Of course, the brigade representative was organized to study the dialectical contradiction of yin and yang, and he also understood that what he was talking about was strategic, and the problems he was facing now were tactical.

Discipline, Beliefs, Organizational ...... All this strategically makes the Mo family invincible.

But tactically, without muskets and artillery, this battle is not easy to fight, and it is indeed impossible to withstand.

He understood the difference between strategy and tactics, but he had to confuse the concepts of strategy and tactics in order to boost the morale of the brigade.

But at the root, it was for the sake of tactical victory.

Because what Yu Su said was right, it would rain immediately, so it would be impossible for the Qi army to prepare to change the formation in advance, so they could only choose to be reckless before the rain, forcing the firearms here to be wet in the rain, and preparing for the real breaking of the formation after the rain.

There are more than 8,000 people on the opposite side, and more than 1,000 people can be sent to die first, but the main force is still there, as long as the firearms fail after the rain, it is impossible to break through.

He knew which officers who were clamoring to kill a noble man were not afraid of death, but he also had despair in his heart, so he thought so.

He also knew that in order to maintain the basic integrity of the formation before the rain, someone had to make sacrifices and react against the impact with the courage of not fearing death.

So he faced the non-commissioned officers who were not afraid of death but were already a little desperate for victory, and silently took out the red cloth from his bosom, pierced it on his forehead, and then took out the red cloth that distinguished friend from enemy and tied it on his arm.

"Today's war is to punish those who harm the world. If those who harm the world go unpunished, then they will encourage those who harm the world. ”

"Zi Mo Zi Yan is in line with Tianzhi. If you benefit the world, you will benefit, and if you harm the world, you will be punished. It was the Emperor of Heaven who punished them, and the Emperor of Heaven was only the way of the world, and the Tao itself had no hands and feet, and it was necessary for those who were in line with the will of Heaven to implement it on their behalf. ”

"We, the ink writers, are the ones who punish those who harm the world on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven."

"We stand up today for something like the Massacre of Wucheng, and it will not appear in the world again. Because we are human beings, we live in heaven and earth, we are people of the world, and we naturally have to manage the affairs of the world. ”

"No matter today, some people may say that I am not from Wucheng, and I don't speak when Wucheng is slaughtered. Tomorrow Shangqiu will be plundered, and I don't care, because I am not from Shangqiu. One day, when the slaughter reaches ourselves and our loved ones, we want to resist, but we will find that we are alone, because the world has become accustomed to slaughter, and no one has come forward to care about us. This is the truth that benefiting the world is benefiting oneself. ”

After explaining the truth, the brigade representative said: "Today's battle coincided with the sudden summer rain. The brigade commander's idea is right, as long as we resist the courage of the Qi people, then the victory will definitely belong to us. ”

"The impact of the Qi people requires us to stand up and fight back, as long as the phalanx is still there, as long as the formation is still there, we will be able to withstand the attack of the Qi people after the rain."

"Ink Bearer in the Musketeer, step forward and fight back with me!"

After saying a word, dozens of people stepped forward at the same time, tied up the red curtain together, and said in unison: "For the benefit of the world, death will not spin!" ”

Many soldiers who are not yet inkers, who are still in the waiting period, and even who just want to become inkers but have not yet become inkers, have also come forward.

After leaving behind the military commanders of each company and the backbone cadres at the grassroots level, more than 60 people were selected.

No one was strapped to their bodies with iron thunder, leather armor, and fire ropes.

The red curtain flutters, and the sword is in hand.

This is an infantry brigade, and the number of iron mines is not large, because heavy iron mines are difficult to throw without special training, so only some special arms companies will use them.

They had to rely on the last sharp weapon of counter-shock to buy time for the large army, and strive for the integrity and undamaged formation before the rain.

Yu Su admits that he can't say so much truth, and he also thinks that the brigade representative's remarks on weekdays are a little too radical, and he is still a backbone member of the self-suffering extremist faction, and sometimes it is indeed a little difficult to get along with.

But he understands that at times like these, this somewhat difficult partner will definitely step up.

The brigade representative walked to Yu Su's side and said with a smile: "I always say that we are getting farther and farther away from the world. Today, I finally want to do something that benefits the world, seeking benevolence and benevolence, seeking righteousness and righteousness. My righteousness is to subvert the world and change customs, not to shrink back and establish a country on my own. Today I will die, and I will die a well-deserved death. ”

Yu Su wanted to say something, but he didn't know what he wanted to say, everyone has the righteousness in everyone's heart, and the righteousness of the Mohists is the same, but there are differences in how to achieve this righteousness.

Yu thought that he did not understand the profound truths, so he agreed with the collective decision and did not consider the differences and differences.

The brigade representative took out a letter from his bosom, which seemed to have been written a long time ago, he stretched out and handed it to Yu Su, and said: "Here are some of my views and opinions, which have been written after the issuance of the decree of injustice, but I have never had the opportunity to submit it for discussion. If I die and you live, then pass this letter on to your superiors. ”

Yu Su took the letter, said nothing, raised his hand and saluted the brigade representative.

The drums of the Qi army on the opposite side seemed to be seeing off the brigade representatives, and he returned the salute with a smile, and squatted forward with more than 60 people fluttering red curtains under the rejection horse.

The musketeers in the back had already put away their muskets, and the lacquered cloth and cowhide covered the arquebuses that were lit by the arquebus, and had no compartment lids.

The musketeers, led by the remaining Inkmen, wielded short swords, crouched at the spearmen's feet, or stood in the gaps in the spear array to cover the flanks.

Like Yu Su, they silently watched the dozens of fluttering red curtains and silently saw them off.

The impatient Qi army had already launched an assault, and the chariot fell into a mud pit after a short time of impact, or was blocked by dogs and horses, and the nobles on the chariot got out of the chariot and fought with swords and marches, shouting bravely.

The drums behind shook the sky, and the apprentices followed, and the two sides had only taken a few dozen steps together.

No matter how loud the drums sounded, they could not cover the thunder in the sky.

The brigade representative looked up at the sky and thought of the nursery rhymes that circulated in Sishang to teach the people to look at the clouds and the weather.

"The momentum is like a mountain, the broken clouds are changeable, the thunder will rise, and the rain will be like water pouring ......"

Gently chanted a few words, retracted his raised head, and said in his heart: "A heavy rain, Sishang has less rain this year, although there are ditches, this rain can also alleviate the drought, here is not far from Sishang, it will also rain there, right?" ”

The thunder started again, the drums were closer, the brigade representative retracted his gaze, stared at the figures of several nobles who got off the car in front of him and fought on foot, silently took out an iron thunder, lit it with the fire rope wrapped around his body, and jumped out of the wooden fence with a loud shout.

Iron Thunder is not used in this way, it is not the few companies called "Xiandeng", unless the city is defending, ordinary foot soldiers will use Iron Thunder.

The iron thunder is heavy, and there are many charges, and it is easy to hurt one's own people unless it is strong or has been trained for a long time.

The brigade representative was brave, but his throwing skills were far worse than those grenadiers with swollen arms who practiced every day, and he knew that he could not throw far on flat ground, so he jumped up and rushed out with the speed of the impact, and did not choose to lie down and wait, but rushed directly into the crowd.

The inkers behind him who had their arms wrapped around the red silk did the same, and with a loud roar, they launched a deadly counterattack.

Rumble......

Xu is thunder, Xu is the sound of explosions, it is no longer distinguishable, and the rain has not yet fallen.

The loud explosion made the brigade representative's ears ring, and he thought that the people around him must be shouting something, but he couldn't hear anything anymore.

His left arm was punctured by a splinter, as if there was a fire burning, and he didn't care.

The few nobles who had disembarked from the foot battle had already been killed, and he rushed into the crowd behind him with his sword, taking advantage of the chaos of the explosion and this obviously suicidal style of play, so that the first wave of Qi people's attack fell into chaos.

An inkman with an injured arm next to him ignited the iron thunder on his back, and the brigade representative only had an endless buzzing sound in his ears, and he couldn't even hear the loud noise, but he saw dozens of Qi warriors fall to the ground or fly into the air.

Under the chaos, Qi people never thought of such a counterattack, let alone that this team of sixty or seventy people could burst out with such power.

The Qi people who charged in the first wave were all cannon fodder, in order to force the Mo family's firearms to fail in the heavy rain that was about to fall.

However, the righteous division on the opposite side did not use muskets, nor did they choose to use the spearman phalanx to assault, but chose to keep the formation unchanged and maintain the formation, and only used a few warriors to counterattack.

Under the fighting, it was too late to throw iron thunder, and only after some people were injured or unable to fight again, they would ignite the fuse on their bodies and die with those people.

The brigade representative did not know how many people he had killed, his left arm was pierced, and there was a layer of corpses of Qi people piled up beside him, as well as seven or eight nobles in armor.

The comrades around him fell one by one, he was already out of strength, and the first wave of the impact of the Qi army could no longer hold on, and he was crumbling.

The sword in his right hand was already full of gaps, and his hand could no longer lift the sword, looking at the panicked eyes of several Qi nobles on the opposite side, his heart was extremely happy.

Seek righteousness, seek benevolence, and die deservedly, without regrets.

A bolt of lightning lit up his eyes, and the heavy raindrops finally fell on top of his head, and he could feel the heavy smash on the top of his head.

"It's raining."

A smile appeared on the face of the brigade representative covered with black ash and bloodstains, and the red-eyed Qi nobles on the opposite side pressed again, he threw away the iron sword, and tried to ignite the iron thunder on his body with his remaining right hand, but found that the fire rope wrapped around his body had been soaked in blood and extinguished at some point.

Looking at the Qi nobles who were getting closer and closer, he squatted down and wanted to touch the sword he had thrown away, he knew that he was no longer able to fight at this time, but he didn't want to die without a weapon in his hand.

The rain had fallen, his mission had been completed, his formation was still complete, and the soldiers were still excited, and he felt that he had achieved his righteousness.

But when he bent down, he found that the originally light iron sword was so heavy that he couldn't pick it up.

The Qi nobles on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, Changge was already close at hand, but the brigade representatives who were out of strength couldn't hold the iron sword.

So with the last of his strength, he grabbed a handful of blood-soaked sand and stood up.

The nobleman's Ge on the opposite side had already chopped down, and he raised his right hand with great difficulty, smashing the sand he was holding in his hand into the face of the Qi nobleman, and then Changge slashed his throat.