Unexpectedly, the thing he was most worried about happened. Zhang Zixing showed a helpless look and ordered: "Quickly inform the imperial physician accompanying the army to ensure that Marshal Jiang is safe!"
When everyone came to the camp, they saw that Jiang Wenhuan was indeed seriously injured. In addition to the laceration on his face caused by Deng Chanyu that had not yet healed, there were hundreds of wounds of varying depths on his body. This showed how fierce the battle was. Fortunately, his physical condition
He was extraordinary, and his vital parts were protected by fine armor, so although he was seriously injured, his life was not in danger for the time being.
"You will be punished by death!" When Jiang Wenhuan saw the emperor coming to visit him, he quickly ignored his injuries and struggled to get up to plead guilty, but was stopped by Zhang Zixing.
It turned out that when Jiang Wenhuan returned with the trophies, he was chased by a group of strange infantrymen at an incredible speed. This group of infantrymen wore thick armor, masks on their faces, and held strange-shaped long knives in their hands. They had high combat effectiveness.
It was astonishing that although Jiang Wenhuan's elite cavalry were equipped with various advanced weapons such as bows, crossbows, and scimitars, they were still unable to defeat the opponent, especially the long knife in the opponent's hand, which was made of unknown materials.
The sword was cut off after only a few exchanges with it. Jiang Wenhuan knew something was wrong, and was about to order the prisoners to be killed and evacuated. At this time, a large number of Dongyi cavalry had arrived and surrounded them. Jiang Wenhuan was brave enough.
People could not break out of the encirclement. The merchant soldiers shot all their arrows and could only rely on the broken knives in their hands to fight the enemy in bloody battles. Many soldiers sacrificed their lives heroically after wiping out enemies several times their size. If not for Zhang Gui
Despite the support of Fang and Li Jing, Jiang Wenhuan was afraid that he would not be able to survive. Of the 1,000 elite soldiers, there were only less than 200 left when he returned.
After listening to Jiang Wenhuan's account of the battle, Jiang Huanchu exclaimed: "Thick armor, great speed, long swords... This is the witch god army directly under the witch priest king!"
Zhang Zixing suddenly realized the seriousness of another thing. The failure of this raid was secondary. The key was that those weapons fell into the hands of the enemy. In Dongyuan, Huang Feihu only won a victory, mainly because the new weapons of the merchant army were used against the Dongyi people.
Unexpected blows and killings, and now Jiang Wenhuan's defeat, the crossbow, combination bow, saddle and pedal have all fallen into the hands of the enemy. If given time, the Dongyi people can master their manufacturing methods and usage know-how, they will be more powerful than the Shang army.
The Dongyi army, which is good at riding and shooting, will be even more powerful and more difficult to deal with.
"Write down the names of those soldiers who died in battle. They are all heroes and martyrs of our great merchants. Their families should be well-paid and pensioned. After returning to Chaoge, we will build another tomb of martyrs in the eastern suburbs. From now on, all the heroes will be honored by our great merchants."
The martyrs who died in Shang Dynasty will be enshrined in it for future generations to admire!" Zhang Zixing did not immediately blame Jiang Wenhuan, but made such a decree. Zhang Zixing's move was not deliberately to win people's hearts, but felt that those who died in the battle should be given to them.
The martyrs give the most basic explanation.
Seeing that his son was not worried about his life, Jiang Huanchu breathed a sigh of relief - as long as he escaped unscathed, the loss of hundreds of people was nothing. Moreover, the attack was considered a success, and his son should not be punished. The emperor will punish those
When Jiang Huanchu mentioned the seriousness of the weapon falling into the enemy's hands, Jiang Huanchu's heart became anxious again.
Only then did Jiang Wenhuan understand the serious consequences of his failure, and he felt even more regretful. He did not make any excuses, but just asked the emperor to grant him death. Jiang Huanchu only had this son on his knees, so he quickly knelt down and begged Zhang Zixing for forgiveness.
The generals also knelt down and begged for mercy. Their words were nothing more than "It's not that our army is incompetent, but that the enemy's army is too cunning." Zhang Zixing also knew that Jiang Wenhuan was not entirely at fault this time, but military law was such that he could not be forgiven lightly, so he withdrew Jiang Wenhuan.
He held the post of marshal of the Hou Huan Army and was responsible for fifty military sticks. He would be punished after he recovered from his injuries.
Jiang Huanchu knew that the emperor had shown mercy and quickly thanked him. At this time, Feng Lin came to report, and the scouts found that the Dongyi army had regrouped and was stationed fifty miles away from Kancheng.
Zhang Zixing's eyes flashed: "They are so confident that they want to compete with us again, huh! I want to see what the witch army is capable of! Feng Lin, go and write a letter of challenge to the Dongyi people. Tomorrow I will
I'll go into battle in person, and the shaman will sacrifice to the king later!"
In the Dongyi camp, King Cangjie's original leadership position has been given to an old man wearing a blue robe, and Cangjie and Yue Ji can only be ranked below him. The old man is carefully looking at the saddle and pedal on the table.
and bows and crossbows, all of which were captured from the enemy at a great cost.
"I don't know how this black bow was made, but its power is so amazing..." The old man caressed the surface of the composite bow, puzzled by its materials and craftsmanship, and turned his eyes to the triple crossbow: "And the structure of this strange crossbow is extremely
It’s complicated. I don’t know how to load the arrows? It’s a pity that no one was caught alive this time. Those merchant soldiers were so brave that they would rather die than surrender.”
Yue Ji saluted and asked: "Master Wuji, even with your ability, you can't see the mystery?"
The old man was the spiritual leader of Dongyi, Wu Ji. Facing King Yue Ji's question, he shook his head and showed a helpless expression: "The equipment taken from the Shang army's horse was obviously used to control the horse.
If the weapon can be used by our army, even the best horseman in the world, the Dog Rong, will surrender. However, the manufacturing methods of the two types of bows and crossbows are mysterious. Even though I have been immersed in making weapons for many years, I can't understand the mystery for a while.
The defeat of our army today is all due to these three treasures. I don’t know whose hand the three treasures came from. It can be said that the three treasures are wonderful ideas and ingenious craftsmanship. If the great merchants have such talents, I, Dongyi, are afraid that a catastrophe is not far away..."
Cang Jie was a little dissatisfied: "Master Wuji! Since these three treasures are powerful, they have fallen into the hands of our army. Although the bows and crossbows are more complicated, given time, our army may not be able to imitate them. By then, I, the Dongyi, will sweep across the world and take over.
earth!"
"Hmph! King Cangjie still doesn't understand what Master Wuji means?" King Yueji has always had a bad impression of Cangjie: "Since the divine craftsman can make such three treasures, there is no guarantee that he will not make more for Dashang in the future.
Terrifying weapons! In my opinion, there must be many secrets in the merchant army at the moment. This eastward invasion will probably be very dangerous..."
Cang Jie was silenced by what she said, and the Witch Sacrifice King also showed a worried look: "We, Dongyi, have been enemies of the Great Shang for generations. Although we have fought in the past and have repeatedly gained the upper hand, the bravery of the Shang army has also prevented our army from crossing the east.
The newly enthroned king of the Great Shang Dynasty is an unparalleled genius. He is famous all over the world with his three wonderful books, and his national power is getting stronger and stronger. This time he personally conquered the Eastern Land. I am afraid that he came here with a reason to pacify the Eastern Yi and intimidate us.
Quartet.”
"Today, the merchant army not only broke their bows in Dongyuan and caused heavy losses to our sacred bow cavalry, but also used a cunning plan to raid our rear. If Lord Wu Ji's witch god army hadn't caught up immediately, I'm afraid our army's morale would have declined.
After a setback, it will be difficult to fight against the Shang army again." King Yueji showed admiration on her face: "I didn't expect that King Shang would have such a strategy, which can be said to be both civil and military."
Although King Cangjie, the most important hero of the Dongyi people, did not say it in his mouth, he agreed with King Yueji's words in his heart. He saluted King Wuji and said: "Master Wuji, the enemy army is powerful and they have come with magic soldiers.
With the witch god army, I am afraid that it will be difficult to win. Cangjie is bold and asks you to use the forbidden method to destroy the enemy on the battlefield tomorrow..."
When the Witch Sacrifice King heard the word "forbidden law", his body trembled slightly and he fell silent. At this time, a report came from outside the tent: "Feng Lin, the envoy of the merchant army, is asking for a meeting!"
Feng Lin followed the messengers all the way into the main camp of the Dongyi Army. Looking at the murderous Dongyi generals holding weapons on both sides, he sneered secretly without any fear on his face.
"Feng Lin, the envoy of Great Shang and the pioneer of the Eastern Conquest, has met the king." Feng Lin casually cupped his hands towards the Witch Priest King sitting in the center as a salute, and deliberately emphasized the word "Conquer the East" in his tone.
"Bold merchant general! How dare you be so rude!" King Cangjie deliberately tried to dampen the opponent's spirit, and the Dongyi generals on the left and right drew their long swords in unison.
Feng Lin's expression did not change, he seemed to be oblivious to the dangers around him, and suddenly a box appeared out of thin air in his hands: "This is my letter of war to the emperor, please take a look at it."
The Witch Sacrifice King signaled to the sergeant to take it, and opened the box. Inside was a roll of tissue paper, with only one large and powerful character written on it: "War"!
King Cangjie and other generals on the side did not expect that King Shang's letter of war contained just one word. After being slightly startled, he clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit. This simple word contained many meanings, and the more true it was.
The better the warrior understands its meaning:
Do you have the guts to fight!
If you want to fight, fight, why bother talking!
You choose the place and time, I only care about the fight!
…
"What a Shang King! What courage!" The eyes of the shaman priest king were also shining brightly. With a gentle touch of his right hand, the temperature in the tent suddenly became hot, and there was no fire. The paper was instantly reduced to ashes: "This messenger
, you should go back and report that tomorrow I, the King of Witch Sacrifice, will personally lead an army to have a showdown with King Shang!"
Feng Lin was unmoved by the spells deliberately displayed by the Witch Sacrifice King. He handed over his hand and turned around to leave. Not far from Feng Lin's horse riding away from the Dongyi camp, a burly man suddenly led dozens of people out.
, blocking the way.
"General Wu Na, I am Wu Lu, the general of a poor country. Today my brother Wu Zamu was killed by Huang Feihu in front of the formation. I shall take the head of you, the vanguard, to avenge this!"
Feng Lin looked at Wu Lu for a while, and then he showed a contemptuous smile. Without even replying a word, he shook the reins and rushed forward. Seeing that the other party was so contemptuous, Wu Lu couldn't help being furious. He swung his ax and faced him.
When he went up, he suddenly saw Feng Lin opening his mouth and spitting out a puff of black smoke. A red bead as big as a bowl appeared in the black smoke and hit Wu Lu on the cheek. Wu Lu screamed and fell off his horse. He was obviously seriously injured. Feng Lin
He caught up and hit him with the mace, killing him.
Those soldiers saw that Feng Lin was so powerful that he fell off his horse and died as soon as he joined forces with the general. How dare they catch up and die, and watched helplessly as he galloped away.
PS: I feel ashamed to say that I took the opportunity to work overtime today and secretly tinkered with photoshop on my work computer for a long time. I came up with a cover that I thought was decent, and then uploaded it. Unexpectedly, when I got home, my wife dismissed me as useless and made little comments about it. Aesthetics was a strong disdain. My wife shouted, "Look at how powerful I am," and flew the dots from the computer... When I came back from get off work, I saw that the cover had been changed, and it was indeed much better than the previous one, so I had to I dug out all the compliments and poured them out endlessly, but suddenly I felt a little like Fei Zhong in my heart...