capital.
The clouds are rolling in, giving people a sense of suffocation as the dark clouds are overwhelming the city.
Emperor Shang personally issued an order for the Common King to lead the remnants of the Rakshasa Army to Chishui to block the Mobei West Road army from crossing the river. The naked conspiracy was bound to force the death of Dashang, the youngest King of Martial Arts.
Throughout the ages, it is not uncommon for generals to stick to their guns and perform almost impossible tasks in order to achieve some strategic purpose that can affect the overall situation.
However, it was all under forced circumstances. The emperor had no choice but to give the order, and the general was willing to die.
Chishui, in terms of strategic importance, is far from being lost.
Chishui, not Baidi City, once lost, would have an impact on the entire war. The location of Chishui, in the eyes of Mobei and Dashang soldiers, was just a river.
Therefore, before Emperor Shang gave the order, neither Great Shang nor the Eight Tribes of Mobei took Chishui seriously.
Just when Emperor Shang ordered the Rakshasa Army to stop the enemy in Chishui, to the west of Dashang, the Southwest Army, Xuanjia Army, and the Rakshasa Cavalry led by Luo Xiao were still hurrying on their way because they had just experienced a big battle. , coupled with the transportation of grain, grass and baggage, the overall march of the army was very slow.
Emergency marches rarely happen unless necessary.
In front of the Southwest Army, the two princes Zhu Qingge and Han Chengzhi were chatting and laughing. They had just won a battle and were obviously in a good mood.
No one thought that great changes had taken place in the capital city of Dashang. An imperial decree would require a King Wu and more than 20,000 Rakshasa soldiers to die to clarify their ambitions.
"My king."
The remnants of the Rakshasa Army looked at the king in front of them one by one, waiting for his order.
"gone."
In front of the army, Huanzhu mounted his horse and led his army towards Chishui.
More than 20,000 remaining people followed in a mighty manner and rushed to Chishui together.
at the same time.
In front of the army on Mobei West Road, Lord Bai Di led the army northward, getting closer and closer to Chishui.
"Maharaja."
At this moment, a spy came on horseback and reported respectfully, "There are traces of the Rakshasa Army ahead, and they seem to be heading towards Chishui."
"Rakshasa Army?"
Lord Bai Di looked stunned when he heard the news. For a moment, he was unable to react.
What's the meaning?
The Commoner King and the Rakshasa Army are trying to cross the Chishui River, and are they trying to prevent them from crossing the Chishui River?
Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?
There are plains all around. There are only more than 20,000 Rakshasa Army remnants, which are not enough to kill his more than 50,000 cavalry in a single charge.
"Explore again."
After a brief moment of surprise, Lord Bai Di came back and ordered, "Look what they are going to do!"
"yes!"
The spy took the order and immediately rode away.
One day later, in front of Chishui, within ten miles where the water level and flow rate were the lowest, Huanzhu led his army to arrive first.
The officers and soldiers of the Rakshasa Army fell silent as they looked at Chishui blocking the road ahead.
This is their burial place.
In front of the army, he reined in his horses, looked at the chishui flowing eastward in front of him, and said, "Leave five thousand soldiers, and the rest will cross the river."
"Crossing the river?"
When a captain heard King Wu's order, he looked shocked and said in disbelief, "King Wu, your Majesty's order is for us to prevent the Mobei West Road army from crossing the river."
"Didn't I ask you to keep five thousand people?"
Huanzhu said something, reined in his horse, turned around and looked at the soldiers in the rear, and ordered, "The whole army obeys the order. Those who have parents at home should come out; those who have wives and children at home, come out; and those who have only sons at home, come out. "If there is a wife in the family but no heirs yet, go out to the army; if the father and son are both in the army, the son will go out to the army; if both brothers are in the army, the younger brother will go out to the army!"
Under the military order, a famous soldier in the army, although he did not understand why, still carried out the order without any hesitation. Hundreds or thousands of soldiers lined up in an orderly scene, neat and simple, without any sloppiness.
If generals live and die together, military orders are like mountains.
"Everyone who comes out of the queue must cross the river immediately."
Huanzhu looked at a famous soldier who was coming out, with a gentle look on his face, and said, "The rest of the soldiers will stay here with me!"
"King Wu!"
At this moment, the soldiers realized what was going on and looked anxious.
"This is an order."
Huanzhu said in a deep voice, "Don't you even listen to my orders?"
In front of the army, a famous general and the Rakshasa army officers looked at each other, and they all fell silent.
"Cross the river!"
Huanzhu stepped out of the way and ordered again, "Hurry up, the Mobei West Road army is almost here."
This time, the officers and soldiers of the Rakshasa Army did not hesitate any longer. With the soldiers' blessings in their eyes, they endured their grief and walked into the Chishui River one after another.
Chishui, which is not considered to be vast, is like the River of Forgetfulness at this moment, isolating yin and yang and demarcating life and death.
However, a Rakshasa Army soldier whose name was left behind was so calm, without any fear on his face.
Nineteen thousand Rakshasa soldiers crossed the river one after another, and the remaining 4,300 soldiers stayed on the other side of the river, and the number was even less than 5,000.
However, enough is enough.
Faced with the impact of the Mobei Iron Cavalry, twenty thousand would be death, five thousand would be death too.
"Brothers, are you afraid?"
In front of Chishui, Huanzhu looked at the 4,300 Rakshasa Army officers and soldiers left behind and asked seriously.
"Not afraid."
All the soldiers shook their heads and responded in unison.
"King Wu, we should have died in the Acropolis. We have survived for so many more days, which is enough."
An older veteran of the Rakshasa Army smiled and replied, "Besides, my son is in the army and has earned a lot of military exploits. If he goes back this time, he will be made a centurion. Think about it, he will be proud of his ancestors. "
"The centurion is enough. Old man Chang, you really don't have great ambitions."
Next to him, another veteran of the Rakshasa Army raised his head and said proudly, "My son will be a captain of thousands in the future, or even a marquis!"
"Blow it, and you will be granted the title of marquis. If your son can be granted the title of marquis, my son can be granted the title of king!"
In the crowd, several old guys who had fought together for many years couldn't help but laugh at the two of them. They were noisy and the scene looked very warm.
Huanzhu looked at everyone with a smile on his face and said, "I will accompany you all in this battle."
"King Wu, you should cross the river."
The veteran who had spoken before said seriously, "King Wu, you are still young. Unlike us, you have already lived a long life. You are only in your twenties and you don't need to die here with us."
"Yes, King Wu, please cross the river!"
"King Wu, cross the river!"
All the soldiers echoed in succession, and their sincere eyes were so touching.
Before life and death, the purity shows sincerity.
"Need not."
Huanzhu looked at everyone, shook his head slightly, and said with a gentle expression, "I, the king, will accompany you in this final battle!"
