Chapter 2 (30) The Battle of Nanguan (Part 3)
The chaotic sound of a house collapsing and collapsing walls woke Shang Cheng from his coma. He lay on the door panel that had been used as a stretcher, blinking his eyes and staring at the dim sky, unable to tell where he was. But he immediately saw the flames on the wall in the distance, the figures were longing, the sound of killing was fierce, and the thumping sound of swords and guns intersecting was far and near. Suddenly, the ghost at the gate of the village cried wolf, and shouted like a wolf: "The camp is broken!" At that moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be silent, and in a moment he could hear the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.
The Turks have come in?!
Shang Cheng's heart was suddenly shocked and anxious, his eyes looked around for the weapons that could be used, and he wanted to sit up with his hands on the door panel. How do you know that when you don't get up, your elbow suddenly goes soft, and the person falls straight and straight, and the back of your head hits the hard door panel with a loud "tom", and you feel that your eyes are dark, and you almost faint again.
No, you can't lie here! He immediately warned himself in his heart. But in a hurry, his hands and feet were so sore that he didn't have any strength at all, even if he made two fists, he felt that his fingers and arms couldn't exert his strength. He took a few deep breaths with his eyes closed, felt some strength regained, and then slowly sat up.
At this time, the camp has become a pot of porridge, surrounded by panicked and headless flies, everywhere men shout women crying, and some people shout "Mom! The Turpets have come in! Someone shouted, "The camp is broken!" Run for your life, everyone! There is also a howl of looking for a husband and a child, "Tree! Tree Daddy! Where are you? And there were people who were so angry that they shouted, "What the fuck official!" Just run for your own life, whether we live or die! ”
All the officials have run away? As soon as he heard the news, he immediately realized that the C-shaped camp was over. He fought several battles with the border guards, raids and sneak attacks, as well as formations to attack and defend at Linguan, almost everything, during which there were dozens of people who attacked the glory of Guangping Post and burned the pass and grabbed horses, and also experienced the defeat of being strangled by the flank of the cavalry of the Turbulent Cavalry and the whole army was scattered, and gradually he also knew that the battle in front of the battle was not afraid of the few people and the enemy, and he was afraid that without the officers to command the soldiers, the system would be chaotic, and once it could not be done to advance and retreat together, it would be a situation of collapse of the whole line in the blink of an eye.
What to do? What should I do?
The idea of "running for his life" flashed in his mind, and he was abandoned before he even made a wave, and he was a "deserter" once, and he didn't want to be a second time; Besides, when Gongqian Pass was broken, there was only one Zhao Shi by his side, and there were neither officials nor villagers, so he and Zhao Shi faced the menacing Tuqi people all over the mountains, what could they do if they didn't escape? It's not the same today! Now he is surrounded by villagers and elders from four villages and eight miles......
He grabbed a wooden stick beside him, used it to support himself to stand up, and just as he stood up straight, he saw a group of a dozen or so people running over in the darkness.
Alas, the wooden stick in his hand will not work, and it will not kill people...... He sighed to himself. When I wanted to pull up the wooden stick, I felt that the stick was light at one end and heavy at the other, and when I pulled it up hard to look at it, it turned out to be a blacksmith's sledgehammer for iron; Weighing the weight with his hands, he weighed forty or fifty pounds one by one. He alternately danced the hammer back and forth with both hands, and chose the position of the grip, and his heart was also determined: this sledgehammer is a good thing! It's better than a straight knife so that the opponent can still resist with a knife, whether it's a scimitar or a leather shield, this thing can't be blocked, as long as it is smashed, it will inevitably be a hammer to pieces, even if the opponent can snatch a life from the Lord of Yama, I'm afraid that this life will be crippled......
He smiled and watched the dozen or so people running closer and closer, wondering if he should meet them and give them a dismount.
Just as he was about to teach this group of opponents a lesson, Zhao Shishi's voice came first: "Don't do it!" Brother Monk, it's us! It's me, Zhao Shishi! ”
Fuck it! He cursed in his stomach. After a long time, this group of people is the guards who retreated from the front!
Zhao Shishi, who was covered in blood, came over with a straight knife and asked anxiously, "Brother monk, are you okay?" ”
Shang Cheng didn't care about grinding with him, so he asked, "What's the matter?" Why was the gate broken? The Turpetrites have come in? ”
Zhao Shishi wiped the blood on his eyelids, gasped and said: "The soldiers of the Sudden Exhaustion Dynasty suddenly increased, both beating us and the big battalion, and the big battalion issued a banner saying that there were no reinforcements, let us deal with it ourselves, and the few big officials who made the damn man ran away with people first." As soon as they ran, everyone's hearts were in turmoil, and the captain died again, and there was no one to command......"
Hearing what he said, Shang Cheng turned his face and looked at Shi Chang, surnamed Bao: "What now?" He had already seen clearly that the surname Bao was the only officer in the group of guards. It's good to have the officers there, at least the soldiers know who to listen to, so that they don't mess up.
Bao Shi Chang was also covered with sweat and blood on his face, panting with a straight knife on his hand, listening to Shang Cheng ask him, he opened his mouth and didn't say a word, he just coughed, coughing and asking in a dumb voice: "...... You, you...... How do you say? ”
Shang Cheng looked at the blazing gate, listened to the sound of thunderous horses' hooves, and said with a deep voice: "If you want to form a formation, you must retreat slowly, otherwise everyone will die." Even if we can run back to the camp, the camp won't open the door and let us in, and one by one it will be a death. He glanced at Bao Shi Chang to see that he had no objection, and then said, "You give the order for the guards to gather and line up. A few grain depots can't fall into the hands of the Turks! If there are rockets, they will release arrows, and if there are no rockets, they will send people over to light the fires, and no matter what, they will not let the people of Tuqi grab food! Speaking of this, his heart jumped suddenly: in the daytime, he didn't see the people of Tu Du exerting all their strength, obviously they were also afraid that the Zhao army guarding the camp was forced to burn down the grain depot, why was it almost dark but they suddenly increased their troops? Not only did the troops increase, but the Turbulents also attacked the two camps in two ways, what is the reason for this? Could it be that the war in Duanzhou has changed, and the Turks are readjusting their plans? Or rather...... Reinforcements from the direction of Nanzheng came?
Many thoughts turned in his heart in an instant, but his mouth still kept making suggestions: "Shout, call the soldiers and townsmen to come over." The burning of the grain depot must not be delayed, and people must be sent immediately! Shout again, let the villagers not run around, go to the old camp from the side gate - they are bare-handed villagers, we won't do anything to them if they don't clean up, there are bows and crossbows of the old camp on the road as cover, the cavalry don't dare to get too close, they should be able to save a life! ……”
As soon as he said a word, Chief Bao Shi answered, and almost did not move the order, and more than a dozen people shouted in unison: "The soldiers and townsmen are all leaning over!" The folks all go to the old camp! At the beginning, the voice was still relatively weak, mixed with the shouting and killing screams, and it was not very clear, and gradually as more and more soldiers gathered together, more than 100 people shouted, and the voice suddenly became louder.
At the beginning, the infantry army of Tu Duci still came to intercept in groups, and after being cut down and smashed to death one after another, several small leaders and dozens of corpses were dropped, so they hung at intervals of twenty or thirty steps, neither chasing nor fighting, but only following the Zhao army. Shang Cheng didn't care about them, they just collected their own people while retreating. When they were about to reach the side gate of the camp, there was also a team of more than ten cavalry. As a result, the cavalry who rushed to the front ran headlong into Shang Cheng, pulled the reins and raised the scimitar, and the people around heard a thunderbolt in mid-air, and the cavalry's head neighed and fell to the ground, and the horse's face had collapsed into a deep pit; The horseman was also agile, and when his horse fell, he could still stand firm, and he picked up his scimitar to block the hammer that fell on his head, and his head and face were at once like ripe berries
All one could hear was the soft sound of the scimitar slashing at the wooden handle of the hammer, and then the head and face of the cavalryman of the Turquoise were like ripe wild peaches trampled by the hooves of horses in autumn, and the ground was sunken, and the red and blood-white pulp suddenly crawled all over the face.
This scene frightened the later dozen cavalry stupidly, grabbed the reins and urged the war horse to jump to both sides, the guards in the circle were brave with swords and guns, and in an instant they poked over and chopped down seven or eight people, and the remaining few people finally escaped, and they suppressed the war horse in the distance and said nothing to come up again.
At this time, the guards who burned the grain depot had succeeded, and more than a dozen large warehouses and small warehouses were set on fire, and the camp was full of fire. The horns of the Thorns of the Turbats came and went almost without pause, and they sounded like a flurry. It was important to put out the fire, and the soldiers who followed didn't care about Shang Cheng and them, and "sent" them out of the side gate of the camp and never followed.
When Shang Cheng and his party staggered back to the old camp, the fires in the C-shaped camp were gradually extinguished.
The battle in front of the old battalion was still fierce. The people of Tuqi did not know what was suddenly crazy, but they actually lit torches to fight at night, and the torches reflected the brilliance of half of the sky red, and the burning rockets flew towards the old camp like meteors, shouting and shouting and killing shook the sky.
As soon as they entered the side gate of the old camp, Shang Cheng and the others sensed that something was not quite right, and the two teams of guards held torches and formed two neat phalanxes behind the wall; There were four or five people kneeling in the clearing, and there were two or three corpses next to them, and looking at the clothes and armor of these people and corpses, they were the officers and officials who had abandoned the camp and fled for their lives. A draped general looked at them with a blood-dripping sword in his hand, smiling evilly. There were also dozens of disarmed soldiers who were escorted to kneel by the wall, all of them drooping their heads and their faces like earth.
The general squinted at Shang Cheng and them, swept the long sword on the corpse to remove the blood, and the corners of his mouth drooped and said softly: "You dare to abandon the village to save your life, this is an example!" As soon as his hand was raised, a few cold lights flashed, and the five officers and officers who were kneeling immediately had two heads.
The man who returned from the C battalion also had a sentry commander. He saw that the two teams of guards were facing him with their swords and guns, and the people around him were also holding guns and knives and glaring at each other angrily, so he had no choice but to step forward and bow down and salute, swallowing and spitting, and said: "The officers have fled, and the brothers ......."
The general interrupted him: "You are not an officer? ”
"General Li, the humble position is just a sentry ......"
General Li snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, and with a straight hand, the long sword that had just been swept away from the blood was plunged into the sentry chief's chest. "General Li Yiyi Army......" The sentry commander was holding the long sword in both hands, and blood was already spilling from his mouth, ** and wanted to explain again, as soon as General Li raised his leg and closed his hand, he kicked him aside, held the sword and sneered: "Of course you are not an officer." ”
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight officers had died in front of the village, and the soldiers and soldiers who had fled back from the C-shaped battalion were so frightened that they retreated again and again. General Li glanced around everyone's faces, stared at Shang Cheng and asked, "Is it the border army?" ”
"It's not. I'm Xiang Yong. ”
"What's your name?"
"Shang Cheng."
The firelight flickered, and General Li's face was also Huo Minghuo, and his eagle-like sharp eyes stared at Shang Cheng up and down a few times, and suddenly asked, "Shang Cheng, are you afraid of death?" ”
"Don't be afraid."
"Good!" General Li smiled and nodded, "It's good not to be afraid of death." One by one, I will promote you, you are now the captain of the C-shaped battalion of the Nanguan battalion of the Yanshan Wei Transit Envoy Division. He waved his hand in a circle, and finally pointed to the C-shaped battalion behind Shang Cheng, raised his voice and said, "Take your people, bring these deserters from the C-shaped battalion, and the two sentries here, go, take the C-shaped battalion back for me!" As long as you recapture the C-shaped camp, I will give you the first credit! ”