Ye Jiajun was already familiar with this kind of power and kept silent. The other Zhuojun soldiers were immediately surprised. Everyone found that they could clearly see the faces of the rogues in the distance, their thoughts were exceptionally clear, and their bodies were full of strength.
"What is this?" Guan Yu and Zhang Fei came into contact with this power for the first time, and they immediately looked at each other with strange expressions.
In fact, this kind of first-level Taoism has limited blessing power shared by the group, but it instantly boosted morale. At the moment when one was going down and the other was going up, the two cavalry collided violently... Liu Guanzhang's triangular arrow cut into tofu in an instant.
Penetrate the same
The bandits were instantly covered in blood, their heads and remains flew out, and huge wounds were opened.
The cavalry went straight in along the wound. Except for the front, there were densely packed enemies on the left and right. Zhou Ling stood in the middle and held his flag motionless. He drew his Qinghong Sword and slashed left and right.
To defeat the enemy, a group of non-commissioned officers worked more skillfully and closely to cut through the enemy troops.
Some cavalry fell in the charge, and the bandits fell several times. More importantly, they were torn apart. When the team broke away, the organization was chaotic. Ye Qing had led the army across a large arc, stepping on the dry and solid fields.
, turned back to the official road and charged again.
The value of veterans and non-commissioned officers is reflected. As long as they are still alive, no one will be left behind.
At this time, the rogue bandits on the opposite side had just turned around in confusion, and many more were scattered, not in good formation. After being devastated by this wave of arrows, they were still in shock, and they were once again greeted by the murderous threesome.
A few ruthless bandits summoned their remaining energy and led men and horses to meet the enemy, but they had lost their organization and were easily crushed. There were no casualties in this wave of Ye Qingfang.
The battle between cavalry and cavalry is so cruel. Whoever can cause greater casualties to the enemy will quickly tip the scales, opening up a huge gap in a short period of time, resulting in a brilliant victory or a tragic defeat.
When the third wave rushed into the formation, no bandits dared to face Liu, Guan, and Zhang. They fled in panic as if they had lost their souls. In just half a quarter of an hour, they entered the final stage of chasing north.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Fangbiao came to report: "The enemy has killed forty, thirty of the cavalry have surrendered, and thirty more are far away. What shall I do, my lord?"
Ye Qing sat on the horse and comforted the active war horse. He didn't answer at first, but only asked: "How many casualties are there?"
"Five people died, three people were seriously injured, and seven people were slightly injured. Five of the non-commissioned officers were slightly injured." Zhang Fangbiao said, looked around, and lowered his voice: "The five people who died were all Zhuojun soldiers. The mark is
After checking it, I found that the sword is not decisive enough, and I don’t have any armor..."
Ye Qing nodded, went to check on the three seriously injured people, and arranged for a few to return to Zhuo County first.
At this time, the cavalry had regrouped, and the pro-army troops were still calm. Many of the officers and soldiers, including Bao Zhi, were furious and looked at these surrendering troops ferociously - family feud and blood hatred.
Ye Qing's glance made these people's boiling blood cool down. This man was terrifying...
Ye Qing was somewhat satisfied. He rode up to the surrendered troops. They had all surrendered their armor and horses. Looking at them one by one, he instantly knew that they were old enemy soldiers whose hands were stained with countless blood.
He immediately sneered: "Bao Zhi, kill all these people."
Bao Zhi immediately led the person over with bloodshot eyes. A man named Tiezi laughed, rushed towards the person, and slashed at him with a knife: "Do you still remember my sister?"
This person could have stretched out his arms to block him, but he was cut open with his arms, blood spattered, and he screamed: "What is your sister? I don't know her at all..."
"Lujiacun, have you forgotten? My surname is Lu." Lu Tie slashed at him again and again, blood and flesh flying: "My surname is Lu..."
The others all changed their colors, burst out, rushed in, and started killing. These thirty people screamed, complained, interceded, begged for mercy, and resisted in vain, and were killed in an instant.
At this time, everyone was stunned and subconsciously avoided the angle, not daring to look any further.
After the killing, the scene became more deserted. The fifty remnants of the army vented their hatred and fear, but stood blankly for a while. When Ye Qing glanced over, they all knelt down: "I thank you so much, and I will repay you with my life..."
…”
Ye Qing said: "There is no need to fight to the death to retaliate. Can you follow me to kill the enemy and continue to avenge this great revenge?"
"willing, willing"
Ye Qing laughed when he heard this, knowing that this was a momentary situation that forced him to do so. As long as these people remained calm, some of them would hesitate to leave...
"But why do I need these people to return to my heart? Just one night is enough... In half a month, if there are still those who have different minds, I will kill them. I will never leave hidden dangers to the evolution of the other world..."
Ye Qing's expression changed slightly, and there were nearly a thousand infantrymen approaching... Unfortunately, they were late.
Thinking like this, he laughed and looked around the crowd: "There are still a thousand rogue infantry in front of us. These are all weaklings. Do you dare to rush into battle with me again?"
"Willing to die for the general"
Thousands of regular troops can be captured at night, let alone thousands of rogue bandits.
Seeing the looming figure appear, fine raindrops fell down, hitting the helmet with a crisp sound. Ye Qing shouted: "Charge"
The cry suddenly broke through the uneasy silence, followed immediately by the sound of horse hooves, which kicked up the mud that had become slippery due to rain, shaking the nearby night sky.
The rebels on the front fired a few arrows here and there, and then began to run away, trying to escape the charging front.
There weren't even screams or wailings. The cavalry's impact had tons of power. Once the flesh in the way was knocked out, the crisp sound of broken bones was heard in the air.
Wherever the long sword was directed, with a wave of the hand, several heads flew out, and one even saw the face. The facial features were clear, including the young face, the bloodshot eyeballs, and the fear that penetrated the bones of the eyes that were still alive.
The charge continued, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. Some people still wanted to resist, using simple swords and spears, but soon, these resistance met with a one-sided massacre.
This army of nearly a thousand rebels collapsed faster than Ye Qing imagined. Soon the battle turned into a one-sided massacre. The rebels fled for their lives, ignoring orders at all.
Suddenly, there were shouts of killing, the enemy army was cut into pieces, and the enemy's corpses quickly piled up. The cavalry quickly dispersed to intercept the fleeing soldiers, and the infantry of the officers and soldiers behind them rushed forward.
In just a moment, a large number of living people were instantly turned into piles of flesh and blood. The wind brought the stench of blood and even urine into the air from time to time. There were screams and howls, and there was a continuous sound of weapons piercing and breaking through muscles and bones.
All this finally caused the thief to completely collapse.
"Kneel down and don't kill, kneel down and don't kill," the cavalry shouted, and the situation gradually came under control.
The rain was falling, and the air was filled with a disgusting fishy smell. Some people were moaning one after another, and they were patrolling back and forth.
There were still about 400 bandit soldiers kneeling on the ground intact.
The battle was over, but the killing was still going on. More than a dozen corpses were scattered on the ground. Ye Qing was secretly glad that none of his sergeants were killed this time.
At this time, he could see the rogue camp from a distance. Ye Qing climbed to a high place and looked at the rogue camp. Under the dark night, the camps were brilliant for several miles, with a black and red atmosphere in the sky and a huge ocean tide.
Ye Qing narrowed his eyes, feeling secretly afraid.
The military spirit is mixed with the people's spirit. The scale is really astonishing. It takes several Ye families in the main world to reach this level.
The world in this world only adds to the power system of the Three Kingdoms on one side, and on the other side it must be supported by real materials.
As far as Ye Qing knows, the Han Dynasty was not far from the Qin Dynasty, and the idea of farming and warfare was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The integration of peasants and soldiers was very obvious. Twenty-three years of labor, twenty-three years of service, and at the same time there was an obligation to serve as a soldier. The first year was a guard, which was the form of a militia.
, in the second year you will be a talent officer, knight, this is the reserve system
The rogue bandits in the Han Dynasty were all of sufficient quality in terms of soldier quality. This gave Cao Cao the room to recruit bandits on a large scale and form elite Qingzhou soldiers.
For the rogue bandit state, the real problems lie in two aspects - military food supply and organization.
Thinking like this, Guan and Zhang were puzzled: "What is eldest brother doing?"
"This is Wang Qi." Ye Qing looked past the glorious camp and stared at the burning city.
The red light illuminated half of the sky, the crackling of flames, the chaotic sound of running, the noisy voices of people... merged into a purgatory-like symphony.
The mirror of the deep water in the heart clearly showed that at the dilapidated gate of the city, waves of thieves and bandits were vying to get in. In the crowd, they even started fighting over who should be the first...
Ye Qing glanced at the city gate, then turned around and stared at the city gate, frowning: "There is no order? Doesn't it mean that Cheng Yuanzhi established a law enforcement team, where are the people?"
After carefully observing the city gate for a moment, he turned to observe the rogue camp and compared the military atmosphere in the city with that outside the city... That's it.
Looking back at the sergeant, he told Zhang Fangbiao: "When the sergeants are tired from killing the enemy, they all go to the lee of the mountain to dismount and rest, and feed and water the horses... Pick out the leaders among the descending soldiers. There is no need to be secretive. Let the remaining soldiers take them."
Originally all the leaders were killed.”
"If there are any left, hit all the wounded thieves on the battlefield with last hits."
"Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed immediately."
Zhang Fangbiao grasped his lord's intention in an instant, and felt that he was in agreement. He led the team with a long knife in his hand, staring coldly down, ready to suppress at any time. As this order was passed on, the crowd of surrendering troops suddenly changed color and became commotion. There were two leaders.
He shouted: "Brothers, don't believe them, they want to kill us all..."
Before he could finish his words, several sharp whistling sounds were heard, and the two men fell down in response to the sound, with several arrows piercing into their bodies.
Everyone was silent for a moment. For a moment, there was a continuous sound of killing, and there was a dull sound of last-minute strikes. The groans of hundreds of wounded soldiers who were still alive gradually died out. All the unruly soldiers were killed on the spot, and the surrounding areas were stained with blood.
red.
"That's enough... I just need these surrendering bandits to be wary of each other and not be able to twist a rope, so that I can have no worries... It's obvious that they are being used as cannon fodder, but these people have killed their comrades, and can they still return to the bandits? Are they treasonous?
It doesn’t matter, they’re just cannon fodder, and we’ll force them into the battle later to see how many of them can survive.”
With this thought, white air fills the air. Jin De is white, and it is the master of killing. This is in line with the White Emperor's way.