Chapter 801 The First Mystery of War—How to Accurately Kill
Chapter 801 The first secret of war—how to kill accurately
Author: Middle-aged paper tiger
Chapter 801 The first secret of war—how to kill accurately
The situation of the battle was not as Guo Guangyi thought. It would take Zhou Junguang a long time to capture these 50,000 people. Well, 50,000 people.
In fact, once Bai Congxin's troops arrived, the battle became easy.
Hezhong and Persia, how should I describe this area? Their combat effectiveness is in a very uncomfortable level of neither high nor low, just like their production and lifestyle are somewhere between farming and nomadic herding.
In terms of infantry warfare and elite cavalry, they were far inferior to the Chinese dynasties represented by the Han and Tang Dynasties. Historically, after the Chinese dynasties took control of Anxi, they would casually recruit some Anxi soldiers to fight, and then blast them.
For example, Zhang Xiaosong, my ancestor Zhang Shengren, relied on a few hundred Tang troops to control more than ten thousand Anxi miscellaneous soldiers, and fought all the way from Shule to Samarkand and Kabul to help the big cannibals who were preparing to march into the river.
The Tang Dynasty was shocked.
At the same time, in the river, the Persians played light cavalry, but they could not defeat these ruthless people in Monan and Mobei.
Historically, as long as the grassland peoples from southern Mon and northern Mon moved westward, Hezhong, Persia and other places would suffer great misfortune. First, there was Western Liao and then Mongolia, all of which were famous examples.
Even if it hadn't been for the three hundred years of war in the Hexi Corridor that led to a sharp decline in population, and subsequent climate change that made it impossible to quickly restore the population, Zhang Yan had no doubt that Xixia in history would have taken a trip to the river.
The only time they rose to prominence was during the explosive development of the Tianfang Sect, and then during the small window period when the Tang Empire gradually collapsed, Samampos rose to prominence.
But it only lasted twenty or thirty years, and then they quickly returned to their original ranks.
Therefore, when they bumped into the heavy armored infantry and elite cavalry from the Great Zhou Dynasty, they were beaten like wolves and pigs. Then they bumped into the prairie light cavalry from the desert grassland who had been brainwashed by the Six Dharma Sect.
The scene was like a father beating his son. More than 30,000 prairie light cavalry grabbed these novices from the river and beat them severely. Within an hour or two, the first stage of the battle was completely over, and the rest was a pursuit.
In this battle, Guo Guangyi led an army of 50,000. As a result, more than 6,000 were killed, tens of thousands were injured, and more than 40,000 were captured. Those who escaped successfully would not exceed 2,000, and it is very likely that
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After Bai Congxin and Hu Guang joined forces, Hu Guang took out the order that Zhang Gao had given long ago and ordered Bai Congxin to immediately establish the Hezhong Protectorate and the Hezhong Xingying Yamen.
Bai Cong trusted the governor, Hu Guang was appointed the deputy governor, Yao Yuanfu, Lu Sanlang and Lu Zhen were the deputy governors, Guo Guangsheng was the marching commander, Li Jixun and Pei Tongyuan were the military envoys on both sides of the camp, and the army was stationed in Talas.
Guo Guang became the governor of Suiye Dudu Mansion, and troops were stationed in Suiye to resume production.
Guo Guangyi was tied up outside Hu Shui City. He was filled with despair and even more shocked.
Only then did he feel that he had indeed underestimated the emperor's determination, and of course he had even underestimated the strength of the Central Plains Dynasty.
Judging from the current combat effectiveness, not to mention that Bai Congxin's 40,000 elite cavalry who came across the desert could easily defeat him. Even if Hu Guang only led a few thousand people to fight, he would not be able to withstand it.
Like Guo Tianfang, he realized for the first time that heavenly soldiers are real, and it is also true that one man can act as the five barbarians.
Bai Congxin glanced at Guo Guangyi with disgust, then looked past Hu Guang, Yao Yuanfu and others, towards Lu Sanlang in the distance and Xue Shouli, who followed him and joined the army.
"Cut off the tongue, break off the tendons of the hands and feet, but don't let him die and be sent back to the capital of gods."
The meaning is obvious. Although Guo Guangcheng did not come, this traitor should still be dealt with by your own people from the Donggui Sect.
Xue Shouli couldn't hold himself back for a long time. He walked forward, picked up Guang Guangyi's hair, and carried four big penises back and forth. Guo Guangyi's eyes were filled with stars and his nose was bleeding.
"Donkey enter, you really embarrass our ancestors. How come we, the Five Surnames and the Three Kings, have such a thing like you!"
Lu Sanlang came up with a short knife in person. He had mixed feelings at this moment. If Zhang Zhi hadn't come to Anxi, he would have almost followed Guo Guangyi's path.
Although Lu Sanlang was not welcomed by the three kings of the Donggui sect, it was precisely because of this that he wanted to use this kind of thing to strengthen the legitimacy of his identity.
Although Guo Guangyi was beaten into a pig's head, when he saw Lu Sanlang coming up with a short knife, he still instinctively wanted to say something, but how could Lu Sanlang let his dirty words taint everyone's ears.
Therefore, before Guo Guangyi could speak, he grabbed Guang Guangyi's chin and twisted it. Guo Guangyi's jaw was dislocated and he was completely speechless.
At the same time, a delicate hook miraculously appeared in Lu Sanlang's left hand. He somehow inserted it into Guo Guangyi's mouth, which could not be closed, and immediately hooked out his tongue.
Then Lu Sanlang pulled his tongue straight, causing pain until Guo Guangyi's eyeballs bulged out, as if his tongue was about to be pulled out in the next second, and then slashed it with a dagger.
An inhuman scream rang out. Although Guo Guangyi was tied to the wooden stake, his whole body was shaking like an electric shock. Veins popped up on his forehead. He struggled so hard that the wooden stake began to crooked.
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It wasn't until Guo Guangyi's face turned pale with blood flowing out, his voice became hoarse from crying, and his clothes on his chest were all stained red by blood, that Lu Sanlang took out a small packet of medicine and handed it to the accompanying army doctor.
"Wait until his hand tendons and hamstrings are healed before picking them out. Otherwise, the pain will be superimposed and the pain will be less. Lock him in the livestock shed for the next few days. When the wounds are almost healed, call someone."
Guo Guangyi looked at Lu Sanlang in horror, his eyes filled with despair as to why he had not died early.
Luo Dingzhong knelt on the ground with a pop, and Hu Shuicheng's corpse was cleared out. A total of more than 3,700 men died in the battle, and more than 2,000 old, weak, women and children died due to various reasons. A total of 40,000 people were killed, eight of them were dead.
More than one percent.
However, he knew that the people in Hu Shui City were pretty good, because in front of him, a massacre that he had never seen before was going on.
Guo Guangyi's defeated army of more than 40,000 people, plus the thousands of captured men from Baishui City, totaling about 50,000 people, were all dragged to the edge of Hu River.
Soldiers in heavy armor walked among the kneeling prisoners one by one. If anyone didn't like them, they would throw a lump of mud on their necks. Then those who were thrown would cry out in fear.
Luo Dingzhong knew why they were crying, because anyone whose necks were covered with mud would soon be pulled aside and their heads cut off with a knife. Then the headless bodies were pushed into the big pit dug by these people in advance, and their heads were cut off.
was thrown into a big box.
Luo Dingzhong looked around and suddenly realized what these soldiers were choosing.
Anyone here who looked fierce, had an unruly temperament, was physically disabled, was thin, and was slightly older were all marked with mud on their necks and then executed.
As for those who survived, they all had simple faces or were scared to death, but they seemed to be healthy and strong.
This is not selecting people, but selecting cattle and horses, the kind of cattle and horses that will plow the land until they die without daring to make a sound.
Bai Congxin yawned. This is rarely seen in the Central Plains, because every prime-age labor force is precious.
Even if they have committed a capital crime, they should try to keep those who can. Even during the rebellion in Wuning Town, Xuzhou, most people were pardoned and transferred to Anton.
Although the young people in this place are also valuable productive forces, sorry, they need to make some living space for the herdsmen on the grasslands and farmers from the Central Plains.
Fifty thousand people first drew three times and killed one, and then three times and killed again. Finally, Bai Congxin felt that there was still a vicious fish that had slipped through the net, so he drew three times and killed again.
After three consecutive rounds, there were less than 15,000 people left. Most of these people were as pure and qualified as Luo Dingzhong could see. They worked until they died without daring to say a word, and they were already pissed at the moment.
Airflow is a real beast.
"The king was ordered to join the army and compose a commemorative memorial. Secretary Zheng led the craftsmen to erect an inscription and built a monument here, so that everyone can see what will happen to those who dare to betray the Celestial Empire!"
Bai Congxin stood up slowly. It was getting late. He was going to rest in the city for a night and then rush to Talos.
After all, there will definitely be battles to be fought in the follow-up, and the Creek tribe will be finished. Although Samampos still can't swallow it, he still has to tear it out.
"Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, please give the people of Hu Shuicheng a chance. Mr. Bai, we know we were wrong."
Luo Dingzhong rushed out when Bai Congxin was about to enter the city.
He is very smart and will not think that they will receive preferential treatment because they have proven their loyalty with 5,500 lives.
Didn't the young men in Baishui City also resist Guo Guangyi in Baishui City, but they had just three draws and one kill, and they didn't get any special treatment at all.
Bai Congxin didn't want to talk to Luo Dingzhong at first, but after thinking about it for a few seconds, he stopped.
Because along the way, he has been thinking about what methods should be used to realize the sage's Xia Jun Yi people and completely occupy this place.
Moreover, what Zhang Zhou was doing had never been done before in the Han and Tang dynasties, and there was no precedent for it.
A few years ago, Bai Congxin's thinking was relatively simple. He thought that to occupy this place, he just had to kill all the people here. After killing all the people, the land would naturally be freed up.
However, after several years of thinking and practice, Bai Congxin has realized that killing people is simply unrealistic.
The reason is very simple. Although Zhou Dynasty wants to come to the river to conquer the Xia monarchs and barbarians, the army that can be dispatched, or can be said to be able to maintain the army in the river for ten or eight years, is only about 40,000 to 50,000.
If there were any more, the burden on the court would be too great. If an army of 40,000 to 50,000 people wanted to kill nearly 5 million people, each of them would have to kill more than 100 people. This was simply impossible.
Moreover, this is massacre, which is completely different from killing enemies on the battlefield. Except for a few inhumane things, most people cannot bear this psychological pressure.
Now that you let others know that you are coming to kill them all, the fighting power you unleashed will be impossible to quell with just tens of thousands of troops, let alone how you will provide supplies if you kill all the people.
The second and most unsolvable problem is that whether it is the Central Plains or the desert, there is a problem of vast land and sparsely populated areas.
Especially the people of the Central Plains, who were the backbone of the Xiajun Yi people, it was not an easy task to attract them to the river.
If you tell these people, come to the river, your family will be given 500 acres of land, and you can come and farm.
People must think you are crazy. Let alone 500 acres, even 1,000 acres are not worth leaving your hometown thousands of miles away.
I came to the river after seven lives and three deaths, but ended up still farming and foraging for food in the local area. There was nothing wrong with my brain, and it was not like I couldn't survive in the Central Plains.
The only thing that can attract them is that in addition to land, there are slaves and a wife. It is also a thousand acres of land. You dryly said that it is only land, so few people will come.
But in addition to being given a thousand acres of land, eight to ten families of serfs were also given to cultivate the land. Hey! This attraction was immediately apparent.
After all, the former is still a farmer, but he has more land and faces many unknown dangers, which is not worth it.
But for the latter, although he will probably still farm, he will always become a master, and his status will have improved.
Therefore, simple killing cannot be used to pacify the barbarians who are practicing Xia Jun in the river, so Bai Congxin still wants to listen to the opinions of locals like Luo Dingzhong.
Moreover, Zhang Yan, who was in Jinling Prefecture, had also considered this issue. Regardless of the fact that the Unsa could wipe out the Indians in North America in history, they did so because they were supported by the achievements of the entire first industrial revolution.
No matter how many people are killed, there will never be a shortage of food and supplies, because large ships can continuously transport them and they are not expensive.
After occupying the land, whether it is wood, fur or ore, it can be immediately converted into wealth, thus attracting more people.
But in this era, it is impossible to replicate the productivity of more than 200 kilograms of grain per acre of real estate.