"Qing Yijie Guizhang seems to be planning to leave. Go and hang Dong Xiang's body in front of the Xiaoling Mountain position. Don't let him always attack Daling Mountain. Lang Tan and Sun Dazhi are having a hard time dealing with it."
Yun Zheng couldn't help but sigh when he said these words. Qing Yi Jie Guizhang's weakness is that he attaches great importance to love and righteousness. In many cases, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and his emotions can easily affect his judgment.
"Azhe, if my body is hung at the front of the enemy's position by the enemy in the future, you must start running for your life without saying a word. If I die, everything will stop. A skin is not worth the damage to even one of your little fingers. That thing
There is no meaning. Keeping my appearance in your heart is far better than risking your life to snatch the body back. The dead Yunzheng is worthless, it is just a piece of inedible meat."
The shortcomings of people like Jiang Zhe and Wu Jie are also the same. Such people are great as friends, but they are not suitable to be the commander of an army. If they are not careful, they will be blinded by emotions and lead their subordinates into the gate of hell.
Seeing that Jiang Zhe still wanted to argue, Yun Zheng smiled and said: "When your body is hung there, I might order trebuchets to bombard it with gunpowder bombs. So, do you treat my body well?"
You have to be so serious."
Jiang Zhe looked at Yunzheng and sighed: "War will not stop until it completely destroys the most beautiful things in the world." After saying this very correct saying, he led his men to Xiaoling.
Walking towards the mountain position, Lang Tan and Sun Dazhi's position had changed hands twice.
The battlefield is as chaotic as a porridge pot, and Qing Yijie Guizhang is the big spoon that stirs the porridge pot. He can always launch the most determined attack at the weakest point of the Song army at the most appropriate time.
"Leave, we must leave. Tanzanian, you go and rescue Jie Biao. Blind Yao is crazy now. We have more casualties than the Song Army. We can't expose the army to the flat open space like this. I'm going to attack the Song Army."
Trebuchet, that thing is too lethal to us."
Qing Yijie Guizhang spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, replaced a long knife, and cut off his long hair that had hung down to obstruct his vision. This was already the sixth sword he had used up, and his war horse had also been replaced by four.
The armor on his body was also in tatters and covered with a thick layer of blood.
"No! This bastard Jie Biao should have died in the battle. If he hadn't disobeyed the command and abandoned the defense of our left wing without permission, we would have been trapped here by the Song Army!" Tanzania was in the same embarrassment, but his anger was still strong.
"Tanzanaraji, this is not the time to argue. The fact that Jie Biao fought hard with the Song Army shows that he has not betrayed and is still our brother. How can you not rescue your brother when he is in trouble? Forget it, you go attack the Song Army.
Trebuchet, I'm going to rescue Jie Biao. Remember to spread out your troops and don't crowd them into a bunch. As long as you can get close to the trebuchet, the Song army will be vulnerable.
Qing Yi Jie Guizhang patted Tan Zang on the shoulder, raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards the place where Jie Biao and Xi Yao were fighting.
Blind Yao slashed at Jie Biao's leather shield again and again, shouting "Die" with each slash! Jie Biao could hardly lift his left arm, but he still protected his body with his leather shield as if going crazy.
Rushing towards Xianyao, he had long forgotten his fear, and only wanted to kill the traitor who had put him in a place of no return.
Long Tieqiao sneered and struck Jie Biao's leather shield with a thick flail. With just one blow, Jie Biao fell outwards. The skeleton behind the leather shield was torn apart, and the bones in Jie Biao's forearm had been pierced.
With his skin exposed, he stood up with difficulty, holding the long knife in his right hand and still fiercely attacking Blind Yao, but this time he had no protection and just wanted to chop the knife on Blind Yao's body. He no longer expected to kill him.
This traitor, he just wants to let Blind Yao know that Jie Biao is not a traitor.
Blind Yao smiled coldly and swung his knife to block Jie Biao's long knife. He squatted down for a moment and used his free left arm to pinch Jie Biao's throat and waved him casually. Jie Biao was thrown into a pit.
After being thrown to pieces, Jie Biao stood up. Blind Yao's big hand accurately pinched his throat and lifted him out. He roared: "You bastard who doesn't know the current affairs, I'm kind enough to invite you to join us."
Drinking wine and eating a lot of meat, you, the bastard son of a yak, don't appreciate it. I ask you again, do you want to surrender?"
When Jie Biao spoke, he could only spit out a mouthful of foam. Blind Yao looked at the bloody foam that Jie Biao spat on his hand and smiled ferociously: "Since you asked for death, I will not let you die. I will sacrifice you to the supervisor Li
Chang, he has the custom of making wax figures, he will definitely like it very much."
Jie Biao wanted to curse angrily, but Blind Yao almost strangled Jie Biao to death with his hands. Seeing Jie Biao's tongue sticking out, his eyeballs were protruding and he was about to die. Blind Yao was so happy that he almost forgot about the people around him.
Everything, not even Long Tieqiao's shout could be heard.
He only felt a lightness in his arm, and then severe pain came over him like a tide. Only then did he realize that his left arm had flown into the air, and the ferocious Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang unexpectedly emerged from the midst of thousands of troops.
Killing straight towards him, there was a wave of blood wherever he went. Only one of the two long knives was left. The other long knife flew over and cut off his own arm, and then slashed his bodyguard on the face.
The blind medicine soul flew into the sky, and he, who was so brave just now, dared to face Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang, howled and crawled back, and Jie Biao fell to the ground and saw Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang.
He couldn't help but cover his throat and shout: "Kill the traitor first, and then kill me! I want to watch him die!"
There was no expression on Qingyi Jieguizhang's face. Looking at Xianyao and Longtieqiao who were running around, he slashed to death an ignorant Moershuiba warrior with a knife. He jumped off his horse and killed Jiebiao with just a stretch of his hand.
Pulling him out of the pit, he threw him onto the back of a war horse, pointed in the direction of Xiaoling Mountain and said: "Go over there, let's break out of Xiaoling Mountain!" After saying this, he slapped the war horse on the buttocks.
Biao left.
Feeling ashamed and frightened, Jie Biao yelled: "A Zhang!" and was quickly led away by the war horse.
Qingyi Jieguizhang watched Jiebiao walk away, and when he heard the sound of "Azhang", a smile finally appeared on his cold face. No matter what, Jiebiao was still his brother, and he deserved to save him.
He leaned over and pulled out the sword from the face of the dead blind medicine guard, and walked slowly on the battlefield, like a lion walking among sheep. Whenever he saw his subordinates in crisis, he would go there to rescue him. Originally, he would go there to rescue his subordinates.
The defeat was so complete that Munro's corner gradually stabilized its position and became both offensive and defensive again, with a well-founded advance and retreat. The Moershuiba clan's morale was low after they escaped from the Blind Yaolong Iron Bridge.
In an instant, he changed from the pursuer to the hunted. The brave Qing Yijie Guizhang even tried to launch two charges to the high ground where Yunzheng was located.
Liang Ji was repelled by the crossbow attack, but Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang slapped him on the left shoulder with the back of his knife and was carried back.
It wasn't until countless gunpowder bombs roared and fell from the sky that Qingyi Jieguizhang led the group of people to disperse and run backwards. Amidst the roar of the bombs and the dark red flames, Qingyi Jieguizhang
He was running like a lion. He could always avoid the gunpowder bombs for a moment and walk on the right road. Those gunpowder bombs seemed to have eyes and never bothered him. When he walked out of the smoke-filled road in darkness,
When they were at the forward position, the Qingtang people burst out with shouts like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. At this moment, they really thought that a god was possessed by Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang.
"Damn it, ever since I failed in my virtue, I have known that there will always be this bastard possessed by the God of War on this battlefield. He will use a crossbow. The speed of the gunpowder bombs falling to the ground is too slow. This guy closes his eyes.
He can avoid arrows, and gunpowder bullets pose no threat to him. Except for extremely fast things like the Eight Ox Crossbow, it is really difficult to kill him on the battlefield."
This war happened right under Yun Zheng's eyes. He could see it clearly from a high slope. Seeing Qing Yi's Gui Zhang, he turned the tide of the battle almost in an instant. For the first time, he showed the value of a fierce general.
He made a new assessment. Previously, he thought that the meaning of the word fierce general was not much different from that of the word cannon fodder.
Dong Xiang's corpse was hung on a high pole on Daling Mountain. It looked like a big lantern from a distance. Qing Yijie Guizhang saw it and knew that it was Dong Xiang's corpse. The table-sized "Dong Xiang's corpse"
He still recognized the four boldface characters. He just looked at them calmly and continued to urge the army to continue to attack Xiaoling Mountain again and again. War is like this. A nail is hit with a hammer, and the nail cannot be knocked into the wood.
, then just hit the hammer a few more times.
Lang Tan was already feeling exhausted. These Qingtang people seemed to have forgotten about life and death and were attacking with reckless abandon. They dared to attack the hillside on foot with only a saddle on their backs. The trenches dug in advance were almost destroyed.
Even after the corpses were filled up, those people still didn't flinch at all. Before one wave of people were dead, another wave of people rushed forward impatiently, while the third wave of people down the mountain had already formed a formation and were ready to go.
Sun Dazhi's sidecar was covered with arrows, as dense as hedgehog thorns. These arrows were wrapped in suet and burning with raging fire. One rocket didn't matter, but tens of millions of rockets were enough to destroy the small mountain.
There is almost no foothold on the mountain, and open flames are the biggest threat to weapons such as gunpowder bombs. Spontaneous explosions have occurred on the position more than once. For this reason, Lang Tan and Sun Dazhi had to withdraw from the position three times to wait for the Qingtang people.
After attacking, use gunpowder bombs to blow up the hilltop again. Not only will the enemy be killed, but the fire will also be put out.
Seeing the rockets on the position once again covered the hilltop, Lang Tan and Sun Dazhi had to order to withdraw from the position. Jiang Zhe's reinforcements had arrived. There was no need for them to fight with these Qingtang people again. It would be Jiang Zhe's turn next time.
This new force continues to struggle with the Qingtang people. (To be continued)