It's hard to seal a fool

The generals gathered around the sand table to formulate tactics.

"The barbarian cavalry are good at charging on plains, but they are not suitable for fortified battles. More than a dozen towns in Yingyang County are located in the plains, which are easy to attack and difficult to defend. Our original plan was to abandon Yingyang County and retreat to Fengcheng, Juecheng and Lucheng."

Qian Ting planted the flag and shook his head, "But I personally don't support this."

The people of Yingyang County cannot be abandoned.

"Now that the barbarians enter the customs, they are actually in our own territory, but the big warrior cavalry is still afraid of the barbarians, shrinking their heads and tails, and it is inevitable to lose sight of the other."

"Our way of fighting in the past was to surround our cavalry with chariots, fire crossbows, and wait until the barbarian cavalry approached before launching an attack," Song Qingming said, "but it's different now, we can no longer hide in place, You have to be proactive."

"General Yunhui is young and vigorous, but this is too aggressive."

"The last general is willing to lead the army and attack from the rear." Wang Han said.

After these few battles, Song Qingming actually appreciated and regretted Wang Han a little more in his heart.

Wang Han can be a strong general, but because he has no ancestral seal, and no one in the army speaks for him, he has to rely on his beard and flattery every day in exchange for a chance to fight.

Now that Song Qingming has reused him, his talents are gradually revealed.

"In fact, the barbarian cavalry is not suitable for fighting in mountainous areas except for fortified battles. Mountainous areas are not suitable for charging, and they are restrained." Song Qingming looked at the sand table and pondered for half his salary. "Think of a way to lure them here."

"It's easier said than done. Young people just have a lot of ideas."

Qian Ting stroked his chin and pondered, "If we abandon Brahma City and retreat all the way to the Huanshui area to defend to the death, Zuo Xianwang may choose to take the road of Luoshan in order to seek a quick victory."

"Then the people in the city must be evacuated, and the soldiers will have to struggle for another day."

Song Qingming pondered, "How can we hold Zuo Xianwang and rush to Huanshui first, unless—"

"A secret report from the spies, Shan Yu is seriously ill!" Ning Rong walked in, "King Zuo Xian will not love to fight, we must firmly grasp his mentality."

There was an uproar in the room for a while.

Song Qingming and Qian Ting looked at each other and nodded firmly.

The horn of attack was sounded again, and the generals surrounded the chariots, ready for battle.

Yu Wenzhi licked his lips and raised his sword.

"charge!"

Tens of thousands of iron cavalry rushed straight from the plains, horseshoes blowing snow, mountains shook and earthquakes occurred, and strong crossbows shot away in an orderly manner.

The soldiers raised their shields again and again, and the barbarian cavalry continued to fall down, and the horses and horses in the back gathered and quickly approached, until Song Qingming raised his hand, "Withdraw the chariot!"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of cavalry from Dawu shouted to meet them.

The battle started again tragically, Song Qingming didn't rush up again, but chose to sit in the rear outside the range of the eagle shooter.

Zhao Xi rode beside him and watched quietly. If he wanted to pretend to be defeated in this battle, he would have to sacrifice.

"After so many years and so many battles, did you ever think that there would be no wars in this world, and no generals would be needed?"

"I've thought about it, why haven't I thought about it." Song Qingming smiled sullenly, "But sometimes wars are fought just to stop the war."

When Wang Han heard this when he passed by, he raised his spear and charged into the battle.

As a general, of course I want to bring back all the soldiers without leaving the ground, but what the generals can do now is to remember the sacrifices of these soldiers, let their deaths realize the greatest value, and let their deaths be of great value to the people. Dawu wins peace and tranquility.

The sound of drums was bursting, the cold was piercing to the bone, and the sound of shouting and fighting could be heard endlessly.

The sun gradually turned to the west until the wind blew away. Among the corpses everywhere, the soldiers of the two armies were still fighting.

"How's the fight going?" Song Qingming didn't move.

"it's time."

"Retreat! Retreat!" Qian Ting clenched his fists and shouted, and the commanding officer beat the drum and beat the gold.

Yu Wenzhi chopped it down with a knife, and looked away panting.Tens of thousands of armed cavalry broke up and retreated one after another, out of formation.He judged the situation and frowned slightly.

"Pursue! Abandon Brahma City without taking a rest, take advantage of the victory and pursue!"

As soon as the drum sounded, the Hunyi cavalry cheered and became more excited, and rushed up on horseback one after another, chasing closely.Song Qingming pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, but it was a blur in the distance.His heart skipped a beat.

"Yu Wenzhi is on guard, and wants to go all out."

"General!" Wang Han rode over, "I led the army and followed the army to the rear to stop the Hunyi cavalry."

"It's too dangerous." Song Qingming looked up at him, but after staring at the battle for half a day, he couldn't see Wang Han's expression clearly.He couldn't say anything to stop him.

"Wang Han is grateful for the general's promotion, and if he does not die, he will repay it with all his strength."

The Hunyi army rushed halfway, seeing a wave of cavalry from Dawu turning their horses and coming to fight again, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.Holding a spear in his hand, Wang Han blocked the barbarians' attack and shouted, "Kill your grandma's leg, brothers, give it to Lao Wang!"

Song Qingming lowered his eyes, grabbed the rein, "Retreat!"

As the sun sets, the plains are slowly unrolled like a magnificent picture scroll, and the cavalrymen of the Great Wu raced towards the Huanshui area with their horseshoes blowing the snow.

Behind him, only a few thousand cavalry were retreating while stopping the Hunyi army, and people kept falling down. The rear army formation was swallowed up like a giant python, and was slowly swallowed up, until the Hunyi army was left behind, rushing forward. go.

The Dawu cavalry gradually rushed forward, divided into two teams and spread out.

"Kamikochi!"

"Rolling Stones!"

The huge boulders that had been prepared for a long time rolled down from the high ground one after another and rushed into the army of the barbarians.Dawu cavalry suddenly appeared on the two wings, fighting and rushing into the formation.The shout sounded again, with a high-spirited momentum.

Yu Wenzhi was caught off guard, he tightened his stomach and watched the battle with cold eyes.

"Even if the rear army is sacrificed, you still want to lure me here to ambush, Murong Ming, you are worthy of it."

"My lord—"

The situation changed suddenly, and the Hunyi cavalry was thrown into disarray, and they were in a hurry to deal with it.Seeing more and more losses, horses neighing, and soldiers rushing to kill, Yu Wenzhi watched the chaotic scene and slowly clenched the handle of the knife.

"Retreat! Divert to Luoshan!" He gritted his teeth.

The formation of the barbarians changed again, the horn blew, the cavalry retreated halfway, and headed towards Luoshan.Song Qingming stood on the high ground, his eyes were dim and hard to see.

In the sky, the setting sun gradually sank, revealing only a little golden and infinite rays, reflecting the remnant snow in the plains.

Qian Ting commanded the cavalry to pretend to be chasing after him. Yu Wenzhi came out of this fake ambush and went deep into his belly, but the real ambush was waiting for him in Luoshan.

The cavalry of the rear army came back sparsely, and everything was planned. They exchanged the lives of the soldiers of the rear army for the predetermined victory.

He dismounted and strode away.

"Where's Wang Han?"

One of the soldiers hugged his drooping arm, slowly raised his head, his lips trembling. "General Wang, gone."

Song Qingming took a step back suddenly, sinking his mind.Suddenly, someone rushed up from behind.

"General Song, my old king is here hahahahaha!"

The soldiers also laughed, and Song Qingming immediately turned around and punched him hard. "This kind of joke can be messed up!"

Wang Han was covered in blood, and there was a big gash on his waist, but he was very energetic.He made a gesture and was beaten back a few steps, with a playful smile on his face.Song Qingming looked at him and suddenly laughed too.

"I can't take all the soldiers back without landing, but at least you are still here."

"To protect the family and the country, my old king's life is not a pity," Wang Han clenched his fist and knocked on his chest. "As long as those of us who are alive still remember, they will all be there!"

Zhao Xi paced slowly, and for a long time the sun reflected on him, casting a soft halo around him.Soldiers have begun to wander in twos and threes on this barren battlefield, the corpses of their comrades are wrapped in horse leather, and the blood is mingled in the snow.

Song Qingming watched for a long time until he couldn't see anything clearly.

"What are you thinking about?"

"When I was in the army, they all called me General Song, but until they died in battle, I couldn't see their faces clearly, and I couldn't remember who they were."

Song Qingming looked from a distance, on the plain, from Fancheng to Huanshui, thousands of piles of snow were raised by horseshoes all the way, and now there are bloodstains and corpses trampled by horseshoes on the road when they came here.

It was the blood of his soldiers, those were his soldiers.

"Da Wu remembers them." Zhao Xi said lightly.

"not enough."

Song Qingming walked forward slowly, while Wang Han and the remnants of the rear army silently followed beside him.The soldiers cleaning up the battlefield saw it and slowly approached.

In the silence, the north wind howled, Song Qingming pulled out the dagger from his waist, the blade cut open his palm, and blood dripped out, he raised his hand to smear his upper lip.Zhao Xi's pupils shrank suddenly.

The goose feather heavy snow scattered and fluttered down again, and the last ray of the setting sun sank until it fell into darkness.

"I, Song Qingming, General Yunhui, have made an alliance with the soldiers who died in the Battle of Huanshui today,"

"Heaven hates those who violate our gate!" Song Qingming raised his eyes and stuck his long knife on the ground, "I will make the heroic spirits return to them, and their relatives will be supported. I will do my best to expel the barbarians with great shame. , restore my mountains and rivers, live up to your sacrifices, and then use dirty wine to comfort loyal souls!"

Wang Han clenched his spear tightly and shouted: "The mourning soldiers will surely win, so as to comfort the loyal souls!"

Suddenly, the torches were raised high, and the torchlight lit up from the darkness, dispelling the gloom, all the soldiers gathered together, cut their palms open one after another, smeared their lips with blood, and made a blood covenant.The shouts were louder and louder, echoing on the Sen Leng battlefield.

"I will remember forever, this battle must be won!"

"I will remember forever, this battle must be won!"

The author says:

Sure enough, it is impossible to update the text on time, a patient with advanced procrastination