The first thousand four hundred and eighth chapter contentment
The sunset is like blood, and night is approaching.
The red glow of the setting sun falls on the battlefield littered with corpses and blood, as if the already bloody battlefield has been covered with a layer of blood, making it even more bloody and cruel!
Bian Zhang's army refused to retreat and fiercely counterattacked, causing great trouble for the Li army. Fortunately, four generals, Xu Chu, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, and Wang Bo, joined forces to attack and kill the enemy leader Bian Zhang.
Even though Bian Zhang relied on the army and fought with the four generals for a long time, he was finally shot by Wang Bodang with an arrow and killed by Yuchi Gong with a whip.
In this way, Bian Zhang's army counterattacked fiercely, and the situation was slightly chaotic just now. However, the surviving generals still implemented Bian Zhang's military orders and persisted in organizing resistance.
It wasn't until more than half of Bian Zhang's troops suffered casualties that they began to collapse.
Most of a day passed before Bian Zhang's army dispersed. Most of the others died on the battlefield. The blood of the corpses mixed with frost, rain, snow and dust, creating a hellish scene!
Ma Yunlu vomited three times. During this period, his whole body became weak for a long time. He pulled Dugu Jialu pitifully and finally became numb!
Lihuang Wuxin also took action several times, all using large-scale methods to kill the enemy troops that were close to him.
The busiest person is Dugu Jialuo, who controls the entire army with the magic of military immortality; at the same time, he maintains the "sky mirror" to observe the overall situation. Finally, he has to deal with Ma Yunlu, who can't be beaten, can't avoid, and is like brown sugar.
Little girl with serious illness.
Bian Zhang's army collapsed and the battle situation was basically settled. Dugu Jialu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped his sweat.
"Sir! Bian Zhang's army is not as good as Ma's army, both in quantity and quality. However, our casualties in this battle are greater than yesterday. Xinwuwei lost more than 3,000 people, but Shenwei's elite is better.
Just some casualties caused by stray arrows!"
The Li army began to gather, assemble troops, clean up the battlefield, count casualties, etc. Dugu Jialuo looked at Wu Xinhui's report with a sad face.
"Yeah!" Wu Xin responded in a bad mood.
Although Wu Xin didn't have Dugu Jialuo's heaven-defying sensing ability, he still saw the situation.
This time it was still a great victory. With an army of 70,000, the 500,000 to 600,000 Bian Zhang army was defeated, most of them were killed, and the leader Bian Zhang was beheaded. It can be said that the Bian Zhang army was completely destroyed!
However, Xinwuwei's more than 3,000 casualties made Wu Xin extremely distressed.
Even if millions of Ma's troops were defeated last night, Xinwuwei's casualties were only over a thousand, Zhang Ji's more than four thousand casualties, and Shenwei's elite nearly two thousand casualties.
The cost of building Xinwuwei is far higher than that of others. Three thousand casualties are more than the cost of 30,000 elite troops from Dali!
"Report to my emperor! We have obtained a large amount of food and supplies, captured 217,000 war horses, and captured more than 73,000 enemy troops..."
At the right time, Qin Qiong, who was in charge of statistics, came to report. He paused and sighed regretfully: "Unfortunately, the battle was so fierce that many war horses were affected, injured or killed, hundreds of thousands of them!"
Hundreds of thousands of war horses and war cavalry were extremely valuable, and they were just like this!
During a fierce battle, both sides naturally don't care. After a fierce battle, the victory will only hurt...
"Not bad! This great victory will be remembered by all the generals who participated in the battle!"
Wu Xin's heavy face softened slightly, and he praised with a smile. After a pause, he frowned and murmured in confusion: "The northwest is the second production base of combat cavalry. The two armies we encountered have such a high proportion of combat cavalry, so isn't Northern Xinjiang even more so?
high?"
The various tribes in the wilderness are mainly war cavalry, riding all over the world.
However, relatively speaking, the northwest is mountainous, forested, and plain, and is not as suitable for mass production as the northern Xinjiang prairie. The proportion of battle cavalry between Ma Jiajun and Bian Zhangjun was somewhat beyond Wu Xin's expectations.
Of all the arms, cavalry is the most expensive and most powerful. There is no doubt about this.
If the enemy army, especially the upcoming Western Wilderness army, has such a high proportion of cavalry, it is very likely that it will bypass major military fortresses, important military cities, etc. and attack the interior of the Dali Dynasty, which will be a big trouble!
No wonder even the capital of the most powerful Wei Empire fell!
Dugu Jialuo understood what Wu Xin was thinking, and with a thought, he looked at Ma Yunlu who was feeling much relieved and asked: "What do you think, sister Yunlu?" Han Suijun, Li Que, Guo Si and other three thieves, as well as the main force of Xihuang in the rear, are they cavalry?
Is the ratio so high?"
"Ah? What?" Ma Yunlu looked up in confusion and asked with confusion on his face.
"..."
Wu Xin, Dugu Jialuo, Qin Qiong and others who were looking forward to it were speechless.
Looking at Ma Yunlu's previous performance, I expected to get the answer from her mouth, but I really thought too much. It was obvious that I had never been on the battlefield before and had very little contact!
"Oh! War riding..."
While everyone was speechless, Ma Yunlu, whose face was full of confusion, suddenly realized and blurted out as a matter of course:
"Half of my family's war cavalry are from the Western Wilderness clan...provided by the various clans in the Western Wilderness as one of the conditions for recruiting and sending my family's troops to the expedition! Otherwise, my father is not stupid, and he still marches eastward when he knows he is outmatched?"
At the end of the sentence, Ma Yunlu looked at Dugu Jialuo and others with a matter-of-fact expression.
"..."
Wu Xin, Qin Qiong and others were quite speechless, but they felt relieved. This makes sense!
Ma Teng, Han Sui and Bian Zhang can become the three heroes of the northwest among dozens of northwest armies. Naturally, they are not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although their cultivation strength, military strategy, famous generals, etc. are not comparable to those of Li Huang Wuxin.
Eyesighted, but definitely not stupid, and definitely has its own uniqueness.
Take the Bian Zhang Army for example. In the eyes of Wu Xin, the Bian Zhang Army is the one with the smallest army, the fewest famous generals, and the weakest strength among the three heroes in the northwest. Who knew that being so fierce would cost more than defeating the Ma Family Army.
Of course, Li Jun's surprise attack on Ma Jiajun happened in the middle of the night, when the people and horses were exhausted; the surprise attack on Bian Zhang's army happened in broad daylight, which was one of the main influences.
In any case, if the three heroes from the northwest are willing to serve as the vanguard of the Western Wilderness army, there must be a price they think is worth it!
Dugu Jialuo raised his eyebrows and quickly asked: "So, the situation of other teams is almost the same? For example, Han Suijun, Li Que, Guo Si, etc.?"
"Then I don't know! It should be about the same..." Ma Yunlu thought for a while and responded hesitantly.
"Well done! Sister Yunlu has made a great contribution!"
Dugu Jialuo patted Ma Yunlu approvingly and praised, then looked at Lihuang Wuxin.
"What?" Ma Yunlu asked confused, but his face was tense and quite proud.
Although Ma Yunlu didn't know what Dugu Jialuo praised her for, he felt very accomplished and proud...
"It's almost good, but it's better than you, right? If we continue to divide it, there won't be much left in our army..."
Wu Xin knew what Dugu Jialuo meant, and shook his head with some regret.
One against ten is Wu Xin's minimum limit.
If the Xinwuwei and Shenwei elites were to divide the army and transport the loot, and then attack other enemy armies, the disparity in numbers would be too great, and the cost would become higher and higher. Even if they win in the end, the gain will not be worth the loss!
Dugu Jialuo responded with regret on his face: "Okay! It's an advantage for them. If we can cripple the five minions before the Western Wilderness army arrives, we will be under much less pressure. The Western Wilderness army will definitely be very afraid and restrain themselves.
