Chapter 421: This is my rule

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Chapter 421 This Is My Rule
The cavalry of the Shanzi Battalion spun out from behind the high and followed the crimson horse towards the rebel camp. At this time, Luo Xiaotu's heavy ride had broken half of the big camp, and almost all the rebels gathered in the west to make a final resistance. At least 30% of the people have lost their courage and left the weapons in their hands and fled.
They were not soldiers, but rebels forced them to leave their hometown with a knife on their shoulders. The home was gone, the house was burned, and the crops were razed to the ground. Wife and child parents do not know where they lived, their hearts have never been calm.
What a splendid figure of an army of two hundred thousand.
What a huge building in a continuous camp of twenty miles.
But in front of those five thousand heavy riders, all this seemed so fragile. After Luo Xiaotu's heavy cavalry broke through the gun array, he never encountered any decent obstacles. Those rebels who had lost their courage would only turn around and run. But they were so humble that they even ran away, forgetting not to expose their backs to the enemy.
When Luo Xiaotu ran his horse forward, he gestured, and the soldiers behind him shouted, "Change the knife!"
With this shout, the heavy cavalry on the back hung the heavy stable on the victory hook, and pulled the crossbow from the waist. Facing the rebel soldiers with no resistance, they simply leaned over and cut the backs of the rebel soldiers.
Liu Shuo, who was still standing on the wooden wall, was expressionless and looked at his men and her flocks.
"It's over!"
It was so bitter to squeeze two words out of his throat.
Wen Xiaodao's infantry pours into the camp just like the tide behind the heavy ride, killing people like hemp. All the rebel soldiers who were standing in front of them, whether they had surrendered on their knees or ran away, were chopped to death. Left avant-garde soldiers grinned, grabbing the hair of the rebels kneeling on the ground, using a knife to wipe their heads around their necks, and then tied their hair to their belts.
The left avant-garde soldiers rushing in, each with a few heads around their waists.
Blood ran down their clothes, and they didn't care at all.
Wen Xiaodao has not seen such exciting scenes for a long time, so Luo Xiaotu's unhappiness in grabbing his credit has been diluted a little. He likes killing people and likes watching other people kill people.
He likes the moment when a blade of blood is sprayed across the neck like a waterfall of blood, especially in the sun, the color of blood will look so pure. He likes the temperature of the blood, with the already cold life in the slight burn.
He never restrains his men from stopping the killing.
The difference between him and Luo Xiaotu is that Luo Xiaotu does not like or dislike things. Wen Xiaodao even suspects that Luo Xiaotu does not even have feelings. Luo Xiaotu only killed the people in front of him, and he would not evade even if he was in front of himself when he was riding a heavy charge. He will not deliberately kill people, when the victory comes, he will naturally stop. For captives, he has no interest in killing.
Luo Yao once said that Luo Xiaotu's eyes always looked straight ahead, he would not turn, and he would not shrink back. The direction he sees is always the closest route to success, and nothing is closer to the target than a straight line.
And Wen Xiaodao enjoys the fun of war and the pictures of blood.
Liu Shuo gathered almost all the forces and did not block the left forward, and the situation was gone. Because of this, when Fang Xie rushed into the rebel camp with his cavalry soldiers, he did not even encounter any resistance. The cavalry rushed in, scrubbing the body of the rebel deserter, and the rebels who only looked at the escape did not even look up.
Some people saw the cavalry wearing the left forward fine armor rushing over, subconsciously dropped their weapons and knelt down for mercy. But they found that the cavalry had no interest in them at all and turned a blind eye. The defenders on the wooden wall ran down long ago, and no one wanted to stay and die.
The cavalry of Shanzi Battalion rammed in the big camp, but set fire but rarely killed. Unless they are still resisting, they are too lazy to raise the knife.
Soon, the fire on the east side of the camp was burning. The fire was the weapon that destroyed the last line of defense in the rebels' panic, and panic spread like a plague.
"Dong Daying is also broken! Let's escape!"
"Run to the North Gate, run to the North Gate!"
"Don't fight, I won't fight again!"
Such shouts filled people's ears, but everyone seemed to hear nothing. They just want to run away, just to live.
Fang Xie rushed in the camp for nearly half an hour, and finally saw that there was a certain army outside the camp. Behind the soldiers were seen tall piles of forages, huge tents, and countless carts.
"just in front!"
He pointed forward at the knife, and urged the horse to rush towards where the weight was. The cavalry of Shanzi Battalion followed with excitement, howling so proudly. The rebels guarding the outside of the heavy heavy camp saw left-front cavalry rushing over, and some people began to shoot arrows subconsciously, and the thinking of most people was ... run!
"Open the camp door, or kill without amnesty!"
Chen Qianshan yelled at the trembling rebels, who looked at each other and did not know who was on their knees first and threw away the weapons, followed by the sound of rattling, most people lost the weapons. Fang Xie knew that the rebels at this time had been frightened, and where would they let go of this shock. He ordered his soldiers to jump over, but all who did not lose their weapons were hacked to death.
"move!"
Fang Xie looked at the mountain-like supplies and smiled.
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The rebels are poorly equipped, not foraged. Fang Xie did not plan to return to the left forward, and he would not be short of food if he wanted to lead his team. Feather arrows, crossbow arrows, these consumables also need to be replenished. There seems to be no other way to obtain it except to grab it. Wanting to follow a path that does not rely on others, Fang Jie doesn't want to struggle after starting.
"Look for winter clothes!"
Fang Xie shouted aloud, and the cavalry of the Shanzi Battalion immediately dispersed and rushed out in search of useful things.
It's already autumn, and it won't be long before the Northwest will cool down, and Fang Jie can't let the soldiers follow their own hardships. If you want to reassure your soldiers, you can't just use military rules.
"Chen Qianshan!"
Fang Xie pointed to the carriages and shouted, "Divided into two hundred people, drive the carriages first, no matter what is useful or not."
Chen Qianshan responded and immediately sent someone to drive the carriage. For the first time, the soldiers of the Shanzi camp enjoyed this intense excitement, which was not the same feeling as looting those Dai people. It is as if a giant was bullying a child against the Dai people. Grabbing things from the rebel camp is like stealing jewelry under the wings of dragons.
This feeling made them very excited, one by one looking for something that could be used. The time for the Shanzi camp to come in was just right. The entire western half of the big camp was in a mess. The left forward's elite turned the half of the big camp upside down. The heavy ride in the search of the heavy camp was like an iron plow, over and over Rip through the camp.
"Be fast, don't be too greedy!"
Chen Qianshan tore off a bamboo bow held in the arms of a cavalry: "What is the use of these things! Pick up what we can use, the cart is full of grain, as many as you can drive away How many cars go, then winter clothes, feather arrows, what do you need if you do n’t use them? "
The soldier blushed, ran back, carried four or five bundles of feather arrows to his horse, and rushed out to find other things.
"go!"
Fang Xie stood on a high place and saw a cloud of smoke drifting to the west. He knew that the left-wing man was about to arrive: "Go now, don't want to be trampled by heavy cavalry and leave!"
The cavalrymen of Shanzi Battalion ran back immediately, and everyone was covered with stuff immediately after the battle.
"Unfortunately, if there is a rope, I'll drag the heavy camp together!"
A soldier shouted in excitement and regret, and looked back at those things that were too late to take away.
"Damn, it's Lao Tzu sooner or later!"
He took a sip and rushed the horse out.
Fang Xie liked this attitude. He gradually let the soldiers of the Shanzi Battalion gradually distinguish himself from the left-back in the subtle influence. He never toughly announced anything, but used ordinary words to guide the soldiers, allowing them to slowly accept that he was a soldier of solution, and gradually forgot that they were Luo Yao's soldiers.
It didn't take long for the Shanzi camp to leave the Yingzhong camp, and Luo Xiaotu's heavy ride arrived.
Taking a look at the already heavy empty camp, and then looking at the dust in the distance, Luo Xiaotu's brow raised slightly, it seemed hesitant but did not order the pursuit. Even if the Shanzi camp takes away more, it is only a small amount of money for the weight of the 200,000-strong army.
He ran for dozens of miles at a stretch, and stopped at Qinghekou. The Falcon arranged for vigilance and then led the officers into the town quickly. The town was ruined. The rebels were ransacked as they passed by. The men were captured and used as soldiers. The children, the elderly, and the women all fled, and did not know where they had gone.
Chen Xiaoru walked towards Fang Xie with a flying fish robe and bowed down. Fang Xie smiled at Chen Xiaoru and said, "Today you have made great achievements, and you will be in good shape in the future."
Chen Xiaoru grinned: "I only know that it is Mid-Autumn Festival today, do you want to reward the next Chang'e?"
Fang Xie said as he walked, "Chang'e hasn't. Rabbit and Wu Gang, choose one."
Chen Xiaoru smiled: "Forget it ..."
"Where is Lu Fenghou?"
Fang Xie asked.
"Tied up in the yard"
"Let the people of Huangyang Road gather!"
Fang Jie gave a command and turned towards the open space outside the town.
Not long after, 4,000 Huangyang Daomin bravely lined up outside the town, because the people in the guard at Dainei tied Lu Fenghou, they seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and the crowd was talking a lot. When they saw Fang Jie's face coming coldly, they calmed down immediately.
"I did n’t have much hope for you. I did n’t see you as regular soldiers. I did n’t think you could do well. My expectations were very low, but you still let me down. downright!"
Fang Xie climbed to the top, his eyes glanced at those people: "Those who want to stay, stand still, and those who want to get rid of their own armor and leave! I don't need a group of black people, but a group of people who know at least Obedient soldiers! "
"Do you feel like you won the battle? Feeling upset?"
Fang Xie Leng snorted: "This battle today could have been even more beautiful, just because you didn't listen to the orders and almost killed everyone! Still, I don't ask anyone to follow me and be willing Let ’s go now! Do n’t wait until you are killed, I still have to dig a pit to bury your bones! Did you see what the cavalry brought back? That is the reward you should get for winning the battle. But if you think about it, if you Without cavalry, can you still stand in your heart and say nothing to me? "
The bound Lu Fenghou stood underneath, his face red and white.
"Lu Fenghou!"
Fang Xie looked at the man with a scar on his face: "How many times have I told you?"
"three times……"
Lu Fenghou raised his head ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and lowered his head soon.
"You can say that you are not a soldier in Da Sui, so there is no need to abide by Da Sui's military law. But now that you follow me, you must abide by my military law! If you don't listen to the orders, do you know what to do ?!"
"I ... I got it wrong."
"Know what?"
Fang Xie looked at him coldly: "Some mistakes, you can't get someone's understanding if you know the mistake. Where is the pro soldier? Chop off the man's clothes, take 30 blame, and blast the team! Such waste, I No one! "
"Oh!"
Several relatives flew up immediately, and Lu Fenghou's face turned pale instantly.
"General ... forgive me once! I'm not waste, I can kill the enemy and make a contribution!"
With a splash, the man knelt down and touched his head with the ground.