Chapter Seventy-Seven: Dedication to Duty

Zhang Yuanchu died.

died in front of Zhang Xuan.

It was for Zhang Xuan's death.

Zhang Xuan rode a horse and stood under the banner, which was originally a high ground, although it was not too high, but the naked eye could also see the difference between this place and other places.

Here, although Zhang Xuan can look down on the entire battlefield, he is also watched by everyone.

When he was just engaged, Zhang Xuan was not within the range of the attack.

But with the time of the battle, from noon to evening, Fang Guoan also knew that time was pressing, and almost all the troops were sent to the field in turn, not even leaving time for Zhang Xuan to breathe.

Linying and Xiping two battalions, so they are elite.

But under the surging crowd, there was no deviation, and the battle line slowly retreated to the center. Unconsciously, the place where Zhang Xuan is located is not an absolute forbidden area, and Zhang Xuan stepped forward from time to time, although he did not really step forward to meet each other. But it doesn't stay behind all the time.

It is used to motivate morale.

However, the accident happened.

A cold arrow didn't know where it came from, Zhang Yuanchu saw this, didn't say a word, and covered Zhang Xuan with his body, this arrow was ruthless and heavy, hitting Zhang Yuanchu's chest, from the gap in the armor, through it, Zhang Yuanchu couldn't even ride a horse at all, and fell heavily on the ground, and immediately someone went to see it and shook his head at Zhang Xuan.

It means that there is no salvation.

Zhang Xuan rode on the horse, not moving.

Not really, Zhang Xuan is not worried about Zhang Yuanchu.

Although Zhang Yuanchu is silent, he can be regarded as loyal to his duties by Zhang Xuan's side. How could Zhang Xuan have no feelings at all.

But he didn't dare to do anything that would be misleading.

At this time, I don't know how many people look at him again. Once he turned over and dismounted, what he knew was that Zhang Xuan checked Zhang Yuanchu's injury, and if he didn't know, he thought that Zhang Xuan had been hit by an arrow. It will cause a commotion in the hearts of the military, especially in this special case.

Zhang Xuan had all his expressions, only nodded lightly, indicating that he understood. There was not even an explanation for the disposal of the corpse.

Without him, at this time. Almost all of them were sent to the front line, and Zhang Xuan was surrounded by only a few dozen people, including Yao Qisheng and Zheng Lian, who did not know how to go into battle to kill the enemy.

Moreover, this arrow may be just the beginning, maybe there is also a sharpshooter who is staring at Zhang Xuan in the dark, and the rest of the people are covering Zhang Xuan with big shields. There is simply no human hand to take care of a dying man.

No one cares about a living person, let alone a dead person.

On the battlefield, the dying are nothing more than the dead who breathe.

Zhang Xuan's face did not move at all, and he looked unmoved.

There have been more wars, and Zhang Xuan understands one thing better.

That is to fight a war, and it is not something that can be done by one person, and no one can turn the tide alone. The soldiers of the whole army fought under the command of Zhang Xuan, that is, they handed over their lives to Zhang Xuan.

It was already Zhang Xuan's fault to let the army fall into such a trap.

And Zhang Xuan's responsibility made him have to be closer to the front line, a little closer. Closer, so that the best judgment can be made, as for saving his life, that is not Zhang Xuan's responsibility, it is the responsibility of his personal guards.

Zhang Xuan also gradually understood the words of the British star Nelson: England needs everyone to fulfill their duties.

When you are fighting, you only need to do two things, do your own thing, and believe that your comrades-in-arms can do your own thing.

Zhang Xuan took out the clairvoyant mirror again, and suddenly saw the panicked look on the face of an officer and army general, and said: "Order, let Qin Meng attack again and drive directly to the Chinese army." ”

Then the flag waved behind him.

There were only three or four hundred horsemen around Qin Meng, who were sitting on the ground biting dry food.

Dry food is hard, can be used to smash people's pot helmet cake, is a specialty of Shaanxi, according to legend, the Qin Dynasty's military food is this, is it true or false, Zhang Xuan does not know, but he knows that this hard cake is like a stone, can be kept for a long time.

"My lord, General Zhang has given an order, let's rush again." Qin Meng's personal soldier said.

"Get on the horse." Qin Meng took two bites fiercely, picked up the water bag and took a long breath. The inside of his mouth was bulging, and the hard pieces of cake seemed to be stones, and if he wanted to pierce Qin Meng's face, Qin Meng only needed to soak it soft first, and then eat it slowly.

When he got on his horse, he patted the old fellow on the neck and lifted the reins. Passing through the Xiping camp, hundreds of horsemen rushed into the ranks, immediately causing a great avalanche of officers and soldiers. However, this alone is not enough to salvage the situation.

But when he saw a flag landing, it was the flag of the general under his current command landing, and he fled.

This person ran away, which immediately caused a chain reaction, and the officers and soldiers suddenly seemed to have lost their souls, and countless people turned around and ran, Qin Meng slowly chewed the dry food that was still hard in his mouth, leisurely, and chased behind.

He knew that three or four hundred horsemen were a little too little.

So even if you catch up and fight, you won't be able to kill many people. Therefore, the best way to cause chaos to the enemy is to cause the most chaos.

On the battlefield, many people did not die at the hands of the enemy, but trampled on each other.

Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

On the battlefield of ancient times, it is never necessary to be unilateral and transparent. Knowing oneself and knowing that the other side will win a hundred battles, this is of course a wise saying of soldiers, all those who lead troops to fight, there is no one who does not read, but there are still so many people who defeat the battle.

This shows that it is easier said than done.

On the battlefield, never try to know yourself and the enemy, even if you are the best intelligence agency, know everything you want to know, but on the battlefield, this news is rooted

It can't be delivered to you in time, and it's so difficult to know the other. And it's not necessarily easy to know the other.

For example, this battle.

The previous scouts were dispatched, and within a radius of several miles, it was not without probes.

But the occurrence of this problem can only show that at least one hundred households of scouts who go out have problems. I don't know if he ignored it, or if he was killed. But Zhang Xuan now has so many people under his command, even if he handles military affairs 24 hours a day, he may not be able to manage whether a hundred households are competent.

Zhang Xuan can only manage one battalion officer now, below the battalion officer, the sentry commander is at most familiar, and then the next level, Zhang Xuan is really powerless.

Therefore, in the event of a war, absolute information superiority is impossible, and even if Zhang Xuan has just ordered an attack, it is just a gamble. Betting on this officer's psychological endurance has reached its limit.

Now it's a gamble won.

Although it cannot inflict great damage on the opponent, it is impossible for the enemy to regroup within an hour or two.

It is also ridiculous to say that Zhang Xuan never canceled any gambling in later generations, but in this era, he has become a real gambler, and the biggest thing he gambles with is human life.

"Take." An arrow was nailed to the big shield beside Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan looked to the west, seemed to be observing the time, and said, "Do you see where it is?" ”

"See." A voice said.

"Deal with him." Zhang Xuan said.

"Yes." Lou Lei said. Lou Lei immediately dismounted, not knowing where he went.

Lou Lei is a good hand selected by Zhang Xuan from the Jinhua army, and he is a descendant of the Qi family army, the elders all died in Liaodong, he will not do anything except killing, the Zhejiang army is declining, and people like him are in the rivers and lakes and recruited by Xu Du.

It is also with these people that Xu Du can compete with the government in Dongyang.

Zhang Xuan looked at Lou Lei, but he liked Lou Lei's good gunning method, because of well-known reasons, the accurate shooting of the firearm was very problematic. Therefore, under normal circumstances, it is inaccurate, and Lou Lei is just outside the general situation, although it is not as good as a bow and arrow, but it can also be seven or eight out of ten, which is already rare for Zhang Xuan.

Therefore, Zhang Xuan gave him the best firecracker, which was a Western-style gun made by a fine craftsman, which was worth more than 100 taels, and he also took him by his side as a personal guard.

The sunset is still four fingers away from the horizon, and it will be dark for about half an hour, which makes Zhang Xuan feel a little anxious.

Now Zhang Xuan is desperately wanting to get dark.

Because in the dark, there is a high probability that the officers and troops will stop attacking, and without him, it will be too difficult to raise fire and fight at night, and the accidents that may occur are too great. Under normal circumstances, any general with some insight will not choose to fight at night.

It's just that Zhang Xuan didn't expect that this is not a general situation.

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