"I would rather die in Henan than go to Liaodong!"
"Better die in Henan than go to Liaodong!" Accompanied by desolate and tragic shouts, the rebels began to move forward. Regardless of the front and rear groups, a total of 60,000 soldiers and horses pressed against the army several times their size like a mountain.
.The pace is neat and the will is firm.
"They are simply committing suicide by doing this!" Yu Wenshiji heard the generals behind him talking. This time, he did not agree with everyone's opinions. He moved forward in no order, without first suppressing the shooting of the archers.
There is a serious shortage of huge shields and heavy armored infantry. According to common sense analysis, the rebels are indeed seeking death. But this behavior that seems to be seeking death is filled with a kind of heroic spirit that regards death as home. This kind of heroic spirit suppressed the Sui Dynasty.
The officers and soldiers could not raise their heads, and their arms holding the bows were shaking.
A person who can train tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in such a uniform manner within a few months is definitely not a reckless man. Yu Wenshiji felt cold in his heart, and there was a vague sense of fear. This is not a reckless person.
It was a good sign. Even when he was deep in Liaodong last year and followed his brothers to fight thousands of miles away, he had never felt this way. Subconsciously he looked up at Li Xu, the backbone of the Xiongwu Camp. Yu Wenshiji found that the expression on his face was as gloomy as his own.
, with a hint of admiration in his gloom. He knew that he was right. Xuzi was lacking in intrigues in the officialdom, but his ability to predict and grasp the battle situation far exceeded that of many veterans on the battlefield. At this time, even his expression changed.
The change shows that the battle before us is indeed full of dangers.
"Brother Shiji, do you know that person?" Li Xu pointed with the tip of his knife more than 170 steps away and asked in a low voice. He was referring to the enemy general. In a moment, the rebel array had already moved towards
After advancing nearly a hundred steps, the white-bearded old general galvanized his horse and walked in the first row of the phalanx.
"I think I've seen it before, but it's too far away to confirm!" Yuwen Shiji replied sucking his gums. Last night, his father's intention to take credit from others was so obvious. Xuzi actually called him Shiji brother. This made him feel very surprised.
, and very hesitant.
Yuwen Shiji was very nostalgic for the feeling expressed in the three words "Brother Shiji" because he didn't know how long this warm feeling could be preserved. This kind of warmth stirred in his chest, and even the enemy soldiers radiated
The murderous aura that came out seemed to have been diluted a lot. He hit the awning with his hands and looked into the distance again. As the distance between the rebels and the main army got closer and closer, he finally identified the identity of General Whitebeard.
"Xu Zi, this is Li Zixiong, the former Youwei General Li Zixiong!" Yu Wenshiji was so nervous that his tone changed when he heard his voice. Li Zixiong was a battlefield veteran with the same name as his father. Because his last name was too bad, he was dismissed by the current emperor.
He was expelled from the army. In anger, this man defected to Yang Xuangan. Among the rebels, he was the only general who had actual combat experience before the rebellion.
"Li Zixiong, is he very famous?" Li Xu's next question almost made Yu Wenshiji breathless. He finally understood why Xu Zi only showed respect for the enemy on his face, but not the same as himself.
The reason for the tension. This stupid guy who knows nothing about officialdom has no idea what kind of person Li Zixiong is. No matter how famous the other party is, he sounds like an ordinary member of the rebels, no different from Li Mi and others.
Yu Wenshiji had no time to educate Xu Zi about the Sui military sects and factions. While he was talking to Li Xu, the enemy army had gradually entered the effective range of the infantry bow. With the shrill sound of the horn,
The sky began to darken again, and tens of thousands of feather arrows rose into the sky, and then fell with a roar. Most of them missed the target, and a few penetrated the thin cloth armor of the rebels, nailing the unfortunate ones to the ground.
The rebel formation instantly became a little uneven, but soon returned to order. The elites walking in the front row raised their shields to block themselves and the robes behind them. The recruits walking in the back row stepped on the corpses of the dead, filling in the
There was a vacancy in this formation. At the end of the team, thousands of archers stopped and drew their bows on the spot. The arrows intersected with those of the officers and soldiers in mid-air, and part of them collided and landed. The other part smashed into the formation of the officers and soldiers.
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"Woo--woo--woo!" The sound of the horn was like the hissing of a wounded beast, making people's hair stand on end. Both sides were blowing horns of attack, each one more horrifying than the other, and each one more unruly than the other.
Yu Wenshiji saw a small phalanx in front of his father breaking away from the main group and heading towards the enemy. At the front were three rows of infantrymen wearing heavy armor, holding giant shields, and broad-bladed swords. The fourth to tenth rows,
All have long arms.
The sky was full of flying long arrows, with hissing sounds like poisonous snakes spitting messages, falling from the sky, taking away lives. People on both sides of the enemy and ourselves continued to fall while marching, but the frequency of the soldiers' footsteps did not stop at all.
With blood and death as the bond, the distance between the rebels and the official forward slowly narrowed, slowly shortening to less than thirty steps. In order to avoid accidentally injuring one's own soldiers and horses, the arrow rain had to stop. Immediately afterwards
, there was another violent sound of war drums, and the enemy and our soldiers shouted loudly and accelerated forward.
The soldiers on both sides were about to come into contact, and Yu Wenshiji had a premonition that he was about to hear the roar when the two teams collided. He instinctively opened his mouth, preparing for the harsh impact. The expected impact was not heard.
The sound sounded as expected, and when he looked up, he was surprised to find that the enemy's formation suddenly changed. The huge phalanx was divided into two, and a small part continued to move forward, entangling the forward of the army. Most of them rushed diagonally to the left.
, followed Li Zixiong's war horse, and attacked the right wing of the official army.
"Tell me again, what was that old general's official position?" Li Xu suddenly turned around and shouted at Yuwen Shiji.
"General You Wuhou!" Yu Wenshiji responded in a loud voice. The sound on the battlefield was too noisy. Although the two of them were close to each other, they could only make the other party hear their words clearly by shouting.
"But because he offended His Majesty, that old general Li was demoted from his post to civilian status in Liaodong three months ago!" Li Xu anxiously waved his black knife and asked. He remembered that when he was immersed in military training in Liaodong,
I heard that a general was dismissed from his post. Rumors in the army suggested that the real reason for his dismissal was because his surname was Li, which coincided with the nursery rhyme. Xuzi remembered that she secretly laughed at the emperor for being too sensitive, as there were so many people with the surname Li in the world.
Are they all destined to be emperors?
"It's him, General Youwuwei Li Zixiong!" Yu Wenshiji replied anxiously, not understanding why the other party suddenly became talkative today. Then Li Xu's shout was drowned in the sound of gold and iron, and Li Zixiong led
The main force of the rebel army successfully broke through the interception of feather arrows and came into contact with the right wing of the official army. Both sides shouted loudly and the sound shook the sky.
Xuzi was pointing at the Chinese army, and the Chinese army was raising the command flag, ordering the left wing to move forward and swallow up the group of dead soldiers Li Zixiong left in the center of the battlefield entangled with his forward. The battle formation was about to start to rotate, swallowing up this group of dead soldiers.
After the group of dead soldiers, the left, right, and center armies of the Sui army will converge and completely surround Li Zixiong. The battle situation has developed to this point, and there is no suspense anymore, but why is Xu Zi's expression so anxious? Suddenly, Yu Wenshiji also realized
What? He gave his mount a whip and quickly rushed towards the central army.
"Don't--" he yelled at the top of his lungs. He tried his best to whip away the soldiers who were blocking the way. But it was too late. The drums sounded again. The left-wing soldiers and horses marched diagonally to the drums, drawing a perfect circle on the battlefield.
The fan covered the bait left by Li Zixiong from the flank.
Yu Wenshi Ji took his horse and ran back to the Xiongwu camp. The hundreds of thousands of troops were already on the move. With the order, no one could save them. A group of soldiers ran past his horse, but he avoided it blankly, and then shouted
The team ran by, but he ignored them, looking directly at his right wing through the crowd and through the smoke and dust that covered the sky.
The right wing of the battlefield shouted to kill Zhentian, but the officers and soldiers did not defeat Minzhuang. On the contrary, they were beaten back by Minzhuang. The right imperial guard general Zhang Jin and the right Wuhou general Zhao Xiaocai shouted orders and kept sending their own soldiers to escort them, but what happened?
It could not stop the collapse of the right-wing army.
"Brothers, stop fighting with the emperor. We can't go to Liaodong to die!" Li Zixiong took the lead and rushed into the ranks of the army. The generals, governors, and school lieutenants of You Wuhou evaded one after another, unwilling to step forward to meet the enemy.
The other party is the former General Youwuhou. He has been in charge of this army for many years and loves his soldiers like his own children. Half of the generals in the army have received favors from him.
After Li Zixiong was dismissed from office, Youwuhou only had generals and no generals.
Today, the general that our brothers have always remembered has returned, and behind him are tens of thousands of rebels!
On the battlefield, pity for the enemy is cruelty to oneself. The officers and soldiers of Youwuhou were unwilling to be cruel to their general, but the rebels behind the general would not show mercy to them. In an instant,
At the point where the two armies came into contact, a large piece of the right wing of the official army collapsed. Subsequently, the military formation disintegrated as fast as an avalanche, and the entire Youwuhou army collapsed.
The rebels followed closely the footsteps of the defeated ones, pushing them into the Right Guards like herding sheep. Faced with the rebels who threatened the safety of the formation, the Right Guards General Zhang Jin issued an interception order without hesitation. However, in
The soldiers of Marquis Youwu, who could not muster courage in front of the rebels, did not hesitate to raise their swords against those who dared to block their escape path.
The training level of You Wuhou's officers and soldiers was no worse than that of You Yuwei's brothers, and the armors on their bodies and the weapons in their hands were as sophisticated as those of You Yuwei's brothers. The two officers and soldiers were fighting each other in front of the rebels. In the blink of an eye,
In the meantime, the right wing of the army was in danger.
"General, General, the right wing, the right wing seems to be in danger!" Someone under the command finally noticed the seriousness of the situation and loudly reported to Yu Wenshu.
"Contact with the horn and ask generals Zhang and Zhao if they can withstand it!" Yu Wenshu frowned and ordered.
Can the rebels attack their right wing? Yu Wenshu doesn't believe that the right wing with two guardsmen and more than 40,000 people can't stop an attack by the rebels. In addition to acting as a rear guard, he has already sent the Xiongwu Camp, which has the worst training level, to
All the troops and horses were pressed to the front. As long as the left wing and the central army worked together to eat up the more than 20,000 rebels left by Li Zixiong in the center of the battlefield, the Sui army could form a circle end to end and completely wrap up the rebels under Li Zixiong.
central.
This is a perfect plan. They don't need the right-wing troops to defeat the main force of the rebels alone. They only need to withstand it and retreat ten thousand steps. As long as they don't collapse too early, they can persist until the remaining 60,000 brothers can defeat the 20,000 rebels in the center of the battlefield.
Once the army is eliminated, the mission has been completed.
"The right wing is too chaotic and there is no response!" the flag officer responsible for contacting all the troops on the battlefield reported loudly.
"Ask the brothers on the leather cart about the specific situation. Order the other brothers to speed up the attack!" Yu Wenshu's eyes flashed fiercely, and his low voice sounded like a snake hissing.
The lookout on the leather cart passed down the latest situation with a signal flag. The meaning expressed was very clear, but the flag officer beside Yu Wenshu turned pale in an instant. "General, the right wing, the right wing seems to support
I can’t stand it any longer. The general who came from the front to protect us asked, can we let the brothers from all walks of life retreat so that the naval archers can play a greater role?"
"Nonsense!" Yu Wenshu raised his hand and gave the flag officer a hug. He jumped off his horse and rushed towards the leather chariot not far away. "Even if 40,000 pigs were put on the battlefield for Li Zixiong to kill, he would still have to kill them.
Two hours!" He didn't believe the information sent back by the lookout. He wanted to see clearly the enemy's situation in person. The other party was just a group of farmers who had just raised their heads from the fields. What reason did they have to argue with the officers and soldiers?
enemy?
Jumped on the carriage and climbed up the ladder to the watch. Yu Wenshu pushed the lookout hand to the corner and personally checked the battlefield situation. He saw that less than one-third of his right-wing troops were left, and the bandits were like locusts.
Like this, they pushed forward along the large formation of the officers and soldiers. The number of officers and soldiers was twice that of the opponent. The officers and soldiers threw their weapons and shields to the enemy and fled in all directions. The soldiers of the Right Guards were fleeing at the front, and the soldiers of the Right Guards were chasing behind them.
It was Marquis Youwu. Behind Youwuhou's soldiers, they were being chased by bandits who had no armor and no luster on their weapons. Some of the bandits bent down while running. When they straightened up again, the weapons in their hands had begun to emit cold light.
It was a long sword that had no effect in the hands of the army. After the rebels got it, they became even more powerful.
Yu Wenshu felt his eyes go dark, and his throat was so sweet that he felt so sick. He swallowed back a mouthful of blood that rushed into his throat, pretending to be calm and looked at the front of the army. "I just need you to continue.
Hold on to half a stick of incense!" Yu Wenshu prayed in his heart, "In half a stick of incense, as long as half a stick of incense is enough, the brothers will definitely be able to annihilate the 20,000 remaining soldiers in front, kill the old thief Li Zixiong from behind, and chop off his head.
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He comforted himself, hoping that if he came to protect his son, Chen Leng and others could give him a satisfactory answer. But the scene not far ahead once again made his eyes darken. Twenty thousand, no, only the traitor who was in his early ten thousand was left.
The soldiers huddled together in a group, like ants in the rapids, under attack from a ring several times their size.
The officers and soldiers rushed forward with shouts, peeling off a layer of the outermost rebels. The inner rebels immediately raised their weapons and took the place of the dead robes. They stood shoulder to shoulder, back to back, and scrambled without panic.
They didn't even kneel down and beg for mercy. Except for the cry of "I'd rather die in Henan than go to Liaodong", they didn't even make any other noise. The only thing that expressed their anger was the wooden stick and bamboo hammer in their hands, held flat and steady.
The pointed tips all point outward. (To be continued)
