The captain got the message, gave a military salute to Mr. Zhan and went to his own team.
"Barracks, forward, goal! Those rebels who flee and dare to retreat are all killed! "
It turns out that the role of Qinbing team is not to kill the enemy, but to supervise the war! The purpose is to prevent the gang from withdrawing from the line of fire.
The fleeing bandits ran head-on into the QinBing team that came to bid before they ran to the back room. The fighting capacity of these people was higher than that of Chang Lin Jun just now, so several bandits who were going to resist were cut into paste on the spot. It is worth mentioning that Zhao Haishou is also in this pro-barracks, which is a promotion of Mr. Zhan. In the mind of killing bandits, Zhao Haishou is particularly hard, and Mr. Zhan in the back is nodding.
I didn’t expect my own people to shoot harder, so the bandits who fled for their lives didn’t dare to run back. Finally, someone gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fight with them! Hit Changlin Town, kill and set fire to women! "
Retreat is a death, and there may still be a chance to survive. The renewed impact of the bandits has brought many casualties to Changlin Army. Some bandits directly killed their eyes and jumped into the trenches. Even if they were hacked to death alive, they could take a soldier from Changlin Town to the grave.
"Shit, a bunch of lunatics even killed their own people!" The captain of a Changlin town spat and said mercilessly that there was a bloody body under his feet.
Not surprisingly, this attack by the bandits was repulsed again. The gangster who shouted murder and arson died even more miserably.
The escape of the bandits was once again intercepted by the pro-barracks. The team of almost 1,000 people died now, and only about 500 people died.
But this time, the bandits found one thing, please. As long as they don’t exceed the location of the pro-barracks, those pro-barracks won’t attack, so most of them are smart. After running for a certain distance, they stopped a few feet away from the pro-barracks and took a rest. The only uncomfortable thing is Zhao Haishou, feeling sorry that they can’t kill more bandits.
The pro-barracks didn’t give them much rest time. After a while, under the command of the captain, they pulled out their weapons and moved forward.
The bandits had no choice but to continue fighting with Chang Lin-jun desperately, and the death of the province was in the hands of the more ferocious overseers.
Mu Qingfeng, who is watching in the distance, is puzzled. Is Mr. Zhan going to kill the soldiers in Changlin Town? You know, this tactic can still be used today, and the next day it is estimated that there will be no bandits doing this early bird. If Mr. Zhan forcibly assigns it, it is not impossible to mutiny on the spot.
"Mr. Zhan’s strategy is not so good either. Is that it, so that our soldiers dare not leave their positions? What’s the difference between this and dying in vain?" ZhuoNongYue aside again whispered.
"Crescent Moon, what did you say?" Zhuo Nongyue’s words made Mu Qingfeng feel very uneasy.
"I said that it takes so much effort to hold us back. Is it too expensive?"
Mu Qingfeng’s face changed greatly and asked Li Daoling, "Master, when you went to the enemy camp that night, did you find out how many people were in this pro-barracks?"
After a moment’s reflection, Li Daoling said, "About 300 people. What’s the matter?"
Muqingfeng looked up and found that the pro-barracks in front were only about two hundred people, divided into two teams. Muqingfeng’s voice trembled at the thought of a possibility.
"Who can tell me, is there a river around?" MuQingFeng trembling asked the soldiers around.
"Little generals who report back, there is a Weihe River not far from here, and our drinking water in Changlin Town generally depends on it."
Mu Qingfeng couldn’t stand any longer and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Withdraw! Let the team in front quickly withdraw! "
A rapid golden sound sounded from Changlin Town.
At this time, a smile appeared on Mr. Zhan’s face, because he heard the sound of water rolling upstream.
Looking at the panicked Changlinjun and the bandit team, Mr. Zhan said positively to the surprised kite: "This battle will win!"
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mutiny
At this time, Mu Qingfeng knew why Mr. Zhan’s pro-barracks were in the rear. Just like most people, he thought they were just bidding war. In fact, they didn’t move on because they got Mr. Zhan’s orders in advance, and the province was flooded by the Weihe River.
Where would the soldiers in Changlin Town have thought that the opposite person would have such a diabolical plan? In addition, the struggle against the bandits just now consumed a lot of physical strength, and the people inside the trench finally suffered a catastrophe. In an instant, the team of three or four hundred people was reduced by half, and I don’t know where it was washed by the river. Fortunately, this is the south, or it is estimated that nine times out of ten it is gone. Of course, the bandits who just fought the trapped animals also suffered the same fate.
Mr. Zhan looked at the war below with satisfaction, and after a while said to a soldier around him, "Pass my order to let my pro-barracks come back, sound the golden bell and stop fighting, and fight another day."
Soldiers were ordered to go to the front. At this time, * * Kite asked inexplicably: "Mr. Zhan, now is not the time to pursue the victory and beat up Reservoir Dogs. Why did you put the rest of the people in Changlin Town? Isn’t this adding trouble to the war behind us?"
Mr. Zhan smiled: "Saint’s adult, you just saw how much fighting power those rebels broke out when there was no turning back. If we pushed too hard, we might suffer heavy losses. In addition, after being washed by water, the road is a little muddy and our marching speed is not fast. Why waste energy? "
"So we spend so much effort to wash away so many hundreds of people with water?"
"Saint adults don’t look down upon the role of this battle, regardless of the morale of Chang Lin Jun suffered a devastating blow, which is one of them; In addition, the people who arranged these trenches must have never thought that their hard work would be destroyed, which is the second; As for the third place, don’t forget that we still have cavalry. The obstacles on the ground are clear. I don’t know what strength Changlin Town has to fight with us in the field. "
Hearing Mr. Zhan’s analysis, * * kite suddenly realized. For such a talented person to join the rebel team of refugees, * * kite is becoming more and more unclear about him.
As Mr. Zhan expected, although there were not many casualties in Changlin Town, the morale suffered a fatal blow. Those soldiers who were lucky enough not to drown retreated into Changlin Town in a hurry. Many people sat down on the ground directly after entering the city gate, and even some people sobbed quietly, glad that they had escaped from this disaster.
Mr. Zhan’s plan has another unexpected effect, which is a blow to Mu Qingfeng. Since Muqingfeng started the war at Yimiguan, every time his idea was not to turn the tide, at least it always played a role in reversing Gankun. From the flying people to the bottom of the pot, and then to the wolf-taking conference in the grassland, all of them are shining brightly. Where did I think that a flood made Mu Qingfeng begin to deny himself?
Mu Qingfeng’s face was pale, just like a ghoul who had just come out of the cemetery, and his hands began to tremble unconsciously. The high-spirited boy was no longer there. ZhuoNongYueXin big nasty, hurriedly grabbed his hand, this time she realized that MuQingFeng hand is cold, cold, as if it had been ice blisters. Zhuonongyue Siming grabbed his hand and wanted to give him some warmth, only to find that Muqingfeng’s eyes had no spirits at all, and the whole person seemed to be transferred.
"The elder brother of the peak, peak elder brother. You don’t do this, you’d talk. "Zhuolong Moon is concerned about chaos, and now he only has Muqingfeng in his eyes.
As a master of Mu Qingfeng, Li Daoling didn’t know that his apprentice was hit hard. In other words, Changlin Town wouldn’t have been hit hard by this if Mu Qingfeng didn’t want to fight the bandits outside. Before it’s too late, Li Daoling slapped Mu Qingfeng, who had lost his mind, and the unguarded Mu Qingfeng fell into Zhuo Nongyue’s arms.
"Long, this is you? ！” ZhuoNongYue hurriedly help MuQingFeng to fall, puzzled asked.
"Chess Fairy, I know that you have a deep affection for my apprentice, but now he looks like this, and his mind is ruined by a little carelessness, so please take care of him."
Zhuonongyue didn’t doubt him, and hurriedly helped Muqingfeng back to the inn to have a rest. Naturally, she didn’t notice Li Daoling’s heavy face.
Chess fairies, like Star Saints, are almost unbeatable in martial arts, but in terms of the way of the world, they are not a little worse than the experienced Li Daoling and Mr. Zhan. Li Daoling took care of Mu Qingfeng’s health, and more importantly, he had to deal with the anger of the soldiers who followed. You know, this situation was caused by Mu Qingfeng’s decision-making mistakes.
"damn it! Lao tze swallow not to descend this tone, Lao tze’s brother can’t die in vain! Obviously, the walls of Changlin town are not kept, so we have to confront the bandits in the wild, otherwise we can give them a chance to flood the Seventh Army. Lao Tzu wants justice from that stupid little general! " A general who was soaked to the skin shook off the ice water and stood up.
"I’ll go with you! Brother Li Xiang died, and Zhao Haishou and his team, the best fighter, disappeared again. Are you going to use me as cannon fodder? What’s the difference between this bandit’s army command? " Another captain also began to echo.
The worst thing about this kind of rumor is that it gets worse and worse, and it will be constantly exaggerated. In the end, those defeated soldiers actually agreed that the responsibility for this battle mistake was all on Muqingfeng. Under the anger, everyone rushed to Muqingfeng’s place and wanted to get justice for themselves.
When these irrational people broke down the door of Mu Qingfeng’s place, they found that the whole hall was empty and only an old Taoist priest was drinking tea in the middle. Of course, this person is none other than Li Daoling, who is going to clean up the mess.
"Come on, take a walk and take me, an old Taoist, to the place where the soldiers were killed. I have sacrificed so many people, so I have to cross over." After that, Li Daoling intends to pick up the instruments and paper prepared on the table.
A captain was furious and rushed over directly. Grabbing Li Daoling’s cassock, he growled loudly: "I want to cross over my fart. Where’s your apprentice?" Get out of here, I want justice for my dead brother! "
In terms of Li Daoling’s kung fu, such a man can take off his head in a moment, but he didn’t do so, just letting others grab his collar.
"say it! Where is your apprentice? Isn’t it a clever plan, that’s why so many brothers died? Shouldn’t he come out and give us an account! " The captain was furious and directly handfuls of Li Daoling people fell to the ground.
Without arguing about anything, Li Daoling leaned over and picked up the dust on the ground. "I am his master, and it is the same for me to find anything." Li Daoling deadpan replied.
"Fuck you, don’t you think you can’t do it when you are old? Today, if you don’t leave an arm, don’t leave, and bury it with my brothers."
The furious captain pulled out the broadsword directly, and the water droplets that had not dried out flowed to the ground along the tip of the knife.
"That is, if you don’t give us an explanation, you will stay here. Aren’t you going to take the blame for your apprentice? Let’s eat our captain a few times first." The soldiers around are full of anger, so it’s not unusual to do something irrational.
I saw Li Daoling unhurriedly sitting on a stool, slowly rolling up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing his thin but lean arm.
"Please cut off my left hand. My right hand has to be used to write a eulogy for the fallen soldiers. It is still useful for the time being." Li Daoling is not joking at all.
It’s the turn of these soldiers to be dumbfounded. Is this old man serious? You really want to lose an arm for your apprentice?
Finally, the captain who just started couldn’t help it. He raised a steel knife and chopped it hard at Li Daoling’s left hand, shouting, "Shit, scare Lao Tzu, I won’t believe it!" "