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"Kill, kill!" Waves of golden soldiers rushed towards the southern defense line of the rebel army like a tidal wave.

Zu Dashou, who was already in his fifties, didn't care about the flying arrows, and came and went quickly, loudly boosting morale, but the Liaodong soldiers were still beaten and retreated steadily.

"It seems that this old man has been plotting for a long time!" Zhang Sanbai stood on a high place, frowned and said as he watched the battlefield.

It turned out that the two sides had been fighting for half a day, and the soldiers were exhausted. At that moment, Dai Shan suddenly led the elite of the Baya Battalion with a red flag to attack Zu Dashou's tribe.

Nazu Dashou's Liaodong army originally had ten thousand troops, and Wu Sangui had a battalion of troops, now there are only six thousand troops left, which is not as good as Zhang's three hundred troops.

Now that he was suddenly attacked by Daishan with all his strength, he couldn't resist it.

But Zhang Sanbai and others were stopped by Ma Zhan, the son of Daishan, with the camp, and they couldn't attack for a while, but Daishan took the lead.

"General, I would like to lead my cavalry to help!" Seeing that Zu Dashou was at a disadvantage, Yang Chengzu couldn't help but volunteered.

From the west line of defense to the south line of defense, only his battalion of cavalry could arrive in time.

"Rush for help? No need!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanbai shook his head and said, "We will have reinforcements in a while."

"Let the gunners continue to bombard, it is only serious to destroy the Tartar camp as soon as possible!"

"This..." Yang Chengzu suddenly remembered the "Navy Master" he hadn't seen for a long time, and he couldn't help but have some guesses in his heart.

In fact, just as Yang Chengzu guessed, at the time of the fierce battle between the two sides, Luo Xiangqian and Wu Sangui were escorted by the navy, going upstream against the current, and rushed straight to the rear of the Houjin side.

"We didn't catch up in the last battle. If we don't catch up this time, the Liaodong War will be over!" Luo Xiangqian, who was standing on the bow of the boat facing the wind, said to Wu Sangui with a smile.

Na Luo Xiangqian was from Sichuan, and Wu Sangui, who spoke Southwestern Mandarin, frowned.

However, fortunately, Southwest Mandarin is also Mandarin, which is easier to understand than southern dialects.

Wu Sangui understood most of what Lian Mengdai guessed, and couldn't help laughing: "What Luo Zongbing said is true, this time I will fight out from the waterway, and I will definitely kill that tartar by surprise!"

Although Na Luoxiang didn't speak official Chinese very well, he didn't have any problem listening.

As soon as Wu Sangui opened his mouth, Luo Xiangqian could tell that this guy didn't understand what he said, he was talking like chicken and duck.

He just shook his head and said nothing more.

The navy went upstream and soon appeared near Liaoyang City.

The ship had just circled Liaoyang City, when everyone heard the rumble of artillery and the roar of killing.

When Luo Xiangqian and Wu Sangui looked south, they saw that the rebel army was fighting around the Houjin camp, and the situation was very good.

"Okay, we won!" Luo Xiangqian couldn't help clapping his hands and said with a smile.

"Indeed, the Tartars are tenacious, and they are inseparable for a while!" Wu Sangui nodded, agreeing with a serious face.

Uh... Luo Xiangqian suddenly looked constipated.

You don’t have to listen if you don’t understand, don’t pretend to understand!
And just when the heads of the two donkeys were not in line with the horse's mouth, they were obviously found in Liaoyang City, and they couldn't help shaking the command flag violently.

"Rescue the southern troops?" Both of them understood now, and couldn't help being surprised.

Since the navy came from north to south after turning around, the first thing they saw was the fight between Zhang Sanbai's tribe and Hou Jin's, but they never saw the battle of Zu Dashou's tribe.

The two thought they were icing on the cake, but they didn't expect it to be a timely gift.

"The whole army speeds up, and the navy prepares for fire support!" Luo Xiangqian couldn't help but hastily ordered.

Following Luo Xianggan's order, the rebel navy sailed around the Houjin camp like a long dragon, and appeared on the left wing of the Baya La camp with a red flag.

Sure enough, Luo Xiangqian and Wu Sangui saw that Baya Laying was killing Zu Dashoubu to the point of danger.

"Fire, fire!" Wu Sangui couldn't help being shocked, and quickly ordered.

In addition to dozens of transport ships of various sizes, the navy of the rebel army was also escorted by seven or eight Cangshan ships.

Although these ships are not very big, they also have two [-]-jin red cannons and eight [-]-jin Flang cannons on board.

Although the power of these artillery pieces is not very powerful, they are superior in dense firepower.

Following Wu Sangui's order, the artillery on the rebel ship immediately rang out.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Countless shells poured from the flanks into Houjin's formation.

"Ah, ah!" The Houjin soldiers who were really attacking Zu Dashou's defense line were suddenly attacked, accompanied by a scream, and then panicked.

"Follow me to kill, and call me when the thieves land!" As soon as that Daishan saw the rebel navy arrived, his heart suddenly became cold.

He had calculated thousands of times, but he never expected that the rebel army would launch an attack by water.

It's just that now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Now that the matter has come to this point, he can only bite the bullet and walk all the way to the dark.

It's a pity that although he wanted to imitate Cao Cao, Zu Dashou didn't want to imitate Chunyu Qiong.

"The reinforcements have arrived, everyone, follow me to fight to the death!" Zu Dashou was overjoyed when he saw the rebel reinforcements appearing on the water, and couldn't help shouting.

Although this Liaodong soldier has many "problems", such as liking to sell his teammates, such as being afraid of Jin Ruhu, but if he really wants to fight for his life, he is also an elite army that can collapse Hou Jin's teeth.

Now that the reinforcements from the rebel army have arrived, and the victory has been decided, how can we not give up our lives?
Following Zu Dashou's order, the Liaodong soldiers who were about to be unable to hold on suddenly became imposing, not only withstood the impact of the Baya Battalion inlaid with red flags, but even counterattacked to a certain extent.

And just as the two sides were fighting inextricably, Luo Xiangqian's "white soldiers" also began to land under the cover of the rebel artillery.

Landing operations in inland waters are not as good as at sea.

Na Luo first dispatched more than a dozen small boats to Gan, transported dozens of people over, and asked them to establish a preliminary position, and then let the big boats approach, lowering the springboard and gangway.

The soldiers on the ship filed out along the gangway and gangway, and soon formed small conical formations, and then these conical formations formed a larger conical formation.

And all of this was done in a very short period of time.

That Wu Sangui was originally a general in Liaodong, and his men and horses were also the elite of Liaodong. He never expected that there would be such a commanding army in the world.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mr. Luo, you have good people!"

Unexpectedly, Luo Xianggan shook his head and said with a smile: "What's it worth, it's just more than a month of hard work!"

It turned out that the reason why Zhang Sanbai asked Luo Xiang to march by water was because he had trained in landing operations in advance.

Landing in inland water is not as complicated as at sea, so after a little training, you can go into combat.

"What, all the people under King Shun's command are like this?" Wu Sangui was taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly a great sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

Their Liaodong soldiers have always prided themselves on being elite, but now they are not as good as any of the troops under King Shun's command. What should we do!

No, I have to tell my uncle this, otherwise the Liaodong general will be in danger!