"I'll stay, you can take people back to the city!" Prime Minister Baekje's answer is categorical and irrefutable.

As he said just now, behind him is everything he has, and if he wants to give up unless he walks over his corpse, now it's time to fulfill this promise, how can he go back on his word as a prime minister.

"Prime Minister, Baekje still needs you, you better take people back to the city, fighting is our soldier's duty, and it has nothing to do with you!" At the critical moment of life and death, the general of Baekje made what he thought was the most correct choice.

However, he still underestimated the stubbornness of the prime minister, and despite his repeated requests, he still could not redeem the old man's thoughts, and finally could only sigh and do what he should do.

After a short quarter of an hour, nearly 30,000 people were willing to stay as dead soldiers, leaving the hope of survival to others, but these people knew very well in their hearts that the so-called return to the city would only die a few days later, and there would be no change in the outcome of the war.

Because they have no food now, no matter how strong an army without food is and how high its will to fight is, it cannot change the outcome of being wiped out in the end.

Of course, they can also choose to defeat the Datang Liaodong Army in one go, but at present, even a fool knows that they can't beat Datang at all, and they are already overwhelmed by less than 20,000 people, and if the more than 20,000 people behind them come up again, they will .......

"General, the Baekje people are about to slip away, can we chase after them?"

The transfer of tens of thousands of people cannot be achieved overnight, and the change in the formation of the Baekje people makes it clear at a glance their intentions, and Cheng Chumo's lieutenant is also a veteran of the battlefield, how can he not see it.

"They can't slip away, Xiao Duan and Wooden won't let them succeed, what is up to us now is whether our people can withstand the frontal battlefield, if they can't withstand the frontal battlefield, I'm afraid Lao Tzu can only rescue the big guy in the back."

Cheng Chumo has his own analysis of the battle situation, and in his opinion, Duan Chan and Wooden, who were harassing the Baekje people with guerrilla warfare methods, still retain a lot of mobility, and as long as the Baekje people dare to retreat, they will definitely be able to block their back road.

However, in this way, it is easy to arouse the determination of the Baekje people to fight to the death, and the pressure on them on the frontal battlefield will be multiplied, and even if all the 5,000 people are pressed up, they may not be able to stop the desperate counterattack of 100,000.

"Chu Mo, don't forget, I also brought 4,000 people, don't think that they are all dry food, these people can also go to the battlefield." Li Siwen, who was in charge of supporting Cheng Chumo, quit at this time, and retorted with his eyes narrowed.

In his opinion, 20,000 troops are enough to surround and kill the 100,000 people in Baekje, so that they have no escape, after all, they have captured a lot of war horses along the way, and 40,000 troops are enough to allocate one horse per person, even if these Baekje people really escape, it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape ten miles.

"The people you brought? Don't forget, these 4,000 people are the last of the right guards, do you want to fill in all of us? ”

Cheng Chumo is not a soft-hearted person, but if an army has suffered sixty percent of the battle losses, it is said that it is impossible to fight again, even if it is the elite of the elite.

It is very likely that such an army will collapse after the slightest contact on the battlefield, and when the time comes, it will affect the whole body, and it is very likely that the attack on Baekje will fail.

But Li Siwen obviously didn't agree with Cheng Chumo's judgment, shook his head and said with a sneer: "Chu Mo, if the right guard rate really can't go to the battlefield, do you think the chief manager will send them up?" ”

Cheng Chu was silent, squinted at Li Siwen for a while, turned back to the deputy general next to him and asked, "What do you think about this matter?" Do you think you're sure? ”

"I trust the judgment of the Grand Administrator, and if he thinks there is no problem, then there must be no problem." The deputy general thought for a moment and handed over the decision to Cheng Chumo again.

Although Xiao Cheng seems to be reckless, he is also a person who is thick and fine, although he really wants to keep all the 100,000 people in Baekje, but this purpose is based on his own damage, if he gambles with a bet that will collapse at any time, he is still a little uneasy.

"Chu Mo, how long do you have to hesitate? The Baekje people on the other side are speeding up their adjustments, and if they don't attack, they are afraid that it will be too late, and if they return to Xiongjin City, it will be impossible for us to wipe them all out in two months. Looking at the hesitant Cheng Chumo, Li Siwen was anxious.

You know, Xiongjin Fortress is not as simple as it seems, this city was the capital of Baekje a hundred years ago, although Baekje moved the capital later, but the royal city should have everything here, which naturally includes the defense system that the royal city should have.

Therefore, if the Baekje people are really allowed to retreat into the city, then the Liaodong Army has no other way but to retreat the original way, after all, they came out this time under the banner of 'saving people', and they dare not really delay in Baekje for too long without Lao Li's order.

"Good! Lao Tzu will accompany you to fight today, to die in the sky, not to die for thousands of years! Considering the consequences of the Baekje people's retreat into Xiongjin City, Cheng Chumo couldn't hold it down, and made up his mind with a wave of his hand.

It took less than a moment to reorganize the army, lecture and send troops, and after entering the battlefield, this right guard rate of only 4,000 people finally made people realize what it means to win.

After rushing to the battlefield, the right guard rate was completely a deadly frame, no rain of arrows, any guns, and no shield array could stop their advance.

With a disregard for life, the guys who wielded the horizontal knives in their hands were simply outlaws, silently passing through their own people's side, and the horizontal knives swept through the chests of the Baekje people like an upside-down galaxy, directly cutting through the defenses of the Baekje people in the shocked eyes of countless people, and killing into their own formation.

"My uncle, are these bastards beating chicken blood?" Cheng Chumo was also among the charges, but seeing that the right guard led the gang of guys to run faster than his horses with only two legs, the whole person also had a feeling of being ruined.

"The old man in the back said that the right guard rate will be withdrawn after you go back, if you are a member of the right back rate, what will you think? Will the right-back rate just disappear? “

Li Siwen, who was by Cheng Chumo's side, revealed the reason why the right guard rate was so desperate, and also let Cheng Chumo know why the right guard rate was so willing to die.

The original 10,000 right guard rate after the first battle of Goguryeo, the battle damage reached sixty percent, it is really unnecessary to say, after returning to the rest of the people will probably be scattered into other guard rates, and the new right guard rate will be reorganized.

But is it really that simple? Is the right guard rate, who only has forty percent of combat strength left, really willing to be dispersed? If that's the case, what do those dead brothers, crippled brothers, think, think?

(End of chapter)