It's not that they can't be seen, but they are bustling with each other, one after another, with no formation at all.
"What's going on with you? How did you end up like this?" Doudou lectured with a fierce face. The soldiers who were close to him were so frightened that their legs trembled, their lips trembled, and they couldn't even utter a single word.
After all, Doudou is considered a first-class killer. There will definitely be a lot of blood on his hands, and his sullen face is definitely scary.
"Ou, Mr. Ouyang, you, your speed is too fast, we can't keep up." The soldiers were so stared at that they could only say.
Woohoo, sir, you have great martial arts skills and can travel thousands of miles a day, but you can't do it!
Well, Doudou's ears turned red, but he would never admit his mistake.
"So, it's my fault?" Doudou imitated Uncle Nine Emperors, slowed down his speech, and looked at Bing who was speaking coldly. Bing was so frightened that Bing quickly shook his head: "No, no, it's me. It's our usual fault."
Not enough training.”
It was their fault that they dared to go up to the peak. All the mistakes were their fault. According to their speed, they were already fast in the army, but they didn’t expect that Mr. Ouyang was faster. This speed was too terrifying. Walking on the snow
The legs are almost touching the ground.
"Hmph..." Doudou snorted coldly: "Gather after two sticks of incense, and those who fall behind will follow up."
Doudou was calm, but her heart was pounding, wondering if delaying two sticks of incense would do anything bad.
It's really annoying. These soldiers are so useless. They can't even walk well. They look so big that they can't eat anything.
Doudou scolded these soldiers in his heart, and also complained that Feng Qingchen was too useless and the soldiers he raised were of poor quality.
And these 1,100 soldiers were also complaining that this young man who came to show off his military merits had no idea of the sufferings of the world. He didn't know that they were wearing armor and carrying a big sword.
Their entire outfit weighs dozens of kilograms, and if they are walking in the snow, they will fall if they lose their balance. How fast can they go under such circumstances?
They started running as soon as they set off. They almost ran out of breath and couldn't keep up with the speed of this young man.
After two sticks of incense, everyone gathered together, but Doudou was dumbfounded as he looked at the soldiers who were as tired as dogs, and greeted Feng Qingchen in his heart again.
How did Feng Qingchen train his troops? These people were worse than the new killers in their killer hall.
Sweat... Doudou doesn't even think about how the killers are selected, how they are trained, and how these soldiers are trained. How can this be compared?
When everyone was gathered, Doudou said no more, directly ordered everyone to follow, and continued to move forward.
The soldiers wiped their sweat silently, not even daring to say a word, so they followed Doudou obediently. Although the pace was slower than before, it was still very difficult for these soldiers.
The road ahead consumed them too much energy. They had not yet adjusted their breath and continued on the road. Everyone was a little overwhelmed. The speed of everyone behind them was getting slower and slower. When they saw that the required time was getting closer and closer, they left.
Three-quarters of the way.
Doudou was so anxious that he kept scolding these useless soldiers in his mind for holding him back. Looking back at the soldiers who were out of breath from exhaustion, Doudou knew in his heart that these people were just rushing over.
There is no way to fight anymore.
Instead of wasting time here, it would be better for him to go there first.
Doudou stopped, and the soldiers behind him also stopped, and they all looked at Doudou in confusion.
Without waiting for anyone to ask, Doudou ordered everyone to continue walking. He took the first step to check the situation in front.
"Master Ouyang, isn't this good?" The soldier following Doudou was actually Doudou's deputy.
Feng Qing was still worried about Doudou, fearing that if Doudou didn't know how to lead troops, something would go wrong.
"What's wrong? You bring them here a little later. They can't fight like this. Let them rest first." Although Doudou doesn't know how to lead troops, he still has eyes.
Uh... The deputy looked at Doudou with a troubled expression.
When leading troops to reinforce, how can a leader go there alone, while they go their own way behind? Is this still called leading troops?
But Doudou didn't care about this. After giving the order, he disappeared into the snow after a few ups and downs.
The deputy looked at the sky speechlessly...
It is indeed the first time for this young master to lead troops. This is extremely irresponsible.
"Let's keep walking. Slow down and keep your breath together as we walk. Don't make any mistakes." The deputy had no choice but to take on the important task of leading the troops and let everyone follow him and continue moving forward.
It is better to arrive late than to hurry up. Running to the front line without any combat effectiveness will only drag down your companions.
Whether Doudou did this was right or wrong, because when he arrived, Feng Qingchen's troops had already fought with Beiling's vanguard.
As soon as Beiling's vanguard troops reached the fighting range, the private soldiers poured oil on the ground. The vanguard troops were not paying attention for a moment, their feet slipped and they fell directly to the ground. Feng Qingchen's men took the opportunity to rush forward and aimed at these soldiers with their swords.
People cut it off.
If you look carefully, you will find that Feng Qingchen's private army has been prepared for a long time. They tied a piece of cloth in the middle of the soles of their shoes. This piece of cloth can help them stand firm on the oily ice.
The Beiling Pioneer Army was caught off guard. They almost sat on the ground and were slaughtered by Feng Qingchen's private army. Several people stood up and fell down quickly, without the ability to fight back at all.
But this only happened in a moment. When the Beiling Pioneer Army came to their senses, Feng Qingchen's private army had no advantage.
"Take off your coat and spread it on the ground." Beiling's soldiers were not vegetarians. After seeing their situation clearly, the leader immediately gave the order.
There were also a few smart ones who stood directly on the bodies of their dead companions.
"Kill, kill these remnants of the previous dynasty." The Beiling Pioneer Army suffered a big loss, felt angry, and immediately counterattacked.
Upon seeing this, Feng Qingchen's private soldiers were not willing to fight and immediately dispersed in all directions. The vanguard army discovered their intention and immediately swarmed up to outflank them.
The pioneer officer sat on horseback and commanded: "Don't let them escape, surround them. You guys go shovel the snow and sprinkle the snow on the oil."
If there is oil on the ice, it will easily catch fire. However, this is not a terrible thing. As long as it is covered with snow and the oil on the ice is covered by ice, it will be fine.
When it comes to fighting in the snow, all the soldiers in Beiling are good at it. After all, they have always lived in such an environment and have natural geographical advantages.
"These Beiling barbarians are really difficult to deal with." Feng Qingchen's private soldiers were soon surrounded by the Beiling vanguard army, and they struggled to fight one by one.
After a period of training, their physical fitness had increased, but compared with the tough men like Beiling, they were still a little weaker. After a while, the encirclement became tighter and tighter.
The people surrounded in the middle secretly thought that something was wrong. They looked at the oil on the ground and it was almost covered by snow. They felt even more anxious. They gritted their teeth and said to the people hiding on both sides of the snowdrift: "Leave us alone and set fire!"
Even if they die, they will drag the Beiling Pioneer Army with them.
"No, it can't be done..." Upon hearing this, the brothers on the periphery tightened their hands on the fire folding bag, and their eyes turned red.
Do you know how many people in Beiling can be burned to death by this fire, but the brothers trapped in it will only die...