Chapter 143: Bleeding at Every Step
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Zhu Houzhao is now only human, fighting away, the air is humid and the roads are muddy, which has brought a lot of pressure to the Ming army.
Of course, under the same circumstances, Pu Jie's coalition army was no better, but in addition to the Tatar cavalry, who were good at kung fu, there were also Jurchen barbarians who could confront the king of Changbai Mountain head-on in the deep mountains and old forests.
These Jurchens, who have so far relied on their legs to run rampant in the forest, can be said to have exerted their combat effectiveness to the extreme in such an environment.
Large-scale battles of tens of thousands of people, more than 100,000 people, are no longer possible in an environment full of mountains and barren grass and trees, and small-scale battles are inevitable.
Although Zhu Houzhao successfully repelled the attack of the coalition forces in the battle of Beishan, it was impossible for him to hold such a small hill forever and wait for reinforcements, or vainly try to kill the nearly 100,000 troops on the opposite side.
After two or three times, Zhu Houzhao had to make a suspicious plan. The Ming army under his command began to evacuate in batches, but the banners of the Ming army in Lin Mangzhong were quite a few, and even individual small teams even played Zhu Houzhao's handsome flag.
All in all, how can you bluff people, how to come.
Originally, Zhu Houzhao wanted to forcibly break off, but his understanding of guerrilla warfare exceeded that of this era, and it was only fitting for him to delay the attack of the coalition forces.
But Zhang Yi disagreed, very disagreeing. The Liaodong General Army, who came with them, also made it clear that they were against it.
The minds of the two are different, Zhang Yi roughly guessed Zhu Houzhao's identity, so how dare he let the emperor break off.
On the spot, he patted his chest and said that he could do it, even if the whole army was destroyed, it would ensure that the enemy army could not break through a single step from his own defense line.
The general army of Liaodong purely said that he was not a coward, and that the defense of Liaodong was originally a long-term battle with the savages in the forests of Changbai Mountain and the Tatars who occasionally harassed him.
Except for the Korean army, which he has always looked down on, the other two are his old opponents.
Zhu Houzhao finally made a decision, and his troops were divided into three small teams, each with varying numbers.
The three generals each led their headquarters to disappear into the forest, with the same purpose of rushing towards the coastline.
The easiest of the three teams was the 10,000 Shenji Battalion taken away by Zhang Yi, loaded with guns and ammunition, and the team of men and horses made bright and dark thunder everywhere on the road they walked, and the effect could be imagined in the dark forest.
The second is the Liaodong cavalry led by the Liaodong General Army, although this force is only twenty or thirty thousand, but they and the Tatars also look at the opponent, and they can't take anyone from the long-distance attack.
The saddest thing is Zhu Houzhao, although the five military battalions he led have participated in the defense of the capital and have a certain combat effectiveness, but it is really a bit difficult for him to fight against the Jurchen savages in the deep mountains and old forests.
The Fifth Army Camp had a large number of people, a full 20,000 people, and although it lost more than 1,000 people in large and small battles, it was still considered complete.
However, such a fully formed army, an invincible team on the plains, was not an opponent of the Jurchens in the deep mountains and old forests.
In the process of moving to the seaside, they took a mountain path, and they could not move fast at all with a lot of heavy grain and grass.
And those Jurchens didn't have any concept of baggage, and they dared to go into the forest when they were covered with air-dried meat.
Basically, they hit and eat wherever they wanted, like locusts. The wolf nature of eating has developed.
But Zhu Houzhao didn't care about this, he was annoyed by the Jurchens who were flying in the forest like apes.
The path of the Ming army was already difficult, and they had to beware of cold arrows shot from the dark and damp corners of the forest from time to time.
This is excessive, the Jurchen archery is extremely accurate, and basically every shot can take the lives of many Ming soldiers.
Fortunately, there are not too many Jurchens, and the number of people who chased and killed Zhu Houzhao this time was only five or six hundred, and the others were ordinary Korean troops.
It can be seen that Pu Xie completely broke up the coalition forces and scattered to pursue the three Ming armies.
Such a situation every day made Zhu Houzhao very worried, and the casualties of more than 100 people made this team of less than 20,000 people panic.
Even if they were dead, it was impossible for those injured Zhu Houzhao to leave them behind, so they were tired of Li Rumeng.
A girl's family deals with blood all day long, and the sleepless days make her already white little face even paler.
But Li Rumeng still gritted his teeth and persisted, carefully caring for each wounded soldier, which won the respect of many Ming soldiers.
The number of wounded soldiers is increasing every day.
For a few days, it was Zhu Houzhao's subordinates who were tearing milk, but the members of the special combat team led a hundred and ten ordinary sergeants into the forest.
But in the end, there were less than thirty people left in that sniper team, and all the others were trapped in the dense forest.
According to the reports of the members of the Tearing Milk Clan, the combat effectiveness of the Jurchen savages was very strong, and ordinary soldiers could not find the traces of the opposite side at all, and they would be killed by the cold arrows suddenly shot from the unknown corner.
When Zhu Houzhao's injury was completely unhindered, he decided to take the initiative and no longer defend passively.
Under the leadership of Zhu Houzhao, 200 members of the special combat team plunged into the forest.
It was very dark in the forest, and it was much darker than outside.
It's just an undeveloped primeval forest.
After Zhu Houzhao adjusted to the scene in front of him, he took a deep breath.
The whole body was in a state of combat readiness, and all the special combat team members also lowered their heart rates, and quickly hid themselves in the dark corners of the woods.
A group of more than 200 people quietly touched the depths of Lin Mang.
The members of the milk-tearing special combat team have long figured out where the Jurchens are stationed every time. Therefore, when someone led the way, the special combat team led by Zhu Houzhao moved quickly.
Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao raised his hand, and immediately clenched his fist after his ears moved.
All the special forces stopped at the same time, holding their breath.
Zhu Houzhao carefully observed the scene in front of him, and sure enough, a tree more than twenty meters away from them shook again imperceptibly.
Good guy, Zhu Houzhao stared at it with a telescope, and there were actually two Jurchen sentinels on top of that big tree, and the camouflage was extremely perfect, I am afraid that the beasts may not be able to see their traces.
However, Zhu Houzhao's Wudang faction boxing skills are good, his ears and eyes are far better than ordinary people, plus the help of the telescope.
The posture of the two little two forces on the tree reaching out to scratch the eggs and tickling them were all clearly seen by him.
After being disgusted, Zhu Houzhao slid through the dense shade of the trees like a snake, and soon advanced about five meters.
As soon as the steel crossbow in his hand was raised, two slender crossbow arrows made of stainless steel were shot out.
After two muffled pops, the two Jurchen savages, who didn't even have time to scream, fell from the trees.
Two arrow feathers, both of which hit the throat with precision!
Hundred miles of road, you Jurchen savages, let us sprinkle blood all over us, today is the time for you to pay for your blood debts! (To be continued.) )