Fu Song

Chapter 429 It's Killed

The Three Routes of Xuzhou are brave and good at fighting, and the generals who lead them are not incompetent, just like now, although the sky has not yet fully lit up, and even though the camp has just buried pots and rice, they still let them out I sent some scouts to explore the way ahead and guard the left and right.

Even if this is still on their own territory, they also have a lot of these actions that should be done.

Luo Piao's rule of the army is quite strict.

A person who wants to unify the three-way barbarians in Syria and establish a country that is inherited like the Luo family's ghost country, of course, has real talents.

It's just the same, this time they encountered an army that can be regarded as the most powerful army in this era.

After Fan Yifei's scout team combined some of Xiao Cheng's training, combat and equipment, this scout team is quite different from the traditional scout team.

So much so that Xiao Cheng specially named this team: Special Operations Forces.

Fan Yifei spent several years of hard work, and the members of the so-called special operations forces who met Xiao Cheng's standard were only in their early [-]s. This time, Fan Yifei brought fifty people.

Seven or eight barbarian scouts entered the forest in front of them.

The forest was very large, covering the sky and the sun, and it was not yet bright at this time, so it was even more difficult to see clearly.

Each scout moved forward slowly with a distance of dozens of steps. After dawn, their large troops would pass through the forest and set off in the direction of Zhenxiong, and then attack Bijie from Zhenxiong.

This section of the road is about two hundred miles away, and it will take four to five days at the current speed of the tens of thousands of troops.

After all, the cavalry accounted for only one-third of the more than ten thousand troops, and the infantry's ability to walk fifty miles a day was already quite a remarkable achievement, enough to call themselves the elite of the world.

The forest was so dense that the scouts could hear each other's voices, but most of the time, they couldn't see each other. More often, they echoed each other with whistles in their mouths.

These whistles are not irregular, and the difference between the length and length represents different meanings.

Du Ziteng was lying on the top of a tree, listening carefully to the whistle from the forest, silently memorizing his rhythm. As scouts, they also had secret words and signals to communicate with each other.

It's almost there, and he doesn't need to memorize too much. Now he only needs to remember these few sentences that the other party repeatedly appeared.Obviously, these few sentences are for safety.

He pursed his mouth, put his palms together, and then imitated the sound of a turtledove in the woods, but that sound meant that he was going to do it right away.

At this moment, not far from him, a barbarian scout was slowly approaching on horseback.

In the distance, there was the sound of a crow quacking, and Du Ziteng flattened his mouth. Their captain mischievously chose a crow as his communication tool.
The general said that such a code is so common that people don't even care about it, which is the greatest success of a scout.

The following wild rides are far behind.

Such a whistling whistle with a unique tone that people can't forget once they hear it violates the most basic regulations of their special operations forces.

Through the gap between the treetops, he saw the barbarian rider below. The man looked relaxed, and the knife in his hand was cutting left and right, chopping the branches and vines protruding from the road ahead, opening the way for himself. .

The corner of Du Ziteng's mouth curled up, his wrist trembled slightly, and there was already an extra loop of rope.

Then, the rope loop suddenly fell, and it was precisely wrapped around the neck of the barbarian, and it was tightened suddenly.

With a tightening and a pull, the man riding below was lifted off the horse with a swish.

The sudden attack left the barbarian with no room to resist.

He tried in vain to pick the noose around his neck with his hands, but the kind of hemp rope with a strand of thin steel wire woven into it was simply not something he could loosen by picking.

He wanted to blow the whistle in his mouth as a warning, but he couldn't breathe out. In an instant, their faces were blue and their lips were curled up. He was pulled straight into the top of the tree. Until this moment, his blood-congested With his eyes, he just saw a man in black looking at him coldly on a thick tree fork. He was holding a rope in his hand and was pulling it up indifferently.

The brute was hanged and his body was hung on a tree branch.

Du Ziteng untied the rope and hung it around his waist. Looking down, he saw that the other's horse was still gnawing on the sprouts leisurely under the tree.Young shoots in spring, fresh and juicy.

Du Ziteng climbed down from the tree like an ape, and then rode on this very good war horse. When he heard the whistle coming from his ear, he also blew it unhurriedly.

Seven or eight scouts didn't last long before disappearing into the forest without a sound.

When the whistle stopped and the forest was filled with the sounds of birds, wild cats and even howling wolves, they were all dead.

The methods of death are varied, but the only thing that remains the same is that they were all attacked suddenly, without even a little room for resistance, they were killed outright and neatly.

When Wang Zhu and Fan Yifei rode through the forest together, they saw those wild riders with strange death appearances along the way, so they couldn't help turning their heads and glanced at Fan Yifei beside them.

"General Wang shouldn't care about the tricks of the scouts." Fan Yifei laughed and said, "General Wang's hard work is the right way for the army."

"Stop being sloppy!" Wang Zhu said, "After winning this battle and returning home, I will send someone to learn from you."

Fan Yifei smiled: "No problem."

Luo Piao's big camp was clearly visible in front of the two of them.

Inside the big camp, the cooking smoke was curling up, and the smell of the food came slowly with the breeze, lingering in the nose, and all the people waiting could not help swallowing their saliva.

Wang Zhu and Fan Yifei both breathed a sigh of relief.

The big camp is still well established, but there is no defense on the periphery. It seems that apart from the scouts they just released, there are no more precautions.

Unlike the Song army on Guizhou Road, if they camped, there would be no shortage of fences, trenches, horse rejection, antlers, and even various traps to ambush.

"After all, I'm still in my own home, so it's understandable to be a little lax!" Fan Yifei said with a smile.As the hostile side, the enemy's slack is their own luck. They wish that the enemies they encounter now, in the future, and in the future will be like this.

"After we go back, we should write these things into the report and alert our other troops. We must not relax even a little bit of vigilance at any time and any place, otherwise, failure will come." Wang Zhu slowly drew out his knife , his hand gently caressed the blade, and the bursts of cold air from the sharp blade made every hair on his body stand on end. At this moment, he tensed every nerve in him.

Fan Yifei beside him noticed this keenly.

"I'll charge straight to Luo Piao's army, and you will cover my left and right wings." Wang Zhu said softly.

"rest assured!"

Neither of them mentioned their rear, because they had no intention of turning back after winning the root, and kept going forward, either to catch Luo Piao, or die in the opponent's army, they had no choice.

It is impossible to completely defeat the opponent. With the huge gap in military strength between the two sides, if the opponent gains a firm foothold, it will be the beginning of their demise.

Five hundred cavalry from the Sirius Army followed Wang Zhu out of the woods.

First he trotted the horse, and then gradually accelerated.

In the early morning mist, they quickly approached the enemy camp.

Behind them, within a stone's throw of an arrow, Fan Yifei held a bow in his hand, smashed his horse, and followed closely.

This forest is not far away from the camp of the barbarian army. The scouts who were sent out died without a sound, but the people in this camp think that there is no danger here.

I was still at home, so what kind of vigilance is there?
In the Zhenxiong area, those tribes that were attacked were still left behind and did not catch up.

So much so that until now, Luo Piao didn't even know that a cavalry team of more than a thousand people had brazenly rushed into his territory, and was domineering without restraint.

People like Wu Dabang and Dong Kui were thinking about it, but they never thought that these people would run head-on into an army of tens of thousands of people.

Wang Zhu gripped the handle of his long knife tightly.

Xiao Futai gave him this knife that he couldn't put it down.

The blade is three feet long, and the handle is two feet long. It can be held with both hands for chopping, or it can be used for cutting with one hand. I don’t know what material is added inside. This knife is flexible, sharp and hard. Perfect integration.

When Wang Zhu said in front of the crowd that he hoped that Futai could equip all his Sirius Army with such long knives, Comforter Xiao's expression was a bit strange, and the few people who followed Comforter Xiao, one But all of them had very ugly faces, especially Han Kai's old man Han Zhong, who stared at Wang Zhu as if he wanted to swallow his mouth.

Only then did Wang Zhu realize that this knife might be difficult to get.

Xiao Futai smiled at that time, but did not refuse, just said: "After two years, it is not impossible to have money after two years."

This knife is expensive.

It was only later that Wang Zhu found out that the unit price of his knife was as high as hundreds of guan.The material used is not much different from the knife in the hands of Chief Manager Xiao Ding Xiao who is currently entrenched in the northwest.

The sword is given to the hero.

To die for a confidant is to die, and that was the only sentence that came to Wang Zhu's mind at that time.

The war horse leaped high, and Wang Zhu held up the sword.

"Kill!" He roared angrily and stepped into the opponent's camp.

"Kill!" The five hundred Sirius army rushed into the barbarian camp like a rolling mass of knives.

When Wang Zhu and more than a thousand people rushed out of the forest, the barbarians in the camp had just picked up their rice bowls and were eating their first meal of the day.

When the outermost barbarian army panicked and changed their tactics, the central barbarian army thought that the thunderous sound of horseshoes outside meant that their own army was galloping and preparing to set off.

There is nothing more desperate than the barbarian soldiers who are sitting and eating in the outermost periphery.

They held the bowls, turned their heads, and saw that the sun shone down, dispelling the mist in the morning, and those cavalrymen who came from the east wielding swords and guns, against the backdrop of the golden light, really looked like heavenly soldiers Heaven will descend to earth.

The first camp was easily broken through.

Luo Piao, who was drinking millet porridge, was furious.

It was like when a tiger was stretching its limbs and preparing to show its majesty, a little mouse jumped up and down in front of him, and even jumped up and bit its soft nose.

The horn sounded, and the Wumeng Division of the Chinese Army quickly gathered.

One thousand elite cavalry, one thousand armored infantry, this is the essence of Wumeng tribe.

He didn't care about the chaos outside at all, but calmly lined up with the Chinese army.

The sound of the horn warned all the rebels who tried to flee to the central army, and those who approached would die.

In fact, they did exactly that.

After the formation of a thousand elite cavalry was completed, they began to charge towards Wang Zhu's Sirius army amidst the dense drumming.

And the barbarian cavalry who stood in front of them were also beheaded on the spot without mercy.

Luo Piao looked coldly at the rapidly approaching enemy soldiers and horses.

It's Song Jun, it's Song Jun from Guizhou Road.

He was about to get rid of them, but they had already closed the door. It seemed that what Gao Yingde said was right, that Xiaogou thief really wanted to punish him.

Very good, now I can be regarded as a famous teacher.

Kill these guys first, and then kill them with their heads.

He frowned suddenly.

The Wumeng cavalry had already engaged in battle with the opponent's cavalry, but the performance of the opponent's cavalry far exceeded Luo Piao's expectations.

Luo Piao, who has always believed that his own cavalry is the best cavalry in the world, saw that the cavalry of the Song Army was led by a general, like an awl, with just one stab, it pierced deep into the formation of his own cavalry , forcing the cavalry of their own cavalry into a piece.

Wang Zhu holds a knife in both hands, chopping left and right.

At this moment, there is no way to talk about any combat skills.

One power down ten sessions.

The only thing that high-powered generals and soldiers are better than ordinary people is that when they are hurt, they will do their best to minimize the damage and adjust their output to the highest.The benefit of being a general is that their personal protection is better and their weapons are sharper.

Just like the knife in Wang Zhu's hand, it is extremely sharp, which makes him have stronger offensive power than ordinary people, but if he touches the knife in his hand, the opponent's weapon will most likely be cut off , More often, the weapon is broken, and the head is also broken.

Among the [-] Heavenly Wolf Army, people kept falling off their horses, but it was the Syrian Manqi who died more.

The Tianwu Army followed closely behind the Sirius Army. The outer soldiers resisted the enemy's attack with swords and guns, while the innermost soldiers kept shooting left and right with their bows and arrows.

The mighty strength of the enemy bow and the specially made armor-piercing arrows can easily penetrate the leather armor and shoot the enemy off the horse.

The Tianwu army had a faint tendency to press down the enemy troops on the left and right flanks more evenly, which also made Wang Zhu's forward charge slightly easier.

Accompanied by Wang Zhu's shout, the horse protruded from the barbarian army formation, and more than a hundred paces away, there was the newly assembled Wumeng infantry. In the infantry formation, Luo Piao's eyelids twitched wildly.

How could it stand out so simply?

(End of this chapter)