"Captain-sama, Captain-sama!"

In the melee, Sima Wei Wei of the infantry battalion of the Northern Army found Liu Jiang, the captain of the Governor of the city, who was covered in blood and wolf, and his face was full of anxiety at the moment: "My lord, I can't fight anymore, fight again, brothers...... I'm afraid the brothers are going to be buried here! ”

“……”

Infantry Captain Liu Jiang's face was pale, not because of Wei Wei's words, but because of the battle situation.

I remember that when Dong Zhuo, the new commander of the Northern Army, ordered a formal attack on Guangzong City yesterday, although Liu Jiang was a little unhappy with Dong Zhuo's tone, he was still full of confidence in whether he could conquer Guangzong, after all, the Northern Army had rarely suffered defeats for decades or even hundreds of years, and no army had ever been able to resist them on a frontal battlefield.

But right now, seeing that the elite infantry under his command had been attacking for two hours but had not been able to forcibly attack the city wall of Guangzong City, Liu Jiang couldn't help but be shocked.

Was it a tactical mistake?

No! The tactics of Li Ru, the new commander of the military division, did not go wrong, using the infantry battalion infantry as the vanguard of the siege and ordering the shooting battalion to cover and shoot in the rear.

[But why can't the city be conquered for so long?!] ]

Liu Jiang muttered to himself.

In the middle of the ring, he looked up at the Yellow Turban soldiers on Guangzong City who he had called "miscellaneous soldiers" and "grass mustard", and his eyes gradually revealed a bit of unbelievable horror.

It was not a tactical mistake, nor was it the slackness of the infantry of the infantry battalion of the Northern Army, but the miscellaneous soldiers on the opposite side, who were originally only civilians and had almost no formal and rigorous training, showed super resilience.

Resilience is usually used to measure a person's will, but it can also be used to measure an army. The so-called resilience of an army is mainly reflected in the morale of the sergeants and soldiers when the battle is high, when the commander is sacrificed, and whether it can still make an effective counterattack.

In the case of an ordinary army. If the casualty rate of the troops exceeds 20 percent or at most 30 percent of the total number of troops, the morale of the non-commissioned officers will be reduced to the bottom, which in turn will affect the morale of the soldiers. And once the fighting spirit is lost, then it means that this army will be scattered. There are many so-called routs in history, that is, it is not that one army is directly defeated by another army, but after a long period of fierce fighting, the soldiers of one side lose their fighting spirit because of the high-intensity fighting and the high death rate, and then have the idea of fleeing. On the battlefield, once one of the armies escapes, the second and third will quickly pop up. This was followed by a large-scale escape of soldiers in a very short period of time, which was called a rout, which is also the meaning of the proverbial rout.

However, on the opposite side of the Guangzong Yellow Turban, Liu Jiang roughly estimated that the number of casualties of the other party in these two hours was at least more than 20,000, and he didn't think that this was only about one and a half of the death rate of Guangzong's 150,000 Yellow Turbans. You must know that the number of Guangzong Yellow Turbans on the city wall is basically maintained at about 30,000, in other words, the death of more than 20,000 people in two hours is directly equivalent to a death rate of 30%, or even nearly 40%.

The average army at the time of such heavy casualties. There are almost signs of collapse, but the Guangzong Yellow Turbans opposite, the miscellaneous soldiers who are not worthy of carrying shoes for the infantry of the Northern Army, are facing such a heavy death rate. The morale burned more and more, and even later, one madman after another poured out, holding the body of the infantry of the Northern Army and falling down the city together. At the cost of his own life, he will die with the former.

This kind of military resilience that regards death as if it were home and wants to fight to the last soldier is not surprised at all if it appears in a strong and honor-laden army. can appear in a rabble composed of just civilians, Liu Jiang can't imagine it.

But the fact is that the powerful infantry of the Northern Army was completely suppressed by the crowd tactics of a rabble on the opposite side. If it is said that nearly an hour before the siege began, the infantry of the Northern Army were able to repeatedly storm the city wall, and create a "stronghold" on the city wall [the soldiers who ascended the city first held that small piece of territory, so that the subsequent soldiers could climb the city wall from here and avoid facing the enemy directly when climbing the ladder], but after that, probably from the continuous sound of the damned war drums, his heroic Northern infantry did not make the slightest progress.

Not only did it not progress, but even the "strongholds" that had been occupied with great difficulty before were frantically uprooted one by one by the crazy and fearless Yellow Turbans of Guangzong, so that the infantry of the Northern Army fought fiercely for more than two hours, not to mention that they did not capture the city wall, and they could not even guarantee that they would be able to set foot on the city wall. Even if a few infantry of the Northern Army jumped onto the city wall with the advantage of their own strength, they would definitely be killed by the Guangzong Yellow Turban on the opposite side in a life-for-life manner.

Liu Jiang's heart is dripping blood.

You must know that the infantry of his infantry battalion of the Northern Army are the elite who have undergone long-term rigorous training. How long does this long-term mean? One month? Two months?

No!

In the infantry battalion of the Northern Army, non-commissioned officers who have not trained for a year can be counted as recruits!

Only those soldiers who have completed a year of rigorous training and have mastered superb skills such as rigid bodies and spears can proudly call themselves "infantry of the Northern Army"!

And those infantrymen who have been boring and hard-trained for two or even three years will define them by veterans and elites. This is not only the infantry battalion, but the entire five battalions of the Northern Army.

Swift as the wind, Xu like a forest, aggression like fire, immobile as a mountain, this sentence from Sun Tzu's Art of War, can almost be regarded as the best portrayal of the infantry of the Northern Army.

Unlike the other four battalions of the Northern Army, the infantry battalion of the Northern Army has been known for its "comprehensiveness" from the very beginning; Although their ability to divide the enemy on the battlefield is not as good as that of the Changshui battalion, their explosive impact is not as good as that of the Tun cavalry battalion, their ability to intercept and harass the enemy is not as good as that of the Vietnamese cavalry, and their ability to kill the enemy most effectively is not as good as that of the shooting battalion, the infantry battalion infantry is the most comprehensive soldier, the most in-a-class soldier, and the soldier who can best adapt to any combat environment. After all, the imitation object of the infantry of the Northern Army was the invincible army of the Han Dynasty hundreds of years ago, the Han infantry.

And such a comprehensive, fearless, heroic and good infantry, each of their lives is extremely precious, especially in the eyes of infantry captain Liu Jiang. And who are the people who are trying to trade their lives for their lives? That's just a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers, a rabble!

But it was the miscellaneous soldiers, the rabble that Liu Jiang looked down on, who gradually grasped the dominance of the battlefield, under the premise that the infantry battalion of the Northern Army had friendly archers to cover and assist in the battle. He actually led this siege battle, and suppressed the infantry of the Northern Army and could not force the city wall.

Years of belief and self-confidence were challenged at this moment, which made Liu Jiang's heart struggle: fight, or retreat!

War, which means that the infantry battalion may be wiped out in this nameless county town of Jizhou; And retreat directly means defeat! It means that he will bear the heavy black cauldron of the first loss of this siege war.

"My lord?! My lord?! ”

Seeing that Liu Jiang was silent, the fake Sima Wei Wei was anxious.

"Look at ...... again" Liu Jiang interrupted Wei Ji's words with a hoarse throat as he looked forward expectantly.

There, there are his most trusted generals. Infantry battalion lieutenant Sima Kuanghong.

Northern Infantry: "Oh no! Master Peng Hou, the former Qu Junhou, was poisoned and killed by the thief! ”

Guangzong Yellow Turban: "Hou Peng Hou, the Qu army in front of the enemy, is dead, and the person who killed him is General Yu (poison)!" ”

Northern Infantry: "Oh no! Lord Zhou Yang, the Marquis of Zhongqu, was killed by the thief Zhang Yan! ”

Guangzong Yellow Turban: "Hou Peng Hou, the Qu army in front of the enemy, is dead, and the person who killed him, Deputy General Zhang (Yan)!" ”

Northern Army Infantry: "The thief general Meng Chao was beheaded by the Hou Fengchang of the Zuoqu Army!" ”

Guangzong Yellow Turban: "General Meng Chao died in battle, the person who killed the general was the enemy Zuoqu Jun Hou Fengchang, and the brothers avenged the general!" ”

……

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One after another information about the battlefield situation was disseminated one after another within the Northern Army infantry and the Guangzong Yellow Turban, although the generals on both sides died in battle, but the hearts of the Northern Army infantry became more and more depressed, on the other hand, the Guangzong Yellow Turban. This army, which is almost frenzied, is becoming more and more vigorous.

The scene was so tragic that whether it was the infantry battalion of the Northern Army or the Yellow Turban of Guangzong, the soldiers killed on both sides could almost go from the city to the city wall. But the difference is that even if the Yellow Turbans of Guangzong died more than 20,000 people in battle, they still have as many as 120,000 reserve troops without counting morale. And in the infantry battalion of the Northern Army, they only had more than a thousand people left.

But what is it that supports Liu Jiang not to order the withdrawal of troops in the face of such a tragic death?

That's because Liu Jiang still thinks that this battle can be won!

[Can Win!] ]

Liu Jiang took a deep breath, and his mind gradually calmed down: "Zhi Chang Shuiying." Let them tread on the carcasses of our battalion of infantry and thieves...... Kill the walls! ”

"......" Fake Sima Wei Wei's eyes widened suddenly, of course he knew what Liu Jiang's order meant. That meant that the corpses of the infantry soldiers who died bravely in their battalion would be trampled on after they died.

It's not a pedantic truth like "the dead are great", since as a soldier of the Northern Army, he should have the consciousness of "not asking for a horse leather shroud", and when necessary, he can do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, which is the ruthlessness that the Northern Army, a strong division of Yum, should have. To put it more colloquially, the officers and men of the infantry battalion of the Northern Army can not only step on the corpse of Tongze and achieve victory, even if it is Bochang, Qu Hou, Sima, and even Liu Jiang as a captain!

The real question is, when did the infantry battalion of the Northern Army fall to the point where it had to resort to the hands of other battalion allies to achieve its own combat goals? You must know Liu Jiang's order, which means that the infantry battalion is ready to hand over all the hope and honor of breaking the city to the Changshui battalion, and they themselves will not get anything.

"Go!" Liu Jiang glanced sideways at Wei Wei and scolded indifferently.

Although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, it was the only way to win.

I have to say that although Liu Jiang inevitably has the arrogance of being a royal noble, as a school captain, this person is extremely desirable in terms of both eyesight and courage.

"That's amazing!"

Near this formation, the corners of Li Ru's mouth quietly raised a little inexplicable smile, and he couldn't help but admire.

"Infantry of an infantry battalion?" Dong Zhuo's thoughts were simpler than Li Ru's after all, and when he heard this, he asked suspiciously, and then without waiting for Li Ru to answer, he nodded and said sincerely, "The infantry of the infantry battalion has the best willpower in the world. ”

Seeing that Dong Zhuo didn't get to the point, Li Ru didn't break it, just looked at the battlefield with a smile. Of course, he noticed that Liu Jiang, the infantry captain of Fangcai, ordered someone to contact the Changshui Battalion, which was already ready to go, and naturally understood what this meant.

"It's almost time to mingle, right?"

At this time, Dong Zhuo hesitated to mention yì on the side. Although he and Li Ru planned to eradicate the infantry battalion, they served as the commander of the Northern Army. Sitting back and watching the elite army of the battalion under his command annihilated, he will not be able to say anything to the imperial court in the future. Anyway, there are less than a thousand people left in the infantry battalion at the moment, and Dong Zhuo doesn't care about this number at all. In his opinion, the infantry battalion of the Northern Army can be said to have existed in name only, after all, almost all the generals of Quhou, Junhou, and Bochang were all killed in battle, and there were a few people left, and Dong Zhuo was not afraid of what they would stir up.

But Li Ru smiled and said, "However, the captain doesn't seem to have the intention of retreating." ”

In fact, Dong Zhuo also understands that his position as coach is in name only. In addition to giving an order to attack the city, the captains of the five battalions all have their own considerations, if there is a conflict, those captains must believe in their own judgment and will never follow Dong Zhuo's orders, because they don't trust Dong Zhuo.

"If you stand by and watch, the court will ...... in the future"

"Out of the way. …… Ah Zhuo, your position as a coach is in name only. If he asks questions from the court, you can answer them truthfully. ”

"That's ......" Dong Zhuo thought for a while and felt that Li Ru's words were quite reasonable, and after continuing to pay attention to the battle situation a few times, he said in surprise. Hey? That Liu Jiang ...... Are you really willing to marry someone else? ”

"What's the point of marrying someone else? At least we can win, right? Glancing at the battlefield, Li Ru said lightly, "Liu Jiang and Liu Qi are from the royal family, and they are very strict with themselves. Will you be willing to fail? Even in such a desperate situation, he would never give up the slightest possibility of victory! It's a pity ......"

"......" Dong Zhuo glanced at Li Ru, and then snorted lightly. Nodding his head, he said, "It's a hero!" ”

Whether it was Dong Zhuo or Li Ru, they tacitly did not talk about what the phrase "it's a pity" meant.

As Li Ru guessed, as an infantry captain of the royal family, Liu Jiang, is not a man who will give up easily. Although it is said that the imperial power of the imperial court is now in power and relatives are in power, this does not mean that the members of the Yanliu royal family are not capable, as the so-called flaws are not concealed, there are actually many capable heroes in the Yanliu royal family from time to time, such as Liu Yan, the current Youzhou Thorn Liu Yan, the next Youzhou Thorn Liu Yu, the future Jingzhou Thorn Liu Biao, and so on.

Of course, including this infantry captain Liu Jiang, he was still eager for the victory of this siege battle when the infantry battalion was almost disabled, for this reason, he did not hesitate to use the infantry battalion as a burial, and did not hesitate to give up the credit to the Changshui battalion, but also to launch the final charge!

"Soldiers in the battalion...... Press it all! ”

With Liu Jiang's order, the infantry battalion of the Northern Army launched the most ferocious charge so far. In all likelihood, this will be the last swan song of this army.

Obviously being beaten to the ground so miserably, but still having to make such a big bet, this abnormal phenomenon attracted the attention of Guo Tai, the commander of the city wall on the north side of the west city wall of Guangzong.

"Obediently, I was really guessed by that demon......"

Muttering to himself, Guo Tai perked up and roared, "Throw fire oil!" Throw all the canisters out of the tank! ”

Unbelievable, in this siege battle, the Yellow Turban side of Guangzong has never used fire oil, and now, it is clear that the infantry of the infantry battalion of the Northern Army has attacked the city wall, but Guo Tai is still in the mood to pour fire oil?

But no matter what, the Yellow Turban soldiers on the city wall immediately fulfilled Guo Tai's order, and picked up the clay pots that were carefully placed on the side of the city wall one by one and threw them out of the city.

What is that under the city?

It was the corpses that had heaped almost as high as the city walls, the corpses of the Northern infantry and Yellow Turban soldiers who had died in battle.

"Set fire!"

With Guo Tai's shout, the fire under the west city wall of Guangzong was raging, and the raging fire instantly swallowed up the mountains of corpses, and similarly, it also swallowed up the heart of Liu Jiang, the captain of the infantry battalion of the Northern Army, who was eager for victory even in a desperate situation.

"How is that possible?!"

Seeing that Guangzong's yellow scarf actually used fire to attack at this time, Liu Jiang screamed loudly, and in an instant, his whole heart was completely cold.

After all, due to this ferocious fire, the soldiers of the infantry battalion who had forcibly climbed the city wall could not retreat, and the knights of the Changshui battalion could no longer rush up the city wall on horseback on the mountain of corpses as Liu Jiang had planned.

[Defeated......]

Liu Jiang was discouraged, although he never wanted to admit it, but Guangzong Yellow Turban's arson, whether intentional or unintentional, and extinguished his last chance to win.

Glancing at the surrounding infantry who failed to forcibly attack the city wall in time, Liu Jiang made a rough estimate, but there were only more than 300 people, and the rest of the nearly 600 people were on the other side of the sea of fire, a stone's throw away.

"Withdraw!"

Taking a deep breath, Liu Jiang finally spit out this word, a word that made the fake Sima Wei Wei, who had just returned to him, unbelievable.

"Lord Captain, Lord Kuang Hong, he is still on the city wall!" Wei Wei reminded in surprise.

"......" Liu Jiang glanced at Wei Ji and was silent.

Of course, he knew that Kuang Hong, his most trusted general, was leading the more than 600 infantry to fight to the death against the Yellow Turban Army on the city wall, just to clear some obstacles for the charge of the knights of the Changshui Battalion, but the sea of fire that was close at hand buried them all.

"After you go back, you will serve as the captain of Kuang Hong......"

"......" Wei Wei's eyes widened in horror, of course he knew what Liu Jiang's words meant.

Perhaps seeing the horror in Wei Wei's heart, Liu Jiang laughed at himself, and then let out a long sigh.

"Do it well, maybe it won't be long before even the position of infantry captain will belong to you......"

After saying this, Liu Jiang gave the order for the whole battalion to retreat.

Looking at Liu Jiang Xiaosuo's back, Wei Wei opened his mouth wide and stopped talking.

Even if it is a royal noble, I am afraid that it will not be able to erase the fact that the entire infantry battalion of the Northern Army was buried, and I believe that no matter what the outcome of this battle is, Liu Jiang will eventually be removed from the authority of an infantry captain by the imperial court, and no matter how strict he is, he may be erased from the royal status, or even executed. After all, the infantry battalion of the Northern Army was almost wiped out, and even Liu Jiang couldn't afford this black cauldron.

"Ding——! Dingding——! ”

The sound of gold sounded, and the remaining 300 or so people of the infantry battalion of the Northern Army retreated in disbelief under the stunned and unbelievable gaze of the soldiers of the other four battalions of the Northern Army.

"The strong man broke his wrist, if he wasn't angry with this guy, this guy really suited my temperament." Even Dong Zhuo, who hated Liu Jiang in his heart, couldn't help but praise Liu Jiang at this time. After all, with Captain Sima Kuanghong and the 600 infantry still fighting on the city wall at the moment, Liu Jiang can still calmly analyze and ruthlessly abandon it, instead of continuing to make senseless sacrifices, Dong Zhuo appreciates Liu Jiang very much.

Li Ru smiled and didn't say anything, but calmly set his eyes on the "temporary partner" who had the opportunity to attack the city wall of Guangzong under Liu Jiang's "strange scheme", Changshui Ying.

"Next ......"

Looking at the cavalry of the Changshui Battalion, which was obviously ready to charge, but at the moment looked a little dazed because of the retreat of the infantry battalion, Li Ru muttered lightly. (To be continued......)