In fact, the owner of the scimitar is not undefeated, but cannot afford to lose.

Xuzi does not have Liu Hongji's old age and ability, nor does he have the sleek sophistication of Yu Wenshi, but he is by no means ignorant of the delicate situation he is currently in. There are many generals in the court who are more experienced than him, and he is not the best person to lead the troops to receive Yu Wenshu. But the reason why this task finally fell on his head was, firstly, because this task was avoided by everyone, and secondly, because His Majesty the Emperor appreciated him.

Asahiko understands this, but he knows he doesn't have a better option. If he wanted to maintain his personal independence and dignity and survive in the Great Sui officialdom, he had to seize every opportunity. Even if this opportunity is dismissive in the eyes of others, it is even dangerous.

In this battle, only by winning can he have a chance to gain a firm foothold in the position of Lang General. In case of failure, he will lose with nothing. He did not have a Yuwen scholar and the father-in-law of the emperor. also does not have the innate extensive connections of Liu Hongji, Li Jiancheng and others. He was just a country boy who had stumbled into a dangerous peak by mistake, and any insignificant setback in the eyes of others would send him cleanly into the deep valley.

Therefore, before the last wisp of poisonous smoke dissipated, Xuzi lurked to the narrowest section of the valley with six hundred dead soldiers. Visibility in the valley was low, and there were firewood rows in the river that were spewing poisonous mist, but he couldn't take care of these unfavorable conditions. The soldiers of the Xiaoguo battalion were poorly trained, and Xuzi was not sure to lead them to launch a strong attack at night. If the Goguryeo people are not driven out of the valley this evening, tomorrow there is no guarantee in which direction the wind will blow!

Horse dung poisonous smoke is not a secret book of high and profound analysis, as long as the wind direction changes, the Goguryeo people can easily return the Sui army's tricks as they are, and they must know better than the heroes of the Xiongwu camp about the appearance of the poisonous weeds on the land of Liaodong.

Xuzi mobilized all the veterans he pulled from the food protection army and Xiaoguo, who performed well during training, to form the first attack echelon. The middle of the valley is too narrow, and it is already the limit for people to rush through two regiments at a time. Therefore, he could only launch attacks on enemy troops in batches.

Li Mengwei was left in the second attack echelon by him, Li Anyuan was placed in the third echelon by him, Cui Qian, the governor from the Boling Cui family, and another lieutenant recommended by others were placed in the fourth attack array by him, and Murong Luo, who served as the guard, was also transferred to the front line by Xuzi and was responsible for commanding the fifth wave of offensive troops and horses. The sixth attack echelon was handed over to Zhao Ziming by him, and the seventh attack echelon was handed over to Xue Wenju...... The wounded Yu Wenshi and the person in charge of the overseer have the right to enforce military law on the spot if they are found to be hesitant to fight.

"Plunge straight forward from the center, break through one camp and jump into the next, don't care about the enemy who falls behind you, don't give the enemy in front of you a breather!" Li Xu looked back and whispered that the Goguryeo people had not retreated too far, and they had worked hard to build the camps one by one at the beginning, and at this time they would rather suffer more smoke than give up all the camps in the canyon.

"Don't give our own people a breather!" Xuzi glanced at the demonstrators behind him who covered their mouths and noses with a damp cloth and lined up in a long line like ants, and prayed secretly in his heart. These Xiaoguo under his command are very similar to the warriors of the Su Si Department back then, in the words of Xu Dayan's evaluation of the warriors of the Xia tribe back then, that is, the individual skills are good, but the overall combat ability is lacking. If you fight a good battle, you will become more courageous, and once you are frustrated, you will have no courage. Therefore, Xuzi must take advantage of the fact that everyone is still immersed in the excitement of the success of the poisonous plan, and give full play to the combat effectiveness of the Xiaoguo Battalion.

"Lord Warden advises you not to be a pioneer yourself!" Zhang Xiu squeezed over against the cliff and begged in a low voice. "It will be the courage of the soldiers, our Xiaoguo battalion is full of new soldiers, once you ......." He can't say any more in the second half of the paragraph, and the most taboo thing to do when fighting is to make lip mail.

"No one is better suited than myself!" Li Xu shook his head and replied. "You go to the aid of the Evangelists and the Lord, after the first wave of attackers rushes over, the next wave must immediately follow. Passive war avoiders, kill! ”

After saying that, he tightened the wet cloth that covered his nostrils again, and took the lead in rushing towards the low wall of the Goguryeo.

More than 600 warriors who served as pioneers followed Li Xu and moved forward quickly, pounced on their prey like long snakes. The poisonous smoke in the valley had just begun to fade, and the Goguryeo had not yet had time to make tactical adjustments. The one-and-a-half-hour poisonous smoke offensive caused them far greater losses than the Sui army's own losses. Many of the generals were still vomiting in a dizzy state, not bothering to observe the fortifications that had been abandoned. And the lookouts, because they had stood tallest before, were the most smoked by the smoke, and almost all of them were martyred at this moment.

In order to preserve their strength, the most combat-ready heavy infantry was transferred to the other side of the valley by Eulji Wenxing for ventilation. As a result, those who remain at the forefront are the least combat-ready warriors and forcibly recruited farmers. When they ignorantly discovered that the danger was approaching, Li Xu's arm had already climbed the stone wall.

"Attack!" Xuzi shouted, and the whole person swept over the stone wall like a goshawk. Two Goguryeo people who were squatting on the ground and gasping for breath hurriedly raised their weapons to meet the battle, and were cut in two by Xuzi Lianren with weapons. Ignoring the nearby rushing enemies, he went straight to the front. Every time you swing a knife, you will inevitably cut someone to the ground. In an instant, more than twenty steps were advanced. More than a dozen personal guards defended his flanks, poking the rushing enemies one by one.

The gods shouted and killed, widening the gap wider and wider. The main general rushed to the first row, which greatly boosted their morale. The fighting ability and morale of the Goguryeo people, who had been attacked by the poisonous smoke, had dropped significantly. Some people's footsteps are vain, and the spears in their hands are unstable. Someone rushed forward in a daze, and was flicked by the Xiaoguo, and the weapon was taken off. After a few breaths, the Goguryeo people who remained in the first camp collapsed. The more daring ones retreated to the rivers and cliffs on both sides, trying to protect themselves. The timid threw down his weapon, turned around and fled. The weapons of the Xiaoguo were stained with blood, and at the same time, they found that the battle was easier than they had imagined, and their courage became stronger and stronger, and they followed their own commander closely, refusing to lag behind half a step further.

The cooperation between the Xiaoguo is still rusty, but the momentum is like a rainbow. With a snap of his fingers, he broke through the first stronghold of this attack. The Goguryeo people left a passage between the two connected barracks for soldiers to walk, and the defeated rebels crowded into it. The warriors of the Great Sui Dynasty followed after them, cutting down the slow-fleeing enemy soldiers to the ground and cutting off their heads.

Asahiko followed the rout of the enemy and squeezed into the second camp from the entrance of the passage. As soon as his vision widened, he saw a lance stabbing at him. Twisting his body to let go of the lance, the long knife pushed forward along the lance, and his pace quickened, and he saw a Goguryeo general in a brocade robe's eyes widen in surprise. Immediately afterwards, the Goguryeo general lost the four fingers of his left hand, dropped the lance, turned and fled backwards. Xu Zi rushed forward a few steps, using the back of his knife to knock away the interference of a few weapons, and then successfully let the blade find the expensive brocade robe.

"Boom!" The brocade robe was cut from the shoulder to the waist, and the blood sprayed out like a waterfall. The Goguryeo generals continued to flee for five or six steps, and their whole strength was drained and they fell headlong. Seeing this, the other Goguryeo people who intercepted Asahi abandoned their opponents and turned around to fight for the corpse of their own general. How could the Xiaoguo people give up the credit that had already been given, more than a dozen horizontal knives chopped over, and their fingers and arms fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the head of the Goguryeo general was brought to Xuzi's side, and his own soldiers found a spear and continued to move forward with a bloody gourd-like head.

The enemy's resistance was weak, and they didn't expect the Snappers to dare to attack with poisonous smoke. The second barracks collapsed faster than an avalanche, and the routs scurried around like headless flies. Under the orders of General Li Xu, the Xiaoguo who served as the vanguard only attacked the enemy in front of them, and they did not care at all about the cowards who fled to the river and had already attached their bodies to the cliffs. Those people naturally have the echelon behind to clean up, and General Li has already chased the enemy army into the next camp, and everyone can't watch General Li take risks by himself. The Devils rushed and killed, and someone died in battle, and his place was immediately filled by the latecomers. No one thought about whether they would die in battle, and at this moment, they were drunk with the blood of the enemy, hearty!

In the third camp lay a lot of deeply poisoned color horns, and several old shamans with human skulls around their necks were dancing around the three cauldrons, and the pots were churning with green juice, which they had gathered from the mountains. As long as they complete this dance wholeheartedly, the miracle medicine can be effective. In the course of the dance, they have already made communication with the gods of the underworld. The gods promised them that as long as they drank the medicinal soup in the copper pot for the poisoned, they could make the warriors jump alive as before.

The cries of the rout interrupted the god's whispering, and the old shaman who led the group raised his head and let out a series of curses loudly from his mouth. In normal times, the clansmen who heard the curse would surely fall to their knees and beg the shaman for their forgiveness for their collision with the gods. But today, those ungodly creatures actually ran around the shaman's body, and someone accidentally kicked over the copper pot that boiled medicine. Green juice splashed everywhere, making the rainbow trumpets lying on the ground cry wolf.

The old shaman who led the team immediately made a decision and turned around to join the crowd fleeing for their lives. The pursuers were more powerful than the curse, and they certainly couldn't resist them. As for the poisoned compatriots lying on the ground, let them ask for their own blessings. The soldiers and horses of the Great Sui have always been benevolent and righteous, and rarely kill prisoners.

The moment before entering the next camp, the old shaman's conscience found it, and he hurriedly looked back at the people he had left behind. He saw the devil's boots step on the body of his people, and a black knife flew around their necks. Beside the tall devil, there are countless evil spirits and yakshas. They have only eyes on their faces, no noses and no mouths. Wearing red armor and carrying a bright horizontal sword, he kills a person when he sees one.

"Hell!" The old shaman let out a scream, knocked over several of his companions, and ran desperately towards the east side of the valley.

The fact that the Devils covered their faces with wet cloths cut a path through the poisoned with their blades, and the fact that the enemy had no power to fight back did not mean that they had to show mercy. At this time last year, the Goguryeo people did not show any sympathy for the Great Sui soldiers who were so hungry that they could not lift their weapons. When the situation is reversed, they should not expect the Xiaoguo to repay their grievances with virtue.

"Keep up with the rout, keep up with the rout, don't give them a chance to breathe!" Li Xu, who rushed to the forefront, turned around and stopped the brothers from continuing to waste time on the poisoned. Li Mengwei, who commanded the second echelon, had already rushed up, and his general flag was only half a base away from the first echelon. The Goguryeo people, who had lost their resistance, naturally had him to clean up, and the task of the strikers at this moment was to follow the enemy army and maximize the results of the battle.

"What about these poisoned guys, brothers, follow the team of Lord Lang General, and the credit can't be all taken away from them!" Li Meng looked at the handsome flag not far away and shouted loudly.

It's so cool, this battle is too painful. Even when they went to Liaodong with the 300 Grain Guards last year, everyone had never tasted this kind of taste like chopping melons and vegetables. How do you remember the military exploits of the Great Sui? How many chops counts as a level? Li Mengwei felt that his head was a little bad, and his chest was completely filled with Ganyun's arrogance.

"Great Sui, Great Sui!" The soldiers of the third echelon shouted loudly, urging the robes of the second echelon to speed up their forward rush. At this moment, countless people's heads were dizzy, but it was not because of poisoning.

The camp ahead was getting wider and wider, and the enemy was getting more and more troops. The Goguryeo coach has made tactical adjustments, and many elite soldiers wearing heavy armor are facing the striker Xiaoguo led by Li Xu. But the routs of the previous barracks blocked their path, and the two groups of people with different directions and goals crowded each other, pushing each other, and scolding and crying rang out.

A section of the wooden fence was crushed down, and the fleeing routs were trampled under their own robes. Several of the heavier soldiers were pushed down by their companions, and the fugitive's big foot stepped off the iron armor without hesitation. Soon, the soldier who fell to the ground stopped cursing and groaning, the iron armor was deflated, and blood slowly flowed down the armor.

Li Xu once again caught up with the rear of the rout, put down a Goguryeo warrior from behind with a black knife, took a few diagonal steps, and once again used the knife to cut off a thigh and an arm from the crowd, and the rout soldiers did not look back, and let him slash behind him like a lamb. The wounded man was lying on the ground, his eyes straight. Those who continued to flee for their lives also had blank expressions, staring straight into their eyes.

"Bell, bell, bell!" He heard a string of gongs. His footsteps instinctively stopped, and then he saw the sky full of feathered arrows, black pressing the ground, each tip reflecting the sunset.

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