Chapter 307 The waves swept away the heroes
The fierce battle of the left army has entered a fierce battle. The battle is like a tug-of-war. If you lose your position at one step, you will be frustrated step by step. The little disadvantages are constantly adding up. Finally, They will all become a mountain that will crush them to death, and they will be unable to recover.
Deng Jiuru was still waving the general flag. At this point in the war, there was actually nothing left to command. The entire camp was massacred indiscriminately, and he couldn't command even if he wanted to.
When the troops have been disrupted, the general's military orders cannot be passed on at all. Now, there is only a bloody courage left to rely on to see if they can drive the savages out of the camp!
All the old general can do is wave this flag so that the soldiers can see it and let them continue to fight with confidence and belief.
As a general, what he dislikes the most is this situation. The development of the war has been completely out of his control. What is the difference between himself at this time and those who are doing great tricks? What difference can there be? It’s not all about leaving things to chance.
The barbarians were attacking like a tide, and their fighting power really shocked the Yan army.
They rushed forward without fear of death. In order to seize the time to open the gap, the archers behind them did not hesitate to shoot arrows at both sides of the fight.
As for the savage warriors who were shot by their own people, instead of being angry, they laughed ferociously and cut off the arrows that entered their bodies, with blood in their mouths, and continued to fight.
Whether the stars will protect them, whether the souls of the dead in battle can really be led there by the stars, they really don't care much.
For hundreds of years, the snow was born out of ignorance due to numbness, so generation after generation they could only immerse themselves in that beautiful dream. It seemed that only in this way could they resist the bitter cold of the snowfield.
But now, the appearance of that person has guided them in the direction. Their lives are no longer just the stars above their heads at night. They have re-recognized the land under their feet, and they have also seen a kind of It’s called the existence of hope.
The king said,
The future of the saints is no longer in the sky, but in front of us, right in front of us!
For the sake of the future,
kill!
Kill!
Kill!
The Savage King has never been interested in the sacrifices in the snowy fields, or the guides of the stars. This can be clearly seen from the fact that he promoted Sang Hu, who likes to kill the guides, to that position. come out.
Because in the heart of the Savage King, he is actually a star.
It's not that he is great and brilliant,
but that he can, like the brilliance of the stars, make those snowfield warriors believe in themselves, surrender to themselves, and be willing to dedicate themselves to him and sacrifice for him.
Zheng Fan and the blind man once analyzed the Savage King together. In the end, both of them came to the conclusion that he not only had a strong strategic vision, but also had a charisma that impressed his tribesmen.
The emperors of other countries are also known as the emperor, but to put it bluntly, the emperor is just a title, a supreme title. It is not so much a priesthood, but the supreme title connected with the dragon chair." Official position", and the Savage King already had the meaning of integrating politics and religion in the snowy plains.
The Yan Army's hastily built peripheral camps were completely destroyed, and the barbarians began to squeeze the Yan Army's formation crazily.
Under such circumstances, personal bravery begins to look increasingly pale.
Sometimes, it’s not that you want to retreat, but that you have to retreat. This chain reaction starts and the left army begins to retreat uncontrollably.
"You can't retreat, brothers, you can't retreat, you can't retreat!!!!!!!"
Deng Jiuru shouted loudly.
What’s behind is Dajiang!
"Kill, kill them back! Kill them out, we can still wait for reinforcements, we can still wait for reinforcements!"
Although the old general also knew that the reinforcements were actually on the other side, but because of the Chu Navy's The barrier, as wide as a river, is now like a chasm, insurmountable.
The fighting lasted for a long time. Deng Jiuru was a little lucky that his troops seemed to have stabilized their position. The bravery of the men and the nature of the Yan people still allowed them to survive this surprise attack. Carrying it down.
At least, it seems that he has managed it.
However, the problem with the Yan army is that the internal command has been completely disrupted, and on the savage side, according to the initial arrangement, after two hours of fighting, the former army began to withdraw in an orderly manner , the rear army began to take over, and the replacement of old and new forces was completed. This is why Deng Jiuru seemed to have held on.
The ground is already covered with corpses, from both sides. In some places, mountains of corpses have even been piled up. This is a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
When the figure in white wolf skin appeared on the battlefield,
the savages were completely excited.
The newly replaced savages fought even more fiercely, and The Yan people cannot carry out orderly replacement and rotation.
The battlefield area has been compressed to this size. The Yan army at the back cannot come up. The Yan army in the front is exhausted but cannot retreat to rest. No matter how brave the soldiers are, they are still human after all.
After facing the second round of the barbarian offensive, the Yan army began to retreat on a large scale. The retreat of the front army squeezed the Pao Ze in the rear and retreated uncontrollably.
At this time, even if the general directly orders the beheading of the retreating soldiers in front of him, it will be of no avail, because the great retreat has already formed, just like bombing the camp in the middle of the night, and there is no way to deal with it except waiting until dawn. .
Deng Jiuru, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, soon saw scenes of Yan soldiers being squeezed into the water behind him. Those soldiers were still wearing armor, not to mention that there were very few Yan soldiers who were good at water. , even if it is really good at water, if you fall into the water wearing armor, you will only drown.
Deng Jiuru opened his mouth wide,
his lips had been bitten with several bloody holes,
His eyes also began to become a little confused.
The barbarian offensive continues, even becoming more and more fierce, and the collapse of the Yan army is also getting faster and faster.
Gradually, some soldiers began to turn around and run towards the river. Some of them began to remove their armor and hoped to swim across the river. Their morale was directly drained because of this.
Run away, run away, go back, this is what most of the soldiers are thinking at this time. Even though they know that Jiang is behind them, the defeated soldiers have lost the courage to continue fighting with the enemy. They would rather go to face the enemy. Although he was swallowed by the river, he fought against his slim luck and was unwilling to go back and fight with the savages.
Deng Jiuru gasped for air. At this moment, he seemed to be completely unable to hear the screams and shouts of death around him, as if he was completely isolated from the battlefield.
Groups of Yan troops either took the initiative on their own or were driven down the river. For a while, the river was full of flapping Yan troops, with many heads and hands. It didn't take long before densely packed bodies began to appear on the river. corpse.
On the Chu warship, the Chu people held crossbows and laughed while shooting the Yan soldiers on the river. To them, this was not like a war, but more like a kind of war. enjoy.
The black dragon flag once made the entire East tremble.
Now,
they are just a group of ridiculous playthings, pigs who fell into the water.
On the Chu naval warship, they began to sing Chu folk songs. This scene made them jump for joy and couldn't help themselves. Coupled with the wails and screams of the Yan people on the river, it was so beautiful that it made people feel numb in their souls.
Haha,
Yan people,
That’s all!
Deng Jiuru opened his mouth wide. He was trying to shout, but his voice was completely hoarse, and his throat was full of the smell of blood.
He couldn't believe it.
Those on the river
were Dayan's soldiers.
They were Dayan's sons. Follow them across the river,
But I can no longer take them back.
This is not true,
This is not true!
It has been a hundred years,
Have the Yan people ever been so defeated!
No,
even for hundreds of years,
even if they were defeated,
the Yan people were still facing forward. If they were to die, they would fall forward. How had they ever been so embarrassed? Pass?
But this time,
In my own hands,
this scene
appeared!
Deng Jiuru’s eyes were full of tears,
humiliated,
Sad and angry,
confused,
the veteran seemed to be possessed by a demon.
Over the past hundreds of years,
in their own hands, the Yan people have lost their pride in their bones,
It's my own fault,
It's my own incompetence,
It's my own unforgivability!
What kind of family inheritance,
What kind of grandson takes over the direct line,
What kind of quarrel between the government and the party,
compared with the scene in front of me,
is simply a joke!
"General, we will escort the general to break out!"
The Deng family's personal soldiers, that is, the servants gathered around Deng Jiuru at this time. The river behind him was difficult to pass, really impossible to pass. , Therefore, they planned to escort Deng Jiuru out desperately. Even if they could not cross the river for a while, as long as they rushed out and hid, they would have a chance to escape!
Deng Jiuru pushed away his loyal servant.
At this time, because he had no hair or beard, he did not have disheveled hair, but the hysteria in his eyes was indeed so clear.
"I am the commander-in-chief of the left army, and I will not retreat!!!"
Deng Jiuru continued to raise the battle flag.
“I am a member of the Deng family and I will not retreat!!!”
The battle flag continued to wave.
"I am the head of the dynasty, and I will not retreat!!!"
The savages began to break through, and the Deng family's servants began to fight with the surrounding savages.
The old general is old. An old warrior, his energy and blood are declining. Even when he was young, he was once a good soldier in the army, but at this age, it is difficult to mobilize his energy and blood to fight.
He was holding a battle flag,
Staring straight ahead,
the Deng family's servants also fell down one by one.
At this time, his old age has become the most frustrating thing for Deng Jiuru.
The general of an army does not need to be a high-level warrior like Tian Wujing, or like the Marquis of Zhenbei, he can still command an army to attack a city while laughing and talking.
But Deng Jiuruduo hopes that he can be younger. If he were still young, if his blood had not declined to this extent, he could kill a few more savages as a backing!
"Whoosh!"
An arrow hit Deng Jiuru's chest.
Deng Jiuru knelt down on one knee holding the flag, holding the flagpole with his right hand, and holding the arrow that pierced his chest with his left hand. Arrows, mouth, blood constantly overflowing.
A black figure killed several Deng family servants in an instant and appeared in front of Deng Jiuru. It was Sang Hu, the general of the barbarian king's army.
At this time, Sang Hu's body was also full of scars, and in some places, his bones were deeply visible, but he had the last laugh, and the victory was determined!
He took the lead and came to the Yan people's general. Like a sacrifice, he chanted:
"The stars are above. If you are willing to surrender, I will give you a warm light."
This is a persuasion to surrender,
A kind of persuasion to surrender from above,
A kind of persuasion to surrender that vividly interprets the posture of a victor,
Rather than trying to persuade him to surrender,
it is better to say that he is taking advantage of this opportunity to satisfy his spiritual needs.
Look,
The superior Yan general,
he is kneeling at my feet,
He will beg for my mercy, he will beg for my forgiveness!
Deng Jiuru grinned,
At this time, he
exhausted all his body strength,
said:
"One day, my Dayan cavalry will sweep across the snowy fields..."
Sang Hu's eyes darkened.
"The savages will definitely destroy the clan!"
Deng Jiuru shouted the last three words,
At the same time,
Before Sang Hu could take action,
Deng Jiuru directly grasped the arrow in his chest and pierced it deeper into his body.
“Poof!”
Sang Hu’s palm that he had just raised had not had time to fall, and the veteran had already committed suicide in front of him.
Even if he died, his body would still be able to kneel down with the flag.
"Haha."
"Bang!"
Sang Hu kicked over the veteran's body.
He squatted down, put his mouth to the ear of the veteran's corpse, and whispered:
"On the snowy plains, only tribes that have been exterminated will make such statements in despair. A pale and useless curse ”
After finishing speaking, he seemed to still have more to say, and added:
"The holy clan will surely prosper."
At the moment,
on the river,
the people of Chu The song floats in the wind;
On the river,
the corpses of Yan people flowed down the river. (End of this chapter)