Gao Zhan's task is to delay the attack of Xue Yantuo's people, how long can it be delayed, and now the task has been completed, but the ending is not the same as planned.

The large-scale attack of the Xue Yantuo people made him unable to retreat at all, and the Turks who had no intention of resisting would inevitably collapse if they saw him withdraw, and Gao Zhan had no choice but to face the battle.

And the consequences of the battle were just like the eyes, a 'fanged' squadron was disabled, and there was no way back except to survive.

They can't do it if they give up their comrades-in-arms, and they can't do it if they leave their comrades-in-arms either, so they choose to fight to the death and defend the dignity of the 'fangs' with their lives.

With the determination to die, Gao Zhan gathered all the warriors who could still fight together and arranged them within a radius of five miles, intending to fight to the last of his strength.

……

The night gradually covered the grassland, and the nervous warriors slowly relaxed, and the Xue Yantuo people would not follow them at night, which meant that they had one night to repair.

On the battlefield a hundred miles away from them, the battle had already ended at this time, and the Turks began to disperse after Gao Zhan led people to break through, most of the 20,000 troops were killed, and the rest fled without a trace, and Li Simo disappeared early.

Surrounded by countless Xue Yantuo cavalry, the reckless and middle-aged scribes slowly approached the black royal banner.

But as they got closer and closer, they faintly noticed that something was wrong, those black shadows were like puppets, no matter how close they were, they didn't move, and no one came out of the tent under the king's flag.

And when everyone got closer, they found that those figures were all straw men, but they were wearing Tang Jun's clothes and masks on their faces.

Looking at the countless straw men in front of him, Lu Mang only felt that an indescribable emotion filled his brain, and without thinking about it, he took out the saber on his waist and slashed a straw man to the ground: "Li Chengqian, Lao Tzu and you are incompatible!" ”

The middle-aged scribe looked at the straw man who fell to the ground, and an indescribable emotion also welled up in his heart.

How unreliable does Li Chengqian have to be to make jokes about his Wang Qi, doesn't he know the truth that Qi is in people?

In ancient times, when marching and fighting, most of the morale of soldiers came from the commander's banner, and if the commander's banner was lost, it would mean that the commander had been killed or captured, and morale would be greatly affected.

Even in ancient times, even in modern times, many troops had their own battle flags, and when the troops found that they were besieged or unable to keep the battle flags, they would often burn the battle flags, so as not to fall into the hands of the enemy and affect their morale.

This is also the reason why they fought the War of Resistance for 14 years and eliminated countless little devils, but they never captured their battle flags.

However, now Li Chengqian is doing the opposite, throwing his royal flag here, and he doesn't even have a person to protect the flag, isn't he afraid that Xue Yantuo will use this royal flag to make a fuss?

Because of such curiosity, the middle-aged scribe unconsciously raised his head and looked at the royal flag erected high, and it was this look that also made him see the problem.

Close at hand, the huge small seal 'Qin' character on it comes into view, but this word looks very uncomfortable, and always makes me feel that something is wrong.

As a scholar, the middle-aged scribe naturally would not let go of this feeling of being wrong, and looked more and more carefully, and this careful look at a mouthful of old blood spurted out directly.

Because there is not a complete 'Qin' character on it at all, but a stroke similar to the 'ten' character is missing in the middle of the character.

That is to say, this royal flag looks like a royal flag, but in fact it is a Xibei goods, fake.

At this time, Lu Mang also saw the plausible word 'Qin' on the Wang Qi, and soon discovered the secret hidden in it, and even saw two other words in the corner of the flag with good eyesight - stupid!

Although he didn't know what a 'fool' was, it was obvious that it wouldn't be a good word, which made him feel even more annoyed and angry, thinking that he had been dragged here for more than half a month because of such a fake king flag, and he couldn't swallow the evil breath in his heart no matter what, and shouted with a knife in his hand: "Burn it for Ben Khan, burn it!" ”

Yes, burn, it has to be burned, preferably to burn that bastard! The middle-aged scribe stood up straight with the support of his entourage, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a silk handkerchief, and cursed viciously in his heart.

There is nothing in the world, and mediocre people disturb themselves, this sentence proves the authenticity of the ancients to countless Xue Yantuo people.

Carried away by the rage, the reckless and middle-aged scribes made up their minds to burn the fake royal flag, and it was precisely because of this decision that they regretted countless times in the next three months why they had made such a stupid decision.

The raging fire burned abnormally, and the entire royal flag and the flagpole seemed to be smeared with a layer of grease, and the torch burned as soon as it touched it.

Such an unusual situation aroused the alarm of the middle-aged scribe, but before he could say his warning, an earth-shattering loud bang suddenly sounded around the flagpole, and the Xue Yantuo person who had ignited the fire in the past was blown into countless pieces almost instantly.

A large amount of earth mixed with countless debris flew in all directions, and a large amount of smoke and dust rose in an instant, and the sound was mixed with the shock wave of the explosion of a large amount of gunpowder that swept everything around at a speed of three hundred and forty meters per second.

There was no time to think about what was happening, there was no time to make defensive moves, and even at the moment of the explosion, countless people had no idea in their minds at all.

This is a trap, a trap that Li Chengqian carefully prepared for his enemy, this is the hint he got in the classic movie "Mine Warfare" in later generations, after the fake Wang Qi dragged the enemy for a long time, the enemy will inevitably be angry, and burning or cutting off the Wang Qi will be their most direct idea.

Of course, if Lu Mang had enough self-cultivation to be ecstatic to see the word 'stupid' on it, and let people take it off and go home and put it on the bedside to sleep with him every day, Li Chengqian would have nothing to say, and those gunpowder could only be buried in the ground forever.

……

When Lu Mang and the middle-aged scribe woke up, it was already noon on the third day, and the feeling that the joints of their bodies were almost shattering made the two of them not even have the strength to curse.

I wanted to ask about the current situation, but I found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make a sound, and the people around me just opened their mouths and didn't speak, and after a long time, the two guys with bandages and splints on their bodies found that it wasn't that they couldn't speak, and it wasn't that others just opened their mouths and didn't speak, but that the two of them were deaf.

(End of chapter)