In an instant, the momentum of the army of more than 300,000 was actually suppressed by 60,000 traitors. ♀ What the war was for, I'm afraid eight out of ten government soldiers don't know. They didn't have the heart to think about it, as the people of the Great Sui Dynasty, it was a lucky thing that there were men in the family who were arranged in the government soldiers. Because that means that they can enjoy exemption from all kinds of military service regardless of whether they go out to fight or not. Although they had to bring their own clothing, light weapons (bows and arrows, horizontal knives) and food for the last trip to war, they had to provide their own clothing, but after all, war does not happen every year. In addition, everyone gathers in the state and county for training for a period of time every year, and they will also learn some skills of killing and self-preservation on the battlefield. And those who were unfortunate enough to not be incorporated into the government army not only had to pay for food and service, but in the event of a large-scale war, they would also be temporarily conscripted to serve as the people who transported the baggage. The scale of the war is extraordinary, and it will even be the same as the previous two battles of Liaodong, without any training, each person will be issued a knife in his hand and will be incorporated into the official battle sequence.

Everyone usually follows their respective generals and fights different enemies in a muddle. If you are lucky enough to make meritorious service and get a reward, you can use the reward money to buy a few acres of land for your family, or make new clothes for your wife and children. If you are unfortunate enough to die in battle, there is no way, it is better than starving to death and dying of exhaustion on the way out, and casually adding bones to the ditch. At least everyone can leave some traces on the list of the dead in the army, meet a better magistrate, and get some bereavement benefits for their families.

Today, however, the 60,000 rebels clearly tell the soldiers what they are fighting for. "Die in Henan, don't go to Liaodong!" This request is very humble, so humble that people can't bear to listen to it, but it makes the soldiers tremble in their hearts. The soldiers hesitated and retreated, and they who had experienced the tragic Liaodong War knew better than the rebels the dangers of Liaodong and the taste of leaving their homeland.

The morale of the officers and soldiers plummeted. "Only chase the mastermind, never ask!" Eight words, no matter how unreasonable they shouted, some people even closed their mouths in shame.

"Beat the drums, beat the drums!" Yuwen Shu found that he was frustrated and ordered loudly. Hundreds of large drums rang out in the military formation at the same time, wave after wave, trying to drown out the shouts of the enemy. And the humble demands of the enemy army for a safe life pierced through the drums like sunlight again and again, illuminating everyone's eyes.

"Die in Henan, don't go to Liaodong!"

"Die in Henan, don't go to Liaodong!" With a desolate, mournful cry, the rebels began to move forward. ♀ Regardless of the forward and rear teams, a full 60,000 soldiers and horses pressed several times their own officers and troops like Mount Tai. The pace is neat and the will is firm.

"They're sending them to death by doing this!" Yu Wenshi heard the generals behind him talking. This time, he didn't agree with the group's opinion. Advancing in no order, without the suppression of archers in advance, and the huge shields and heavy infantry at the front of the team were seriously lacking, according to common sense, the rebels were indeed looking for death in this way. But the kind of behavior in front of him that seems to be looking for death (color, but with a kind of pride that regards death as home, this arrogance makes the officers and soldiers of the Great Sui unable to raise their heads, and the arms of the bow and arrow holding the bow are trembling.

A person who can train the actions of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in such a uniform manner in a few months is definitely not a reckless man. Yu Wenshi felt cold in his heart, and there was a faint surge of fear. This is not a good sign, even when he was deep in Liaodong last year and followed the brothers to fight thousands of miles, he did not feel this way. Subconsciously looked up at Li Xu, the backbone of the Xiongwu Battalion, and Yu Wenshi found that the expression on the other party's face was as gloomy as his own, gloomy with a little admiration. He knew that he was not wrong, Xu Zi lacked in the intrigue of officialdom, and his ability to predict and grasp the battle situation far exceeded that of many battlefield veterans. At this time, even his face changed, indicating that the battle in front of him was indeed dangerous.

"Brother Shiji, do you know that person?" Li Xu pointed to more than one hundred and seventy steps away with the tip of his knife and asked in a low voice. He was referring to the enemy's commander-in-chief. In a few moments, the rebel array had advanced nearly a hundred paces, and the white-bearded old general had instigated his war horse and walked in the first row of the phalanx.

"I think I've seen it, it's too far away to confirm!" Yu Wenshi replied by sucking his gums. Last night, my father's intention to take the credit of others was so obvious that Xuzi actually called himself a soldier and a brother. Yu Wenshi was very surprised and very hesitant. Usually when he interacts with people, everyone usually calls him Lord Governor, and those who are familiar with him call him his cousin and call him Brother Renren. The nondescript name of "Shi and Brother", except for the gang of old men in the Xiongwu Battalion, no one dares to call it.

Yu Wenshi is very nostalgic for the taste expressed in the words "Shi and Brother", because he himself does not know how long this warm feeling can be kept. ♀ This kind of warmth stirred in his chest, and even the murderous aura emanating from the enemy seemed to be diluted a lot. He pergola, looking into the distance again, as the distance between the rebels and his own army grew closer, he finally discerned the identity of General Whitebeard.

"Xuzi, this person is Li Zixiong, the former right military guard general Li Zixiong!" Yuwen Shi and his voice had changed nervously when he heard his voice. Li Zixiong is a veteran of the battlefield with the same name as his father, and because his surname is too poor, he was expelled from the army by the current saint. This person took refuge in Yang Xuangan in a fit of rage, and among the rebels, he was the only general who had actual combat experience before the rebellion.

"Li Zixiong, is he famous?" Li Xu's next question made Yu Wenshi almost lose his breath. He finally understood why Asahiko only showed respect for the enemy on her face, and not as nervous as herself. This stupid guy who doesn't know anything about officialdom doesn't know what kind of character Li Zixiong is, no matter how famous the other party is, he sounds like an ordinary member of the rebels, no different from Li Mi and others.

Yu Wenshi didn't have time to popularize the knowledge of the Great Sui military portal and faction to Xuzi, and during the time he was talking to Li Xu, the enemy army had gradually stepped into the effective range of the infantry bow. With the terrible sound of the horn, the sky began to darken again, and tens of thousands of feathered arrows rose into the air and then fell with a hiss. Most of them missed their targets, and a few pierced through the thin armor of the rebels, nailing the unfortunate to the ground.

The rebels' formation instantly became a little jagged, but soon returned to order. The elites who walked in the front row raised their shields to block themselves and the robes behind them. The recruits who walked in the back row stepped on the bodies of the dead to fill the void in the upper ranks. At the end of the procession, thousands of archers stopped and drew their bows in place. The feather arrows and the feather arrows of the official army met in mid-air, and some of them collided and landed. The other part smashed into the large array of officers and troops.

"Woo-woo-woo!" The sound of the trumpet hissed like a wounded beast, and the hair stood on end. Both sides sounded the horn of attack, one more poignant than the other, and the other more rebellious than the other. Yu Wenshi saw a small phalanx in front of his father break away from the brigade and meet the enemy. At the front were three rows of heavily armored infantry armed with huge shields and broad-bladed swords, and the fourth to tenth rows were all lancers. ♀

The sky was full of flying arrows, with the sizzle of a poisonous snake, falling from the sky and taking lives. People on both sides of the enemy and us were constantly falling in the process, but the frequency of the soldiers' footsteps did not stop in the slightest. With blood and death as a bond, the distance between the rebels and the official vanguard slowly narrowed, slowly shortening to less than thirty paces. In order to avoid accidentally injuring the soldiers and horses of his own side, the rain of arrows had to stop. Immediately afterwards, there was another violent sound of war drums, and the soldiers of both sides shouted loudly and accelerated forward.

The soldiers of the two sides were about to come into contact, and Yuwen had a premonition that he was about to hear the roar of the two teams colliding. Instinctively, he opened his mouth, ready for the piercing impact. The expected crashing sound did not sound as expected, and when he looked up, he was surprised to find that the enemy's formation had suddenly changed, the huge phalanx was divided into two, and a small part continued to move forward, entangled the advance of the official army. Most of them rushed diagonally to the left, followed behind Li Zixiong's war horse, and rushed straight to the right flank of the official army.

"They're crazy!" Although he felt sympathy for the rebels, Yu Wenshi still had to look up to the sky and sigh. General Li Zixiong's ability to control the rebels was admirable, and no one but him could make a group of severely ill-trained civilians change formation and change the target of attack at the moment when the two armies were about to come into contact. However, he chose the wrong direction of the main attack, and the left flank of the official army was the naval division of General Laihu'er and the local soldiers and horses commanded by General Chen Ling. If Li Zixiong had led the imposing rebels to successfully break through and rush through the feather arrows to intercept the killing, get close to the left flank of the official army and defeat the subordinates of Laihu'er and Chen Ling, and drive the weak and the strong, he would still have hope of winning today's battle.

However, this person chose the right flank of the official army as the breakthrough point, where were the two government soldiers commanded by Zhang Jin, the general of the right imperial guard, and Zhao Xiaocai, the general of the right martial marquis. Regardless of the number of long weapons, the proportion of heavy infantry and the integrity of military appearance, they are far stronger than those of the naval division and the local king of Qin.

Yu Wenshi glanced at Xuzi and found that the latter was looking at the center of the battlefield, his expression still solemn. In the direction where his eyes were staring, the advance of the official army and the rebels acting as the blockade had officially come into contact, and the sound of gold and iron instantly replaced the sound of drums and became the main theme on the battlefield. Thousands of people collapsed on the first contact, and many more fought with the corpses of their companions. The shieldmen of both sides pushed each other with their huge shields, and from time to time they poked their knives out from behind the shields and cut off an arm. The lance, bamboo sticks, and stakes were pulled out of the corpse, and the red tongue was spat out like a viper, and then stabbed forward through the gap in the shield. Someone was stabbed with a spear and died on the spot. Someone was half-dead, clutching their stomachs in vain, rolling and moaning in pools of blood.

Several long-handled, thick-backed machetes poked out of the ranks of officers and soldiers, broke through the interception of the bamboo spears, and split the spear and its owner in half. Their weapons are so dominant that they cut everything in two, and there is almost nothing in the enemy army to pick up their edges. Soon, the knife formation penetrated deep into the center of the rebels, leaving behind it a passage made of severed limbs. Large numbers of officers and troops poured in along the gap, trying to break up the rebel formation. At this moment, several rebel soldiers in cloth armor suddenly rolled over from the pool of blood and sat up, holding the enemy's legs with both hands.

True, they have nothing but the courage to die. But if you are not even afraid of death, why dodge the enemy's blade. The formation continued to change, and the jungle of spears and steel knives blocked everyone's view, and a moment later, dozens of people in cloth armor came out of the center of the formation with thick-backed machetes of officers and soldiers.

The weapons, armor, and training of the officers and soldiers are much higher than those of the rebels, but they do not have the courage of the rebels to die. For a time, the forward soldiers and horses, which numbered nearly 10,000, were entangled by the 20,000 dead soldiers left by Li Zixiong, and were pushed back one after another.

The soldiers of the Xiongwu Battalion who were hiding in the formation to watch the battle were dumbfounded, they did not expect that the first contact between the two sides would be such a result. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Li Zixiong led the remaining 40,000 rebels to speed up his pace, threw down the robes that were entangled with the official army behind him, braved the rain of arrows, and got closer and closer to the right wing of the official army.

"Say it again, what kind of official did that old general do?" Li Xu suddenly turned around and yelled at Yu Wenshi.

"General Wuhou of the Right Force!" Yu Wenshi replied with a snort. The voices on the battlefield were too noisy, and although the two were close to each other, they could only hear each other clearly by yelling.

"But because I offended Your Majesty, the old General Li who was cut to the people in Liaodong three months ago!" Li Xu anxiously brandished the black knife and asked. He remembered that when he was immersed in military training in Liaodong, he had heard that a great general had been cut down. It is rumored in the army that the real reason for his loss of official position is due to his surname Li, which is secretly in line with nursery rhymes. Xu Zi remembered that he secretly laughed at the emperor that His Majesty was too sensitive, there are so many people in the world surnamed Li, is it the fate of all of them to be the emperor?

"It's him, Li Zixiong, the general of the Right Martial Guard!" Yu Wenshi replied anxiously, not understanding why the other party suddenly became rapping today. Next, Li Xu's shout was drowned out in the sound of gold and iron, and Li Zixiong led the main force of the rebels to successfully break through the interception of feather arrows, and made contact with the right flank of the official army.

Xu Zi was pointing at the Chinese army, and the Chinese army was raising the command flag, ordering the left flank to move forward and swallow the group of dead soldiers left by Li Zixiong in the center of the battlefield to entangle with his own forward. The battle array is about to start turning, and after swallowing this group of dead soldiers, the left, right, and center armies of the Great Sui official army will converge and completely surround Li Zixiong. The battle has developed so far, and the suspense is not big, but why is Xuzi's expression so anxious? Suddenly, Yu Wenshi also realized something, gave the mount a whip fiercely, and quickly rushed towards the Chinese army.

"Don't--" he shouted hoarsely. Desperately whipping away the soldiers who stood in the way. But it was too late, the drum beat again, and the soldiers and horses on the left flank marched diagonally to the beat of the drum, drew a perfect fan on the battlefield, and wrapped the bait left by Li Zixiong from the flank.

Yu Wenshi and Ran took the war horse and returned to the Xiongwu camp. The army of more than 300,000 people has all been mobilized, and no one can recover it if you give an order. A group of soldiers ran past him, and he avoided it blankly, and another group ran by, and he ignored it, his eyes looking straight at his right flank through the crowd and through the smoke and dust that covered the sky.

The right flank of the battlefield shouted that it shook the sky, but the officers and troops did not defeat the people, on the contrary, they were beaten back by the people. Zhang Jin, the general of the right imperial guard, and Zhao Xiaocai, the general of the right martial arts, shouted orders loudly, and kept sending their own soldiers to escort them, but they couldn't stop the rout of the right-wing army.

"Brothers, don't do it with the emperor, we can't go to Liaodong to die again!" Li Zixiong took the lead and entered the ranks of the official army. The generals, governors, and captains of the right martial arts dodged one after another, and they were not willing to step forward to meet the enemy at all. The other party is the former General Youwu Hou, who has been in charge of this army for many years, loves soldiers like sons, and half of the generals in the army have received his favors.

After Li Zixiong was dismissed, Youwuhou only had generals, not generals.

Today, the great general, whom the brothers have been longing for, has returned, but he is led by tens of thousands of rebels!

Drinker's note: Happy New Year, everyone. Tomorrow is a day off. Continue the day after tomorrow. Don't blame the puppet for resting too much, during the Spring Festival holiday, when you go around, the puppet will definitely not rest.