In the dock area, Jiang Tao and the Chu army were struggling to support, hoping for some miracle to happen, but outside, the Shuntian army surrounding them was not calm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Up to now, Mo Luo's intention can be said to have been realized for the most part, he has basically taken Baoqing Port, grabbed more than a dozen grain depots, the food crisis is in the past, but the vast majority of refugees, but after this stage of victory, began a large-scale escape.

They were desperate for a bite to eat, now with food, the desire to live naturally outweighs the threat of hunger, many people carry a small bag of food, find all the loopholes that can be found, quietly leave Baoqing Port, drill into the deep mountains and old forests, and then take a detour to leave here.

Mo Luo had already pressed all his 20,000 elites into the dock to attack the stubborn Chu army there, and he no longer had the ability to monitor these refugees, and in just two days, most of the refugees were dispersed.

If Mo Luo didn't care about the departure of these refugees, then Wu Ling wanted to leave, but he was very angry. The more than 3,000 soldiers of Wuling were well-trained, and they were able to unite into an army under those difficult and difficult conditions, and this alone made Mo Luo feel ashamed of himself, and in the battle against the port of Baoqing, the combat effectiveness displayed by these walking skeletons also proved that they were a good army.

If such an army wants to leave, Mo Luo is naturally reluctant.

Destroying the Chu army is only the first step of Mo Luo, rushing out of Baoqing is his ultimate goal, and if he wants to fight Baoqing, he has to face the Taiping army stationed in Baoxing, which is an army that is not inferior to the Chu army in combat effectiveness, and has a larger number of people.

"We said before, take Baoqing Port, grab the grain, we will go our separate ways, you take your sunshine road, I will cross my single-plank bridge." Wu Ling stared at Mo Luo and said, "Now that the grain has been obtained, I have no reason to stay." ”

"Wu Ling, you can go, but what are you going to do in the future?" Mo Luo stared at the other party and swallowed the other party in one gulp: "Even if I give you all the food here, how long can you last?" Take these brothers of yours and go to the mountains to be bandits again? Whether it's the Taiping Army or the Chu people, they will let you go? Won't you let them think of a way out? ”

"A way out? Where is the way out? Wu Ling said indifferently: "It's just a day after a day." ”

"Luo Yishui is about to have an accident, as long as we hit Baoqing, it will be a different world. We have a chance to make a comeback. Moro shouted.

"It was Luo Yishui who killed General Wu!" Wu Ling shouted.

Mo Luo stepped forward, grabbed Wu Ling's arms with both hands, and shook him desperately: "Wu Ling, you heard clearly, Wu Xin is dead, dead, no matter who killed him, he is already dead." You have to think about your still alive brothers, how long will you be able to survive if you leave like this? Will it be like this again? You watched your brothers fall one by one in the mountains and forests, never to see the light of day again. ”

Wu Ling looked at Mo Luo and shook his head stubbornly: "No, it is for the sake of my brothers that I will never follow you to play this game again." Follow you, they will eventually fall on the battlefield one by one, turning into corpses, and I decided to leave because I wanted them to live. Leaving this land of right and wrong, this mountain forest is very large, or most of them will die, but someone will survive in the end. ”

Wu Ling turned around, walked outside, walked to the door, turned around, and looked at Mo Luo, "Monarch and minister, finally I wish you all the best in your heart." Farewell! ”

Looking at Wu Ling's resolute departure, Mo Luo's teeth were gritted, and his hand touched the cloud-piercing bow behind his back several times, but finally put it down again.

"King!" Bao Hua said in a low voice: "There are more than 2,000 people in Wuling, this is a good army, slaughter him, incorporate his troops, and we will greatly increase our strength." ”

Mo Luo shook his head: "Kill Wu Ling, this army will mutiniate immediately, and we will fight ourselves." Now is the most critical moment to annihilate the Chu army, there must be no such a fork, he wants to go, let's go, there will be a day when he regrets it. Without his dish, could it be that I can't make a whole table? Intensify the attack on the Chu army and take the Chu army as quickly as possible, I don't want to get entangled here any longer, the longer it takes, the more difficult it will be for us to attack the Taiping army next. ”

"Yes, king, now our army is well fed, warmly dressed, and the fighting spirit is high!" Bao Hua said excitedly.

"Kill all the Chu army, and then let's rush out of Baoqing, good days are ahead!" Mo Luo grinned and said: "Luo Yishui is about to cause chaos, the Yue Kingdom is about to be in chaos, it is where heroes come in, what is the Taiping Army, it won't be long before I let them lie at my feet and beg for mercy." ”

"The king is mighty, I will immediately organize a strong attack on the Chu army again, and I will not be able to defeat it if I don't believe it." Bao Hua nodded again and again, speaking of his hatred for the Chu people, he was much stronger than Mo Luo, after retreating to Baoqing, Jiang Tao, the commander of the Chu army, asked Mo Luo to kill him several times, if it wasn't for Mo Luo's protection, he would have become a pile of dry bones by now, hum, Jiang Tao, but see if you killed me, or I cut you.

Bao Hua walked out happily, and a moment later, the war drums were beating, and the earth-shattering shouts sounded in the port area.

Just when Bao Hua organized the next attack, Wu Ling returned to the location of his army, and after entering the port area, they occupied a grain depot and a material warehouse.

These days, they are really hungry, seeing the food, many people directly cut the bag, can't wait to light a fire to cook, eat and drink violently without restraint, but the fragile stomach can not bear such a big supplement, and when Wu Ling found out about this problem, a large number of people have already fallen down, fortunately, in the end, because of this, there were only more than 100 people, and some of them lay down for a long time, but they slowly survived.

Wu Ling therefore issued a strict order, and now he can only eat two meals a day, and it is thin and dry, and slowly let the stomach and intestines get used to it. There was grain in the grain storehouse, but there were a large number of weapons and cotton clothes piled up in the material storehouse, and now his troops had all changed into these new cotton clothes, with hot food to eat, and new clothes to wear.

With an order, the team of only 2,000 people gathered in front of the storehouse, each carrying a bag of grain on their shoulders, and they walked towards the way they had come from under the leadership of Wu Ling. Most of the bodies of the brothers who died in the battle have been recovered, all of them are piled up in an empty house, Wu Ling, the last of the team, holds a torch in his hand, looking at the corpses of the brothers stacked up in the house, and can't help but shed tears, and on the top of these corpses, there is also a layer of grain bags.

"Brothers, don't starve again in the next life!" Wu Ling shed tears and threw the torch in his hand, and with a bang, the flames rose into the air, and streams of black smoke soared up. Wu Ling bowed deeply and chased after his team without looking back.

Mo Luo's attack on the final dock area, in Wu Ling's opinion, is not that simple, Wu Ling has received formal military training, he knows very well that a large iron shell is easy to break, but when this iron shell is condensed into a small hammer, if you want to break him, the difficulty will increase exponentially.

Mo Luo's biggest mistake was not to entangle the opponent when the Chu army retreated from Hulukou, and then use the numerical advantage to fight with the opponent, killing and injuring the Chu army to the maximum extent and weakening the Chu army's last stubborn resistance.

But Mo Luo's reaction was too slow, although his martial arts cultivation was high, but the keen observation on the battlefield and the on-the-spot command and decision were too far behind, not only allowing the main force of the Chu army to withdraw smoothly, but also catching himself off guard and suffering a loss, and an entire flank brother was swallowed by the retreating Chu army.

Mo Luo's lack of military talent was a fatal problem, which also made Wu Ling not optimistic about him at all, even if he killed the Chu army, when he faced the Taiping army, which was also rich in combat experience, he was afraid that there was basically no chance of victory. Regarding Mo Luo's idea of rushing out of Baoqing, Wu Ling felt that there was not much hope, and it was better to leave early than to tie up a tree with Mo Luo and hang himself.

Although the mountains are treacherous, they can still find a way to survive in the end. He didn't want to risk the lives of the remaining 2,000 brothers to hit another iron plate.

In the dock area, on top of the tall tower, Jiang Tao was full of smiles, here, he could clearly see an army leaving in formation, and he could identify that this was the army that had sneaked into the port area in the middle of the night and made him suffer a big loss, and they were gone.

The attack of the Shuntian army was extremely fierce, but Jiang Tao was not worried at all, the current state, as Wu Ling believed, the Chu army, which had narrowed the scope of defense, had become a hard iron ball, and with the ability of the Shuntian army, it was not so easy to defeat it.

"What a smart man!" Jiang Tao still admires this Wu Ling, who made him suffer a big loss, an army that everyone judged should have broken up a long time ago, and he was able to unite into an army, which is enough to show this person's ability.

"General, can you hold it?" Beside him, Huang Dali's voice trembled a little, standing beside Jiang Tao, he could see that the Shuntian Army was launching a fierce attack on the defense line of the Chu Army in the dock area in several directions.

"If you can't hold it, do you think that army in Wuling will leave?" Jiang Tao pointed to the army that was getting farther and farther away in the distance, and looked at Huang Dali with a smile. (To be continued.) )