Chapter 137: Great Victory
Lifting the sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying! Baiyun carried Song Qingshu straight into the enemy formation, the long sword swung sharply, blood shot out, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight Yuan soldiers died under the sword.
"Archery! Shoot him for me! The commander of the Yuan army shouted wildly.
"Boom!" Countless arrows were shot, Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the true qi of his whole body was agitated, and an invisible qi permeated his body. The Yuan army's arrows only hit half a meter around the body and could no longer go deep, as if they had hit a wall, and they were either cut open or bounced back!
"I'm so angry!" A signature skill of the innate master. No matter what sect or sect of martial arts, once it reaches the innate realm, the true qi in the body can shoot out of the body, forming a circular shield, which can greatly increase the body's defense.
In fact, this is a very weak skill, because Gang Qi is not invincible, and once the attack received exceeds the limit of Gang Qi, it will collapse.
Think about when you are competing for power in the martial arts, if you are fighting against an innate master of the same level, the opponent can penetrate this layer of Gang Qi with a single blow. It's basically the same as not having it. And if you are against a few acquired masters, you don't need this skill. Even when you're fighting against a group of acquired masters, it's useless because he consumes True Qi too quickly to last! Over time, this skill has become a simple innate master standard skill.
However, this skill is also used here to the fullest, all kinds of stray arrows are flying all over the battlefield, and adding a layer of protection is also an extra layer of protection!
The soldiers of the Yuan soldiers had never seen such a magical scene, and they were immediately horrified in their hearts, and they scattered in all directions, shouting as they ran: "Ghost! It's a ghost! Run! ”
The commander had some insight, and vaguely knew that this was the standard skill of an innate master, although he couldn't figure out how a congenital master could run to the battlefield, but he also knew that it was not a ghost! shouted at the moment: "Don't run, this is a person, not a ghost!" Keep shooting, he won't last long! ”
It's just that in this season of chaos, who will listen to his orders? On the contrary, it made Song Qingshu notice his existence, driving the white clouds to rush towards him!
The way of using soldiers is complicated but very complicated, but it is also very simple to say simple.
Complexity refers to all kinds of calculations and planning before the war, but once the war starts, things become very simple. If before the war, both sides are preparing their own chips, then after the war, it is just to see who has more chips!
Although sometimes a variable may affect the course of a war of a million people, it is a very accidental phenomenon. Most often, the outcome of the war is predestined before the war begins.
It is a war of less than a thousand people, and even more so, because the number of people is too small, so once a mistake is made, there will be no chance to make up for it. Victory or defeat is often decided in this instant!
Just like now, the Yuan soldiers were already unguarded, and they were ambushed in this extremely suitable place for ambushes, attacked by countless rocks and arrows, and the entire army was in chaos, not to mention that this commander was not a famous general, even if he was Sun Wu resurrected and reincarnated in vain, don't think about saving the war.
"Poof!" With the sound of blood, the head of the commander flew into the sky with a look of remorse, unwillingness, horror and disbelief. And the war is not surprising to move to the next stage.
The ghost cried wolf, hugged the head of the rat and scurried, and the defeat was like a mountain! It's a harvest time, it's a time to enjoy! Song Qingshu led the demon army to chase the Yuan soldiers out, and it took nearly three miles to collect the troops. With the shouts of the warriors of the Demon Army, the Battle of the Eagle's Beak came to an end.
"Report! General, in this battle, our army lost 43 killed and 72 wounded. 329 Yuan soldiers were killed, 521 were captured, and nearly 200 Yuan troops fled. 482 uninjured horses, 231 lightly injured horses, 124 seriously injured horses, and more than 800 sets of scimitar bows were seized! Duan Xiaofei, the commander of the second battalion, ran over to report. In the absence of Zhang Chong, the commander of the first battalion, he reported it.
Song Qingshu frowned, and sighed secretly: "What is the lack of training, if you can give me another ten days, this casualty number will be at least doubled!" ”
Throughout the history of human warfare, when two armies fought against each other, the casualties were not very many, and the real casualties were often produced when one army was defeated and one army pursued.
And in ambush warfare like this, the casualties of the ambush side are even more minimal. In many cases, battles involving thousands of people can often compress the casualty figure into single digits.
Now, in the case of a successful ambush, there are still so many casualties, it can only be said that the combat effectiveness of the Demon Swinging Army is still one level lower than that of the Yuan Army. If you consider that the Yuan army in front of you is a second-rate unit in the Yuan army, then the difference in the combat effectiveness of the demon army can be seen.
Thoughts flashed in Song Qingshu's heart, and he quickly cleaned them up. There is no perfect thing in the world, time is urgent, and the lack of training of the troops is also helpless, and the main task at present is to clean up the battlefield and collect troops in Pingwu County!
Returning with countless seizures, I saw the people of Pingwu County greeting them outside the city gate. When the demon army walked by, it was suddenly greeted with the cheers of the mountains and tsunamis. Song Qingshu swept slightly, and clearly saw a trace of fanaticism in the eyes of the people.
Obviously, the great victory of the Demon Sweeping Army has made the people believe that he is the reincarnation of the Zhenwu Emperor, the messenger sent by the Taishang Laojun to save them.
Song Qingshu smiled lightly, don't underestimate this, the theory of ghosts and gods was very popular in ancient times. Even those social elites only worship ghosts and gods and stay away, and no one dares to deny the existence of ghosts and gods.
And these people are even more convinced of this! Haven't you seen the founding emperors of all dynasties call themselves the reincarnation of so-and-so! With this name, it will give his already lofty prestige a layer of mystery.
Before this, the people believed in him because of Ye Fan's prestige and because of Lao Junguan's prestige, but from today on, the people believe in him because of his own achievements! His own prestige! From today on, no one in this small county will dare to question his authority! Even if it's Lao Junguan, even if it's Ye Fan, even if it's Li Sijiu! He will truly control everything in this county!
"Congratulations to the general's return from a great victory, the general is unpredictable, and he is like a god with soldiers, he is really the savior of Pingwu County." Li Sijiu trotted to Song Qingshu from a distance and said with a smile.
"Uncle Li has made great contributions to pacifying the people and stabilizing the people's hearts in Pingwu County." Song Qingshu smiled lightly.
"Don't dare, don't dare, Xiaomin is just doing his best, and he doesn't dare to be a general." Li Sijiu hurriedly said modestly.
"Hehe, it's Uncle Li who is too modest." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"General, the people have prepared wine and food to reward all the soldiers, let's go to the city first!" Li Sijiu said with a smile.
"Okay, let's go to town!" Song Qingshu waved his hand and drove into Pingwu County with the Demon Army.