sweeping the world

Chapter 70 Do you know?The power of poetry!

Turning around for the second attack, happily harvesting the miscellaneous beards on the outside for a while, and after retreating, he came again in about an hour. The third attack directly made Yao Yimai couldn't bear it anymore, and furiously chose to attack .

Fighting in rainy weather will be more cruel than usual. Even a warrior who is skilled in martial arts, as long as he slips accidentally, his survival rate will not be much higher than that of a soldier who does not know martial arts.

The warriors of the Qiang and Hun tribes fought more fiercely. They couldn't do too difficult moves, they could only choose to fight hard, and then it was difficult to dodge the rows of spear spikes, and they became one after another. corpse.

It is more reasonable not to raise troops because of anger. Yao Yimai dispatched his headquarters to fight against the morale of the Han. Standing shoulder to shoulder, they listened to the password and thrust out the spears in their hands.

With Jin soldiers and some tribal armed forces advancing frontally, and Liu Yan personally leading his troops to attack from the flanks, there were hardly any accidents, and the Hu people immediately wavered.

"Commander, look for an opportunity to retreat!" Qiu Lin Cifu had a very bad expression, and he said, "We have been attacked one after another, and Zahu has no fighting spirit. It's not worth it to use the headquarters to face the high morale of the Han army!"

Of course Yao Yimai knew it wasn't worth it, but... from the very beginning, he was going to give up Zahu to set up a trap, waiting for Zahu to be abandoned, but what happened to them leading the army to retreat! ?
But...Yao Yimai also knew that going on like this wasn't going to be a big deal, could it be that he really used the headquarters to fight?It would be fine if they made great contributions to the extermination of the Han tribe. No one in the imperial court took the Han tribe seriously, or it would not be their turn to earn credit.They took the risk of heavy losses to wipe out the Han Dynasty. Can gain and loss be directly proportional?
Listen, the morale of the Han people is high, they are marching in line, some people are singing, what are they singing?
"Within Liuhe, the land of the emperor. It crosses quicksand in the west and ends in Beihu in the south."

Huanghuang Zhengyin covered up the screams and other sounds, as if the thunder in the sky was unstoppable.

"There is the East China Sea to the east, and Daxia to the north. Wherever people go, there are all those who do not miss me."

The singing was unusually loud, and the sound of footsteps was rolling forward. Facing the opponent who sang, not only Zahu was frightened, but those so-called big clans also retreated step by step.

"The merits cover the five emperors, and the marsh is as good as the cattle and horses. There is no virtue, and each has its own space."

The four-character-paraphrase song seems to have some kind of magical power, and Yao Yimai's face is like that in an instant. He has read the book, he has really read the book, and only after reading the book can he know what it is singing and understand the poetry. What is the power of words.

Qiu Lincifu had never read a book, but he could see the fanaticism on the faces of the enemy soldiers on the opposite side. It was a real fanaticism, and he repeatedly chanted "Under the world, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it Wangchen", waving weapons, everyone seemed to feel that they were doing something right and proper for a moment.

If they are not Chinese, they will not know the importance of "Poetry" to Chinese people. They just sang "Poem" to fight against one foreign race after another, and sang "Poem" to exterminate one foreign race after another. The land that does not belong to him becomes his sacred and indivisible territory after burying his opponent.

Foreign races don't understand the influence of "Poetry" deeply hidden in the blood of Jin people. As a modern person, Liu Yan can feel it slightly, but in fact it is not that deep.

Look at those Jin soldiers who sang "Under the World", they stepped forward without risking their lives, stabbing out the spears in their hands when encountering an enemy, the focused expression on their faces, and the firmness of their eyes, they are completely different from usual two people.

[Poetry can enhance the combat effectiveness of Jin people? 】

A similar thought flashed through Liu Yan's mind. He had been paying attention to the movements of the Hu people and found that some Hu people were already retreating.

【But it is not suitable for chasing...】

Indeed, although the rain has decreased, the ground has been trampled too muddy, and they will fall down when fighting, making it even more inconvenient to chase and run.Furthermore, although there is a break during the period, the physical strength of Jin soldiers is really exhausted, and some strength should be left to deal with possible accidents.

The Hu people retreated, and the Jin soldiers cheered loudly. They didn't know who gave it to them, one, two, three... all of them could move and cut off the heads of the Hu people.

Li Kuang was injured. His arm was hit by a wooden stick or something. Anyway, he was hit with a blunt object, which made it difficult to cut his head.

"He's not dead?" Ah San wasn't cutting off the enemy's head, he was supporting a wounded robe, and seemed to feel that what he said was unlucky, so he rarely explained: "I mean, what's wrong with your arm?"

Li Kuang smiled bitterly: "I didn't pay attention, I don't know what hit me."

This was the first time the two of them seemed to be chatting since that misunderstanding, but the battlefield was not a good place to chat, and soon there was an order to assemble.

Perhaps it was a beautiful day, the rain became weaker and weaker, and then it stopped, making it easier for those who cleaned up the battlefield.

Cleaning up the battlefield is nothing more than giving a blow to the undead enemy, looking for one's own side that can still breathe, and gathering armor, weapons and other things that can be used.

"Your Majesty." When Lu Tai found Liu Yan, he brought a lot of carriages.He bowed his hands and said: "The enemy army fled, leaving behind many horses and carriages."

That's really good, Liu Yan was still worrying about how to bring the wounded back, but now there is no problem.

In fact, they searched again later, and found a lot of things. The dried meat was suspected to be human flesh, but a small amount of cattle and sheep was good, and there was basically no plant food.

The sky was still covered with dark clouds, and it was unknown when it would rain heavily again. Considering that it was not suitable to stay for too long and did not conduct too many careful searches, it was time for Liu Yan to lead his people to evacuate, this time directly to the camp.

Most of the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty were elated because of the victory and turned back. Most of them rode in a carriage, which seemed a little comfortable.

Liu Yan was quite relaxed at first, but later his face became extremely serious, just because he discovered Yao Jing's team.Of course he didn't know that Yao Jing's team was cavalry, but he could figure out that it was the general Hu who sent him to attack the camp?

[The camp didn't look panicked, so Ji Chang led people to guard it strictly, and didn't give the attacking barbarians a chance? 】

Thinking and recognizing, Liu Yan didn't want to face that team, so he began to consciously change his path.

It is drizzling, and the terrain is not absolutely flat. As long as you don't get close to a certain distance, it is really difficult to find what is in the distance.

Because of his advantage in investigation, Liu Yan never encountered Yao Jing's cavalry, but it was still night when he returned to the camp.

In just one day, about [-] people went out to fight, but only [-] people returned to the camp alive.Because he has the habit of cutting off the heads to record merit, Ji Chang quickly counted the number.

"Your Majesty, I got 740 heads in this battle." Ji Chang looked extremely excited: "Not every enemy's head will be cut off. Generally speaking, there should be about [-] battle results?"

Liu Yanzheng was holding ginger soup, standing in the wooden row house and looking outside.

Soldiers returning from the battle will be served a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold, and after drinking it, they want to drink again and call for auxiliary soldiers carrying kettles.The joyous singing and laughter never stopped on the soldiers' side. I don't know who started to take the lead again, and they sang "Qin Shihuang Ji. Langya Terrace Carved Stone" again.

"After this battle, the Hu people already know that it will not be easy to destroy the Han tribe." Ji Chang looked confident: "Your Majesty ordered to set up a 'Jingguan' outside the camp after meritorious deeds, which will definitely shock Xiaoxiao. From the point of view of a villain, I am afraid that there will not be any tribes that are not open-eyed to invite war."

Liu Yan was both happy and worried, and said: "We will stay here for at least half a month according to the original plan."

"It should be so." Ji Chang thought with a face: "In this battle, more than six hundred people who dared to fight were killed or injured..." He saw Liu Yan look over his eyes and knew that his allegiance loved clear data: "Death and missing 270 Three people, 45 seriously injured, almost everyone with minor injuries, but...they will be our seeds, the seeds of the Han tribe. With them, Your Majesty can create a real army among the refugees!"

[Seeds?Yes, seeds!]

(End of this chapter)