When heroes meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
Thunderbolts came one after another, deafening the ears. The wind grew stronger and the heavy rain poured down with a loud noise, accompanied by strong gusts that blew horizontally, vertically, and diagonally in a frantic manner. The grayish mist enveloped everything, making it impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth. All was a dull yellowish-gray world. It was under such conditions that Chen Yingliang led his 411 National Revolutionary Army soldiers into a bloody battle against the rebel army of over 3,000 men led by Yang Wansheng.
This is a low-level cold weapon battle, the commanders and soldiers of both sides are only second or third-rate, far from being truly first-class elite in single combat, and even more awkward in coordination, not to mention the unreasonable combination of knives, guns, axes, and halberds, let alone military formation tactics and coordinated operations.
This is also a desperate struggle of courage and willpower, a life-and-death battle! The soldiers on both sides are desperately charging forward, frantically shouting in the sudden rainstorm, desperately wielding swords and spears, desperately hacking and slashing at the enemy. Blood splatters continuously in the rain, bursting into big and small blood flowers on the water surface that has already submerged their feet.
As the battle began, Guo Feng, a lieutenant of the Baoguo Army, was almost pierced through the chest by a gun. The rebel soldier in front of him was still wearing the armor of the Sui army, and it was very likely that he was the former right guard of the Sui army who had surrendered on the battlefield earlier. His spear technique was also very standard military skill, with the gun handle flat, left hand forward and right hand backward, using waist power and borrowing the force of the charge to kill. If Guo Feng's body was pierced, even if he was wearing top-quality Mingguang armor, it would be impossible for him not to be stabbed through the chest!
What a pity, this rebel army just encountered an opponent. Guo Feng, who was tall and strong, quickly grabbed the rifle with his left hand in the heavy rain, exerted his strength to pull it to the left rear, borrowing the power of the rebel's thrust, and dragged him into a stumble. With his right hand holding a thick-backed knife, he took advantage of the momentum to slash out, cutting off the rebel leader's head along with his left shoulder, creating a heroic opening for the National Army! The rebel leader, whose neck was spurting blood wildly, also became the first soul to fall under the sword in the National Army's maiden battle, a memorable first soul to fall under the sword.
On the other side, Chen Zhihong, another lieutenant of the Baoguo Army, also used his long spear to stab a rebel soldier to death. The rebel soldier who was holding a knife had originally wanted to dodge Chen's spear and counterattack, but Chen suddenly let out a loud shout with bloodshot eyes, "Feng Jie——!" which made the unfortunate rebel soldier momentarily stunned. Then Chen's spear pierced through his chest at a speed far exceeding his usual training. Next, Chen swung his spear shaft soaked in tung oil, and the rebel soldier's corpse flew out, knocking down another rebel soldier who was unable to dodge. Chen's heartfelt roar also echoed on the battlefield in the midst of the torrential rain, "Feng Jie! Wait for me——!"
Chen Yingliang himself had originally hoped to let the blade taste blood in the first battle, but unfortunately, when Chen Yingliang was less than five steps away from the rebel soldiers, several quick-footed Bao Guo army soldiers had already passed him by, yelling and rushing forward to attack the enemy. The clash of swords and guns merged with the enemy, and when Chen Yingliang rushed up to assist in the battle, the two rebel soldiers facing him had already been chopped into several pieces. Their broken bodies still had several transparent blood holes, and then more Bao Guo army officers passed by Chen Yingliang, roaring with anger as they charged towards the counter-attacking rebel troops, not giving Chen Yingliang a chance to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the rebel soldiers.
Even Lian Chen Yingliang did not expect that after the outbreak of the Baoguo Army's morale, it would be so powerful. In the torrential rain, the Baoguo Army soldiers wearing white robes were like a group of tigers going down the mountain.
Fierce tigers, charging into the enemy's ranks like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, roaring and cutting, chopping, stabbing, and pounding. Even when falling to the ground, they would still grapple with the enemy, rolling and twisting on the rain-soaked earth, punching, kicking, biting, scratching eyes, grabbing testicles, and biting throats, using every trick in the book to fight to the death with the enemy.
The strong wind blew, and the great flag of loyalty to the country miraculously still fluttered in the rainstorm. Chen Yingliang charged forward under the great flag, and the soldiers of the Reporting Country Army surrounded Chen Yingliang and the military flag as they charged forward. The accumulated water splashed under the feet of the soldiers of the Reporting Country Army, as if countless thunderbolts were gathering at their feet. Wherever the military flag pointed, the rebel soldiers fell down like cut scallions, and the blood quickly stained the accumulated water on the ground red. The bodies of the rebel leaders and soldiers lay scattered in the accumulated water.
In the face of such a fierce impact, the rebel army, which was still a mob at its core, began to panic. The Sui army they had encountered in previous battles had either fled without a fight or were like the paper tigers led by Pei Hongce, who looked imposing but were actually fragile and easily scattered with a slight push. When had they ever met an enemy as ferocious and daring as the Baoguo Army? How could they not start to feel anxious and worry about their own safety?
After the panic, it was natural to be timid. Under the fear, the rebel army that was invincible in the wild battle began to fear and tremble. The shouting voice in their mouths involuntarily weakened, and the charging footsteps also started to slow down unconsciously. Even continuous retreats appeared. The soldiers of the Reporting Army charged more fiercely, directly breaking into the depths of the rebel army like a broken bamboo, and continued to advance, advancing again and again, continuously killing the enemy, killing the enemy again and again.
The Sui army defending the eastern capital, in terms of equipment and training level, actually surpassed the hastily assembled rebel forces by a large margin. The previous consecutive defeats were due to problems with morale and fighting spirit, sufficient strength but lost psychologically, and also the insufficient command ability of the generals, which was also an important reason for the Sui army's repeated defeats.
The situation is now completely different, as a traverser with over 1,000 years of experience in this era, Chen Yingliang can see the key reason for the successive defeats of the Sui army and knows how to solve this problem. He used the morale-boosting methods of the invincible army from over 1,000 years later to tell his subordinates what they were fighting for, what they could gain after victory, and greatly strengthened the cohesion and determination to win of his troops through various means. The soldiers from the Sui army naturally had a transformed performance, normally or even abnormally playing out their equipment and training advantages.
The torrential rain severely disrupted the visibility of both sides, but also created a huge advantage for the newly arrived Baoguo army, as each soldier wore a bright white robe that made it easy to distinguish friend from foe and allowed them to easily follow the main force. The commanders only needed to follow the main force to charge forward without mistake, always maintaining the advantage of collective combat. In contrast, the rebel army's command was in complete disarray. Although the rebel commander Yang Wanshuo had real combat experience and had commanded troops in battle, in this torrential rain, he could hardly see ten steps ahead, let alone his own team's location. He didn't even know that the Baoguo army was about to cut off his troops, unable to use tactics like pincer movements, interceptions, or flanking attacks. He was so anxious that he jumped up and down, but there was nothing he could do.
Fan Zigai was also on the city wall of Luoyang, jumping with anxiety. The distance was already far, and the vision was blocked by the heavy rain, even the killing shouts were covered by the continuous thunder and the sound of the rain, making Fan Zigai completely unaware of what happened on the battlefield, anxiously kicking over the imperial guard who was holding an umbrella for him, but equally helpless.
The physically unwell Huangfu Wu Yi was forcibly taken into the city tower by his personal soldiers to avoid the rain, and many officials from the Eastern Capital followed him in. Only Pei Hongce and Yuan Wende were among the few who stayed on the city wall with Fan Zigai, seeing that Liu Changgong's rear army had not yet left the city, and his whole body was soaked by the rainwater
Huang Zhong's mind was racing with anxiety, and he hastily approached Fan Zisheng to suggest: "Fan, you should let Liu Zhang's troops go up to respond, at least let us know the situation on the battlefield!"
The sound of the rain was too loud, and Pei Hongce had to shout twice before Fan Zigai could hear him. When Fan Zigai sent someone down from the city wall to pass on the order, Liu Changgong, who was hiding in the gate tower to avoid the rain, sent someone to reply that the heavy rain had caused the water level of the moat, which was connected to the Luoshui River, to rise rapidly and overflow the bridge. It was now too dangerous to launch an attack, so he asked Fan Zigai to decide whether to take the risk and cross the river.
Looking at the surging moat, Fan Ziga also understood that Liu Changgong's request was not entirely due to cowardice in battle. After hesitating for a moment, Fan Ziga gritted his teeth and ordered: "Tell Liu Changgong, don't cross the river for now, let's talk about it after the rain stops."
"Fan Liushou, what about Chen Yingliang's Baoguo Army?" Pei Hongce asked in surprise.
"Under your nephew's command, there are only two battalions with 400 men. Liu Changgong has three thousand main forces defending the city. Which one is lighter and which one is heavier?" Fan Zigai retorted.
Pei Hongce was speechless, and could only secretly pray for his nephew who had saved his life twice, not hoping for victory, but just that his nephew would come back alive - after all, no one expected the first battle of the Bao Guo Army to encounter such a storm, even if the entire army was defeated, Pei Hongce would have an excuse when pleading for his nephew's life in front of Fan Zigai.
Pei Hongce was secretly praying for his nephew Chen Yingliang when Chen Yingliang also began to realize that something was wrong, because when the Baoguo Army charged forward again, there wasn't a single enemy in front of them. After carefully confirming this situation, Chen Yingliang was overjoyed and determined that their army had successfully split the rebel forces in two! However, Chen Yingliang was not satisfied and immediately ordered the soldiers to stop and regroup before turning around and charging towards the enemy again in the torrential rain.
In order to disperse the enemy as much as possible, Chen Yingliang chose to attack the right flank of the enemy's route this time, which happened to be not the location of Yang Wanshuo, the main general of the rebel army. Seeing the Report National Army turning around and killing them, the rebel army was already frightened and scattered, and without a leader, they immediately shouted and dispersed in all directions, throwing away their weapons and armor, and fleeing for their lives, with countless people kneeling down to surrender, and even shouting repeatedly, "The White Armor Soldiers are coming again! The White Armor Soldiers are coming again!"
White Robed Warrior!
It is not clear which rebel soldier shouted out this loud name, but in any case, this loud name quickly became the general term for the rebel army to refer to the Imperial Army. It echoed throughout all the rebel troops under Yang Xuangan's command. In a very coincidental turn of events, it was on this same Luoyang battlefield 84 years ago that the legendary White Armor Battalion established its illustrious reputation that would be passed down through the ages. Moreover, the commanders-in-chief of both White Armor Battalions shared the same surname Chen, so Chen Yingliang thus obtained his first nickname since arriving in this era - Little Chen Qingzhi! Many people believed him to be the reincarnation of Chen Qingzhi!
One achievement makes a thousand bones dry, the prestige of the White Robe Army and Chen Qingzhi was forged with every sword and spear. The prestige of the Bao Guo Army and Chen Yingliang is no exception. Under Chen Yingliang's leadership, the 400 soldiers of the Bao Guo Army were like a group of raging lions, charging forward in the wind and rain, rampaging through the rebel army like a flock of sheep, unstoppable wherever they went. The rebel army was defeated wherever the military flag pointed, and the ground was littered with the bodies of dead and wounded rebel soldiers wherever the White Robe Army passed. The rebel teams that were targeted by the Bao Guo Army were terrified, losing all courage to resist, and could only flee in panic, crying out in despair amidst the storm, "The White Robe Army is coming! The White Robe Army is coming! Run for your lives!"
There's no way to describe the current mood of the patriotic army soldiers, in short, the entire team has thoroughly fallen into a state of frenzy, following the great flag of loyalty and patriotism, wherever there are more enemies, they charge and kill, shouting and yelling, seeing anyone not wearing white robes, they hack and kill, any rebel soldier who dares to block the patriotic army is hacked to pieces, one after another rebel team is dispersed and defeated by the patriotic army, one after another rebel soldier is knocked down and trampled, in the torrential rain, they charge recklessly, as if entering a land without people, killing until the rebel troops are scattered all over the field, blood flowing everywhere, in the rain, everywhere there are rebel soldiers covering their heads and screaming while escaping, also everywhere there are abandoned weapons and flags of the rebel troops.
June day, child's face, torrential rain comes and goes, Shensi just passed, the rain began to subside, the dark clouds in the sky also started to dissipate, dragging a few not very loud thunderclaps, after waiting for a while, the western cloud gap revealed sunlight, shining on the tree leaves with rainwater into a golden green, also illuminating the entire battlefield in a bright light.
When the field of vision finally opened up, everyone was stunned. Fan Zigai and Pei Hongce, who were watching from the city wall, were stunned. Huangfu Wuyi and other Dongdu Wenwu, who had hastily walked out of the city building, were stunned. The Sui army officers and men guarding the city wall were stunned. Liu Changgong and other Sui army rear troops hiding in the gate to avoid the rain were stunned. Chen Yingliang, who had stopped to reorganize his troops, was also stunned. Yang Wanshuo, the rebel general who was desperately trying to restrain his soldiers from approaching him, was equally stunned. The soldiers on both sides of the battlefield were all agape, unable to believe what they saw before their eyes.
There was no way to be stunned, and in less than an hour, the situation on the battlefield had changed dramatically. The more than 3,000 rebel troops who were arrogant before the storm had basically disappeared, leaving only a few hundred rebel soldiers gathered around Yang Wanshuo. The rest of the rebel troops had vanished cleanly, with the bodies and wounded soldiers of the rebel soldiers scattered all over the ground, along with abandoned flags and weapons. The pale red blood flowed slowly across the ground, staining the surrounding area of several miles into a light red color. Meanwhile, Chen Yingliang's Bao Guo army was almost intact, gathered under the great flag of "Bao Guo". Looking around, there were hardly any bodies of Bao Guo soldiers in white robes on the ground!
With his mouth agape, wide enough to fit three eggs, Fan Zige, drenched from head to toe, was the first to come back to his senses. He slapped the arrow wall in front of him heavily and shouted: "Good! Well done!"
"Hurray!" The soldiers on the city wall burst into a thunderous cheer, countless soldiers hugged each other and jumped up and down like madmen. None of the civil and military officials present tried to stop or rebuke them, but instead were more excited than the soldiers, with some laughing loudly and applauding.
There were those who wept uncontrollably, and among them was the Right Guard General Huangfu Wu Yi, who had never been to battle before. He wailed loudly, clutching the similarly tearful Pei Hongce, crying out, "Lord Pei! Lord Pei! Your nephew, let him join the Right Guard! Let him join the Right Guard——!"
Pae Hong-cheol's aide, Tiger Tooth Lang, was equally frantic, tearing off his helmet and slamming it to the ground, grabbing his hair with both hands, staring at the distant battlefield and shouting loudly, "This...! Is this what my soldiers are capable of?! How is that possible?! How could I not have noticed how formidable they were when they were under me?!"
With a loud "slap", Liu Changgong, the chief of the Right Wuwei Tiger Guard, who was hiding in the gate tower, heavily slapped himself on the ear to confirm that what he saw was not a dream. Liu Changgong immediately drew his treasured sword and pointed at Yang Wanshuo's remaining troops, which miraculously had not been dispersed by the Baoguo Army, shouting with the loudest voice of his life: "Brothers! There's a bargain to be picked up! Kill! Kill!"
Roaring, General Liu kicked his war horse heavily and was the first to charge towards the rebel army. The soldiers behind him were like they had all been injected with chicken blood, shouting and rushing out of the city gate, risking being washed away by the river water, trampling on the bridge that was still submerged in water, crossing the river, and charging towards the remaining rebel troops with great enthusiasm. "Kill! Kill! Brothers, kill!"
It was also at this time that Chen Yingliang reacted, and without saying a word, he pointed his horizontal knife, which had hardly been stained with blood, towards the remaining rebel soldiers and shouted: "Soldiers, kill!"
"Kill!"
The overjoyed soldiers of the Baoguo Army launched another charge, while the rebel army, which had already collapsed psychologically, didn't say a word and immediately turned to flee. Yang Wanshuo even rode his horse to the front, desperately kicking its belly as he escaped in the direction of Jinyong City, with only one thought left in his mind: "What kind of people are my opponents this time?!"
Seeing the rebel army fleeing in disarray before him, Fan Ziga waved his hands and feet, and then hastily ordered, shouting: "Go and pass on the order to Liu Changgong and Chen Yingliang, pursue! Pursue! We must annihilate this rebel army and show off the prestige of our Dongdu military!"
