Li Tie, the captain of the soldiers, could not bear the grief in his heart and must deal with the barbarians.
He stepped forward and cut off Wu Xi's head, raised it high and shouted loudly: "Your captain is dead, your captain is dead."
The Hu people still didn't believe it and continued to fight with the chariot battalion.
"Your commander-in-chief is dead, your commander-in-chief is dead." Li Tie simply took out the metal microphone and shouted loudly.
This sound was so clear that it could be heard not only inside the villa, but also from the tornado cannon position outside.
What kind of weapon is this from the security team? I can hear it clearly even from that corner, and I can't help but be shocked.
It seems that the security team is not only powerful with weapons, but also with this microphone.
The Hu people were fighting to the death with the chariot battalion, and they were very embarrassed because of their noses and tears streaming down their faces.
They could continue to persevere because they believed that the captain could take them out.
Now the only hope suddenly died, and the barbarians suddenly lost their fighting spirit.
Dozens of Hu people who were originally at a disadvantage were shocked when they heard this voice, and their spirits suddenly relaxed.
The swords in their hands were loosened and they were killed by the soldiers of the chariot battalion.
Seeing that the Hu people had no fighting spirit, Li Hanshu shouted loudly through the iron microphone: "Surrender without killing, surrender without killing."
"Surrender without killing, surrender without killing." Li Tie also shouted loudly.
The barbarians looked at each other. One of the barbarians was the first to drop his sword and surrendered while fighting.
Surrender is contagious. If you have one, there will be another. The scene is filled with the sound of clanging swords being thrown away.
Dozens of barbarian captains of ten and centurions and a deputy commander of thousands, Morgan, did not give up and still wanted to resist.
"Don't you want to continue to resist? Look at you, your nose is running like a woman and your tears are flowing, while you are waving a sword, how can you look like a warrior?" Seeing the funny looks of these barbarians, Li Hanshu couldn't help but exclaim. Li sneered.
The reason why I look like this now is not because of what you Nanman did. Deputy Captain Morgan opened his mouth to refute.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop chirping. His nose and tears flowed even more fiercely, so he had to close his mouth.
Li Hanshu glared at these barbarians and continued: "In terms of firearms, you are not as good as the Sichuan Army. In terms of weapons, you are not as good as the Sichuan Army. In terms of force, you are not as good as the Sichuan Army. Surrender, the powerful Sichuan Army is your best destination. .”
Morgan and other centurions could not help but feel shocked. They originally thought that the security team was powerful, but they did not expect that this sudden appearance of the river guarding army was equally powerful.
"The law of the grassland is to surrender to the strong. Warriors of the grassland, the Sichuan Protector Army is your invincible strong. Surrender, warrior." Seeing Morgan's hesitation, Li Hanshu continued to seduce.
Hearing this, some captains of ten and centurions put down their weapons. In the end, Morgan and several centurions persisted.
Li Hantong nodded and said: "You have tried your best. The Sichuan Army recognizes that you are warriors. Surrender, warriors."
Morgan saw that his persistence was meaningless. He sighed inwardly, hesitated a few times, and finally put down his weapons and surrendered.
"Nurse, nurse, nurse." Li Hantong's captain hurriedly opened the door and shouted loudly.
Immediately, more than a dozen young ladies in pink nurse uniforms came over, and they promised while running: "Coming, coming."
"What's wrong with the camp leader? Come and take a look." Li Tie, the captain of the soldiers, pulled the sleeve of a head nurse who called Bai Shu to stop, his voice was crying.
Bai Shu came over to look at Li Hantong's eyelids and eyes, and nodded: "It's nothing serious, he just overexerted himself and passed out."
Hearing this, Li Tie breathed a sigh of relief, as if all his strength had been drained, he suddenly sat on the ground.
"Captain Li, what's wrong with you?" Another nurse came over and asked with concern.
Li Tie shook his head and said, "It's okay. I feel relieved at last."
Seeing that Baizhu could judge a person's life or death with a simple movement, Morgan and his subordinates couldn't help but be horrified.
Most of the so-called doctors in the grassland are great gods such as shamans.
Their so-called medical skills, in addition to comforting people, are just some simple herbal treatments.
As for whether you can survive, it depends on whether the Changsheng Heaven will bless you.
If they were compared with this little lady, they wouldn't even be worthy to carry his shoes.
Unexpectedly, a little girl from the security team (now the Sichuan Protecting Army) can surpass the great gods like the shaman of the grassland.
However, the young lady is a member of the Sichuan Army. Can they treat the warriors of the Khanate?
Bah, the warriors of the Khanate should be the warriors of the Khanate who surrendered.
While watching the nurse treat the Sichuan Army, Morgan thought about the gains and losses.
Perhaps in response to their thoughts, Li Hanshu said to the head nurse Bai Shu: "Mr. Bai, treat the Sichuan Army first, and then treat these barbarians as well."
"They are barbarians, why are you treating them?" Bai Shu asked in confusion.
Li Hanshu thought for a while and gave the reason: "They have surrendered, and some want to join the Sichuan Army."
"Okay, it can be cured." After hearing this reason, Bai Shu nodded.
Morgan and the centurion were happy at first, and then they couldn't help but get angry, thinking in their hearts: "We are all warriors of the Khanate, how can we be so worthless?"
They can only think, but cannot say it with their mouths.
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but feel sad. When did they, the warriors of the Khanate, have to be picked on by others?
Morgan and several centurions looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
They originally looked down on the Nanman at all, but they didn't expect that these Nanman looked down on them even more.
Tian Shiliang thought that it would take a month for the barbarians to attack his mountain village, but he did not expect that it would be captured in less than a day.
Tian Shiliang begged Li Hantong, the leader of the camp, to minimize the loss of the villa, and Li Hantong agreed.
Both Tian Shiliang and Li Hantong know the true meaning of trying their best, which is to work hard to reduce losses.
At least there is no standard for how to strive to reduce reduction.
If it takes a month, it can be said that his villa has been completely ruined.
Unexpectedly, the villa only paid for the slight loss of a few coffee tables, and the Hu people were completely eliminated.
What they never expected was that the Chariot Battalion kept their word and fought tooth and nail for the villa, especially Li Hantong, who almost paid the price with his life in order to fulfill his promise.
Li Hantong was still unconscious and was already carried on a stretcher by his Li Tie and his soldiers.
He hurriedly came to the stretcher, bowed respectfully, and recited two lines from the poem "Hengchui Quci·Chuguan" written by Wei Zheng in the previous dynasty:
"Ji Bu Wu Er promised, Hou Ying Zhong said.
Life is a matter of spirit, no one can comment on fame. "
Tian Shiliang not only recited these two sentences, but also found the best calligrapher in Xi County to write them into a scroll. After being framed, he personally sent them to the chariot camp to express his gratitude.
After Li Hantong passed out, he slept all night.
He was young, only around 20 years old, and had a strong constitution. He recovered the next day.
Not long ago, Tian Shiliang personally sent him the calligraphy scrolls of the two poems "Coming Out of the Seclusion".
This calligraphy scroll is good. Not only Li Hantong likes it, but also Zong Hou, a scholar, likes it even more.
But Li Hantong thought for a while and flatly refused.
He bowed deeply to Tian Shiliang and said: "Outside of Tian Yuan, the Sichuan Protector Army is incompetent and I feel guilty for allowing the barbarians to invade Xi County. How can I accept this gift?"
Tian Shiliang was even more happy when he heard Li Hantong's words. Not only did the chariot battalion win a great victory, but there was no hint of arrogance at all.
"The chariot battalion defeated the strong with the weak, and wiped out thousands of Hu people with only 400 troops. This is a great contribution," Tian Shiliang said his reason, "If it is not worth writing, which one is worth writing."
Li Hantong was even more embarrassed. He waved his hand and said, "Thank you for the award, Tian Yuanwai. The security regiment and the Sichuan Protecting Army fought with fewer and more troops. Not long ago, ten thousand Hu people were wiped out. What's more, just yesterday, one thousand Hu people were wiped out." people."
"Are they fighting with the Hu people in the wild?" Tian Shiliang did not give up, but asked Li Hantong.
Li Hantong thought for a while and nodded: "Of course, they are indeed in the wild, on Dingjun Mountain."
"Then this is different. Fighting in the wild and fighting in the villa are two different things." Tian Shiliang couldn't help but be overjoyed, and finally found the reason, "There is no need to worry about fighting in the wild, but fighting in the villa must consider the loss of the villa."
Li Hantong felt embarrassed and shook his head: "Yesterday I still caused losses to you. According to regulations, the Sichuan Protector Army should compensate for the losses. What's more, many barbarians died in the villa."
Some people think it is very unlucky when someone outside the family dies, especially when more than a hundred people were killed yesterday.
"What's the loss of a few coffee tables and tables? Defeating the barbarians in the villa shows that the villa is an auspicious place." Tian Shiliang explained from another perspective.
His villa defeated thousands of barbarians, which was his pride.
Tian Shiliang continued: "The villain not only failed to live up to the hopes of his ancestors, but also allowed the villa to flourish in the hands of the villain, because defeating thousands of barbarians here can not only be entered into the Tian family's genealogy, but also into the county annals, prefectural annals, and even the Song Dynasty history."
Li Hantong and Zonghou looked at each other and immediately understood what Tian Shiliang was thinking.
This person is not seeking profit, he is just seeking fame. He hopes that Tian's Villa can make a mark in history.
He said to Zong Hou: "Zezhi (Zong Hou's character name), you might as well report to the little sage that Tian's Mountain Villa defeated the barbarians. The location is Tian's Mountain Villa in Xi County, so that it can be recorded in the annals of history."
Zonghou didn't understand what Tian Shiliang was thinking, so he nodded and agreed.
Tian Shiliang couldn't help but be overjoyed. He only mentioned it briefly, but he didn't expect that the chariot camp would agree to report Tian's Villa's victory over the barbarians to the little saint.
Now there is a rumor in Xixian County that the little saint will become emperor in the future, so Tian's Villa will definitely remain famous forever.
The death of more than a hundred foreigners in the villa is indeed unlucky, but compared with the eternal beauty, it is nothing.
It can be said that the ancients could think of any method they could think of in order to remain famous throughout the ages.
After Tian Shiliang received Li Hantong's promise, he left Wei Zheng's poetry and calligraphy here and happily went back to worship his ancestors.
He did nothing else in his life, but he achieved the goal of enjoying the glory of Chariot Camp and making Tian's Villa famous in history.
Even if he is driving west now, he feels that this life is enough.
Li Hantong did not dare to keep the calligraphy of Wei Zheng's poems and hand them over to the Sichuan Army.
The Sichuan Army didn't know how to deal with it, so they finally handed it over to the little saint Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping felt that this was a true portrayal of the relationship between the army and the people, so he published the battle report together with the calligraphy in the "Da Song Zhonghua News".
After it was published, it attracted the attention of people all over the world and even caused controversy among scholars all over the world.
The scholars never expected that some people would take the initiative to give calligraphy to the Sichuan Army.
The focus of their dispute is whether this matter is true or false?
In order to find out whether this matter was true or not, many scholars came to Tian's Villa in Xi County regardless of the difficulty of reaching the sky on the Shu Road.
After these scholars came to Xi County, most of them stayed.
Zhao Ping did not expect that his unintentional move would attract many talents. Of course, this is a story later.
In the Guandi Temple, Hadleji, the captain of thirty thousand Hu people, spent a restless night.
He once sent several groups of barbarians to look for his subordinates, and the information they received back was both good and worrying.
The barbarians who did not run to the mountains were almost wiped out by the Nanman cavalry.
Fortunately, several thousand-man troops ran to the nearby hillside in time.
But what they never expected was that two barbarians on the mountain had already been wiped out.
The purpose of his sending people was to bring the barbarians on these hillsides together to deal with the southern barbarians together.
But these mountains are not connected together, and there are Nanman cavalry patrols in the middle.
There is no problem for dozens of small infantrymen to intersperse on the hillside, but it is even more difficult for thousands of soldiers and horses to avoid attracting the attention of the Southern Barbarian cavalry.
After much deliberation, he had to give up this unrealistic idea.
At the end of the morning, a soldier came in panting and reported: "General, the Southern Barbarians are attacking."
Hearing the news of the attack, Hadlucki's last chance was shattered.
Although he knew he would lose in the end, he was the captain of thirty thousand men, so he naturally had the pride of the Khanate.
Since he is the captain of thirty thousand men, he naturally has to fight vigorously.
What's more, he has the advantage of geographical location and has 3,000 soldiers in his hands.
He had clearly seen the terrain yesterday. The mountain of Guandi Temple is the highest mountain nearby, about thirty feet high, and the terrain is steep.
Due to the steep terrain, there are only two mountain roads to go up the mountain, one is up the mountain and the other is down the mountain.
He had already sent people to block these two mountain roads.
Not only did he block it, he also arranged for the barbarians to use the rocks on the mountain to build as many fortifications as possible.
What made him even more happy was that although the monk ran away, the food was not transported away.
With food, this dangerous terrain, and three thousand soldiers and horses, he had the confidence to compete with the security group.
Perhaps, his presence here attracted a lot of troops from the security group, which actually contributed to the central flowering of the Khanate's attack on Xi County.
Not only did he think this, he also summoned the captains of thousands and centurions to convey his thoughts.
"There is food on the mountain and the terrain is steep, and we can defend it for more than a month." This news was conveyed to the barbarians on the mountain.
Sure enough, when the barbarians heard this, their morale immediately rose.
Staying here can also serve the Khanate.
