Chapter 225: There are not many soldiers, but there are generals

"Haha, want to throw in the towel? Yes, tell your general, as long as you sacrifice your head, this general can also consider letting you live! ”

Hearing that Guishuang was ready to admit it, he still dared to be stubborn and not admit defeat, Zhang Ren was happy on the spot, and he still bribed him with gold and silver when this was the case? The brain is in the water! I am a dignified man, dominating the world, defeating countless foreign races, how can you provoke a little Guishan casually?

Since they are all here, if they don't leave something as a souvenir, isn't he too incompetent as the governor of Yongchang County? How will he fight in the military circles of the Han Dynasty in the future? I didn't say it, didn't you insult my ancestors of the Han family before? Exactly, bring your dog's head! Show your sincerity first!

"What will Han say?"

Listening to Zhang Ren's slightly mocking reply, Baker felt a burst of anger in his heart, it was obvious that the other party was very likely to reject his proposal, not to mention, and also insulted him Guishuang by the way!

"Han will want my head, and he is willing to stop fighting!"

Clive with a black face spit out coldly, he was not worried that Baker would sell him, not to mention anything else, Baker still cherished the generals under his command, and the reason why he gave up the more than 1,000 soldiers and horses before was also because he seriously miscalculated the fighting spirit and murderous intent of the Han army, or rather, lacked the awareness of the cruel war between empires and empires.

When they want to conquer some small countries, even if they are defeated for a while, as long as they show that they are willing to stop the war and make peace, most of the small countries will gladly accept it, after all, it is indeed impossible to do Guishan, so when facing the Han family now, although they have lowered their status and said that they will pay the ransom, they did not expect that the Han army would continue to attack them desperately.

As a veteran empire that has been fighting with the Xiongnu for a hundred years, and a number of Han generals who have fought various expeditions against foreign tribes on the border, they have deeply understood a truth: people who are not of my clan will have different hearts! Since you have done it, you must cut it to death, and cutting the grass is to remove the roots!

Back then, when their ancestors fought against the Huns, as long as the two sides met, no matter men, women, young or old, they would definitely fall down until they died! Strike? Impossible, impossible in this life!

The reason why Zhu Jun wanted Zhang Ren to be nailed to the spot is actually very clear, that is, Zhang Ren wants to take the lead in the battle and kill the vanguard of Guishuang! It is best to slaughter them cleanly, to deter their enemies first, to suppress the enemy's morale first, not only to buy time for their own reinforcements, but also to fight a lot easier in the future.

"Humph! Han General! ”

Baker glanced at Zhang Ren very unhappily, he was not stupid, and he chopped off his general in battle.

"You can talk to them about something, delay a little longer, and the reinforcements will arrive soon!"

The four thousand soldiers and horses they arranged were actually not far away, but only five miles, even in the middle of the night, a wave of rapid charges could be killed in three quarters of an hour at most, as long as it dragged on and down a little longer, everything would be easy to say, even if the Han army went crazy, he was sure to retreat with his whole body.

"I'm afraid, there won't be any reinforcements coming!"

Just as Baker was regaining his composure, an extremely tired old voice came.

"Du Novart?! What do you mean? ”

Looking at the veteran Brahmin who was in tatters, his breath was languishing, and he was covered in blood, Baker felt bitter in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"General, are you alright?"

"It's a while, but I can't die"

Du Nuohua waved his hand and said softly

"Colam is my confidant, the sound of the golden sound, he must have rushed to support, but now a quarter of an hour has passed, and he has not even seen the light of the torch, presumably he was intercepted by the Han army! I'm afraid this battle will be difficult. ”

Du Nuohua sighed heavily.

Baker's heart was even more blocked after hearing this, one was that Du Nohua's desperate look made him feel extremely remorseful and remorseful, and he also knew that in this battle, Du Nohua said that the losses were all light, and there were less than ten of the hundred backbone Kshatriya warriors left, and his army could basically be scrapped.

If Du Nuohua was still young, it would be good to say that he would be able to recover after a few years of accumulation, but now, there is no hope, it is impossible for Du Nuohua to restore his troops to their peak state in this life, even if there are enough Kshatriya warriors to serve as the backbone for him, he does not have the time and energy to train these warriors again.

"I don't know the general, what did you teach me?"

After a little analysis of the current form, Baker found that he could choose only two strategies now, either to pick out a strong general to lead a group of broken dead soldiers to stop the Han army, and he himself led most of his troops to meet the 4,000 soldiers and horses.

Either the whole army will fight to the death, fight to the end with the Han family, and fight to the last soldier! to defend the glory of the Kshatriya warriors and maintain the glory of his Kushan Empire.

Now that I think about it, it seems that he has no choice!

And to choose a fighter, there are three people around him: the hate-attracting fighter Clive, the lieutenant Alcott and the veteran Du Nuohua. If you want to attract the Han generals and avoid the other party's division of troops to pursue, you must find someone with sufficient weight, Alcott forget it, the other party doesn't know which onion this product is.

Although Clive is very capable of attracting hatred, he doesn't have to weigh more heavily in the hearts of the Han general on the other side than the veteran Du Nohua, so it is the best choice to leave Du Nohua behind.

But how could Baker say this, let an old man who had cultivated himself a lot of life fight for his life? Is he Baker still embarrassed?

"It's all my fault! I'll lead the troops to the end! ”

Clive gritted his teeth, strode out and roared, if this matter is really said, he has to carry at least half of the pot on his back, if it weren't for this insult to the ancestors of the Han family, Zhang Ren and other generals would not have made up their minds to fight Baker desperately, after all, if it wasn't for Fa Zheng and others jumping out to give advice, Zhang Ren would not have been able to win this battle so easily. If you really want to talk about the combat effectiveness of the troops, the gap between the two sides is actually very small, and even with the addition of Du Nuohua, the Kushan Department is slightly stronger.

"Heh~, boy, you are a descendant of Weima, right?"

Hearing Clive's low growl, Du Nower chuckled

"You didn't lose the face of your ancestors! That's it, Lao Tzu has lived enough, this battle, if I didn't obey the general's orders, I wouldn't have fallen to such a point, and I would lead the troops to break the rear! ”

"I~"

"Needless to say!"

Du Nova stopped Baker who wanted to speak with one hand

"You are the finest young man I have ever met in a brahmin, and Kolam and my men have entrusted it to you! Live well, one day, avenge me! ”

With that, Du Nova pushed Baker away with one hand, then drew his short sword and turned around and roared

"Kshatriya!"

Twelve warriors in tattered armor but with an incomparable momentum strode behind him.

"In this battle, you will die, and you don't want to go to the dead with Lao Tzu and retreat into the battle!"

After waiting quietly for ten breaths, Du Nuohua, who didn't hear any movement, pulled the corners of his mouth, showed a bitter smile, and didn't speak, just strode towards the Han army opposite him.

"Leave with me!"

Glancing at the terrifyingly resolute backs of the thirteen, Baker gritted his teeth, turned sharply and let out a terrible roar, leading the soldiers and horses to begin to evacuate.

"General?!"

Looking at the row of Kshatriya warriors standing in front of him to block the way, Li Yan hesitated a little, he didn't want to die at all with this kind of mortal heart, let alone a powerful Kshatriya warrior, this kind of enemy, it is best to shoot with a bow and crossbow, if ordinary soldiers rush up to die, the battle will definitely be heart-wrenching.

"Wang Ping, Wu Yi, Li Yan, Lei Tong, Wu Lan, Leng Bao, and Pu Hu will kill the enemy with me!"

Just thinking for a moment, Zhang Ren really began to shout people, using ordinary soldiers to smash with their lives, he is not stupid, he has a bunch of warriors under his account, you Guishuang just threw out thirteen Kshatriya warriors and wanted to stop him from more than 4,000 soldiers and horses? Naive! Watch my incomparable warrior camp slaughter you in half an hour!

And looking at the eight generals led by Zhang Ren and lined up in the same line, Du Nuohua's originally surging and burning battle spirit instantly cooled by more than half, although his Kshatriya warriors were fierce, how could they not compare to these tiger generals of the Han family, just these he looked very familiar with, and his combat effectiveness was just a little worse than his current self!

"Converge, defend!"

As soon as Du Nuohua finished drinking, Zhang Ren and the others pounced with their respective blades.