Chapter 10 Fight with ten!
Together with the smoke, it immediately rose to a height of hundreds of meters.
There are no high-rise buildings at this moment, and the land is in a plain area, so you can see clearly even from a long distance away.
Zhao Futu is really frustrated now. He has received a modern education and understands that these Yellow Turbans without the slightest discipline are not useful at all, and he does not have enough time to deal with these Yellow Turbans.
It is simply impossible to carry out formalized military training and make them understand the prohibitions in just one or two days!
So, he quickly made a plan in his mind.
He pulled out the stainless steel sword from his waist and said to an older Yellow Turban Army Commander next to him: "Instruct them to take down the village. The others will follow me."
The matter was now over, the mission had been activated, and he had no way out.
He couldn't suddenly turn around and help the people in the villages, could he? In that case, he would be disgraced by both the Yellow Turban Army and the villagers. Only then did he realize that sometimes people really can't help themselves in the world.
. Now people on the Yellow Turban Army's side have died, and there are casualties on the other side of the village. He has no arrow to turn back when he fires his bow, so he has to keep on doing it even if he doesn't want to.
I just hope that the officers and soldiers who will arrive later will not be too strong and can allow him to recover some of his losses!
"Let's go! As the smoke rises, officers and soldiers are likely to arrive soon. Follow me to the woods over there to ambush you." Zhao Futu said to the left and right.
There are still two groups of people left around him, about twenty or thirty people, all of whom are yellow scarf soldiers who have received formal military training. Most of the captains did not rush forward in a swarm. These people are more or less
Those who knew a little bit about discipline were the ones who rushed to the front and followed Zhao Futu out of the camp, and their trust in him was higher than that of the other Yellow Turbans.
After saying that, he left a few people behind to direct the Yellow Turbans who rushed up in a swarm, and then led them to hide in the woods on the side.
There is very little environmental damage at this time. There are dense woods everywhere in the Central Plains. It can be said that outside the gathering place of humans, you can see woods one by one along the road, which are mostly low bushes.
, a little further inside is a big tree with some age. In this era of dense forest, it can be said that thousands of people are hiding in it, and no movement can be seen at all.
Therefore, in the wars of the cold weapon era, there would often be scenes of ambush and killing.
About a quarter of an hour later.
There was some movement from the south of the village, and soon a group of Han Dynasty officers and soldiers in rugged uniforms rushed over. The number was not too large, about two hundred people. These people were the same as Zhao Futu's night attack
The army of the battalion is different. They are all ordinary officers and soldiers, with some government officials mixed in. They look like soldiers patrolling in nearby counties. The leader of the commander is a bearded man who looks like an officer. According to the Qin and Han system, it should be the person in charge of arrests in nearby counties.
The thieving county captain.
This is an eighth-level military position, equivalent to the modern police chief, and can be regarded as a powerful figure in a small place.
The county lieutenant saw the Yellow Turbans attacking the village from a distance, but he did not attack immediately. Instead, he ordered the left and right to rest for a while, then organized a group of archers to ambush on the flanks, and then separated out another group to block the Yellow Turbans.
After everyone retreated, he took the remaining more than a hundred soldiers and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army who were strangulating at the entrance of the village.
It seems that his plan is to eat all the yellow turban gangsters!
"This looks a bit like an army!" Zhao Futu looked at the people on the left and right and sighed softly.
The soldiers under the county captain are not elite, and they don't even have anything to do with the elite troops. But look at their arrangements, they will rush forward in a swarm like their own. Rioters have always been rioters, starting from the Yellow Turban Uprising.
Until now, Zhao Futu was very doubtful that except for a small number of regular Yellow Turban troops, the others had received any formal military training.
"Kill!"
"Today is the day to get promoted and make a fortune! Let's follow this county captain to take down these yellow turban rebels!"
The county captain shouted loudly and rushed forward with the men around him. Since Zhang Mancheng's defeat in the Battle of Wancheng, the morale of the officers and soldiers in the entire Nanyang area has been greatly boosted. Those remaining Yellow Turbans who came to join Zhang Mancheng along the way were beaten several times.
The entire army had been slaughtered to pieces, and now there were scattered Yellow Turban rebels everywhere. This was a good time for low-level lieutenants like them to take advantage of the situation and beat them up.
This is also the reason why they rushed over immediately after the beacon smoke was ignited here. The county lieutenants in several nearby counties were alerted to the news and prepared to use the heads of the defeated Yellow Turban soldiers to enrich their military achievements. These two hundred
If the rest of the Yellow Turban Army could cut off part of their heads, slightly exaggerate their achievements, and rely on his nepotistic relationship with the county magistrate, it would be a matter of course for him to report that the Yellow Turban Army of more than a thousand people had been defeated.
If this credit falls on his head, his position should be moved up.
When he thought of this, the bearded county lieutenant felt his heart burning up. He didn't pay attention to the woods next to him at all, and he didn't believe that the yellow turban gangsters with mud-legged backgrounds would set up an ambush.
As soon as the officers and soldiers arrived, the collapse in the village slowed down.
Seeing the arrival of the reinforcements, the Orion soldiers were immediately inspired and blocked the yellow turbans who rushed forward at the door. At this time, the yellow turbans were unable to advance or retreat, and were in a state of attack from two sides.
Just after the battle, more than ten people died under the sword of the guards commanded by the county captain. These guards were tall and strong, and they were all domestic slaves. They had practiced martial arts since they were young. They were definitely not comparable to ordinary soldiers.
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Anyone who can reach the status of a county captain will naturally not have a low background. He is poor in literature and rich in martial arts. This county captain belongs to a powerful local family named Zheng.
Regardless of the beginning and the end, the little leader of the Yellow Turban bandits recruited by Zhao Futu was the first to lose their fighting spirit. These people were originally defeated troops and bandits, and they didn't have much morale at all. Now that they saw so many officers and soldiers coming, they had no morale at all.
Fighting spirit. They saw an opening, fought their way out of the siege, and then ran away, not caring about the life or death of the yellow turbans within the siege.
As a result, morale will be even lower!
Not far away from these yellow scarf thieves, a group of officers and soldiers rushed out and intercepted them all at once. Taking advantage of them, seven or eight of them were shot by bows and arrows, and then let the officers and soldiers who rushed up kill them one by one.
killed.
"kill!"
"Come with me!"
Zhao Futu sighed and took the lead and rushed out.
This was not the best time for a sneak attack, but if he didn't fight out, the morale of the Yellow Turbans might collapse. He led more than ten people to rush behind the officers and soldiers, and charged in first, using the Silver Cross Swordsmanship to
He used his spinning and slashing skills to the fullest in chaotic battles, and more than a dozen unprepared officers and soldiers died under his sword in one fell swoop.
On the other side, the yellow scarf warriors also held the pair of flat short axes and led a group of people to pounce on the archers on one side.
With more than 200 or 30 people ambushing more than 200 people, Zhao Futu couldn't help but burst out. After he rushed into the enemy's formation, he used all his strength, and the fine steel sword in his hand brought out a cold light, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
He killed the officers and soldiers who had not yet reacted and were knocked off their feet. The morale of the Yellow Turban Army captains following him was also greatly boosted, and the swords in their hands seemed to have a little more strength!
It takes a lot of courage to attack an army ten times your own with more than ten people on a cold weapon battlefield.
If the enemy cannot be defeated in one breath, and if he is surrounded by his own men, even an elite team will die when it arrives. It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. In ancient cold weapon warfare, once surrounded, even if
It was a time when the famous historical generals who were as powerful as those were exhausted and were killed. Of course Zhao Futu understood this, so he used his killing move as soon as he made a move. The purpose was to knock down their momentum first and stabilize the Yellow Turbans over there.
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"Bah!"
There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Zhao Futu suddenly froze, like a hungry tiger attacking a sheep, and then quickly fell to the ground. Several crossbow arrows flew over his head with just a hair's breadth.
"Damn it! It's actually a military crossbow!" Zhao Futu cursed in his heart. He summoned up a lot of brute force and directly lifted a corpse on the ground. He used it as a human shield and blocked it in front of him. He said "swish" a few more times.
, three crossbow arrows hit the human shield in front of him. He threw away the body in his hand, then jumped out, leaping more than ten feet in the air, and struck the sneak attack officer and soldier with a sharp slash.
His eyes turned red due to congestion, with streaks of blood appearing faintly, and he roared: "You are seeking death!"
In this cold weapon fight, shouting is definitely the only way to defeat the enemy. If you encounter those timid and weak-willed people with a loud shout, it will scare them so hard that their hands and feet will become weak, and even worse, their weapons will drop.
On the ground, he was extremely bloody from the fight. Although he had just experienced a battlefield mission for the first time, he had unknowingly gathered a trace of real bleak murderous aura from the killing!
This loud shout shocked many people nearby and their ears were covered. Several soldiers who were closer felt their heads buzzing for a moment, and their reactions were immediately slowed down by half a beat.
This half-shot is the difference between life and death. A cold light flashed and several heads flew up!
Zhao Futu was about to rush forward and kill all these threatening crossbowmen, but suddenly he felt a chill on his back! He didn't have time to think about it, and turned around to block with his sword completely instinctively, and he heard
There was a loud bang and a strong force came, and he took a few steps back! But when the county lieutenant saw him killing more than 20 people in succession, he finally couldn't bear it and abandoned the opponent in front of him.
, turned around and rushed back.
The bearded county lieutenant's eyes were about to burst, and his whole body was full of murderous aura. He said sadly and angrily: "Traitor! Give back the life of my clan brother!"
However, under Zhao Futu's killing spree just now, his brother from some clan was also killed.
Chapter completed!