Chapter 391: A Demon from Hell
A bright meteor pierced the dark night, leaving a sparkling figure in the night sky.
Beauty is always temporary, and the same is true of shooting stars, which are fleeting and have no chance to come back.
Meteors, not many, are considered by many people as a symbol of bad luck, and occasionally a meteor falls, which will make the people panic, and even many people have repented again and again, and the officials are even more frightened.
Meteors, a purely natural phenomenon, but here, they will be infinitely magnified, indicating the dissatisfaction of the heavens against someone.
In the past, the county magistrates of this place, and even the governors of the state capital, had to be affected.
It's just that when the meteors began to appear, leaving a beautiful figure, the war also began quietly.
Half a month later, the baggage in Li Jingbu's hands was only enough for them to support them for a few days.
But this time it was not as tragic as the last time, Cao Yingqing led the baggage troops and carried out the first long-distance supply to the Yazhou army.
There are a lot of supplies, and the scale has more than doubled compared to before, so this supply is enough for them to hold out for two months.
After handing over the supplies, leaving enough food and grass for their return journey, 20,000 people quietly returned to Yazhou with the ashes of hundreds of soldiers who died in battle.
As they got closer and closer, the captured prisoners learned that they were only a little more than 400 miles away, and if nothing else, six or seven days would be enough for them to arrive at Logo, and if they were forced to march, three days would be enough.
Li Jing did not force the march, because he knew very well that the next road would be more difficult.
More than 300 miles away from Luo, Li Jing's troops began to be attacked and harassed on a large scale, and unlike in the past, this time the Tubo people were mostly in units of 1,000 people, and they often beat the troops in front of Li Jing's troops in a chaotic manner, and they were not greedy for merit, and they retreated immediately after they succeeded, even if they hurriedly sent reinforcements, they could only collect the corpses of the troops in front of the rush.
Although the Tang army is strong, it does not mean that 50 people can resist the attack of thousands of people in the field.
The number of casualties was getting bigger and bigger, and Li Jing could only carefully collect all the troops in advance, twist the entire force into a rope, and then advance at a speed of fifty miles a day.
The inside is tight and the outside is loose, the grain and grass are sufficient, and the equipment is neat, but under such circumstances, Li Jing made a surprising decision.
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"Kill ......" roared, the horizontal knife in Li Si's hand slashed fiercely, and the whole person seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and after each slash, there seemed to be a new force to fill in.
One knife, two knives...... Ten Knife ......
"Hey! Are you crazy? Russell brandished the spear in his hand, his eyes constantly scanning the surrounding situation, and he didn't look at Li Si's angry roar.
As if he hadn't heard, Li Si glanced around, and then continued to follow.
Li Si is crazy, but he is also rational, he wants to kill all the enemies and kill all the enemies in front of him, but he also does not dare to violate the military regulations, dare not ignore the position of his comrades, and dare not suddenly break out of the formation by himself.
Even if he took the initiative to find the enemy to fight, Li Si always had to follow the overall formation to move and find.
In ancient marches and battles, the formation is the most important, once there is a mistake somewhere, if the follow-up people can make up for it in time, it is good to say, but in case the enemy seizes the opportunity, then next, the entire formation will be opened from this gap of one person, to two people, ten people, until the entire formation is broken.
The Tang Army's strict requirements for the discipline of the military formation are not without reason, especially in the face of cavalry, the formation is particularly important, once the formation is broken, then thousands of people can only be slaughtered, even if there is a military formation next to you, two military formations, they are not capable of saving you.
"Don't pull me if you want to die, don't you play like this......" Swinging his spear vigorously, sweeping away the enemy troops attacking Li Si from the side, Russell felt that he was about to collapse.
Along the way, he became a nanny-style soldier.
Although in terms of the division of duties, the pikeman is the nanny, protecting the existence of the swordsmen, or solving the harassment of the swordsmen in front of them to the greatest extent, providing him with opportunities to kill the enemy, covering, rescuing, and assisting in killing the enemy, these are the duties of the pikemen.
Comparatively speaking, the swordsmen are much simpler, they don't have much of a job, only one, rush up, kill people, kill everyone.
So, from another point of view, the swordsmen are rare, and the pikemen are even more rare, because the requirements for them are higher, but their records are far inferior to the swordsmen.
Of course, fighting in a group means that the results are evenly divided, and even if the pikeman doesn't get a single head, the battle merits are still half of his.
However, since he partnered with Li Si, he had never encountered such a situation.
The current Li Si is not a qualified soldier at all, in order to kill the enemy, he will not even use those tactics to evade the moves, he will not care whether he will be injured or die.
It seems that at this moment, in his eyes, there is only one thing left, kill, kill, kill everyone with the fastest speed and the most direct way.
Li Si became more and more energetic, and the head in his hand had already reached a double number, but Russell was getting more and more tired, and the whole person was almost collapsed to the ground.
Along the way, because of Li Si's arrogance, he doesn't know how many times he has resolved the crisis for Li Si, if he is a cat, if he has nine lives, then the two cats may not be enough for him, if it is not himself.
It is a joy to have military exploits, but no one likes to use this way to obtain military merits.
"Old Wu Chang is dead, who is not sad? Who doesn't feel bad? You are a soldier brought out by him, and so am I, I don't feel better than you in my heart, do you think it's better for you to remember the old captain? I haven't forgotten, we haven't forgotten, you think we don't want revenge? No, it's not that we don't want to take revenge, it's that we don't want to take revenge and put ourselves in it at the same time.
The old captain is gone, but there is still a big family in his family to live, if we are all gone, what will happen to the mess in his family in the future? The old and the young, we don't take care of it, what if they are bullied? Taking advantage of the gap, Russell shouted angrily.
Whether it's revenge or revenge, but no matter what, the premise is that you want to live.
Li Si's desperate offensive method, he can block him once, block twice, but can he block it for him every time?
People are dead, and they repay the kindness of a bird?
Could it be that when the time comes, I go underground and see the old Wu Chang, spread my hands and kick my legs, haha, even I am dead, if you die, you will die, anyway, I can't help it?
Li Si was stunned, and the whole person paused instantly.
The surrounding Tubo soldiers seemed to have found an opportunity, and instantly pounced.
Russell hurriedly raised his spear and stabbed the nearest person, not expecting to kill him, just interfere.
Then he swept the situation and forced one of the people around him to retreat.
At this time, Li Si, who was stunned just now, reacted, and subconsciously raised his hand is a knife, the guy who thought he was lucky and could finally kill this god-killing guy became a headless corpse the next moment.
Li Si is like a demon, a demon who has just come out of hell, where he passes, there is no life, lying on the ground, either headless or with a big wound on his body.
Rao is a large number of Tubo troops, and he is also afraid at this moment.
There were more than a dozen people who were just folded in Li Si's hands, plus the other Tang troops around them, and the first battle after the dawn came, only carried out less than half a cup of tea, and the Tubo army that came to attack was defeated.
The number of people is not large, only 5,000, but the Tang army is subject to terrain interference, so the number of people who can be sent out is also not much, only 3,000 people.
The remaining tens of thousands of people are behind him, but at this time, they can only watch dryly at the heat of the killing in front of them, but they can't get out.
Of course, they could move forward through the mountains on both sides, but the speed was too slow and the danger was too great for even the Tibetan army to do so.
Finally, after the enemy army in front of Li Si began to rout, it seemed that with this as the central point, the surrounding Tubo army also began to rout.
There is such a thing as a rout, one person can sweep away all the people, and in the end the whole battle, the whole battle will be lost.
"I'm sorry!" Li Si, who was scolded and understood, seemed to have a sense of exhaustion on his body after the enemy retreated, turned his head to look at Russell, and apologized in a low voice.
"Big head on you...... Forehead...... If only you wanted to figure it out! Originally, he wanted to continue scolding, but only then did he realize that he was apologizing, and Russell hurriedly changed his words.
Scolding, scolding comrades-in-arms, who likes to do this? But if you don't do that, I really don't know how long he will live?
But now, as long as he can figure it out, it's still worth it to risk scolding him.
"Well, you're right, the old chief is dead, but his family is still ......" Li Si seemed to think of his distant hometown, the hometown of the old chief Wu.
He just entered a dead end before, only thinking about avenging the old captain, desperate to kill more enemies, even if he died here, it didn't matter.
Now he understands that the dead are dead, and it is impossible to come back, and he can go and finish the rest of the unfinished things for him.
Dead people are not uncommon in this era, let alone wars, many people died of starvation in previous years, if everyone felt that the sky had fallen, the country would have been in chaos a long time ago.
After going through so many things and for such a long time, everyone is actually used to the dead thing.
But in the army, the matter of dead people has become more difficult than before, and even many people do not understand, many of them are not even from the same county, the same village, but after the other party dies, it is even more painful than coming out of the same village.
In short, Li Si had already made up his mind, he was flying around like a kite that had lost its way in the wind, and now, the rope that had pulled him had appeared, and he had regained his direction.