Chapter Seventy-Three: The Trumpet
"General!" Pei Zilie and other Southern Chen generals rode horses to meet Xiao Maha.
Tonight's big battle, for Nan Chen, although it is not as good as the miracle of the previous two Luliang battles, it can definitely be regarded as an out-and-out victory. Especially in this big battle, when Nan Chen wants to break through in a desperate situation, being able to pay a heavy price to break through is already a luxury in the eyes of many people, and Xiao Maha can achieve a big victory is something that most people dare not think of before.
Calculated that Nan Chen's losses should be around four or five thousand, which is just a normal attrition of a big war for a main army of nearly 100,000 people, especially Bei Zhou, as their opponent, the losses are much heavier than this.
What's more, in addition to not having a first-mover advantage, the Northern Zhou Dynasty has other advantages that are difficult for Southern Chen to compare, such as terrain and numbers, and the commander is a famous general like Wang Rail, who has been killed by the sea of corpses and blood, so this big victory is even more precious.
Most importantly, it was Xiao Maha who commanded this great battle.
Relying on the victory of this war, Xiao Maha, who had no experience in independently commanding such a large-scale army before, was fully able to prove his ability to succeed Wu Mingche as the first person in Nanchen, even if it was Pei Zilie and other Wu Mingche's trusted generals, there was no way to deny Xiao Maha's skills and qualifications.
After all, the generals who fight on the battlefield are the strongest people they admire the most, especially the strong ones who can lead them to victory in troubled times.
So when these generals rode up to Xiao Maha's side, everyone had a smile on their faces, and even a respectful look that they had rarely seen before, obviously convinced by the commander who was ordered in danger and finally really created a miracle.
"Report!" A sentry rushed over quickly, "Enlighten the generals, the barbarians have drawn cavalry and made a detour to the north side of our army!" ”
Xiao Maha frowned, and did not speak in a hurry, but looked around. The expressions on the faces of Pei Zilie and the other generals changed, and one of them couldn't help but speak first: "Could it be that this barbarian is not dead, our soldiers have not fought enough, but they are not afraid of him!" ”
"That's it, come and come, do you think that our Da Chen soldiers are easy to bully?!"
"Yes, it's a big deal to kill him again and throw away his armor!"
A group of generals responded, Xiao Maha led a team of cavalry to turn the entire battlefield upside down, causing their large infantry brigade to just show a last, everyone still held back their strength, if this barbarian is not able to measure his strength, he might as well compete with them.
Xiao Shilian, who followed behind Xiao Maha, was a little worried, he and the cavalry led by his father made a great effort in this battle, and it can be said that he fought two laps around the entire battlefield, and he was already sleepy and tired, and many of the horses had even foamed at the mouth, and it was good to be able to barely hold on to coming back before, if he continued to fight, I am afraid it would be difficult to continue, so Xiao Shilian hesitated for a moment, and still wanted to speak, but the sleeves were pulled by someone.
"Brother Li, you?"
Li Xinchen shook his head slightly: "Brother Xiao, don't panic, the general will definitely make a decision." ”
"This ······" Xiao Shilian was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.
And Xiao Maha listened to the voices of the two young people behind him, and the expressions on his face were a little complicated, with both joy and regret and disappointment that were difficult to hide. However, these expressions were fleeting, Xiao Maha waved his hand, and said confidently: "Don't worry, give Wang Liang ten guts, and he won't attack us." ”
The surrounding generals all nodded in unison, now the army of Nanchen can be attacked, retreated and defended, and the number of people is not less than that of Northern Zhou, and the whole army is high-spirited because of a big victory, so even if Wang Liang is bold, he will not come to find a bad luck at this time.
However, Pei Zilie looked up at Xiao Maha with some doubts: "General Wu Yi, although his subordinates know that all the changes in the battle situation are in the hands of the general, but there is a question that I still want to ask the general." Dare to ask if the Metropolitan Governor is not in the army, where is he? ”
Pei Zilie asked without asking Xiao Maha's opinion, which made Xiao Mahe frown. And the surrounding generals were also interested, looking at Wu Mingche's most trusted general and Wu Mingche's next successor.
Yes, the Metropolitan Governor handed over the command of the army to Xiao Maha, and even his own Great Seal was allowed to be used by Xiao Maha, but in the end, everyone rushed forward to kill, but they didn't see the Metropolitan Governor himself. The Metropolitan Governor is old and frail, and has back sores, so it is impossible for him to follow the army into battle, so it means that the Metropolitan Governor should still be behind.
Now, however······ Pei Zilie looked at Xiao Maha intently, while the rest of the generals glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally, now the rear road has been blocked by Wang Rail, which means that the Metropolitan Governor is very likely to be trapped on the north side of Wang Rail's army!
No wonder Pei Zilie, the most trusted general of the metropolitan governor, suddenly attacked, this is really a fatal problem. Especially now that Xiao Maha clearly wants to retreat directly, and doesn't want to entangle with Wang Liang at all, could it be that he even wants to throw down the metropolitan governor directly?
Xiao Maha looked at Pei Zilie with interest, and Pei Zilie did not shy away from meeting his gaze. As for the rest of the generals, they all have their own thoughts, although this struggle at the top has nothing to do with them, but after all, they are all in the vortex at this moment, and it is not so easy to get out.
A battle of Luliang, the duel between the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and the change of the upper echelons of the Southern Chen army······ There's too much involved.
And Li Xinchen's gaze swept over these generals, and he sighed secretly. No wonder Xiao Maha is in a hurry to set up his own staff system, dealing with so many people with their own thoughts, and having to fight wits and courage with the famous generals of the Northern Dynasty, he is really tired.
Before, everyone faced the strong enemy of Northern Zhou, so they were able to work together, but now that the threat has been lifted, the internal intrigue is suddenly revealed. Whether it is the whereabouts of the Metropolitan Governor Wu Mingche or whether the army should go south or north, in the final analysis, it is still a question that Xiao Maha is difficult to convince the public.
"General Pei is too worried." Xiao Maha slowly turned his horse's head and rode forward facing the south, "This general will not leave the Metropolitan Governor behind. ”
"Then I implore General Wu Yi to turn around and save the Grand Duke!" Pei Zilie said without hesitation.
Xiao Maha looked back at him in some surprise: "Who told you that the Metropolitan Governor is in the north?" ”
"This?" Pei Zilie was stunned.
Xiao Maha raised the whip in his hand, pointed to Lu Liangshui, who was flowing leisurely not far away, and said with a smile: "Compared to the road that you and I killed with blood, that road is much easier to walk!" ”
Not only Pei Zilie, but the rest of the generals also looked at Xiao Maha in surprise.
And Xiao Maha glanced at the captain of the guard beside him, the guard nodded, and suddenly opened his bow and arrow, while the other guard lit the fire fold, and then ignited the arrow.
The long arrow broke through the air, leaving an unusually vivid fiery red arc in the dark night sky.
Pei Zilie and the generals, who vaguely guessed something, subconsciously held their breath.