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Chapter 1480: A trick that doesn't work well

Gao Zhan’s task is to delay the attack of the Xueyantuo people, and to delay as long as possible. The task has been completed now, but the ending is different from the plan.

The large-scale attack of Xueyantuo people made him unable to retreat. If the Turks who were unwilling to resist were bound to collapse if they saw him evacuate, they would have no choice but to fight.

The consequences of the battle were like before my eyes. A squadron of "fangs" was crippled, and there was no way out except to survive.

They can't give up their comrades, and they can't do it either, so they choose to fight to the death and use their lives to defend the dignity of the "fangs".

After having the determination to die, Gao Zhan gathered all the soldiers who could still fight together and arranged them within a radius of five miles, intending to fight for the last bit of strength.

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The night gradually enveloped the grassland, and the nervous soldiers slowly relaxed. The Xueyantuo people would not track them at night, which means they had one night to repair.

On the battlefield a hundred miles away from them, the battle had already ended. The Turks began to disintegrate after Gao Zhan led their men to break through. Most of the 20,000 troops were killed, and the rest escaped without a trace, and Li Simo had disappeared early.

Yimang and the middle-aged scholar slowly approached the black royal flag surrounded by countless Xueyantuo cavalry.

However, as they approached step by step, they faintly discovered something was wrong. The black shadows were like puppets. No matter how close they approached, they didn't move, and no one came out of the tent under Wang's banner.

When everyone walked closer, they found that the figures were all straw men, just wearing Tang Jun's clothes and masks on their faces.

Looking at the countless grass men in front of him, Yimang felt an indescribable emotion fill his brain. Without thinking, he pulled out his sword from his waist and chopped a grass man over the ground: "Li Chengqian, I have nothing to do with you!"

The middle-aged scholar looked at the straw man lying on the ground, and an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart.

How unreliable is Li Chengqian to make jokes about his own king flag? Doesn’t he know the reason why the flag is there?

In ancient times, when marching and fighting, most of the morale of soldiers came from the flag of the commander. If the flag of the commander was lost, it would mean that the commander had been killed or captured, and his morale would be greatly affected.

Not only in ancient times, but also in modern times, many troops have their own battle flags. When the troops find that they are surrounded or cannot save the battle flags, they will often burn them to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy and affecting their morale.

This is also the reason why countless Japanese devils were wiped out after fourteen years of war of resistance, but their battle flags were never seized.

However, Li Chengqian is now going the other way, leaving his king flag here, not even a single person to protect the flag. Isn’t he afraid that the Xueyantuo people will use this king flag to write?

Because of such curiosity, the middle-aged scholar unconsciously looked up at the high-rise royal flag, and it was this look that made him see the problem.

Just a short distance, the large small seal script "Qin" on it came into view, but this word looks very uncomfortable and always makes you feel that something is wrong.

As a scholar, a middle-aged scholar naturally would not let go of this kind of wrong feeling. He looked more and more carefully, and after a closer look, he spewed out his old blood.

Because there is not a complete character "Qin" on it at all, but a stroke similar to "Ten" is missing in the middle of the character.

This means that this king flag looks like a king flag, but in fact it is just a Xibei product, fake.

At this time, Yimang also saw the seemingly slight "Qin" character on the king's flag, and soon discovered the hidden secret. He even had good eyesight and saw two other words in a corner of the flag - idiot!

Although Yimang didn't know what the "ichis" was, it was obviously not a good thing, which made him feel even more angry. Thinking that he was dragged here for more than half a month because of such a fake king flag, he couldn't swallow the anger in his heart no matter what. He waved the knife in his hand and shouted: "Burn it for Ben Shan, burn it!"

Yes, it must be burned, it is best to burn that bastard to death! The middle-aged scholar stood up straight with the help of his followers, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a silk scribbled, cursing viciously in his heart.

There is nothing wrong in the world, and mediocre people disturb it. This sentence proves the accuracy of the ancients to countless Xueyantuo people.

Yimang, who was stunned by anger, and the middle-aged scholar made up their minds to burn the fake royal flag. It was precisely because of this decision that they regretted countless times in the next three months.

The raging fire was burning abnormally, and the entire king flag and flagpole seemed to be coated with grease. The torch immediately started to burn as soon as it touched it.

Such an abnormal situation aroused the alert of the middle-aged scholar, but before his warning could be released, a shocking loud noise suddenly rang with the flagpole as the center, and the Xueyantuo man who had ignited in the past was blown into countless pieces in an instant.

A large amount of soil mixed with countless gravels splashed everywhere, a large amount of smoke and dust rose up instantly, and the sound waves mixed with a large amount of gunpowder explosion swept through everything around at a speed of 340 meters per second.

There was no time to think about what happened, nor to make defensive actions, and even at the moment of explosion, countless people had no idea in their minds.

This is a trap, a trap that Li Chengqian carefully prepared for his enemies. This is the prompt he got in the classic movie "Mine Warfare" in later generations. After the fake king flag is held back for a long time, the enemy will inevitably be extremely angry. Burning or cutting off the king flag will be their most direct idea.

Of course, if Yimang had enough cultivation and was ecstatic to see the word "Idiot" above, and asked someone to take it off and put it home and put it on the bedside and sleep every day, Li Chengqian had nothing to say, and the gunpowder would only be buried underground forever.

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When Yimang and the middle-aged scholar woke up, it was noon on the third day. The feeling of the joints of the whole body being almost broken made the two of them not even able to curse.

I wanted to ask about the current situation, but found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make any sound. The people around me just opened their mouths and didn't speak. After a long time, two guys covered with bandages and splints found that it was not that they could not speak, nor that others just opened their mouths and didn't speak, but that they were both deaf.
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