Feng Lin nodded, and he immediately had an idea. "Formation." Feng Lingao shouted. Two thousand soldiers and horses were left, and they quickly formed an iron barrel formation. After the soldiers formed an iron barrel formation, bad people would not be able to harm the soldiers so easily. Once they attack someone, other soldiers will attack them together.
Feng Lin was overjoyed when he saw that his troops had stabilized the situation. He immediately ordered the soldiers to form a charging formation. Two thousand soldiers and horses, taking the shape of an arrow, began a new round of fighting with the bad guys.
After a new round of fighting begins. It would be difficult for a bad person to benefit from the two thousand soldiers and horses under Feng Lin's command. The situation began to turn sideways. All the bad guys began to be suppressed and beaten by the soldiers, and they were beaten back steadily. Aunt Xiang, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, did not get angry because the bad guy was defeated. Instead, she said with a joking smile: "Do you really think you can make a comeback like this? Then you are too underestimated."
Aunt Xiang reached out from her neck and took out a whistle made of white bones. The bone whistle was put into her mouth and it made a very strange sound. The three Feng Lin people who were fighting didn't pay attention to the sound of the whistle at all. Because since they followed Aunt Xiang, they had never seen Aunt Xiang use this whistle. The sound of the whistle is very sharp and sad. It was like the shrill scream of a person who had been buried alive crawling out of the grave on a cold night in the twelfth lunar month.
"Pfft~" A sharp knife sharpened from white bones pierced through Niutou's chest. The knife entered from the back of the bull's head and came out from its chest. The sharp bone knife looks particularly weird. It seems to have blood-sucking properties, and the blood attached to it will be quickly sucked into the body.
After absorbing human blood, the white bone knife began to be covered with veins like veins. Niu Tou's eyes widened, he turned his head in disbelief and saw an ugly and honest face. "Sir...my lord...my name is...Chou Qi..." Niutou suddenly thought of the scene when he first met this honest and thin man.
He is a little timid, a little honest, and has a face that pleases everyone he meets. Some people say that he is ugly and honest, and he is an honest banker. The reason why he followed Niu Tou and his gang to kill people was because his wife stole people behind his back and eventually encouraged him to sell his family's fields and house.
Chou Qi has nowhere to go. That's why I followed them to kill their heads. Everyone else hates him, only Niutou likes him. Ever since Niu Tou and Ma Mian broke up, he regarded Chou Qi as his brother and took him with him, enjoying the good times and drinking spicy food together. But Niutou never expected that the person he regarded as his brother would stab him at the critical moment. This knife killed Niutou.
"Why... why..." Niutou asked in disbelief, vomiting blood from his mouth. An ugly smile appeared on Chou Qi's honest and ugly face, "Because, before I met you, I was a living dead among bad people. To this day, I am still..."
The bull's head stared, and fell to the ground with a dead look. Almost at the same time. Feng Hui also suffered the same fate. He was also killed by his own cronies and fell to the ground with his eyes open. Feng Lin was also assassinated, but he ran so fast that his assassin only cut his arm and did not cause him a fatal blow.
Feng Lin reacted and killed the man who attacked him with one knife. When he turned around, he saw Niutou and Feng Hui slowly falling to the ground. "I'll kill you!" Feng Lin rushed in front of Feng Hui like a madman and killed Feng Hui's assassin. He picked up Feng Hui who fell to the ground in fear, "Brother, brother..."
"Pfft~" Feng Hui spit out a mouthful of black blood. He seemed to be having a flashback. He stared and said in a small voice: "Brother...brother...we...were...really wrong...we You shouldn't...shouldn't...betray the young master..."
After saying these words, Feng Hui died of anger. "Brother!" "Ah~" Feng Lin roared in pain. He stood up, his eyes were red, and he stared at the place where Aunt Xiang was as if he had lost his mind. "I'm going to kill you and bury you with my brother." Feng Lin, who had lost his mind, could no longer care about the formation of the soldiers being disrupted by the bad guys lurking among them.
He held the long knife and rushed towards Aunt Xiang like a lone wolf. Aunt Xiang stared at Feng Lin who rushed towards him angrily. She twitched her lips and sneered: "Why should you fight with me if you are a reckless man? Kill him." Aunt Xiang gave the order. The bad guy following her suddenly set up a dozen powerful crossbows, aimed them at Feng Lin, and fired fiercely.
"Puff puff..." A shower of arrows passed by. Feng Lin was shot into a sieve. He stared, with bloody tears, and fell to the ground helplessly. Aunt Xiang was too lazy to look at Feng Lin again. She continued to give the order: "Suppress all the traitors." With the addition of sharp weapons like crossbows, the three men following Feng Lin attacked Aunt Xiang's soldiers and horses, and the process was completed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Falling down in pieces. I have to say that Aunt Xiang is really a person of interest.
She actually hid so many tricks in secret. Even the powerful crossbows unique to the Song Dynasty army were obtained. I have never seen Aunt Xiang take it out before. This shows that her ability to endure is also superb. The soldiers and horses who lost their command broke up and fled in all directions after seeing their companions being mercilessly killed. One after another, the soldiers escaped from the battle circle and quickly disappeared into the camp. Aunt Xiang looked at the fleeing soldiers and smiled coldly.
"Want to run? No way. Chase me." Aunt Xiang's idea was very simple, that is, to kill them all. She just wanted to use this incident to shock everyone. She wanted to tell everyone in the camp that she was invincible. She is the master of the camp. The bad people implemented Aunt Xiang's orders thoroughly. Except for the dozen or so guards around Aunt Xiang, all the remaining two hundred bad guys were chased out.
However, the night is like a big mouth that swallows everything silently. Two hundred bad guys were thrown out, and there was never any response. A long, long time. Aunt Xiang felt something was wrong. It's too quiet tonight in the campground. Such a big thing happened tonight, and no one in the camp seemed to notice it.
This is so inconsistent with common sense. The sound of the killing of nearly 3,500 people could be vaguely heard even six miles away. But the more than 30,000 soldiers and horses in the camp seemed not to hear it. Aunt Xiang subconsciously raised her heartstrings.
"Shasha~" "Shashashasha~"
Waves of footsteps sounded around Aunt Xiang and the others. Aunt Xiang shouted subconsciously. "Who?!" Huh ~ a breeze blew by, but no one responded. But the footsteps in the camp were slowly approaching. On the hill. Yang Dezheng looked at the camp at the foot of the mountain with a contented smile on his face. "The overall situation has been decided."
He turned around and patted Ma Mian's shoulder, sighing: "After the war is over, go down and help your former brother collect the body. After all, it's still a matter of master and servant. I'm not so cruel, watching them explode into the wilderness." Ma Mian looked a little sad, and he nodded silently. "Hey~"
Yang Dezheng let out a long sigh, put his hands behind his head, and walked towards his tent with one step at a time. Tonight's big drama has come to an end in his eyes. He needs to have a good sleep. After getting up early tomorrow, he will take control of the Renaissance Army again. At the foot of the mountain. The footsteps are getting closer. The figure hidden in the darkness gradually appeared in the eyes of Aunt Xiang and the bad guys beside her. "Hiss~" Aunt Xiang gasped subconsciously, her pupils suddenly dilated.
Looking around, it was completely dark and filled with people. The figures and the night are connected together, as if there is no end in sight, giving people a heavy sense of depression. At this moment, Aunt Xiang seemed to be the only shaky light in the endless night. It seems that there is a possibility of being swallowed by the night at any time. "Gudu~" Aunt Xiang didn't know when she started to feel fear, and she swallowed subconsciously.
The last time she felt fear was when Zhao Heng led the Song Dynasty Imperial Army to conquer Xiazhou. Around Aunt Xiang, the bad guys subconsciously formed a circle, guarding Aunt Xiang in the middle. Aunt Xiang suppressed the fear in her heart and reprimanded loudly: "What are you all doing? You stay up in the middle of the night. What do you want to do when you get together?"
The soldiers of the Renaissance Army all stared at her coldly, and no one answered her question. Aunt Xiang's heart suddenly dropped to freezing point. She shouted at the top of her lungs: "Fan Long, do you want to kill me?"
She tried to use this provocation method to force Fan Long to come out to see her, hoping that Fan Long would protect her. However, Fan Long's figure did not appear in the crowd. The soldiers of the Renaissance Army approached step by step. The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense. Aunt Xiang's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"You guys, are you really going to rebel?" Aunt Xiang stared at the soldiers of the Renaissance Army in horror and screamed. "Puff~" A sharp long sword suddenly penetrated into Aunt Xiang's body. Aunt Xiang was shocked, turned around suddenly, and looked at the man behind her who had stabbed her. When she saw that person's face, Aunt Xiang looked in disbelief.
"It's you?! Why?" Aunt Xiang trembled all over. "Pfft~" The villain's commander, under the astonished gazes of everyone around her, drew out his long sword and said calmly: "Because I don't want to die with you." After saying this, she came forward and lay on her back. Aunt Xiang whispered in her ear: "The Southern Tang Dynasty has died, but you are still dreaming about restoring the country. You are already crazy, and I don't want to be controlled by a madman again."
Aunt Xiang tremblingly pointed at the bad guy, and ordered sternly, "Kill her." Some of the bad guys began to hesitate. But those who were loyal to Aunt Xiang, without saying a word, killed the bad guy in charge of the palace. The commander of the bad guys shouted loudly, "Old ghost Xiang is dead, no one can control us anymore. If we kill them, we can live, otherwise we will have to be buried with them."
Those few wavering people immediately and firmly followed the bad guy Dian Shuai to deal with the bad guy who was loyal to Aunt Xiang. What is the outcome of the fight between the two sides? Aunt Xiang can no longer see her. Her life is passing quickly. When her life came to the last moment, she looked up to the sky and screamed. "Yang Dezheng, take good care of the princess, otherwise I won't let you go if I become a ghost..."
The next day. early morning. The weather was a bit cold and it started to drizzle. Yang Dezheng was woken up by Ma Mian. After putting on his clothes, being served by horses, and briefly washing up, Yang Dezheng left the tent. A large number of people gathered outside Yang Dezheng's tent. Basically they are officers at all levels of the Renaissance Army. At the same time, there was a woman holding a human head and kneeling in front of Yang Dezheng's tent.
"The Master of Bad Guys?" Yang Dezheng was a little surprised to see this woman. He didn't seem to see Aunt Xiang's head in the woman's hand, but was more focused on the woman herself. The Bad Guy Palace Commander kowtowed and said, "According to your instructions, Aunt Xiang's head is here. All the bad guys except me are dead." Yang Dezheng knelt down and took Aunt Xiang from the Bad Guy Palace Commander. He looked at the head carefully and then threw it to Ma Mian.
"Take it down and bury it. I'm not in the habit of destroying corpses." After handling Aunt Xiang's head, Yang Dezheng looked at the bad guy's commander again and asked, "Are you awake?" The bad guy's boss solemnly said He said: "You must first promise not to kill me before I can tell you the location of Princess Xing." Yang Dezheng narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You have no right to bargain with me. You are just hiding in a secret place nearby. As long as you use your heart If you look for it, you will surely find it.”
The bad guy's palace commander hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "In a cave five miles southwest of here. The property captured by Aunt Xiang is also kept there." Yang Dezheng immediately recruited the Zhe family army from the army. He sent a thousand people to look for Xing, and at the same time escorted Aunt Xiang to snatch the money. However, he did not ask people to take Chu Xingxing with him, but instead asked people from the Zhejia Army to escort the property and go straight to Daizhou with Xingxing.
Currently, there are wars in both Linzhou and Fengzhou, and only Daizhou is the safest. After arranging for people from the Zhejia Army to wake him up, Yang Dezheng immediately summoned all the generals and majors in the army to discuss important matters. More than two hundred officers of all levels came to Yang Dezheng's tent to listen to orders.
Fan Long arrived late. His face was gloomy and he was silent. Yang Dezheng knew that he had not yet recovered from what happened last night, so he did not bother him. After gathering all the officers. Yang Dezheng clasped his fists, raised his hands towards them, and said: "From today on, I am the supreme commander of the Renaissance Army. All your actions must obey my command." Dang Xiang, a man with a straightforward personality, immediately shouted: "As long as you can keep our brothers alive, we will listen to you."
The rest of the people nodded in agreement. Yang Dezheng nodded and said: "That's good. Let's analyze the situation first. Now the 60,000 Yeqi tribe's pursuers are following us closely. It's like a tail that can't be shaken off.
I think what they mean is that they must kill us. We can't beat them head-on. But escape, where can you escape to? Going all the way west, you will enter Linzhou and run into the Zhejia Army. Everyone knows how powerful the Zhejia Army is, and it probably doesn’t take much from me. Certainly not to the west.
To the south, to the south is Daizhou. Daizhou is a territory of the Song Dynasty. Once we enter Daizhou, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Song Dynasty court. The Song Dynasty stationed hundreds of thousands of troops in the northwest. Once we enter Daizhou, we will definitely be strangled by the Song Dynasty army. Therefore, going south is not advisable. Going north and escaping to Dangxiang won't work either.
Ever since you attacked Dangxiang's ancestral land, Li Jiqian has been eager to tear you apart. Once we enter Dangxiang's territory, Li Jiqian will definitely lead an army to encircle and suppress us. A lieutenant from the Fuxing Army whispered in a low voice with a pale face: "Is this the only way for us to die?" "
Everyone looked at Yang Qi subconsciously. You promised to help everyone survive. , and brought the number of cavalry of the Yeqi tribe to the same level as us. Then defeat them in one fell swoop. "Dangxiang's men, even if they become generals, can only think about rushing to kill. There are very few people who understand the art of war and strategy.
After hearing Yang Dezheng's suggestion, they scratched their heads and asked: "How to pull it?" Yang Dezheng had to patiently explain to them: "First of all, that is to abandon the war horse..." "That's not possible, there is no war horse. , how can we survive?" "War horses are our life. Without war horses, how can we outrun the people of the Yeqi tribe." "..."
Before Yang Dezheng finished speaking, it was like a dynamite barrel was lit. The soldiers of the Renaissance Army were all shouting. Only the generals of the Zhe Family Army remained silent from beginning to end. In fact, Yang Dezheng could understand the opposition of the soldiers of the Renaissance Army. The soldiers of the Renaissance Army are basically all Party members. Party people are naturally dependent on war horses.
For them, the war horse is equivalent to a second life. Under normal circumstances, they are unwilling to abandon their war horses. "Calm down, everyone, listen to me." Yang Dezheng loudly stopped the noise of the Fuxing Army soldiers. "Don't argue for now. Listen to me finish my plan, and then you can decide whether to give up the war horse."
The soldiers of the Renaissance Army stopped arguing and were all waiting for Yang Dezheng's explanation. Yang Dezheng solemnly said: "First of all, we have to analyze our opponents. Our opponents are the cavalry of the Yeqi tribe. You are also party members and should understand the characteristics of the cavalry.
Cavalry has an absolute advantage when fighting on the plains. However, the cavalry has a weakness, that is, it is difficult to use their advantages in mountains and jungles. Therefore, I thought of a way to reduce the enemy's cavalry advantage. I plan to move the battlefield from the original plains to the mountains and jungles.
I asked you to abandon your war horses just to get rid of this burden and make it easier for you to walk in the mountains and forests. At the same time, our fighting methods will also change. It will change from the original frontal combat to a focus on raids and surprise attacks. Try to surprise the enemy and cause damage to the enemy while preserving ourselves as much as possible.
thereby wearing down the enemy. "Yang Dezheng's reasoning was very thorough, and most of the soldiers of the Renaissance Army also understood a little bit. They no longer argued, but quietly waited for the next step. Yang Dezheng nodded with satisfaction and said: "Give it up. After the war horses, the 30,000-strong Renaissance Army will be dispersed. Each group of three hundred people covered the border between Fengzhou and Daizhou, as well as the border between Fengzhou and Dangxiang, and quickly moved towards Fengzhou City.
In this process, everyone works independently without interfering with each other. I allow you to use any means such as surprise attacks, harassment, and annihilation to cause harm and destruction to the enemy. We want to use this kind of constant sneak attacks and harassment to wear down the enemy and eliminate them in batches. Finally drag the enemy to stand on a horizontal line with us.
Then we defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. "Is this... okay?" There are so many of us who can't defeat the Yeqi tribe's cavalry. If we separate, won't we risk death? "This tactic and strategy of Yang Dezheng is an unheard-of and bizarre tactic for the generals of the Renaissance Army.
After Yang Dezheng revealed his strategies and tactics, everyone in the Renaissance Army expressed deep doubts. "I understand what the general means." A general of the Zhejia Army responded quickly and had wisdom. After deducing Yang Dezheng's tactics in his mind, he was overjoyed and said: "The general's tactics are very powerful. The general means that after we abandon our horses, we will use the jungle and mountains as the battlefield.
The soldiers of the Yeqi tribe are all cavalry. As long as we hide in the mountains after raiding or harassing them, they will not be able to target us.
Yang Dezheng nodded in admiration and said: "As long as you defend the mountains and jungles as the basis for fighting, you will basically be invincible. They have many people and big targets. It is easy to find them. But your targets are small. , there are few people, and you are hidden in the mountains and forests. It is difficult for them to find you.
Not to mention anything else, they want to have a quiet rest at night, and they still look at your face. You can sneak attack on them twelve hours a day. But they can only pursue you six hours a day. You attack them day and night, making it impossible for them to rest. And if you want to rest, you don't have to worry about being disturbed by them.
If things go on like this, it will be clear who is stronger and who is weaker. "Victory with more and firmly seizing the initiative in the war. This is what the generals of the Renaissance Army, after racking their brains, understood Yang Dezheng's strategic intention. For the kind of twelve a day described by Yang Dezheng They secretly attacked the Yeqi tribe's cavalry at all times, but the Yeqi tribe's cavalry was helpless against them.
The generals of the Fuxing Army felt a great sense of recognition. Your uncle has been chasing me like a wild dog for several days. It's time for me to torment you. Almost all the officers and soldiers of the Renaissance Army agreed with Yang Dezheng's proposal. Yang Dezheng immediately began to assign those people to each team.
In fact, it's not that complicated. The main thing is that the heads of party men are relatively straight, and if they are all lumped together, it is easy for them to kill themselves. Therefore, Yang Dezheng needs to reasonably allocate the soldiers of the Zhejia Army and the soldiers of the Fuxing Army.
With a ratio of 100 Zhe family troops and 200 Renaissance troops, a hundred teams of 300 people were quickly formed. The leadership configuration in the team is basically a captain and a supervisor. The captain is a senior general of the Fuxing Army, and the supervisor is a general of the Zhejia Army. On the surface, the generals of the Fuxing Army are praised very highly, but secretly, it is basically the generals of the Zhejia Army who are causing trouble.
After allocating the number of people, Yang Dezheng provided each of their teams with ten days of rations. Then, after all personnel are assigned and materials are distributed. When Yang Dezheng saw him off, he secretly told the captains and supervisors of each team. Thirty thousand people. With Yang Dezheng's words, the people in Fengzhou were broken into pieces and completely dispersed.
After the thirty thousand horses left. There were only 60,000 horses and 1,000 Renaissance Army soldiers left in the camp.
What happened after all, let’s see what happens next.
