Therefore, it can only be said that it is both unexpected and reasonable that the people in Guifanlou have so many bows and crossbows.
"Commander Di, you will be in charge of this battle."
The commander said.
He knew that Di Qing was Zhao Jun's confidant, so he naturally followed his lead.
Di Qing took a quick look at the situation. The soldiers' attack was blocked by bows and crossbows, and their momentum stagnated. They no longer had the same offensive momentum as before.
Although the enemy was not on particularly high ground, there were still some high slopes on both sides, probably only half a meter high, which would still pose a considerable threat to their attack.
The guards were fine, but the runners behind them were not wearing armor, so they had to be shot by crossbows.
After thinking for a moment, Di Qing gave the order: "The Imperial Guards, form a battle formation and draw out their front troops. Look at that slope on the right. Can the people from Kaifeng Prefecture rush down it?"
A judicial officer took a look and whispered, "If they didn't have torches, they might be able to charge through."
"Okay, I'll lead the team myself. You guys attack with the main force, and I'll attack from the side."
Di Qing said.
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Li Yi and Liu Qing beside him, plus several teams of yamen runners from Kaifeng Prefecture, threw away their torches and moved to the flank.
Above, Ma Zhiwu was still commanding the people in front to fight with the imperial guards. The two sides quickly fought together.
After the melee began, the archers began shooting at the yamen runners in the rear.
But the guards were not pushovers either. They also had archers, and more of them than the enemy. Under the cover of shield bearers, more than 300 archers shot towards the rear of Guifanlou.
Originally, the narrow tunnel was not suitable for shooting, but Gui Fanlou had already turned it into an underground city. The surrounding terrain was relatively open and could accommodate tens of thousands of people. Therefore, except that the view was too dark and could only be illuminated by torches, it was no different from the outside.
The main reason is that the underground of Bianliang is actually more exaggerated than people imagine.
Since the Warring States Period, complex underground waterways have been built here. According to later archaeological excavations, there are cities from the Warring States Period, Han Dynasty, and Southern and Northern Dynasties buried underground in Bianliang. The cities above were newly built after the establishment of the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty.
Therefore, there really is a city buried underneath.
The two sides fought together, and the sounds of shouting, roaring, roaring, and wailing were endless, and the sound of weapons colliding did not stop.
But in fact, the people of Guifanlou were already unable to hold on. After all, they were just vicious criminals, and there was a big difference between them and the well-trained regular army. What's more, the equipment of both sides was not at the same level. They lost a lot of people in the first encounter.
The only reason that prevented them from collapsing immediately was the support of bows and crossbows and Ma Zhiwu's relatively standard command.
But it wasn't long before all that changed.
As Di Qing and about forty or fifty people threw away their torches, they took advantage of the chaos to crawl down the gentle slope on the right. With everyone cooperating with each other, Di Qing was the first to rush up the gentle slope and into the group of archers.
Instantly, screams rang out, and the crossbowmen's camp was thrown into chaos. Many people threw down their crossbows and fled, and the battle situation suddenly became a one-sided situation.
Seeing this scene, Ma Zhiwu knew that he was doomed, so he did not hesitate and simply abandoned the troops behind him and fled with his confidants.
Fatty Huang, who was watching from above, saw that the people below had only lasted less than half an hour before collapsing, so he said with sweat dripping down his forehead, "It's over, it's over, let's go!"
Then he turned and ran away.
Jiang Dalang frowned. He didn't want to get entangled with Fatty Huang and the others right now. If he took action, he would only be getting rid of a helmsman.
His target must at least be Ma Zhiwu and the scarred-faced man with the left palm whip.
So he didn't take action, but patted the brothers behind him, signaling them to follow him. Taking advantage of the chaos, they left the team and went to another passage.
(End of this chapter)
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