The king behind the empress

Chapter 427 The Whistle of Death
After Mo Zizai waited for the Weapons Bureau to build the weapons, he personally led an army of [-] to Guangling City.

Because of the steam train, it only took them four days to reach Guangling City, and when they arrived at Guangling City, it was not long after Situ Yao had just launched the general attack.

"My lord, we came just in time."

This time, it was Gu Hongze, the commander of the Yulin Army who sent troops with Mo Zi. He first patted the scouts to check the situation, and after the scouts sent back the news, he said: "Situ Yao is attacking the city aggressively, and now the rear is empty. If we take advantage of the situation and fight out, we will definitely break his camp."

"Not in a hurry."

Mo Zizai shook his head, and did not agree with Gu Hongze's opinion. According to the news from the scouts, an army was being besieged by Situ Yao's army. If he chose to attack a large camp, he would definitely not be able to rescue the besieged army. army.

So Mo Zizai pondered for a moment, and then said: "Commander Gu, do you think we should save the besieged army first, or attack Situ Yao's camp first?"

"Of course attack first..."

When Gu Hongze said this, he suddenly paused. According to his past experience, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity must be to directly attack Situ Yao's camp.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, because now that Mo Zizai has something to speed up his cultivation, his previous experience is no longer applicable.

After Mo Zizai's accelerated army, the strength can definitely be the best in the world, and with their strength, they only lack experience. Take the distance of the Habayashi Army under his command. These old soldiers on the battlefield now have another With such a strong strength, he has enough confidence to let Gu Hongze lead this ten thousand forest army to defeat one hundred thousand enemies.

Although it is impossible for those besieged soldiers to transform into an elite army like the Habayashi Army just by relying on this bloody battle, it is enough to make them reborn.

Therefore, even if one more person dies in such an army, it will be a great loss.

Gu Hongze was silent for a moment, then asked, "What does the prince mean?"

"I want to save them first."

Mo Zizai didn't hide his intentions either, and said, "Today, besides them, the enemies of the imperial court include my fourth uncle, the Three Kingdoms of Wei, Lu, and Zheng, and the barbarians on the grassland."

"And now I only have so many troops in my hands. Although their strength has improved, they lack experience. My fourth uncle's frontier army and the barbarians on the grassland are all soldiers who have fought a hundred battles. Based on the current experience of the Shenwei Army , it will be a disadvantage if they meet their appointment."

"But now, although the aristocratic family's coalition forces have a large number of people, they are not strong enough. I think it would be better to use them to train troops."

People will die in war. Mo Zizai can understand this truth and accept it, but being able to die in battle does not mean that Mo Zizai will let them die in vain.

He can treat those family members as worthless, and he doesn't care about their lives, but he can't be so cold-blooded for these soldiers who are fighting for him. If there is a way to reduce their losses, Mo Zizi will naturally not take it. Their lives are going to be fought recklessly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to recruit these soldiers with such generous treatment. He could directly recruit soldiers like a family and use them as consumables. Recruit a group of equally powerful soldiers again, who can compare with him in terms of consumption.

"It's okay to use the family to train soldiers."

Gu Hongze pondered for a moment, but he didn't raise any objection. Although the troops of these aristocratic families are well paid and well-trained, there are not many who have actually been on the battlefield. Therefore, if they are used to train soldiers, the losses of the Shenwei Army can indeed be reduced. to the minimum.

It's just that the only thing that makes Gu Hongze a little suspicious is that the commander-in-chief opposite is Situ Yao.

Therefore, Gu Hongze asked with some hesitation: "It's just that the prince wants to train soldiers, will Situ Yao agree?"

Looking at the current situation on the battlefield, Situ Yao has already started a large-scale attack. He obviously decided to do so because he saw the city's plan to train troops, so how could he obediently cooperate with Mo Zizai's plan.

"There are many people in charge of the coalition forces of the aristocratic family. As long as you put pressure on them, what Situ Yao said doesn't count at all."

Mo Zizai took a few steps forward, looked at Situ Yao's camp, and said, "What's more, he has no choice now, if he refuses, I will kill him right now!"

The Habayashi Army is not the Shenwei Army in the city. Although their strength is a little stronger than the Shenwei Army, but as the iron-blooded elite who came down from the battlefield in the east, the [-] Yulin Army can wipe out [-] enemies without any effort.

Although Situ Yao had 50 soldiers, if he faced off with the [-] Habayashi Army, Mo Zizai could guarantee that it would definitely be the allied forces of those families who were defeated, not the Habayashi Army.

Because fighting is not about numbers, with the elite of the Habayashi Army, even if there is only one person left in the battle, they will still not take half a step back, but the family coalition army is different. Although the mob went too far this time, if they really want to fight together, Mo Zizai guarantees that they will never be much better than the mob.

Fighting against them, the Habayashi Army didn't need any strategy at all. They just had to stare at the soldiers of one side and kill them fiercely. As long as they collapsed the soldiers under this force, these fleeing soldiers would immediately attack their own front.

And on the battlefield, this is the most feared situation, because as long as one soldier escapes, it will drive a bunch of soldiers. If an army flees, the coalition forces of the family will collapse immediately.

Of course, if they fight like this, the Habayashi Army will definitely suffer a lot of losses, so Mo Zizai will not use such a tough fight unless it is absolutely necessary.

"General Gu, I will bring 1000 people into the city to help the besieged Shenwei army."

Mo Zizai opened his mouth and said to Gu Hongze: "You lead the Yulin army to camp here and cut off Situ Yao's retreat."

"If Situ Yao dares to escape, he can kill them directly without waiting for orders. Then I will lead people to attack in the city."

"Here!"

Gu Hongze responded, and then asked hesitantly: "My lord, you only brought 1000 people, isn't it a bit small?"

"A lot."

Mo Zizai laughed, and then said: "It's not like you don't know my strength. There are a thousand Yulin soldiers following me. Could they still keep us?"

"What's more, I'm going to take half of the Divine Bow Battalion. With them here, don't you have to worry?"

"Oh, that's fine then."

Hearing that Mo Zizai said that he would take away half of the Shengong Battalion, Gu Hongze, who was slightly worried, was instantly persuaded by Mo Zizai.

Before Du Yu went back to the north to summon the archers of the Divine Bow Battalion, but not everyone was as willing as Du Yu to join Mo Zizai, so Du Yu tried his best to gather only nine people. He was planning to come back just like this. Kou Yi found out about it.

Then Kou Yi made a deal with Mo Zizai with the archers of the Divine Bow Battalion. He was responsible for gathering all the archers of the Divine Bow Battalion and letting them serve under Mo Zizai's command. food for the environment.

With Kou Yi's prestige in the Tianmen Army, it took almost no effort to send all 36 archers of the Divine Bow Battalion to Mo Zizai's command.

As a special unit trained by Kou Yi back then, these sharpshooters are already quite strong, and now they have practiced under the effect of Mo Zizai's accelerator for the past few months, and the strength of the strongest one has almost reached the golden body level.

Moreover, after Mo Zizai incorporated them, he asked the Weapons Bureau to make bows and arrows specially for them.

Now these big and exaggerated bows and arrows in their hands are made of chalcedony, the whole body is white, it looks like a handicraft made of jade, and it has a crystal clear feeling.

But in fact, these chalcedony are not jade, but a special kind of metal, which is extremely rare and has both toughness and strength. It is an excellent material for making bows and arrows.

However, such a good material is not without its disadvantages, that is, it is expensive and rare. Mo Zizai searched the entire royal treasury, and the chalcedony he found was only enough to make twelve jade bows.

You know, the things in the royal treasury were accumulated by the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty from generation to generation. Chalcedony, which is very expensive but not very useful, is rarely used by the royal family when it is thrown into the treasury. The marrow has been saved by the royal family for at least one or two hundred years.

The royal family had saved up so much in 200 years, and it was only in Mo Zizai's generation that they had enough twelve bows and arrows, which is enough to prove how much these things are.

The arrows that go with the jade bow are a little inferior. After all, they are consumables, so they are made of black iron.

However, it is a little different from ordinary bows and arrows. Because of Mo Zizai's request, without affecting the accuracy, these arrows have been added a little bit of small craftsmanship, making them similar to Mingdi arrows that can make sounds. arrows.

In this way, the arrow flies in the air, because of its high-speed movement, it will make a loud sound in the air, but because the arrow speed exceeds the speed of sound, when the target hears this sound, the arrow has almost hit the target target.

Therefore, these twelve bows and arrows were collectively named the Whistle of Death by Mo Zizai.

"Du Yu, take your team and follow me."

The Divine Bow Battalion was divided into two teams by Mo Zizai. One team had 16 people, each holding six death whistles.

Du Yu, who was the first to join Mo Zizai, was naturally appointed by Mo Zizai as the leader of one of the teams.

"Here!"

Du Yu responded, and then directly led his team to follow Mo Zizai, while the thousand-feathered forest army that Gu Hongze had picked out for Mo Zizai followed closely behind.

……

Mo Zizai and the others appeared too suddenly, and they killed all the scouts along the way, so Situ Yao was not prepared at all, and there was no time to send someone to intercept them.

And after Mo Zizai and the others stepped into the battlefield, they happened to see Bai Changqiu under the banner from a high place, so Mo Zizai turned around and asked Du Yu, "Did you hit him?"

At this time, they were at least one mile away from Bai Changqiu, that is, less than 1000 meters. If it was before, Du Yu would definitely not be sure, but now.

He took off the death whistle on his body, then nodded and said, "No problem."

After saying this, Du Yu took out an arrow and put it on the bow. He didn't even draw the bow fully. After aiming for a moment, he let go of it.

"Hey~"

The sound of the death whistle resounded throughout the battlefield, and then Bai Changqiu was hit, and his whole body exploded.

"it is good!"

Mo Zizai saw very clearly that Bai Changqiu, who was dressed in white, had no room to dodge at all, and was directly shot to death under the banner, "Let's shoot together, apart from the generals under the banner, even the banner will be shot down! "

The sudden change stunned the generals under the banner, but before they could react, the death whistle sounded again on the battlefield.

It's just that this time it was no longer one sound, but several voices sounded at the same time, and the entire battlefield was suddenly enveloped by the sound of the death whistle.

"Shhhhhhhhhh..."

The eyes of ordinary soldiers didn't even catch the traces of the six arrows flying across quickly, and then these arrows had already reached the target.

"click~"

With a crisp sound, the flag bearer guarding the flag didn't even have time to stop it, and the flag of the Qianjiang army was shot down directly.

However, the arrows shot at the other generals did not hit all of them. After all, to become a general, the strength is not too weak. With such a long distance, and they are already vigilant, two generals succeeded. Dodged a bullet.

As for the remaining three who didn't dodge, they fell to the same fate as Bai Changqiu.

"It's a sharpshooter, hide!!!"

Kong Fan, the general of the Heavy Crossbow Battalion, was well-informed. After seeing the terrifying effect of being shot by an arrow, he immediately recognized that it was the attack of a sharpshooter.

Although the attack effects of those sharpshooters in the past were absolutely not so terrifying, but the use of arrows alone can cause such exaggerated lethality, except for them, there is no one else.

Hearing Kong Fan's warning, several generals on the camp platform quickly followed Kong Fan's footsteps, jumped down and hid among the crowd.

Only the flag bearer, after taking a look at Kong Fan and the others who jumped down, hesitated for a moment, then turned around again, and directly picked up the broken flag and held it in his hands.

"I am Xiao Bo, the flag bearer of the Qianjiang Army. The flag is here, and the people are here!"

As the flag bearer, his only mission is to protect the big flag. Everyone else can go, but he can't.

"Bang~"

As soon as the flag bearer raised the flag, an arrow hit him right away, but the arrow seemed to be deliberately deflected, and just passed by his ribs, so his situation was not as serious as that of Bai Changqiu and the others. Tragic, but only a wrist-thick gap was wiped out on the chest by Jianfeng.

But for him, such an injury was fatal enough.

Therefore, after standing on his feet for a while, he suddenly fell down, and it was only then that the belated whistle came to his ears.

The standard-bearer, who was lying in a pool of blood, heard the whistle in his ears, and murmured in his heart: "What a pleasant whistle..."

After flashing this thought, the flag bearer completely lost consciousness, and after the flag bearer fell, no one dared to stand on the camp platform.

　There should be another chapter today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)