Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 119 The most treacherous official in the ages, probably has no chance to play!

In the dark night, he wanted to shoot a Panyu soldier holding a torch dozens of steps away, and he would kill him with one hit.

Undoubtedly, it requires extremely strong eyesight, and even more so, extremely rich shooting experience, both of which are indispensable.

After all, looking at the light of the torch from a distance, it is the size of a fist, and the Panyu soldier holding the torch may use his left hand or his right hand.

As long as you can't see clearly, or your prediction is wrong, or your shooting skills are poor, it is impossible to hit the face accurately!
The black-faced military judge shot three arrows, and the first three torches fell to the ground...

The shouting of the owner of the torch also stopped abruptly, and he didn't even make a scream. Obviously, he was directly shot to death...

This amazing shooting skill made Rong Hechi envious, and also made a group of Yue warriors stunned, and then they revered and cheered: "The decree is mighty~!!!"

The black-faced military judge raised his hand to stop everyone from cheering. Seeing that the Panyu soldiers who were chasing him had put out their torches, they stopped shouting and shouting. They seemed to want to fight in the dark, so they shouted in an unskilled Yue language: "Collect!" Withered grass and dead branches are bundled into clusters and ignited, and thrown to the front and left and right of the formation."

"Try to throw as far as possible, and don't leave any flames in the formation!"

"After throwing, step back twenty steps!"

He finally understood that these newly trained Yue soldiers were courageous, but it was impossible to expect them to adapt to the situation and make tactical adjustments at any time during the battle, just like the Panyu soldiers.

Including Chi, the young head of the village, is stronger than Baijiang Rong, and can probably strictly enforce the combat regulations, but there is still a long way to go to hone the ability to adapt to the battle.

Therefore, to deal with the old Panyu soldiers, he can only take over the command in person, otherwise even if he wins, it will be a miserable victory!
woohoo-

When the Yue soldiers heard his order, they gathered the dead branches and grasses under their feet, wrapped them around their arms and made them into fire ropes, ignited them into fireballs, and threw them vigorously around the formation of little mandarin ducks.

The fireballs were thrown one after another, igniting more dead branches and grass leaves around, and the fire light flourished, illuminating the surrounding area.

And the five small mandarin duck formations, after throwing the fireball, retreated back again, hiding in the darkness.

As a result, the plan of the Panyu soldiers to approach in the dark was completely in vain. As soon as they approached, they were illuminated by the fire and had nowhere to hide, and became the target of the mandarin ducks.

shhhhh--

Puff puff--

Arrows shot out from the darkness, and one after another Panyu soldiers who were exposed fell to the ground.

The Panyu soldiers were completely enraged, and either raised their shields to cover their bodies, or used arm armor to cover the vital points of their faces, screaming and charging into the darkness where the feathered arrows were shot.

However, in order to prevent the concentrated killing of thunderbolts, they scattered and charged, and there was no formation at all.

And a single Panyu soldier, even if he is wrapped in armor and made into an iron can, how can he defeat the small mandarin duck formation with both offensive and defensive skills and a combination of long and short soldiers?

The Panyu soldiers who rushed through the range of the fire plunged headlong into the darkness, followed by screams one after another.

After a while, it fell into silence again!

"Ah, my eyes~!!!"

A Panyu soldier screamed and ran out of the darkness. His hands, head and face were covered with numerous small wounds, and his eyes were dripping with blood.

This type of injury was obviously caused by the iron-pointed wolf whip sweeping away the weapon, and then being swept in the head and face again!

The Panyu soldiers who screamed and ran back rushed into the burning dead branches and leaves, and then their armor was ignited by the flames, making even more screams.

The rest of the soldiers from Panyu rushed out a few people holding shields, trying to help put out the flames, but they were shot by random arrows in the dark, screaming and fell to the ground until they were shot to death by random arrows.

In this way, no one dared to step forward to help, and all the Panyu soldiers could only vent their anger and shoot feather arrows into the darkness to fight back...

He could only watch helplessly as his companion who turned into a human torch was burned to death amidst horrific screams...

At this moment, in the eyes of the Panyu soldiers, the darkness behind the fire is no different from a ferocious beast that chooses someone to devour, and no one dares to rush to attack!
But it is impossible to retreat. The Panyu soldiers who had fought old battles quickly made tactical adjustments after venting their anger.

Or choose to go around, bypassing the dead branches and grass leaves ignited by the fireball, wanting to go around and attack the rebels in the dark.

Or someone followed suit by lighting a torch and throwing it into the darkness in an attempt to see clearly what the hidden rebels were, and then deal with the battle.

Then, the soldier who chose to go around and attack was chosen by the soldier who threw the torch, and shot a wave of feather arrows, killing several people by mistake on the spot...

Because the rebels in the darkness had already retreated dozens of steps back.

The armored soldiers who went around and attacked, and the armored soldiers who were thrown torches, regarded them as rebels and shot fiercely.

At the same time, they were shot again by the mandarin ducks who had regained their footing.

The armored soldiers who went around and attacked were considered unlucky. They were shot by their companions behind them and shot by rebel crossbowmen in front of them.

Under the blow of crossfire, one fell in a moment!
When they realized that they were accidentally injured by their companions and shouted loudly, they could stop the soldiers who threw the torches.

This is the disadvantage of fighting in the dark, as long as you are farther away, the light of the torch is not enough to distinguish the enemy from us!

But the companions stopped shooting arrows, and the mandarin ducks in the darkness kept shooting and killing the Panyu soldiers who were exposed to the light of the torches.

The number of Panyu soldiers who were killed and wounded twice in succession was less than half of the number when they started the pursuit. They completely lost the courage to fight again and had to retreat out of the mountains in embarrassment!
……

The black-faced judge put away his bow and arrows. Seeing the fleeing figures of Panyu soldiers in the flames, he did not dare to lead his army to pursue them.

Because he knows that as long as he pursues, he will change his offensive and defensive positions. These newly trained Yue soldiers will become the prey of Panyu veterans instead!
He handed over the commanding power to Tun Changchi, a hundred generals, and said, "Go back, and meet at the scheduled location."

Rong Hechi bowed his hands respectfully: "Here."

A group of soldiers cleaned up the battlefield a little bit, seized dozens of armored armor, and hurried to the scheduled meeting place.

It was already dawn when they found the main force.

The [-] Yue soldiers had almost no losses in the night attack, and all of them had already returned.

They are the last to come back!

Zhang Liang was dying of anxiety because of the loss of a group of troops. When he saw them coming back, he let out a sigh of relief, grabbed Rong He and scolded, "Mao Maozi, what's the matter? You came back to gather so late? No Did you see the retreat fireworks?"

However, he did not pursue the responsibility of the two leading the troops to separate from Jiang Qi.

Because, last night, he, the five hundred generals, seemed to have become a bare-bones commander, and it wasn't just this group of people who left the command of the generals and flags.

If it wasn't for the protection of short soldiers, he, a general of five hundred, would have been decapitated by the Panyu rebels!
Moreover, the two five hundred generals who attacked the camp from other directions had the same experience, so don't be too speechless.

Qin Mo has already issued an order, this time the credit goes to the others, all the officers who can't restrain their subordinates, down to the grassroots commanders, up to the three five hundred generals, will all receive ten lashes.

"We saw the retreat fireworks, and we were also the first wave to withdraw from the Panyu camp..."

"But as soon as we withdrew from the camp, we encountered a group of Panyu cavalry soldiers, and we were walking around in the mountains with them, so we lost time!"

Rong and Chi hurriedly explained each other.

Zhang Liang was stunned, and looked at a group of soldiers, and found that they had only [-]% armored rate, but now all of them wore armor, and all of them were armors that had not been dyed grass green.

Not all Panyu elites are equipped with iron armor. Rattan armor and leather armor are the mainstream. Panyu elites who can all be equipped with iron armor are still cavalry troops.

Most of them are the forbidden army of King Panyu, the ace elite among the elite!
This Tunyue warrior was able to escape from them and captured so many armors, Zhang Liang really couldn't say anything to reprimand him.

His complexion turned slow, and he even said with a strange expression: "You... don't know if it's bad luck? Or luck?"

"There should be only this cavalry in Mali, the support troops sent by the King of Panyu. They arrived first, and you were the first to withdraw from the camp, just in time."

"When the other Tunshi withdrew from the camp, they didn't meet the Panyu reinforcements at all. They ran for several miles before the Panyu infantry came to the camp!"

Rong Hechi looked at each other in blank dismay, and could only smile wryly, expressing that there was nothing to say.

Zhang Liang also stopped teasing the two of them, and asked them to join other villages, while he said to the black-faced military judge: "Minister Qin has ordered that the grassroots military judges of each hundred teams must hand in the officer's report as soon as possible. The records of wartime performance and the records of the missionary officers are mutually corroborated."

Mission officers are scarce talents, and out of [-] Yue fighters, there are only two of them.

Zhou Qingchen and Chun Yuyue!
As for last night's surprise attack, Qin Mo seemed to have anticipated it. He was worried that the two old men would be trapped in the camp and would not be able to get out, so he did not let them fight with the army.

Just let them choose a favorable terrain outside the camp, and together with Feng Jie and Li Si, use binoculars to observe the performance of the officers during the war.

Therefore, except when they started to attack the camp, the two old men could observe the performance of the officers.

After that, it was completely a sheep-herding battle. Even if the two old men had eyes all over their bodies, they still expressed their powerlessness.

Altogether, the two mission officers' records of officers' wartime performance were poor and almost useless.

The records of the grassroots military judges are needed!
"Here."

The black-faced military judge bowed his hands to accept the order, and then took off the small bamboo tube at his waist, poured out the brushes, ink sticks and paper inside, and prepared to write the performance of the officers of the [-]th Regiment during the war.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet."

Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in embarrassment: "Prime Minister Qin has another military order, this raid on the night battle, the credit goes to others, but..."

"However, it is not good for the officers of the various ministries to restrain their subordinates, so they must be whipped ten times in public!"

Suddenly, the black-faced military judge took off the whip he was carrying, and said expressionlessly, "General Zhang Wubai, please gather his subordinates and call a few other military judges. Let's execute it now."

Zhang Liang: "..."

Sure enough, it was the old Qin Jun. The vigor of order and prohibition made people... really want to strangle him to death.

Later, in the entire rendezvous camp, the sound of whipping and unbearable screams sounded one after another.

……

Qin Mo, Fusu and the four old men walked amidst the sound of whippings and screams.

"This night attack is all about success, Prime Minister Qin doesn't need to punish him too severely." Zhou Qingchen tried to persuade him.

"Not so, they don't have a long memory, and the future will be even more embarrassing."

Qin Mo said a word in a deep voice, and then said: "The missionary officer grasps the military law thinking, and the truth grasps the army to fight. Zhou Xuanjiao doesn't need to say much."

Zhou Qingchen was so choked that he looked at the other three old men in blank dismay.

Qin Mo was easy to get along with on a daily basis. Although he insisted on being independent, he did not put on airs as a prime minister, and all officials respected him.

But this time fighting with the army, they discovered that Qin Mo had a completely different face in the army.

You can raise your opinions, but as long as the order is issued, you will not allow others to question your authority at all, it is very domineering!
"The food and grass of the Panyu army were completely burnt last night. According to my estimation, the [-] troops of the King of Panyu still have a few days of food and grass with them at most, and it will not exceed three days."

"In three days, the whole army in Panyu will drink the northwest wind!"

Fusu changed the topic and said with a smile.

Qin Mo nodded: "I don't know if the King of Panyu will divide his troops and march. If he dares to divide his troops and march, we may fight again and return to Tieshan Camp."

If an army of [-] soldiers were to eat in the mountains and forests without dividing their troops, most of them would starve to death when they arrived at Iron Mountain.

Even, the whole army collapsed and fled separately!

And if the troops were divided to eat in the mountains and forests, then it would be the mandarin duck formation. Qin Mo didn't mind, and was looking for trouble with Panyu's elite.

At the very least, all the thousand and five hundred Yue soldiers should be covered with iron armor.

Where does the iron armor come from?

Of course it was captured by killing the enemy!
"Well, why don't you see Sima Zhao?"

Li Si slapped his forehead suddenly and asked curiously.

The so-called Sima Zhao was naturally Zhao Gao, the Sima of the Chinese Army. He was sent out by Qin Mo last night and led thirteen sentry cavalry as the vanguard to disrupt the enemy camp and create opportunities for the other three sides.

But...now...it seems...haven't come back yet?

Feng Jie looked around, but he really couldn't find Zhao Gao's shadow, so he grinned and said, "Don't be trapped in the enemy's camp and didn't come out?"

Fu Su also said: "Isn't Zhao Sima good at arching, riding and arching? Why..."

He didn't say the word 'useless' after that, but the meaning has been conveyed.

Qin Mo shook his head: "For the first time on the battlefield, it is inevitable that you will make mistakes in panic."

"I hope Sima Zhao is fine, otherwise it's really hard to explain to His Majesty... Well, the truth must be credited to Sima Zhao!"

He said so, but in his heart he was a little...excited.

Yes, excited!
When he came to this era, many things had changed. Fusu had already been crowned prince by Yingzheng, and his mother had also been crowned queen, her position was extremely stable.

Zhao Gao, the most treacherous minister of all time, probably has no chance to play his role.

But Qin Mo just couldn't help it.

Because of killing Zhao Gao, I really have a sense of accomplishment, not worse than Xiang Yu and Liu Bangcha's sense of accomplishment...

Cough, ashamed, ashamed!

Tread-tap-

Qin Mo was feeling ashamed in his heart, when suddenly there was the sound of hurried horseshoes in the distance, and the unique sound of horseshoes stepping on the ground.

Qin Mo didn't hear the warning horns from the surrounding whistles, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Zhao Gao is still lucky!
(End of this chapter)