Chapter Five Hundred and Eighteenth Chase Betrayal
"In a safe and swift fight, one must tie up those in front and the other behind." [Wu Zi·Response]
At this time, Han Ding was seriously injured. An arrow penetrated through the gap in his neck and got stuck on the joint of his throat. He pressed the horse's neck and half-bent, but no sound came out of his throat.
Swallowing saliva is also excruciatingly painful.
Sometimes death is not the scariest thing, but the process of dying is the scariest thing.
Han Ding knew that he was going to die. He was extremely envious of those who were killed by an arrow or a blow. Those people were less painful from having their throats pierced.
The pontoon bridge was crowded with people. Ma Yan, the "infantry captain" under Yuan Shao's tent, ran repeatedly on the bridge. First, he organized troops on the east side of the pontoon bridge to resist the Changshui camp led by Pang De. Then Yan Liang and others attacked and were defeated, and he had to run to the bridge again.
The west end of the pontoon bridge went to meet the defeated troops. The simple pontoon bridge was soaked by the river water, and the flesh and blood drifted there, making it extremely slippery.
Yan Liang took a breath and stood at the end of the bridge. Seeing that he could no longer hold on, he looked around again, but could not find the flag of the main force of Yuan's army. He knew it was not good, so he said anxiously: "If we keep fighting, I will
You will have to die here sooner or later!"
At this time, he observed the situation. On one end, there were an infantry battalion, a Shesheng battalion and other thousands of soldiers and horses besieging the last precarious defense. On the other end, there was only a long water cavalry surrounding the bridge. They could not squeeze onto the bridge.
Hugging each other.
Yan Liangliang thought to himself that he should head towards Liaocheng now. He could only break through the siege of Changshui Cavalry and seize the opportunity to seize a few horses, but he might not be able to meet the main force of Yuan's army coming.
Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew from the north, and the blood-soaked soldiers felt a chill spread all over their bodies. They were dizzy and suddenly woke up.
Yan Liang licked the blood from the corner of his lips and shouted to the people around him: "Now we should fight to the death! Follow me to grab their horses and escape from now on!"
After saying that, he drew his sword and headed east, towards Pang De and other long water camp cavalry on the side of the pontoon bridge, and the rest of the people followed closely behind. At this time, there was water on the left and right, and enemies in front and behind. Only a last-ditch fight could save a way out.
Yan Liang did not expect that a last-ditch battle would have such an effect. As soon as the impact was made, a gap was opened up by the Changshui Battalion. Just when he was about to continue his attack, the infantry battalion behind him had already begun to rush onto the bridge.
Han Ding was coaxed by a group of people on his horse. In a hurry, he was helped to dismount and planned to walk across the bridge. Unexpectedly, his feet slipped halfway and fell on the bridge with a gun in his throat.
The arrow's feathers touched the ground and immediately pierced his neck.
A group of people were frightened and did not crowd around. Instead, they jumped into the water one after another. The Shesheng camp standing on the shore saw them and kept throwing rain of arrows into the river. Behind them, the camp sent another three thousand
Yu Fu's barracks cleaned the battlefield and cleared away the defeated soldiers who had no choice but to kneel down and surrender.
Ma Yan, who was left behind, also wanted to escape, but as soon as he turned around, the enemy soldiers behind him took the opportunity to rush up and hook his shoulders with their halberds, dragging him to the ground.
Ma Yan fell on his back, and two blood holes suddenly appeared on his shoulders, and blood flowed out. The soldiers of the infantry battalion also rushed up. A young man with handsome features and a slender body took the head, and he saw that it was Ma Yan's head.
One knife fell.
The heavy chopping knife immediately chopped the bridge deck, causing sawdust to fly. Ma Yan had already turned over and fled to the side. While the opponent was drawing the knife, he picked up the broken sword beside him and stabbed it forward fiercely.
The young man raised his head and noticed the cold light in front of him, and subconsciously raised his left hand to block it. He was holding a small shield in his left hand. When resisting, the young man did not just rely on the small shield to block the opponent's stabbing attack, but secretly used skill.
The moment the broken sword pierced the small shield, the small shield was lifted upwards. The broken sword indeed pierced the small shield, but it was also carried away from the direction.
Ma Yan missed the target and stabbed him in the air. Before he could react, the opponent had already pulled out the knife stuck in the wood and slashed his neck hard.
At this time, a group of infantrymen ran over in time and instantly dispersed the enemy troops who tried to rescue Ma Yan. Ma Yan screamed, stretched out his hand to grab the blade that penetrated the carotid artery of his neck, and slashed his body with several knives.
Yan was unable to dodge and was killed with random knives.
Everyone was happy after killing an enemy captain, but by whose hands he died was uncertain for a while.
"Of course we are together." The young man raised his hand to wipe away the blood that splashed on his forehead, and said matter-of-factly: "Have you forgotten the rules taught by Corey?"
"That's right!" Someone immediately echoed: "We must learn from 'General Dashu'. During war, killing the enemy is the top priority, uniting everyone and not competing for credit!"
"General Big Tree" is one of the famous generals of Emperor Guangwu's Zhongxing Dynasty, General Feng Yi who conquered the West. He was so called because after every battle he never argued with the generals about their merits, but hid under a tree to enjoy the cool air alone.
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The excellent qualities and outstanding deeds of famous generals in the past are part of the teaching content of the education science. As the education science has been implemented at the grassroots level in the North and South armies for several years, it is also what the soldiers at the bottom call "night school". In recent years, it has already developed a complete set of courses.
The teaching system and content. From the beginning, only writing is taught, to the end, it is gradually deepened, popularizing basic laws, publicizing court policies, especially the deeds of famous generals from past dynasties, integrated into stories.
Many soldiers from poor backgrounds can not only master certain legal knowledge through the education department, but can also quickly take over the positions assigned by the court such as pavilion chiefs and robbers after they retire. They can also improve their military literacy and speed up their promotion from the bottom to the top.
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Although everyone killed a captain, they quickly woke up from their great achievements. At this time, collaboration was the most important. According to the military merit system of the Northern and Southern Army, this kind of merit should be regarded as collective merit.
So everyone agreed with the young man's initiative. After all, the young man who chopped Ma Yan should be the main contributor: "You are right, we all listen to you Wang Ping!"
This young man is none other than Wang Ping. He was recruited into the Northern Army by Xu Huang, who was still an infantry captain in Bajun, and changed his surname back to his surname. After accompanying the army to Chang'an for training, he had already sharpened his sword in two or three years.
After three years in the army, he is still an ordinary corps leader, but he is good at making friends and knowledgeable, so many people obey him. At this time, he began to order everyone to continue to pursue him, and everyone agreed, and this
At this time, a large number of people followed behind him. One of them was wearing a hat and holding a sword. He was the infantry colonel Zhao Yun.
He strides forward, walking on the slippery bridge as if on flat ground, and everywhere he passes there is death and injury. He kills people with an indescribable calmness and briskness. Although it is a foot battle, it is as if he is riding a horse to condescend.
With such a posture, he arbitrarily killed the enemies on the ground who had no power to fight back. Wang Ping glanced blankly, immediately came back to his senses, and led the people around him to follow the army.
Zhao Yun waved his hand and killed an enemy soldier with a sword. When he saw Yan Liang's back not far away, he was about to muster up his courage when he suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye, as if he had thought of something, and glanced at Wang Ping with slight approval.