Gong Xichou was considered one of the most skilled warriors in the world, and he realized what the problem was the moment the fog appeared.
at the same time-
His expression also became very subtle.
Yes, subtle.
If he had not been sure that the allied army had no undercover agents, he would have suspected that the scholar who used the way of the scholar was one of his own. You know, he was worried that the ants that entangled him were too annoying, and the previous battle had indeed caused heavy losses, so a protracted war was not in his favor. When the fog came, Gong Xichou felt that he was in good shape again! He immediately killed another person!
"You guys go ahead and have fun, I'm going to go play somewhere else!"
Gong Xichou kicked away the brave general who was harassing him.
He stepped on a man's helmet and leaped to another place. When he was about to land, he was steadily caught by a galloping warhorse.
Although the thick fog did not affect the vision of the brave warriors, it affected the ordinary soldiers. They would hack anyone who came close and could not distinguish between friend and foe. Gong Xichou moved gracefully and quickly created distance between them. He even rushed into the group of allied soldiers.
Can the brave warriors of the Alliance Army do this
Of course not.
They are completely afraid of the consequences!
If they chased Gong Xichou without caring about anything and killed all the soldiers on the way, it would probably cause conflicts within the alliance army. By then, the rebels of the King of Pigs were not killed, and the internal forces would fight each other first. But this was not the most outrageous move of Gong Xichou.
He fought back and forth for several rounds, the dark green warhorse under his crotch dripping with the blood of the Allied soldiers. He then sacrificed his Wudan Tiger Talisman, which turned into hundreds of sets of armor for his own elite troops.
Wearing armor, strange "figures" appeared on the pitch-dark battlefield. They could judge the enemy and friend just by the outline of the "figures".
The thick fog had little effect on these soldiers.
"Gong Xichou, accept your death!"
A long sword blocked Gong Xichou's path.
When he looked, it was a strange face.
After a brief pause, other brave generals attacked again.
Gong Xichou sneered: "You guys really don't know what's good for you. I'm kind enough to let you live, but you insist on sticking your necks out."
"Don't be so arrogant!"
They fought together again.
The Allied Forces were very dissatisfied as they smelled the blood in the air and endured the fear of obstructed vision and numerous crises.
Lian Gu Ren also had some complaints - only the troops under the alliance leader Wu Xian could calmly deal with such a situation. The other forces suffered more disadvantages than advantages in the thick fog. Their losses were not heavy, but they were a bit large compared to Wu Xian's troops. How could they sit still
The soldiers under Wu Xian's command took advantage of the cover of thick fog and killed many rebels, and his contribution far exceeded that of others.
Furthermore, the nearly 1,000 elite soldiers led by Gong Xichou were apparently not affected by the thick fog. They took advantage of the fog to charge back and forth, causing considerable damage to several forces other than Wu Xian.
With so many factors combined, who can feel comfortable
"But if we stop now, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain!" Qin Li stated the facts calmly, with no emotion in his eyes.
One person suppressed his dissatisfaction and said, "But if you don't stop, we can't help but suspect that the leader is taking the opportunity to harm his allies..."
This is not giving any face at all.
For a moment, everyone was in an uproar.
Qin Li's face darkened and he looked at the alliance leader Wu Xian.
Wu Xian pondered for a while.
Secretly exchanged glances with Qin Li.
Finally, he stopped Qin Li.
"Gong Su, let's stop here today."
Qin Li bowed slightly and said, "Yes, my lord."
The elite troops in the rear who had encircled and killed the Zhu King's rebels were already on their way back. Clearing the thick fog at this time would not put their side in danger, so Qin Li did so without much hesitation.
The thick fog dissipated, but the battlefield was not truly over.
The melee lasted for more than two hours before it ended.
The two armies each called off their battles, leaving behind countless corpses. They sent people to count the bodies, and found that 60% were from the Zhu King's rebel army and 40% were from the allied army.
Among the corpses belonging to the allied forces, 90% were from other large and small forces, and only 10% were soldiers under Wu Xian's command.
They suffered the least losses and killed the most enemies.
Other forces are quite resentful.
Ultimately, it's all due to the thick fog.
However, Qin Li doesn't think so.
He said calmly: "This is just an ordinary thick fog. There are countless similar mazes and fog arrays. Can you prevent the enemy from using these means to interfere with vision during the war? As long as the command is proper, that little impact can be almost offset..."
It is even more impossible for the joke of one's own people killing one's own people to happen.
What this means is that there is something wrong with their own command.
When the thick fog came, the soldiers under their tent became confused and ran around like headless flies, not obeying military orders.
Should we blame others for the losses caused by these problems
Everyone was blushing after Qin Li exposed their shortcomings.
Some people feel ashamed, while others feel angry and embarrassed.
He immediately jumped up and drew his sword.
The man's brutality was too sudden, and the people around him were unable to stop him. They watched as the knife was about to chop Qin Li, but it stopped at the last moment. A trace of fear flowed in the man's eyes, his hands loosened, and the long knife fell to the ground with a clang, his face turned ashen.
Alliance leader Wu Xian knew that nothing would happen to Qin Li.
But this person wanted to kill his confidant in front of him. Did he think that Wu Zhaode was made of clay and had no temper at all
Immediately, Wu Xian sneered.
It sounded like a bolt of thunder exploding out of nowhere to that person's ears.
I broke out in a cold sweat and my hair stood on end.
He endured the sweat on his forehead and the twitching of his eyes, and barely regained his sanity. He looked at the eyes of the people around him, took two steps back in fear and said, "Don't blame me, Alliance Leader Wu. I was in a hurry at the moment, so I did such a stupid thing..."
Alliance leader Wu Xian did not express his position immediately.
Instead, he looked at him in silence.
The atmosphere around was so tense that it was suffocating.
finally-
His expression relaxed.
The atmosphere also relaxed again.
Alliance leader Wu Xian said sincerely and heartbrokenly: "I know how you feel. It's just that we can sit down and talk about anything. I will give you a satisfactory explanation no matter what. However, you can never draw your sword against your own people! What's the difference between this and fratricide? We have formed an alliance for the greater good to fight against the rebels of King Zhui. Don't let them laugh at us. If this gets out, how will people in the world and future generations view us?"
Everyone immediately fell silent.
The contradiction was easily resolved.
If you continue to make trouble, who can bear the heavy hat put on you
After this battle, they also realized the gap in strength between themselves and the Zhui King's rebels - Gong Xichou only led 10,000 elite troops, and Xiaocheng still had a part of them stationed -
If the two sides really start fighting, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.
At least, our losses couldn't be so small.
Wu Xian's army is the main force among the main forces of the alliance. If they are completely annoyed, no one will benefit.
A minor dispute ended just like that.
But the impact continues.
The Union Army stopped to clean up the battlefield.
The soldiers set up camp temporarily, cooking.
Shen Tang also went out to help along the way, doing his best.
Although there were few people, Shen Tang had been in the limelight during the day, so how could the allied forces dare to look down on him? Not only did they not look down on him, but they were actually enthusiastic and indescribable. Chu Yao lifted the curtain of the makeshift tent and asked, "Is Wu Lang awake?"
Lin Feng, who was responsible for taking care of Shen Tang, stood up and answered.
"Teacher, my husband is still asleep."
Chu Yao looked worried and murmured, "Is he still not awake?"
Outside the tent, several important people on Shen Tang's side gathered together, and even the brothers Zhai Le and Zhai Huan came to join in the fun after hearing the news.
They stared closely at Chu Yao who came out.
Chu Yao shook his head.
Qi Shan asked: "How is this possible?"
Gu Chi also said: "Yes, Qi Yuanliang is still awake..."
Shen Tang's injuries were shared by Qi Shan. It made no sense for her to remain unconscious when she was so strong and had escaped from Gong Xichou's hands many times.
As soon as he finished speaking, he received a roll of the eyes from Qishan.
Gu Chi asked back: "Did I say something wrong?"
Qishan was too lazy to chat with him.
Chu Yao ignored the two men and continued, "... Fortunately, Wu Lang's pulse is very stable, strong and powerful, with abundant blood and qi, so he should be fine... Lin Feng, have someone slaughter a piglet and stew some broth for Wu Lang to nourish him..."
Oh, those can't be called piglets anymore.
After raising it for more than two months, it has grown to a considerable size.
Because of their existence, Shen Tang's logistics became a strange sight in the alliance army - everyone carried baggage and food to the war, and if there was any meat, it was mainly dried meat that was easy to preserve, with only a very small number of live livestock. But it was different on Shen Tang's side.
There are a lot of big pigs and small pigs.
We also have to drive pigs while marching.
The pig got frightened and ran away, and you had to run to chase it.
The key is that they are all fat.
The meat was trembling, and who wouldn't be greedy when seeing it.
Although pork is smelly and even the richer families would not eat it, thinking it is not worthy of being on the table, for ordinary people who can only eat meat a few times a year, smelly pork is a rare meat dish...
As for the unpalatable taste
It’s good enough to have meat to eat, why are you so picky about the taste
Therefore, they looked at the pigs with envy.
This caused the soldiers on Shen Tang's side to change shifts several times a night, for fear that if no one was watching, the pigs would be stolen away by others.
For Shen Tang, Chu Yao decided to kill one!
Lin Feng said: "Well, the student will go right away."
Chu Yao raised his eyes and looked at Qi Shan: "I'll give you some supplements too - you are really reckless, you really don't fear death at all."
Qishan felt a little "flattered".
My goodness, does he still have a share in this piglet
Although he disliked pork, this was the pork served by the tactful Chu Yao, so he decided to give him some face by picking up two pieces of pork with his chopsticks. After hearing the last sentence, Qi Shan said, "What is there to be afraid of? The way of the scholar is something I can control."
Being hurt means that Shen Tang always trusts him. If Mr. Shen gets hurt and he doesn't react, it means that the trust is gone.
This is not something he can control.
On the bright side, at least it means he did not make the wrong choice.
Chu Yao asked: "What do you have to hide?"
He remembered.
When the tax silver escorted by Captain Yang was intercepted that day, Qi Shan was injured even though he was far away from the center of the melee. At that time, he thought it was due to his own negligence, but now thinking about it, there were signs of problems as early as possible.
Qi Shan said: "With Shen Xiaolang... the Lord's temper, if he knew, he would be restrained, which would be very disadvantageous-"
Whether it was a fight between generals or something else, as long as it was a fight of life and death, being too cautious would limit oneself and ruin one's precious life at the critical moment of life and death. Now Shen Tang was still needed to do it himself, and it was impossible to prevent Shen Tang from taking action, so he couldn't be too restricted.
Chu Yao is different from him.
If Shen Tang died, Chu Yao would also die. However, injuries in normal times would not affect Chu Yao, but Qi Shan was different—any damage Shen Tang suffered would be shared by him in half. However, how could there be no injuries in a fight between life and death? How could he be restrained by this
Therefore, Qishan chose to conceal it.
Even though he knew that with Shen Tang's strength in the battlefield, getting injured was a common occurrence, he wouldn't be able to hide it for long.
Chu Yao: "... Can it be untied?"
Qishan asked in return: "Can you control your scribe's ways?"
Chu Yao: “…”
Qishan said: "That's all."
There are many scholars in the world who have the literati's way, but few can really master it. Most of them are still suffering from the negative impact of incomplete literati's way - typical examples are Gu Chi and Kang Shi. Qishan is eloquent and not ashamed.
Chu Yao: “…”
Like cures like, this guy should eat more pig brains!
Gu Chi couldn't help but cover the corners of his mouth with his sleeves.
Kang Shi raised an eyebrow.
I don’t understand why Gu Chi is smiling at these two people.
Among the crowd, only Zhai Huan cared about the losses of the two armies.
As for Zhai Le
He was thinking of the piglets.
Suddenly he remembered how Shen Tang had boasted to him about how delicious a castrated pig tasted. He had been taking medicine every day to recuperate from his injuries, and the root of his tongue tasted bitter. He couldn't help but drool at the thought of the delicious food.
I don’t know if I can try it…
Shen Tang woke up to the smell of meat.
My stomach is rumbling and I'm playing the empty city plan.
She sat up straight suddenly, which scared Lin Feng.
"My dear, you finally woke up!"
Lin Feng's eyes turned red like rabbit eyes with joy.
Shen Tang loosened his stiff muscles and bones, accidentally pulling the wound, and grimaced in pain: "Wake up, wake up, why are you crying?"
"My dear, you have slept for two or three hours."
When Shen Tang looked at the sky outside, it was indeed getting dark.
She asked, "The rebels retreated?"
Lin Feng nodded: "We retreated, losing more than 2,500 people."
More than two thousand five hundred people
That’s almost a quarter loss.
Shen Tang shook his head in his heart - with such a huge loss, Gong Xichou, as the commander, would inevitably have to suffer the consequences.
Speaking of the front row -
She remembered the tempting smell of meat wafting in the air.
My mood brightened up: "What's roasting outside that smells so good?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's the pig that my husband raised."
It turned out that the husband did not lie to her.
The castrated pig really has no fishy smell. Whether it is stewed, fried or roasted, the meat is very rich and the aroma is so tempting.
Shen Tang yelled: "My pig!!!"
She thought it was her big wild boar that was slaughtered.
She enjoyed riding that wild boar.
Upon hearing the bad news, Shen Tang kicked away the quilt that was in the way, put on his coat hastily, put his shoes on the wrong way, and ran out, shocking Lin Feng. If you didn't know, you would have thought that your husband's mount (especially the motorcycle) was killed...
She hurriedly picked up her cloak to keep warm and ran after him.
While running, she said, "My dear, put this on."
Shen Tang's mind is full of her pig.
There were only about 200 people on her side, and the camp was small, so Chu Yao didn't care so much and directly set up Shen Tang's exclusive small kitchen not far from Shen Tang's temporary tent. She arrived in just two steps.
For a moment, they stared at each other with Qishan.
They have sharp ears and sharp eyes.
That is to say—
Don’t miss Shen Tang’s hoarse cry of “My pig!”
Zhai Le put down the roasted pork on skewers awkwardly.
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