Chapter 290: This is how the skeleton horse thief kills

"What about our casualties?"

"One died, five wounded. Thanks to the fact that the armor under our leather jacket is a fine product sent by Gaotai City, otherwise the casualties are more than that. You must know that although the brothers are brave, those Tuyuhun people who tried in vain to send news to Golmud are all dead soldiers who do not want to die. ”

Wu San sat up slowly, took out a small jade bottle from his arms and handed it to Xiao Shizi and said: "This is a bottle of treasure given by the general when he was still working by the general's side, and it was prepared by the general himself, but I remember that the general was not very satisfied at the time, so he gave me and Wu Si a bottle." You arrange for someone to cook a pot of mutton soup and pour five drops of this treasure into the pot, in such a cold weather, those warriors who are in a hurry to get away and are not afraid of death should need a bowl of hot soup to drink. ”

If the world-famous poison general Wang Junlin is willing to take out the poison he concocted and sell it, I believe it can be sold at a sky-high price. Therefore, as soon as Xiao Shi heard that this was the poison prepared by the general himself, a blind man with a pair of eyes that had already lit up, carefully took the jade bottle with both hands, and went to cook mutton soup outside the tent.

In the next few days, there was an endless stream of Tuyuhun people who reported the news, and they fled desperately from the north and east, bent on delivering the news of the arrival of the Sui army to the Golmud region, the core of Tuyuhun in the southwest. As a result, without exception, they all disappeared into this strange tribe, and even the bodies could not be found.

Poison kills people faster than knives, and it is easier to kill, Wang Junlin himself is not satisfied with this bottle of poison, in fact, the medicine is very violent, Xiaoshizi is reluctant to waste, so only five drops are added to a large cauldron, but this pot of sheep soup kills many more enemies than they kill with knives during the day.

The most time, more than 30 Tuyuhun cavalry were poisoned by a pot of mutton soup.

The Tuyuhun people have no writing, and if they want to deliver a message to a distant place, they can only rely on oral transmission, and even some beautiful songs.

Wu San took his two thousand skeleton horse thieves and stayed in this tribe for three days, and when they killed a troop of more than 1,000 Tuyuhun cavalry, Wu San already knew that this was not a place to stay for long.

What's more, there are dead bodies buried underground, and even the murderous skeleton horse thieves don't want to sleep on top of the dead corpses every night.

So, Wu San began to transfer with two thousand skeleton horse thieves.

At this time, the skeleton horse thieves were already very wealthy, and he currently had a herd of horses and a flock of sheep, and he was definitely a wealthy family among the Tuyuhun people.

From the Tuyuhun people who reported the news, Wu San had already learned that the army of Su Changqing, Jiang Muchang and Li Xiang had swept more than two hundred miles to the west.

What he had to do now was to take advantage of the fact that the 10,000 Tuyuhun army left behind in Golmud did not know that the 3,000 Sui army was killing in their rear, and then quickly retreated to Gaotai City with them.

The general personally trained 5,000 men and horses in Gaotai City, and he couldn't afford too many casualties here.

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Sunset.

Su Changqing's armor had a thick layer of blood scabs, and as long as he walked around, the blood scabs that had dried up would fall to the ground.

Three days of sleepless bloody battles had exhausted his strength.

Standing in the cold drinking water, he kicked away the corpse of a Tuyuhun lying in the water, ready to drink it.

He had just picked up a handful of water, but was knocked out by Jiang Muchang.

Su Changqing's charcoal-like red eyes looked at Jiang Muchang in astonishment.

Jiang Muchang smiled bitterly, took out a kettle from behind his back and put it in Su Changqing's hand and said, "The general once gave a strict order, unless we had to do it, not to let us drink raw water." ”

Su Changqing was a little embarrassed and said: "It's not good to be thirsty, forget about it." ”

Then he said to the soldiers around him: "Pass the order down, and those who drink raw water without permission will be killed!" ”

After speaking, he pulled out the kettle stopper, drank a pot full of water, licked his lips and said to himself: "When the general set this rule, I didn't understand it very much, and I still don't understand it. ”

Li Xiang walked over and said, "The general's words have their own reason, and one day we will understand." ”

As he spoke, he scooped the water from the river with his helmet and began to wash the blood off his body.

The cold, clear water poured from head to toe, and after passing through the armor, it turned into crimson blood.

Behind him, there were many more soldiers who were also cleaning their armor, and it didn't take much effort for the river, which was less than a foot wide, to turn blood-red.

Jiang Mulang was naked, grinning with his teeth stimulated by the ice water, and ran to Su Changqing's side in three or two and said, "The scout came to report just now, and there is no trace of the enemy within a hundred miles behind us." ”

Su Changqing sneered: "The messenger who escaped is not one or two ......."

Li Xiang smiled: "Don't forget that the three martial artists are behind us with his two thousand skeleton horse thieves. ”

Su Changqing said suddenly: "You mean that the Tuyuhun people who reported the news were all killed by the skeleton horse thieves of the three Wu people." ”

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The bloody battle of Shifeng Village continued, and the army of Xue Yantuo under Xue Qiluo had attacked the city several times, but it was always unable to stand on its feet, and was immediately driven down by the defenders and people who were united in the city, Xue Qiluo's initial spirit had disappeared, his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his face was becoming more and more gloomy.

The attack on the fort and the main fortress has lasted for a day and a half, and the two forts have spent most of the day, which has surprised him very much, and the combat strength of the defenders of Shifeng Village has increased a few points in his heart.

He didn't want the cavalry of Xue Yantuo, which belonged directly to their father and son, to be used as cannon fodder for the siege of the city, so he just drove the warriors of various tribes to step up the siege of the city, and the first attack on the city once made these tribal leaders feel high, but it was only a few times to attack the city, every time at this time, the soldiers and people defending the city burst out with amazing combat power and desperate will, and the warriors of the various tribes who finally stood at the head of the city were defeated.

Look at the sun, it is almost dusk again, and the other party general named Niu Jinda is not a fool, he must have noticed that something is wrong at this time, but I don't know if Carter Bear can hold him back.

Seeing that another wave of attacks was repulsed, Ren Junshuo sat down weakly in a pool of blood, he had been hit by several arrows in his body, fortunately the injury was not serious, but it was also bloodstained.

The surrounding area is full of corpses of soldiers and people who have fallen to the ground, how many people have died, he has no heart to pay attention to it, the casualties of the old pawn are a little better, but there are only three or five hundred people left, as for the young and strong people, Hu Dafei smiled weakly and bitterly, how many thousands of young people are left? He didn't dare to imagine.