"My lord, the Daxia people didn't break out of the camp. It seems that they are not going to leave today." The news of the horse's visit came from the walkie-talkie.
"Keep paying attention." Li Qianqiu said simply.
Ren Baqian heard it from the side, and smiled: "It seems that these Daxia people have chosen a burial place for themselves. Although it is a bit desolate, the scenery is still good."
"In this case, let them be fulfilled." Li Qianqiu said in a deep voice.
According to the route of the Southern Protectorate's reinforcements, they should be able to meet up at noon today.
There is a radio station in the support army, which can be contacted at any time, and it is easy to meet up.
Adding these 5,000 people is enough to bury those Daxia people here.
There are still two and a half days to leave Dayao, even if those Daxia people flee in all directions, they will not be able to escape.
Ren Baqian got up from the ground and stretched, looking at the ancient soldiers who were lying down and sleeping here and there in front of him, he thought that this sudden war was finally coming to an end.
In one and a half months, more than 500,000 casualties, the war in this world is simple, primitive, but also cruel.
Next, it's time to pick up the empress, seven-color cloud! Fortunately, it's not a flying cloud of seven colors, if that's the case, I'll be blinded.
Li Qianqiu stayed by the radio all morning, knowing the movement of the army at any time.
Before noon, the support army ran into scout horses sent out by Li Qianqiu, and just after noon, they saw a few knights riding sheep running from a distance.
"My lord, they are here."
"Okay!" Li Qianqiu said in a deep voice, his body didn't move, but in a moment he saw a black army appearing in his field of vision.
A few flags were flying above the army, with the words "Yu Nan" written on them. These were the reinforcements of the Southern Protectorate.
Five thousand soldiers with a burden on their backs, wearing leather armor that only protected the left side of their body, and holding long knives stopped a mile away, and then several generals got off their horns, came out of the team, and went straight Li Qianqiu's location.
"It's Lord Li, right? The general and others have seen Lord Li! Five thousand soldiers and horses have all arrived." Several people stepped forward, saw Li Qianqiu showed a token, and clasped their fists to salute, and then handed a token to Li Qianqiu hand.
"It's been a hard journey, everyone!" Li Qianqiu put the token on his waist and nodded. "Everyone is tired, let the soldiers rest on the spot first, light a fire and eat food, recharge their energy in the afternoon, attack in the evening, and come to listen to orders in the evening. After this battle, I will invite you to a banquet."
"Yes!" The generals took orders.
Originally, Ren Baqian thought that there would be a lot of things to be handed over when the two sides met, but he didn't expect that only one token was handed over, and it ended without saying a few words, which was neat and neat.
After a few people returned, Li Qianqiu said: "The first one is Hongze, the son of the Great General Fuguo, but he will not lose his reputation as an old man."
Only then did Ren Baqian know that Hongwu's son was actually in the support army.
Hong Wu's son, Hong Xian's father, he does have some impressions. At the beginning, Du Changkong said that Hong Xian's grandfather was Hong Wu, and his father was a captain in the Southern Protectorate. cared about.
But after thinking about the few people I saw just now, I really don't have much impression. Although he is not face-blind, the most notable features of the ancient people are their muscular build and their large stature. As for their appearance, most of them have a sloppy face, so it is really not easy to tell them apart.
The reinforcements of the Southern Protectorate took a rest all afternoon, and when the evening was approaching, Li Qianqiu asked some generals to come over to make arrangements.
In fact, there are not many arrangements, this time it is a strong attack, break up Da Xia, and then pursue.
First of all, Ren Baqian used mortars to disrupt the opponent's camp, and then flying cavalry rushed in as blades, and Li Qianqiu's men followed.
The Southern Protectorate's Mansion went around and attacked from another direction.
Feiqi and Li Qianqiu's troops attacked from the southwest, while the Southern Protectorate's department attacked from the southeast, driving the Great Xia army to the north.
Twelve thousand people are against less than 90,000 people, so there is no need to consider other things at all, just force it.
After defeating the opponent, the flying cavalry always pursued at the forefront, as long as Da Xia's rout soldiers were about to be twisted into small groups, the flying cavalry would break them up and defeat them. It is convenient for the soldiers in the rear to pursue.
Li Qianqiu also assigned a few walkie-talkies to the generals of the Southern Protectorate. It is more convenient to use them on the battlefield.
After a simple arrangement, everyone went back to prepare.
After dinner, everyone who had just rested all afternoon got up and sharpened their knives with the whetstone they carried with them.
Flying Cavalry and Li Qianqiu's faces were full of pain. These days they participated in more battles, and each blade was covered with large and small gaps, like saw blades.
Leaving aside the hatred of the country and the family, this knife is their lifeblood, and their lifeblood has become like this, which makes them hate the Daxia people enough.
They waited until the midnight and two quarters before they got up and set off. According to the scheduled time, they attacked at the intersection of Choushi and Yinshi. They attacked at this time, and it would be dawn in another hour, so it was easier to pursue.
"They found us." Tan Ma said through the walkie-talkie.
Ren Baqian rolled his eyes, isn't this nonsense? Li Qianqiu almost pushed the army to the gate of the Daxia camp, and he could see their sentry posts with his naked eyes, even if they were blind, they should have found out.
Ren Baqian got down from the horned ox, and asked Li Qianqiu to take him to a high place to see the position of the Daxia army formation, and after he got down, he began to adjust his muzzle. But when we went up to the sky, we found that the opponent's army formation had changed. They no longer stood together like before, but were only divided into the central army, the left and right wings, and the rear team.
Instead, it was divided into nearly twenty small formations.
"They're also thinking about countermeasures!" If such a small phalanx is bombarded, it is obviously easier to reorganize than the previous one.
Ren Baqian asked Li Qianqiu to take him to the sky three times, and when he got down, he drew the positions of the twenty small squares on the ground, calculated them in his heart, and then wrote down the values one by one on the ground.
After that, everyone began to wait in silence.
At this time, the inside and outside of the camp were full of chilling atmosphere, inside was the army formation of Daxia, and outside was the army of the ancient tribe, it was almost imminent.
This kind of atmosphere makes people feel extremely depressed, as if a heavy stone is pressing on the heart, and they want to yell and vent.
"Ah—" Ren Baqian shouted.
Everyone turned to look at him.
"Don't pay attention to me, I just have a sore throat and want to shout." Ren Baqian waved his hands. "How long?"
"A quarter of an hour."
"Call me in half an hour." Ren Baqian said.
After a while, a guard said: "My lord, the time is up."
"Start work!" Ren Baqian lifted the lid of the box next to it, revealing the cannonballs underneath.
"Hold on!" Ren Baqian motioned.
It's the old rules, and two guards came up immediately to support the barrel.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The two shells exploded directly in Daxia's army formation, and then all Daxia's troops did the same movement, crouching down with their heads in their arms. More than 80,000 people squatted down at the same time with their heads in their hands, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
In the next seven minutes, Ren Baqian fired a total of forty shells, nearly six shells in a minute. According to his memory, ten small phalanxes each received four shells.
In such a short period of time, no matter how much he can adjust.
And some of the phalanxes in the middle, even if they caused chaos, they had already reorganized by the time the flying cavalry killed them.
"Kill!" Li Qianqiu didn't look at Ren Baqian's results at all, and when the time came, he let out a long roar.
A thousand flying riders changed from static to dynamic the moment they gave the order. It took only eleven or twelve seconds to cross the distance of 200 meters, and then rushed into the Daxia barracks at an even faster speed.
"Kill!" Various shouts of killing came from the Daxia barracks.
When Li Qianqiu rushed in with his people, Ren Baqian sat down on the ground, and there was nothing else to do with him, and the war has basically come to an end now.
He took out a piece of big white rabbit from his pocket and threw it into his mouth. Ren Baqian lay on the ground looking at the stars for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he had been wearing this bag of big white rabbit for a long time, and he didn't use up all of it.
If Lin Qiaole is here, I'm afraid she won't be able to last for a few days.
Lin Qiaole? ? ?
Ren Baqian had a question mark face when he thought of that sleeping god, and then he suddenly realized, where is his bodyguard? When the Empress was in Liaocheng, Lin Qiaole went to find a place to sleep by herself... But after the Empress left, she also forgot about Lin Qiaole! Just leave Liaocheng!
The god-level master I hired with the white rabbit toffee should still be sleeping in Liaocheng, right