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 added up, and in the end they will become a mountain that crushes you. There is no way around it.
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, only the bravery is 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 I dislike the most is this situation. The development of the war has been completely out of my control. What is the difference between me 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 combat effectiveness 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 tribe, instead of being angry, they cut off the arrows that entered their bodies with a grin, and continued to fight with blood in their mouths.
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 really care.
For hundreds of years, the snow has caused ignorance due to numbness, so generation after generation they can only immerse themselves in that beautiful dream. It seems that only in this way can they resist the bitter cold of the snow field.
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 seen a world. An existence called hope.
The king said,
The future of the saints is no longer in the sky, but in front, right in front of us!
For the sake of the front,
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. See it.
Because in the heart of the Savage King, he is actually a star.
It’s not that he is great and brilliant,
but that like the brilliance of the stars, he can make those snowfield warriors believe in themselves, surrender to themselves, and be willing to dedicate themselves to him. sacrifice.
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 heavenSon, but to put it bluntly, Son of Heaven is just a title, a supreme title. It is not so much a priesthood, but the supreme "official position" associated with the dragon chair, and the Savage King already has one in the snowy plains* *** means.
The Yan Army's hastily built peripheral camps were completely destroyed, and the barbarians began to squeeze the Yan Army's formation crazily.
In this situation, 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 due to the obstruction of the Chu Navy, the width of the river was like a chasm at this time, 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. , carried it down.
At least, it seems that it has been carried.
However, the problem with the Yan army was that the internal command had been completely disrupted. On the other hand, according to the original arrangement, the former army began to withdraw in an orderly manner after two hours of fighting. Next, 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. They are brave, but the Yan people cannot carry out orderly replacement and rotation.
The battlefield area was compressed to this size. The Yan army at the back could not come up. The Yan army at the front was exhausted but could not retreat to rest. No matter how brave the soldiers were, they were 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 other way except waiting until dawn. tidy.
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 those who were good at water in the Yan army. Liao Liao, even if he is really good at water, if he falls into the water wearing armor, he will only drown.
Deng Jiuru opened his mouth wide.
His lips had been bitten with several bloody wounds.
His eyes also began to become a little dazed.
The barbarians' offensive is still continuing, and is even becoming more and more fierce. 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 take off their armor in the hope of swimming 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. Facing the engulfment of the river, he fought against his slim luck and was unwilling to turn 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 and 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. After a while, the river surface was full of Yan troops. Then densely packed corpses began to appear.
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 battle. kind of enjoyment.
The black dragon flag once made the entire East tremble.
But now,
They are just a group of ridiculous playthings, pigs who fell into the water.
On the Yanren navy warship, they began to sing Chu folk songs. This scene made them jump for joy and couldn't help themselves. Combined with the wails and screams of the Yanren on the river, it was so beautiful. People's souls feel numb.
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. ,
I brought them across the river,
but I can no longer bring them back.
This is not true,
This is not true!
It has been a hundred years,
How have the Yan people ever been so defeated!
No,
Even for hundreds of years,
Even if they are defeated,
The Yan people are facing forward and want to die. He also fell forward. How had he ever been so embarrassed?
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 is like a demon.
Over the past hundreds of years,
In my own hands, the Yan people have lost their pride in their bones.
It is my own fault.
< p>It’s my own incompetence,It’s my own unforgivability!
What kind of family inheritance,
What kind of grandson seizes the rightful son,
What kind of political and party struggles,
compared with the scene before us ,
What 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 too difficult to cross. They couldn't get through, so they planned to escort Deng Jiuru out to death. Even if they couldn't 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 there was hysteria in his eyes. , 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 continues to wave.
"I am the father-in-law 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 already old. An old warrior, his energy and blood have declined. 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 the battle flag,
looking straight ahead,
the Deng family’s servants were also falling one by one.
At this time, his old age has become the most frustrating thing for Deng Jiuru.
The commander-in-chief 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 it with his right hand. Flagpole, with his left hand holding the arrow that had pierced his chest, blood was constantly spilling from his mouth.
A black figure killed several servants of the Deng family 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, you will be givenYour warm light. ”
This is persuading to surrender,
a kind of persuading to surrender from above,
a kind of persuading to surrender that vividly interprets the posture of a winner,
Rather than trying to persuade them to surrender,
it is better to say that they are taking advantage of this opportunity to satisfy their spiritual needs.
Look,
the superior Yan people 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,
exhausting all his strength,
opened his mouth and said:
"One day, I, Dayan The iron cavalry will sweep across the snowy fields..."
Sang Hu's eyes darkened.
"The savages will surely exterminate the clan! "
The last three words were shouted by Deng Jiuru,
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! ”
Before the palm that Sang Hu had just raised had time to fall, the veteran had already committed suicide in front of him.
Even if he died, his body still carried the general’s flag. Kneel down without falling.
"Haha. "
"Bang! "
Sang Hu kicked over the veteran's corpse.
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 issue such pale and useless curses in despair. "
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 songs of the Chu people are floating in the wind;
on the river,
The bodies of the Yan people flowed down the river.