Chapter 1010 The Moon is Black and the Wind is High Murder Night

There is an inexplicable worry in Zhao Yougong's heart, although some backhands are arranged, but if he can't bear it, then the so-called backhand will be meaningless. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info lying on the couch thinking about it, that feeling of tiredness gradually hit, even if Zhao Yougong was strong-willed, he couldn't help but be chaotic at this time. Sanniang saw Zhao Yougong fall asleep hastily, so she covered her with a thin quilt. There is no moonlight tonight, there is a slight coolness in the warm wind, and under the dark night, no one knows what is shrouded, maybe tomorrow will be cloudy and rainy, right? Sanniang didn't know what kind of mood she was in, and along the way, she was used to killing and death, and she had already become numb.

Maybe it's because it's too dark, and the tired **** can't help but relax his vigilance. After a day of fierce fighting, that kind of high-intensity fighting, everyone is tired and weak, and after relaxing, it is difficult to concentrate. In the distance, the Slavs are also bitter, if you really want to talk about it, they are worse than Ding****, not to mention the heavy casualties, insufficient baggage, lack of medical treatment, many injured soldiers can not be treated. In the Slavic camp, there was a special camp where the wounded lived, and at this time, at night, the wounded camp was wailing again and again, and the people around listened to those painful sounds, and their hearts could not help but panic. With a lack of medicine and a lack of doctors, Viache had nothing to do. In the establishment of the Kipros army, there is no special military doctor, which is far inferior to the ****. The camp is full of wounded soldiers, the battle is unfavorable, Via's sad hair is almost gray, he clearly knows that at this time, he can't be sloppy at this time, the battle situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to Kipros, he has not been able to quickly defeat the Orientals, there are more and more wounded soldiers, and the morale of the army is bound to become more and more low, and now he can hold on, because there is still hope for victory, once this hope is also broken, then Kipros will want to break the flood of the embankment, and he can't stop it.

Physically and mentally exhausted, but Viache did not dare to close his eyes at all, he had to use all his energy and try to come up with a way to check and balance, he was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would fall asleep. In the face of the current war situation, he is not qualified to sleep, "Come, bring Jeroma to him, and in addition, make preparations on the side of the wounded soldiers, and if they are seriously injured and cannot be cured, let them be spared the pain." ”

The soldier looked stunned, and finally didn't say anything, in fact, he should have thought of this a long time ago. With the current situation, it is impossible to support so many wounded soldiers, especially the seriously wounded, who cannot be treated, so they can only hold on in pain and send them on the road, which is also a relief. Soon after, the wailing of the wounded soldiers was much quieter, but the thick bloody gas filled the whole heaven and earth, and the gloomy dome was hit by resentment. The people who are alive are just sad that the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad and sighs slightly, and in the past, this kind of cleaning up the seriously injured is often seen. Not only Kipros, but also in the Holy Empire and even the Danish Dynasty, there was such a habit. Cleaning up the seriously wounded, maintaining combat effectiveness, and maintaining morale, which is left over from the early Romans. When the Romans crossed the sea to expedition to Scotland, many Roman soldiers were seriously injured and chose to commit suicide.

After dealing with the injury problem, Yeroma's whole mood became much heavier, even if he knew that it was purely helpless to do so, but after all, he couldn't get through the conscience. However, as the most loyal wolf dog under Viache, Yeroma would never question Viache, and when he returned to the tent, he saw that Viache was still sitting in front of the case, supporting his chin with one hand, "Grand Duke, what else do you command?" ”

"Jeroma, there is a mission, maybe you can't come back if you go, do you dare to do it?" Viache had a bold idea in his head, and the idea came to him, and he couldn't stop it. He also knew how crazy the idea was, but there are some things in life that have to be fought for. Yeroma was stunned, but he quickly straightened up and showed a resolute expression, "Grand Duke, no matter what the task, my subordinates will do their best to complete it. No matter how difficult it is, no matter whether you live or die, your subordinates are your most loyal subordinates. ”

Viache looked at Eloma fixedly, there was finally reluctance in his eyes, after a long battle, Viache was unkempt, his beard was unkempt, he had lost his former elegance, he grinned faintly, but he looked extremely sincere. He has never concealed it from Jeroma, and in the face of Jeroma, he doesn't need any lies, this is the most loyal retainer under him, "Jeroma, no one knows how this battle will turn out, and even I don't have much confidence." I can't promise you anything, except to say that if we win in the end, your family will be well taken care of, and if we lose, we will all be left with nothing. ”

"Don't say it the Grand Duke, all the subordinates understand" Yeroma seems to be rough, but in fact he is as careful as a hair, although he doesn't say many things, he understands them very well. He and Viache are grasshoppers on a rope, and everything they have is based on ruling Kipros, without which there is nothing. So, those thousands of ordinary Slavic children could surrender, but he and Vyache couldn't, "No matter what the task, the Grand Duke directly commanded." ”

"Very good, Jeroma, I will give you three thousand soldiers and horses, your task is to take advantage of the night to sneak attack the camp of the Orientals" Vyache's words, Eloma couldn't help but be moved, no wonder the Grand Duke's face was so solemn, it turned out to be the camp of the Orientals who attacked at night. The so-called family knows their own affairs, after a series of vicious battles, there are not many soldiers and horses that can really be used, everyone is physically and mentally exhausted, at this time night attack, how big the risk is, you can think of it with your ass. And the most terrible thing is that no matter what the result is, these Slavic children who attacked the camp of the Oriental at night will definitely not be able to come back alive, and the cavalry of the Oriental people is not vegetarian, this is simply a night attack mission with no return. Jeroma did not hesitate, and nodded almost instantly, "If there are no other orders, the subordinates will go and mobilize the manpower, the Grand Duke, but rest assured, the subordinates will not let you down." ”

Jeroma turned to leave, Vyache got up suddenly, walked up to Jeroma in three or two steps, bowed deeply, and swore in his heart that if he could return to the city of Kiev alive, Jeroma's family would become a real nobleman, and this was his reward for Jeroma. Receiving the noble gift of Viache, Yeroma's eyes slowly became clouded with a layer of mist, in fact, his family was not a nobleman, but just a small merchant on the docks of the Turov River, and his only desire was to become a nobleman after so many years of fighting with the army. A real nobleman, that is the glory of the continuation of the family, every man with chivalry, who does not have the dream of nobility?

The moon is dark and kills the night, and the wind is high and the sky is on fire. The vast Kiev plain was as dark as ink, and the tired soldiers had already rested, and even those outlying sentries couldn't help but relax their guard. Jeroma was brave and good at fighting, and his prestige was so great that even in difficult times, he was able to bring up more than 3,000 dead men. Just after the hour, Jeroma led his men eastward from the southern branch of the Suzdal River, knowing full well that there must be many spies along the way, so he tried to speed up the march as fast as possible.

Bai Yunfei curled up in a dirt pit and took a nap, he had fought so long during the day, and now he was sent out as a secret sentinel, he felt aggrieved when he thought about it. He thought that the arrangement of the commander was very problematic, and at this time the Slavs still dared to attack at night, wasn't that looking for death? At least in Bai Yunfei's opinion, there are no stupid people in the world who kill themselves. In a daze, he heard a little noise in his ears, and his perennial vigilance made him can't help but be smart, looking in the direction of the sound, the vague figure kept shaking, Bai Yunfei was so frightened that his soul was almost gone, although he couldn't see clearly, but the fool also knew what these people were doing, in addition to the Slavic soldiers and horses in the west, was there a second one? stretched out his leg and kicked the sleeping companion next to him, and said anxiously, "Yue Tuozi, don't sleep, hurry up and fire the arrow, damn, the Slavic beard really launched a night attack, hiss... Are they dying? ”

After Yue Tuozi was kicked awake, after knowing what was going on, he quickly lit the arrow in his hand. The sound of the arrow dragged the red fire into the sky, which was very dazzling in this inky night, and soon after, all the dark posts along the way were alarmed, and a series of signals were sent back, which finally shocked the Ding **** camp. The warning signal came quickly, but the march of Jeroma was faster, and the camp was not fully prepared, and the Slavic dead soldiers led by Jeroma had already rushed into the western camp, and these Slavs were not obsessed with killing, but kept setting fires, creating as much chaos as possible, and in the blink of an eye, the entire western camp was on fire. Most of the exhausted soldiers were asleep, awakened in a daze, where did they have time to line up to meet the enemy, not to mention the Slavs who were wreaking havoc everywhere. Although Yang Zaixing is in the western camp, no matter how great his ability is, it is difficult to play in this chaotic situation, the fire spreads, the Slavs are divided into more than a dozen squads to make a rebellion, and the **** soldiers are killed and wounded, and many people have not been able to escape, and they are directly buried in the fire.

"Inform all departments, withdraw to the east, and organize defense at the gate of the camp" Yang Zaixing immediately decided, at this time, there is no hesitation, the more entanglement, the greater the loss. Fortunately, the Slavs only attacked the Western Battalion, so it seems that there will not be too many soldiers and horses attacking at night, and the Western Battalion has been in chaos for so long, and the Zhongju Battalion must have been prepared. After receiving the order to retreat, the soldiers of the West Battalion continued to gather to the east, and hurriedly withdrew to the Chinese Army Battalion, everything was as Yang Zaixing thought, in order to prevent the chaos from spreading to the Zhongju Battalion, Yu Xiaochen had already organized a defensive formation of more than 2,000 people in the east of the West Battalion. Yeroma was not slow to react, the soldiers of the Western Battalion retreated, he clenched his bite and did not let go, and pounced with people, Yang Zaixing secretly rejoiced, if it wasn't for Yue Xiaochen's early response, these Slavs would really rush into the Chinese army camp. The Chinese army camp not only has a handsome tent, but even the horse ring is also on the periphery of the Chinese army, once the Zhongju camp is destroyed, not to mention the loss of war horses, it will be a heavy blow to morale alone.

In fact, this is not to blame Jeroma, it is really a very strange way to camp ****, not the traditional left, middle and right three battalions connection, in order to deal with emergencies, the Chinese army camp is closer to the east, the east and west sides of the camp are adducted, if Jeroma wants to attack the Chinese army camp, you must start from the periphery first. The western camp was destroyed, and all the **** soldiers were holding back the fire, Yu Xiaochen was even more angry, the Slavs attacked at night at this time, and they didn't take the **** soldiers seriously. After letting the deserters from the Western Battalion, Yu Xiaochen pulled out his sword and shouted, "Prepare rockets, let these Slavic barbarians taste our strength." ”

The Slavs pursued and were hit head-on by a shower of arrows, killing and wounding more than 100 in an instant. However, this time Jeroma brought a group of outlaws, although they were blocked, but everyone was full of blood, did not retreat at all, found a shield, and if there was no shield, they used wooden planks, and the Slavs broke through the wall of the western camp and pounced on Yu Xiaochen's department. The two sides were too close to each other, and they soon fought together. The Slavs are not afraid of death, all of them are fighting with their lives, for a while, Yu Xiaochen's department was suppressed and retreated, seeing that his subordinates couldn't resist, Yu Xiaochen's eyes showed a fierce light, and he rode up to meet him, "It's all for the general to resist, who dares to retreat again, Lao Tzu cut him." ”

If you retreat further, it will be the horse pen in the camp of the Chinese army, which is the biggest capital of the cavalry. After cutting off a few deserters with his own hands, the situation finally stabilized, and by this time more reinforcements rushed out of the Chinese battalion, and the number increased, finally blocking the offensive of the Slavs. The battle outside was raging, the sound of fighting continued, Zhao Yougong was awakened early, holding the sword of King Qin and walked out of the tent with a hideous face, at this time several commanders were already waiting outside the tent, seeing several commanders, Zhao Yougong frowned, and said viciously, "What are you panicking, isn't it just a small night attack, all go back to this king, if something happens to the East Camp and the Zhongzhong Army Camp again, don't blame this king for taking you to the knife." ”

"Ren Chong, take your people around from the north, tie a chain of horses, if you run away from a Slavic barbarian, this king will ask you" Zhao Yougong ordered repeatedly, with a fierce expression, and several commanders gradually settled down, and went to their own defense area to garrison. Ren Chong also took the order, ordered a thousand cavalry and quickly rushed out of the Chinese camp. Of course, Jeroma will not feel too good, he knows that he can only do this tonight, but he didn't expect the Oriental people to react so quickly that they couldn't create chaos in the Chinese army camp.

Ren Chong's cavalry moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it came out from the rear of the Yeroma army, and when the cavalry arrived, coupled with the increasingly stable defensive position organized by Yu Xiaochen and Yang Zaixing, it also heralded the end of this night raid. Jeroma didn't think about running away, his only thought was to have a cushion on his back before he died. Jeroma would not retreat from death, and his soldiers were equally bloody.

Yang Zaixing had already set his sights on Yeroma, and when he saw that the overall situation had been decided, he immediately hit his horse and galloped out, and his spear went straight to Yeroma. In the night, as fast as a meteor, Jeroma raised his sword, but still could not block the thunderous blow. (To be continued.) )