The rice fields along the river have been harvested, and the grain has been looted by the Mysore army.

Thousands of Jin nobles were killed and scattered and fled.

King Doddar Wardya, indeed, has two brushes. The Jin nobles were stagnant, so he simply took advantage of the cut off of the grain route and withdrew his troops, and sent the vanguard to rush back, trying to open up the grain route behind him. At the same time, he lured the aristocratic coalition to chase after him, and led the main force to kill a horse pistol.

"No need to chase!"

As soon as the aristocratic coalition army collapsed for dozens of miles, Dada Wardya felt safe, so he led the main force back to open up the grain route.

His large army was too bloated, and the boats in the river, and the ox carts on the shore, were full of goods. And they mainly focus on grain, because it is the harvest season, and they plunder the rice everywhere.

Even if the food route is cut off, the Mysore army will not be short of food.

The march was very slow, and in order to protect these goods, they could only advance twenty miles a day.

"Da Da Da!"

The vanguard sent a few cavalrymen back to report: "Your Majesty, the warehouses of Arumbavur have been burned, and the grain, spices, and cotton cloth...... And they were all burned to ashes, and even the gold and silver were all burned to the ground. ”

Doda Wardya was full of anger when he heard this, these goods were all stolen by his ability!

Thinking about it, Dooda Wardya planned to speed up his march. Anyway, the Jin nobles alliance has been destroyed, and there will be no more danger, leaving 3,000 people with slaves to transport the baggage, and the rest of the large army will go all out to pursue and suppress the enemy who has cut off the grain route.

As for how many enemies there are, no one knows, maybe there are really thousands of Chinese troops.

The rout of the aristocratic coalition had caused Doda Wardya to let his guard down, and at this time he finally chose to divide his troops. He asked his son to command 3,000 troops, carrying slaves and slowly escorting the baggage. With more than 10,000 troops and grain ships, he accelerated in the direction of Sun Kewang to kill.

He passed several transfer stations in a row, all of which were burned by Sun Kewang, and he was so angry that Dada Wardya chased after him faster and faster.

The prince who stayed behind to escort the baggage was named Chica Devaroja Wardya. This cargo whipped the slaves all the way, but the speed could not be improved, so they could only hurry slowly. He had only 3,000 soldiers, but nearly 10,000 slaves could transport heavy loads.

In the evening, stop and set up camp.

The work of camping was also given to the slaves, and the three thousand soldiers were sent out to watch the prisoners, while Chika Wardya himself sat down to rest.

Weng Yingji, who had been dormant in the southwest mountain village for many days, also went out with infantry at this moment. When he received the news at noon, he immediately set out from the mountain village, marched more than 30 miles in the afternoon, and had to cut down trees to make a raft to cross the river on the way, and then chased forward along the traces left by the enemy.

Such a rapid march was unimaginable for Chika Wardya. This prince had also been on the battlefield before, but where had he seen troops that could force a march?

When the slaves were encamped, they were divided into groups and camped outside the camp, leaving only soldiers, livestock, and baggage.

Weng's infantry was further downstream, gnawing on dry food and recovering their strength.

It was getting dark, and night was falling.

Hundreds of Mysore soldiers patrolled outside the camp, guarding the enemy and slaves. These slaves are all captured Jin people, and if they don't pay attention, they will run away.

The Kshatriya officer in charge of the patrol found it very boring and sat down against the wall to take a nap. The lower-ranking Vaishya officers also went elsewhere to rest, leaving only the Shudra soldiers in charge of patrolling.

After wandering around for a while, the Shudra soldiers didn't bother to move around, and stood in twos and threes chatting in a low voice.

The moon is fine tonight, and the big moon is hanging high.

And the temperature is also comfortable, it has dropped to 20 degrees. It's a bit disgusting during the day, it's almost late autumn, the temperature during the day is actually above 28 degrees, and it can even reach more than 30 degrees when encountering the big sun.

Not to mention that the Indians are too lazy, the other day when they were marching, it was a full 36 degrees Celsius. Weng Yingqi was so hot that he didn't want to move, so he simply walked day and night, looking for a place to hide from the sun during the day, even if he was hiding in the house, it was so hot that he stuck out his tongue.

Along the way, there are really a lot of slaves who fell from heat stroke.

The south side of the camp was close to the river, and Weng Ying divided hundreds of infantry into two groups and touched the east and north sides of the enemy camp.

The camp was full of slaves, and they were ordered to lie down, and anyone who dared to sit or stand was to be put to death for the crime of escape.

Walking around to the north, a squad suddenly felt a soldier step on something soft.

The soldier looked down, but saw a slave watching him in the moonlight.

Most of the enemy soldiers in charge of patrols are lying down and sleeping, and occasionally some are also napping while sitting.

"Ahh

The slaves who were trampled on were so frightened that they got up and ran, and the nearby slaves also stood up. They had no idea what was going on, they were tired and hot and hungry during the day, and now they were sleeping soundly, and when they woke up from their dreams, their tense nerves suddenly exploded.

The Han soldiers didn't fire a single shot, or even light the torches, and the slaves outside the camp boiled over, completely falling into a state of madness.

"Release!"

Weng Yingqi was the first to shoot in front of him, and the rest of the soldiers followed.

This practice was purely to drive away the slaves, so that the slaves would not rush indiscriminately and trample the Han soldiers.

Gunfire rang out from the east and north, and nearly 10,000 slaves who had been operating in the roar subconsciously ran towards the south and west. The simple walled wall could not be stopped at all, anyway, the slaves only knew how to escape, and the soldiers in charge of patrolling were also awakened, and they fled when they heard the gunshots, and they were trampled to death directly by slow movements.

His Royal Highness Prince Chika Wardya took off his heavy stomach and went to sleep. He awoke with the sound of gunfire and shouting, and immediately realized that he had been attacked by the night.

As he dragged his armor out, Prince Chika shouted: "Blow the trumpet, the soldiers gather towards me, don't be scattered by the enemy!" ”

On the big night, in addition to being on duty, which soldier would sleep in armor?

They got up in a panic, and before they had time to pierce their armor, they were shouted by the officers to assemble. In this case, it can also blow a trumpet and assemble, and in terms of military literacy, it can throw the Madurai army out of a few streets.

It's just that before most of the soldiers have been assembled, the slaves of the camp have already rushed over. These slaves only knew how to escape, shouting and screaming without a clue, and a large number of Mysore soldiers were scattered, and the soldiers also subconsciously turned and fled.

In the end, even the officers ran away, because no one knew how many enemies came.

Prince Chika Wardya finally gathered three or four hundred troops, and in the face of such a situation, he did not know whether to meet the enemy or run away as soon as possible.

Without much thought, Chika Wardia decided to run away.

He is His Royal Highness, and he will be a king in the future. It doesn't matter if you lose the battle, it doesn't matter if the whole army is annihilated, these things are not as valuable as his life.

The prince ran away on horseback, the noble officers with horses also ran, and even the prince's infantry guards were thrown off.

Chika Wardya ran from midnight until dawn, and the horses were so tired that they foamed at the mouth, and he stopped in shock. Looking around, there were less than ten people left, all of them Kshatriya officers with their own war horses.

Everyone looked at each other, and they still didn't know where the enemy came from, and they didn't know how many enemy troops had come.

All they knew was that the 3,000 soldiers were gone, and the goods they had been carrying were gone.

Night raids were rare in India, and most of the soldiers were Shudras and a small half were Vaishyas. What kind of meat can they usually eat? Many suffer from night blindness, making it unrealistic for such soldiers to move at night.

After resting for a while, and when the horses had regained their strength, the prince rode with several officers to find his father.

"How could the baggage be gone?" Dooda Wardya was incredulous.

Faced with his father's questioning, Chika Wardya bowed his head and said, "The enemy launched a sneak attack at night, and the slaves went crazy and scattered my troops. ”

"How many enemies are there?" Doddar Wardya asked.

Prince Chika said, "I don't know. ”

Doda Wardya suppressed his anger: "Get down, you wait to receive the punishment." ”

There were more than 16,000 people in the army of Mysore, and there was plenty of food and grass, but the prince's army was wiped out, and now only some grain ships were left with grain and grass. At most, it can last another half a month, and then they will all starve to death here!

The king ordered the whole army to hasten forward, and he did not want to get his goods back, so he hurried to the mountain pass, and through the valley was his own land.

A bloated army of more than 10,000 troops cannot walk a small elite force. There are still dozens of miles away from the mountain pass, and Weng Yingji is gradually catching up.

"How many enemy troops are there?"

"Only a few hundred."

Doda Wardya's face was cloudy, he was frightened by the elusive Han army, and now he felt that everything was problematic.

He has more than 16,000 people, but the other party has only a few hundred.

Hundreds of enemy troops, swaggering after them, could it be a decoy? Maybe there is a large army in ambush in the rear, maybe the enemy is just dragging the time, and more enemy troops are surrounding.

After thinking about it, it is better to hurry back to the mountain pass, and when the time comes, you can calmly fight or retreat.

The king said to his brother, "Chama, lead your cavalry to intercept the enemy, and even if you crush the enemy, you cannot pursue it too far." Once you encounter an enemy army, immediately rush back to the mountain pass to rendezvous! ”

There were not many cavalry in southern India, and only a few hundred cavalry were brought out this time.

The king continued on with a large army, not paying attention to the hundreds of enemy troops behind him. He firmly believed that this was a bait, not the main force of the enemy army at all, and even if he ate it all, he would be in danger.

Chama Wardya had been on the battlefield for a long time, and led his cavalry to rush over.

Both sides are equal in numbers, but they are cavalry themselves, and they can easily win. He divided half of his cavalry and flanked it, and then charged from both sides, only to see the enemy form a strange hollow phalanx.

In the first wave of charge, Xili Lake Tu failed.

The second wave of the charge was still a failure.

The cavalry who fled back were all terrified.

Chama Wardya asked, "What's going on?" They all rushed closer, why did they run away from the enemy? ”

The subordinate officer replied: "The enemy's formation is not chaotic, the front of the musket is erected with blades, and the war horses are reluctant to rush forward. ”

"Useless stuff!"

Chama Wardya went into battle in person, and except for one side by the river, the other three sides rushed together.

"Bang bang bang!"

Chama Wardya's guards fell, but he himself rushed closer and closer. Finally, only a few paces away from the enemy, he raised his spear and prepared to fight, believing that the enemy would be scattered in the face of the cavalry charge.

Suddenly, the war horse under his crotch became disobedient, and automatically slowed down in the face of the bayonet array, and then avoided the bayonet and walked around the formation.

"Bang bang bang!"

Two or three meters away, a bullet was fired, and the Mysore royal family fell to the ground.

Of the hundreds of cavalry, less than two hundred fled back.

When the king heard the news, he was even more frightened by the Han people's combat strength, and was so frightened that he abandoned the surplus supplies and accelerated the march. He had a premonition that if he didn't leave, he would be surrounded by a large army.

The army of bullshit, Zhao Kuangyan's subordinates are just like this, this king is purely scaring himself.

Weng repelled the cavalry and did not continue the pursuit, but retreated to find his donkey.

These hundreds of donkeys were captured during night raids, and they relied on them to carry food all the way. The weather was so hot that he didn't want to leave during the day, and chased along the river bank at night.

As for the small town at the mouth of the valley, the goods and grain had long been moved away by the slaves, and Sun Kewang took a few hundred cavalry to observe the situation in the direction of the town from afar.

The king of Mysore forced himself to leave, and no one could stop him.

(The chapter says that there are book friends who send game maps.,The year of the map is wrong.,I'm sticking one in the menu chapter.,The map comes from Mr. Bukharin.。 ）