Chapter 171 • The Struggle of Small
Huerdu turned around and looked around, and saw that there were very few people who surrendered with him, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, he was afraid that if these excited soldiers suddenly swarmed around him and chopped him into meat sauce, then he would lose more than he gained, and when he was hesitating what to do, there was a sudden rumble on the ground, which shook the snow in front of him and kept shaking.
Zhang Erhu finally gave up his plan to continue watching the play, his eyes flashed, although the Humeng people are not good at infantry combat, but he can't give the other party a chance to form a formation, which will bring unnecessary losses to his side, so he decided to charge immediately, as for those Humeng soldiers who choose to surrender, life or death depends on their luck, after all, at the beginning, he didn't plan to keep prisoners, but the fat man wearing high-level general armor, it's a pity to die, if you can catch it alive, it should be a great achievement.
The galloping war horse carried the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, rushing towards the Humeng soldiers who were hundreds of zhang away, in the past, the Humeng people sat on the war horses, condescendingly impacting the infantry phalanx of the Yan army, this time, Zhang Erhu finally had a feeling of raising his eyebrows in his heart.
"Let you also feel the oppressive feeling of this landslide!" Zhang Erhu thought viciously.
The distance of 100 zhang, but in an instant, because the Hu Meng soldiers lacked the combat experience of infantry against cavalry, and even basically did not experience this kind of infantry angle battle, in the face of the rolling torrent of the Yan cavalry, they invariably showed a look of panic, even if the original Hu Meng general who took the lead in calling everyone to cheer them up again and again, but when the Yan cavalry's bright spear was less than ten zhang away from them, some people took the lead in not being able to resist the fear in their hearts, screamed, turned their heads and ran.
With the first, there was the second, and then three, four, five, six, and hundreds of people all fled backwards in panic, and there were less than a hundred people left in the same place, still gritting their teeth and holding on, but the morale had collapsed, and the defeat was decided.
These people may be regarded as real arrogant soldiers, Zhang Erhu praised in his heart, but the war horse under the seat did not have the slightest intention of stasis, with his extremely sharp spear, without hesitation, pierced through the head of the Humeng general, and the scimitar he originally wanted to use to block the spear did not even have a chance to raise it.
The human wall of less than 100 people collapsed in an instant under the rapid impact of 5,000 cavalry, but Zhang Erhu had no intention of stopping, and there were hundreds of Hu Meng's soldiers in front of him who fled in panic like ants, and his task was to leave all these people, not one left, here.
The Humeng people finally experienced the despair of being chased by the cavalry, and they couldn't run away if they couldn't beat it, and some of them reacted quickly, and hurriedly threw away the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground, held their heads in both hands, and signaled to the Yan cavalry that they wanted to surrender.
However, Zhang Erhu didn't plan to give them another chance, except for the dozens of people who followed Huerdu to lay down their weapons at the beginning, even if the rest of the people were temporarily spared, after the Yan cavalry killed their current target, they turned back and gave them a knife without hesitation, making them kneel there forever.
In less than half a pillar of incense, Zhang Erhu shook off the blood stains on the spear, and drove the war horse under the seat to the front of Khurdu.
Kuerdu looked up at Zhang Erhu and continued to bow in his broken Yan Chinese dialect: "The general of the defeated army is sudden."
Erdu, I have seen the general. ”
Zhang Erhu's expression changed, the name of Huerdu, he had heard it no less than ten times, when he first arrived in Xiema Town, he knew that this person was a senior general on Humeng's side, and he was also one of the three commanders under Temuter at that time, but he didn't expect the two to meet here, in such a form, it was a big surprise to him.
In his previous expectations, the most likely way for them to meet was that the two of them each led a cavalry, and in the vast land of Dingzhou, they showed each other's lifelong momentum and charged each other, but the scene in front of him made him sigh the drama of fate.
But now is not the time to speak, Zhang Erhu signaled his subordinates to tie up Huerdu, and then gave him a horse alone, after all, the war horses of Yan Kingdom are not as good as Hu Meng's horses, and with a heavyweight tonnage like Huerdu, the war horses of the Yan army cannot carry two people at the same time.
Zhang Erhu's Yan cavalry came and went quickly, and after a while, the town was quiet again, but the difference from before was that there was a strong smell of blood wafting in the air here at this time.
In a straight line that stretched for miles from north to south, there lay corpses one after another, both human and horse, a long river of blood, slowly soaked under these corpses, the color became redder and wider.
The snowflakes continued to flutter in the air, and the cold wind whistled and blew, but in a few hours, everything that happened here was completely buried by the new snow, and there was no trace of it on the surface.
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"Marshal! To tell the truth, although I Zhang Erhu is determined to mess with you, I have never really convinced you in my heart before this. On the way back to the city, Zhang Erhu happily followed behind Yan Changfeng, walking side by side with Liu Zhilan, and from time to time he looked back at Hu Erdu, who was on horseback like a dead pig, and his lips couldn't help but grin at the root of his ears.
"But now, I'm convinced of you, and in the future, wherever you point, I'll fight, in the water and fire, without frowning."
Liu Zhilan glanced at the loyal guy beside him, and smiled secretly in his heart, among the three, he and Yan Wuji have known each other for the longest time, and the two of them were just little-known people in Xiema Town, Yan Wuji is under Zhu Ziming, the head of the scout team, and he is behind Qiu Xin, a staff member without any name, it can be said that step by step, the experience of the two falls in the eyes of the other party.
Although Yan Wuji was promoted from a chief to his current position, it was more because of his birth, or because of the father behind him who sat in the position of commander of the Northwest Army, and Liu Zhilan was able to achieve the steady progress in the eyes of others, and he was basically stained with Yan Wuji's light, but it is undeniable that the two of them did work very hard and walked out of countless desperate situations in order to have today's situation.
After all, ordinary people, if they want to achieve a career that is not equal to their birth, they have to have countless desperate situations, and they have to struggle with small and broad struggles, and now, Yan Wuji has started this struggle, and they are not like this.
"Eh, Lao Liu, you are talking, just ask you this battle, are you convinced?" Zhang Erhu saw that Liu Zhilan didn't speak for a long time, and the duck pulled his throat and shouted at the other party.
"Don't yell at me, think about things." Liu Zhilan mercilessly rejected Zhang Erhu's invitation to chat, but
Unfortunately, it was useless to say this, Zhang Erhu's spit Xingzi continued to crack at him, and Liu Zhilan unconsciously frowned to meet the other party's challenge.
As for Guo Tianxu, he still habitually hung half a step behind them, watching Zhang Erhu and Liu Zhilan come and go, spitting stars flying sideways, but he didn't have the slightest intention of getting involved, but he now has a different understanding of Yan Wuji in his heart.
Maybe everyone has a process of accepting a new team, such as Zhang Erhu in the past, and Guo Tianxu now, in fact, he has been looking at this person who suddenly appeared and replaced Ge Cheng Age with a suspicious gaze, he doesn't understand what this young man is capable of, and he can sit in the position of military marshal at a young age.
It wasn't until later that he knew his identity, but this only made him even more disappointed in the imperial court and Liang Wang Yanhu, after all, the appointment of the army is not a child's play, it is still this kind of senior general, it is related to the fate of this army, it is related to the lives of the officers and soldiers in the army, and even to say that it is related to the victory or defeat of a battle, and it is related to the danger of a country.
If it weren't for Ge Cheng'a's efforts to persuade and appease, he Guo Tianxu would probably have already left his pick and returned to the field.
However, this ambush made him begin to re-examine the young military commander in front of him, ambushing the cavalry with infantry on a vast plain, which would be tantamount to suicide in the eyes of anyone.
But he did it, from the clarity of the plan at the beginning, to the methodical deployment of the deployment, and now the arrogance and impatience after the victory, in any way not inferior to a seasoned veteran of the battlefield.
This reminded him of what Ge Cheng'a said to him before leaving, "Our generation has more than enough to keep up, and we are not open enough, maybe because of age, or maybe we haven't fought for too long, so many times, our thinking is already a little out of rhythm, you must know that the situation on the battlefield is changing with the rest of the world, and if you don't keep up with it, you will be controlled by others step by step and tired of coping." ”
"General Guo" Yan Wuji's voice suddenly came, interrupting Guo Tianxu's contemplation, he looked up, and saw that Yan Wuji was turning back to look for him, so he grabbed the horse's belly and rushed forward.
"Marshal!" Guo Tianxu hugged his fists and saluted, responding to Yan Wuji.
"Yanagi no Ran! Zhang Erhu! The three of you will each report the battle damage and capture, and Jia Chong will record it. Yan Wuji called out at the same time to the two people behind him who had already stopped.
"Yes!" Jia Chong casually took out a piece of sheepskin cloth in his arms, and took out a brush, but the pen head has been completely frozen because of the ink, Jia Chong rubbed it with his hand, still no effect, opened his mouth and prepared to take it into his mouth, and use the temperature in his mouth to melt the ice on the pen head.
However, it was blocked by a hand that suddenly stretched out, Jia Chong looked along the arm, and saw Yan Wuji looking at him, "Remember it when you go back, the taste of this ink is not very good." ”
"Yes!" Jia Chong replied and put the brush back in his hand, although his expression was still calm, but there was warmth in his eyes.
Liu Zhilan and Zhang Erhu looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but look at Guo Tianxu on the side, and sure enough, there was a different color in his eyes, as if Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the gaze cast by the two, and hurriedly waved his head in a little panic, avoiding their sight.