Soldiers Card System

"Withdrawal"

Borshu gave the order without hesitation.

Although he knew that the tribal warriors in front could no longer withdraw, he still wanted to withdraw.

The lieutenant beside him was obviously a little stunned. On the battlefield, the Han army did not have as many troops as his own. If he could consolidate his troops and stand up, there would still be hope for a battle. If he retreated, it would be a dead end.

"Boer Art"

The lieutenant took the reins of Borshu and wanted to dissuade him. After all, the lieutenant was in the city. If he was defeated like this, the lieutenant might cut everyone down. Who would let the lieutenant not wait to see the tribal army?

Borshu pushed away the lieutenant's arm: "Don't pull me, I don't want to die yet, I am not his opponent."

Borchi pushed away the lieutenant, roared, greeted the warriors who followed, and slid back. As long as he got out of the battlefield, in the dark night, no one could catch him.

When Fatty Zhao broke through the Tule army, he glanced at the Tule army horse who was retreating quickly in the distance. He was full of doubts. What's the matter, the Tule people will also flee the battle?

This is not the Thule soldier I know!

You shouldn't fight with me for three hundred rounds, you will fight and retreat only if you lose.

"Kill, wipe them out."

Fatty Zhao turned back and killed them. These grandsons of Turtle Turtle, burned, killed, looted, and did nothing wrong, and killed them all.

In the **** battle in the middle of the night, the two Thule Thousands of Thousands were basically wiped out and lost their command. The leaderless Thule soldiers faced the guards blessed by the formation, and they were basically slaughtered one-sidedly.

When the war ended, the sky was slightly bright.

Most of the villagers gathered, and Su Lu told the villagers:

"Bring food and clothing, and flee to the mountain as soon as possible to avoid the reprisals of the Thule people, and also notify the nearby villages that the Thule people retaliate, but regardless of the village..."

Everyone basically has relatives in Shiliba Village, and they can’t even think about it anymore. They packed their own food, brought their livestock, and left the village. The selected ten or so young offspring were divided into villages, one by one. The child notice is gone.

When Su Lu led his army back to the Wulangyuan camp, the sky was already bright, Zhang Lu anxiously like an ant on a hot pot, his eyes flushed, and he walked back and forth in the camp.

Seeing Su Lu, Zhang Lu let out a sigh of relief and greeted him: "The Governor, did not return all night last night, I was scared to death."

"From the camp, the Right Army and the Central Army have broken through Yuci and Xitunling. Let us hold the main force of Tule and give them a chance to capture Yumen Pass."

Su Lu took the military affairs brochure handed over by Zhang Lu, read it again, nodded, and ordered:

"This is easy to handle. Let's take the lead in succession and alternately move out to smooth out Tulle's looting team outside the city. This will not only hold Tulle people, but also cut off Tulle's food and supplies."

Zhang Lu wanted to lead the army a long time ago, and was overjoyed when he heard that: "Well, I will lead the army during the day today, and kill him without leaving a piece of armor."

After these days of continuous fierce battles, the strength of the four guard battalions of A, B, C, D and D has increased rapidly. Except for Suping’s battalion of A, B, C and D because of lack of horses, its marching speed is slow, and it did not dare to confront the Tule Army, the remaining three battalions are basically all It was a series of battles with Tulle, with strong combat power.

Su Lu and Zhang Lu discussed the military affairs for a while, arranged the military affairs, and then went back to the camp to sleep.

When Su Lu woke up, the sky was already dark.

Sporadic torches have been lit in the camp, and the scent of porridge and vegetables permeated the entire camp. The guards on patrol constantly probed in the direction of the house as they walked back and forth.

The guards of Bingwei Camp also got up, talking and laughing, polishing their weapons, scrubbing horses, and washing military robes. There was a quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the camp.

Su Lu asked the mound at the entrance of the camp: "Where is the Governor Zhang Lu, hasn't he returned yet from the dispatch of troops?"

"He can't do it."

The mound curled his lips and said.

He didn't look down on Zhang Lu. He was a member of the army, but he always wanted to be a captain in the war. Don't he know how many catties he has?

There was roaring and hissing sound from outside the camp door. The guard guarding the camp door opened the camp door and pushed aside the horse. Li Kun entered first, followed by the brigade guards, everyone with blood on their bodies.

Su Lu's pupils shrank. Where is Zhang Lu? Could something happen?

Li Kun got off his horse and got off his horse. He saw Su Lu. When he walked over, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, his guards next to him were sharp-eyed and held him up.

Li Kun pushed away the hand of his guard holding him, staggered over, his face was full of annoyance.

"Second brother, don't let Zhang Lu lead the army anymore. I don't know anything about it, and I'm still commanding blindly. In this battle, I won't say that there are countless deaths and injuries in the Yiwei camp, even Lao Tzu's deputy lieutenant went in."

Li Kun squatted down holding his head, his voice was full of sadness:

"This makes me tell the widow and orphans in his family, grandson, how come you can't help but fight like this!"

Su Lu let out a sigh of relief, as long as Zhang Lu hadn't died. The Left Army had one captain and one large captain. If Zhang Lu died, it could be said that he was the highest-ranking general who died in the battle of Xuanfu.

Zhang Lu was the last one to enter the camp. His armor was stained with blood, even the horses under him were stained with blood, and the horse's mane was covered with dark brown stains.

Instructed to treat the wounded soldiers, Zhang Lu ran back and forth until all the wounded were in the camp before Zhang Lu ran over to speak to Su Lu.

"Master Hou, Lu You are ashamed of your value. Although you won this battle, you have lost countless soldiers. Even the deputy lieutenant of the Yiwei Battalion has been folded in. Zhang Lu is incompetent, please give him your sin."

Su Lu pulled Zhang Lu up and said in a gentle tone:

"Victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers. If anyone can win a battle, the Nathul people would have been beaten away by us. It doesn't matter if you fail once. If you sum up your experience and continue to fight, let alone you still win."

Zhang Lu had a bitter expression on his face, looking at the **** soldiers of the Yiwei Battalion in the camp, and listening to the horrible howling from the camp, his voice was hoarse.

"Master Hou, please don't comfort me. I understand how many kilograms I have now. If the brothers of the Yiweiying camp are not fighting for their lives and Li Kun commanded properly, I will do it this time."

"Master Hou, I will stop fighting in the future. An Xin will rectify your logistics and sort out the army in the rear."

Zhang Lu was really frustrated this time.

These days, I followed Su Lu to lead the army and watched Su Lu win every battle. The Tulle who beat him cried and called his mother. I slowly forgot the fact that the camp was defeated repeatedly by the army of Tulle. I can also do it with me. Mentality.

After getting on board today, Zhang Lu discovered that if I can't do it, I can't, even if it's the same team, the same Captain Lieutenant, I can't do it.

Listening to Zhang Lu's words, Li Kun's dark face next to him has gradually lost his emotions. The second brother is right. Not everyone can win the battle, except for the second brother. Every battle will be won, as long as you fight under the second brother. , You can win every battle yourself.

After dinner, Su Lu was discussing military affairs with Zhang Lu in the handsome account.

"Report, the governor, report to the camp and report to the Czechoslovakian. The Right Army broke through the Wangxiang line of defense, broke the Tule Army, and drove the remnant Tule Army into the vast sea desert."

A messenger came in from outside the camp, holding up the document for the victory.

Zhang Lu came over from his seat, took the report paper, glanced at it, and handed it to Su Lu, his face full of surprise.

"The speed of the camp is so fast."

Su Lu looked at the newspaper document and nodded:

"It's very fast. The right-wing army should be led by General Xie. General Xie has been stationed in Tianlan City for many years. He has rich experience in fighting Tulle. If it weren't for General Xiao's opinion of men and women, he would not use General Xie. Luke will not necessarily be broken by Thule."

Zhang Lu has a different opinion: "Although the right road may not be broken, the left and middle roads have been broken continuously. Fortunately, General Xiao replaced General Xie in advance, otherwise General Xie's family will have another female general who will be loyal to the country. Up."

"Report, great victory."

Another messenger entered the camp holding a report of victory.

"The Central Route Army broke through Xitunling and marched into Yangping."

Zhang Lu looked at the report paper in his hand, his face was full of astonishment.

What's wrong with the middle road and the right road? Between ten days and two consecutive cities, this advancing speed is too fast.