Chapter 1326
Going to Retrieve the Royal Family Corpses
Chapter 1326 Going to Retrieve the Royal Family Corpses
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Rumble rumble rumble rumble!
Both sides' forces in Longde were buzzing in their heads and their ears were ringing.
"Throw another round of weapon packs... Shieldbearers, archers, medics, prepare! Be on high alert against the enemy's use of deadly poisons!" Jiang Dalang shouted, then added, "Use these weapons sparingly!"
The raw materials need time to transform, and Taifeng Town is too small to operate effectively, so Su Su definitely didn't make many powerful tools.
In the battle of Dongfu Town, she had already used quite a few powerful weapons, and her supply of them should be running low.
"Yes, yes, use your weapons sparingly, I only got one cartload!" Commander Zhen said, wincing at the thought.
Fan Qianhu was even more heartbroken, as he and Gao Qianhu had only split one cartload!
Zhao Qianhu/Xiao Ling Qianhu/Da Feng Qianhu, who was allocated fifty jin for escaping, was speechless.
Damn it, I should have known better than to defend the city. They should have attacked Dongfu Town instead, and then we could have gotten a cartload or two of weapons.
"Aim down, spread out and bombard, don't bombard one spot. We've already bombarded that area, bombarding it again would be a waste!" Commanders Zhen, Fan, and Fan kept shouting to remind the Wei army's elite weapon squad, after all, they were using their own weapons.
This time, because they needed to find several locations with a large number of enemy troops to bombard them, they delayed deploying their weapons for over a hundred days.
"put!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Rumble rumble rumble rumble!
It sounded like a thousand thunderclaps, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting. Many Wei soldiers and mountain people covered their ears, yet they still craned their necks to look out with curiosity.
But all around was a pungent smell, and Uncle He hurriedly shouted, "What's that smell? Could it be poisonous? Everyone hold your breath!"
Mu Erzongqi replied, "No, no, this is the smell of a sharp weapon burning. It's that pungent smell that makes you feel safe. In fact, after a while, it actually smells quite nice!"
Mu Dazongqi: "..."
He didn't want to talk about Mu Er anymore; he just wanted to sever ties with him... Why did he say so much?
"Beware of the enemy dropping deadly poison!" Uncle He and the army doctors kept shouting this, fearing that the soldiers would lose their vigilance and fall into the enemy's trap once they saw that they were about to win.
"Archers, attack from a distance!"
"Medical battalion, prepare for battlefield detoxification and sterilization!"
"No one is allowed to collect the spoils of war beforehand. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!" Jiang Dalang issued a series of orders, also worried that the enemy army might release poison after their defeat.
"Damn the enemy's ancestors! Because of this poison, we can't even fight a proper war!" Commander Deng arrived and immediately began cursing the people of Dongmo.
"Dalang, keep your things safe." Commander Deng came to Jiang Dalang's side, returned the commanding officer's token box to him, and whispered, "You can't do this again next time, you'll be punished..."
But Jiang Dalang is really suited to blitzkrieg assassinations. This time he even killed a member of the Eastern Desert royal family. What if he abandons his army to carry out a blitzkrieg next time and manages to kill the Eastern Desert commander?
“If this happens again, go find Lao Dai or Deputy General Lang.”
"Thank you, Uncle Deng." Jiang Dalang smiled, took the token box from the commander, and hurriedly looked at the battle situation on the front lines.
Ahead, the weapon-wielding troops retreated, and the archers filled in, unleashing a hail of arrows at the Beiqide La tribe.
The cavalry led by Bei Qide were truly like ghosts. Despite being nearly cooked by the explosions, they still staggered to their feet and staggered towards the Wei army, muttering incoherently from their smoking mouths: "Kill, kill, damn Wei, you bastards!"
"Fire arrows, attack from a distance! Beware of enemy poison and germs!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Another volley of arrows was fired, felling a group of remaining soldiers from the Beiqide La tribe.
"Wait for the enemy to get up!"
The archers and all the Wei soldiers waited.
After a while, another group of enemy soldiers who weren't quite dead got up and continued to stagger towards the Wei army. What?
Uncle He and the military doctors were stunned: "What kind of medicine did he take? He's become like a living corpse."
"Pour in the grease and burn!" Jiang Dalang ordered, explaining, "To save arrows and reduce our casualties."
Well, the emperor, who never worried about supplies in his previous life, started to become more frugal after fighting a few battles with the impoverished Wei army.
We have to be frugal, because the Wei army is really poor!
Sheng Ting/Jiang Dalang still felt that Emperor Wuxing was too benevolent. If he were that poor, he would have confiscated all the officials' homes long ago.
"Order!"
Bai Baihu, leading the supply battalion, used catapults to hurl oil flaming pots at the still-swaying enemy troops.
"Medical battalion, while there's still fire, quickly put out the disinfectant; it'll save us a batch of pine oil!" Uncle He reminded them.
Indeed, after joining the Wei army, everyone gained the virtue of thrift.
"Yes, yes, yes, add the medicine packets to save fuel!"
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
The military medics dropped three baskets of disinfectant packets onto the battlefield.
The medicine packets, combined with the high temperature of the fire, can kill many germs. After they are burned, the soldiers can enter the battlefield to collect the spoils of war.
"Commander Zhen, Commander Fan, Commander Fan... take your weapons, bypass this battlefield, and follow me to pursue the Northern Qider tribe. That man may not be dead yet!" Jiang Dalang gave the order, gave some instructions to Commander Deng, changed his warhorse, and led his troops to kill the enemy again.
"Wait a minute, Da Lang! I'm going too! I want to see if Bei Qi Dewei is a true member of the royal family!" Deng Qianhu didn't want to stay here until the fire was over. He wanted to see Bei Qi Dewei's body and see if he had any tokens of the Eastern Desert royal family on him.
Unfortunately, Jiang Dalang disagreed: "Uncle Deng, stay behind. I will bring back Bei Qidewei's body for you to see."
Okay.
"Be careful, return quickly, we still need to take General Liang back to the city to treat his poison!" Commander Deng reminded.
"Understood!" After being reborn, Jiang Dalang/Sheng Ting became more responsive to questions, unlike his previous life when he was sparing with words.
Why?
Because you started from a low point in life, and you haven't said a word for ages, why would an old general pay you any attention? You still want to climb up? Keep dreaming.
"Royal family? What do you mean? There's a royal family in the northern part of the Eastern Desert? Aren't the royal families all in the central region?!" Commander Zhen spurred his horse to catch up with Jiang Dalang, riding alongside him and asking questions incessantly.
Fan Qianhu and his men followed closely behind.
“Everyone be careful. Avoid the main road. Bei Qi Dewei has laid traps on the main road, most likely poison or fungus traps,” Jiang Dalang warned them, glancing at Lan Hu again.
Blue Tiger took over the task and would remind him of the same thing every now and then.
“Someone from the enemy army shouted in the Eastern Desert language that Bei Qidewei is a member of the Wei royal family and that he has royal family assassins protecting him.” Jiang Dalang told them, “The Eastern Desert has some strange rules. Every generation of Eastern Desert emperors, in order to strengthen their control over the various tribes, will stay in each tribe for a period of time and leave their children there.”
"These children will stay and live in the tribe. When they grow up, one of them will be chosen to be the emperor's son. This son will be given troops and power to help the current emperor of the Eastern Desert control the tribe. But in fact, this prince will also be responsible for serving as a hostage for the Eastern Desert royal family to various tribes."
"Such a thing is true?" Commander Zhen was shocked.
Commander Fan had heard of it: "His Majesty and the Duke of Yan seem to have talked about this matter, and it is recorded in the books in the palace."
Throughout history, books written by ordinary people have been different from those written by aristocratic families and in the imperial court. Much knowledge existed only in the books written by aristocratic families and in the imperial court.
"Stop dawdling, let's hurry up and collect the bodies of the Eastern Desert royal family, lest they be destroyed by the enemy army of the Eastern Desert!"
"This is a disgrace to them, something they will destroy if they can!"