Sweep the World

Returned to carry out a second attack, happily harvesting the hustle on the periphery. After retreating, he did it again in about an hour. The third attack directly made Yao Yimai couldn't help it anymore. He jumped like a thunder and chose to attack. .

　　 Fighting in rainy weather will be more cruel than usual. Even a warrior with no martial skills, as long as he slips on his feet accidentally, the survival rate is definitely not much higher than that of a soldier who does not know how to use martial arts.

The warriors of the Qiang and the Huns were quite furious. They couldn't do things that were too high and difficult. They could only choose to fight hard, and then it was difficult to dodge the spikes of the spears in that row, and they became one after another. Dead body.

It’s more reasonable not to revive the soldiers because of anger. Yao Yibuy sent his headquarters to fight against the morale of the Han, and the Jin soldiers played with them vividly. They did not do too complicated things, nothing more than to match the robe as much as possible. Standing shoulder to shoulder, listening to the command pierced the spear in his hand.

　　 With Jin soldiers and some tribal armed forces advancing frontally, and Liu Yan personally led his troops in from the flank, there was hardly any accident, and the Hu Ren was immediately shaken.

　　 "Master, look for the opportunity to retreat!" Qiu Lin Cifu had a terrible expression. He said, "He has been attacked one after another, and the hustle has no fighting spirit. It is not worth it to take the headquarters against the morale of the Han Dynasty!"

　　 Of course, Yao Yibu knows that it is not worth it, but...at the beginning, he was going to give up the hustle and set up a trap, waiting for the hustle to be abandoned, but they led the army to retreat. ?

　　 But... Yao Yibuy also knows that it’s not like going on like this, is it really taking the headquarter to fight? If there is a great contribution to destroying the Han Tribe, no one in the court takes the Han Tribe seriously, or it is not their turn to earn credit. They risked heavy losses to destroy the Han Bu. Can gain and loss be proportional?

　　Listen, the morale on the Hanbe side is high, they are marching in line, some people are singing, what are they singing?

　　 "Within Liuhe, the land of the emperor. The west is covered with quicksand, and the south ends in the north."

　　 Huanghuang Zhengyin, concealing the screams and other sounds, as if the thunder explosion in the sky could not be stopped.

　　 "There is the East China Sea in the east and Daxia in the north. Wherever there are people, there are no ministers."

　　 The singing voice was unusually loud, and the sound of steps was rolling forward. Facing the singing opponent, not only were they frantic and frightened, but the so-called big clans also stepped back.

　　 "Gong covers the five emperors, Ze and the cows and horses. Don't be free from virtue, and each is peaceful."

The four-character singing voice seems to have some magic power. Yao Yimai's expression is like that for an instant. He has read a book, he has really read a book. Only after reading a book can he know what it is singing and can understand the poetry. What is the power of the text.

Qiu Lin Cifu has never read a book, but he can see the enthusiasm on the faces of the opposing soldiers and soldiers. It is a real enthusiasm. He repeatedly chanted "All the world, could it be the king's soil. The shore of the land, could it be" Wang Chen", brandishing his weapon, everyone seemed to feel that he was doing something right and wrong for a moment.

They are not Chinese, and they don’t know the importance of "Poetry" to Chinese people. They just sing "The Poetry" to fight one foreign race after another, and they sing "The Poetry" to kill one foreign race after another, making the original The land that does not belong to oneself, after burying the opponent, becomes one's own sacred and indivisible territory.

　　 Foreign races do not understand the influence of "Poetry" deeply hidden in the blood of Jin people. As a modern person, Liu Yan can feel it, but in fact it is not so profound.

Look at those Jin dynasties who sang "Under the whole world", they stepped in forgotten their lives, and when they met the enemy, they stabbed the spear in their hands. The focused expression on their faces and the firm eyes were so different from those in normal times. Two people.

　　【Can poetry enhance the combat effectiveness of Jin people? 】

　　 A similar idea was flashed in Liu Yan's mind. He had been paying attention to the movement of the Hu people and found that there were already Hu people retreating.

　　 [But it's not suitable for chasing...]

　　 It is true that although the rain has decreased, the land has been stepped on too muddy, and it will fall over when fighting, making it even more inconvenient to chase and run. Furthermore, although there are rests during the period, the physical strength of the Jin soldiers is really exhausted, and some strength should be left to cope with possible accidents.

　　 The Hu people retired, and the Jin soldiers cheered loudly. They didn't know who started the head again. One, two, three... all capable of moving and cut off the head of the Hu people.

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

　　 "I'm not dead?" Ah San was not cutting the enemy's head. He supported a wounded robe, seeming to think that what he said was unlucky, and it was rare to explain: "I mean, what happened to your arm?"

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

　　 This is the first time since the misunderstanding that the two of them looked a bit like chatting, but the battlefield was not a good place for chatting, and soon there was an order to gather.

　　 Maybe it's because the gods made the beauty, the rain became smaller and smaller, and then it stopped, making it easier for people to clean up the battlefield.

　　Cleaning up the battlefield is nothing more than making up for a blow to the surviving enemy, looking for something that you 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 is really good. Liu Yan was still worrying about how to take the wounded back. Now there is no problem.

　　Actually, they searched a bit later and found a lot of things. The suspicion of dried meat is that human flesh did not dare to ask for it, but a small amount of cattle and sheep is good, and plant food is basically absent.

　　 The sky is still densely covered with dark clouds. I don’t know when it will rain again. Considering that it is not appropriate to stay for too long, and there is not much careful searching, Liu Yan should lead the people to withdraw. This time, he withdrew directly to the camp.

　　Because of the victory and return home, most of the Jin soldiers were happy. Most of them rode in horse-drawn carriages, but they seemed a little comfortable.

　　 Liu Yan was quite relaxed at first, but later his face became unusually serious because he found Yao Jing's team. Of course he didn't know that Yao Jing's team was cavalry, but he could think about it, should the Hu Renzhu sent to attack the camp?

　　 [The camp is not panicked, so Ji Chang led the people to guard it strictly, and did not give the nonsense a chance to attack? 】

　　 Thinking, recognizing, Liu Yan didn't want to face the team, he began to change his course consciously.

　　 It was drizzling and the terrain was not absolutely flat. As long as it was not close to a certain distance, it was really difficult to find out what was far away.

　　 Because of the advantage of detection, Liu Yan never met Yao Jing's horse team ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but it was night when he returned to the camp.

　　 It was only one day. The number of people who fought was about 1,500, but only 1,101 people returned to the camp alive. Because of the habit of cutting off the first level of merit, Ji Chang quickly counted the number.

"My lord, this battle won the first level of 2741." Ji Chang looked extremely excited: "Not every enemy's first level will be cut off. In general, it should be about five thousand. The result?"

　　 Liu Yan was holding the **** soup and stood in the wooden row house and looked out.

　　 Soldiers returning from the battle will be offered a bowl of **** soup to quench the cold, and they want to drink again and call for the auxiliary soldiers holding the kettle. A piece of joyous singing and laughter did not stop on the soldier's side. I don't know who started to take the lead again, and they sang "Qin Shi Huang Ji. Langxietai Carved Stone" again.

"After this battle, the Hu people already know that it is not easy to destroy the Han tribe." Ji Chang looked confident: "The Lord also ordered the'Jingguan' outside the camp after the meritorious deeds. This will surely shock Xiao Xiao. From the perspective of the villain, I am afraid that there will not be unopened tribes who will invite the battle."

　　 Liu Yan was 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 600 people who dared to fight were killed or injured...", he saw Liu Yan look over, knowing that his loyalty object likes clear data: "War dead and missing two There were a hundred and seventy-three people, and forty-five people were seriously injured. Almost everyone has minor injuries, but... they will be our seeds, the seeds of the Han Dynasty. With them, the emperor can create real among the refugees army!"

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