Chapter Fifty-Four: The Plan of Completion of the Face

Under the fortress of Fuyuan, there was a calm, whether it was above or below the city, they all fell into a strange quiet, Wanyan Bulu seemed to have no intention of attacking the city, but Chen Bing was plugged down, and Feng Jian, who stayed in the fortress, felt that he was like a year, and his heart was beating like a year, and he always felt that something big was going to happen. After Lu Dabing left, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and even moved to live in the city tower. Feng Jian is not a scholar who does not know military affairs, and in the years that he has followed Lu Dalin, he has also made suggestions for Lu Dalin many times, and even set foot on the battlefield with him.

But now he thinks it's too weird."When will the general return?" In the past day, he has asked this question countless times, the remaining Zhenwu Captain Sun Guoqing shook his head, the two looked through the twilight, looking at the bright lights in the Wanyan Bulu camp in the distance, Feng Jian suddenly asked: "Captain Sun, will Yan Bulu attack the city after you finish speaking?" "

Sun Guoqing said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, you are too worried, there are only more than 1,000 people in the camp now, how to attack the city?" His little bit of people is not enough to stuff us between our teeth."

Feng Jian sighed silently, if Lu Dabing didn't leave, then Fuyuan Fortress would be as stable as Mount Tai, but right now? What if Yan Bulu increases his troops?

"What if you increase your troops? Feng Jian asked the question in his heart, "Impossible! Sun Guoqing categorically vetoed, "Our sentry has always been outside, and if the other party increases its troops on a large scale, it is impossible for us not to know."

"No matter what, we must let the general come back as soon as possible." Feng Jian was always uneasy in his heart, and said to Sun Guoqing: "Send spies out, find the general's men, and ask the general to come back immediately."

In the camp of Wanyan Bulu, although it was late at night, Wanyan Bulu was still in excellent spirits, sitting in the tent, looking at Wanyan Jitai, and asked, "How is it, can you arrive on time at noon tomorrow?" "

Wanyan Jitai nodded and said: "Father, don't worry, we are stationed in Shanglin, I have transferred another three thousand, and at the same time, I have recruited several nearby tribes, carrying some simple siege equipment, and will arrive at the same time at noon tomorrow."

Wan Yan Bu Lu Xin smiled, "That's good, tomorrow morning, start clearing the other party's sentry and try to delay the time when the other party knows. As long as our men arrive, hum, Fuyuan, it will be in my pocket."

"Father is brilliant! Wanyan Jitai's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

This time, he had been planning for a long time, the purpose was to take the Fuyuan Fortress, one was to avenge his clan, and the other was to show his ability to Bayar, and to suppress the dissatisfaction of the White Department with his promotion to the king of the left school with his great military exploits.

He first demonstrated Fuyuan with 3,000 subordinates, intimidating the other party not to fight, and then divided the troops to loot, burn and kill all the robbers, in order to provoke the other party's main general, if the other party is Lu Dalin, then he will definitely not do this useless work, but Lu Dabing is different, these two brothers are both fierce generals in the Dingzhou army, and the barbarians have a deep study of both of them.

After luring Lu Dabing to fight, he firmly contained it, and whether he could destroy it or not was secondary, mainly to block his way back to Fuyuan, and finally, he secretly transferred troops and horses, and requisitioned nearby small tribes, striving to take down Fuyuan Fortress with a thunderous blow, clearing an obstacle for the autumn queen's expedition.

After he reported his plan to Bayar, Bayar only approved five words, "You are the king of the left school." This means obviously, you are the king of the left school, you have the right to do what is within your authority, but you also have to take responsibility in case of failure.

Wanyan Bulu did not hesitate, he decided to block it, he had nothing to lose, now it seems that everything is going well, he wants to take Fuyuan before Xiao Yuanshan in Dingzhou reacts, and hold on until the autumn.

Yixing, from the first time the two sides fought to the present, more than ten hours have passed, Lu Dabing from the initial excitement, to then the anxiety, until now the doubt, the brute soldiers did not want to attack his infantry formation, every time is a shallow taste, but do not leave, always keep with him within the range of the battle at any time, the battlefield initiative is completely in the hands of the other party, which makes him feel extremely angry, if only he also had a thousand cavalry army, then expelling this group of barbarians is just a gesture, but the reality is not if, After a day of contact fighting, his cavalry lost dozens of men, and now he could only carry out guerrilla attacks on the flanks under the protection of foot soldiers.

What exactly is the other party going to do? Soldier Lu fell into deep thought, watching the soldier who was already a little tired sitting on the ground, mechanically chewing dry food and drinking spring water. The brutes on the opposite side were no better, both sides were exhausted, but both had to be on high alert.

Why is this brute stalking like this? This is not in line with the barbarians' consistent combat style of coming and going, and through these few battles with the generals on the opposite side, it can be obvious that he is also a very knowledgeable figure, but why did he choose such a way of playing that is extremely unfavorable to the barbarians? What does he want to do? What is his purpose?

Lu Dabing stood up irritably, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to Fuyuan.

Fuyuan! A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Lu Dabing's body, and he was cold all over his body. The other party wants to plot against Fuyuan, the purpose of this partial division is to drag his main force here, Wanyan Bulu is definitely not more than 3,000 men and horses, he must have soldiers and horses in ambush, and take advantage of his distance from the fortress to seize the fortress.

There were only a thousand soldiers in the fortress, and the rest were civilians.

Lu Dabing waved his hand and slapped himself, and this crisp voice immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers, all of whom looked at their generals strangely, and said in their hearts, what kind of evil fire is this!

"The whole army is a whole team, go back to Fuyuan! Lu Dabing shouted hoarsely.

Nokia saw the movement of the opposing army, and thought that his plan to delay time had finally been seen through, and it would be a bitter battle next. Colonel Zuo, I hope your plan succeeds, otherwise my sons and daughters will die too worthless.

"Get on the horse! Nokia ordered loudly.

There was no temptation on both sides, and from the very beginning they entered a white-hot battle, and at the end of the day, the reality of both sides was clearly felt, and there was no more mystery to speak of. The horse's hooves flew over, the Bai warriors no longer went around the formation, but fiercely slammed their horses into the hedgehog-like gun array, the war horses neighed, and were strangled by the knights and rushed to death, the huge war horses hit the tip of the spear, and the knights on the horses flew high, and at the moment they landed on the tip of the spear, they threw the weapons in their hands, just hoping to hurt an enemy, and the lucky ones fell between the gaps, and they didn't have time to get up, so they fell to the ground and waved their weapons.

Nokia, who pierced into the phalanx like an awl, did not rush far, and was entangled by the infantry, and the cavalry that lost its speed immediately became fish out of the water, and the spears flew over, wave after wave, stabbing the knights off their horses, and at the same time, the soldiers of the Selective Battalion were also cut off their horses by the other side.

The screams of death, the wails of the wounded, the drums that rained down, and the crisp sound of weapons handing over all converged into this battlefield death symphony.

At the end of a wave of attacks, Nokia rotated his horse's head and counted the warriors gathered around him, just this round of impact, dozens of athletes remained in the opponent's phalanx forever, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.

On the opposite side, the two phalanxes at the front slowly retreated, until they retreated behind the three phalanxes in the back, and began to rearrange the formation and line up into a tight phalanx.

Nokia smiled bitterly and began to gather his troops, as long as the other party had the intention of retreating, he would launch the next attack, this non-stop situation.

As night fell, the two sides fought several fierce battles in a row, each side dropped dozens or hundreds of lives on the battlefield, and the Xuanfeng battalion retreated about ten miles in the direction of Fuyuan. Both sides had to stop and rest, gather strength and prepare for the next response.

Lu Dabing's eyes were blood-red, his eyes were already full of bloodshots, the three previous vicious battles were thrilling, and the last time he went into battle in person, he repelled the opponent's attack, and the opponent suffered heavy casualties, but he was not happy, the battle loss ratio of the two sides was always maintained at two to one, at this rate, the other party died, and he would cease to exist.

Looking at the night, Lu Dabing made a difficult decision.

He summoned his own cavalry captain. Looking at this bloodstained captain, there was a hint of apology in Lu Dabing's eyes.

"I'm sorry, brother! I need you, Xuanfeng Battalion needs you, and Fuyuan needs you! "