Chapter 62: A great victory

The five thousand Liao army besieged the city again, which was twelve times that of the Guixin Army. The difference in military strength was too great, and it was difficult to defend the city. Unexpectedly, the result was a great victory and a complete victory. Even Yelu Bodhisattva became a ghost under the sword. How rare is this.

Not to mention, the Liao army has a large number of war horses, and even if they cannot be defeated, they can still escape. Once the Liao army flees, the Congxin Army has severely lacks war horses, and the two legs can't catch up with four legs, at most it will be a defeat war.

The Song and Liao War lasted for hundreds of years, and the Song Dynasty suffered a lot because of the lack of elite cavalry. This kind of suffering was mainly in two aspects. One was that there was no cavalry and could not launch a timely counterattack against the Liao army. Therefore, even if the Liao army failed in one attack, it could still distance itself, calmly reorganize the team, and launch another attack. In this way, the Liao army's attacks were endless, and the Song army could only be passive and beaten, and could only defend. This was an important reason why the Song Dynasty was at a disadvantage after the Song and Liao War lasted for hundreds of years.

The second disadvantage is of course that it cannot pursue. Because of the lack of war horses, the Liao army cannot defeat them and can still escape. The two-legged Song army cannot catch up with the four-legged Liao army, and the result is that the Liao army can be repaired and then turned around to fight.

After Yelu Bodhisattva besieged the city again, Guixin City faced such an ending, either unable to counterattack the Liao army or could only defeat it. If it was defeated, the consequences would not change. With Yelu Ming's idea of ​​being sure to win against Wu Ji, five thousand people could not conquer him, and he would send more people to become a protracted battle to defend the city.

How could I have thought that with Wu Ji's clever planning, the result was so perfect.

Only the word perfect can express this miracle!

On the battlefield, if you want to wipe out the enemy completely, it is not that it has never happened, but that there are too few and too few, and a hundred battles may not be possible.

As Yelu Bodhisattva's head fell to the ground, the battle to defend the city came to a perfect end.

"Long live the Song Dynasty!"

A shocking roar sounded, and the Return Army, Ding Zhuang, the heroes of Qiyun Club, the people waved their arms and exuded their joy to the fullest.

"Commander Wu! Command Wu!" The military and civilians shouted at the same time, as if a wave was coming, surrounding Wu Ji, and without saying a word, he threw him into the sky.

His faces, which were almost crazy, were striking cheers, and looked at Wu Ji as if he had seen his ancestors.

For the converted people, Wu Ji is their ancestor. Wu Ji destroyed the thieves, reversed the crisis, and saved the conversion from disaster. This time, the Liao army invaded the territory, and Wu Ji commanded the military and civilians to defeat the Liao army twice. This was a huge victory. How many times did the Song Dynasty achieve the same victory in the Hundred Years of the Song and Liao War?

Not only Wu Ji threw it in the sky, but also Zheng Tai, Huangfu Song, Qi Dabao and others also threw it in the sky.

The joy of the people was too difficult to vent, and even Li Mingchu, Shang Yuan and others were thrown away.

Li Mingchu was thrown in the sky and enjoyed this kind of treatment. He used to be a soldier, and he did a lot of stealing things when he was converted. For him, he was a hero, and was far away from 100,800 miles away. Unexpectedly, he threw the happy people today as a person, waved his arms and shouted: "I am a hero! I am a hero! I have become a hero!"

"Good man! Good man! Grandpa Li is a good man!"

The people were circling around him frantically, yelling loudly, and their mouths were like treble speakers, making high decibel sounds.

"We won!"

Wu Ji clenched his fists with both hands and couldn't help but wave them, and the joy was hard to say. It was really rare to win this battle. When Yelu Bodhisattva once again besieged the city, Wu Ji also felt that the situation was serious and the pressure was extremely high. At that time, it would be great if he wanted to defend the city, so he dared not expect to wipe out the Liao army.

He didn't expect it, but the ending was so perfect, far beyond his thoughts. At this moment, his suppressed mood relaxed, and his joy burst out like a flood that broke through the dam.

"Victory! Victory!"

The crazy roar sounded, shaking the ground trembled and could not stop for a long time.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the people’s joy has eased and stopped.

Wu Ji stood on the ground and looked at him. He saw horses everywhere and spoils everywhere. The people were only concerned about punishing the Liao army and only concerned about joy, but did not collect the spoils.

"Commander Wu, the old rules, you take your brothers to rest, I take the people to clean up the spoils." Zheng Tai was covered in red, which was blood, and he walked over excitedly: "Brothers are so tired, it's time to take a break."

As the main force of the Converted Army, they were the hardest and most tiring ones, and it was really time to take a break. However, Wu Ji looked at Zheng Tai's rabbit eyes for a while and said with a smile: "Master Zheng, you are not much better. The people are tired, so it's better to take a break and clean up again. Anyway, no one will rob you when the Liao Dog is finished."

"hehe!"

Zheng Tai smiled and looked happy, and waved his hand: "Commander Wu, I am my parents' official, and I am not as good as your commander. After you fight, you will be done, and I have to go to the aftermath. Think about it, when will I not clean up the spoils at this time? If you win so much, you will have the strength to put your flesh in your mouth. If you don't eat it, you will be sent to the heavens. Besides, although this battle was won, our losses are also small. Look at the city, half of it was destroyed, and many people are homeless, have no place to stay, and have no food. Otherwise, how can they survive? This is a cold and cold day in the snow."

Although this battle was won, the cost of conversion was not small. The city alone was destroyed half of it, which was to build an ice wall. If there was no such ice wall, it would be impossible to stop the Liao army and the Liao army would be concentrated. The maximum power of the thunder bomb could not be exerted. It was only a matter of time before the conversion city was destroyed.

In order to build this ice wall, the people demolished the houses and pushed them down, and many people were homeless. In this cold weather, letting them have a house to live in, eat and drink hot water is the top priority.

"Then it's going to be my duty." Wu Ji looked at Mr. Zheng with some pity. Mr. Zheng was also very tired, but he was his parents' official and could not let go, so he had to hold on.

"Brothers, go back and rest." Wu Ji sent an order and the Returning Army began to drive towards the city.

The Converted Army was the greatest hero of this battle. Wherever they went, the people cheered and greeted each other. The Converted Army strided with their heads raised, proudly entered the city, and entered the barracks.

As soon as he returned to the barracks, he began to treat the wounds and clean the wounds. Wu Ji, with the help of Yang Xiuxiu, asked, "Have the casualties come out?"

"Wu Lang, you have to wait a moment and it is being cleaned up." Yang Xiuxiu raised her eyebrows, both happy and worried: "Wu Lang, don't rush forward in the future, that's so dangerous."

She witnessed it with her own eyes that was the first to jump off the ice wall, and was very scared.

Looking at Yang Xiuxiu, who was extremely worried, Wu Ji said a lot, but he didn't say a word, as if something stuck his throat. He held Yang Xiuxiu's little hand tightly and nodded gently: "I won't have anything to do."

After wrapping the wound, Wu Ji walked out of the house in good clothes and went to patrol. The soldiers were cleaning the wound while cursing, saying that they didn't feel the pain when they were happy. When they relaxed, they would hurt. If they had known this, they would have asked Yelu Hongjido to send some Liao troops to kill them, and they would not forget the pain.

It was already a blessing to be able to kill 5,000 Liao troops. If there were more, Wu Ji would not be sure at all. He could hear it and he could not help laughing.

"Commander Wu, the casualties have come out." Huangfu Song and Qi Dabao came quickly, with a serious look on their faces, with endless grief: "The brothers died 82, seriously injured forty-one, and all the rest were injured. Even Commander Wu, you were injured in many places."

"Last time Liaogou attacked the city, we reduced the number of employees by hundreds, and this time we reduced the number of employees by more than one hundred, and only more than two hundred people can fight." Wu Ji's brow frowned, forming the character "Shichuan", with a layer of mist in his eyes: "There are only two battles, so many casualties. This is half the number of employees."

The reduction of 30% of the staff is already very serious. The reduction of 50% of the staff is very scary. Wu Ji took a breath, calmed down his mind, and asked: "What is the casualties of Qiyun Club, the heroes?"

"Commander Meng Wu asked, it was better than the Converted Army. We were 126 people, and now there were only 84 people who could fight. The rest were either dead or seriously injured." Qi Dabao's voice was extremely sad.

After a long silence, Wu Ji sighed: "It's just a little better than us."

"Commander Wu, don't be sad, brothers die as they are." Qi Dabao comforted him: "We are facing 5,000 elite Liaodogs, it would be great if we can defend the Guixin City. Not to mention, we still won a huge victory. We used the price of reducing 16,700 Liaodogs to win the victory of destroying all the 5,000 Liaodogs. One thirty Liaodogs is worth it!"

In the process of replacing the death comparison, this battle, the Converted Army created a miracle, not only a miracle of the Song Dynasty, but also not too many in Chinese history.

"Yes, it's really worth it!" Huangfu Song hurriedly comforted: "In the hundreds of years of war, Liao dogs suppressed us to fight. When did they live so proudly? Living is important, but if there is something more important than living, you can do this life! Let Liao dog die and let Liao dog die more, what is this life?"

This is the voice of the people of the Song Dynasty. Unfortunately, the Song Dynasty was incompetent and could not transform this mood into the power of mountains and seas.

"hehe!"

Zheng Tai walked quickly, and before the people arrived, laughter arrived first: "Commander Wu, a great victory! A great victory! Do you know how many things we seized this time? Not to mention anything else, it is a war horse, this number."

He raised three fingers and the voice suddenly turned high: "More than three thousand war horses! The horses in the north, the tall and majestic horses are far from comparable to those of the Song Dynasty. More than three thousand war horses were seized at one time, and they have never appeared in the history of the Song Dynasty!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the more he was a little sharp and harsh.

"Okay! Commander Wu, don't you say you have always wanted to form a cavalry? Now, we can train cavalry!" Huangfu Song shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!