457 Death Fight
However, it is self-evident what price this bait will pay.
"I'm going to go." But after a moment of pondering, Lin Yue and Deng Zifeng almost spoke in unison.
Deng Zifeng turned his head and smiled at Lin Yue, "General Lin Shen, don't fight with me, how many battles have you fought? I have fought for more than ten years, and I have more experience in such a thing than you. What's more... Compared to your Huben Camp, my soldiers... are suitable for bait. At that time, remember to let your brothers in the camp kill a few more Tartars on behalf of the people in my camp. It's easy to meet on the road to the underworld."
Deng Zifeng's smile was as bright as the sun in the sky, but he said that everyone had throat infarction and could not speak.
Qi Shen's eyes turned a few times and said in a deep voice, "Okay! Deng Zifeng obeyed the order!"
"The last one will be there."
"I ordered you to lead the troops in your camp immediately, confiscate the entire army's horses, and lure the enemy to the place where the enemy ambush ahead... Remember! Fight and retreat, be sure to lure the main force of the enemy to the place where my ambush."
"The last general takes the order." Deng Zifeng responded with a clang, then stood up, bowed to Qi Shenyi, and then clasped his fists at the generals, then strode away.
He looked awesome, but his steps were firm.
After a while, Deng Zifeng had already ordered all his troops and arrived in front of Qi Shen. He was carrying two big packages in his hand, "After this battle, I will trouble you and take my brothers in the camp home."
The bag was handed to Qi Shen carefully, and everyone knew what was in the bag.
"General Deng, after you go back, I'll invite you to have a drink." Lin Yue said with a smile.
Deng Zifeng laughed cheerfully, "You keep your word, don't say you can't afford to invite me!" Deng Zifeng was a huge number, and everyone in the army knew it.
Everyone was laughing, but none of them had his cheerfulness and open-mindedness.
Deng Zifeng looked up at his general.
Veterans in the army who have been in the long term know that when Qi Shen first entered the army, he started as a small soldier. At that time, Deng Zifeng was already a veteran. The two of them had fought and fought very much. They even alarmed Shangfeng and were punished with fifty military sticks.
Maybe they won’t know each other without fighting, but after that, they became good brothers who help each other.
How many times did Deng Zifeng become the shield behind Qi Shen? How many times did Qi Shen stand in front and block the knife that was slashing at Deng Zifeng?
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, as if everything in the past was gone, and they appeared in front of them quickly, passing by silently.
In the end, Qi Shen's throat was hard and condensed into a sentence, "...I have a good time... I take care of it!"
"Take care, General!" Deng Zifeng bowed his hand and fist at him, then turned around and took firm steps.
The wind that was rolling with snow suddenly passed by, bringing up his black cloak, and it made a crackling sound in the flying.
The sound of horses galloping towards the other end of the mountain road.
Deng Zifeng took two thousand people in his camp and the entire army from all four troops and horses, and left generously and resolutely.
Qi Shen withdrew his gaze, stood coldly and firmly under the commander's flag, and turned to face the soldiers who were obviously uneasy below.
"The front... is more than three times that of our Tartars! It's right there..." He raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction, "Just blocking our way home, waiting for our blood to sacrifice their swords. Their swords were still stained with the blood of our people in the Great Zhou, and the blood of our robes of our hands and feet. Now, he still wants to stain our blood. They say we are the Nan Wenman, and the men of our Great Zhou are as weak as women... I just ask you, are you convinced?"
These soldiers also knew that they would have a tough battle to fight. But no matter what, they did not expect that more than 30,000 Tartars were waiting for them in front.
The Tartars were always fierce. They all knew that the number of people was very different now. These soldiers were full of hearts and intuition that this time, they were finished.
But I heard Qi Shen's words, but I still didn't accept them.
He is a man with some blood, so he naturally cannot tolerate others saying that he is as weak as a woman.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "I don't agree."
Qi Shen frowned, raised his voice and asked again, "Do you agree?"
"I don't agree." This time, the voice became louder and louder.
"Agree, or not?" Qi Shen asked again.
"I don't agree. I don't agree. I don't agree." At this time, the voice finally sounded, piercing the sky.
Qi Shen was satisfied, "Okay! Then let these Tartars see the blood of our Great Zhou men, and convince them. Their number is more than three times that of ours. In other words, we only need to kill four Tartars by one person, and we can go home. Kill the Tartars and win this battle, and I will take you home."
Qi Shen raised his arms and shouted.
"Go home! Go home! Go home!" The shouts echoed through the sky.
"If you order to go out, you are only allowed to advance, but not retreat. If you flee in fear of war, you will be killed immediately and will not be forgiven."
"Get orders." Another tidy and uniform shout resounded through the sky, with a magnificent momentum.
The long sword in Qi Shen's hand suddenly unsheathed and pointed directly at the sky, "Fight to you to die!"
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
Below, the blood-colored cloud no longer had the decadent look that had just happened, and was stirred up with a burst of blood.
The morale of the army, the spirit of the army... This battle will never retreat even if it is difficult.
The fields were quiet, and only the sound of the north wind whistling in the mountains was heard with snowflakes.
Qi Shen squatted on a high place, looking down at the mountain road under his feet, without a moment.
There were three hundred people on each side of the mountain road, holding bows and arrows. The bow was full of strings and pointed the arrows, and they aimed at the mountain road.
Suddenly, the messy sound of horse hooves accompanied the sound of Jinge horses, coming from the other end of the mountain road.
Qi Shen was shocked and came.
"General?" Lin Yue rushed to Qi Shen's side and asked him to tell him in a low voice.
Qi Shen shook his head gently, and had to wait patiently.
Lin Yue understood, and the flag bearer behind him quietly waved the flag, and the four fields were still so quiet that only the sound of snow falling.
Lin Yue also squatted beside Qi Shen, staring at the end of the mountain road with him.
"Your Arqiong is about to give birth, right?" Qi Shen asked suddenly at this moment, his voice pressing down very low, only the two of them could hear it.
Lin Yue looked at Qi Shen, but saw that he didn't move, and his vision was still firmly fixed on that place. He almost suspected that it was his auditory hallucination just now.
But he knew it wasn't, and his eyes were slightly dimmed. He ummed, and a hint of warmth appeared in his eyes, "It's more than a month."
"You are going to be a father, it's really enviable." Qi Shen laughed softly, "Ah Qiong was pregnant at that time, and A Luan clamored to want a child. When the child was born, she didn't know how to envy him."
Lin Yue's eyes were slightly dimmed and he didn't say anything.
Qi Shen seemed to be just sighing casually, and his voice faded, and at the end, there was no more voice.
His eyes were still fixed on the mountain road. As the sound of horse hooves and other sounds of others were heard, he felt that the tightening sound of his back became closer and closer, his eyes became heavier and heavier...
Chapter completed!