Chapter 129: Victory in the First Battle
Baili Jiu folded his fingers and counted for a long time: "I thought about it just now, now there are less than 14,000 people here, 10,000 soldiers are your people, 3,000 are Hou Ye's people, and less than 1,000 are the people of the Xiaojinshan Bufan brothers, right?" ”
Fan Shimou nodded proudly: "Not bad." ”
"However, among your 10,000 soldiers, there are still about 5,000 soldiers who are the original garrisons of the imperial court, and if they turn against each other and stand on our side, it will be 8,000 against 5,000, and we will have the advantage, right?"
Fan Shimou narrowed his eyes and began to look at this gentleman who he had always disdained: "How do you know?" ”
Baili Jiu raised his face and smiled: "Forget it." ”
"So what? Now you are just a flat-headed people, and they will not listen to your command. ”
"I don't think so." Baili Jiu's expression was solemn, and he said to the soldiers who were standing still behind Fan Shimou: "Brothers of Da Chu, I know that you have been wronged over the years, Fan Shimou deliberately defeated repeatedly in every battle for his wolf ambitions, and wasted the lives of more than 10,000 soldiers in the army, all of whom replaced their positions with anti-army, with the intention of rebellion. I Baili Jiu is in a high position, and I am in charge of the military power in Beijing, and I have failed to live up to everyone's expectations of my Baili Mansion, and I have neglected my duties. I am ashamed of you.
Today, the righteousness of the Bufan brothers has exposed his Fan Shimou's wolf ambitions, he bears the emperor's favor and the good generals, so a wolf and a thief, everyone has to be punished. Let's work together to capture Fan Shimou's father and son, completely smash their conspiracy, avenge the more than 10,000 brothers who died innocently and their wives and children, and make great achievements for my Great Chu! ”
How could Fan Shimou continue to give him the opportunity to incite the army? Interrupted angrily: "Hugh wants to listen to his demagoguery, those who know the times are Junjie, give me all of them, I don't believe that you can single-handedly turn the tide!" ”
The rebels immediately swarmed up, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion burst out in an instant, descending like a tiger, and instantly set off a bloody storm among the rebels.
The imperial garrison still stood still, some were filled with righteous indignation, and some were judging the situation and hesitating.
Bu Fan snatched the waist knife of the rebel army next to him, and shouted: "Brothers, if it weren't for the Ninth Master and the Hou Master today, we would have died sooner or later, and we would fight with him Fan Shimou!" ”
The sound of gold weapons and the sound of fighting on the battlefield instantly infected the passionate emotions of the garrison soldiers, and someone responded loudly: "That's it, fight!" ”
A long arrow shot out of Fan Jinxiang's hand, slid like a meteor, slid in front of the man, and hit him in the chest, blood splattered everywhere, staining his battle suit red.
"If you want to rebel, I'll give you a ride!" Fan Jinxiang said coldly, delusionally trying to make an example of this and deter the garrison, as long as he captures the Marquis of Zhenyuan and Baili Jiu, then cleaning them up is just a fish.
He did not expect that when the garrison was boiling at this time, his doing so was counterproductive, which caused more and more indignation among the garrison, and thinking of the more than 10,000 brothers who died tragically, he was furious, like a dragon going out to sea, and drew his sword to turn against the rebels.
Although the rebels often practiced, because Fan Shimou was worried about casualties, he rarely let them participate in actual combat, and he had never experienced the test of blood and fire. At the critical moment, they were all frightened and vulnerable.
As soon as the morale is exhausted, what is needed in the battle is morale, and once the morale is dispersed, the army will inevitably collapse. Fan Shimou saw that the situation was not good, and if he continued like this, he would inevitably be defeated. While commanding his soldiers to step forward one after another to resist Baili Jiu's attack, he glanced at Fan Jinxiang and planned to retreat.
Bailijiu didn't understand his thoughts, he still had more than 30,000 soldiers and horses in the barracks, and after removing the garrison, there were still more than 20,000, which was enough to compete with him. Therefore, the key to whether today's contest can achieve the final victory lies in whether Fan Shimou's father and son can be captured alive.
He took out a firework from his arms, shook the fire fold and lit the fuse, threw it into the air, the fireworks exploded, and suddenly jumped down from the nearby mountains like flying a group of black-clothed masked people, about 100 people, into the battlefield, the figure was fleeting, as if entering no man's land, like a sharp sword, fiercely tore apart the anti-army team, killed a bloody road, and directly chased Fan Shimou and his son.
Fan Jinxiang shouted in panic, messed up on the horse's back, and was captured by the black-clothed man in three moves.
These people are the first batch of killers who just arrived in the Killer Pavilion yesterday, and the task assigned to them by Baili Jiu is to lurk nearby, using fireworks as a signal to capture Fan Shimou alive; If you can't receive the signal, it means that the plan has failed, retreat immediately, and listen to the ingot's order.
The killers have been waiting anxiously for a long time, and now they are finally looking forward to the opportunity to show their skills, all of them are not far behind, they show their magical powers, and they are comfortable in the chaotic army, and put the sword on Fan Jinxiang's neck, cutting off Fan Shimou's escape route.
Capture the thief and capture the king, the rebels have no leader, and they have no fighting spirit, they are immediately captured or killed, and the remaining hundreds of stubborn stragglers surround Fan Shimou in the middle, like a trapped beast.
"Brothers, hold on, our reinforcements are coming!" Fan Shimou was panicked, but did not forget to cheer up the soldiers: "As soon as our army arrives, it will be easy to crush them. ”
Baili Jiu smiled coldly: "Fan Shimou, don't be delusional, look at the direction of your camp." ”
Fan Shimou turned his head in panic to look, and saw a thick smoke rising from the direction of the camp, filling half the sky.
"You! What did you do?! Fan Shimou still refused to believe it.
Baili Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, extremely disdainful: "I didn't do anything, I guess it was probably the signal sent by Brother Shi Lu when he saw me, and he also led people to rebel and burn down your grain and grass or military camp." ”
Finished!
Fan Shimou understands too well the importance of grain and grass to him now, the Marquis of Zhenyuan is in the south, and the imperial court is in the north, and he is now stuffed. Without food and grass, there is only a dead end!
He finally realized that this was just a ploy, he had fallen for Baili Jiu's plan, and he had already begun to deploy, including Anping's robbery and Bufan's complaint, all of which were planned conspiracy.
The people above had already sent someone to tell him to beware of Baili Jiu, who had sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet, and was broken from head to foot. He underestimated the enemy for a while, mistakenly thinking that Baili Jiu, who had been deprived of military power, was just a paper tiger, and he was unbearable. And today, this tiger with its teeth did not have a single soldier, but it provoked himself to turn against the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and instigated 10,000 garrisons to turn against him and become enemies of himself.
Under his anger, he glared at Baili Jiu fiercely, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, good!" Count you a hundred miles and nine ruthless, today is a big deal and you will end up together! ”
Bailijiu has always been angry and does not pay for his life, shook his head, and laughed locally: "If you want to die, we won't accompany you." As far as I know, I have collected the weapons in the Hanshan Mountains, and the men and horses in your army are not well equipped, and there are thousands of people who are bare-handed, and they do not even have a weapon, so they are vulnerable. Your son-in-law is now in my hands again, what are you going to do to fight me? ”
His words were tantamount to making matters worse, Fan Shimou was angry, shook on the horse's back twice, and almost got out of the horse in front of him.
Baili Jiu saw that Fan Shimou was no longer worried, he was worried that the five thousand garrisons led by Shi Lu were outnumbered, so he discussed with Hou Ye, leaving two thousand garrisons and killers from the Killer Pavilion to clean up the battlefield, and then waved his hand to the rest of the soldiers: "Brothers, Brother Shi Lu has already burned grain and grass and turned out of the barracks, so we hurriedly stepped forward to respond." ”
Everyone won the battle, and their morale was high, and in response to Baili Jiu's order, they marched rapidly in the direction of the barracks. And the Shenji Battalion is even more in the lead, like a lightning speed.
When thousands of soldiers rushed to the garrison camp, the 5,000 garrisons led by Shi Lu had already fought against the rebels, and there were countless casualties, which was extremely tragic. As soon as the soldiers and horses led by Bailijiu arrived, they shouted to kill the sky, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and they were not afraid of death. The rebels did not know the truth and truth, and learned that Fan Shimou's father and son were captured, and all the soldiers and horses led by them were annihilated, and they were all shocked, retreated to three miles, and the two armies confronted each other.
Hou Ye led the troops to capture Fan's father and son alive, took Anping, and then met with Bailijiu, immediately began to observe the nearby terrain, strengthen the deployment, and then 800 miles to expeditious, asking the imperial court to send troops to support quickly, temporarily allocate part of the grain and grass from Yunnan, and raise some places nearby to solve military needs.
Bailijiu counted the remaining people, and counted all the soldiers and horses in Xiaojinshan, excluding casualties, only less than 12,000 soldiers remained, and the difference in the number of the two sides was huge, far less optimistic than he imagined, which made Bailijiu's heart sink suddenly, and his heart was pinched.
The nearest reinforcements stationed in Henan County, received the news, even if it will take at least three or four days to start immediately, the other side has no food and grass, and the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, it will definitely not give himself such a long time buffer.
Facing the other party's fierce eyes, the Marquis of Zhenyuan looked as steady as Mount Tai, indifferent, and An Ping also followed behind Baili Jiu excitedly, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, without the current panic of the enemy.
"Brother Jiu, why did you hurt your arm?"
An Ping tugged at Baili Jiu's cuffs, and his arm was bruised by a stray arrow in the scuffle.
Bailijiu was looking at the military map, and was a little flustered by An Ping's quarrel, and waved his hand impatiently: "It's okay, it's just a little skin injury." ”
An Ping stubbornly clung to it, and said angrily: "That's not good, Brother Jiu, the weather is still a little hot now, and it's easy to get infected, not to mention that the bleeding hasn't stopped yet." ”
After finishing speaking, he trotted to the military doctor, took the knife sore medicine, and came back in a hurry, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and carefully bandaged Bailijiu.
Baili Jiu still looked at the map in his hand and ignored it.
"Brother Jiu, Ah Xun has a secret to tell you."
"Not available." Baili Jiu said coldly.
An Ping put a pair of soft little hands on the map in front of him: "Brother Jiu, Ah Xun hasn't had time to thank you yet." ”