Chapter four hundred and ninety third
The Liao army once approached a hundred steps.
We cannot ignore other people's sharpshooters, but it still caused some losses to the coalition forces.
"Count the casualties and treat the injured!"
Half an hour later.
Chen Yun and Chen Feng, who had chased for more than 30 miles, came back with a large number of captured war horses.
Chen Feng, who was covered in blood, was excited and authentic.
"Governor, there are at most hundreds of Liao cavalry who fled."
"The last one will force the prisoners to find out."
"Their commander-in-chief Wanyan Haza also ran away."
"In addition, Yelu Hanhai led 70,000 infantrymen to follow."
"Let's change the horse and fight again?"
Chen Lin glared, and the fierce heavy cavalryman was so scared that he was shocked.
"Fuck me?"
"You said you were infantrymen. Are you wearing the seized leather armor?"
"Are you going to escape Wanyan Haza's mind getting into the water?"
"Will he encourage Yelu Hanhai to continue his troops?"
Chen Feng looked at the countless war horses on the battlefield and suddenly felt that he was so idiotic.
The infantry of the Murong Army will ride horses.
Even if you ride and shoot, you won't be good.
Are you always going to rush to the road or archery on horseback?
What a good guy, our nearly 50,000 cavalry fight against 70,000 Liao army infantry?
The result is self-evident.
On the other side.
Wanyan Haza encountered a large army of infantry that was quickly supporting.
He just said that he had encountered 30,000 Iron Armored Elf Cavaliers.
Yelu Hanhai urgently ordered everyone to turn back.
Abandon all the bulky equipment and food, and move in with light.
How far have they come?
It is less than forty miles away from Yangcheng.
"Haza, you're not far from losing!"
"Sure enough, the three Western Army families united."
"They have gathered all the elites and set up a pocket array for you."
"This battle cannot be fought in the field."
"Let's go back and guard Yangcheng to the death."
"The donkey balls, they came from afar, and there were insufficient siege equipment."
"See who has consumed whom?"
Wanyan Haza lost almost all his mobile troops in the battle.
He was both fearful and ashamed.
"Deputy coach, the last general... has a burden."
Yelu Hanhai smiled helplessly.
"No one can imagine it!"
"If I change my coach, it won't be much better."
"Haza, this is not your command issue."
"The Western Army is so fucking sinister!"
"I only hope that the three guys in the west can fulfill their duties."
"It's better not to have anything to do with the thieves!"
Wanyan Haza was suddenly shocked, and cold sweat gushed down her body.
Yes!
The Western Army has a long road and there is no siege equipment.
But Yang Chengliang from Zezhou has it!
If they collude together.
Our 70,000 troops will be in danger if they defend Yangcheng to the death!
"The Grand Marshal must draw reinforcements from Jiangzhou, Jinzhou, and even Taiyuan."
"This decisive battle is probably inevitable."
Yelu Hanhai nodded with deep conscience.
"It makes sense."
"Return to Yangcheng and send a quick horse to ask for help immediately!"
Chen Lin, who was stranded on the battlefield of Jiyuan, was distressed by the huge number of casualties.
Strictly speaking, it is not death, but injury!
There are thirty-one Iron Front Army who are killed.
Murong army had forty-seven people.
The Murong Army had more than 300 injured people.
However, the Iron Front Army had more than 2,700 people.
It's really surprising.
This is the most outrageous proportion of injuries since the establishment of the Iron Front Army.
Chen Yun said with a wry smile.
"Governor, there is nothing I can do about it. They are all new recruits who have been training for more than two months."
"Look, if we annihilate less than 30,000 Liao troops, we shoot more than 200,000 iron rod crossbows."
"Well, the 4,000 Murong Army members were even more outrageous. Many people shot all fifty spare arrows."
"A dozen arrows only shot one enemy to death. Tsk, this archery technique..."
Chen Lin smiled bitterly and turned down.
What is this?
The later generations before he traveled through time.
If you kill an enemy with more than a dozen bullets, forget it.
There are even thousands of bullets that kill one person on average.
It seems that the recruits fought well for the first time on the battlefield.
That is, it is very troublesome to get the arrow back.
"Yeah, I can't forgive."
"Look, 80% of the injured are the reasons why they fall off the horse?"
"Fortunately, I emphasized from the beginning that I would rather let the enemy go than to fight in close combat."
"Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as being injured. If you fall off your horse, you won't be killed by someone."
"I have to be shot to death!"
"Or, let the war horse trampled to death?"
A group of officers wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
In fact, this battle won a brilliant victory.
The Murong Army has already started transporting dead horses, collecting armor, and burying the bodies.
There were also much fewer deaths in the battle than expected.
He fell off the horse's back and was injured, which would be ridiculed by his comrades for the rest of his life.
I guess all these recruits have to learn from them.
Chen Feng laughed.
"Governor, don't be too strict!"
"Now, our total number of horses has finally exceeded the 80,000 mark."
"Everyone has the standard equipment left, haha!"
That's right, each of the Iron Front Army and the 10,000 Murong Army regular cavalry were equipped with a double horse standard.
Everyone else is one horse, and it is really impossible to use it.
Finally, Chen Lin spoke.
Let the Jiyuan defenders have a way out.
In fact, he didn't want to suffer any more casualties in order to attack the city.
The water camp has built more than 300 ox, horse and carriages.
I was busy until midnight and finally got nearly 10,000 dead horses back.
Fortunately, a large amount of salt was seized before.
Tens of thousands of people in the army took action together, and the horse meat shrank greatly.
It was made into easy-to-carry horse jerky by everyone.
Of course, there are also a large number of mutton and jerky beef.
As a result, the entire army added more than 40,000 loads of cooked jerky.
The capacity of about 200,000 dan was reduced.
The whole animal takes up too much space.
Then, the huge fleet set sail, leaving behind the empty Hekou Water Village.
Two more days passed, and the bold Liao army provoked to close reconnaissance.
No one knows where so many people and boats went?
Chen Lin smiled at the towering city walls of Tongguan.
"The highest level of war does not depend on how many people you kill."
"But let your enemies live in panic all the time."
Chen Liang scratched his head and said.
"Governor, we haven't killed many Liao troops, right?"
"The Liao Kingdom's Western Route Army has 300,000 people crossing the river!"
"Don't let them panic, right?"
Seeing that many officers had the same idea, Chen Yun explained
"The key is that we win cleanly!"
"I took a bite and ran away."
"The Liao army cannot defend against it, right?"
"At most, they will guess that we have entered Shaanxi Road."
"But this place is too close to them."
"The Iron Front Navy is strong enough, the enemy is uncertain. When will we rush to fuck his family again?"
"Whether you are the King of Yingzhou or Yelu Hanhai."
"Can they feel at ease to fight ahead?"
Chen Lin praised and said authentically.
"This is also the reason why I must go to Shaanxi Road for a walk."
"We are like a sharp sword hidden in the dark."
"It has a greater deterrence effect on the Liao army than fighting all the way from Fenhe."
The Tartars do not lack troops.
It's just whether they need to send more people.
Chen Lin's troops, after the matter was done, Fu Yi left.
now.
The one who is in a dilemma should be the Liao army.
This chapter has been completed!