Liu Kuo's men rushed forward, forced the rebels away for a while, and then Fang Xie and them withdrew. After the two sides met, there were less than seventy people, but it was obviously much better than when they were fighting independently. The waves of the rising tide of the rebels behind them rushed up wave after wave like hitting the embankment. After Fang Xie and the others broke out of the rebel formation, they had no choice but to return to their side and fight while retreating.
After all, Liu Kuo was already old, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted. In addition, the wounds on his body had not been treated, and the blood continued to flow out, which accelerated the loss of strength. Fang Jie saw that his dancing movements were getting slower and slower, and then he grabbed his armor belt and threw him with one arm backward.
"Escort General Liu onto the ship first!"
Fang Jie yelled, and the Damo Dao in his hand danced a light curtain, knocking four or five of the rebels who rushed up. Liu Kuo's soldiers supported him to retreat, but he struggled and wanted to charge forward. This general who refuses to obey the old does not want to show weakness in front of the younger generation.
"General Liu!"
While killing people, Fang Jie shouted: "Take a break, and you will replace me when I am tired!"
Liu Kuo's heart warmed, knowing that Fang Jie was taking care of his face. He looked back and saw that most of the boats that were too late to be tied had been washed away by the water, so he rushed over immediately, jumped into the water and dragged back a boat that was just about to drift away. The moment he entered the water, the river was immediately dyed red.
There is his own blood, and the blood of the enemy.
After Fang Jie and the people from the military camp were separated, eleven people stood in a row to protect the comrades behind them. A dense forest of long spears came over, clanging against the bright light armor. Chungu changed Fang Xie's Chaolu Knife, and couldn't use it smoothly. One of them accidentally got stabbed by the long spears and staggered and fell to the ground. The armor on her body was too heavy, and her strength was almost exhausted. She tried to stand up twice but failed.
When the rebels saw someone fall, they rushed forward like crazy, and smashed Chungu's body like a rainstorm with spears and knives. Seeing his wife falling to the ground, the butcher was in danger, and immediately strode over, blocked the rebels' attack with his back, and stretched out his hands to hug Chungu. On his back, there were jingling sounds from the enemy's weapons.
Chun Gu looked at the burly and ugly man in front of her with tenderness in her eyes.
Fang Jie took a step across, and with a sweep of the blade, he knocked down the rebels attacking the butcher, and then urged Chun Gu to retreat. Seeing that Fang Xie and the others had retreated to the river, the rebels who had suffered a great loss would not let go easily, rushing forward like countless beasts. Fortunately, because Fang Jie and the others were few and the battle group was small, no matter how many rebels there were, it was impossible to charge up at the same time.
Every time Fang Jie took a step back, several corpses fell in front of him. The next four or five steps lead to the river, and the ground under his feet was very slippery, and his steps became less steady.
The pontoon bridge was still more than 50 meters away from the north bank, and many left-wing archers had already settled on the pontoon bridge and fired arrows to support them.
But the pontoon bridge is only that wide after all, so this support is useless. Many people were shot by the rebel archers, fell into the Yellow Bull River and were rushed out from a distance.
Liu Kuo tried his best to pull back a small boat, but all the fishermen who drove the boat were shot to death by feather arrows, and the other boats gradually drifted away. At this time, there were still fifty or sixty people left, and it was obviously impossible to go back with this small boat.
"Soldiers from the left guard!"
Liu Kuo stuffed the rope on the boat into Aunt Chun's hand, then swung the long spear and killed it again: "When we need to cut off the rope, we can't give it to others! Under the command of the general, there is no one who is afraid of death! Wearing left Anyone in the avant-garde battle uniform will follow me back!"
Dozens of soldiers from the Left Front Guard Jingbu Battalion rushed forward behind him, shouting. Relying on a surge of blood and the fighting power of the Jingbu Battalion, dozens of people counter-charged and forced the rebels back four or five steps away.
"General Fang, cross the river quickly!"
Liu Kuo yelled while killing people: "If you can't go back, our people will all die in vain!"
Fang Jie felt sour when he heard this, gritted his teeth and shook his head: "If I go back, I won't be able to sleep peacefully from now on! Since we are all destined to die here, let's just let go and kill us all." !"
Liu Kuo's heart became hot, and he couldn't care about other things: "Okay, let's let go and kill!"
At this time, suddenly the rebels on the high slope on the bank let out a cry of alarm. Immediately afterwards, the formation of the rebels began to be chaotic. The members of the rebel supervisor team could be heard yelling loudly, but soon the rebel team around the river continued to retreat. From their shouts, Fang Xie could hear a wave of fear.
Once the pressure in front of him was relieved, he couldn't help but look back.
On the lower reaches of the Yellow Niu River, more than a dozen huge black shadows quickly floated over the wide river. There was blood all over his face, and Fang Jie wiped it away before he could see clearly that the huge black shadows were clearly more than a dozen huge warships. Behind these behemoths, countless masts gradually became clear.
Great Sui navy!
The rebel army did not have such a powerful navy, and the increasingly clear red battle flag on the warship was like a shining sun at this time, which immediately warmed the hearts of all the Sui soldiers who were still alive on the north bank.
Dozens of Huanglong clippers came from behind the big warship, and the archers on the warships began to strike at the rebels on the north bank. And on the large ship that stopped in the middle of the river, the ballistas on one side of the ship began to show their power collectively. Hundreds of ballistas and arrows poured out by nearly ten thousand archers immediately spread a layer of white feathers on the north bank. It looked as if the river bank was covered with white weeds.
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The Yellow Dragon Clippers lined up near the north bank, and each Yellow Dragon Clipper could carry at least 200 soldiers. The navy soldiers are all excellent archers. Standing on the boat condescendingly shooting at the rebels on the river bank, the naval archers of the Sui Dynasty were simply killing.
The formation of the rebels finally collapsed, and the soldiers fled back howling. The supervisory team killed dozens of people one after another, but they couldn't stop the rebel soldiers' desire to survive. Once their courage was broken, they would not be able to pinch a piece in a short time. Like frightened scattered ants, the river bank was full of rebels fleeing to the distance.
The archers on the Huanglong Clippers each shot at least five arrows, and there was almost no place to stay on this section of the river bank. The dense white feathers stuck on the ground made people's heart shocked beyond words.
Seeing the rebels retreat, several centipede clippers were put down from the big Huanglong ship. The speed of this kind of ship that can transport dozens of soldiers is incomparable. Dozens of soldiers slide their paddles at the same time, just like a few giant centipedes. It's like stepping on the water and rushing towards the north bank.
After the navy soldiers went ashore, they began to set up defenses, and Fang Xie and them were protected behind with a phalanx.
A navy general wearing a special armor got off the centipede clipper, glanced at the ground above and untied the stumped limbs and arms in front of them, his expression couldn't help but change. At first, the navy's parade fleet thought it was a large-scale conflict between the left avant-garde and the rebels, and the left avant-garde was forcibly crossing the Yellow Niu River. Because the rebels on the north bank were densely packed, it seemed that there were at least tens of thousands of people gathered. Therefore, Duan Zheng, the general in command of the navy, immediately ordered the navy to assist, still complaining in his heart why the left front guard did not send someone to contact the navy for coordination.
But when they got closer, the navy personnel discovered that there were only dozens of Sui soldiers trapped on the north bank.
The navy general Bie has been in the army for many years, but he has never seen such a tragic battlefield. Dozens of Sui soldiers, everyone who is still alive today is like a blood man. Their armor is red, their hair is red, and their faces are still red. At the feet of these living people, there are a lot of dead people.
Sailor, don't forget how many corpses there are, there are too many, so many that his heart twitches.
He couldn't imagine how this team with a total strength of less than 350 people survived under the siege of tens of thousands of enemy troops. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it no matter who mentioned it to him. The difference in military strength is so great that it can be called a myth at all.
Blood flowed from his feet and flowed into the great river.
He stood up straight, and then gave the most standard Sui military salute!
Fang Jie sat down on the bloody muddy floor, and thrust the Damo knife towards his side.
"This general, do me a favor... Brothers who lost their lives here, the corpses cannot be thrown away. Please call someone, identify them, and transport our corpses back to the Yellow Niu River. They have to be washed body, sewed up the wounds and changed into clean clothes before burial..."
Sailor General Bie nodded vigorously, and personally led people to search for the people from the Left Front Guard Jingbu Camp in the pile of corpses.
Liu Kuo sat down next to his body, took a look at Fang Jie and suddenly laughed: "I have always looked down on the pretty boy. I used to think that the pretty boy is useless except for his face and butt."
Fang Xie knew that Liu Kuo must have other meanings in what he said, but he didn't know much about the left forward, so he couldn't guess it. Besides, he was so tired that he wanted to lie down, so he didn't have the strength to guess the mystery.
"That doesn't sound like a compliment to me."
Fang Jie smiled, and fumbled for the pipe from the deerskin pouch with trembling hands, but when he took out the shredded tobacco, he found that the shredded tobacco was soaked, and red blood was dripping down his fingers. He seemed to have made a fool of himself, and stuffed the dripping tobacco into the pipe, took out the torch and lit it.
The shredded tobacco was too wet, and it took him a long time to take a puff.
Mouth is full of thick bloody smell.
Fang Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief as he sprayed out the throat-pitting bloody smell from his mouth. The tense muscles all over his body also relaxed, and the trembling fingers finally returned to calm.
"The first murder?"
Liu Kuo looked at him in surprise and asked, "The first murder?"
Fang Jie shook his head and spat out bloody smear: "It's the first time to kill so many people."
He glanced at the injury on Liu Kuo's shoulder, removed the chain armor for him, and then found the wound medicine soaked in blood and applied it on. Liu Kuo could no longer feel the pain, and let Fang Xie tear off his shirt Cover the wound.
"I'll get used to it later."
Liu Kuo took off the wine bag and took a sip and handed it to Fang Jie: "You are very good. I have seen too many people of your age. The first time I went to the battlefield, I was so scared that I was incontinent. The first time I killed someone, I was so scared. I haven't slept for several days and nights. As soon as I close my eyes, I can see the person I killed dangling in front of me. Holding his head, shaking it... "
Fang Jie hummed, only then did he realize that he really wasn't afraid at all.
Among the thousands of armies, within the desperate situation.
He thought of death, but he had no fear.
He took a sip of his wine and looked back at the corpses all over the floor.
He suddenly had an urge to count how many corpses there were on the ground.
Under the control of the navy, the men and horses of the left avant-garde began to cross the river. Luo Yao, who originally didn't want to have any direct conflict with the rebels, had to do so now. Navy General Duan Zheng watched helplessly. If he didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity to cross the river, it would be impossible to justify it anyway.
Fang Jie himself did not expect that this trip to scout for news would actually prompt the left vanguard to attack, making it the first time that Tai Sui's army set foot on the land occupied by the rebels. I don't know, he disrupted Luo Yao's already set footsteps.
The moment when he, Liu Kuo and others were transported back to the south bank of the Yellow Niu River by warships, and their feet set foot on the bank.
The left front guard soldiers gathered on the river bank burst into cheers involuntarily. They spontaneously made way for a passage, and everyone looked at Fang Xie with sincere respect in their eyes. I don't know who was the first to put his right arm across his chest, but gradually everyone raised his right arm, expressing their respect with the most standard Sui military salute.
Soldiers, respect is never cowardly.
The hero returns.
Looking at the soldiers, Fang Jie suddenly realized that he was enjoying the scene very much. In front of him are countless pairs of respectful eyes, and behind him are the navy of the Sui Dynasty carrying soldiers across the Yellow Niu River. Standing among the soldiers, he suddenly had the illusion of grasping the whole world.
great
Fascinating.