Chapter 588 Run faster

It is indeed as Di Qing said, this battle is easy to win, but it is a bit difficult for 80,000 people to wipe out more than 200,000 people from the other side. The generals standing beside Di Qing did not look embarrassed or nervous, and they all showed excitement.

Di Qing was very satisfied with his head and nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll talk about your mission again. We will go through the entire war in a few steps. First, we will attack the enemy's strength to attract the enemy's strength, with the purpose of opening up their defense. Zhang Zhong, this matter is left to you. Remember, you need to put a lot of pressure on the enemy and force them to shrink their troops. At the same time, you can't be too fierce. If you scare the Japanese people and run away, I'll just ask!"

Zhang Zhong received the order: "Don't worry, brother, I know how to do it."

Di Qing turned to Liu Ping and said, "You must succeed in cutting off the enemy's retreat. I believe in you, so I won't say much. Remember, the grasp of time is the most important thing. If you go too early, the enemy will find out that if you go too late, the enemy will run away."

Liu Ping also knew it and nodded: "Please be relieved. The last general dares to issue a military order. He will never break the general's plan."

Di Qing smiled at him and looked at Li Yi who was standing aside and was about to move: "After all, the number of people is relatively small. If we want to eat quickly, we must cut the other party open. Your task is to take your people and cut them off from the middle!"

Li Yi took the order.

Di Qing looked at the sky now: "It's getting dark. Remember, we will launch an attack at midnight tonight. We will only fight this battle, and one battle will end the battle!"

"yes!"

Try to simplify the battle in Japan, which is what Chen Yuan meant. It is not only to avoid giving the Liao Kingdom too much time so that they can deal with tricks calmly. It is also a waste of money to fight across the sea.

Tonight, there were stars in the sky. Musashi from Momoyama was standing under a big tree holding his bamboo gun, leaning on the trunk of the tree. He felt very lucky as he listened to the cries of the insects and birds around him.

He was originally an ordinary resident and could not make any living at home. Because of his physical condition, he wanted to be a samurai in Daming and was rejected. His wife could not bear the miserable life and ran away with a samurai, leaving him with the child under three years old, and life was even more difficult.

This time, Daming posted a notice on the street to recruit samurai. He signed up without hesitation. He originally wanted to try his luck, but he did not expect that he would be selected this time, which made Musashi very happy.

Daming gave him some food, and he gave it to his sister and asked his sister to take care of the children for him. If he could go back alive this time, he would be a real warrior. He could receive some food from Daming every month, so the children would not have to go hungry.

Can you go back alive? Musashi shook his body when he thought of this problem.

Today he followed the brigade to charge, not getting close to the Song army's formations at all. The crossbow arrows were so powerful that they covered the sun. Musashi didn't know how he survived, and he didn't know whether he would have the courage to fight for the second time.

It's time to change the job, but no one comes to change his post today. He has to stand here for a whole night. This is the punishment of the Japanese to retreat on the battlefield.

He didn't want to retreat, but when he crawled out of the dead, there was no one around him. The Song army pushed the shield wall and rushed forward without any use. The general said, as a warrior, as long as you retreat, you are a coward and there is no reason.

Musashi didn't tell the difference. Maybe the general was right. He was really not a qualified samurai. The purpose of being a samurai was to survive so that both himself and his children could survive.

Wuzang thought of his child and a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a frog cry next to him, and it seemed particularly rapid.

Wuzang is a poor man. He often has to catch frogs at night to ensure that the child has food the next day. He knows that the frogs are so yelling so hard that someone must have walked by, and there are many people!

His heart suddenly became nervous, and his whole body squatted under the tree, not daring to move, and his eyes stared straight ahead.

Sure enough, he saw shaking figures with many, many.

Musashi knew that this must be not a Japanese person, and there was no need for Japanese people to come over secretly like this. He quickly lay down, put his whole body on the ground, and moved back little by little, and tried to be as small as possible and as fast as possible.

This was the skill he had learned when he was stealing food from the backyard of Damingjia, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Song Jun did not notice any movement ahead. Seeing that he was approaching the Japanese camp, the leader waved his head and asked the entire team to stop and rectify it a little, because from this position, they not only had to prepare for sneak attacks, but also were ready to fight tough battles with the other party at any time.

When Dutou was adjusting the team, Musashi had retreated to the door. He looked at the distance behind him and confirmed that he could jump back in a very short time. He suddenly stood up, turned around and ran back, shouting loudly while running: "The Song Dynasty people are here! The Song Dynasty people are here!"

Although I couldn't understand what he was calling, the countless torches that lit up in the Japanese camp made Na scold him: "Damn it, I've been discovered!"

The soldier next to him asked, "Head, what should I do?"

Duo gritted his teeth: "What else can I do? Form a formation!"

More than a hundred Song troops also stood out from a hidden place, set up a small formation, and prepared to fight the Japanese who rushed out to death.

Zhang Zhong, who was behind, also saw that the sneak attack failed and immediately drew out his sword: "Soldiers! Kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions!"

"Kill..."

The Song army rushed over like a wave, but they were still two miles away from Dutou. During this period, Dutou had to rely on his own strength to fight against the enemy with these brothers around him.

There were many Japanese, but he was not afraid. His cold eyes penetrated the night, and he felt an honor. Even if the sneak attack failed, the first shot of the entire battle would stab the Japanese from his own square formation.

The Japanese people in the opposite camp also formed a formation and rushed out. Seeing that there were only more than a hundred Song soldiers in front of their camp, these Japanese people were a little excited. They had always wanted to compete with the Song army like warriors, just fighting with pure physical strength and skills, but the Song army's crossbows and stone cannons never gave them a chance.

Now, the hundred Song army is in front of them, and they won’t have too many crossbows. Rush up and kill them!

There were only more than twenty crossbows of the hundred Song troops, which obviously could not stop the enemy's offensive. After some people were killed and injured, the first Japanese warrior's bamboo spear was stabbed on the Song army's shield. The shield's hand only felt that his arm was shaken and a little sore. Before he could speak, the comrade behind him stabbed him with a shot.

"Puff,"

The sound of the sharp blade entering the body followed by a tragic howl. The spear head was pulled back, and there were still bits of minced meat hanging on the tip of the spear.

Then, a dense sound of blows came from the Song army's shield. Some sounded like metal collisions, and some were stronger. It was obviously those Japanese people hitting them with their feet or bodies.

The sword and shield hands in the front row pressed against the shield tightly, and raised their swords to the head: "Kill!"

A row of long spears stabbed out, and screams from outside were heard one after another.

After a while, when the Japanese saw that this style of fighting was not good, they also found that because the Song army was not large, they could only form a very small semicircle, and the second half was completely empty. Someone immediately shouted: "Go around! Fight from behind them!"

He didn't know what the enemy said, but from the opponent's footsteps and the movement of the figure, he immediately judged the enemy's intentions, and immediately waved his sword: "Retreat! Swipe it out in one word!"

The formation of the Song army suddenly changed, and the attack power on both sides suddenly increased. The shield players who were originally at the bottom of the semicircle moved to the side, and the raised part in the middle quickly became concave. The formation of the semicircle turned into a long snake, but during the process of the side formation, there was no obvious gap in the shield wall, which was enough to show that the Song army was well-trained.

The Japanese continued to run, trying to seize the retreat of these Song troops, but they retreated calmly, and at the same time they used their ever-changing formation to delay the enemy's pace. Occasionally, a few of them rushed quickly were also shot and killed by those crossbowmen.

It was obvious that the Song army's flaw was behind, but the Japanese could not reach it no matter how much they were. This is the tactic. In layman's terms, this is the method of infantry fighting.

The Japanese retreat had suffered heavy losses after more than a hundred steps. Musashi had rushed out with the team, so he wanted to surround the back of the Song army to prove that he was not a coward and was a qualified warrior like these people. But he felt that he was struggling to run. Either he had a companion blocking his path, or he had to face the Song army's shield, or the Song army's gun was stabbed at him, and he had to avoid it.

Gradually, he found that more and more of his companions fell down, and although the opponent's formation had shrunk a little, he still remained unabashed at all, and he still couldn't find a chance to move up between advance and retreat.

Musashi lost his patience. He absolutely had no way to defeat the shield wall, so he would rather go back. But everyone around him was charging forward, and he was embarrassed and didn't dare to run away alone.

The last line of defense in Musashi's heart was the brigade of Song Jun coming from behind!

Before the Song soldiers arrived, a black crossbow arrow rushed behind Musashi and heard a burst of screams from behind, just like the screams of his companions around him when he charged in the morning.

Musashi was very panicked. He no longer dared to step forward. His legs trembled sharply for a few times, not knowing what he should do.

At this time, he saw a samurai turn around and run back. Musashi didn't hesitate anymore. He was a real samurai, and even the real samurai ran away. Why couldn't he run?

So he turned around and turned around and realized that the little hesitation just now had slowed him down. There were many people in front of him and many people behind him.
Chapter completed!