Ge Huaimin stood quietly on the wall of the stronghold, with thoughts in his mind. He remembered that when he led the troops, Su Jin earnestly told him that he only needed to weaken the enemy's spirit to evacuate, never fight to the death with the enemy, and to preserve his strength in Weizhou
Fight to the death with the enemy.
But Ge Huaimin came here with the intention of dying. Li Zhihe's case had already made him lose face. The last time Han Qi came to Weizhou, he scolded Ge Huaimin in front of everyone, which made Ge Huaimin even more depressed.
He has never slept in the day; he was promoted to the position by Han Qi, and he became a commander deployed in the fourth-level capital in three years from an ordinary soldier. In Ge Huaimin's heart, Han Qi has long been regarded as his mentor and father, and he regards Han Qi from the bottom of his heart.
Han Qi revered and loved him.
After Li Zhihe dragged himself into the water, although Su Jin pointed out Ge Huaimin's mistake, Ge Huaimin actually felt that it was no big deal. There was indeed something wrong, but it was not so wrong that it was irredeemable. At most, he would be guilty and meritorious.
Well, with this thought in mind, Ge Huaimin actually didn't take his mistake as a big deal.
But when Han Qi came to Weizhou that day, he not only scolded him in person, but also turned him away when he asked for an audience privately afterwards. Han Qi ordered someone to bring him a message that he never wanted to see Ge Huaimin in front of him again, so he
When the two were strangers, Han Qi became blind.
Of course Ge Huaimin had no resentment towards Han Qi, but Han Qi's words had a huge impact on him. The handsome man who originally appreciated and promoted him despised and alienated him because of this incident. This made Ge Huaimin sleepless at night, and gradually
Ge Huaimin understood a truth. The mistakes he made by following Li Zhi, Xu Wei and others could not be made up for by winning a few battles and killing a few enemy generals. In any case, it would be a lifelong shame for him, but what really made him
There is only one way for him to wash away this shame, and that is to die on the battlefield to prove his will.
Now is the best time. Once the Xia army at the foot of the hillside completes its formation and begins to charge, the village will be destroyed soon. Ge Huaimin has made up his mind to live or die with the Dingchuan village, but he does not want his brothers to accompany him.
Die.
"Brothers." Ge Huaimin faced the Song soldiers and shouted in a hoarse voice: "The Western Bandits' final charge is about to begin. This wall cannot hold up for long. We are afraid that all of us will die here." The Song soldiers slowly climbed up.
He stood up and looked at Ge Huaimin with an expressionless face.
"But I don't want you to die here. Mr. Su said that you should preserve your strength until you return to Weizhou for a decisive battle with the Western thieves. So now I am giving an order to you and others to evacuate from the wall of Nanmen Village immediately and head south.
Ten miles away is Fort Liu, where General Zhang Jiong is stationed. You can reach it in less than a quarter of an hour. I have a request. When you return to Weizhou City, you can send a message to Mr. Su for me, saying that I, Ge Huaimin, have not embarrassed him. We
With only 400 casualties, we annihilated more than 3,000 of the Western bandits' cavalry, severely defeated the Western bandits' front, and fulfilled our mission."
Hearing something in his words, all the soldiers looked at each other in confusion. The guards who had been with him for many years all asked hurriedly: "Where is Ge commanding you? Aren't you going to evacuate with us?"
Ge Huaimin laughed and said: "This time, I will not leave with you. I will leave you behind. After you leave, you must walk through the thorny path of Qianmo, otherwise you will be chased and killed by the cavalry. Go quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
Already."
"Commander Ge, let's go together. If you don't leave, we won't leave either." Someone shouted loudly.
Ge Huaimin said: "What are you talking about? This is the last order of my commander. Do you want to disobey it? Now we have a great victory. When everyone dies here, it will be a great defeat. You see, the enemy has already begun
The two wings are outflanking me and cutting off my retreat. If I don't leave, we will all die here."
Everyone asked: "But...Commander Ge, why do you want to stay alone to die? Wouldn't it be better for us to go together?"
Ge Huaimin showed pain on his face and said softly: "You should take care of yourself. You are all old subordinates who have been following me for several years. Some of you will become officials or generals in the future. Just remember the last advice of my commander. There are many things in this world that can be avoided."
There are some things you can't do; those who can't do it will pay a heavy price for it. This is the case for me, Lao Ge. I did something I couldn't do, and I feel ashamed of not telling others and my own conscience, so I can only
I will pay for the mistakes I have made by dying."
"Commander Ge, everyone has forgiven you. The emperor said that for Master Su's sake, he allowed you to serve your crime and perform meritorious service. Why do you have to be so hard on yourself? Come with us, otherwise we will all die here with you."
Ge Huaimin was furious, stretched out his hand, pulled out his sword, put it across his neck and cursed: "Are you still my soldiers, Lao Ge? If you still respect me, Lao Ge, get out of here immediately, otherwise I will commit suicide immediately, then
But it’s all because of you.”
All the troops exclaimed: "No! General, don't be impulsive."
Ge Huaimin held his sword across his neck, looked deeply around everyone, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Let's go quickly, I promise you, we will be brothers again in the next life."
With tears streaming down their cheeks, all the Song soldiers knelt down and kowtowed to Ge Huaimin, shouting: "Commander Ge, we will be brothers again in the next life. Don't break your promise."
Ge Huaimin's eyes welled up with tears. He forced himself to endure his emotions and pretended to ignore his frown and waved his hands. The soldiers stood up crying and dropped dozens of long ropes from the Nanzhai wall. They fell down one after another, and then quickly dispersed into the wilderness.
Within a moment, there was no trace left.
…
Tuoba Qingshou got a big bargain for no reason. As the saying goes, people planted trees for others to enjoy the shade. Yuan Dezhong worked hard for a long time, but he got a bargain for nothing. Even if he is usually good at hiding it, he can't help but curl his lips at this moment.
His eyes lit up with a smile.
I'm glad that Tuoba Qingshou is a meticulous person. Even a half-dead mangy dog will be bitten by it accidentally, so the proper arrangements cannot be ignored. He ordered his cavalry to attack with shields.
Normally, he wouldn't even bother to take a glance at a shield, but here it can both protect against arrows and hold it on the head to prevent fire. It can be said to be a magical weapon for attacking this village.
Of course, Tuoba Qingshou was bound to win. If he wanted to achieve brilliant results, he would have to annihilate all the Song troops in Dingchuan Village. He did not want to let the Song troops slip through the net due to their absolute advantage, so he specially ordered two thousand soldiers and horses.
Detour left and right and cut off the road to the south of Dingchuan Village.
After everything was ready, Tuoba Qingshou gave an order, and three thousand cavalrymen slowly attacked from the front with shields on their backs. Two thousand more cavalrymen made a roundabout way to outflank and cut off their retreat. Five thousand men and horses slowly marched towards Dingchuan.
The village is closed.
There was not a single figure on the wall of Dingchuan Village. Song soldiers liked to hide behind the wall of shields and suddenly shoot out a hail of arrows. Tuoba Qingshou had already witnessed this with his own eyes, so he was not in a hurry.
The soldiers were ordered to maintain formation and approach slowly.
When they were approaching the bottom of the village wall, the Song army didn't react at all. Let alone a bow or arrow, they didn't even throw a small stone. They were so calm that it was a bit scary.
But the lessons from the past are still in front of us. The smelly burnt corpses on the ground remind everyone not to be careless. The shields of the soldiers gradually moved up to their heads to prevent the Song soldiers from suddenly raining fire oil from the sky. At the same time,
, Tuobaqing's orderlies sent up more than 300 simple ladders and made a half circle along the wall of the village. At this time, the Song army should have taken action, but in fact there was still no movement.
Tuoba Qingshou felt that something was wrong, but he could still calm down at this time. Are these Song soldiers fools?
"Throw away the hook and pull." Tuoba Qingshou ordered.
Thousands of hooks jumped from the bottom of the wall to the top of the wall like jumping fish. When the soldiers pulled hard, a pile of shields, broken bows, earth and stones fell down, but not even a Song soldier.
Not caught.
"No, it seems that the Song army has escaped." Tuoba Qingshou was excited. At this moment, a horse riding Juechen came from the left. The person who came was a Dutou from the left side who was outflanking the retreating troops. Na Dutou
Laoyuan called out: "General Tuoba, there is a long rope falling out of the wall of the South Village of the Song Army. It must be that the Song Army has escaped. Our people have already chased it. There is probably no one in the village."
Tuoba Qingshou almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but someone else ran away before his eyes. He was so humiliated, and he kept busy preparing for this and that, but in the end, the person patted his butt and disappeared.
"Chase, chase them quickly. They have no horses and can't escape far. Hurry up and kill them. No one can escape." Tuoba Qingshou stamped his feet and shouted, his voice becoming thinner with anger.
Na Dutou quickly agreed, turned his horse's head and galloped away. Thousands of soldiers under the wall were dumbfounded. They all blinked and looked at Tuoba Qingshou, meaning to ask what should they do now?
Tuoba Qingshou cursed: "Why are you still standing there? Climb up quickly, in case there is someone inside."
All the soldiers seemed to have just woken up from a dream. They quickly grabbed the ropes and climbed up on the ladders. After a while, they were all on the wall of the village. Tuoba Qingshou also climbed up the wall quickly. When he looked up, he saw that
The walls were covered with clods of soil and blood, and there were dozens of corpses scattered everywhere. Looking into the village, there were only a few houses in the village, and the rest of the place was full of tents. It looked quiet, and there was no way to think of it.
Looks like someone.
"Leave five hundred people to guard the wall. The others will follow me down to have a look." Tuoba Qingshou walked into the village first along the earthen steps inside the wall with his sword in hand. All the soldiers quickly followed and went to the ground in the village.
I started to check and search the tent. Naturally, the tent was empty, but there were quite a few rats crawling around in fear.
Tuoba Qingshou's brows knitted into knots, and one soldier after another came to report: "Report to the general, no Song troops have been seen."
"Report to the general that there is no trace of the enemy."
"Report..."
"Okay, okay..." Tuoba Qingshou waved his hand and cursed: "Why are you crying in mourning? I know." Tuoba Qingshou stood by an adobe house with a gloomy face and sighed, and a great achievement was gone with the wind.
, these cunning Song troops really don’t make people worry, can’t they just stay here and wait for me to strangle you?
Tuoba Qingshou, who was in a depressed mood, sat down on a stone pier, raised his head and looked around at this unhappy city, thinking about how to return to Yeli Wangrong. The sun shone directly into his eyes, irritating him.
His eyes narrowed.
Suddenly, his horrified pupils opened in violation of physiological laws. In the reflection of his pupils, a figure quickly enlarged. Amid the horrified cries of the surrounding soldiers, a burly figure holding a dazzling sword came from the roof like a goshawk.
He pounced straight down, the cold sword cutting through the air, seeming to freeze the hot air around him.