Ice and snow, hidden edge, close at hand, the army hides, biting his teeth to endure the cold. Take off your clothes, open your chest, go hand in hand with courage, chasing your soul without stopping.
Wang Juan really didn't expect that after the Tubo army passed by, what followed was not a reserve army dedicated to refueling tactics at key places, but a food and grass escort team.
If this is let go, she will be as stupid as Guo Tu, in fact, Guo Tu now knows that he is going to fight a game with 10,000 people and 4,000 people. If he doesn't dare to do it, then she doesn't need to lead.
One step in advance, Wang Juan immediately began to arrange the people who were escorted by Tubo to escort food and grass. All the people drank the last bit of wine, untied their clothes and placed them under their bodies, lying on them and waiting for 4,000 people to come over.
The people who took off the clothes were the people Guo Tu originally brought, and the people in the logistics camp were still wearing their clothes.
From the time when the dispatched scout found four thousand Tubo people, until the time when the Tubo people came over, they waited for half an hour, that is, an hour. More than 10,000 people just lay on their stomachs, gritted their teeth and endured the cold, just to initiate a sudden Assault.
"Listen to my orders, the logistics battalion started first, and the crossbowmen immediately followed and suppressed. When the sword and gun team charged, they would push forward with the crossbow attack. You have everything you win and prepare."
Wang Juan conveyed the order one by one, took out the firecrackers a little nervously, and took a deep breath. This can be said to be the first battle she really commanded in this era. Only success is allowed, not failure. .
The Tubo escorts were also careful along the way. They knew that their team was most vulnerable to attack. They watched their surroundings vigilantly along the way, as if there were enemies everywhere.
Some people even shoot an arrow at the side of the road where there may be Tibetans every once in a while.
Seeing that four thousand people were about to reach the ambush, a few of the people in the team shot the arrows in their hands toward the mountain, but the others were all missed, but one arrow was inserted into the shoulder of a soldier of the Tang Army. .
With a "puff", the soldier who was shot opened his mouth and bit his arm, his eyes were staring, and he stunned the sound he was about to shout, letting the arrow stick in his body without making any unnecessary movements.
From Zhang Xiaobao's place, he could just see the soldier, and he gave a secret applause, ready to wait for this incident and give him a good reward.
Guo Tu also took a knife at this time. He knew that he had no chance to command, so he had to fight with him. In any case, he had to kill a few people to excuse himself, even if he died in battle.
The ears of people who shoot arrows in Tubo are still not enough to hear what the arrow is shooting from dozens of steps away. After shooting the arrows routinely, they no longer pay attention to it, and follow the team to move forward.
"Kill!" "Slap".
Seeing that the enemy had reached the preset place, Wang Juan pulled the trigger, the flint hit the Nizi, and ignited, shouted, and shot down.
With the sound of the order, countless one-time "bazookas" with long smoke tails rushed down the mountain and exploded among the crowd. Amidst the rumbling, bows and crossbows were fired, so that those who had always been vigilant were still caught. I was caught off guard.
"Kill..." The man armed with a knife and gun rushed over under the leadership of the logistics camp.
The Tubo people, who were frightened by the explosion, hurriedly worked as a unit, and wanted to organize their hands to meet the enemy.
The people in the logistics camp first came into contact with each other. Twenty steps away, they took out the firecrackers and fired them randomly. The team on the Tubo side who wanted to meet the enemy immediately fell down a large area, and when they were ten steps away, the sleeve arrows swept down another one. The Miao team held a blowing rope in one hand, and threw a grenade into the crowd in the other.
The Tubo people are not lacking in bravery, but they have never seen such a weapon. They were beaten up as soon as they met. The rumbling movement was like thunder. Countless shirtless people ran down from the mountain, holding big swords or spears in their hands, wow. Called to kill.
In just a short while, the Tubo people were swept down by five or six hundred people. When they reacted, it was Tang Jun. It was too late to fight. Tang Jun, who had no protection on his body, had long since lost the idea of avoiding and resisting. , There is only one thought in my mind, attack, attack again.
Zhang Xiaobao held the fire guns beside Wang Juan in his hand, and watched the situation on the battlefield vigilantly to prevent Wang Juan from being touched by Liu Ya.
"Blow the trumpet, order the logistics battalion to rush away from the opponent, the first battalion turns to the left, the second battalion intersperses strongly, the crossbowmen scatter freely, the strong bow team prepares, the scouts are looking for the enemy commander, fixed-point sniper, the seventh battalion is dispatched, don’t bother. In the official war, go behind the enemy, hurry, run for me, the eighth battalion, the eighth battalion supports the middle road, don't fall in love with the battle, quickly divide and encircle, the tenth battalion rocket burns food."
As Wang Juan's orders passed on, various trumpets resounded over the battlefield. Except for the nine battalions that remained by Wang Juan's side, all the other nine battalions were thrown into the battlefield.
Wang Juan holds a telescope in his hand and sends orders from time to time to mobilize the overall situation.
"Order the fourth battalion to shrink, move the fifth battalion to the right, crossbowmen abandon their bows, fight melee, and reinforce the fourth battalion. The scouts cooperate with the strong archers to kill the opposing brave people. Pull it apart and stabilize it."
The Tubo people on the battlefield have lost their commanding generals and are fighting on their own. As Wang Juan’s order was passed on, the three teams in the Ninth Battalion had nearly 600 people. They opened horizontally and moved forward with guns. Even if the person who wants to be the last desperate person in the battlefield hits without breaking the battlefield, it feels like a mountain, overwhelming the opponent in momentum.
With Wang Juan’s commanding command, the people of Tubo were quickly divided and surrounded in panic. After another small number of Tubo troops were ambushed, they could only rush everywhere, as if they were surrounded by enemies with armor on them. For the first time, the people found that armor was a burden in mountain jungle warfare.
The people standing on the flat ground are better. The Tubo people who are fighting with others on the diagonal break must try their best to maintain a balance. There are people attacking on the front, back, left and right, unable to form a cooperation with their own people.
"Those who can speak Tubo must surrender and not kill." Wang Juan breathed a sigh of relief after watching the battle and the situation that had become one-sided.
Following the shouts, the Tubo people who had already lost their fighting spirit threw down their weapons and surrendered to their knees. The remaining individuals were also killed under the siege of the crowd.
It took more than half an hour from the beginning to the end of an ambush with more fighting and less fighting. All Tubo commanders were shot to death. After counting the number of people, one thousand people from the four thousand Tubo team surrendered.
More than 600 people in Tang Jun also gave their precious lives and could not return to their homeland.
"The wounded were bandaged on the spot, took their clothes back and put them on. Each person brought ten days' worth of food from the Tubo grains and burned all the rest. The Tubo who surrendered were tied up. Heed my order and kill!"
After the war, Wang Juan began to be suitable, and waited for most of the things to be done, and dropped a big sword on the more than 1,000 Tubo who had surrendered, leaving no prisoners.
The Tubo people who knew their fate began to yell at Tang Jun. They said that they would not kill when they surrendered, but they couldn't escape death after all.
Regardless of how the Tubo people scolded, Tang Jun could only slash his army with a knife, allowing the enemy's blood to be sprayed on his body, and he could be warmer.
"Write down the names of the soldiers who died in the war, and retreat with me." Wang Juan cannot take prisoners, let alone take away the dead soldiers. They can only stay on the mountain and become food for beasts or the Tubo army to vent their anger. The object of it.
The soldiers in the ranks of less than 10,000 people dressed up, brought ten days' worth of food, and disappeared in the mountains, leaving only the blood and corpses all over the ground, as well as the billowing smoke from the burning grain.
The soldiers who were tired after fighting for a victory retreated quickly, and they were willing to obey Wang Juan's orders from the heart. Whoever can lead them to victory will get their respect.
Guo Tu and other generals were also seen to follow the team again. They were lucky, none of them died, and a lot of them were killed. It may also have something to do with their usual martial arts training. Guo Tu doesn’t look at the previous command problems. But the ability to fight is really not small, one person killed six Tubo.
The knives were cut off, and the blood in the whole body was stabbed by someone on the right chest. The spear head went in for more than an inch and was bandaged casually, even though the blood soaked through the bandaged cloth did not complain.
It was very quiet when walking in the team, occasionally looking at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, their eyes changed from before. This part of their generals finally knew that the real commander of the logistics battalion was the little girl Wang Juan. All the orders were many. It came from her mouth.
The evaluation in my heart is cruel, decisive, and unable to find faults in the command. The grasp of the battlefield situation has reached an unbelievable level. When the fighting was the most chaotic, it was commanded to the level of a unit of cooperation. Strengthen the battalion. Each team has nearly two hundred people, and one team has four teams.
In other words, this little girl commanded a small team of more than fifty individuals to fight, attacking, defending, dividing, interspersing, covering, encircling, so that countless gangs of soldiers cooperated on the entire battlefield. The sound of drums and the constantly changing flags never stopped in the battle just now.
When the generals were frightened by Wang Juan, they couldn't help thinking, where did this girl come from? Who taught her? Commanding a team of 10,000 people to such a level, ordinary people can't even think about it.
Wang Juan didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all. What does it mean to command him as a unit? The powerful people in the family can command the squad as a unit, and the power of each squad on the battlefield will be unearthed. There are nearly fifty people in one group, and only a few people in one squad.
This is because they are not proficient in cooperating with soldiers, and the messenger has never experienced such a battle. Otherwise, they can command more detailed, fewer deaths and more people. If there is a computer, it is better to look at the overall situation. In addition, the speed of the keyboard and mouse is faster than using the mouth to convey commands.