Chapter Ninety-Eight
This is human nature, no matter how strong you are, as long as you are human, when you see the enemy bleeding endlessly and refuse to give up the attack, you will be soft-hearted, this is not to show that you have mercy on the enemy, but to prove that you are human, nothing more.
This is the same as the fact that when people see blood, their hearts twitch and their gums itch, which is human nature.
But none of them can hide the fact that once approached by the Ming army, the power of the grenade began to show, and the fighting will of the Ming soldiers began to crush the crossbowmen of the Gao army.
These 6,000 crossbowmen are also battle-hardened men, and have seen a lot of blood, but they have never seen such a number of soldiers dare to charge against an array of bows and crossbows twice their size.
And what is even more surprising is that they are really approaching.
What frightened the crossbowmen the most was that when they approached within ten zhang, the things thrown by the Ming army could cause so much damage to themselves.
If you bend your bow and shoot an arrow, if you are lucky, you can only shoot one person, and as long as this thing explodes, you can kill several.
The power of the grenade has the greatest lethality to the morale of the crossbowmen, because the crossbowmen found that the infantry could attack from a distance like them, and as long as the infantry approached, it was the crossbowman's nemesis, which was like a nightmare in the crossbowmen's heart, which made them begin to fear.
Gao Fang found that his formation was starting to be a little messy.
Gao Fang smiled, this moment had finally come, the moment he saw the Ming army, he had a mind in his heart that he was prepared that this moment would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
Gao Fang did not give the order to stop the movement of his soldiers, because he knew. No matter how hard their soldiers tried, they could no longer resist the charge of the Ming army, as opposed to this. It's better to let them go, if you can die a few, count a few.
Gao Fang finally felt that he was really old, but it was a pity that he didn't realize that he was old until now.
Gao Fang stretched out his left hand and gently wiped the corner of his left eye, and he suddenly found that his eyesight had deteriorated due to his age. I can't see things very clearly.
A trace of sourness flowed in Gao Fang's heart, because he could go home in another fifty or sixty miles, but it was a pity that it was such a short distance. He led 6,000 soldiers and couldn't cross it.
That's it, that's it, it's finally at home. Gao Fang muttered silently in his heart.
Ahead, the Ming army was already approaching five zhang. Firearms are more powerful. And the hundreds of people who followed the Ming army's charge actually came up with the latecomers and quickly surrounded them from the right side.
Gao Fang smiled again, and the last moment came.
Gao Fang is not crazy, he laughs, because he has no regrets, in this life from an ordinary soldier to now the power of Dali and the opposition, can compete with Emperor Dali. What's the regret?
Now for the benefit of his family, he is competing against the Ming Kingdom, the lord of the world. What's more?
Since there are no regrets, why not go with a smile?
Gao Fang suddenly pulled out his sword, and committed suicide with his neck, catching the guards around him off guard.
As soon as Gao Fang died, Gao's army was in chaos, and was instantly defeated by the approaching Ming army, and some of the soldiers who fled in all directions were captured by the Duan army who rushed forward, some did not enter the surrounding area and disappeared, and some of Gao Fang's henchmen followed him, and when they saw the lord commit suicide, they also committed suicide with a knife.
In this battle, there were 3,000 Ming troops, more than 800 dead and more than 1,000 wounded, and the casualties reached seventy percent, but as long as the Ming soldiers who could still stand, they all looked up.
This is a kind of momentum, a momentum that makes the enemy's heart tremble, even if there is an enemy several times larger than themselves in front, the soldiers are just as confident as the momentum of knocking them back, because the soldiers of the Ming army know that they are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of death than the enemy, and they know how to die better than the enemy.
Death is a technology, and dying without gain is a waste, but the death of every soldier of the Ming Army is for the life of his comrades, and they are undoubtedly the people who know how to die best in the world.
The heavy casualties made Bai Likang deeply blame himself in his heart, but he didn't have time to blame himself, Bai Likang ordered, and the whole army quickly cleaned up and advanced in the direction of Dali Mansion.
The soldiers of the Ming army had already been prepared, and they did not need Bailikang's orders, because they knew that their commander was facing the danger of life and death.
Even the more than 600 Duan clan troops silently completed the purge and prepared to set off.
The contagion of the soul is undoubtedly powerful, it can make an originally timid person become a hero who attracts attention, but the premise and price is that he has to pay for his life first.
These more than 600 people were now silently moved, and even if Bai Likang ordered them to charge against an enemy several times their size, they would shed the last drop of blood on their bodies without hesitation, just like the Ming army.
There are no heroes in the world, and there are no absolute cowards, the key is how to stimulate that little bit of blood in human nature.
The injured who could not move were voluntarily stayed, Bailikang did not have any comfort, everyone knows, the future is uncertain, if Dali City is lost, then this go, it must be a vicious battle, it is not an exaggeration to call it nine deaths and a lifetime.
Let the wounded stay, or give them a way to live, at least not be killed.
More than 1,000 Ming troops plus more than 600 Duan troops, a total of 1,800 people, silently embarked on the road to Dali City, no one spoke, but everyone's heart was stirred with a fire, the flames of war.
Bai Likang clearly found that these more than 600 people had suddenly merged with the Ming army, and if they changed into military uniforms, they would no longer be able to tell that they were once Duan's army.
This battle sublimated the fighting spirit, fighting spirit and soul of these soldiers, so that they knew how to fight and how to die, so that they could be respected by others, even the enemy.
The furnace of blood and fire, from which comes out is no longer a man, but a warrior.
1,800 soldiers, under the leadership of Bailikang, plunged into Dali City like arrows.
It's a pity that they couldn't get their wish, and the providence played tricks, because they learned that Dali City was in the hands of the Ming army without danger.
On the west bank of the Lancang River, when 1,800 warriors were preparing to swim across, the oncoming Bailiyi and Yang Tingshibu joined them.
The 1,800 soldiers who were about to die suddenly found that their strength was nowhere to be vented, as if they had punched out with all their strength, only to find that the target in front of them had disappeared.
The soldiers fell like mud on the banks of the Lancang River, because on this day and night, they not only experienced two battles, but also ran more than 100 miles.
After all, they are people, even if at the previous moment they were still warriors, but at this moment, they are just people, ordinary people.
Bai Likang opened his blood-red eyes and refused Bai Liyi's persuasion, Bai Li Yi wanted him to return to Dali City, rest for a day or two, and then lead his follow-up army to attack Tengchong Mansion. (To be continued......)