warring states careerist

Chapter 236 Spear Penetrating the Five-Step Alliance ([-])
After the elite team that could be gathered around the king of Chu was assembled, the Sima of Chu asked the commander-in-chief to stop the elite night attack of the Mohists, thereby delaying the time and allowing the king of Chu to gather the forces he could gather at night to besiege the Mohists.

At this point, the situation has become clear.

Seen from a distance, the unchaotic camp of the Chu people has already lit an open fire, but they just stick to it and dare not attack.

Although the left and right wings also caused a certain amount of chaos, it was nothing compared to the chaos in the central army, where the elite Mohists advanced extremely fast.

The King of Chu hesitated for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong with the night attack tonight.

But this hesitation was only for a moment. He was worried that these Mohist elites had nothing to fear, and they only wanted to create greater chaos before retreating.

He wanted to break the city, but he also wanted to gain an advantage in the Jin-Chu struggle for hegemony in the future, and even more wanted to capture some Mohists today so that they could invite the Mohists into Chu after the siege.

After various considerations, the previous hesitation only lasted for a moment, and Chu Sima led the counterattack.

At this time, the elite of the Chinese army had assembled, so they could only order the nobles such as Zuo Yin and You Yin to go to the left and right, concentrate the soldiers in the camp, and encircle them from behind.

The king of Chu knew that what he needed was time, and what he needed was the time for the Chu army in the camps on the left and right wings to move towards the center and surround the Mohist elite from behind.

And at this time, you need your own Che Guang elite and Wang Shi warriors to create.

A moment later, I am afraid that those Mohist elites will retreat completely, and the morale will only be even lower tomorrow.

Chu Sima got an order that he could not ride in the car at night, so he used his armor to fight on foot, and led a whole team of nearly a thousand elites to move forward, and to disperse the retreating defeated troops and fugitives along the way.

These elites who can be assembled at night are either nobles, or the children of nobles, or the samurai class who have been trained since childhood.

They usually fight in cars, but when they don't need to ride, they are far better than foot soldiers. Although the formation is not neat, at least they can maintain the appearance of a formation.

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The elite Mohists and the volunteers from Peixian County, who had never been scattered in formation, were advancing. Gong Zaoye led people to disperse the gathering of Chu people several times.

He wasn't tired yet, and he also knew that those who charged with him were brave men who had been trained since childhood, so they wouldn't be tired for a while.

As for the volunteers in Peixian County and the Mohist guards on the two wings, they have not yet experienced large-scale battles, and their strength is accumulating.

Coupled with the night attack, the Chu people would collapse at the first touch, their morale was high, and they were ready for a battle.

Gong Zaoye stood near a boulder, recalling the map that he had drawn, and looked at the oil fire on the high altar to welcome the enemy in the distance, thinking that he was only two or three hundred steps away from the King of Chu.

It's just that if you want to force the Chu people to form an alliance, you can only do it within five steps, because blood can only be splashed for five steps!
In front of the boulder, a group of Chu people were marching towards this side with torches.

Some scattered Chu people, like those dizzy fish and shrimps washed by the torrent, or those who didn't know how deep they were, hit the torched Chu army formation and were instantly submerged.

"This must be the elite of the Chu army! This is the last defense before the king of Chu. If he can break through as soon as possible, the king of Chu will have nothing to do!"

Gong Zaoye was secretly happy, knowing that there would not be too many elites gathered at night, and now these people were probably all the elites around the King of Chu.

Originally, he wasn't worried about these people sticking to the camp, because he had two ways to deal with the camp.

One is that some people carry iron tools, while others carry enough gunpowder, which can explode as long as they get close to the camp. It is useless for these Chu people to stick to it.

Now that they are gathering to fight back, this is undoubtedly the best strategy before they know the true strength of the Mohist elite.

Gong Zaoye looked at the two sides and knew that the Chu people on both sides could not threaten his flanks in a short time. Although they were already timid, they had to guard against brave fighters if they seized the opportunity.

He knew that he could only break through the front defense as soon as possible, because these people in front might regroup after retreating a hundred steps, so they needed to keep chasing.

Once chasing, his formation will disperse, and then it will be the most dangerous time. The longer the delay, the more likely it will be broken by the Chu people from both wings.

Seeing that the other party was approaching, Gong Zaoye blew his whistle, and the sound of drums behind him suddenly became louder. Hundreds of people shouted in unison and stood together.

The soldiers of the Peixian Volunteer Division in the front row held their spears in their backhands and straightened them forward, knowing that the rapid drumbeat was telling them that the real battle tonight was about to start.

The two-winged ink men holding swords and shields or short spears also immediately lined up closely from the original loose formation, keeping the level with the Peixian volunteers in the middle.

Gong Zaoye and other strong men who could throw gunpowder mines stood behind the sword shield in a group of three, and put the saber back into the scabbard.

He held the fire rope in his left hand, and a black iron knot in his right hand, with a section of fire rope exposed on it.

Once again, the pottery whistle was blown, and the waist drum behind him began to beat slowly.

The morale of the rural teenagers in Peixian County standing in the front row of the volunteer spear formation in Peixian County is high. They have not had a chance to try a real battle tonight. The Chu people who got up dispersed, their hearts were extremely excited, and they regretted that they could not participate in such a battle.

They don't know what's so special about the Chu people on the opposite side. As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They may be afraid of the impact of chariots, but since they are also fighting on foot, they think that it is nothing more than that.

A spearman in the front row standing in the middle, listening to the sound of the drum behind him, just like training on a daily basis, knew that the sound of the drum meant to move forward slowly, and it was far from the time to charge.

He felt that the sound of the drum seemed to have some magical power, and he let his left and right feet step along with the sound of the drum.

"This is the left foot..."

He muttered, thinking that it took him a lot of time to learn to distinguish between left and right, and he also thought of becoming the spearman in the front row for this.

Thinking of it, so I have leather armor and a small copper shield, and I can get more money every month.

The money was paid by the people of Pei County. He had listened to Mohist propaganda countless times, and he also knew that the purpose of the money was to maintain the public will of the people of Pei County.

What is the general will of the people?
He thought about it, and thought of the Mohist's propaganda, that is, taxes are taken from the people and used for the people, and many other reasons that he thinks are very reasonable.

However, he also knows that among all peoples there is him and his family, so he is thinking about what he wants?What does your family want?
My younger brother is studying and writing with the Mohist at the township school in Pei County, my sister is still at home, and my elder brother and father have participated in the construction of canals in Pei County...

All this seems to be for one simple reason.

Live the life in that weird "July" paradise.

It used to seem far away, because their family fled to Peize to escape military service and taxes. When the poem "Promised Land" was sung, he thought it was a life that only ghosts and gods in the sky could live.

However, in just three years, the paradise in his heart moved from the sky to the earth.

There is grass to block windows, paper kites for children to play with, ghost peach cotton cloth that women can prevent, crops such as ghost finger sweet potatoes that yield several stones per mu, and plowshares that can quickly plow the land Yes, there are those iron tools that are rumored to be sharper than bronze and harder than stone.

He even knew that the gunpowder in the hands of Gong Zaoye and the others was what was rumored to allow him to reduce his military service after the completion of the Kyushu Paradise in the future.

Visible life is on the ground, so it is in front of you.

But now, all these lives are not legal and reasonable-because the governance of Peixian County is not in the hands of the people of Peixian County, but belongs to Song Gong.

From the time he came to Shangqiu, he knew why he was fighting.

For Song Gong?
of course not.Not only did he not know each other, but the whole family fled to Peize because of escaping from the army. Song Gong really had no reason to make him pay his life's blood.

For Shangqiu?
He is not from Shangqiu. Even if the Chu people conquered Shangqiu and the people of Shangqiu worked hard to build the city wall, it has nothing to do with him. It is impossible for the Chu people to go to Pei County to recruit them.

For Song Guo?
He thought of the Mohist's propaganda, what does Song State have to do with him?The state of Song belonged to Zitian, Emperor Sicheng, the Le family, and the Ling family, but it did not belong to ordinary people like him.

For the benefit of the world?

He felt that it was Mohist's idea and belief, and he might be able to benefit the world, but he was not Mohist yet.

So, after all, this battle is for the people of Pei County, that is, for himself.

In exchange for the autonomy of Pei County and the reasonableness and legality of those good lives with the military obligation of volunteers who are not attacking and helping the weak.

It would be best if Duke Song agrees.

He thought, if he did not agree, one day he would follow Mo Zhe and change to Song Gong.

He has no family hatred with Chu people, and he has no country, let alone national hatred.

He thought that fighting with Chu people today was only for his own benefit.But what is the reason for the Chu people on the opposite side?

He couldn't figure it out, so he felt that the Chu people on the opposite side were a little stupid, why did they take part in this expedition?Don't they have family?Could it be that their land nobles and the King of Chu will help with farming?Don't they have to pay taxes if they die in battle?

Nothing is possible, and there is no reason for anything.

So, when his right foot fell, he raised his head and looked at the opposite Chu man who he thought was of the same origin as him. He showed his relatively white teeth brushed with bristle bristles, and then bit down hard on the ground for a long time. Spit that turned into many bubbles spit out.

"A bunch of idiots."

Thinking this way, he clenched the spear in his hand.

Or because he was distracted, his left foot moved a little faster, and almost at the same time as he landed, he heard the sound of drums behind him, and his back twitched violently.

It was like being whipped.

No one beat him at this time, but just like during those few months of training, the fear of being whipped if he stepped on the wrong foot had been rooted in his mind, so he restrained his mind and tried to keep his pace with the waist drum. Rhythm.

There were no more weird voices in my ears. The shouts and chaos of Chu people in the distance seemed to be separated by a layer of woods, and they seemed to be the kind of temptation that I couldn't hear clearly.

It's like... just like last summer, in Mozhe's cornfield in Peixian County, I heard that babbling sound that made him blush, coupled with the smell of popcorn, I was so dizzy that I couldn't hear it clearly. Can hear my own heartbeat.

It's the same now, I can't hear those distant shouts and confusion, I can only hear my own heartbeat, the familiar drumbeat in my ears, and the sound of footsteps beside me that can make him feel at ease...

(End of this chapter)