[Comprehensive] Number of Merry

Honghui tossed and turned all night, restless, always feeling that some disaster was about to happen.

With his hands behind his back, he walked back and forth a few times in his military tent full of gold and silver. Those gorgeous treasures looted from Jiankang City were as golden and dazzling as last night, but they couldn't arouse Hong Hui's proud and complacent mood as usual .Anxiety arose out of nowhere and swept through his body like a tide, and burned his chest and abdomen like a flame, and it couldn't be calmed down no matter what.

"Order troops, I will personally meet the food team."

After walking anxiously around the military tent for a few times, Hong Hui raised his halberd and strode out of the tent.

Well-equipped and experienced soldiers were quickly summoned. Looking at the sturdy and high-spirited soldiers under him, Honghui eased his anxiety a little.The officers and soldiers are cowardly and will be defeated at the first blow, but the soldiers under him are all experienced and brave, so what else can he worry about?

Hong Hui secretly smiled at his suspicion, but he didn't want to change his decision, so he ordered two hundred soldiers to set off together.

There are not many soldiers and elites.Su Jun's army to capture Jiankang, the capital, was only [-], and it took him only [-] to defeat the Wujun officers and soldiers organized by Yu Bing. War him.

There are 300 people in the team transporting grain, fodder and weapons from Wujun, plus the [-] he supported, it is enough to deal with any situation.

Unfortunately, this idea was broken halfway through.

"General, there is something wrong with the voice ahead."

A soldier with good hearing leaned against the ground and listened for a while, then got up to report.

Is it really an accident?

Hong Hui, who was riding on the horse, tightened the reins, and stared forward: "Quick detective."

In fact, there was no need to send scouts to investigate. After a while, more than [-] soldiers who were fleeing in a panic came into view. They were overjoyed at first, and then they saw the number of people clearly, and shouted anxiously: "General, run away, the officers and soldiers are here. "

Where did the officers and soldiers come from in Wu County!

Realizing that the situation had changed, Hong Hui's eagle eyes stared at the twenty soldiers who were running desperately and getting closer and closer to them.The armor is correct, the accent is correct, and the look of running away anxiously is also very real: "What happened?"

He answered in a rambling voice:

"There are cavalry."

"Thousands of people."

"The food and weapons were taken away."

cavalry?several thousand?Could it be that Sanwu raised troops!

Honghui panicked suddenly, and the sound of the horse's hooves trampling gradually became clear in his ears.He gritted his teeth, and quickly weighed the gains and losses in his mind: "You go first to the back, and the front ranks."

Hearing this voice, even if there were cavalry, the number would not exceed four hundred at most. Besides, how could the southerners train any good cavalry?The ability of these twenty or so people to escape back shows that the opponent's cavalry is not well used. This is clearly sending the horse to them!

Having figured this out, Honghui couldn't help but gear up a little bit. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of dozens of deserters who had retreated behind his team, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "What's the matter with that dwarf?"

His subordinates are all elite soldiers from the north who have experienced many wars. Unlike the Jin Dynasty, even 13-year-old children were forcibly recruited into the army. In addition, the northerners are already taller than men. How can such a short man come from?

His answer was a chord.

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Wang Lang shot the general in the throat with an arrow, and immediately swept the longbow horizontally, catching several stunned soldiers around him by surprise.

"The general is dead, run away!"

A person who was also dressed as a broken soldier took advantage of the situation and shouted, and ran backwards first.

"Don't run!"

Before the officer finished screaming angrily, the pebbles and dust on the ground were already trembling due to the sound of horseshoes coming from a distance:

"The cavalry is coming!"

"It's the righteous soldiers of the Three Wus!"

"Run!"

The chief general was assassinated, the cavalry raided, and one after another of major changes broke the team's psychology. Under the instigation of a few words with ulterior motives, the whole team scattered and fled in all directions.

Wang Lang hung the longbow on his back, grabbed a ring-sword from the fleeing soldiers and used it, blocked the scattered soldiers from behind, and formed a two-sided attack with the cavalry in front.

The guard who was powerless to stop her from taking risks was so anxious that he vomited blood. At this time, he could only grit his teeth and fight harder to protect her from being hurt by the chaotic flying weapons on the battlefield.

Will be the courage of soldiers, will be the soul of soldiers.

At the beginning, these people were still worried about how this noble little ancestor would rush where and where he was in danger, and when he was fighting, his mentality also changed. He felt excited and passionate to follow such a brave general who was not afraid of death and took the lead. stand up.

"Great victory!"

"Great victory!"

"Wang Langjun!"

"Lang Jun!"

As the last enemy soldier standing on the battlefield fell down, the atmosphere of the official army reached its peak.

The reputation of Su Jun's soldiers for being good at fighting has spread all over Jiangzuo. The news that the capital Jiankang has been captured by a mere 2 people is even more disheartening. The [-] elite soldiers of the [-] enemy army and the supply team had less than [-] casualties, which can be called a perfect victory.

Even the private soldiers of the Gu family, who did not participate in the real battle and only played the role of bluff, couldn't help shouting the name of Wang Lang as the chief general. Wang Lang could see the obvious expression change in the eyes of these people—never From concealed contempt and indifference to heartfelt appreciation and admiration.

"Without the support of Mr. Gu's army, Wang would not have won this victory. Thank you Mr. Gu for me."

Throwing away the blade in his hand, he clasped his fists at Gu's commander in charge, Wang Lang wiped the blood splattered on his face, and got on the horse first: "What's the rush, first get on the boat and bring the things back to celebrate before it's too late. camp."

"Back to camp!"

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Soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent.

Encountering the private soldiers of the Gu family was the first accident. Therefore, Wang Lang changed the strategy he had drawn with his brother and decided to take down the enemy's grain transport team; Therefore, Lang formulated a double-sided attack plan, taking great risks and pretending to be a defeated soldier to sneak into the enemy's army.

Although the result could be described as a complete victory, the ups and downs in Wang Lang's heart were not so easy to calm down.

After paying homage to the 52 comrades who were seriously injured and died, and arranging things such as crediting, medical treatment, and meals, Wang Lang went into the single cabin specially prepared for her, removed his armor and clothes, cleaned the blood stains, and tied up his tightly tied hair. Also take it apart, soak it in clean water and wash it carefully.

The bloody smell that had been weakened by drying became stronger again, permeating the entire cabin.

Wang Lang frowned slightly, picked up the clean clothes in the bamboo box beside him and put them on.Like the stateroom, this set of clothes was specially ordered by Wang Yunzhi to be prepared. The size was neither too big nor too small, and it fit just right.

Looking down at the iconic black coat of Wang's children, the faint fragrance of orchid and acacia lingering around the tip of his nose, Wang Lang's originally gloomy face was slightly relieved, he opened the window for ventilation, and dried his wet hair.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun!"

After reading a few books on war, there was a loud commotion at the stern of the ship, and not long after, the wooden door of her cabin was also knocked.

Wang Lang picked up the mahogany hairpin that was placed with his clothes, tied his half-dry hair into a bun, straightened his clothes, and opened the wooden door:

"What's the matter?"

"Lang Jun is overjoyed! Overjoyed!"

What is there to be overjoyed about? Why can't she think of it?

Wang Lang pressed his forehead to stop the fluttering nerves: "Don't talk like my wife gave birth to a baby. What's the matter?"

"The officials of Wu County identified that the enemy general who was shot and killed by Lang Jun was Su Jun's general, the thief general Hong Hui who invaded San Wu together with Han Huang, Zhang Jian and Guan Shang."

The expression on Wang Lang's face paused, and for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and his black eyes gleamed: "Accidentally caught a big fish. Send me a military order to suspend the drill for a day. Tonight, drink and eat, and don't go home if you don't get drunk."

"Have you heard that? Mr. Lang said that tonight, if you have enough wine and meat, you won't return if you don't get drunk!"

"Satisfy with wine and meat, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

"Don't get drunk, don't go home!"

The soldiers who participated in the war who sneaked outside the door and eavesdropped cheered in unison, and the noise almost overturned the entire ship.

Leaning against the door with folded arms, Wang Lang watched the scene where they raised Wei Wu who had come to announce the news and threw them up high, laughing and celebrating, and the line of his originally straight lips also raised a little.

In any case, she is one step closer to the goal set by Xiaowang, which is a good start, and she will continue to work hard in the future.

Wang Lang patted his cheeks, cheered up a bit, and went to the main cabin to exchange greetings with his subordinates.

As the saying goes, three generations wear clothes and four generations eat. Such things as aristocratic demeanor can only be cultivated, not taught.Wang Lang lived in the Wuyi Lane in Jiankang since he was a child. Controlling such scenes is almost a habit engraved in his bones, and he can do it without much effort.

After chatting all over the world for a while, seeing that the fire was almost ready, Wang Lang got up to say goodbye, and went to the bow of the boat alone to enjoy the scenery.

"Wang Langjun."

The sound was surprisingly pleasant.

Wang Lang raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and looked in the direction of the voice, his eyes were even more surprised.

White clothes, hair tied, long body and elegant, wide sleeves.

Such an outstanding appearance of Rong Zhi, if she saw it once, she would never forget it, why would she feel familiar but couldn't remember where she saw it?

"Looking at you from a distance, Mr. Wang always feels kind-hearted, and I can't help but disturb you with words. Please forgive me for being presumptuous."

Does he also feel familiar?

Wang Lang frowned and scrutinized the opponent's facial features. He inadvertently saw two steamed buns who had met once in Gu's Manor standing not far away, staring in this direction, his heart brightened: "Xie Renzu?"

"How did Mr. Lang know?" Xie Shang raised his eyebrows, his dark and bright phoenix eyes showed curiosity.

He saw that the other party was able to lead the army before he was fifteen years old, and he was a rare elite cavalry soldier in the south. He also saw that the other party's demeanor and appearance were quite similar to Wang Yunzhi, so he took the initiative to talk to him, but he didn't expect the other party to call out his own name.

"Naturally it's true..."

Thinking that it was too inappropriate to mention his daughter's nickname in public, Wang Lang shut up and swallowed the stone word back: "Just a random guess."

What he wanted to say just now was a real stone...

How could a man know my sister's nickname, and still use such a familiar tone...

Xie Shang's heart sank, and the look in his eyes suddenly became strange.