Three Kingdoms: I don’t want to fall in love in troubled times

Chapter 196 Never run away from the enemy

The leaves are falling.

Under the action of ethylene, auxin and defoliation, just a breeze blows, and the connection between the petiole and the branch will suddenly break and spiral down.

The Yellow Turban cavalrymen opened their eyes wide as if they were in a deserted place. The saber in their hands had just been swung out, but the next target had already been locked - an officer warrior who was running hastily. Look at the equipment that covered his body, who should it be? The bodyguard of a high official.

Such people, when they were still farming, probably wouldn't have dared to look at them. If they made the master unhappy and were casually chopped into pieces, their death would be in vain, and they might even be regarded as The head of the rebels counts as a battle achievement.

But now the offensive and defensive forces are different. It is the turn of these mud-legged men to wield their sabers to chase down the hawks and dogs of the imperial court.

Like a brutal hunt.

The thing is so ridiculous. When they were farming the land honestly and paying taxes to the Liu family emperor and countless officials under him, they were plundered in an orderly manner, brutally and unprovokedly killed, and died. There is also a charge of being a yellow turban bandit.

But when they were driven by various reasons - whether voluntarily or coerced, they really put down their hoes and picked up their swords and guns. When they looked around, they found that no one dared to ride on their heads and dominate them.

and then?

They are free, and then habitually and naturally inflict whatever they have endured on those who are weaker.

Relying on disorderly violence, these submissive peasants not long ago transformed into the backbone of the Yellow Turban team, giving priority to the looted materials and women who had lost their asylum.

The endless supply of wine and meat, the wanton desire to vent, the scene that was originally only in their dreams, suddenly became a reality the moment they picked up the butcher knife, and they only had to obey the orders of the Yellow Turban Immortal Master and fight against those officers and soldiers. Just fine.

Just like it is now.

Since the Taiping Dao uprising, the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans have never seen any decent counterattack by the government troops. They often disappear early. Even the sporadic battles are just one-sided massacres - no matter how high-ranking the government troops are, Personal martial arts, no matter how sophisticated weapons and equipment, must be able to be used to their fullest potential.

The Yellow Turban Cavalry was thinking about killing the high-ranking guard and snatching his armor, but his attention was pulled back by the dull feeling of the saber embedded in the bone. He was still not skilled at cutting people. This sword was swung sideways, but it was stuck in the shoulder blade. , it was difficult to pull out for a while.

The unlucky guy who got stabbed let out an exaggerated scream, with a sad cry, and tried to say something with tears streaming down his face.

Even with his back turned, he could hear the man who had been stabbed was begging for mercy, desperately begging for mercy.

"!@#￥ (Qingzhou swear word)"

The power to control life and death was truly in his hands. He couldn't help but curse, his face flushed with excitement, and every hair on his body was about to stand on end - now he realized that the first half of his life had been in vain!

In this world, no matter who is more ruthless or cruel, who is more careless!

People like this who dare not turn back and fight for their lives when they are about to die are worthy of dying in mourning and becoming a pile of rotten meat in the mountains, to be eaten clean by wild beasts!

When I thought of Butu Dao, I suddenly felt that the world was vast.

Feeling that he had understood some kind of truth in the world, he struggled to draw his saber and was about to declare the death sentence of the man in front of him as a strong man. The next second, the black armor warrior appeared out of nowhere and chopped him horizontally with a sword. break.

The leaves in the air swirled several times with the wind brought by the charge, and then fell leisurely.

"Miscalculation." He didn't care about the psychological activities of the dead souls under the sword. Feeling the sluggishness of the blade cutting into the human body, Xu Jiashu murmured: "If I had known better, I should have taken a ring-head knife."

Although the spear was good, it was somewhat difficult to use when Dong Bai was behind him, forcing Xu Jiashu to draw out the sword fixed with a silk belt around his waist. In horse fighting, he was mostly chopping, which was far less convenient than using a knife, which made him quite To be anxious.

It also takes some time to form a temporary position with vehicles. In order to gain this time, he must attack first, especially to hunt down the cavalry among the pursuing troops to prevent them from harassing them, or to send back the news that the official camp is here. Yellow turban top brass.

In addition to Xu Jiashu, the elite Xiliang guards and Lu Lingqi also focused on the Yellow Turban cavalry. Among them, Miss Lu's efficiency was the most terrifying - she didn't know what stimulated her, but she fired every arrow with anger. The force was like thunder, shooting down the enemy's cavalry one after another, it was like the king of hell.

As the saying goes, shooting the first bird, these intrusive Yellow Turban cavalry were quickly wiped out under targeted hunting. Xu Jiashu also had a good idea of ​​the quality of his opponent.

With the Yellow Turbans' disastrous logistics management level and the quality of their soldiers, it is basically impossible to maintain a large-scale cavalry unit. Every cavalryman is a treasure, and it will be difficult to replace it in a short time once it is lost.

When the enemy's situation is unclear, he dives into the trap for the head and loot in front of him.

This kind of performance can only be said that the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans unfortunately encountered a waste like Jiao He, which caused the level of fighting to never keep up. No wonder they were beaten everywhere after the disaster in Qingzhou, and finally had to surrender to Cao Cao.

"withdraw!"

Still maintaining the military style of treating every word as precious as gold, Xu Jiashu ordered the guards to retreat.

The main reason for taking the initiative was to prevent the Yellow Turban cavalry from harassing the defense line. Since the strategic goal had been achieved, it was natural to proceed steadily and wait for Liu Bei to bring the main force of the official army for reinforcements.

if not? More than a hundred people rushed out to find the main force of the Yellow Turbans for a decisive battle?

It's not "Dynasty Warriors" either.

This time, without waiting for Dong Bai's signal, the guard captain had already agreed and accepted the order - he was also a veteran of battles. He had seen how famous generals like Dong Zhuo and Huangfu Song fought, so he knew that this was a time lag. , eating up the enemy's vanguard.

Although it was only a small-scale encounter, it could not be compared with the large-scale scenes where famous generals commanded tens of thousands of people at every turn. Judging from the adaptability shown by this pretty boy, at least he was not an armchair strategist.

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Xu Jiashu didn't expect that the guy who always argued with him would become so cooperative. The words he had prepared were stuck in his throat for a while. He lowered his head and silently wiped the flesh and blood on his sword to relieve the embarrassment.

"A man from Xiliang always only cares about his ability." Dong Bai, who was behind him, said, "If you convince them, you will be willing to fight with them."

As a person who resembles an outcast, the people of Xiliang have always looked up to a fierce man who can help them win wars and make a fortune - Dong Zhuo was such a person at the time, so even if he did all the bad things and had a bad reputation, he would not He prevented the Xiliang army from obeying his orders.

"Oh, it would be better if you are generous and generous," Dong Bai thought for a while and added.

Hearing this, Xu Jiashu's sword-wiping hand froze.

what is this?

"Dong Bai teaches you step by step how to control the Xiliang Army"?

Before he could think about it further, Miss Lu's scream sounded across the battlefield again, but it was not because of jealousy.

"The army from the other side is coming here in a steady stream," Lu Lingqi reminded loudly, "If you don't leave, if you are surrounded by people, you will never have a chance again!"

"it is good!"

Xu Jiashu made a prompt decision, turned his horse's head and was about to return to the position. He couldn't help but feel lucky that he had killed dozens of cavalry just now. Seeing that his precious horse had suffered heavy losses, the enemy general would most likely not dare to send the rest to die.

With the advantage of mobility, people like him can run away easily.

"Wait!" Miss Lu stared at the rising smoke in the distance and stopped Xu Jiashu's retreat. "Their cavalry is coming again. We may not be able to get rid of them."

! Xu Jiashu couldn't help but be horrified - he subconsciously regarded the enemy generals as normal people, but forgot that both the officers and soldiers on the Qingzhou battlefield and the Yellow Turbans were stinky chess baskets, and they could not be inferred using common sense.

The enemy's situation was still unclear, so the cavalry who were supposed to be in charge of reconnaissance were greedy for credit and rushed forward. The enemy general didn't wait for the spies to report back, and threw in the remaining cavalry without hesitation, playing a game with the whole family!

Could this be the legendary master of colored pencils?

"Don't worry," Xu Jiashu asked, "How many cavalry are here?"

If it's a small group of cavalry, it won't have much of a delay effect on your own side, and you can even consider eating them before leaving; but if there are a lot of them, it will be troublesome.

After all, there are only over a hundred people here. Once dispersed by a large number of cavalry, it will be almost impossible for the rebel army to reorganize. At that time, everyone will have to rely on their own ability to escape. Even if they suffer heavy casualties, they are lucky.

"The smoke and dust are billowing, making it difficult to see the whole picture." Based on her years of herding experience, Lu Lingqi still gave a number, "at least five hundred."

More than five hundred?

Theoretically, it's not much. If we were in the Liangzhou base camp, such a small number of people would be just a gift to Xu Jiashu's armored cavalry, but this is Qingzhou, and there are only a hundred people under his command at the moment, and they are still borrowed.

"Deputy envoy, what should I do?"

The guard captain came back again and asked this question.

Everyone can see how good Lu Lingqi's eyes are. If she said five hundred people came, then it must be five hundred people.

After the previous battle, he knew the level of the Yellow Turban Cavalry.

To change the scene, let alone sharpshooters like Xu Jiashu and Miss Lu, he himself was confident enough to eat these soldiers and generals head-on.

But considering that these cavalrymen are also followed by the main army of the Yellow Turbans, these wastes seem a bit tricky - they cannot be stuck, otherwise it will be a complete dead end!

How to do?

The enemy army was approaching at full speed, and Xu Jiashu had to make a decision immediately, otherwise he would never have the chance to give orders after the battle.

"I'm still not used to turning my back to others." Xu Jiashu put his sword into its sheath, picked up the spear, and said with a smile to everyone, "Especially when they still want my life."

In this case, once the order to retreat is given, there is no chance to turn back and fight--if you don't want to be overwhelmed by the enemy's forces.

Rather than leave your back to the Yellow Turbans and pray that their bows and arrows and throwing knives and axes are far away from you, it is better to deal with them on the spot.

At least it's close to the camp, and reinforcements will arrive on the battlefield soon.

Those are the three Taoyuan brothers. It’s not too much to believe, right?

"Leader!"

The guard captain turned around to inform his men, but was held down by a pair of hands.

"Take it," Xu Jiashu handed him a small yellow flower. Seeing his confusion, he explained: "It is a herbal medicine that can refresh your mind to some extent if you hold it in your mouth."

As he said that, he stuffed another piece into Miss Lu's and his own mouths.

The [little yellow flower] that was noted as everlasting was planted by Xu Jiashu in the courtyard of the outer city of Chang'an. It was originally just an unintentional attempt, but it was actually fed by him.

It can bloom in the wind even in the cold winter months, and it is worthy of the name of endless life.

The flower has five petals in total, and they were all picked before leaving.

Lu Zhi had been given medicine before. I mean one petal was used to make tea. Now life and death were at stake. Xu Jiashu didn't care about hiding his secrets and used the remaining three petals in one go.

Regardless of the reliable character shown by the guard captain, just because he is the direct superior of these guards, if he were to die on the spot, it would definitely have a devastating blow to morale, which would be a loss in this department.

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The guard captain took the little yellow flower. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but his expression was a little awkward.

"Little pretty boy", this Xiliang man suddenly stopped calling him the deputy envoy. Instead, he called out the title he had shouted many times in his heart, "I don't care whether herbal medicine or not, you have to protect my young lady. If she If you lose a hair, this flower will be planted on your grave."

After saying the harsh words, he stuffed it into his mouth, tightened the reins and dispersed to the side.

The so-called maneuvering means to avoid the head-on collision with the enemy's main force and harass them on the flat and wide battlefield on the river bank. Of course, it would be better if a few can be killed without warning. However, as a secret weapon, stirrups can only be used at present. In Anding County, it is really difficult to play mounted shooting.

Xu Jiashu held the [Little Yellow Flower] in his mouth and felt indescribably comfortable all over his body. But if he really wanted to say what was different, he couldn't tell.

It can only be said that it is unexpected. After all, in the low-demon world, there will not be any magical medicine that defies the heavens.

It seems that any heaven-defying buffs such as infinite strength or enhanced five senses are out of the question. Xu Jiashu said he did not dare to try whether it could make wounds heal quickly. As for whether he could be resurrected from the dead.

Here are the flowers for you to try!

He and Dong Bai temporarily retreated to a nearby hillside - it was said to be a hillside, but in fact it was just a slightly higher mound of dirt, and observed the Yellow Turbans' formation from a distance.

It can only be said that there is a reason why the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, or the Qingzhou soldiers in the future, have not produced any famous generals. At first glance, the formation has no structure. It is just the cavalry in front and the Chinese army in a mess behind.

Queen? No.

Left and right wings? can not tell.

Reserve team? What a joke!

Xu Jiashu could only smile bitterly in silence - I laugh at the lack of strategy in the Yellow Turbans and the lack of intelligence of the enemy generals. If my Xiliang Iron Cavalry were here, with just a little seduction, they would get a hearty victory by rushing around this formation!

The Yellow Turbans naturally noticed this arrogant black armor warrior, and a small group of cavalry spontaneously changed their route and separated from the larger group to catch the lone big fish, but they fell into Xu Jiashu's hands.

"Three," Dong Bai poked half of his head out from his shoulder, "Is that okay, Xu Zimao?"

Hearing this, Xu Jiashu breathed a sigh of relief and almost failed to carry it.

For now, just think of it as a child who is ignorant and just having fun.

Muay Thai warning next time!

"As long as this, this, and then that", he made some gestures and said to Dong Bai behind him: "That's it!"

"This is no child's play." Dong Bai gave him a dissatisfied hammer, "Be serious, Xu Zimao."

snort!

Xu Jiashu said disdainfully, today I am going to see how far I can go without relying on the simulator. With my supreme wisdom, my lifelong martial arts, and my invincible qualifications, [Wushuang] will be launched, let me see Your limit!

He took a hard sip of the little yellow flower in his mouth and took the initiative to rush towards the enemy cavalry.

(End of this chapter)