Brother Tan was a little confused after receiving the order.
Immediately he asked Wei Ting: "Old Wei, according to the information you told me, the opponent only has 1,800 people to attack. Do you want me to send troops, or do you want me to lead my own troops?"
"It doesn't matter. It's just an attitude to send troops according to His Highness's wishes. It means protecting shortcomings." Wei Ting told Yuchi Gongyi according to his own understanding. Yuchi Gongxin said that he would personally lead the troops. Those 1,800 natives cannot afford to lose this person.
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A deputy general was summoned in front of Wei Ting. The deputy general shook his head when he heard that there were only 1,800 natives.
"If we don't fight, this man can't afford to be humiliated!" The deputy general was making excuses but didn't want to go.
Yuchi Gong had no choice but to darken his face: "I don't care, anyway, you are going to kill those more than a thousand natives."
"Destroy it." The lieutenant general responded with a dry smile.
"Then you go!" Yuchi Gong signed the order and kicked the deputy general out with his feet. He said to himself that if he was a general who led troops to fight the natives, he would be laughed to death when he returned to Chang'an. The general must have the right skills.
A battlefield worthy of the status of a general.
Li Yuanxing didn't take this matter to heart at all. Just as Wei Ting said, Li Yuanxing just said to let the fight go.
Once the fight has been fought and the attitude is clear, that is enough.
Zhao Lu was shocked. He just went to borrow some weapons and asked him to wait in front of the barracks. More than half an hour later, a young captain came out: "A certain Zhaowu captain Cheng Hualiang, serving in the Tang Dynasty
Marine Corps, ordered to go into battle. Send some guides to lead the way!"
The deputy general didn't want to go to war either. He was only a fifth-grade general after all.
A group of young lieutenants were idle, and finally ordered Cheng Huailiang to fight. Anyway, this boy would definitely not return to Chang'an. After arriving at Haiya, he would definitely follow his father and Cheng Motou to garrison Haiya.
Cheng Huailiang was also idle, and the orders given to Cheng Huailiang by the deputy general were completely different from those given by Yu Chigong.
Zhao Lu stood up and saluted: "A certain Zhao Lu, the defender of Halong Bay Military Port."
"Then, let's fight against the enemy together!"
Zhao Lu has summoned more than 200 people, but when he looked at Cheng Huailiang's 200 people, the equipment gap was too big. Cheng Huailiang's 200 people were definitely armed to the teeth, and each of them had a strong body.
They are not comparable to the thin soldiers here in Halong Bay.
The road to the seaside is much better than the inner tropical rainforest, but compared to the plains, it is more difficult to walk than the dense forest.
Forty miles, Cheng Hualiang and others walked for almost two hours before they arrived.
A village built on the mountain was surrounded by thousands of people. When the people surrounding the village saw the people coming, they stopped attacking and watched the people coming from a distance.
Cheng Huailiang did not order formation, nor did he order preparations for battle. He held his chest with one hand and his chin with the other, looking at the people surrounding the stronghold with a strange expression.
Zhao Lu was puzzled: "What worries does Colonel Cheng have?"
"Ah!" Cheng Huailiang didn't know what he had said, so he thought for a while and said to Zhao Lu: "General Lu, please do me a favor and ask your people to guard our equipment. It would be a big trouble to throw any of these equipment back.
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"That's no problem!" Zhao Lu didn't quite understand why they were asked to guard the equipment.
Seeing that Zhao Lu agreed, Cheng Huailiang quickly took off his equipment and threw it on the ground. At the same time, he ordered: "Everyone, disarm."
The people surrounding the village were also a little confused. These people looked like well-equipped regular troops. They were probably the ones who killed Zhao Lu. Looking at this posture, Zhao Lu seemed to have surrendered. But how could these people come before the battle?
He threw away all his weapons.
While those people were wondering, Cheng Huailiang used his saber to cut off a relatively strong tree stick. After putting it in his hand to test the weight, he shouted to the 200 sergeants behind him: "Copy, guy!
Catch them all alive. Whoever dares to chop him with a knife will be drilled by this school when he returns home."
Don't use a knife, use a stick.
When Zhao Lu was confused, Cheng Huailiang had already rushed into the crowd, holding a stick in each hand, and knocked out four or five people in the blink of an eye. The two hundred sergeants behind him were all naked and rushed into the crowd with sticks in their hands.
Only a civil servant holding a pen and paper did not move. He only listened to the junior official muttering: "Fight, abandon your armor. Use your bare hands to fight the enemy with wooden sticks. The enemy is too weak to bother fighting."
"So strong!" Zhao Lu is also a martial arts practitioner. He didn't feel it at first. In a few breaths, half of the opponent's 1,000 people fell down. They only used wooden sticks here, and they were still rushing and fighting. It can be said that
Relying solely on personal force, without any tactics or better weapons.
"May I ask why Captain Cheng is so confident?" Zhao Lu asked the scribe.
"General Zhao's question is useless. Those people are as thin as firewood. Judging from the formation, they are not formally trained sergeants. There is no difference between these people and ordinary civilians. Not to mention that He Xiaowei belongs to the Three Great Heroes of the Tang Dynasty.
, even the low-ranking city guards disdain these people to fight. If according to the art of war, first use bows and crossbows to suppress the formation, and then attack in sequence, such a battle will be like a battle between a strong man and a child, and it will insult the military power of our Tang Dynasty."
"Insult?" Zhao Lu really couldn't figure it out.
The scribe sighed: "General Zhao is also a martial arts practitioner. He is rich in martial arts and poor in literature. Our regiment actually has two hundred combat soldiers and one hundred auxiliary soldiers. The daily food is five hundred catties of meat and two hundred catties of eggs.
, five hundred catties of fine food, three hundred catties of fresh vegetables, and one hundred catties of beans. I wonder how the food of General Zhao’s men is like?"
The meat alone is 500 kilograms a day.
Zhao Luxin said that there were soldiers here and there. From what he knew about the Sui Dynasty, five hundred kilograms of meat was distributed to the sergeants. Calculated by calculation, even if it was distributed to an army of 20,000 people, it would be top-quality food.
While Zhao Lu was in a daze, Cheng Huailiang's side had finished fighting, and not one of the thousands of people was standing still.
Cheng Huailiang was cursing people there, and it seemed that a few sergeants were disgraced.
"You bastards have disgraced the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. You can still win against these weaklings. Go back and add a hundred palm pressures to each of you every day. Bastards, you are really bastards." Cheng Huailiang scolded
Then, he shook his neck in excitement, thought for a moment, and then cursed loudly: "You vegetables, you didn't even break a sweat, and you all fell down."
Many people were just knocked down, but even more pretended to be stunned, and no one dared to raise their heads.
Who is coming here? He is so powerful that it makes people scared.
"It's too weak. That's their home base, so I gave them to them by the way." Cheng Huailiang screamed strangely.
Zhao Lu felt a chill. The Tang army was stronger than he had imagined. He could no longer think of the people in front of him as ordinary soldiers. They were like an army composed of hundreds of martial arts masters.
Wear armor and equipment again.
The distance was only more than ten miles, and the people from the surrounded village of more than a thousand people came out and tied them all up. They had no idea how to deal with them, so they had to lock them up first.
After half an hour of rushing, the opponent's camp was knocked down in just a few breaths.
Zhao Lu counted carefully. The Tang army fired a total of twenty-six arrows. No one was killed. The arrows all passed through the opponent's shoulders, only hurting people but not killing people. After rushing into the camp, they all used the back of their swords or the wood they had just taken.
Sticks. Apart from using knives to destroy those fences, no other weapons were used.
"Is that equipment just for decoration, to look good?" Zhao Lu's men asked in a low voice.
"Do you think it's possible?" Zhao Lu asked with a sneer.
After the battle, the camp remained invincible despite the combined attack of Zhao Lu and the village fortress. In the end, two hundred Tang troops completely defeated the camp with wooden sticks.
Cheng Huailiang would naturally not do the cleaning of the camp, and he had no interest in the spoils here.
His regiment was transferred to Haiya to garrison, and there was no need for the spoils here.
"Captain Cheng, may I ask where your army ranks among the armies of the Tang Dynasty?" Zhao Lu asked. According to his opinion, this army should be the strongest army of the Tang Dynasty.
But who would have thought, Cheng Huailiang sighed heavily: "My regiment is not good enough! If I insist on being ranked, it can only be said that it is better than the middle three guards. Among the upper three elites, there is no place for my regiment."
.A truly strong group has its own name."
"Is there anyone stronger than your group?" In Zhao Lu's eyes, this was already ridiculously strong.
Cheng Huailiang had a bitter smile on his face: "That's right, Yu Lin won't say it. They just randomly pull out a soldier, and two or three of them like me can't get the slightest advantage if they join forces. If you pick on the weaker one, the Scarlet Blood Guard Zhonglun Lu
In battle, if you just pull out a soldier, you can fight me for dozens of rounds without losing. If you pick a stronger soldier, I'm afraid I will lose."
Zhao Luyong listened carefully. He was sure that he heard correctly. Cheng Huailiang was talking about soldiers.
"Thunder Cavalry, Wolf Blade, Storm Cavalry... When it comes to cavalry, you can easily pull out ten or eight strong armies. There are fifteen regiments in an army. If you say you have a certain regiment, you don't know how many.
After the name."
Zhao Lu was secretly surprised when he heard this.
"The Upper Three Guards refers to the Yulin main army, the Second Army, the Tiance Three Guards, the Yunqi Thirteenth Army, and our Marine Guards. The Middle Three Guards refers to the town army, the leading guard, and the Chang'an Guard. The Lower Three Guards are the city.
Guards, railway guards, logistics guards!" Cheng Huailiang said there was nothing to worry about keeping secret.
These are recorded in the Chang'an Newspaper.
The Yulin Army was separated from the Four Guards of Tiance and became the most powerful force in the Tang Dynasty. It would not fight unless it was the enemy's ace.
The three guards of Tiance are still preserved, and the thirteen guards of Yunqi refer to the most elite troops selected by the tribes who surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. An army consists of ten thousand soldiers, and auxiliary soldiers are not included. Mohe, Khitan
, the tribe of Tuli Khan. Ranking first among them is the Xuanjia Cavalry.
The middle three guards are the guards who guard the border, including the old twelve guards who surround them. There are also the Qianniu Guards and the Gold Guards who were separated from the Forbidden Army and used as mobile troops. There are also the Chang'an City Guards.
The next three guards are naturally the guards of each city, the railway troops, and the transport troops.
"How strong Yu Lin is, I just know that there are no enemies in the world who are worthy of the Tang Dynasty Yu Lin. Even Yu Lin's secondary guards may not have enemies worthy of them. Their food is better than ours.
Okay, but the training is more difficult. In a camp like this, there are ten Yulin regular soldiers here, and even six of them won't be able to do anything."
Real or fake? Do four people dare to pick someone else's camp? Zhao Lu no longer wants to care about the truth or falsehood. With the combat strength of Cheng Huailiang and his two hundred men, there is no enemy in the Indochina Peninsula. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)