Before taking action, Guo Dajing had judged that the deeper he went behind enemy lines, the lower the enemy's vigilance would be and the empty the guards would be.
Obviously, Niu Lu'e Zhenwencha is using practical actions to prove Guo Dajing's analysis and judgment.
Even though he saw the smoke, Wen Cha did not realize the seriousness. He just thought that a small group of enemies had sneaked in to harass, and the garrison at Anshan Station was operating as a warning.
Even the Dongjiang Army's gang of beggars could only carry out these sneak attacks and harassments. Wen Cha felt that he was very experienced. After seeing the warning, he came with one hundred, fifty or sixty men on horseback.
Not only did he want to chase away the Dongjiang troops who dared to harass them, he also wanted to pursue them fiercely and hang their heads on high poles to show them how powerful they were.
Seeing that the smoke was still rising, Wen Cha felt relieved. He judged that the enemy was coming from the south and was naturally attacking the southwest gate. The beacon tower in the northeast was still in hand, which meant that Anshan Posthouse was not in serious trouble.
"Speed up!" Wen Cha ordered loudly, clamping his legs between the horse's belly and increasing the horse's speed again.
Arriving at the enemy before they could escape, he rushed out of the fort and hacked them viciously. Wencha seemed to have predicted the next outcome, as if he saw the enemies fleeing in panic and being hacked to death one by one.
In the grass, woods, and rocky mountains, pairs of eyes were fixed on Jianlu who was approaching from far away. But Jianlu didn't notice it, and without even pausing, he rushed into the passage.
Swallowing hard, Feng Xijian tightened the rope in his hand and stared at Jianlu's rear team. As the officer in charge of the mines on the top of Shishan Mountain, he firmly remembered Guo Dajing's instructions.
"When Jianlu had twenty or thirty men left, he ordered the mines to be pulled." This was the data calculated by Guo Dajing. It was not very accurate, but it also tried to ensure that the mines and rocks would cause greater damage to Jianlu.
"Fire!" The long-awaited command came out of Feng Xijian's mouth, and he pulled the rope hard at the same time.
Boom! After the loud noise, stones flew down in the rising black smoke.
There was only an interval of one or two seconds before explosions rang out one after another. A small team of soldiers was responsible for detonating the explosions, but they were all a series of thunders.
In order to inflict maximum damage to Jianlu, Guo Dajing planted more than a hundred landmines, including several with added materials, stuffed in the crevices of the rocks.
Large and small rocks either fly up and fall down, or roll down the mountain directly. Due to the acceleration of gravity, when they fall to the ground, they already have considerable impact force.
The one after another explosions covered up Jianlu's screams and screams, but one could see the Jianlu people tumbling on their backs in the falling dust and mud, and it was chaos.
Several tripping ropes were suddenly pulled up, and several small trees fell down, blocking the path of Jianlu's running.
Blocked in front and cut off in the back, the Jianlu cavalry was blocked on this narrow road and became a dying snake.
Landmines continued to roar and explode on the roadside, and sharp gravels shot out, giving another violent blow to the Jianlu who were in chaos under the attack.
The explosion was an order. The crossbowmen who had been lurking in the woods and grass for a long time aimed at the target and fired arrows of hatred at the enemy.
Half of them were killed or injured before the war started. Guo Dajing's harsh words before the war basically came true.
Rocks were smashed on the top of the mountain and mines were exploded on the roadside. Before the Jianlu people could react to the sudden attack, they were already suffering numerous casualties.
People screamed and horses neighed, and gunpowder smoke filled the air. Amidst the rain of arrows, the remaining Jianlu hurriedly fought, but they were already struggling to the death, and their death was determined.
On the path at the foot of the stone mountain, the corpses of captives and horses were strewn across the ground, mixed among the rocks. Under the fire of crossbowmen in the woods on the other side, all casualties were quickly lost.
The Jianlu outside the road were blown to pieces by landmines. Under crossbow fire from the woods on both sides, they had nowhere to hide and suffered heavy casualties.
What made the stubborn Jianlu feel powerless and desperate was the clever concealment of the enemy. Looking around, the enemy could rarely be seen, and only arrows could be seen shooting out.
Obtaining the greatest victory at the smallest cost was Guo Dajing's requirement. There was no charge, no close combat, just waves of crossbows.
Wencha's howl stopped abruptly and he fell to his knees. Another crossbow arrow hit him from behind as he was using his war horse as cover.
He had been hit by four arrows, and the blood under his body was already bright red. The bloodletting effect of the prismatic arrows was very obvious.
Wen Cha's strength was rapidly disappearing, his hands were weak and he was dizzy, and he could no longer even draw the bow.
As his vision gradually blurred, a dozen of his men rushed into the woods risking their lives, but were knocked to the ground one by one by arrows fired from the front and back.
His mind was in chaos, and Wen Cha didn't know what to think, or he didn't think about anything at all.
There was just one thought that was very clear: he was going to die, under random arrows, under the enemy's insidious ambush.
The crossbow arrows were still passing through the air, but they were no longer as fast as rain. There were only a few stubborn Jianlu soldiers resisting, and it would take time for the crossbowmen to find their targets.
Guo Dajing shot the last arrow and then put away the crossbow.
The battle was basically over, and the scene was tragic and bloody. Bodies were scattered on the road that stretched for nearly two hundred meters. The howls and roars of the captives became smaller and smaller, being overshadowed by the neighing of injured horses.
An injured horse neighed sadly and tried to stand up, but then staggered and fell down again.
Poor! Guo Dajing felt pity for the dead and injured horses. He couldn't help but let out a long breath and slowly stood up from behind the bunker.
Figures appeared from the grass and woods, forming a fighting formation, and slowly pressed towards the road.
No Jianlu could stand up anymore, and those who were injured could only breathe a few more breaths.
One hundred fifty or sixty Jianlu were all wiped out in this way?!
Including Liu Xingzhi, all the officers and soldiers participating in the war expected victory, but they never expected to win so easily.
There was no charge, no fighting, not even shouting or yelling, just the crossbows and arrows fired. There were also casualties, but the arrows fired by the rebels who resisted hit a few unlucky soldiers.
The role of camouflage and concealment, and the role of bunkers, are finally revealed, and no one will complain about hard work anymore.
"What a pity for these war horses." Liu Xingzhi shook his head and sighed, lamenting over the death and injury of nearly a hundred war horses.
Under the random arrows, the man and the horse could not be separated so far. It was already good to get fifty or sixty horses.
Guo Dajing was helpless as he watched the soldiers kill the injured horses one by one so that they would suffer less.
"Don't bring too many things, it will be too heavy when you retreat." Guo Dajing said this, but he made up his mind to disperse his men and put the dead horses, armor, and weapons into the space.
If he hadn't had this convenience, he wouldn't have been able to carry all the weapons with him. This was an enemy-occupied area, and he had to retreat in a hurry, not move.
Liu Xingzhi took the order and left, urging the soldiers to speed up the cleaning of the battlefield.
The ambush has been advanced, but the time for retreat has not changed. After eating a hot soup and a hot meal, and taking a short rest before setting off, one night can greatly improve the safety factor.
The Anshan Posthouse became busy again. A large amount of horse meat was distributed, roasted on the fire, cooked in pots, and became dry food for the commandos and the people.
No one knew that Guo Dajing, the last one to come back, had already cleaned the battlefield even more cleanly and had accumulated a batch of food and supplies in the space.
Guo Dajing's plan was to retreat along the original road, destroy several manor houses owned by Jianlu, and rescue the people in several villages.
When you came here, you were cautious for fear of being exposed. It wasn't because you didn't have enough strength. But you didn't have to think so much when you went back. The information was already clear, and there weren't many people in the manor and village, so it wasn't very strenuous to fight.
Moreover, most of the roads they took were not main roads. Even if Jianlu wanted to pursue them, they would not be able to take advantage of the speed of the cavalry.
When the setting sun cast its afterglow on the earth, dyeing the mountains, woods, fields, and castles red, the commando team drove out of Anshan Fort in an orderly manner and quickly disappeared into the falling night.
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The morning sun was warm and comfortable. Sister Li Xiu came to the yard and observed the peppers and tomatoes planted again.
The seedlings have emerged from the soil, and are tender and green. There are still a few drops of dew on the leaves, which can make people feel the vitality of life.
The soil was still loose and not dry. Sister Li Xiu checked it carefully before going to wash and cook.
This was planted by Guo Dajing and her together, and it had extraordinary significance. She hoped that it would grow up soon, bear fruit, and cook Guo Dajing's favorite dishes.
It had been seven days since the man left the island to fight, and Sister Li Xiu remembered clearly. The man had said that he would be able to come back in a few months at most, but she hoped that the days at most would not count and that she could come back as soon as possible.
"Axiu." Sister-in-law Sun invited Sister Li Xiu out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "The meal will be ready in a while. You go and call Xiaoni, um, Ronger and Xiucheng!"
Sister Li Xiu smiled bitterly. Although Sister-in-law Sun and Sister-in-law Wang had good intentions and did not let her work, they had nothing to do all day long, which made her very uncomfortable.
Alas, apart from some housework, what can I do?
Sister Li Xiu did not think of herself as some kind of general's wife, with clothes on her hands, food on her hands, food on her hands, mouth to open, and maids and servants to wait on her.
But others don't see it that way, especially these villagers, who see Guo Dajing as their savior and their biggest support.
Regardless of their love for the house or their affection for Sister Li Xiu, everyone took great care of her. In name, they were supporting General Guo, but in fact they were providing enthusiastic assistance.
Rong'er and Li Xiucheng were called up, and after dinner they went to Murakami's school to read and learn.
This was Guo Dajing's new move after arriving in Guanglu Island. He only spent some food to hire a scholar from the village as a teacher. He was not even a scholar, but he could teach children, which was enough.
Chen Youshan was busy with the work arranged by Guo Dajing and had no time to teach Sister Li Xiu. Now it is the other way around. Ronger and Li Xiucheng teach her what they have learned every night.
The days are ordinary, but Sister Li Xiu is very satisfied. Apart from worrying and missing her man, this may be the most peaceful period for her.
Because of the victory in the war to aid Korea, the imperial court reimbursed food and salary, and coupled with Pi Dao's business, the lives of Dongjiang soldiers and civilians have improved somewhat, and there is no risk of starvation for the time being.
The situation on Guanglu Island is better. On other islands, I still count the expenses and think I can survive longer. But Guo Dajing is very generous. In addition to buying grain from the south, as well as the materials in the space, they all become his. Confidence.
In fact, after Guo Dajing entered the island, the lives of the people on the island have improved, but it is not too obvious. But it can be seen with the eyes and felt with the eyes. For the simple people, it is worthy of happiness.
Guo Dajing's reputation has been established, and Sister Li Xiu's inconvenience has increased.
She wanted to go out for a walk and do whatever she could, even if it was to go to the beach to pick up some seafood. But most of the people in the village knew Mrs. Guo, and they knew her characteristics even if they had never seen her.
When meeting people, she would salute respectfully and greet them with a smile. After one or two times, Sister Li Xiu was no longer willing to show her face.
A country girl from a poor family has really never seen the world, and she doesn't know what it means to enjoy happiness. She has a simple diet and peace of mind. Even if she is tired and miserable, she is still very satisfied.
"Sister-in-law Sun." Sister Li Xiu stopped Sister-in-law Sun who had finished washing the dishes and asked, "I see you brought a lot of rags and old clothes to put on the soles of your shoes. Are these all for Brother Sun to wear?"
Sister-in-law Sun smiled and said: "How can he wear so much? I work for the army and I also support the family. Twenty pairs of shoes can be exchanged for one liter of food!"
"Is there still this matter?" Sister Li Xiu's eyes lit up and she asked: "What other jobs are assigned to the army, is it just making shoes?"
"In addition to shoes, there are also socks, gloves, face masks, and sleeveless clothes with many pockets." Sister-in-law Sun answered truthfully: "These are women's jobs, and men's jobs are even more. "
Sister Li Xiu nodded repeatedly and had an idea in her mind. She could not be idle at home and live a more fulfilling life.
Sister-in-law Sun laughed and said, "You don't need to be tired, and you don't need that little food."
"Find something to do to avoid being bored." Sister Li Xiu said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll help you do it first, and then I'll get used to it."
Sister-in-law Sun didn't refuse anymore. It was boring to do the work by herself, so the two women just talked and chatted, which was good.
In fact, the biggest feeling of the people in Guanglu Island is not that they have more work, but that they have work to do and food to take. Don’t underestimate one liter of food, which is less than two kilograms. You need to mix some wild vegetables and other things to make porridge. Eat for several days!
The key is to have comparison, so that people can feel the change, the good change.
In the past, I had to find ways to get food by myself. On the island, apart from picking up some seafood, what other way was there? Now, we follow the regulations and provide food without delay.
Guo Dajing is well aware of the principle of "promoting kindness and fighting against hatred". It is impossible to provide too many benefits to the people at once. Gradual improvement will make the people more enthusiastic, hopeful and motivated.
The army's clothes, shoes, gloves, wicker helmets and other equipment are all outsourced to the common people, which reduces a lot of burdens and allows them to concentrate on training and improving combat effectiveness.
It's not that a beggar-like army cannot win a war, but if there are better conditions, why not work towards better standards?
A strong army and a powerful army are just four words, but how many troops have been able to do it from ancient times to the present?
Sufficient food and pay enable soldiers to support their families; providing support for their wounded and dying, so that soldiers have no worries. This is a higher standard, and it is also the goal that Guo Dajing must gradually achieve.