Chapter 1147: Final back and retreat
Gong Chun's retreat was rapid because they had already made this preparation.
"Our army was defeated" was also the first to shout out, because they have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
It would be useless to shout long ago because the front army had not learned a lesson.
If you shout later, Luo Yan might stabilize the people's hearts again, no longer think about attacking, and focus on relying on the terrain and city defense.
Not to mention that Liang Jun will definitely win, nothing is certain in this foggy mountain valley.
Now it is just two head-on encounters. If Luo Yan wakes up and is determined to stand up to the confrontation, he may not have no chance to turn defeat into victory. After all, they are more adapted to the environment and terrain here, and have more advantages in supply.
Now, the time is right.
"Put off the crossbow and don't break it."
"Take food away, you have to eat it on the road."
"Who asked you to throw away your weapon? Take it and whip twenty."
"Where is the priest? Take him into the car and be careful."
"Don't be messed up! Go in order, don't fight."
As the saying goes, generals are the courage of soldiers. Many times, chaos in retreat often starts with officers. Many generals and schools in Gong Chun's army have been preparing to retreat long ago, and they are not so panicked, so they are arranged in order. If you ignore the sergeant's pale face.
The fact that Gong's tribe can walk so smoothly does not mean that other tribes are like this.
Let’s not talk about the Xi family and Zan family, who had already lost their strength and were defeated. The E family, who lived on the left wing of the Gong family, and a small Yang family, ran away in a relatively embarrassed manner.
Their troops were quite messy, with more jars and jars, and there were even a few healthy women in addition to the strong men.
After hearing the news of Gong's retreat, they immediately began to act.
"Let the priest go first." A white-haired old man was helped onto the carriage. When he hurriedly left, he didn't even want "Magic tools".
Human leg bones and tortoise shells were scattered everywhere, and the "divine fire" had not had time to be extinguished.
A mountain ghost carved by pine resin was knocked to the ground, and its empty eyes were facing the direction of the tribe's Ding Zhuang's hurried departure.
The healthy women hurriedly collected the food they could take away. They looked panicked and their hands and feet were trembling.
The basket full of herbs was accidentally kicked over, and the medicinal materials to treat patients and injured were scattered.
The clay pot fell from the ox cart, and as it broke, an unpleasant smell drifted away. It was the venison that had been marinated for a long time, full of rotten smell.
A horse was frightened and rushed like crazy, dispersing all the strong men and women blocking the road, and then hitting their heads on an old tree.
The horse neighed in pain, the carriage rolled to the ground, and the bark and hemp paper that recorded military records, genealogy, and military achievements were scattered everywhere, gradually being soaked in rainwater and sludge.
The ground was trampled into mud, and people fell from time to time, screaming in pain.
The slabs, iron armor, and rattan armor were visible everywhere, and they were abandoned by the soldiers who did everything possible to reduce the burden, but they were soon stopped by the officers. Retreat is not a matter of one or two days, it is likely to be ten or twenty days. During this long retreat, they need to eat, treat injuries, camp, and also need to stop the rear and fight. Throwing away everything is equivalent to committing suicide in advance.
The road is difficult to walk, and there are many people who accidentally fall down on the cliff.
During the push and shoving, some people fell into the torrent and rolled down the river beach.
Some people were sitting by the river, crying and refused to leave. As soon as he asked, it turned out that his younger brother was swept away by the torrent, and he didn't know his life or death.
Some people ignored the obstacles and forced themselves to get down to the cliff. After asking again, the copper crossbow machine that had been passed down for three generations in his family fell down, which was more important than his life...
All in all, chaos.
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Luo Yan is not a dead person, so of course he knows the chaos behind him.
At that time, his location gathered 3,000 members of the Luo family, 2,000 members of the Du family (Du family), and 2,000 members of the Park family, plus more than 1,000 soldiers were contained, totaling more than 8,000 people.
Three miles away from the rear, there are 4,000 Gong, E and 500 Yang, with a total of 4,500 people.
Five miles away, there are 1,500 people from Fan, Lin and Xie families.
When Gong shouted "Our army was defeated", when he retreated first, E and Yang were directly dragged in and retreated in a hurry.
As for what will happen to the Fan, Lin and Xie families in the rear, I really don’t have to think about it.
They had already known the news that Xishi pioneer was defeated by the Liang people a few days ago. Maybe they were muttering that they would not lose the second battle again, right? The prospects of this battle are inevitably a little pessimistic.
As a result, a large number of defeated soldiers rushed to the east, and people shouted, horses neighed, and they were incredibly chaotic, shouting, "Our army is defeated." What do you think they should do? Of course, I turned around and retreated directly to the west! Could it be that they still have the ambition of fearless sacrifice, letting friendly troops leave first and keep their backs behind?
And the news that these six thousand people ran away could not be hidden here. In fact, because Gong was "very loyal" when he retreated, he sent people to inform him everywhere, and the news is absolutely impossible to block.
In an instant, Luo Yan knew that the battle was really defeated and there was no room for recovery.
They took a small path to break the Liang army's food route. Unexpectedly, the Liang army also had the same thoughts and knew the existence of this path. They wanted to attack Xuanhan. The two sides met on the road and met on the narrow road. Now that they were defeated, it was time to leave.
"Send an order! Each family gathers troops and attacks the Liang thieves with me." After making a decision in his heart, Luo Yan issued an order to counterattack the Liang army without any hesitation.
He knew that it would be possible that he could not command Du and Park, so he only ordered Luo's own troops.
Everyone in the tent subconsciously looked at Luo Yan. Luo Yan looked back one by one, and everyone lowered their heads again.
After a moment, the first person followed the order and rectified the troops, followed by the second and third...
Luo Yan sighed softly.
All families still give face. They are all loyal and brave men, and soldiers are also good soldiers. They don’t do anything perfunctory when fighting, but fight with a bloody and courageous spirit. As for not fighting, that's another matter.
What can I do if I have insufficient training, poor equipment, incomplete armor and armor, and less experienced in combat formations?
These can actually be made up for, but the courage to fight head-on is difficult to cultivate. I just don’t know if he still has the opportunity to make up for the shortcomings in equipment, training, and experience of the men.
After issuing the order to counterattack, Luo Yan sent people to the two departments Du and Pu, and asked them to keep a few elite troops out of the rear, and the rest retreat as soon as possible.
All things you don't need to carry are abandoned.
If the baggage and food can be burned, the food and grass can be burned. If it cannot be burned, it will be pushed into the rain or in the river. Each person will carry dry food for seven days to retreat. Don’t worry about not having enough food. He has old relationships along the way and can get supplies.
When encountering a dangerous place, a few people were left to guard the garages to meet the retreating Luo family members.
Finally, the movement is smaller, so don’t affect the morale of the military too much.
After the order was issued, Luo Yan abandoned all the negative emotions such as regret, fear, and worry in his heart, and led thousands of people to the formation.
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There are still five hundred people left in Gong's camp.
They were fearless and sat on the ground of the barracks covered with hay, silently eating water.
"I'll go up the mountain in a while and bring all the drums and horns." General Gong Chun and the officers gathered together and said, "Did the Liang people use horns?"
"Use it." Someone said, "But their drums and horns are different from us, and their sounds are different."
"It's okay." Gong Chun waved his hand and said, "Who would listen carefully in a panic? Just like that."
After saying that, he paused for a moment and continued, "You can take dozens of people each, pick up a good position, beat the drums and horns, wave the flags, and then shout 'kill'. It must be found in all directions, making people feel that they are surrounded."
"Why don't you directly hit Luo's sideways from behind?" someone asked.
"Don't stop returning to the teacher, they will really fight to the death." Gong Chun glanced at the man and said in a deep voice.
Everyone nodded silently, still feeling a little uncomfortable.
Although Gong and Li have a grudge, and Luo is the in-laws of Li, the relationship between Luo and Gong is not too bad. Is it appropriate to harm others like this?
These people are still not dark enough, and they are still a little simple and honest, so they are all silent.
But they have no right to decide.
My ancestors have been people from Gong for generations, and obedience to Gong has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and become an instinct. Your own ideas are not important, just respect the orders of noble people.
After resting for a while, five hundred people left the camp one after another and fled into the mountains on both sides.
Gong Chun led a hundred people and walked through the beast path on the mountain with difficulty.
The road at the foot of the mountain was a little wider, but at this time it was already crowded with retreating soldiers, chariots and horses.
They were dejected, their faces were numb, gloomy, or fearful, and rushed westward.
Maybe it was an orderly retreat and the equipment was relatively complete, but no one could guarantee what would happen if he really fought.
Their morale has fallen and they have to rectify it or give a heavy reward to stimulate it before they can fight again.
Gong Chun ignored them and led his subordinates to continue moving forward.
The mountain road was slippery, and people kept falling to the bottom of the valley during this period, screaming and screaming.
Gong Chun did not even stop to rescue him, but continued to lead the people forward.
Gradually, there were strong sounds of killing and drums and horns coming from the front.
Gong Chun listened carefully, and it seemed to be mixed with the sound of Liang Jun's drums and horns.
Banfeng often uses yak horns, but Liang Jun is definitely not using this, and the sound is different.
Is this Liang army chasing and fighting with the army with the rear?
"Let's go!" Gong Chun shouted loudly and led the people forward.
A moment later, he climbed a high slope and looked down at the battlefield: in the valley, arrows flew everywhere, people shouted and horses neighed, and Liang's army was fighting fiercely with the Banyan soldiers, and it was difficult to decide the outcome for a moment.
"It's right now!" Gong Chun grabbed the "Rang" flag from the sergeant's hand and waved it high in the rain.
In an instant, the sound of drums rumbled, and the feeling of fighting was rushing towards me.
After a moment, the twelve yak horns blew.
"Kill the thief!" The hundred people shouted in unison, shocking the fields.
Almost at the same time, there were also people pounding the horns on the opposite ridge.
The people even rushed down the mountain with flags, and the killing shouts were even more violent than here.
Gong Chun stared at the battlefield where he was fighting.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the formation of the Banfeng soldiers suddenly became a little loose and the noise became louder.
Liang's morale increased sharply, and he advanced bravely, depressing the formation of the Banyan soldiers.
Failed! Now the retreat really turns into a retreat.
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(This chapter ends)