A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 817 Purgatory
It is normal for each battalion to lose [-] to [-] percent, or even [-] to [-] percent of their strength every time they come back from an attack.Moreover, the defense line on the opposite side is self-contained and connected with each other. Sometimes when the battle gets fierce, two or three of the low wall defenders rush out to support them.After many battalions returned to the camp in the evening, they were shocked by the casualties in the camp.

The battle was fierce, the battalions suffered heavy losses, the battle situation was at a loss, and there was no hope of victory in sight. Many battalions were full of resentment. In addition to strengthening the suppression, the old battalion had to agree to add some hungry soldiers who had performed well recently to their battalion.

The same is true for the mountain patrol battalion. After the two days of fighting, their battalion has also recruited a lot of troops, and the total force has expanded from four thousand to five thousand.After today, I am afraid that at least another thousand troops will be added, but the more new recruits, the lower the combat effectiveness of this battalion.

"It's not a good thing to be too strong."

Old Hu muttered in his heart. He knew that the new army on the opposite side was drilled by the Jingbian Army. pride.It's just that the stalemate in the war is a torment for his meticulous work, and every time he attacks, he always feels like killing each other.

Forget it, just messing around, Lao Hu doesn't know what the meaning of his existence is now, what's the value of being an undercover agent, anyway, he's just muddling along.

He was about to arrange for the next wave of troops to attack, when suddenly footsteps sounded, and a fierce big man rushed down from the plateau angrily, followed by several tough old battalion soldiers.But it was the head of the rear battalion who supervised the battle, and he was transferred here this afternoon to supervise the attack of the Patrol Battalion on No. [-].

Everyone looked at it, but Lao Hu turned his eyes and said with a smile: "So it's Mr. Tian, ​​what happened?"

Mr. Tian Bu waved his hand: "Don't do this with me." He looked at Lao Hu, and his tone became serious: "Hu Tiande, why did you come back in a big defeat this time? You have fought many times, fearing battles and avoiding battles, losing troops and losing generals. What should I do?"

"I'm avoiding your mother!"

Lao Hu roared suddenly, his expression was ferocious and frightening, and he wanted to eat people: "Do you know who was the first to break into the low wall in this twenty-odd mile ditch? It was me! Know who was called into the camp by the general, I personally praised the brave champion of the three armies, is it me! I fought bloody battles, fought bravely, devoted myself to death, shrouded in horse leather... You villain, hiding on the plateau and not daring to shoot an arrow, but instead, say me, my god, your mother!"

Lao Hu cursed like a torrential storm, which made Mr. Tian's tongue gape, his face turned blue and white.

The two were also regarded as Liangzi who had made a living at that time. Although they made up afterwards, they both held grudges against each other.After Chief Tianbe came to supervise the war, he also kept staring at Lao Hu, which made Lao Hu extremely dissatisfied. In addition to the tedious war, he was impolite to explode at this time.

"If you dare to say that about the headquarter, I will kill you!"

Mr. Tianbe had never been scolded like this before, he couldn't hold back his face, became angry from embarrassment, and pulled out his saber.

Lao Hu reacted very quickly, and pulled out his waist knife fiercely: "If you want to cut me off, I will cut you off first!"

There was a lot of clanging, Kong San and the others beside Lao Hu pulled out their weapons one after another, and the soldiers on the table also raised their blunderbuss with a bang, aiming decisively at Mr. Tianbe and the others.The archers with bows and arrows quickly took out the bows and arrows from the bow pot, and opened their bows one after another.

Seeing them all draw their knives out of their sheaths and their arrows on the strings, the old battalion soldiers around Mr. Tian Bu were so frightened that they quickly drew out their weapons and pointed at everyone warily.As soon as the atmosphere dropped to freezing point, even under the hot sun, the whole body was dark and cold, without any warmth.

Seemingly realizing what was happening here, the soldiers of the Patrol Battalion on several tables on the plateau were in an uproar, and some officers even caught up with them one after another.

It was only then that Mr. Tian Bu woke up to what had happened. He was amazed at the reaction of the patrolling battalion, and at the same time, he was frightened at his own weakness, and even more resentful that Lao Hu and others dared to draw their swords against him.He was shocked and angry, he couldn't believe it and said: "Hu, what are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"

Kong San said coldly: "President Tian Bu, right and wrong are right and wrong, Captain Ben thinks it's better to report to General Zhi, he will uphold justice!"

Mr. Tian Bu's face was ashen, he sneered, with anger in his eyes: "Okay, very good, very good."

There was strong resentment in his eyes, and the old battalion soldiers beside him looked at each other in blank dismay, this matter is out of the question, if it goes to the general's side, everyone is afraid that they will not get any good results.

Today's incident clearly shows that Mr. Tianbe didn't care about it. The bravery of the patrol camp is obvious to all. If you have personal grievances, you can do it in private, but if you make a big fuss, you can't put it on the table.

Maybe this incident will cause conflicts between the foreign battalion and the old battalion. These days the war is not going well, and the foreign battalions have already been full of resentment, especially the old battalion. You can tell by the anger in the eyes of these soldiers.If so, everyone is guilty.

They quickly winked at Mr. Tianbu, hoping that he would find a place to go down, but Mr. Tianbu just stared at Lao Hu, feeling an indescribable sense of shame in his heart.He is an old man, why should he bow to this thief?I have already lowered my head that time when I was fighting grain, should I bow my head again?No, he is not reconciled.

Lao Hu also looked at him coldly, and suddenly he laughed, put the saber back into its sheath, and said with a smirk: "Tian Fukui, you say I fear war and avoid war? I'm going to supervise the war myself, do you dare to follow?"

Mr. Tian Bu was taken aback, Kong San also looked at Lao Hu, Lao Hu nodded to him, Kong San immediately understood what he meant, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Be careful yourself."

Then he looked at Ba Tiao: "Ba Tiao, protect Mr. Hu."

Hachijo nodded vigorously, and cast a stern look at Mr. Tabe.

Tian Bu was always riding a tiger, and to be honest, he didn't want to face those new troops, but seeing Lao Hu's playful eyes, he felt a tightness in his chest.He stared at Lao Hu, as if he wanted to swallow him alive, finally he gritted his teeth and hissed, "Okay, it depends on what you, Hu, are capable of."

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A large group of people rushed to Yuangou along the mountain road. The scorching sun was scorching on the loess, making people feel unbearably bored, and the armor on their bodies was drenched in a short time.In this horrible weather, white smoke is everywhere in the sun, and people are going to be burnt.

In such weather, it is easy to suffer from heatstroke, fainting, over-dehydration, or some kind of disease. The defenders bought a large number of Jingbian army summer-relief pills and anti-heat pills. .

Under the scorching sun, everyone felt dizzy, as if they were about to faint at any moment, but no one dared to speak. They rushed down the mountain road, their footsteps thundering, and a large cloud of dust was stirred up.

There were more than 600 soldiers in the mountain patrol battalion for this attack, including more than 100 hungry people, and there were also [-] elite cavalry gunmen led by Lao Hu.

The Patrol Battalion is not an idle generation, there are 1000 cavalry in it, but it is more appropriate to call it a cavalry, and it is called mule-mounted infantry.Only [-] cavalry have war horses, which can be regarded as the core of the mountain patrol battalion, as well as the personal cavalry of Lao Hu and others. There are [-] archers and [-] musketeers. In this attack, Lao Hu personally brought a hundred Gunners come out.

This wave of troops also included fifty old battalion soldiers led by General Tian Bu. The generals in the camp were comparable to the generals in the Ming army, and there were usually two to three hundred soldiers.There are five teams of cavalry under Mr. Tianbe, each team has 50 people, and there are 250 cavalry. Each has two horses, and they are all war horses. The strength is indeed unmatched by foreign camps.

But this time he only brought 50 people out for the supervisory battle, not because they didn't want to bring more, but because there were so many people that they couldn't fit in the slope.

They didn't ride horses either, and each of them had to go to the opposite slope to monitor the battle, and they couldn't ride horses in this kind of terrain.

The team walked down in silence, the atmosphere was oppressive, in front of them were swordsmen, shields, cold weapons, hungry people in the middle, archers and firearms in the back, and the cavalry guards led by Laohu, and the old battalion led by Mr. Tianbe walked at the end .

He saw gunpowder smoke rising everywhere in the ditch. It was obvious that the defense line elsewhere was fiercely fighting, and he heard the roar of artillery from time to time. Looking from this side, he could also see the garrison on the opposite side of Yuanpo in full battle.Thinking of the cruel battle to be faced, Tianbe couldn't help feeling tense, and an unspeakable fear welled up in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

He looked ahead again, the figure that he hated was walking easily, as if nothing had happened, while talking to his relatives, he could see resentment and hatred at the same time.

Soon the team reached the bottom of the ditch, the team in front became hesitant and crowded, and there was the sound of people vomiting and crying, and the old battalion soldiers roared and urged, but the road narrowed here, and there was no other way to go, unless the front After the people passed by, Mr. Tianbe and others had to wait behind and worry.

Soon Tianbe knew why the person in front hesitated, there was a bloody ditch in front of him, whether it was ditch water or human blood, it spread all the way to the waist of the person.Some corpses were soaked in it, and all of them were swollen and whitish from the blood. The loess and weeds on both sides of the ditch were dark black, obviously all stained by blood.

The strong smell of blood came from the ditch, making people sick to the stomach, especially after going up the slope, a strong stench of dead bodies hit the face, making people unable to open their eyes.There are broken swords and spears and broken shields everywhere, and corpses in various poses are everywhere on the slope path.

Just like this, they were exposed to the sun in a mess, their eyes were like dead fish, and their bodies exuded the smell of people wanting to vomit.Some of the remaining instruments were burning in the flames, and this situation was like entering Shura's purgatory.

Too many people died, and the attack density of the camp was too high. Every time the defenders only had time to take back their comrades who might have been injured and died, and then roughly cleaned them.To collect the corpses on the battlefield, after the evening is completely over, the peasants will clean them up. They often stay busy until midnight with torches.

Every wave of bandit attack always kills hundreds of people in front of the low wall defense line, especially the hungry people inside almost half of them die, and after a day, or even after several waves, this is the cruel scene in front of us.The blood that flowed from the corpse stained the soil on the slope red.

Some hungry people howled. They seemed to foresee their own fate.Many pawns were silent as well. They were no better than the hungry people, and their endurance was also at the limit.

(End of this chapter)