Luo Zhi had two capable generals, one named Modo and the other named Biqiu Shan. They had followed Luo Zhi for many years and had received guidance from Luo Zhi. They were both highly talented.
If Luo Zhi hadn't come from such a humble background, with Luo Zhi's ability, he would have become a general long ago.
If Luo Zhi hadn't come from such a humble background, with their abilities, they would be the worst generals of the fourth rank.
Fortunately, when time came, Luo Zhi became a military general under His Royal Highness King Lu, and the two of them also prospered.
Being able to go to the southwest this time is a good thing for both of them.
There is no need to attack the capital and die in vain, which is a good thing. After arriving in the southwest, the two people will definitely be entrusted with important tasks, which is the second thing.
If His Highness King Lu listens to the advice and stops attacking the capital within five or ten years, then not only will they be prosperous, but their whole family will be wealthy as well.
If His Highness King Lu establishes a country in the southwest, given their merits and abilities, it is not necessarily possible to be granted the title of Duke, but it is inevitable to be granted the title of Marquis.
Then, twenty or thirty years later, they will be the founders of the family, and fifty or sixty years later, their family may become a wealthy Loufan family.
These things have appeared in the minds of both of them more than once, and as brothers who have a life-and-death friendship, the two of them have also talked about these things in private, so they are both full of longing.
But now, their vision is becoming increasingly unclear.
Because of an opponent they cannot see, all their good expectations may come to nothing.
The unpredictable cavalry was not large in size, and after many days of pursuit, Modo and Biqiu Shan had already figured it out.
This cavalry only has six to seven thousand men, but they are extremely brave and good at fighting.
The man who commanded the cavalry was a young man, and judging from his appearance, he might be from Dongbo.
Based on this information, Modo and Biqiu Shan speculated that the team that came to burn, kill and loot under their banner might be the Fuyao camp they had heard of outside the capital.
The scary thing was not that Fuyao Battalion could not be found to fight this battle, but that Fuyao Battalion was looting and killing faster than them.
His Royal Highness King Lu's vanguard army was massacred without even resisting. On the one hand, they were drunk and unguarded, but on the other hand, it also showed how terrifying the Fuyao Camp was.
"This can't go on like this."
Modo took Bhikkhu aside to discuss.
"It's been more than ten days and I can't catch up."
He looked around and his voice became lower.
"If this continues, it will be difficult for Your Highness to seize the southwest land. The tribes there don't know that those who burned, killed and looted were Fuyao Camp sent by the imperial court. They only recognized it as His Highness's vanguard army."
"This will definitely arouse resistance from all tribes and cities. Those who were originally prepared to surrender to His Highness will now hesitate."
Biqiu Shan nodded when he heard these words: "I have thought about these things, but the Fuyao camp is so mysterious and mysterious. I can't understand why they can be so fast."
The 10,000 fine cavalry carried by the two people were already fast enough, and it was almost a day and night pursuit.
Ten days have passed and I still haven't caught up with Fuyao Camp. Everywhere I go, I see traces of Fuyao Camp's killings.
"The general has high hopes when he sends us two to chase him. If we two can't handle this, let alone you and me, even the general won't be able to hold his head high in front of His Highness."
"That's what you say, but there is no other way to catch up with us. It's not that we haven't tried our best, it's just that we still can't catch up even though we tried our best."
"Then go faster. The enemy can be faster, why can't we?"
"The enemy is capturing them all along the way. They have more horses than we do. We have one person and two horses, and they may have three or more horses now."
"Even if this is the case, they will be more tired than us if they have to fight."
Mo Duo said: "Let's go separately and tell the soldiers that if we work harder, we must catch up with Fuyao Camp within three days. Otherwise, His Highness will not be able to settle down in the southwest."
"good!"
Biqiu Shan responded: "Then be more ruthless."
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Individuals split up to boost the morale of the team. After a short rest, the cavalry team of 10,000 people set off again, but everyone's face was full of exhaustion that could not be concealed.
They couldn't guess why Lin Ye's team was so fast, because their brains were far less flexible than Lin Ye's.
On a high slope, covered by grass, Lin Ye lay on the grass and observed the cavalry team of Modo and Biqiu Mountain. Seeing the team passing quickly, Lin Ye immediately stepped back.
Behind this high slope, half of Fuyao Camp's troops were resting.
The reason why Lin Ye was faster than the enemy was because he and Xumi Jinghong led separate teams to fight.
When Lin Ye led more than 3,000 fuyao camp bandits to kill a group of people in this tribe, Xumi Jinghong led more than 3,000 people to the front, burning, killing and looting.
Then Lin Ye's people moved forward day and night, leaving a tribal camp in the past for Xumi Jinghong to continue killing, while their team went to the next tribe to slaughter.
There are many small tribes in the southwest, and even if they already know the news, they still can't take precautions.
Now, it was Xumi Jinghong's team that was attracting the rebel cavalry to pursue, and Lin Ye planned to let the rebel team pass, and he wanted to follow behind the cavalry.
"Tell the brothers to have a good sleep and set out again after dark."
After finishing speaking, Lin Ye went to the grass, closed his eyes and rested.
After nightfall, Lin Ye led the three thousand people and walked quickly along the place where the rebel cavalry had passed.
In the second half of the night, I saw lights shining in the distance, and I knew it was a temporary camp where the rebels were resting.
Lin Ye's men thought they would rush forward to fight, but Lin Ye ordered them to stop where they were.
They didn't know what to wait for, but no one dared to question Lin Ye's military order.
After waiting for less than an hour, the rebel camp over there suddenly became chaotic, and the light from the torches became denser, like a river of fire flowing around.
It was Xumi Jinghong's team that attacked the rebel camp, but Modo and Biqiu Shan had been prepared.
&nbs Xumi will not gain any advantage at all, and may be surrounded by the rebel cavalry, so he chooses to retreat, and how could the rebels who finally caught up with the Fuyao Battalion spit out the fat in their mouths?
He immediately concentrated his troops to pursue them.
At this time, Lin Ye drew the knife in his hand: "Kill!"
Three thousand fierce bandits rushed up from behind the troops of Modo and Biqiu Shan. The rebels who rushed forward did not expect that there were enemies behind them.
The rebel team was extremely exhausted, while Lin Ye's team had had a good rest. The gap in physical strength and energy between the two sides was becoming more and more obvious.
In less than half an hour, Lin Ye's team was firmly engaged in the rear of the rebels. The rebels were suddenly attacked and their formation was immediately pulled apart.
The rear of the team was stuck by Lin Ye and separated from the main group. When Modo and Biqiu Shan saw that something happened behind them and that the team was out of touch, they immediately ordered the team to turn back and rescue the rear team.
As soon as they turned around, Xumi Jinghong and his three thousand people also turned around.
In the dark night, the team was fighting more and more chaotically. Until they got closer, they didn't know whether the enemy they encountered was one of their own.
In fact, until the end of this kind of fighting, even Lin Ye could not completely restrain their team in what formation to fight, nor could he still make the team absolutely obey his command to fight.
But Lin Ye didn't care how many people died in Fuyao Camp, and Xumi Jinghong didn't care that much either.
But Modo and Biqiu Shan didn't care. From this point of view, Modo and Biqiu Shan lost from the beginning.
Killing from night to dawn, when Lin Ye found Xumi Jinghong, the guy had turned into a bloody man, with no other color on his body.
The blood on the hair is still dripping down along the hair, and the clothes can drip down with just a twist.
"Are you injured?"
Lin Ye rode his horse to Xumi Jinghong and asked. Xumi Jinghong shook his head and said, "No, what about you?"
Lin Ye also shook his head: "I'm fine."
Xumi Jinghong raised a human head in his hand and said, "We killed the leader, he should be a general."
Lin Ye raised the head in his hand and said, "What a coincidence, it's the same."
The two people looked at each other and smiled.
Using Loufan people to kill Loufan people is such a fun battle. You don't have to care about the casualties of your own team, let alone the enemy's casualties. You just kill. Anyway, even if Fuyao Battalion is wiped out in this battle, Lin
Ye doesn't feel bad either, because what Fuyao Camp should do has been done.
Now that the tribes in front are even migrating, it is impossible for them to accept Zong Zheng's invitation to surrender casually.
Originally, they thought that they would expand their strength along the way and successfully capture the thirteen cities in the southwest to stabilize their foothold. But now, Zong Zheng's plan has been unable to succeed smoothly.
Although the thirteen cities of Nana have not been reached yet, the nearest city is still nearly a hundred miles away.
But in those thirteen cities, it is estimated that no one will easily open the door to Zong Zhengxing.
Lin Ye and Xumi Jinghong gathered their men, and after taking inventory, they found that the fighting power of the gangsters in Fuyao Camp was stronger than they expected.
After the massacre along the way, there were still 6,000 bandits left. Half of them were killed in this battle. After the killings, only 3,000 people remained in Fuyao Camp, which originally had 8,000 people.
Therefore, Lin Ye had to admire this later rebel cavalry. It was not easy to maintain such fierce fighting power even when they were suddenly attacked.
The battle loss ratio was about one to three, with one bandit replacing three rebels.
"The leader of the army is amazing."
Xumi Jinghong looked at Lin Ye and said: "Zongzheng's prominent rebels were also gathered in a hurry. There are almost no regular troops. This cavalry is brave and good at fighting, but they don't have much time to train them. Even, they may not be better than yours."
The training time at Camp Fuyao is long.”
Lin Ye nodded, Xumi Jinghong's judgment was also his judgment.
The battle damage ratio looks pretty good, one to three...
But if the rebels are given a longer training time, the battle loss ratio between the Fuyao Battalion and the cavalry may even be one to two, which means both sides will lose.
What surprised Lin Ye and Xumi Jinghong even more was that no one in the cavalry escaped.
When those tribes were massacred before, once the tribe lost more than 10% or 20% of the people who could fight, they would have lost in terms of momentum. If it exceeded 30%, then a defeat was almost 90% inevitable.
This cavalry fought until the end, no one escaped and no one surrendered.
"Salute to the dead!"
Lin Ye turned around and gave an order.
"Whether they are our brothers or our enemies, they are all warriors."
Lin Ye used his scimitar and learned the way of Lou Fan, tapping the breastplate with the scimitar to show respect.
They didn't have time to clean up the battlefield, and Lin Ye was worried that the person who made suggestions for Zong Zheng would arrange more than one team to chase him.
"Go back to the capital!"
Lin Ye waved: "We have finished this battle and tried our best. Those who survive can go back and enjoy themselves!"
The gangsters of Fuyao Camp burst into cheers, and those who survived had the right to cheer.
This elusive cavalry collected all the valuables as quickly as possible and then galloped away into the distance.
In fact, Lin Ye guessed it right.
To be on the safe side, Luo Zhi selected another cavalry team of about 10,000 people to follow shortly after Modo and Biqiu Mountain set off with ten thousand fine cavalry. However, the subsequent team really did not expect that the team in front would run away.
so fast.
They were also trying their best to catch up, but not as hard as Modo and Biqiu Shan.
The team was nearly two days late. When they arrived, they saw eagles circling in the sky and wolves eating carcasses on the ground.
They drove away the wolves and found the heads of Modo and Biqiu Shan among the corpses everywhere.
Perhaps to express respect for the two generals, the heads were placed on a relatively high place and covered with something, and their two scimitars were placed next to the heads.
Later, the rebels gathered around and looked at the tragic battlefield in silence.