"kill!"
In the grass where the men and horses had just passed, suddenly, about twenty people suddenly jumped up, and then quietly and quickly attacked their men from behind.
At that time, he hurriedly shouted to his subordinates in front, but those people moved very quickly. Before the other party could react, they had already rushed forward and started slashing and killing them indiscriminately.
The people in Mingmen were marching very fast, and their eyes were filled with how to deal with the enemies on the high ground. They never thought that enemies would suddenly appear behind them.
Being so unprepared and suddenly panicked, they had no ability to resist at all.
Just like that, dozens of people fell to the swords of the locals in an instant.
Almost subconsciously, the entire advancing team stopped and became confused. Then under the reorganization of their subordinates, they turned their guns and tried to attack and surround these people who rushed out to attack.
But as soon as this side moved, the enemies on the high ground over there rushed down again.
The high ground is not high, so there is no way to create a situation where one man is in charge, but also because the mountain is not high, it is quite easy for people on the high ground to rush down to support.
The subsequent raid was not resolved, and the enemies who rushed down from the high ground rushed down again.
Even though there were two layers of encirclement, they were still in a mess, and many people died tragically under the knife. For a while, there was no such thing as the beautiful situation that had been envisioned earlier.
The envoy in white opened his mouth wide and fell into deep shock and self-blame.
It was clear to him that he had made a very serious mistake.
When he clearly knew that the other party seemed to be holding on to the high ground and stalling for time, he was so relaxed that he didn't even notice that the other party actually had someone hiding in the grass.
He had a chance, but he was careless.
At that time, he only saw a group of people on the other side heading towards the high ground, so he visually thought that all of them ran over, but they only picked out a very small part of this group of people.
At first glance, there wasn't much wrong with it at all, so it needed to be looked at and studied, but he damned ignored it.
It's too late to regret now.
"Retreat, retreat!"
Retreating was the only way. He had to minimize casualties as much as possible instead of suffering heavy losses in this melee.
Of the nearly 10,000 people, hundreds or even thousands of people would die.
But that's a theoretical thing, or a matter of arithmetic.
The actual war is about unity and morale.
You have so many people, and you fight an enemy with hundreds of people, but they are killed indiscriminately. If the casualties are serious, then even the most powerful subordinates will actually feel weak.
Because the casualty rate is too high, many people will naturally wonder whether they will be next.
When everyone has this idea, no matter how powerful the troops are, no matter how many people there are, they are just a pile of loose sand, which can be completely crushed by someone's kick.
Therefore, when the situation is not good, it is almost an inevitable choice for all commanders to withdraw their troops.
There is no speculation in this, unless the person you send out is a dead soldier.
But there are not so many dead soldiers in the world.
Most of the soldiers who died were because of their own feelings or inner beliefs, but these were a minority after all, and most of the time, they actually had none of these.
If not, they need to be trained and brainwashed from a very early age. Only after they are completely successful can they become death warriors.
Are there any famous stores?
Of course!
However, most of them are in famous stores, after all, Han Sanqian is there.
And when they came out, they never thought that the enemy would be so smart and powerful.
Naturally, these people were not brought along.
The troops quickly moved closer and retreated while regrouping.
Fortunately, the special envoy in white reacted quickly enough and issued orders decisively enough. In this chaos, although they were in a very embarrassed state, the casualties were not too great.
Only a hundred people were killed and more than a hundred were injured. This is a great blessing among misfortunes.
"Special envoy, let's..." The subordinates were very depressed, feeling aggrieved and annoyed and ran over.
The special envoy in white also gritted his teeth: "I really don't believe it anymore. There are only a hundred people, and we can't eat it. Give me the order!"
