Section 110 Final Goal
The skin on the chest of the deceased was torn, and a sentence was engraved that the blood had long since dried up.
"I'm waiting for you in Qingyuan Village."
Lu Qingdong stepped forward slowly, staring at the corpse with a cold gaze.
Who is this "me"?
He suddenly felt an indescribable fear, feeling that his whole person was being seen through.
Anger also arises, who is against me?
Lu Qingnan walked closer and asked cautiously, "Big brother, what should I do now?" β
"Speed up and rush to Qingyuan Village as soon as possible." Lu Qingdong replied without thinking about it.
The father has always wanted to deprive himself of the position of the eldest son. If he hadn't captured Qingyuanzhai and turned around and returned like this, he would definitely not spare himself.
If you want to master the army, you must have the support of soldiers and middle and lower rank officers. There is not enough loot, even if he is the eldest prince, no matter how good he is in other aspects, he will not be recognized by them.
The last question is food.
It is not possible to go back the way you came. In order to hide the tracks, I took a long detour when I came. Now the only way is to lay down Qingyuan Village, and then leave the Niu Clan's territory from the direction of Panshi Village.
Lu Qingdong made up his mind: the capture of Qingyuan Village was the primary goal, and he had to get supplies from there no matter what.
As for Panshi Village, it doesn't matter whether it hits or not. It depends on the situation, if you can, you can fight, and if you can't, you can leave.
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Like Zhangpu Village, Qingyuan Village is an empty village.
There is not a single person, not a single grain.
Lu Qingnan panicked.
He shouted in a panic: "Why is this happening? Why don't the Niu people even want their own stockade? Where are they? β
Lu Qingdong felt that his heart had completely sunk to the bottom.
If Zhangpu Village was an accident, then the empty Qingyuan Village in front of him really frightened him, and he paid attention to the Niu people for the first time.
Smart generals know how to fight, know the weaknesses of their opponents, and victory is not a problem for them at all.
Now the problem is that the opponent does not collide directly with himself at all. Hide if you can, run away if you can.
"Big brother, what should we do now?" Lu Qingnan's voice trembled a little.
"It's getting late, and it's restless to walk at night. Rest here for the night, we'll leave early tomorrow morning. Lu Qingdong was not indecisive, he quickly considered the front and rear joints in fear and anger, and made a decision: "Don't care about the surrounding villages, let's go directly to Panshi Village and cross the border to return to Balu City." β
"Huh?" Lu Qingnan never dreamed that he would say this, and asked reluctantly and unwillingly: "...... Just gone? Isn't that nothing? Father won't be happy...... Big brother, why don't we divide our troops and go to the nearby Niu Clan village to have a look? β
"The nearby village must have been empty." Lu Qingdong, who made the final decision, completely calmed down: "Second child, listen to me, now we are in trouble with Big 1." The opponent is difficult to entangle, it may be the leader of a nearby village, or it may be Niu Tong, the city lord of Red Hoof City. We took two villages by surprise, and it took time for the Niu people to gather an army, so we emptied all the people in the villages. If I'm not mistaken, these people must have gone to the City of the Red Hoof. β
"So we're attacking Rock Village directly?" Lu Qingnan somewhat understood.
"There must be spoils of war, and an explanation must be given to my father." Lu Qingdong gritted his teeth and whispered hatefully: "As long as we lay down the rock village, we can at least deal with the past." Anyway, Qingyuan Village is in our hands, this is what everyone sees. When you leave tomorrow, you will set fire to this place, which can be regarded as destroying this village. β
Lu Qingnan nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I'll listen to you." β
"Wait." Lu Qingdong called his younger brother who wanted to turn around and leave: "Pass the order down and kill the injured people." β
Lu Qingnan felt that the corners of his eyes were twitching: "Big brother...... This...... Isn't that right? β
"What are you keeping them for?" Lu Qingdong was hard-hearted at this moment: "If you want to blame them, they are slow to react and have bad luck." So many people were injured at the end of the day, and they needed to be taken care of. We have to speed up tomorrow to get to the rock village, they will become a burden. Besides, leave them here alone, and they will die when the cattle people come back...... Tell the people below that we can be smart when we do it, so that they will suffer less sin, and that we can eat meat and save some food. β
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It was late at night.
There was a fire in Lu Qingdong's room, and he was not idle, sitting in front of the fire pit and sawing people's heads with a hacksaw.
The plan to make a set of bone bowls from the heads of ten cattle village leaders was doomed to be impossible to achieve. But he wants to increase the number of bone bowls as much as possible, even if he can't make it up this time, he will save a lot of effort in the future. Waiting until my father's birthday next year is a very good gift.
The father has a noble status, and the source of the bone bowl used is at least the level of "hundred heads". Among the injured during the day, there was a hundred heads, and the bone bowl was made from the heads of the same clan, which made no difference in Lu Qingdong's opinion.
I don't know why, he was faintly uneasy in his heart. The feeling of losing control of the situation was swirling in his mind, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Suddenly, there was a scream of terror outside.
"It's on fire!"
"It's the Ox people, they're outside."
"Hurry up and blow the horn and call everyone up."
Lu Qingdong stood up suddenly, opened the door and rushed out.
He was immediately stunned by the terrible sight in front of him.
Rockets flew in from outside the wall, and countless stars converged into a shining river of light. They landed on rooftops, lit dry branches, and set fire in patches.
There were shouts everywhere, countless figures shook in front of them, and people were scrambling to frantically fight the flames with various tools, but to no avail.
Lu Qingdong was stunned.
He knew the power of rockets, but he had never seen such a flame that flew from the sky but was difficult to extinguish.
"Whoosh!"
A rocket fell on the ground not far from him. Lu Qingdong hurriedly ran over, propped up his shield with his left hand to block the direction of the rocket's attack, quickly bent down, pulled out the arrow that was stuck obliquely on the ground with his right hand, turned around and ran under the eaves to take a closer look.
The arrow was delicately made, with a thick strip of cloth tied to the front of the shaft, also soaked in oil. However, the smell emitted by the combustion was completely different from the memory of Lu Qingdong, there was no aroma of animal or vegetable oil, only a pungent choking smell.
The impact of an asteroid on Earth changed a lot of things. Oil also gushes out of the earth's crust, and some layers are so close to the surface that they oxidize into asphalt.
There is no such thing in the territory of the Deer Clan, and the territory of the Ox Clan is extremely rare. Tianhao found an open-pit asphalt mine in the north of the Giant Horn Deer Ranch and used it directly.
The fire burned all night.
Lu Qingdong was an excellent commander of the army, he successfully stabilized the situation and organized several squads to maintain order in a very short period of time. He carefully observed the number of rockets fired from outside the wall, and judged that the archers of the opposing side were about seven hundred. The darkness sealed the eyes of both sides, and it was impossible for the Niu people, who were numerically weak, to storm in, and it was difficult for their own side to attack as a team. The purpose of the other party's night attack was very clear: to create chaos and disturb the rest of the Deer army, and by the way, burn the buildings, grain and grass in the village.
The chaos continued until dawn.
The Ox people were smart, they evacuated early and left under the cover of night.
Lu Qingdong held a small piece of asphalt that had not yet burned out in his hand, and sat on a stone puzzled.
What is this, how can it burn for so long?
Lu Qingnan panted and ran over. There were traces of smoke and fire everywhere on his face, and black soot on both cheeks, and he said angrily: "Big brother, a lot of our grain has been burned. Last night's fire was too big to be extinguished. Those damn cow people, they ......"
Lu Qingdong raised his head and calmly interrupted him: "How much food is left?" β
"And half there." Lu Qingnan's face turned pale: "This can't hold us back anyway." β
"Burnt grain can be eaten." Lu Qingdong threw away the asphalt in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness and decisiveness: "Kill all the people who were injured last night, and we will set off in two hours." β
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Two days later, Panshi Village was in sight.
Looking at the vague figures walking back and forth on the guard tower in the distance, Lu Qingdong breathed a long sigh of reliefββββ his judgment was not wrong, Panshi Village was indeed the last stronghold of the nearby Niu people, they did not escape, they were all here.
The huge deer army gathered behind him, and as the teams continued to arrive, the marching array began to change, and the people lined up in dissatisfaction and quarrels, and the hoarse shouts of the captains wandered through the air, and it was impossible to make these people line up in a neat straight line, no matter which direction they looked at, they were all crooked and uneven.
Lu Qingnan, who was wearing armor, strode forward and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, what should I do now?" β
He can only act as an executor, not a decision-maker.
"We don't have much time, let's go straight on!" Lu Qingdong narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, he didn't see the walled wall made of logs, only the chaotic scattered brick and stone buildings.
Envy arises spontaneously: these Niu people have so many stones to build houses, it is too extravagant.
A strange and strange feeling also sprouts in the brain at the same time: why is there no wall? Panshi Village is so close to the border between the two tribes, what do they want to do?
Under normal circumstances, the order of battle should be to first send a small force to attack tentatively, roughly feel the situation of the opponent, and then decide on the direction of the main attack.
Lu Qingdong didn't have time to be tempted.
There was only a day and a half of food left. If you can't capture Panshi Village at once, you will have to be trapped here.
It's still the same sentence: if you win, you will fight, and if you can't win, you will leave. Anyway, it's already the last stop, and there's no need to fight the Niu people. Send the main force directly, it is best to get in, and if the momentum is not right, immediately leave with the rest of the people as quickly as possible. When there are fewer people, there will be more food left over to everyone, enough to survive until they return to Stag City.
Only by living can we have the capital to compete for everything.
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The attacking forces encountered the first wave of counterattack when they were about 700 meters away from the rock village.
The overwhelming stones are the ones that have been selected to be the size of an adult's fist, with sharp edges and corners. Heavy ballistae are extremely lethal when fired over a wide area, and this level of attack, while not fatal, is enough to incapacitate many people.
The unprotected deer soldiers screamed and fell in pieces. They were not equipped with metal helmets, and could only raise their round shields to cover their heads while running, and the thin leather cuirass did not provide sufficient defense, many fell with their stomachs clutched, and many more were knocked over by stones thrown from the air.
A rain of arrows followed, which immediately splashed countless blood spots among the deer warriors who could not maintain their offensive formation, triggering the first wave of death.
Lu Qingdong stood on a high platform made of temporary soil, looking at the battlefield in front of him with gloomy eyes, and gave orders in an orderly manner.
"The second team moved south, and the third team attacked from the north. Order a team to maintain an offensive posture, and the team will follow, and whoever dares to turn around will be killed on the spot. Everyone rush forward, don't turn back if you don't want to die! β
Heavy ballistas can only be set in one direction and cannot be turned for a short time. A frustration in the first team's attack means that there is a greater chance of attacking from other directions.
Fighting a war is sure to kill people. These soldiers have enjoyed the women of the Niu tribe in Yongli Village and Jimai Village, which is their blessing. Now, it's time for them to pay with their lives.
Equivalent exchange is the most basic law of this world. If you win, everything is easy to say, but if you lose, you have to die.
There are a large number of people in the supervision team, and they are all Lu Qingdong's cronies.
A frightened young man threw down his short sword and shield, quickly turned and fled the way he came, but was blocked by a burly man in heavy armor, who directly turned sideways and knocked him over with his shoulder. The sharp blade pointed at the young man: "Bastard, you ran in the wrong direction." Go back to me and kill all the cattle people on the other side. β
ββ¦β¦ I...... I'm not going, I'm not going! The pale-faced young man shook his head vigorously, crying and shouting, "Their bows and arrows are too powerful to rush in." β
The strong man stared at him with a fierce and ultimatum-like gaze, and his right hand holding the knife was raised upward: "Pick up your weapon and give it to me!" β
"No, I'm not going...... Please, spare me! The young man was scared and sifted through chaff.
The blade fell with a scream, cutting off half of the neck and connecting the head, and the young man's entire vision shifted. He screamed and held his head in his hands, trying to return to his original position in the splattered blood, but the strength in his body was rapidly draining and becoming less and less.
The Warlords worked.
Lu Qingdong saw that the troops from the south and north had already entered the Panshi Village, disappearing into the guard towers and seemingly messy houses.
"They rushed in!" Lu Qingnan's face was full of excitement and he shook his fist heavily.
Lu Qingdong bowed slightly, but did not speak.
The Ox Clan shooters on the guard tower in the distance were not confused, still maintaining a fixed shooting rhythm, and the direction of their attacks did not change in the slightest.
This baffled him.
To break the city means to lose it.
Why doesn't there be the slightest sign of chaos in Rock Village?