Yang Jiamo is very decisive. He has led the army for more than ten years. He can be described as "going like the wind".

When you have an advantage, you come and go like the wind; when you encounter danger, you come and go like the wind.

In his eyes, infantry and friendly troops are consumables that can be thrown to death at any time. Only his servants, the cavalry, are the most important.

Xiao Zongxian shouted excitedly: "Reinforcements are coming, move forward!"

The guard soldiers dropped their belongings and ran very fast in an instant.

Yang Jiamo's servants ran slowly, but they were equipped with armor and bows and arrows. Each of them had thirty arrows, which was standard equipment.

In addition, the terrain is so bad that you can only run along the field ridges. If you run too fast, you will easily fall into the paddy fields.

There were only two miles left from the riverside, and the rebels behind him were getting closer and closer, which made Yang Jiamo frown.

"Stop, draw your bow!"

The officers and soldiers were unable to line up, and stood alone on the ridge of the field, just obeying the order and firing volleys.

"Stop! Raise your shield, raise your shield! Also wave the wolf sword!"

"Boohoo!"

The wooden pot lid was raised, and the wolf soldiers waved long bamboo poles with branches. However, the distance was too close, and more than forty people were shot at once.

The formation of peasants and soldiers instantly collapsed and they fled one after another.

"Kill!"

Hu Dinggui suddenly shouted and rushed out, stepping on the mud and water in the field. Six of his ten-man team had already run away, and the rest followed the charge.

The missionary officer had a pained expression, covering his chest and shouting: "The world is united, let's farm and eat! Don't let the dog officials rob our fields! Kill the thieves quickly! Kill... cough cough cough..."

He coughed repeatedly, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Yang is dead, Mr. Yang is dead!"

The peasants and soldiers shouted, and many of them were running away. When they heard this, they turned and looked back.

"Mr. Yang is dead! Wow woo woo woo woo"

Several peasant soldiers actually burst into tears on the spot.

Xiao Zongxian was so angry that he shouted: "To avenge Mr. Yang, you can kill him with me!"

There were more than 700 peasants and soldiers in total, but only more than 300 were left, and the rest all fled.

Those who had not fled were now risking their lives and rushing forward. They held simple weapons and killed the officers and soldiers who had more troops than them, better weapons than them, and were all wearing armor.

"All crazy!"

Yang Jiamo looked horrified and ordered the volley to continue.

"Boohoo!"

This time, nearly a hundred people were hit by arrows. Some fell to the ground directly, and some rushed forward with arrows stuck in their bodies.

"Quickly retreat!"

Yang Jiamo could already see the anti-thief warships. This place was too close to Linjiang Mansion, and the main force of the anti-thief navy was stationed there.

If he didn't run away, it would be too late. The rebels in front of him wasted too much time!

Yang Jiamo still can't figure out why he encounters large groups of rebel soldiers when he randomly plunders villages. Is it possible that there are rebel soldiers stationed in every village and town? That would be terrible. How many troops are there in the rebel army?

Being delayed until now was not part of Yang Jiamo's plan at all.

After receiving the order to retreat, hundreds of servants turned around and ran. They could only run along the field ridge. Because their clothes were too heavy, they stepped into the paddy field and could not run at all.

While running, some officers and soldiers turned around and shot arrows. Their bows shot very fast.

More than a dozen peasants and soldiers were hit by arrows one after another. Hu Dinggui rushed to the front. There were only two people left in his ten-man team, including himself, only three. However, the slowest running officer and soldier was only a dozen or so away from him.

Step far.

Suddenly, Hu Dinggui jumped onto the field ridge, his speed suddenly increased, and he rushed up barefoot and holding a gun.

The field ridge is too narrow and only allows one person to pass.

Hu Dinggui stabbed the officer and soldier in the back with his gun, but he couldn't penetrate because there was chain mail inside the cotton armor.

After these generals collected money, their first priority was to arm their servants, and each servant spent a huge amount of money.

The officer and soldier drew their swords and turned around to attack. Hu Dinggui abandoned his spear, stooped forward and rolled into the field with the officers and soldiers. He pulled out the long arrow from the officer's quiver, stabbed the opponent's eye socket, and quickly pulled it out again.

Stab down, and the last arrow pierces the throat.

When Hu Dinggui stood up, he found that one of his soldiers had been hacked to death, and the other was struggling with the officers and soldiers in the field.

Hu Dinggui picked up his spear, rushed over and stabbed the enemy in the throat.

Xiao Zongxian also rushed over. The peasants and soldiers could jump into the fields to surround and kill, but the officers and soldiers could only fight alone on the ridge of the fields.

Several officers and soldiers also jumped into the paddy field, and their boots got stuck in the muddy water. Every time they moved, it was very difficult, and they almost became live targets for the peasants and soldiers.

One after another, these peasant soldiers, who had only been trained for two months, killed more than 40 servants in total. The price they paid was more than 160 casualties, of which more than 20 were killed on the spot, and some were fatally injured and temporarily died.

Hu Dinggui's eyes were red, half angry and half sad.

He took his only remaining subordinate and chased toward the river frantically, only to see that all the officers and soldiers had already boarded the boat.

"Set the boat quickly, sail the boat quickly!"

Yang Jiamo shouted in panic that the rebel warships were getting closer and closer.

Yang Jiamo seemed to have forgotten that the boats he took were carrying two hours' worth of goods!

Not only were the guardsmen carrying the goods, but they also robbed some mules and oxen. The oxen could transport two or three shi of grain in one trip.
Chapter completed!