Daya's army retreated steadily, and Dayu's army advanced step by step.
Su Han stood high on the commander's chariot, waving the flag and strategizing.
Judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before the Daya Army is completely defeated.
However, Su Hanju slowly frowned. Decades of combat experience told him that there seemed to be something wrong with the Daya Army's steady retreat. But what the problem was, he couldn't tell for a while.
"Major, how far has the army advanced?" Su Han asked the adjutant beside him.
"Back to Marshal, the army has advanced five miles." the adjutant replied respectfully.
Su Hanju frowned and pondered for a moment, then ordered: "Order the left and right scouts to expand the scope of investigation by ten miles, and order the reconnaissance battalion to immediately estimate the number of enemy troops on the battlefield. Send additional scouts to sneak into the enemy's rear to conduct reconnaissance, and try to expand the scope of investigation as much as possible."
"Here!" the adjutant took the order and left.
Then, Su Han raised his flag and waved the drum order. The army immediately followed the order, slowed down the attack speed, and gradually moved closer together, slowly changing from an attack formation to a defensive formation.
"What are you doing, old man?" Su Yang, who was in the middle of the charge, suddenly frowned and complained: "The Daya army is retreating steadily. We should pursue the victory. Why should we shrink our formation? Give me another stick of incense and I will tear it apart." Open up the central formation of the Daya Army and strike directly at its heart.”
"Perhaps they are afraid of chasing too deep and being ambushed by the enemy." Su Mou on the side responded.
"Be conservative!" Su Yang said displeased.
However, although there were a hundred dissatisfactions on the lips, he did not dare to slack off in his actions, and strictly and quickly implemented the coach's orders.
"Report!"
"It's about to stop!"
Zhou Jianlai ran as fast as he could, returned to the battlefield and went straight to Su Hanju's handsome car. He shouted urgently after more than a hundred steps.
Seeing Zhou Jianlai's menacing approach, the guards immediately raised their swords to stop Zhou Jianlai twenty steps away.
"It's your boy." Su Han raised his eyes and fell on Zhou Jianlai. Because of his one arm, he recognized Zhou Jianlai at a glance and asked, "If you have any military information, please report it quickly."
"Your Majesty, Marshal, 200,000 Dayan troops are sneaking up from fifteen miles east-north, including about 70,000 cavalry and about 130,000 infantry." Zhou Jian reported back and forth.
"Sure enough, there is a scam!" Su Han raised his eyes and shouted coldly, "There are some in the east, and there must be some in the west. The front is a bait to seduce me, and the two sides are surrounded by the back, trying to make me make dumplings in one pot. Hmph, what a fantasy!"
After saying this, he waved the flag in his hand, the drum order spread across the battlefield, and the army moved upon hearing the order.
He had previously ordered the army to switch from attack to defense. At this time, he conveyed the order to retreat. The army moved without any sudden panic and carried out the order in an orderly manner.
Li Haotian was ordered to withdraw from the front to the left wing, and Su Yang was ordered to withdraw from the front to the right wing. Each of them defended one side, preparing to meet the Daya Army sneak attack from the east and west sides.
However, not long after the order to retreat was conveyed, the Daya Army, which had been retreating steadily, suddenly made a fierce counterattack and held on tightly, preventing the army from easily evacuating.
Su Hanju looked calm and kept giving orders to slow down the retreat of the army. The most important thing to avoid is impatience at this time. Once the position is messed up, the retreat will turn into a rout.
After about a cup of tea, the scouts came to report that Daya's army was found in the northwest. It was roughly estimated that there were 200,000 troops, and they were approaching ten miles away.
Su Han raised his eyes to the sand table in front of him, planted a small flag in a position to the west, and ordered to the herald: "Send my order, and the bow and crossbow battalion will go to this position to ambush."
After speaking, he picked up a small flag and placed it in front of the previous one, saying, "Order Xiang General to lead the three
Thousands of heavily armored soldiers, in cooperation with the crossbow battalion, stopped the 200,000 Daya army. "
"Here!" The ordering soldier took the order and left.
"Master, the entire bow and crossbow camp went to the west to ambush, what should we do in the east?" the old servant lowered his voice and asked worriedly.
"To the east?" Su Hanju raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "There is Brother Qingsong in the east. He alone is enough."
"The general is old." The old servant reminded him in a low voice.
Su Hanju couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and then sighed softly. The hero dies too late. This is something extremely sad but has to be admitted. After he frowned and pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on Zhou Jianlai and said: "Boy, pass on my order, order Qi Yoyo to lead 10,000 cavalry to the east to support the old general and hold back Daya's 200,000 sneak attack troops."
"Here!" Zhou Jianlai took the order and rushed to the battlefield to convey Su Hanju's order to Qi Yoyo.
…
Butcher Zhang is indeed old.
When he rushed out of the Daya Army formation again, he was already exhausted, panting like an ox, sweating profusely, and even injured, with four or five deep wounds on his body that were visible to the bone.
Thinking back then, it was extremely easy for him to charge back and forth between enemy troops like this, and it was a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
However, even though he was exhausted and out of breath, even though he was injured, he still killed the three big-tooth masters who chased him like melons and vegetables. They were all masters of the Nine Heavens Realm, and none of them was his enemy with a single blow. .
Zhang Xiaozhu's admiration for Butcher Zhang was like an endless river, flowing endlessly.
Although he was killed alive, that was because Butcher Zhang rushed in front and withstood more than 90% of the impact, and he had to turn around from time to time to help him kill some big-tooth masters who were far stronger than him. Without the protection of Butcher Zhang, Zhang Xiaopeng can be absolutely sure that he would have been chopped into minced meat.
But if he were asked to give himself an evaluation, he would say without hesitation: "Awesome!"
That's right, it's awesome.
These two kills were enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life.
There is no way to praise him enough for his heroic spirit, unparalleled bravery, the coming of the God of War, his peerless splendor, etc.
If anyone is dissatisfied, go to Ten Thousand Arms and try to kill one of them.
It's just that he is too embarrassed right now.
Lying on the horse's back like a dead dog, breathing heavily with his mouth open. There were numerous large and small wounds on his body, and four arrows were stuck on his back. His whole body was already stained red with blood.
Every muscle in his body was twitching and trembling uncontrollably due to excessive exertion, especially his arms, which were almost unconscious. The claws of his hands had already cracked. If the long knife was not tied with a cloth strip, it would have been dead. It flew away.
"Boy, you can't die." Butcher Zhang finished with the three big-toothed masters and turned to ask Zhang Xiaopawn.
"Probably - he can't die." Zhang Xiaozu replied in a weak and hoarse voice. After speaking, he took a breath and said: "Senior, do me a favor and pull out the arrow from my back."
"Okay." Butcher Zhang was quite bold. He strode forward and reached out to pull out four arrows from Zhang Xiaopeng's back. Each arrow brought out a handful of thin flesh, and four pillars of blood shot out one after another.
Zhang Xiaozu bared his teeth and almost fainted from the pain.
Bang——
After Zhang Xiaozu took a few breaths, he turned over and dismounted, his body half paralyzed on the ground, he took out the elixir from the mustard seeds and started eating it like chewing jelly beans.
After taking fifty or sixty bottles of elixirs in one breath, Zhang Xiaozhu's pale complexion finally improved a lot. The wounds on his body healed quickly under the nourishment of spiritual power, and his breath gradually became stable and strong.
"Boy
, your body is a bit interesting. "Butcher Zhang looked up and down Zhang Xiaopou's body and said with interest, "It seems that as long as you have enough spiritual energy to nourish you, as long as you still have breath, you can recover quickly no matter how serious the injury is. "
"It seems - it's like this." Zhang Xiaozhu recalled the several times he was seriously injured and found that it was indeed what Zhang Butcher said.
"Did he practice some powerful body-refining technique?" Zhang Butcher asked curiously.
"No, I ate some spiritual things from heaven and earth." Zhang Xiaozu shook his head and replied.
But he felt extremely regretful in his heart. If he had known that the black giant ape's body refining method was so powerful, he would not have eaten it. Instead, he would have stayed in the alchemy furnace and accepted the complete body refining process of the black giant ape. The strength of the physical body is already so powerful even after training for less than half of it. If it is completely refined, wouldn't the strength of the physical body be incredible?
"Hey -" Every time he thought about it, Zhang Xiaozhu would sigh with regret in his heart. He very much looked forward to going to the Black Forest again, finding the Black Giant Ape, and asking him to help him refine his body again.
But the ferocious scene I saw in Liujiacun before was still vivid in my mind. The ancient beasts poked their heads out from the dark forest and easily killed the stars and powerful men. It was extremely terrifying.
So he wondered whether he should enter the Black Forest again.
After resting for a while and eating two bottles of elixirs from Zhang Xiaozu, Butcher Zhang regained his composure. He stood up with his sword in hand and looked at Zhang Xiaozu and said, "I only use the sword technique once. How much you can learn depends on your understanding." .”
"Senior, please slow down a little." Zhang Xiaozhu asked hurriedly for fear that he would not be able to remember.
"That's easy to say." Butcher Zhang nodded, then swung his knife with a flick of his wrist, and slowly displayed his sword technique. At the same time, he explained: "This is a set of sword techniques that are specially designed to kill people. If you want to be proficient in this sword technique, you need to know it first. What are the fatal points on a person's body, which ones are easy to be broken by a knife, which ones are not easy, and which parts are better to use which moves. Once you are familiar with these, you will get twice the result with half the effort if you practice the sword technique. There are seven moves and 49 moves in this sword technique. Is it difficult or not? Is it easy? Some people will learn it once they learn it, while others will never know it after learning it for a lifetime."
It only took half a cup of tea for Zhang Butcher to complete the seven moves and forty-nine moves of the "Murderous Knife".
Zhang Xiaozu slowly closed his eyes and practiced slowly in his mind.
After practicing it three times in succession, he opened his eyes, raised the knife, stepped forward, shook his wrist and twisted his body, and displayed the "Murder Knife" in front of Butcher Zhang's eyes.
No move is wrong, no move is wrong.
Butcher Zhang's eyes were bright, he stroked his white beard lightly, and nodded repeatedly. He greatly appreciated Zhang Xiaopou's talent and understanding.
"How do you feel?" After Zhang Xiaopou finished practicing a set of sword skills, he asked with a smile.
"It feels very awkward. The posture of holding the knife in many places gives me an awkward and unpleasant feeling." Zhang Xiaozhu frowned.
"Haha, every beginner says this. Only after being tempered in actual combat can one understand the essence of the sword." Butcher Zhang nodded and smiled, and then asked: "Would you like to charge and practice? If I find you If your understanding is still good, I will teach you the internal skills and mental methods for practicing swordsmanship. Only by combining them with the mental methods for practicing swordsmanship can the full power of this swordsmanship be displayed."
"——" Zhang Xiaozu suddenly felt like he had been deceived, but he was deceived willingly.
He put away the long knife in his hand, took out the lighter bone knife, looked at Butcher Zhang and said, "Senior, it's time to go!"
"Good boy -" Butcher Zhang raised his eyelids and said, "You want to go to the front?"
"I'm willing to give it a try."
"Haha, okay! I'll let you try. Soldier, come on!"
