Liang Ren's sanity is constantly draining away with the casualties of the soldiers. Liang Ren has never experienced such a frustrating battle.
There were not many people lying on the ground, and even fewer died directly, but the wails had the greatest impact on morale. They reminded the surrounding robes all the time to be careful, because their lives were at stake.
There is also the most important meaning: I am injured, it hurts a lot, and I think I can still save it.
Bi Feng humbly picked out a few soldiers with good archery skills, and specifically fired arrows at the Jin Army soldiers who were trying to remove the injured Pao Ze from the battlefield.
As soon as the machine was clicked, the crossbow arrows added another wounded person to Liang Ren like the king of hell calling him. It was rare that the shot missed. The two sides were not very far away at this time. The iron crossbows that only Datong Royal Internal Guards had could reach at this distance. Its lethality and penetrating power are both impressive.
Liang Ren's face was livid. He had already received a brutal blow before they even had a fight. Moreover, it was not easy to form a formation in the forest. Moreover, even if they formed a formation and could only block a few arrows, the target would be greater if everyone gathered together.
How about charging?
But looking at the wounded man on the ground, Liang Ren hesitated for the first time.
The right time is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the right people. The right time does not count at the moment, and the right place is obviously not with me. As for the right time, the new recruits who have been added have not yet finished running in. After running for most of the day, they will do it as soon as they come up, and the opponent will fall before they can touch him. Where did the people and people come from?
Perhaps we should retreat temporarily to rehabilitate the morale of the army, and then use the power of a mountain to crush the bastards in front of us into dregs.
After the calculation was settled, Liang Ren was ready to give the order. As for Yan Tao, he went back to explain.
Unexpectedly, something happened at the critical moment.
Song Baimu died quickly and completely in the arms of the second child of the Mao family. She looked at the eldest brother next door who had been eating and laughing in a pot in the morning and now turned into a cold corpse and was extremely miserable. The anger in Mao Laoer's heart went directly to Tianling Gai.
At this moment, he felt that his whole body was full of strength. He picked up the hard bow in his hand and strung the sharp arrow directly to the full moon. Then he twisted his right hand slightly and then released it. The movements were completed in one go. If he were wearing iron armor, it would be really awesome. Whose momentum.
After the arrow flew out of the string, Mao Laoer leaned over to pick up Song Baimu's dropped shield, and took the long sword in his hand. The blazing flames in his eyes showed his fearlessness.
"Avenge the brothers who died in battle! Charge and kill~"
With the long sword in his hand, Mao Laoer instantly felt that he was no longer the boy he used to be. It turned out that Brother Song was right. The growth of a man can be completed in just an instant.
Liang Ren looked at the back of the figure in the front. He was not very strong or very tall. Based on his many years of experience, this young man who did not care about life and death was not even twenty years old.
The vanguard company that can join him must at least have the first-level military merit and be an enemy armored soldier. In the entire company, there are probably only one tenth of the three hundred people under the age of twenty.
This kind of soldier is often his favorite. Being young means being passionate, and being passionate means he is easy to fool. A few high hats can fool him, and if he is brave, he is simply a good friend.
But Liang Ren was so angry that he jumped up and down at this moment.
The soldiers who didn't know what was going on were so nervous that they had no time to tell where the general was and who gave the order. In such a small-scale conflict, one voice can affect many people. When they saw someone charging forward, Jin was holding back his fire. The sergeant paused briefly and then rushed forward with a loud shout.
However, the little brat's slogan was to avenge his dead brothers, and he rushed out at the lead. Even if Liang Ren wanted to stop him, he had to consider the consequences.
Although being in the company of fellow countrymen reduces the possibility of throwing down the robe and running away, it is also easy to be controlled by emotions. Once the prestige of the general cannot suppress the hometown ties in the hearts of soldiers, most of the time they will become followers of the law. .
Liang Ren had no choice but to order the flag bearer to dance the flag to convey the signal to Yan Tao in the rear that he had encountered the enemy and was charging at full speed.
Yan Tao, who was not on the front line, easily misunderstood Liang Ren's meaning. He laughed loudly on the chariot: "Guan Cheng is nothing more than that. Liang Ren has already captured the rear army and ordered the left and right armies not to encircle anymore. Go directly around and pursue the main force of the Jin army."
Lin Zhiming said worriedly: "General, if the Jin army ambushes Liang Ren and the others, it will be in danger."
However, Yan Tao laughed and said: "Guan Cheng's son only has three thousand soldiers and horses, and there are many civilians accompanying him. According to the past few days, it seems that the refugees he has brought with him have been several times the number of soldiers. In addition, the number of people injured in the robber camp has been increased." He killed a lot of soldiers, and we didn’t see any wounded people all the way here, so it means that Guan Cheng must have assigned a lot of people to take care of him. So how many people do you think he has in his rear army?"
"Liang Ren's troops are the best among the best. How can they fail to defeat just two or three powerful enemies?"
"As for the left and right armies with twenty chariots and four hundred infantry and soldiers, wouldn't it be easy to hold down a young Guan Cheng?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiming hurriedly bowed as if he had suddenly realized something: "The general's teachings really enlightened the general."
Yan Tao was greatly impressed by his courage. He patted Lin Zhiming's shoulder affectionately and said, "Do a good job. I will treat you as the arm of the Kingdom of Jin."
It took only a few breaths to say a few words, but Bi Feng appeared in the forest, along with dozens of Jin soldiers.
All of them hold strong bows and crossbows.
"The archer throws the crossbow and shoots straight! Get ready~"
Mao Laoer, who was charging, was suddenly startled. It was obvious that his desire for revenge had not obscured his rationality. Although his steps were neither chaotic nor slow, the shield in his left hand quietly moved forward to protect his chest.
"Put it down~"
Soon, another roar came from deep in the forest, and the long sword in the hand of the Jin army officer slashed forward fiercely.
The arrow came out from the string, and the sharp arrow pierced the air and made a buzzing sound.
The moment black spots appeared in Mao Lao'er's eyes, he lay down on the ground, but it was still a little late. The Jin army's crossbows were powerful and heavy, and their speed was extremely fast. Mao Lao'er only heard two muffled thuds. Then he felt the shield in his hand hit the bridge of his nose uncontrollably.
Mao Laoer was hit by an arrow, and Mao Laoer was secretly glad that he had brought a shield, otherwise he would not be able to block the two arrows unless he was wearing iron armor.
Then Mao Laoer fell back with confidence, and the nosebleed flowed into his mouth, which still tasted a bit weird.
There was a cry of pain in his ears, and Mao Laoer knew it was Pao Ze who had been hit by an arrow and fell to the ground.
"Get ready~"
Liang Ren secretly cursed the idiot in his heart. Although the closer the distance, the greater the lethality of the shot and the higher the hit, but not having any more strength in hand-to-hand combat may be the reason for victory, and the Jin army has fewer soldiers and is more dependent on the military formation. High, if you fire an extra round of arrows and all of your troops are wearing armor, if there are at most a dozen of them, it will definitely be within the acceptable range.
"Come on!"
The enemy soldiers were right in front of him, and the tiger fought against the rabbit with all his strength. Liang Ren completely let go and took a few long strides to reappear at the front.
The morale of the Jin soldiers was greatly boosted, and everyone believed that as long as they rushed over and fought hand-to-hand, it would mean victory.
Bi Feng looked at the high-spirited Jin soldiers in front of him and softly uttered a word from the corner of his mouth.
withdraw!
