Chapter 1325
A Group of Nouveau Riche Passing By
Chapter 1325 A Group of Nouveau Riche Passing By
"Chariot, let's go to the front lines and find Commander Jiang." After learning where Jiang Dalang was, Commander Deng ordered the charioteer and a hundred personal guards to leave the area before the scouts could finish speaking.
He was going to return the token of the main commander of this battle to Jiang Dalang, and it couldn't be changed again... Changing the main commander on the eve of battle, and the main commander even running off to be the vanguard to fight the enemy, if this matter were reported, he and Dalang would both be punished.
The chariot hadn't gone very far...
Boom boom boom!
The war drums sounded loudly.
"General Chu's 6,000 reinforcements have arrived with heavenly thunder weapons! We have heavenly thunder weapons! Wei troops ahead, please make way immediately, lest you delay our opportunity to kill the enemy!!"
The scouts rode up and shouted, reminding the soldiers to make way.
Soon, with a whoosh and a clatter, more than five thousand cavalry charged from behind, directly overtaking Commander Deng's chariot. The strong winds stirred up by the thousands of cavalry left Commander Deng covered in dust.
Commander Deng wasn't angry, because he was stunned.
Seeing the banners bearing the characters Ling, Feng, Zhen, Fan, Fan, and Zhao, he hurriedly shouted, "Wait! Wait a minute! Where did you get so many warhorses?!"
We're all dirt poor, each commander has at most three hundred warhorses under his command, so why are you all suddenly all armed with warhorses? What about me?!
Commanders Zhen and Fan, who had been waiting for the question, immediately turned around and answered, "These are the spoils of war we obtained after annihilating tens of thousands of enemy troops in Dongfu Town! Not only warhorses, but also armor, weapons, and supplies—a complete set of spoils, more than we can share! Hahaha!"
Hey you, you nouveau riche bunch, don't be so arrogant.
Commander Deng was incredibly envious and wished he could steal their spoils.
"Old Deng, there are five hundred supply troops behind us, they'll be here soon. Can you help us receive them?" After giving his old comrade a task, Commander Fan cracked his whip, spurred his horse, and sped off into the distance.
Deng Qianhu: "..."
"Quick, drive after them! Are we going to let them steal our spoils? They're all so rich now, and we're the ones who're poor!"
Commander Deng urged them on, but still left a small group of soldiers with a strong sense of camaraderie: "Meet with General Chu's supply battalion."
"Yes." The junior officer led his soldiers and stayed behind.
Before the words were even finished, the chariot carrying Commander Deng had already sped away, and Commander Deng's urging voice could still be heard: "Hurry, hurry, we can't let them rob all the good stuff..."
Fortunately, there were roads on the battlefield specifically cleared for messengers to deliver messages; otherwise, how many carts and horses would have been overturned by this kind of running?
The front lines of the battle...
Bang bang bang bang!
The flint was fired at the tens of thousands of cavalry led by Bei Qide and west Jin'er.
But they learned their lesson, and with their excellent horsemanship, they controlled their horses to run and avoid the bombardment of flints. After throwing all one hundred flints, the cavalry led by Bei Qide and west Jin'er had suffered less than 10% casualties.
Even more terrifying, those cavalrymen whose arms were smashed to pieces could still raise their swords and roar: "Kill! Kill the bastards of Liangwei! Be loyal to the Eastern Desert!"
Upon seeing this, the Wei soldiers swallowed hard in fear, and many noticed: "Commander Bai, something's wrong with these Eastern Desert soldiers. They seem to be impervious to pain! We must report this immediately!"
Commander Bai: "Messenger, quickly report to Commanders Jiang and Deng, and summon the army doctor to observe the battle and see if we can resolve the issue of the enemy soldiers in the Eastern Desert being severely wounded and unable to feel pain!"
"Yes, sir." The messenger hurried off to deliver the latest battle report.
Jiang Dalang was on the front lines of the battlefield and had already seen the situation of the Beiqi Dela tribe. He frowned slightly... There were quite a lot of messy things in the Eastern Desert.
The easiest way to deal with such an enemy is to bombard them with gunpowder.
But sharp weapons aren't the only way to deal with them...
"Pine oil fire pot, get ready, burn them!" Jiang Dalang ordered... Aren't you afraid of pain? If you're burned severely, will you still be able to move?
"Commander Jiang orders: use catapults to launch grease traps and burn the enemy from a distance!" the messenger shouted, and Bai Baihu and his men quickly carried out the order. "Grease traps, prepare!"
"Cavalry charge! Kill the bastards of the Wei army! Die together with them!" Bei Qi De La, having taken the divine medicine, had only the words "fight to the death" in his mind. He led the Dongmo soldiers, who had also taken the divine medicine, and charged towards the left flank of the Wei army.
Aunt Alan was shocked and instinctively reacted: "Retreat, merge with the Wei army, don't fight them head-on!"
For infantry to confront cavalry is tantamount to suicide. Besides, these mountain people are not even regular infantry; there are only three to five hundred men wearing iron armor. How can they possibly fight head-on?
"Chief Alan, if we retreat at the first sign of the enemy, won't our mountain people be laughed at by the Wei army?"
"Wei Army's left flank, General Alan's troops, withdraw to the rear of the main force, and avoid a direct confrontation!" Jiang Dalang's order arrived quickly.
"Yes, yes, retreat quickly!" The mountain people felt as if they had been granted a pardon and hurriedly retreated to avoid the attack of the Beiqide La tribe.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The pine resin fire pots landed on the rear of the Beiqide La tribe's cavalry with a loud bang. The fire pots exploded, flames leaped up, and thick pine resin stuck to the cavalrymen and their horses. The horses were burned and in pain, causing some of the cavalrymen to fall off the horses.
"Beast!" the cavalryman cursed, ignoring the pursuit of his warhorse and the attempt to extinguish the fire, and instead raised his sword and continued to charge towards Aunt Alan.
"Kill the mountain people who betrayed us; they are the weakest. If we kill these bastards who betrayed the Eastern Desert, the Wei army will be thrown into chaos!"
You betrayed your ancestors? When have we mountain people ever acknowledged your Eastern Desert?
"Mountain warriors, form ranks! First, launch a long-range attack, then engage in hand-to-hand combat. Kill as many enemy soldiers as you can, and avenge our mountain people who died in the mountains!!" Aunt Alan shouted, determined to fight these inhuman Eastern Desert soldiers.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Avenge my father, mother, brothers, and sisters!" Half of his family had been killed by the Dongmo people, and others had been dragged to Azu Village and made into cured meat.
Fortunately, his children and his siblings' children all went to the capital city with their wives, led by Chief Wen, to escape the war and survived. So he was not afraid of dying in battle!
However, the reinforcements arrived, saving them from certain death in battle.
dong dong dong, dong dong dong!
"General Chu's reinforcements have arrived!"
Zhen Qianhu and his thousands of cavalry charged into the battlefield, their shouts piercing the sky, their tone even carrying a hint of arrogance.
Why?
Because we have a powerful tool.
"Throw a powerful weapon!"
At a command, the soldiers lit the fuses with a sizzle, and after counting three, they threw the gunpowder packets by hand...
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
He was still very strong, but: "Get down! Wei soldiers who are too close, get down now!"
Rumble rumble rumble rumble!
A series of thunderous explosions, like a summer thunderclap, followed as more than a dozen gunpowder packs detonated simultaneously, causing the Wei soldiers on the front lines to experience ringing in their ears from the sound.
Thump, thump, thump, objects were falling from the sky onto the heads, bodies, and nearby ground of the Wei soldiers.
"Soldiers not in the supply battalion, retreat ten meters; reinforcements carrying sharp weapons, advance ten meters and throw the weapon packs with catapults!" Jiang Dalang hurriedly gave the order, fearing that after he gave the order, these Wei soldiers who had just started playing with gunpowder would throw the gunpowder packs at their own men.
Xu Sanjun, Lan Hu, Xue Feng, and the messengers repeated these words and shouted, "This is the military order of Commander Jiang!"
"Understood!" Commander Zhen and his men responded, quickly switching positions with the Wei soldiers and rushing to the catapult with their weapon packs.
The small catapult used was easier to adjust the direction.
After more than fifty attempts, just as Bei Qide and his men were about to react, a new batch of weapon packages was successfully thrown.