Chapter 17: We Will All Die
"Gongsun Yu, are you all ready?" Wen Zhong weighed the long sword in his hand, and shook it twice very dissatisfied, as if he felt that it was too light. But at this time, it is basically a radish and a pit, where is there any extra weapons that can be replaced for him, even if he is the second prince and His Royal Highness the marshal.
Gongsun Yu's weapon is a long lance, and the military generals and staff officers of the new dynasty in this period are not powerless scholars, and most of them have two brushes. He shook the ash pole in his hand, trying to get used to the new weight of the long lance with something tied, which made Wen Zhong, who was only holding a long sword, a little envious.
Hearing the question from His Highness, Gongsun Yu hurriedly hugged his fist and said, "Your Highness, all the soldiers are ready!" ”
Wen Zhong was about to get on the horse when he heard that he turned over, but was stopped by Gongsun Yu, he turned his head suspiciously, and only heard Gongsun Yu say with sorrow: "Your Highness... We're about to go, and this time it's a dead life, don't you want to say something to the soldiers? ”
"Uh..." Wen Zhong heard Gongsun Yu's words, and turned his head to look at the cavalrymen who had already prepared and were fully armed. I saw him turn over and get on the horse, and his face suddenly showed that iconic smile, and he said slowly: "This time, we will all die!" ”
Gongsun Yu: "..."
Wen Zhong's voice was not loud, but it could magically reach the ears of every soldier, and all the cavalry standing in place couldn't help but feel a little commotion, and some even had a trace of fear on their faces. But Wen Zhong didn't seem to see it, or consciously ignored everyone's reactions, and said to himself: "Not only this time, but next time we will all die!" ”
Gongsun Yu: "..."
"Even next time, we'll all die!" Wen Zhong seemed to be unaware of his speech disease, and his face was full of confident smiles: "Every time we die, but we all crawl out of hell, before we kill the last enemy, we will crawl out of hell, whether it is chopping with a knife or axe, whether it is biting with teeth, we will kill any enemy who dares to stand in front of us."
You are the soldiers who have followed me the longest, the elite of the 300,000 men. No, the elite of the elite. Follow me and make you legendary, and you will die as well. I don't want anyone to follow me, but this battle will be the first battle for me to become a legend! In this battle, I will cut off Ptolemy's head with my own hands! Let's go! ”
With that, Wen Zhong rode away towards the woods.
The soldiers present, including the only staff general Gongsun Yu, were silent without surprise. But it was only a very short moment, Gongsun Yu suddenly turned on his horse, took a deep look at the soldiers who were still staying in place, lifted his lance and chased after the marshal.
One ride...
Two Rides...
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Hundred Rides...
More and more cavalry galloped out of the woods, slowly catching up with the footsteps of the marshal in front of them, and rushing towards the final main battlefield.
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"Your Highness, why are you so sure that this act of death will cut off Ptolemy's head?" Although he was enthusiastic for a while, Gongsun Yu, who caught up, quickly calmed down, and two thousand horsemen attacked a million troops, isn't this a death?
"Hey, so you think it's a death? Don't you think we're going to succeed at all? Wen Zhong was not happy that there were two thousand more horses behind him, but he still had a faint but confident smile on his face. Seeing Gongsun Yu's expression that he wanted to roll his eyes but didn't dare to roll his eyes, he smiled and said: "As I said at the beginning, we are not the main force, what we have to do is just easily break into front of Ptolemy and cut off his head." Moreover, it is not as pessimistic as you think. Actually, the army around that Ptolemy guy won't exceed 30,000 at most! ”
"What!?" Gongsun Yu was a little surprised.
Wen Zhong's calculations are actually not bad, the Golden Wolf Guard and the Silver Eagle Guard, as the big leader's flank guards, will not exceed five thousand people at most. After all, those two troops are known as the elite of the elite, and the barbarian group of big-footed men can probably only squeeze out so many people.
"Well, maybe a little more," Wen Zhong's eyes quietly glanced at the red figure on his shoulder, "Although that Ptolemy guy sent out the main soldiers, the auxiliaries followed. According to the plan, the flood in Weishui should have washed away Ptolemy's main force in front of him, and even if there were those who were lucky enough to escape, the number would not be too many. It can be said that now is the time when the military forces around Ptolemy are at their weakest, as long as we launch a surprise attack before the auxiliaries arrive! ”
Even when he heard this, Gongsun Yu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: "But can we really break through the encirclement and successfully kill Ptolemy?" ”
"Why not?" Wen Zhong looked at Gongsun Yu beside him with a natural look, and said with a smile: "We, with the help of the goddess!" ”
Gongsun Yu: "..."
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The flood waters slowly receded, leaving wreckage everywhere. The Central Plains soldiers slowly retreated to the rear as early as the flood was raging. But there were too many wounded, and even if the raging flood receded, it was still a long way from the Shangqiu camp.
The faces of Hal and his entourage, who retreated from the main formation, became extremely ugly, according to the military order left by the general and generalissimo, that is, the second prince's division. The Central Plains cavalry, which went out to ambush the barbarian cavalry, would quickly flank the main battlefield after eliminating the two troops. It was not until the soldiers at the interception point in the upper reaches of the Wei River dug a dam to intercept the flow of water that they would escort the two wings of the large army to retreat to the Shangqiu camp.
However, until the dam was dug and the flood completely submerged part of the barbarian army, the two Central Plains cavalry troops who went out to ambush were still not seen.
Hal is not a fool, Cheng is not an old man, and all those who can enter the barracks tent in this formation will not be stupid. There were as many as 60,000 cavalry troops who went to ambush, which was almost the cavalry of the entire new dynasty. It's a force to be reckoned with, but even then nothing has been heard. It's impossible for such a large team to get lost, and the only explanation is... They were wiped out!
It was also until this moment that Hal and the others suddenly realized. With the destruction of all the cavalry, there was no mobile force in the entire Central Plains that could compete with the barbarian cavalry. Originally, they just wanted to fight a wave of attrition and frustrate the spirit of the barbarians' million-dollar army, but in the end, they had already ushered in a decisive battle!
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