"Withdrawal"

Borshu gave the order without hesitation.

Although he knew that the tribal warriors in front of him could no longer withdraw, he still had to withdraw his troops.

The deputy general next to him was obviously a little stunned, on the battlefield, the Han army did not have many men and horses on its own, if it could restrain the men and horses and set up a front, there was still hope for a battle, if it was a retreat, it would be a dead end.

"Borsey"

The adjutant general grabbed the reins of Borshu and wanted to dissuade him, after all, the Great Annexier was in the city, and if he was defeated like this, the Great Annexed might cut everyone down, who let the Great Annexier not wait to see the tribal army.

Borshu pushed away the lieutenant's arm: "Don't pull me, I don't want to die yet, I'm not his opponent." ”

Bolchi pushed away the lieutenant general, roared the tiger, beckoned the warriors who followed, and retreated numbly, as long as he got out of the battle formation, in the dark night, who could catch himself.

When Zhao Fatzi broke through the Thule military formation, he glanced at the Thule military horses that were rapidly retreating in the distance, and his face was full of doubts, what was going on, the Thule people would also flee away?

This is not the Tulle soldier I know!

You shouldn't have fought me for 300 rounds, and you will only fight and retreat if you are defeated.

"Kill, annihilate them."

Zhao Fatzi reflexively killed and went back, this gang of Tule turtle grandsons, burning, killing and looting, doing all kinds of evil, killing them all.

In the bloody battle in the middle of the night, the two Tulle thousand-man teams were basically annihilated and lost their command, and the leaderless Tulle soldiers faced the guards blessed by the formation card, and they were basically one-sided tú shā.

When the battle was over, it was getting dark.

Most of the villagers gathered, and Su Lu instructed the villagers to say:

"Bring food and clothing, and flee up the mountain as soon as possible to avoid the retribution of the Tulle, and also inform the nearby villages, and the Tulle people will retaliate, but regardless of the village."

Everyone basically has relatives in Shili Eight Villages, and they don't care about it anymore when they hear the words, so they pack up their own food, take the livestock and go out of the village.

When Su Lu led the army back to the camp of the Five Wolves Plain, the sky was already bright, and Zhang Lu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, his eyes were red, and he walked back and forth in the camp.

Seeing Su Lu, Zhang Lu let out a sigh of relief and greeted him: "Dudu, I didn't return last night, but I was scared to death." ”

"Xingying has sent a message, the Right Route Army and the Middle Route Army have broken through Yuci and Xitunling, let us be sure to hold off the main force of Tule and give them a chance to capture Yumen Pass."

Su Lu took the military affairs booklet handed by Zhang Lu, read it, nodded, and ordered:

"This is easy to do, the two of us will lead the army in a row, alternately dispatch, and sweep away the team of Tulle who is plundering outside the city, so that we can not only drag down the Tulle people, but also cut off Tulle's food and supplies."

Zhang Lu had long wanted to lead the army, and was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay, I will lead the army during the day today, and I will kill him without leaving a piece of armor." ”

After these days of continuous fierce battles, the strength of the four guard battalions of A, B, C and D has improved rapidly, except for Su Ping's A guard battalion because of the lack of horses, the slow marching speed, did not dare to confront the Thule army, the other three guard battalions are basically engaged with Tulle repeatedly, and the combat power is strong.

Su Lu talked with Zhang Lu about military affairs for a while, arranged military affairs, and then went back to the camp to sleep.

By the time Su Lu woke up, it was already dark.

Scattered torches had been lit in the camp, and the smell of porridge and vegetables permeated the entire camp, and the patrolling guards kept probing in the direction of the houses as they walked back and forth.

The guards of the Bingwei battalion also got up, talking and laughing and polishing weapons, scrubbing horses, and washing military robes, and there was a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the camp.

Su Lu asked the mound at the gate of the camp: "What about Governor Zhang Ludu, haven't you come back yet?" ”

"He can't do it."

The mound pouted.

He looked down on Zhang Lu a little, he was born in the army, but he always wanted to be the governor of the capital to lead the soldiers to fight, I don't know how many catties and taels he has, and he didn't know if he turned around and cut off the soldiers of the Hou Ye.

The sound of people roaring and neighing horses sounded outside the camp gate, and the guards guarding the camp gate opened the camp gate and pushed open the horses.

Su Lu's pupils shrank, what about Zhang Lu, is something wrong?

Li Kun turned over and dismounted, saw Su Lu, and when he walked over, he stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, his personal guard next to him was quick and stopped him.

Li Kun pushed away the hand that the guard was holding him, and staggered over, his face full of annoyance.

"Second brother, don't let Zhang Lu lead the troops anymore, don't you understand it, don't say it, and command blindly, not to mention the countless casualties in my Yiwei Battalion in this battle, even Lao Tzu's lieutenant has been put in."

Li Kun squatted down with his head in his hands, his voice full of sadness:

"How can I explain to the orphans and widows in his family, old grandson, why are you so fucking beaten!"

Su Lu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, it was good that Zhang Lu was not dead, the Left Route Army had a governor and a large governor, if Zhang Lu hung up, it could be said that he was the highest rank general who died in the Xuanfu War.

Zhang Lu was the last to enter the camp, his clothes and armor were stained with blood, and even the horses under him were covered with blood, and the horse's mane was full of black-brown stains.

Commanding to treat the wounded soldiers, Zhang Lu ran back and forth, until all the wounded were in the camp, and Zhang Lu ran over to talk to Su Lu.

"Master Hou, Lu is worthy of your attention, although this battle was won, but the losses were numerous, even the lieutenant of the Yiwei Battalion was folded in, Zhang Lu is incompetent, please give Hou Ye a sin."

Su Lu pulled Zhang Lu up and said softly:

"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, if anyone can really win all battles, then the Tulle people have already been beaten away by us, it doesn't matter if you lose once, sum up your experience and continue to fight, not to mention that you still won."

Zhang Lu's face was full of bitterness, looking at the blood-covered Yiwei battalion guards in the camp, listening to the miserable howls coming from the camp tent, and his voice was hoarse.

"Master Hou, don't comfort me, I have a few catties and a few taels now I understand, if it weren't for the brothers of the Yiwei Battalion today, and Captain Li Kun commanded properly, I would have done it this time."

"Master Hou, I still don't want to fight in the future, and I can rest assured that I will sort out the logistics and sort out the army for you in the rear."

Zhang Lu was really disheartened this time.

These days, I followed Su Lu to lead the army, watched Su Lu win every battle, and fought Thule crying dad and calling mother, and slowly forgot that the camp had been repeatedly defeated by Tulle's army in the past, and I had the mentality that I can do it.

After going on today, Zhang Lu realized that if I can't do it, I can't do it, even if it's the same team, the same captain, if it doesn't work, it won't work.

Listening to Zhang Lu's words, Li Kun's dark face next to him gradually lost his emotions, the second brother is right, not everyone can win the battle, but except for the second brother, every battle must be won, as long as he fights under the second brother, he can win every battle.

After dinner, Su Lu was discussing military affairs with Zhang Lu in the handsome account.

"Report, Governor, Camp Report Paperwork, the Right Route Army broke through the Wangxiang defense line, broke the Tule army, and drove the remnants of the Tule army into the Hanhai Desert."

A herald came in from outside the camp, holding aloft a telegram.

Zhang Lu came over from his seat, took the paperwork, glanced at it, and handed it to Su Lu, his face full of surprise.

"The speed of the camp is so fast."

Su Lu looked at the paperwork and nodded:

"It's very fast, the right army should be led by General Xie, General Xie has been stationed in Tianqi City for many years, and he has rich experience in fighting with Thule, if it weren't for General Xiao's confinement of men and women, and his refusal to use General Xie greatly, the right side may not necessarily be broken through by Tulle."

Zhang Lu has a different opinion: "Although the right side may not be broken, but the left and middle roads have been broken continuously, General Xiao is fortunate to have replaced General Xie in advance, otherwise General Xie's family will have another female general who is loyal to the country." ”

"Report, a great victory."

Another herald entered the camp with a report of victory.

"The Middle Route Army broke through Xitunling and marched to Yangpingpao."

Zhang Lu looked at the report document in his hand, and his face was full of consternation.

What's wrong with the middle lane and the right lane, between the ten days, the next two cities, the speed of this advance is too fast.