Chapter II. Northern Wind 182. Battle for Revenge (5)
In this way, the two sides lined up in a long line to strangle each other in this path. Except for the occasional drag out a few seriously wounded who were still panting, no one took a step back at all. Of course, even if you want to retreat in the crowded battle, you can't move your body for half a minute. I had to raise my weapon or shield in my hand and bear the enemy's endless and dense offensive like a tide.
In such a situation, it is impossible to talk about the quality of armor and the level of martial arts. When no one on both sides was willing or unable to take half a step back, they could only continue to increase their troops to the front line, and slaughtered this valley with winding paths into a sea of corpses and blood.
As the battle progressed, the corpses on the battlefield were piled up into 'hills', and their blood flowed like a meandering valley stream for a day, and finally became one with the soil on the ground. The dark red stream made the already wet canyon road even more muddy and difficult to navigate; And because of the corpses piled up under their feet, and the increasingly muddy roads, there were countless good hands in both armies, and they were all one who tripped and fell to the ground carelessly, and then never had a chance to get up......
Yan Chongwu, who had finished bandaging in the rear, was a little pale at this time, and he didn't care about the sound of fighting and moaning from the valley, and shouted loudly to Fu Yi:
"Is this necessary? Why do you want to fight Guo Xing to the death and not retreat? If we are not here, why are we sending the sword and shield soldiers to the front? Isn't this for them to die in vain! β
Although it was not the first time that Fu Yi had seen a dead man, he had personally experienced such a tragic war, which was really shocking to this young master from an official family. He looked at Yan Chongwu, whose eyes were blood-red and was questioning him, swallowed hard, pointed to the sun in the sky and said:
"Let the others go first, after all, on the bright side, we came with 50,000 troops and were ordered by the emperor to strangle the 8,000 cavalry who had lost their horses. Under such a huge difference in strength, the leading general is Yan Dashuai, who has always been known for his tough style, if you were driven out of the valley by this group of lone soldiers at the end of the crossbow just after fighting, what do you think Guo Xing would think? And it's only noon, and it's far from the time to make a move......"
Yan Chongwu listened to Fu Yi's words, calmed down and thought about it, and suddenly realized in his heart: Yes, his style of using soldiers has always been iron-blooded, and the brothers of the Flying Bear Army who have been trained by himself are naturally the same; And Guo Xing already has a very deep understanding of Fang Junping's kid; If you don't have a rear, you will definitely not take half a step back, even if you fight to the last soldier, you will not leave the enemy a chance to breathe; And Guo Xing, of course, also knows all about this, and now if he deliberately leaks a flaw, he will never be able to escape the eyes of the little fox.
"But we're going to continue this tactic? Isn't that superiority in strength gone? β
Fu Yi rolled his eyes:
"Do you think that Guo Shaoshuai is a fool? If it weren't for the narrowness of this canyon, which is very conducive to outnumbering, would he still be here waiting for you to come and fight it? β
Guo Xing didn't know what medicine Yan Chongwu was selling in his gourd, and Yan Chongwu certainly didn't know what kind of calculations Guo Xing, a madman, was in his head. And he, Yan Chongwu, was afraid that Guo Xing would notice something, and Guo Xing was also afraid that Yan Chongwu would smell the danger!
Facing the veteran Feng Lianye, who was eager to try, the helplessness in Guo Xing's heart was by no means much easier than Fu Yi's.
"General Feng, I have said a long time ago, this blocking battle is not to annihilate the enemy, but only to lure the enemy into the valley! I know you're very heartbroken to see the speed of casualties, but it's useless for you to go into the valley and fight in person! To put it mildly, although you are a veteran in the army, you are definitely not as good as my nephew when it comes to martial arts! If you look at these knife wounds on my arm, can you go there in person and be much stronger than me?? β
Feng Lian also raised his eyebrows:
"What if he doesn't fall for it? From the beginning of the war to now, it has only been half an hour, and our brothers have already lost nearly a thousand! If it continues at this rate, how will it survive tomorrow's noon? β
Guo Xing also scratched his head at this time, how could he not know that the number of casualties now far exceeded his expectations? However, although you set up an ambush in advance to annihilate the enemy army, you must not use your hole cards now! The sulfur gunpowder he planted on the mountain was to blow up the rocks and block the road of the Flying Bear Army that went deep into the hinterland of Yanjiagou with falling rocks from the top of the valley; If it is activated in advance now, although it can increase the number of casualties to the enemy, and the effort of removing the rubble blocking the road is also guaranteed to be delayed until noon tomorrow, when Liang Jing of the East Customs will lead the army to help. But if this happens, the plan in his heart will completely come to naught.
Therefore, Guo Xing decided that he must not move this idea until he has reached a dead end.
But if it goes on like this, how long can these brothers last? You must know that the enemy army is several times larger than itself after all. If Yan Chongwu only wants to maintain the status quo in order to be safe, and starts a war of attrition with himself like this, they simply have no reason to fail.
Guo Xing gritted his teeth, clenched the gun in his hand again, and beckoned to the flag soldiers behind him, and the three of them walked into the valley like this.
When the Guo Zishuai flag reappeared in the canyon, the Pingbei soldiers who were crowded in the valley road involuntarily separated a path, and looked at the heroic spirit of their young marshal's 'light injuries and not getting out of the line of fire', and applauded in unison. This voice reached the forefront of the battle between the two sides, and it forcibly made the Pingbei sergeant who was fighting have a force in his body, and the fierce sword in his hand swung up and down, and it was forced to resist the original retreating formation.
Guo Xing carried the thick-backed big knife that Feng Lian was holding in one hand, and the old general Feng also replaced it with two large copper hammers, and the old man and the young man walked straight to the front of the team along the alley that had been opened. As soon as the two saw each other's sword and shield soldiers, they didn't say much, and directly took turns to use the blades in their hands......
'Smack......'
As soon as the arms opened, the scarred wooden shield in the opponent's hand suddenly turned into pieces, and together with the head hidden behind the shield, it was smashed into powder!
"See? Just hit it like that! He Yan Chongwu relied on such a few broken shields, and he wanted to kill and retreat from the vanguard battalion of our Pingbei Army? Are you really going to let them kill and retreat? Let's take a break, look at the two of us! β
After speaking, Yan Chongwu turned the big knife in his hand, and together with Feng Lian, as if incarnated as a giant spirit god who had fallen into the mortal dust, he waved the shoddy weapon in his hand, and even killed a person with a shield The autumn wind swept away the leaves, and with the bravery of the two generals, he actually pushed the front back to the middle of the canyon.
Seeing the heroic posture of their commander on the battlefield, the morale of the Pingbei soldiers instantly soared, and a few people knew that they were powerful men with slanted eyes and gritted their teeth, and spit two mouthfuls of foam on their hands in a daze, and after rubbing the situation, they bent down and picked up a few ownerless war hammers on the battlefield and walked to the front of the team.
In this way, the originally retreating front can be regarded as being stabilized under the 'supervision of Guo Xing and Feng Lianye', plus a few heroic warriors. After these dozen wrestlers were seriously injured and fell to the ground to sleep, the two hundred sword and shield soldiers who were sent to the front line of the canyon by Yan Chongwu or Fu Yi also ushered in the end of the annihilation of the entire army.
After Yan Chongwu and Fu Yi heard the news, they became worried about Guo Xing: If what he is looking for is such a tactic, he is too arrogant, right? Did he think that by taking the lead in boosting morale, he would be able to kill the 50,000 Flying Bear Army? Such an explosion can be done twice at a time, but the mortal body still has its limits after all. It is the so-called one drum, then decline, and three exhaustion. At that time, no matter how much he Guo Xing put on a show, his strength will be exhausted, and there will be no other possibilities.
However, if Guo Xing's plan was used, it would never be possible to fight such an idea, how could he be so stupid? Find a 'dead end' and wait for an enemy army several times your size to block the door?
But now that he has sent Fang Junping to lead the army to guard the valleys on both sides, there seems to be no danger at all on the surface, so what kind of idea can Guo Xing fight?
Yan Chongwu looked at the gradually darkening sky, frowned and glanced at Fu Yi, who also looked awe-inspiring behind him, and the two of them looked at each other, and they both found the helplessness in each other's eyes.
ββ¦β¦ Well, tell the brothers that they don't have to fight to the death, we have enough troops, and the brothers in front of us will replace them and rest when they are tired, and we can drag the 8,000 Beiyan people to life and death just by exerting our strength! β
When the order was passed to the front, the hearts of all the Flying Bear Army who were still fighting were suddenly relieved.
Now that he has a way to retreat, and he has the order of his own handsome general, who wants to fight to the death with the other party? As a result, a large number of the Flying Bear Army, which had lost their strength, withdrew from the canyon to rest, and a group of fresh troops were replaced in front to maintain the front. Still, the frequent tugging between the soldiers also posed some problemsβthe staggered front naturally began to show signs of retreating and collapsing.
This is Yan Chongwu's own general order, and he naturally has no sense of surprise; But when the situation fell into Guo Xing's ears, it made the young marshal feel a little embarrassed.
He turned his head and said to Feng Lian, who was wiping the blood beside him:
"Uncle, isn't our trick of luring the enemy deep too real? Yan Chongwu has already begun to replace the tired soldiers, does he see that our resistance is too fierce, so he simply plans to consume us to death in this valley and road? β
Feng Lian also scratched his head now, he put himself in his shoes and felt that it was not impossible, so he replied worriedly:
"Probably, but it's not a bad thing. At least they don't suspect that we have an ambush on top of the canyon, so there is no need to worry about whether they dare to enter the valley to chase and kill......"
Guo Xing also nodded after hearing this, and then asked in an uncertain tone:
"What does my uncle mean? Can we already release the water? β
Guo Xing knew that he was the first time to lead the army after all, and his control over the rhythm of the battle was far inferior to that of this Uncle Feng. And Guo Xing has a great advantage, that is, he can face up to his shortcomings and ignorance.
Feng Lian also rubbed his chin back and forth, looked at the sky again, and said in a slightly hesitant tone:
"It's a bit dangerous to deceive the enemy when the fierce battle is in full swing......"