I'm A Dou

Chapter 4 Tiger Roars in Southern Xinjiang

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Zhao Tongyi stabbed Qilang Millet to death, and lay down his sword and wanted to cut his head. Several barbarians behind him swung their swords and axes and rushed forward desperately. Zhao Tong was forced to retreat, and someone else snatched the body of Qilang Millet and walked backwards. Seeing that his contribution was about to escape, Zhao Tongyi couldn't help but be furious. He raised his hand and threw out his waist and penetrated the barbarian soldier closest to him. After getting this space, he had already danced his spear again, like snow dance pear blossoms, stabbed a barbarian army to death with one shot. In the blink of an eye, all the six barbarian soldiers besieged him were killed by him. At this time, the brothers of Feng Qu around him rushed up and protected him. Zhao Tongyi worked hard to snatch Qilang Millet's body back, cut off the head with one knife, hung it around his waist, and rushed forward. The barbarian army was afraid of being killed by him, and immediately became a mess.

Looking at Zhao Tong who was like a tiger going down the mountain on the hillside, Wang Jun thought on the top of the mountain: "General Zhao is so partial. It turns out that when he was in Jingzhou, I learned the arts with His Majesty, Zhuge Qiao and Jiang Wei. He only beat us three times, and it would be fine if he didn't beat His Majesty. He made sense. Your Majesty was in charge of the world and could not use martial arts. But now, it is obvious that when he taught his son, he taught more carefully than us. Otherwise, why did this Zhao Tong be younger than me, but his martial arts seem to be less than me? It's better for Mr. Shui Jing and Mr. Zhuge. They teach us all the same things, and they can't learn the same thug board. His Majesty's little hand is always swollen like a steamed bun." Thinking of His Majesty's fat little hand when he was young, Wang Jun couldn't help but smile.

The personal soldiers next to him looked at his captain and couldn't help but admire him. In the face of the battle, he was calm and laughed. This is the demeanor of a general.

Seeing that the situation below was almost done, Wang Jun waved the flag on the high slope.

On the enemy's rear, Lin Ziqu rushed down. When they rushed to Sanchakou, the enemy's rear team happened to pass, and all the barbarians were surrounded. In addition to leaving a hundred-man team to control Sanchakou to cut off the enemy's rear and block the enemy's reinforcements, the rest of the main forces followed the enemy to compress south, chasing the barbarians' tail and rushing fiercely.

When the enemy's vanguard entered the center of Yingsu Cliff, the character "Huo" attacked from the front. "The Art of War" says, "It is as fast as the wind, its sprint is as slow as the forest, its storm is as fire as the fire, and it is not moving as a mountain." Wang Jun likes these four sentences. When he leads new soldiers, he uses these four words as a synonym for the four songs. However, although the four songs of Fenglin and Volcano have their own strengths, his requirements for them are to achieve these sixteen words. Each song must be erratic, able to attack and defend, obey orders, and dare to sacrifice. So although today is the first battle, many soldiers have never seen blood before, but they still express their opinions. He showed extremely strong combat power. The Huozi Qu is the strongest hand-to-hand combat capability among the four songs. Their frontal charge is not like the new recruits who have not passed through blood. In fact, when he was in Jiangzhou, in order to train their hand-to-hand combat capability, Wang Jun once borrowed his personal soldiers from General Chen Dao to fight with them. General Chen Dao's personal soldiers all came from Bai'er elite soldiers, and they were the most powerful infantrymen in the world, and no one could resist it. Such a pairing made Wang Jun's new recruits far different from the casual recruits that ordinary people imagined, just as Wang Jun was definitely not the unrestrained young man that ordinary people saw.

When Wang Jun saw that the Huozi Qu collided with the barbarian army head-on like a sledgehammer and blocked the barbarian army's advance, he breathed a sigh of relief and won the battle. The Huozi Qu was the bottom of this pocket, and the pressure they faced was the greatest. As long as they could block the barbarian army's frontal attack, the barbarian army would have to be defeated. Wang Jun looked at the new recruits he trained with his own hands. They were not scared by the enemy or shocked by blood. They withstood the test. They rushed down the mountain and rushed towards the military merits and spoils they mentioned without retreating at all. After this battle, they will grow into real soldiers.

With the frontal blockade of the Huozi Camp, the main force of the Shanzi Camp also rushed towards the enemy on the river beach along the curved ditches. The crossbow began to fire, and the shouts of killing sounded in a ball. The helpless screams turned around and stirred in the valleys, deafening.

The barbarians were suddenly attacked by arrow rain. Some shouted and rushed forward, while others turned around and fled back. The leader died in battle and lost unified command. The disadvantages immediately appeared. However, this barbarian army was a team of long-standing battle formations. As a tribe, they were often brothers, father and son soldiers, family ties, and clan rules. Naturally, they cooperated more closely with each other than ordinary soldiers. They quickly woke up and quickly organized resistance. They first seized the small highland near the river beach as a foothold, gathered their troops, and then launched a continuous counterattack on Wang Jun's troops, intending to tear a hole and rush out. However, with the troops led by Zhao Tong, their plans were impossible to achieve, so they retreated and gathered and quickly occupied the nameless highland northwest of Yingsu Cliff.

The Fengzi Qu, who ambushed on the hillsides on both sides, put the greatest pressure on the barbarians, and their bows and arrows gave the enemy great damage. The barbarians formed a formation and rushed upwards several times, but were all repelled, so they had to retreat. The Han army surrounded them from all directions, and they took advantage of the terrain and number of people. Although they were new recruits, they were completely crazy. Everyone rushed towards the barbarians as if they didn't know how to die. In this atmosphere, the first time they saw blood made many soldiers not terrifying but crazy. Some slashed the enemy's head with one knife and then kept slashing his body, and they were panting and red with their eyes asking the people around them: "Am I an excellent soldier!"

The barbarian army finally could not resist this crazy unit. It took only a little more than an hour to be divided and surrounded and cut into pieces, then annihilated and compressed. The battlefield was shrinking, and there were fewer and fewer battles. Finally, it was compressed to the small high ground next to the stream and the small high ground northwest of Yingsu Cliff. At this time, Lin Ziqu had controlled the north mountain position of Yingsu Cliff, and soon captured the main camp of the enemy's rear army and cooperated with Fengsu Cliff to siege. The terrain of the high ground next to the stream was not good. Fengsu Cliff climbed up the cliff next to it and covered and shot from a high point. The barbarian army suffered heavy casualties and Lin Ziqu took the opportunity to rush to the high ground. At this point, the enemy outside Yingsu Cliff was basically wiped out.

However, the enemies on the small high ground in the northwest of Yingsu Cliff were still resisting frantically. Obviously, they wanted to hold on until dark and wait for Meng Huo to come and help. The terrain here is obvious and it is difficult to attack, and the bows and arrows with Feng Qu cannot give them too much damage.

Wang Jun naturally refused to give them this opportunity. When the sun deflected in the afternoon, Wang Jun ordered a general attack. Units were transported to the small high ground in each song, surrounding the enemy. The enemy kept throwing stones and throwing spears and darts. However, they could not defeat the fighting spirit of the Han army, the new recruits who were ignited for the first time.

The Huoziqu carried out a main attack on this high ground. The military marquis was commanding at the forefront. When the drum sounded, three hundred people rushed up. The enemy rushed over and hand-to-hand combat started on the mountain. Because only one steep slope could lead to the top of the high ground, it was blocked by the enemy with all their might. The troops behind could not rush up, and the soldiers who had already attacked were suppressed because they were outnumbered. The sunset fell behind the mountain, and the mountains and valleys gradually blurred. Wang Jun had made up his mind and ordered the troops to resolve the battle today. With a command, the drum sounded like thunder, and the soldiers of the Han army fought their lives and climbed in all directions. A large number of troops were put into the steep slope. The barbarian army and the Han army fought their lives. If you cut me down, I will also give you another shot. A Han army The soldiers were chopped off their heads, and before the barbarian sword could be taken back, they had already been stabbed through the chest by two guns. One Han army had his arm cut off, and he rushed up with one hand and rolled down the mountain with the barbarians. The barbarians pushed the Han army away, but found that he had fallen into the Han army's formation, and he wanted to pull the broken Han army into his arms again, and he was already hit by several knives at the same time. More Han soldiers discovered this method, and they rushed into the enemy formation like a wolf, pulled out one person and rolled down the mountain. The barbarian army's formation became thinner and thinner. At this time, shouts erupted from behind the high ground, and another unit finally climbed up from behind the steep slope. The barbarian army had a huge difference in numbers, and they could not resist the enemy. The besieged troops rushed forward desperately and wiped out the enemy.

In this ambush, Wang Jun destroyed more than a thousand barbarians and captured more than 300 people. More than 100 enemy troops were injured on the battlefield, and less than 400 were killed or injured.

"This battle was so exciting." Zhao Tong came to report with a smile. At this time, Zhao Tong had already killed a bloody man. He raised his hand and threw the head of Qilanghu forest to the ground, blinking at Wang Jun a little childishly.

But he found that Wang Jun had no happy expression on his face. A bloody soldier stood beside him, who was the one who sent by Fu Qian to send back the letter. He said, "You are happy, but I am not happy. Fu Qian has fallen into the enemy's camp. He sent me a letter saying that if I am a man and have a little human nature, I will lead the troops to assist."

Zhao Tong looked sad, but said, "That's because he didn't listen to the command of the captain, didn't know the truth of the military situation, and didn't obey the command of the captain, why would he be so strong?"

Wang Jun shook his head, "I designed to force him to go. He naturally would not ignore the governor, so I showed a little bit of hesitation, and he couldn't stand it. In fact, when I heard that Governor Xiang was trapped, I thought of a way to deal with it, but I couldn't command the overall situation, so I had to use some tricks. So I used the aggressive method to inspire Li Feng to lead the army to Qilan alone. With Li Feng's intelligence, I guess he already understood my intention now. But Fu Qian still didn't understand, so he went to Meng Huo to fight hard, so Meng Huo would be relieved of the situation here and lead to our great victory."

The young Zhao Tong blushed and looked at the same young Wang Jun, with his beautiful eyes wide open incredibly: "It was the lieutenant who deliberately trapped Fu Qian in danger? How could you do this? He is a hero, he is the governor, and he came to report the news for the rest of his life, but you forced him into the enemy camp, you..."

"Yes, he is a hero. He came to report the news forever. I am indeed a little sorry for him. You give me one."

"No!" Zhao Tong said angrily, but then reacted, "Captain, where are you going?"

"If you praise me like this, I will naturally have no face and want to save Fu Qian. I will go to see Meng Huo, discuss with him, and let him release the governor and Fu Qian." Wang Jun's tone was light, as if he was just going to visit a neighbor's house and borrowing an axe.

"Did the entire army start camp?" Zhao Tong became excited.

"No, I'll go by myself."

"What?" Zhao Tong shouted, "No! Captain, you have killed more than a thousand men from Meng Huo, and he will send you into the oil pan. How can you imagine that you have hurt them and then talk to them?"

"It is because we hurt them that we can negotiate with them." Wang Jun was still indifferent tone and laughed, "You know, Meng Huo now has at least 20,000 people, and we are less than 7,000. The 4,000 governor's 4,000 are not enough. We still have more than 2,550 people left. These people are not in Meng Huo's eyes. But now it's different. The rear army has been destroyed by us, and Lan will be in our hands. The governor's instructions are completely implemented, and the situation is very good. Now we can enter Attack and retreat can defend, but if you really can't do it, you can still escape to Qilan. In the Luanshitan, Meng Huo did have the right time, place and people, but in the entire Yizhou game, we have the right time, place and people. On the surface, Meng Huo had an absolute advantage, but in fact it was a double life situation. Only then will the peace talks with him be effective. After I leave, Zhao Tong, you will take the post of the lieutenant as a school captain, strictly guard the camp, and do not act at will. After three hours, if I don't come back, you will retreat ten miles and then camp."

Zhao Tong looked up and down at Wang Jun, and bowed to the ground with one leg: "Captain, the last general has just been rude, please forgive me. The last general is willing to go to the barbarian camp on behalf of the lieutenant, so the lieutenant will stay and command."

Wang Jun smiled: "You go, do you know what to say when you go? Do you know how to exchange for the lives of the governor and Fu Qian? Don't know. Zhao Tong, the army is not a place for loyalty, nor is it a place for heroes. Everything in the army is aimed at preserving strength and attacking the enemy. The poisonous snake eats his hands, and the hero cuts his arm. In order to win, some things must be sacrificed, maybe it is yourself, or your comrade-in-arms, but this kind of sacrifice must be valuable. Therefore, only Fu Qian can go to Meng Huo's military camp and stabilize Meng Huo, so Only I can negotiate with Meng Huo and bargain with him. And your mission is to save the troops. If it is not possible, the entire army retreats and goes to Qilan. Now that our barbarian army has been eliminated, the retreat route has been completely opened. You can lead the entire army to escape. Keeping Qilan is equivalent to regaining the Jige County, and the situation in Nanzhong is still under the control of Ji Han. Escape is not cowardly, and the will to escape is sometimes more tenacious than staying behind. When do you understand this, you will grow into a real soldier. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Tong nodded: "I understand."

"Very good." Wang Jun nodded, turned over his horse, and left with four personal soldiers.

Zhao Tong looked at Wang Jun's back as he was gradually moving away, and slowly turned around. In a moment, he seemed to have matured a little. He looked up at the sky, as if he felt the weight on his shoulders.

He suddenly sang: "The whole army quickly cleaned the battlefield, cleaned it in an hour, and prepared to set off overnight."

Meng Huo did not expect that when he was sure to win, things would suddenly turn like this. When the news of the annihilation of Qilang Jungle came, he angrily kicked the messenger out of the tent.

Unexpectedly, the army he looked down upon the most did the most uncomfortable thing. Although there were not too many people from Qilang Junlin, their position was very important. They were a layer of insurance outside the encirclement. If the Han army reinforcements arrived, they would seal the pocket. If the Han army reinforcements refused to come, they would block and entangle, making it impossible for the Han army to take big steps, and he could lead people to rush up to defeat them. Now it was all over. It was impossible to swallow the Han army in one bite. Wang Jun's troops could escape at any time, and he could intercept and block himself on the road. Although he made arrangements for Qilan in advance, it was unknown whether he could stop the Han army.

He thought in annoyance and resentment that the Qilang Millet Clan is so powerful, how could it fail? Is their opponent really only three thousand new recruits? Is the news wrong?

In any case, he was ready to issue an order, no longer delay, first eliminate Fu Qian, then raise an army to attack Wang Jun's camp, and then divide half of his troops to attack Qilan City. Although he made preparations for Qilan, it seems that he underestimated Wang Jun of Ji Han, so would he underestimate Li Feng too? The Battle of Qilan cannot be a siege battle. The barbarians are not good at siege, but the Han people always like to build the city walls high and the Qilan built against the mountain is even more so. I just hope that Li Feng is not a young genius like Wang Jun, who can easily take Qilan off.

At this moment, a sound of drums came from afar. The drums were stirring. Although not much, a desolate and murderous aura came from the dusk. The drums were not anxious or dense, but every beat was knocked in people's hearts, making people unable to help but concentrate, hold their breath, and turn their eyes toward them.

Could it be that the Han army is finally going to go out?

The mist and twilight made everything hazy and unseen.

The drums are coming.

Meng Huo finally saw the five people and five horses.

First, a tall soldier held a big flag with five big words "King of the Han River Water Captain" written on it. Behind him, a man put a giant drum on the saddle and was ringing. Although he was very far away, Meng Huo still felt that the man was very young and had a sense of elegance and beauty. On his left and right and behind, three horses surrounded him.

Could it be that he is Wang Jun? Why did he bring these people? His army was fighting with Qilang Jungle and only five people were left? This is impossible. But what does it mean to come by himself?

He came by himself, where is the large army? He must have seen through his ambush. Well, since he has come, he cannot let him go. At that moment, Meng Huo said: "The whole army appears."

The long bamboo whistle sounded, and it was ambushed from the morning. Until now, the barbarian army was already exhausted. However, until late, the Han army did not come, and there was no fight. At this time, he heard the whistle and jumped out together. The barbarian army was everywhere in the mountains and fields, and the jing flags were waving and shouting were shaking the sky.

Wang Jun was so shocked that he stood up at the horse and looked up at the sky. Wang Jun's drums stopped, and he patted his head with a smile: "Coward, a few barbarians scared you like this." The four personal soldiers couldn't help but smiled beside him, and the original nervousness had long been thrown away.

At this time, the three hundred personal soldiers of the front army walked back and came to meet Wang Jun. Meng Huo did not stop him. In the end, he only had three hundred small shrimps in the net, which was really disappointing. However, catching Wang Jun was a little success.

If they took Wang Jun's head to the Han Military Office, would the new soldiers scatter in a crowd? Meng Huo's eyes were filled with coldness.

When Fu Qian saw Wang Jun, he lost his original hatred. He looked at the barbarian army all over the mountains. No matter how hard he was, he knew that if Wang Jun came, there would be only a way out. At this time, he felt a little hated that Wang Jun had come.

Wang Jun said: "Thank you for your hard work in Fu Junhou."

Fu Qiandao: "Person Wang, are you?"

"Meng Huo was wiped out a thousand-man team, killing more than 500 people, and capturing more than 300 people alive, and then come and talk to Meng Huo."

Fu Qian wanted to wait but didn't believe it, but felt that Wang Jun had no need to lie. He wanted to wait and believed it, but he really couldn't think of how he would have won such a big victory in the past half day. He wanted to talk to Meng Huo? What? Can you solve the siege of the barbarian army by talking? At this time, in Fu Qian's eyes, Wang Jun was no longer the original scattered image, and his appearance was full of mystery.

Wang Jun said: "You are here to wait. After the barbarian army dispers, they will leave. Don't worry about me."

The personal soldiers agreed.

Wang Jun had already rode his horse forward alone. The drum sounded again, and he was still the center of the entire battlefield. The sharp bamboo whistles and shouts of barbarians could not suppress his drum sound. He was alone, beating the war drum and rushed towards Meng Huo's central army.

The three hundred Han soldiers who were left behind suddenly responded to the drums and shouted: "Han! Han! Han!"

Wang Jun looked back and smiled, Fu Qian beat the horse forward and came to Wang Jun. Wang Jun took off the war drum on his saddle and handed it to Fu Qian: "Take care, don't be impulsive anymore."

Fu Qian shouted: "Captain, I'll go with you!"

Wang Jun smiled and said, "No, you bring them back safely, I will miss your love." After that, he did not look back, beat the horses and rushed up the mountain, shouting loudly: "Wang Jun has come here in person, will King Meng Rong see you?"

Meng Huo shouted: "Let him come up!"

Wang Jun rode his horse up the mountain. He saw the barbarians in each village, each mountain and cave, standing on the side with swords and guns, and only rubbing their heads. He knew that Meng Huo wanted to give him a warning, but he didn't care. He was just walking between the woods, with wood and stones, and the weapons he had put on were just branches and vines. While he was walking, he secretly counted the number of barbarians, and a flag represented one. After a rough count, there were twenty-three pieces. It can be seen that the barbarian king Meng Huo did have great prestige. He didn't know if he could tell him this time, otherwise, he would be very afraid that life and death would be difficult to say.

At the front door flag, the wind roared Hulala. Hundreds of cave leaders generals and warriors were scattered on both sides. One man was tall, with a purple gold crown embedded on his head, with long feathers floating on it, and a red brocade robe with tassels and red brocade robe. He was as powerful as a god. Needless to say, it must be Meng Huo. The two followers behind him each holding a giant sword inlaid with pine-patterned treasures. That must be Meng Huo's weapon. It seems that he is also a powerful man. If he fights on the battlefield, whether he can fight against him is still between the two.

Wang Jun thought, grabbed his seat and dismounted, bowed and said, "Is King Meng in front of him?"

Meng Huo sneered: "Are you here to surrender?"

Wang Jun laughed: "I'm not here to surrender, but I'm here to give gifts."

"What kind of gift?"

"You will know at a glance." Wang Jun said as he took out a square brocade box from his side. He was about to go forward, and a general next to him said, "Slow." Wang Jun threw out the brocade box with a sudden hand. The man took the cotton box, took the back several steps, turned around and handed it to Meng Huo.

Meng Huo smiled and opened it casually. His smile immediately solidified. The box was filled with blood from the Qilang Jungle.

Meng Huo handed the lid of the brocade box to the person who came to the hands of the man, and suddenly shouted: "Take it down."

Wang Jun didn't struggle, let him tie him up, just sneered.

Meng Huo stared at Wang Jun hatefully, and his eyes were about to spit out of fire: "Believe it or not, I will chop your head and make a chamber pot!"

Wang Jun said: "Of course I believe that you are a barbarian and can't do anything."

"What else do you have to say before you die?"

"have."

"explain."

"Can you let the three hundred people down the mountain be released?"

"What? Hahahahaha--" Meng Huo seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world, "Diet to the point of death, I still think of others. This is the false benevolence and righteousness of you guys. Why do you let me go?"

"There are four hundred captured barbarian soldiers in Yingsui. Let's exchange."

"Do you think I'll agree?"

"meeting."

"Just. Just wave your hand and you will fall to the ground. The three hundred people below will be killed in a blink of an eye. Then I will raise an army northwards and kill all your people, and then you can save them."

Wang Jun felt a stern, Meng Huo was so cruel. But he didn't show it, but laughed: "Do you think you can do it? Before I came, I had issued a strict order. As long as these 300 people could not go back, after an hour, they would kill all the barbarian prisoners and retreat to Qilan. At that time, even if you win, you will not be able to gain any actual advantage."

The cave owner Jinhuan Sanjie suddenly knelt down: "King, the Secret Wolf tribe is our most elite warrior. If four hundred people are replaced by them now, we will not suffer any losses. Let's change it. Besides, there are many Han people and few barbarians. Their death point is nothing. If those four hundred people die, Qilang's tribe will be destroyed." Qilang's tribe is the nephew of Jinhuan Sanjie, and has always been a powerful support of Jinhuan Sanjie. Although it doesn't matter to others, it is still very important to Jinhuan Sanjie.

Meng Huo finally nodded. He was not pitiful to these four hundred barbarians. He wanted to find out the true details of Wang Jun through these released prisoners of war. With a wave of his hand, the barbarians at the foot of the mountain scattered. The remaining more than 200 personal soldiers surrounded Fu Qian and headed north. Fu Qian turned around repeatedly, as if shouting something, but couldn't hear what he was calling. Then, the drum sounded again, and Fu Qian's beating drums was naturally far inferior to Wang Jun's means, but the drum sound was fierce and touching.

A leader of a barbarian army said: "King, the Han people are cunning and cannot be trusted."

Meng Huo shook his head and said, "Although I first met, Master Wang will not bully me in this matter. Please loosen my ties to him."

Wang Jun rubbed his wrists and bowed, "Thank you for your trust," he said.

"I have to admit it," Meng Huo looked up and down at Wang Jun, "Although you are very young, you are a very good opponent. At an absolute disadvantage, you deceived me, defeated my rear army, and came in person, using your clever mouth to exchange for the lives of your three hundred soldiers. You have won the respect of the barbarian king."

"Each. Since I started my army, I have fought dozens of times, but you are the only one who can make me feel embarrassed. The king has also won the respect of Captain Ji Han."

"Get out? Who is your master?" Meng Huo asked with great interest.

"Shame. My master is the world-famous Prime Minister Ji Han, Marquis of Wuxiang, Governor of Yongzhou, and Mr. Zhuge, the Minister of Shangshu."
To be continued...