Chapter 17: The troops left Liaodong (4)

Because the plan was proposed by Ye Wang, he looked anxious and said, "Just judging from the current situation, the Jurchens must have left the camp at some time last night. The whereabouts are still unknown.

I discussed with General Qu. The best way at present is to bring Zuoying back, then slowly return to Fushun Pass and make plans."

Before he finished speaking, the horn sound of "Woo... Woo..." came from a distance, echoing in the quiet and empty valley. Immediately afterwards, with the sound of the wind, the calmness was finally broken, and what was coming finally came.

Zhu Zhi looked up and identified it. The sound came from the upper reaches of the river, not far away. The three of them changed their faces and each exchanged their eyes. Qu Neng said anxiously: "No, I'm afraid Zhang Lun will be in trouble."

Ye Wang said: "You can only be tough right now, Your Highness..."

Zhu Zhi said: "General Ye will give the order."

Ye Wang ordered in a short tone: "Ni Lei obeys the order."

"The last general is here!" replied Ni Lei, the commander of Dingliao Central Guard.

"Speedly, the three battalions in your army attacked and advanced towards Jiefanzhai. You can only be limited to one hour to help Zhang Lun retreat."

Qu Neng said: "General, Zhang Lun is the subordinate of the last general, and the rescue matter will be borne by the last general."

"This..." Ye Wang looked at Zhu Zhi. After all, Yulinwei was a personal soldier brought by Zhu Zhi from Yingtian Mansion, so he didn't dare to command it at will.

Zhu Zhi said: "General Ye just orders, don't ask his mother-in-law and mother."

Ye Wang said: "General Qu, your troops are insufficient, so you should follow the Dingliao Central Guard and follow up to support them in sequence."

Qu Neng replied helplessly: "The last general will get the order."

Ye Wang said: "Your Highness, the Yulin Guard Central Camp will leave you and the rear camps of each guard, and quickly retreat to Fushun Pass." Zhu Zhi knew that the military situation was urgent, and if he was still on the front line, it would definitely make the generals hinder their efforts, so he had to nod and agree.

The troops formed a team and set off slowly in the sound of killing. Zhu Zhi watched the cavalry advance neatly. In an emergency, the rigorous training showed results.

Zhu Zhi sighed, hoping that good training could save Yulin Youzuoying's life. It seems that as long as you don't suffer a big defeat on the first expedition, it is a blessing. Sarhu, Sarhu. Can't he jump out of the fate of history even at the peak of the Ming Dynasty?

The two guards disappeared in the primeval forest on the shore. After covering the brigade, the Yulin Guard Central Camp, which had set out, retreated from the surrounding protective positions. The rear camps of the two guards sorted out mules and horses to retreat slowly.

Zhuang De led the elite cavalry to the head, the baggage camp was in the middle, and the personal guards and the guards were guarding Zhu Zhi in the middle, and the team returned along the same route. At this time, Zhu Zhi felt a deep sense of frustration, as if he was a deserter.

Seeing his comrades come forward to fight, he fled in panic.

Looking at his decadent expression, Xiao Chenzi understood it and enlightened: "Your Highness, don't be depressed. Winning and defeat are common in military affairs. Let's withdraw first, and it will not be too late to deal with them when the Jurchens are clear about the situation of the Jurchens."

Zhu Zhiqiang said happily: "Good boy, I've actually taught me a lesson. Don't worry. This prince is not so easy to be depressed. I'm afraid that the Jurchens will hide. If they come, I'll see if the sword in my hand doesn't kill him."

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The voice came from the mountain on the right, shockingly clear. A scout rushed out of the forest and shouted while running.

"Chir..." A whistle whistle flew out of the forest, "Pu" in the middle of the scout's heart. The scout still shouted "Enemy attack..." at the moment when he fell off his horse.

Before he finished speaking, "Woo... Woo..." The familiar horn sound came from the forest, "%. ￥￥@#^..." There were shouts everywhere, mixed with the shrill horn, as if thousands of troops were fighting out of the mountain.

Accompanied by these killing sounds were feathered arrows all over the sky, covering the Ming army walking forward like locusts.

Xiao Chenzi shouted, "Protect the car!" He flew on Zhu Zhi, and the two of them rolled off their horses, "Puff..." Several feather arrows fell like raindrops and inserted into the soil, "buzzing" and shaking. He was in a hurry!

Dozens of guards raised their shields and surrounded Zhu Zhi. Fight against the dense rain of arrows. From time to time, someone fell to the ground by arrows, and one fell down. Another topped the head. Because of the rain of arrows, the Ming army in front could not move closer to Zhu Zhi.

The sound of horns came from the mountain again, and the rain of arrows stopped immediately.

Xiao Chenzi took this opportunity to support Zhu Zhi on the horse and ordered: "The guard camp protected His Highness to meet with General Zhuang." The guards got on the horse one after another, holding shields to cover Zhu Zhi and moving forward.

There were shouts everywhere on the mountain, and countless Jurchen cavalry wearing animal skins and even shirtless were fighting out of the forest like a devil and rushed down the mountain. Xiao Chenzi gritted his teeth and ordered loudly: "Guard Gao led a hundred people to meet him."

"A guard beside him responded and rushed up the mountain with a bunch of people. The more than a hundred people were quickly submerged by the Jurchens like water droplets thrown into the sea.

The Ming army, which was at a disadvantage in numbers, had already woken up from the panic of the enemy's attack. With the results of their usual training, they quickly lined up in two rows and met.

The Jurchens roared and collided on the Ming army's front line, like a tide hitting the embankment, and the two sides fought together on the hillside. The guard camp and the Yulin guard were about to meet with the Jingqi camp, but a group of Jurchens had rushed to the middle and separated the two sides.

A distance of one hundred steps is now just a short distance.

Xiao Chenzi led dozens of guards to protect Zhu Zhi and clashed among the Jurchens. He held a long sword in his hand and flew up and down, and several Jurchens who rushed up were killed by him.

But the more these Jurchens were killed, the more they were, and Zhu Zhi and the others couldn't rush through.

In the critical moment, more than a hundred Ming troops came around the shallows by the river. The general leader was Su Jie, the general flag. He waved his long sword, shouted "Defend the King of Liao", and led his troops to join the battle group.

When hundreds of people around Zhu Zhi saw the support of the new force, their morale was suddenly boosted. After a counterattack, they actually suppressed the Jurchens.

Zhu Zhi took the time to look around and saw that the Jurchens had strange weapons, including maces, axes, and swords.

But the number of people is superior, and everyone is as if they are desperate. Although the Ming army has few people, they are good at using formations to cooperate. Often a group of cavalry split up several Jurchens and eliminated them. The two sides were stalemate on the mountain for a while and refused to give in to each other.

Seeing that the Jurchens were killing more and more, Xiao Chenzi anxiously said to Zhu Zhi: "Your Highness, it really doesn't work. You can ride a horse and cross the river."

Zhu Zhi turned the railway firmly: "No, now the soldiers are fighting with a sense of morale. As long as I cross the river, our army's morale may collapse. At this moment, only living and dying with the brothers, moving forward will lead to life, and moving backward will lead to death.

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Xiao Chenzi felt despair. If the King of Liao had any faults, his family would bury the whole family according to the rules, but Zhu Zhi made a point. Since this is the case, he would rather fight. He shouted: "Walking forward means living, and moving backward means living! Brothers follow me!"

The slogan "When you move forward, you live, and when you move backward, you die." began with Zhu Zhi and spread out layer by layer, so that the Ming army on the entire front were shouting and dying toward the Jurchens without hesitation.

A cavalry was hit on the shoulder by the Jurchens. He ate and hurt, he rushed over and pulled the opponent off his horse, and punched him in the face. The Jurchens drew their swords to chop them, and the cavalry bit his ears again. One of them was chopped down, and the big coach's flag slowly fell down. Another cavalry threw off his horse and carried the flag. A Jurchens behind him stabbed him in the back. The cavalry slowly knelt on the ground and supported the coach's flag with his body to die without falling.

Su Jie slashed the Jurchens in front of him and snatched the banner with one hand and said to Zhu Zhi: "Your Highness, go quickly, I'll lead the Jurchens away."

Just as Zhu Zhi was about to say something, Su Jie still had that cute smile: "Don't worry, your highness, the youngest will definitely come back, don't forget to be promoted to my local official." Without looking back, he led more than 50 cavalrymen under him to rush towards Zhu Zhi in the opposite direction.

On the hillside, a group of Jurchens surrounded a tall man. His eagle-like eyes watched the Jurchens team retreat. A team of Ming troops surrounded by the handsome flag and rushed left and right in the Jurchens team, as if they were entering a no-man.

He pointed at the direction of the coach flag and said something to his subordinates. Then the sound of horns on the mountain blew up again, and another Jurchen cavalry in the forest came out, looking for the coach flag to kill.

Su Jie guarded the front line of the Jurchens with the flag and led his army to rush up the mountain, and took the Jurchen leader who was commanding on the mountain. More and more Jurchens surrounded him, and the Ming army team was finally intercepted at fifty steps away from the Jurchen leader.

The banner rushed back and forth among the Jurchens layer by layer, shaking several times, but always stood tenaciously at the moment when it was about to fall.

Su Jie's attack attracted the Jurchens' soldiers like a sponge. The Jurchens who were separated by Zhu Zhi and the front army were defeated. Zhu Zhi finally joined the front army surrounded by the guards.

Zhu Zhi held tears and ordered Xiao Chenzi loudly: "Run over and pick up Su Jie, and even if he dies, he will rob the handsome flag."

Xiao Chenzi's eyes were red and his armor was covered in scars. When he heard Zhu Zhi's order, he raised his long sword and was about to kill him.

A cavalry turned around, with a strong figure and a wide face. It was the third flag-holder of the first phase of the teaching team, "Zaoqizhang", who said: "General, protect Your Highness. Protecting the flag is the job of his subordinates."

Then he raised the big knife in his hand, and yelled at the surroundings with enough energy: "Is there anyone else who is not afraid of death?" Hundreds of people shouted in unison: "Yes!"

"Kill one is enough to make money, kill two is profitable."

"Damn it, I've worked hard."

"Juchen bastards, I'm here for your grandfather."

"Walking forward means living; moving backward means death!"

More than a hundred guards and personal guards shouted and followed the "Zaoqizhang" and rushed into the enemy's formation without returning, just like a hundred tigers rushing towards the commander's flag with the "Zaoqizhang" as an arrow.

"Sauce Flag Zhang" a ghost-headed sword danced into a ball of snowflakes, and fought a bloody path in the enemy formation.
Chapter completed!