Chapter 43: Vicious Gadgets
Maybe God created a person to show you how cruel this world can be.
The Wu army on the opposite side cheered, and a gray-haired human head was raised high by a school captain.
"Grandpa" Luan Ling's roar erupted from the chest, and the broken voice made this roar extremely poignant. The chaotic battlefield was momentarily frozen because of this roar.
A mouthful of blood spurted out with a "wow", and the stars were like ten thousand peach blossoms blooming. The body fell down softly, and I vaguely felt a pair of arms hugging me.
Yun Xiao hugged Luan Ling and hurriedly ran to find Zifeng. The soldiers of the Luan family were stunned, and they picked up their swords and rushed out to snatch the head of the master.
"Don't go out."
Yun Xiao stood on the wall of the wall with Luan Ling in his arms, and shouted at the Luan family soldiers who were scrambling to open the gate and rush out.
No one listened to him, and these people still rushed to open the gate of the village like crazy.
"Whoosh" A crossbow arrow pierced the head of a soldier, who screamed and fell on his back.
"I have the final say in the military village, and if I don't respect my generals, I can only die. The young master of your family still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, instead of you fools going out to die, it is better to save your useful body and kill Wu Jun more to avenge your family master.
I would like to conclude by saying that this is my military fortress. Whoever does not respect the general's orders, die"
After Yun Xiao finished speaking, he ran down the wall and rushed towards Zi Feng's tent.
Those soldiers were stunned for a moment, and looked at the four King Kongs who surrounded them. As soon as the leader stomped his feet, he chased Yun Xiao and ran towards Zifeng's tent, the head of the family was gone, and now the eldest lady couldn't do anything anymore.
Yun Xiao hugged the person in his arms, feeling that his body was very light and soft. Although the bloody smell masks the unique aroma of the woman's body, the feel still can't deceive people. Especially when listening to the heartbeat, the protrusion on his cheek touching his chest made Yun Xiao a little at a loss.
"Zi Feng, you come here. I went back to the wall. ā
Yun Xiao, who was about to do a heart massage, ran out of Zi Feng's tent with a red face.
Thick smoke billowed from the Zhuangzi, and several huge pillars of smoke seemed to connect the heavens and the earth. Yun Xiao knew that it was the Wu army burning down the house and forcing out the Luan family soldiers who were sticking inside. Yun Xiao had no choice but to watch them being burned out and then shot to death with arrows. can only take a few hundred steps forward to pick up the people who run back, this is the limit of what Yun Xiao can do, otherwise there is no certainty that the person who will be answered will be withdrawn.
With so many cards in his hand, Yun Xiao can't afford to lose.
I have to admire the bravery of the Luan family soldiers, and no one surrendered in such a situation. Some of the seriously wounded preferred to stay in thatched huts and be burned alive rather than be sent out by their companions.
Looking at those who rushed out of the hut with fire and billowing smoke, the Luan family soldiers on the wall beat their chests and cried.
All day, Xiang Sanqiu sat in his big tent and didn't see anyone.
If it weren't for the wartime ban on alcohol, he would really want to get drunk now. The head of an old friend was put into a wooden box and sent away to King Wu, and his own subordinates were encircling and suppressing the remnants of the Luan family soldiers in Zhuangzi.
"Lao Luan, each for his own master, don't blame me. When I first started the army, I wrote to persuade you to respond to King Wu, but you finally chose the imperial court. I have long thought of today's result, sooner or later, either you will die in my hands, or I will die in your hands. It's just that I didn't expect it to be so fast, Lao Luan will go.
Dying on the battlefield is the best ending for a general, and maybe one day I will envy you. ā
Xiang Sanqiu babbled to himself.
From the moment he set out to encircle and suppress these attackers, Xiang Sanqiu had an ominous premonition. He led a light cavalry to make a detour to raid Luoyang Aocang, and Jian YƬ was refuted by King Wu. insisted on stationing troops under the city of Suiyang and attacking the city to capture King Liang alive.
However, Suiyang City is high and deep, and tens of thousands of Liang troops are famous pawns. If Suiyang was easy to attack, it would have been captured a long time ago, so why bother to lose troops and generals.
Face, it's all about face. Is it just for your sake of face that you have to take the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers? The irritable King Wu handed over the task of chasing these bandits to Xiang Sanqiu, who would have thought of it. Luan Bu, the behind-the-scenes commander of the attack on the baggage camp, Xiang Sanqiu felt that only the Luan family would have the courage to rob King Wu's treasure.
"General, Zhuangzi has been purged. After careful searching, there was not a single enemy left in the Zhuangzi. ā
A lieutenant walked in, saluted with his crossed hands, and reported the results to Xiang Sanqiu.
"If you don't catch it, they didn't do it."
Xiang Sanqiu said with a lonely expression, and there was no trace of joy on his face.
"More than 1,000 enemy soldiers were killed, many corpses were charred, and the specific number was still being counted. These enemy soldiers were fierce and did not catch them alive. However, judging from the marks on the blades, it is indeed the Luan family's soldiers. Even if they didn't do it, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to get out of it. ā
The lieutenant said cautiously, and he could see that the general's face was a little ugly.
"What are the casualties of our army?"
"This Luan family's soldiers are indeed piercing, and our army has suffered nearly 2,000 casualties. The enemy has laid many traps in Zhuangzi, and many of our casualties have come from this thing. ā
After the lieutenant finished speaking, he took out something from his arms and put his hands on the handsome case.
Xiang Sanqiu picked it up and looked at it carefully, and the four thorns pointed in different directions. Throw it on the handsome case a few times, and always have one side pointing upwards. Pick it up and smell it under your nose, the fishy smell almost smoked Xiang Sanqiu, and I don't know what it is.
"Last night's attack, this thing stuck a lot of my sergeants. Most of the failures of the night attack were caused by this object, and the enemy army scattered these things in large quantities. Many of the soldiers had their feet punctured and had difficulty walking. Now there are no less than hundreds of soldiers lying in the camp, all of whom have been stabbed by this thing.
Later, when the day dawned, everyone could see the ground clearly, and it was better to walk on their feet. ā
"Just this little thing can disable hundreds of people? Let's go to the back camp and have a look. ā
Xiang Sanqiu grabbed his sword and went straight to the rear camp with a group of captains, he wanted to see if this thing really had such great power, and it could actually make hundreds of soldiers lose their combat effectiveness overnight.
Compared to the soldiers who celebrated before the battle, the atmosphere in the rear camp was somewhat oppressive. In every tent, there were the sound of Shen Yin and the wailing of the soldiers, and occasionally a heart-rending scream came out.
The smell in the military tent was pungent, and several soldiers with foot wounds were lying on the ground and collapsed on Shen Yin. Xiang Sanqiu took a deep breath and frowned and walked in, a medical officer was busy. Seeing a group of generals pouring in, they hurriedly saluted and worshipped.
"Excuse me, tell me what about these soldiers? When can I recover? ā
Xiang Sanqiu stretched out his hand to stop the medical officer who was giving a salute, and pointed to the soldier on the ground and said.
"Back to the general's words, the enemy army is very vicious. The soldiers here are good, and many of them have already started to have a fever. The blood flowing from the wound is also foul-smelling, and the subordinates suspect that the enemy has poisoned this thing, what kind of poison is it...... Please forgive my subordinates for being shallow and not recognizing. ā
"Poisoning? Is there a cure? ā
"If you go back to the general, there is no way to treat it now. Many of the wounded soldiers' feet have begun to become red and swollen, general, please look. ā
The medical officer held up an injured foot, and a triangular bloody hole in the sole of the foot was shocking. The wound was swollen and the dark red skin was round and shiny. The medical officer gently squeezed it with his hand, and a fishy pus came out. The wounded soldier screamed and scratched his hands. The lieutenant brought by Xiang Sanqiu hurriedly held down the injury.
"The poison on that thing is so bad that it won't last more than a few days before his wound festers. In a few days, the foot will not be saved. If the swelling does not subside tomorrow, his subordinates will have to cut off his foot. ā
"No, don't cut off my feet, I'm going to go home and serve my mother. Ask the general to save me, the general to save me. ā
The wounded soldier cried in a dumb voice, and Xiang Sanqiu, who was accustomed to life and death, did not dare to look at the desperate eyes of the wounded soldier.
"What? And what about the other wounded soldiers? ā
"Except for a few people, if you want to save your life, you need to do this."
The medical officer's face looked out of the tent, and he couldn't bear to say these words in front of the wounded soldiers.
Xiang Sanqiu walked out of the tent with a heavy heart, this is not good news, there are at least hundreds of soldiers in the rear camp who will become lame people without feet. There is no hope of recovery, looking at the military village in the afterglow of the sunset, what kind of person invented such a vicious thing. Tomorrow when I break through the military village, I want to see if this person's heart and liver are black or red.
"Report, General. The front came to report that the people in the military village allowed us to go over to fifty people, and three ox carts carried back the bones of the fallen soldiers. ā
A lieutenant came from afar and saluted Xiang Sanqiu.
"Oh, that's what the people in the military village said?"
Xiang Sanqiu was a little suspicious, and his military merits have always been calculated by the first level. Many armies even fought on the battlefield to grab the head, why would the people in the military village give up the head so lightly, that is a real military feat, have they given up? To show favor to yourself?
"The people in the military village said that we were allowed to go to 50 people, and we were not allowed to carry weapons. The bodies of fallen soldiers can be brought back an hour before sunset. ā
"Well, got it. Let the captain of the Sword and Shield Battalion prepare fifty men and three ox carts. Pull back the bodies of the fallen soldiers as they say. ā
"No"
"General, do you believe they won't want military merit? And not trying to trap the fifty of us? They don't have the weapons to fight back. ā
"No, no, they're very clever at playing. The shouting before the battle was heard clearly by all the soldiers. Their generosity has been demonstrated, and what would the soldiers think if we didn't send them. It's clear, even if it's a trap, we have to jump.
It seems that this military village is not simple, and the three armies are ordered to attack the village tomorrow and tomorrow, and they must take this military village in one go. ā
"No"
"The old man thought that Juzi was a person who was easy to kill, and today I saw that Juzi actually asked Wu Jun to collect the corpse, and the old man really speculated."
"Old fisherman, you are wrong, the reason why I asked them to pull the corpse back is because early spring is not as good as winter. The corpse will decompose in a few days, and I am afraid that when the plague will run rampant, then it will collapse without fighting the military village. ā