Although the Lu Army flag galloped and moved, Lu Yao did not actually participate in the battle. The battlefield commander was Xue Tong, but he was still under the banner of "Lu".
Because the wound on the left rib broke several times while traveling back and forth at night, the large amount of blood loss made Lu Yao's face turn scary and pale. For this reason, his subordinates used a lot of fabric to bandage the wounds. The fabrics were wrapped back and forth, wrapped so tightly that he couldn't even bend over, and it felt like he had turned into a mummy that escaped from the Egyptian pyramids.
Lu Yao repeatedly opposed this, but the soldiers ignored his opinions and finally bandaged him like a treasure, forcing him to give up his desire to fight again.
It is obvious that generals like Lu Yao who can bring victory have been gained more and more support from the soldiers. However, Lu Yao himself actually only feels vigilant day and night.
Not to mention the choice when he was trapped in Qiao Xi's camp, he only said that after meeting with Xue Tong and others. At that time, including the reinforcements led by Xue Tong, the number of Jin troops was only one-tenth of that of the Huns. Moreover, when they attacked for a long distance, they were extremely tired. However, Lu Yao believed that the so-called way to see the opportunity was nothing more than unexpected. The key to victory was not the number of people, but the number of people who were prepared for attacks. The enemy would never expect that our army would attack again so soon, which was the opportunity that we could not miss. Moreover, although our army was tired, wouldn't the enemy be equally tired? Therefore, he opposed the opposition and led the team to march overnight, forcing the enemy camp again in the early morning. Before launching the attack, he sent soldiers to temporarily slaughter grass men, grass horses and other things, spreading them in the mountains and forests as if they were suspicious.
The situation was indeed as Lu Yao's plan. The Jin army's retaliation was obviously beyond the enemy's expectations, and the suspicious soldiers bluffing in the mountains and forests also had a good effect. The panicked Hu people could not organize effective resistance at all, and were killed by the Jin army and dismantled their armor. It took less than half an hour to fight, but the Hu people's casualties were probably more than a thousand.
In the hearts of the soldiers, this obviously added a halo of complete plans to Lu Yao. However, Lu Yao himself knew that he had been thinking hard for several hours of calculation and operation, and such heavy pressure almost overwhelmed him.
Lu Yao took a deep breath and exhale deeply. He pressed his metacarpal bones and made a plaid sound, as if the heavy pressure would gradually fade with his subconscious movements.
At this moment, he was surrounded by more than a dozen personal soldiers and immediately stared at the battlefield on a higher hill in the northeast, silently watching the dense figures rushing back and forth. From this perspective, every movement of every army, every warrior, and the fighting of every warrior are clearly visible. The route of the Hu people's escape and the trajectory of gathering and dispersion are also vivid in my mind.
Since reviving the memory among the Shangdang mountains, this is Lu Yao's first independent command of a real battle. This is different from the fierce battle where a man in Funiu Village splatters blood for five steps, and the battle of winning against the Guo family fortress, but a battle between countless soldiers' lives and deaths and deaths.
Those Japanese princesses who belonged to their old subordinates when they were in power, those remaining Bingzhou Army who were loyal to them when Jicheng was reorganized, and even those miscellaneous Hu soldiers who were incorporated into the Jinyang Army at Banqiao, Lu Yao knew almost everyone and understood everyone's thoughts. Most of them were forced to the point of desperate situations by this world to become soldiers. What they wanted was nothing more than a meal, but what they paid was war and death that would come anytime and anywhere. And so many living lives were completely in Lu Yao's hands.
When the fighter is only Lu Yao himself, Lu Yao believes that he can become a cruel and ruthless killing machine. Killing the enemy or killing with the enemy is such a simple choice, which will not bring any wavering or hesitation. However, when his judgment can determine the life and death of hundreds or thousands of warriors... Lu Yao is vigilant day by day, deeply feels the responsibility he shoulders.
But people's hearts are so unpredictable. Looking down at the battlefield of fighting, Lu Yao also felt a strong feeling. He seemed to have become a chess player who looked down on all living beings, using thousands of troops as chess pieces, and using the general trend of the world as bets. In the past, the worries and self-blame arise from the death and injuries of the soldiers disappeared, and replaced by the complacency and satisfaction of mastering the life and death of countless people. This is a strange feeling he has never experienced before, so it makes people feel excited.
If you shoulder responsibility, you will inevitably have power. That's right, this is the intoxication brought by power.
Lu Yao suddenly woke up and felt distracted. He calmed down his emotions and smiled bitterly. In such a dangerous situation, people die every moment and every second, and he could still think of directions such as responsibility and power that have no practical meaning. Sure enough, can't the habits of poor literati be changed?
At this moment, thunderous cheers came from the southern end of the battlefield.
It was Xue Tong who led his army to catch up with a group of Hu people who were fighting and leaving. He rode his horse and danced his sword, rushed into the enemy's Gai Center like lightning, and cut down the heavy guard flag with one knife, then killed more than one person around and drove out the horses. Almost all of his armor and war horses were stained red by the enemy's blood. From a distance, it seemed like a blood-drained lion, biting and trampling in the enemy's formation.
Under Xue Tong's repeated attacks, the Hu people were unable to organize an orderly retreat. They could only repeatedly gather and flee and then be killed and separated, and there was even a situation where some people trampled on each other in order to escape. It is really unimaginable that the Hu soldiers in the Northern Xinjiang who boasted with their bravery would be so embarrassed.
Seeing this situation, even the personal soldiers following Lu Yao showed eagerness to try, wishing to rush down the hill and fight. Especially for young people like Chu Kun and Yang Ruo, they were very strong in their qi and blood. Although they had bloody battles last night, their courage did not diminish at all. Several people were looking at each other behind Lu Yao, and they only wanted to recommend one person to come forward to fight.
And Lu Yao suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Hmm?"
In his sight, a small Hu army that was not scattered appeared. The troops initially had only twenty or thirty people. They moved on with an extremely outstanding battlefield and avoided the attacks of several Jin troops, and gradually increased to more than a hundred. At this time, they did not retreat, but began to advance slowly and firmly, accepting and integrating the defeated troops along the way, and finally occupying a camp abandoned by the Huns.
Xue Tong soon noticed this Hu army. He mobilized his troops and used infantry and cavalry to attack and test them one after another, but they were resolutely repelled by the Hu people. Xue Tong couldn't help but be furious. He roared like thunder, and quickly gathered the Jin army that had been scattered in several places, forming a larger combat unit to force the enemy. But in this way, more Hu people who were originally scattered and dispersed were given a chance to breathe.
Lu Yao suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the leaders of this Hu army. After the Battle of Daling a few months ago, wasn’t he the same? He gathered his troops little by little under the crisis of defeat of the entire army, moved his positions step by step, and repelled one after another of pursuers?
Although the Jin army still held absolute initiative from the perspective of the entire battlefield situation, Lu Yao knew very well that with the efforts of this small Hu army, the key points of the change in the battle situation had already emerged.
After all, the Huns had maintained a huge military advantage of more than several times, and no matter how hard the Jin army tried, they could not annihilate it. As long as the Hu people recovered from the temporary chaos, they could easily see through the small tricks they had arranged in the mountains and forests. They would find that their side had not been attacked by the main force of the Jin army. They only needed to show the courage to counterattack, and the counterattack would inevitably win.
For the Jin army, the advantageous situation and the failure outcome are only one line apart. The Hu people seem to be about to find this thin line.
"There are smart people in the Huns... We should retreat. It is important to know that too much is not enough." Lu Yao waved his hand and said, "Send the order and call the gold to withdraw the troops!"
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Chapter completed!