It is normal for each battalion to lose one or two percent of its strength every time it comes back from an attack, or even two or three percent of its strength in each wave. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And the defensive line on the opposite side is self-contained, and interconnected, and sometimes when it hits fiercely, they two or three low wall defenders rush out to support, and their spearmen charge collectively, and it is not uncommon for their own side to accidentally lose more than half of it. After many battalions returned to the camp in the evening, they were shocked by the casualties in the battalion.

The battle was fierce, the battalions suffered heavy losses, the battle situation was at a loss, there was no hope of victory, many battalions were angry, and the old battalions had to agree to supplement their battalions with some hungry soldiers who had recently performed well in addition to intensifying the suppression.

The same is true of the mountain patrol battalion, which has been replenished with a lot of men and horses after the previous two days of fighting, and the total strength has been expanded from 4,000 to 5,000. After today, I am afraid that at least another thousand troops will have to be replenished, but the more new people, the lower the combat effectiveness of this battalion will be.

"It's not a good thing to be too strong."

Lao Hu muttered in his heart, he knew that the new army on the opposite side was trained by the Jingbian army, although it was only a matter of goods from the east, but with the new army, it was enough to be proud of the fact that it could block 300,000 thieves in front of the ditch. It's just that the war is so stale, which is a kind of torment for his meticulous work, and every time he attacks, he always has a feeling of cannibalism.

Forget it, just bastard, Lao Hu doesn't know what the meaning of his existence is now, what is the value of being undercover, anyway, he has to get by.

He was about to arrange the next wave of men and horses to attack, when suddenly footsteps sounded, and a fierce man rushed down from the hill in a rage, followed by a few fierce old battalion soldiers. However, it was the general manager of the rear battalion who supervised the battle, and he turned to this side this afternoon to supervise the attack of the patrol battalion on No. 5.

Everyone looked at it, Lao Hu turned his eyes, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Tian Ye, what happened?" ”

Na Tianbe always waved his hand: "Don't come with Lao Tzu like this." He looked at Lao Hu. The tone changed to Sen Ran: "Hu Tiande, why did you return with a big defeat this time?" You have been afraid of war and avoided war, and you lost your troops and lost your generals, what crime should you be guilty of? ”

"I'll avoid your mother's hair!"

Lao Hu roared suddenly, his expression was hideous and terrifying. If you want to eat people: "Do you know who was the first to attack the low wall in these twenty miles of ditch?" It's me! Do you know who was summoned into the camp by the general and praised the three armies of Yongguan in person, it is me! Lao Tzu fought on the battlefield, fought bravely, did his best, and shrouded in horse leather...... You villain, hiding on the hill and not daring to shoot, but come to me, my **** mother! ”

Lao Hu scolded like a storm. The scolding made Tabe always stammer, and his face was blue and white for a while.

The two of them are also regarded as the beams of the grain knot at that time, although they were reunited afterwards, they both held a grudge against each other. After General Tabe was transferred to supervise the war, he also kept glaring at Lao Hu, which made Lao Hu extremely dissatisfied, and the war was boring, so he was unceremonious at this time.

"Dare to say that, the head office. Lao Tzu cut you! ”

Tabe has always been scolded like this, he can't hold his face. Annoyed and angry, he drew his saber.

Lao Hu reacted very quickly, and pulled out his waist knife fiercely: "If you want to cut Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will cut you first!" ”

The choking sound was endless, Kong San and the others beside Lao Hu pulled out their weapons one after another, and the soldiers on the table also raised their bird guns with a bang. Resolutely aimed at Mr. Tabe and others. The archers with bows and arrows quickly took out their bows and arrows from the bow pot and drew their arrows one after another.

Seeing that their knives were unsheathed and their arrows were wound, the old battalion soldiers around Mr. Tabe were so frightened that they quickly drew their blades and pointed at everyone vigilantly. As soon as the atmosphere dropped to freezing point. Even under the hot sun, it makes people dark and cold, without the slightest warmth.

As if they had discovered what was going on here, the sergeants of the patrol battalion on several platforms on the hill were in an uproar, and some officers even caught up one after another.

Mr. Tabe woke up to what had happened, and was surprised that the mountain patrol camp reacted so much, and at the same time, he was also frightened of his own weak strength, and even more resentful that Lao Hu and others dared to draw a knife against him. He was shocked and angry, and said in disbelief: "The surname is Hu, what are you doing, are you going to rebel?" ”

Kong San said coldly: "Mr. Tabe, the merits are black and white, Captain Bendu thinks that it is better to report to the general, and he will preside over justice!" ”

Mr. Tabe's face was pale, he sneered, and his eyes were sprayed with anger: "Good, good, very good." ”

There was a strong sense of resentment in his eyes, and the old battalion soldiers around him looked at each other, this matter was over, if it went to the general's side, everyone was afraid that they would not get any good results.

Today's incident shows that Mr. Tabe ignored it, and the bravery of the patrol camp is obvious to all, you can do it in private if you have personal grudges, but if it is big, it can't be put on the table.

If you don't do it, this matter will also detonate the contradiction between the outer camp and the old camp, these days the war is not going well, and the outer battalions have long been angry, especially dissatisfied with the old camp, just look at the anger in the eyes of these soldiers. If so, every man will sin greatly.

They hurriedly gave Mr. Tabe a look, hoping that he would find a step down, but Mr. Tabe just stared at Lao Hu, with an indescribable sense of shame in his heart. He's an old battalion, why should he bow to this thief? The food has already been low that time, do you want to bow your head again? No, he was not reconciled.

Lao Hu also looked at him coldly, and suddenly he laughed, put the knife into the sheath, and said with a cruel smile: "Tian Fukui, you said that I am afraid of war and avoid war?" Lao Tzu will personally go to supervise the battle, do you dare to follow? ”

Tian was stunned, Kong San also looked at Lao Hu, Lao Hu nodded at him, Kong San immediately understood what he meant, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Be careful yourself." ”

Then he looked at Bajo: "Bajo, protect Master Hu." ”

Hachijo nodded vigorously, and his cold gaze swept at Mr. Tabe.

To be honest, he didn't want to face those new troops, but looking at Lao Hu's playful gaze, he felt that his chest was suffocating. He stared at Lao Hu, as if he wanted to eat him alive, and finally he gritted his teeth and hissed: "Okay, it depends on what you have the ability of the person surnamed Hu." ”

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The team of men and horses rushed along the mountain road to the valley, and the scorching sun was scorching on the loess, which made people bored and unbearable, and the clothes and armor on their bodies were soaked for a while. In this hellish weather, white smoke is emitted everywhere in the sun, and people are going to be roasted.

In such weather, it is easy to faint from heat stroke, excessive dehydration, or get some kind of epidemic, and the defenders bought a large number of summer pills and anti-heat pills for the Jingbian Army, but it is okay to break into the camp and die under the unbearable heat every day.

Under the scorching sun, everyone felt dizzy and seemed to faint at any moment, but no one dared to speak, and they rushed down the mountain road, and their footsteps were thundering, stirring up a large puff of dust.

There were more than 600 soldiers in this wave of patrolling battalions, including more than 1,100 hungry people, and there were also 100 elite horsemen led by Lao Hu.

The patrol battalion is not an idle person, and there are 1,000 horsemen in it, but it is more appropriate to call it a horse team, and it is more appropriate to call it a mule infantry. Only 300 horsemen have war horses, which is the core of the mountain patrol camp, and it is also the personal soldiers and horses of Lao Hu and others, with 100 archers and 200 soldiers.

This wave of men and horses also has 50 old battalion soldiers led by Tian Bu, and the general of the department in the camp is quite the general of the Ming army, generally two or three hundred men and horses. There are five teams of cavalry under the command of Tabe, each team of 50 people, there are 250 horsemen, each with two horses, and they are all war horses, and the strength is indeed incomparable with other camps.

However, he only brought out fifty people this time, not because they didn't want to bring more, but because they couldn't squeeze in the slope when they brought too many people.

They also did not have horses, and each of them had to go to the opposite hill to supervise the battle, and this kind of terrain could not be ridden.

The team walked down in silence, the atmosphere was depressing, in front of them were sword and shield hands and cold weapon hands, in the middle were hungry people, in the rear were archers and firearms men, and there were old Hu Ling's horse team guards and guards, and Tabe led the old battalion soldiers to walk at the end.

He saw the smoke rising from the ditch, and it was obvious that the defensive line elsewhere was fighting fiercely, and from time to time he heard the whistling of artillery, and from this side, he could also see the defenders of the opposite slope waiting for them. Thinking of the brutal war he was about to face, Tabe couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart, and an unspeakable fear welled up in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

He looked ahead again, and the figure he hated was walking easily, looking as if nothing had happened, while talking to the generals around him, seeing that he was resentful and hateful at the same time.

Soon the team reached the bottom of the ditch, the front team became hesitant and crowded, and there was the sound of someone vomiting and crying, and the old battalion soldiers roared and urged, but the road became narrower to this side, and there was no other way to go, unless the people in front were finished, Tabe and the others had to be in a hurry behind.

Soon Tabe always knew why the person in front of him hesitated, and there was a blood ditch in front of him, I don't know if it was the ditch water or the blood surging, and it spread to the person's waist. Some of the corpses were soaked in it, the tools were soaked in blood, and the loess and weeds on both sides of the ditch were dark black, apparently stained with blood.

The strong smell of blood came from the ditch, which made people feel sick to their stomachs, especially after going uphill, a strong stench of dead corpses came to their faces, making people unable to open their eyes. Broken knives and spears and broken shields were everywhere, and corpses in various poses littered the sloped path.

They were exposed to the sun like this, all over the place, with eyes like dead fish, and the smell of vomiting on their bodies. Some of the remaining instruments were burning in the flames, and this scene was like entering the Shura purgatory.

There were too many dead, and the density of attacks on the camp was too high, and each time the defenders only had time to help back their own comrades, who might have been wounded and killed, and then cleaned up roughly. Specifically, the corpses of the battlefield were collected by the people, who were often busy with torches until midnight, when the evening was completely over.

Each wave of thieves always killed hundreds of people in front of the low wall defense line, especially the hungry people in the middle of the country almost half died, and then at the end of the day, or even several waves, it was this cruel picture in front of them. The blood that flowed from the corpses stained the dirt on the slope red.

Some of the hungry people wept, as if they foresaw their fate, and hesitated to enter, relying on the whipping of the foot soldiers around them. Many of the foot soldiers were as silent, they were no better than the hungry, and they were just as capable of bearing them to the limit. (To be continued.) )