Nanming Engineer

Chapter 121
Outside the Black Valley, the gunpowder smoke has cleared away, the mountain wind is blowing, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and everything has returned to calm, as if the great battle an hour ago was just an illusion.

Together with Ma Xintian and Zu Bian, Wang Huan stood on a hillside a little away from Taniguchi. The bloody smell over Taniguchi was too strong, making people vomit, so they had to stay farther away.

Teams of officers and soldiers were tied up with long ropes, and ten people were strung together in a string. They were escorted by two strong men holding bamboo spears and sticks. They walked down the hillside with their heads down, completely losing their original majestic appearance. , dejected and silent.

"My lord, after cleaning the battlefield, count the corpses, kill a total of 490 enemy soldiers, get a total of 760 nine rods, 970 medicine pots, 510 waist knives, and capture [-] eight soldiers. Great victory! "Zu Bian reported the number with a happy smile, even his eyebrows were smiling.

"In addition, Niu Sicheng, the vanguard officer who also captured Yang Zhan, I heard that this person is Yang Zhan's brother-in-law, and he needs to be taken care of by Yang Zhan." Ma Xintian added indifferently, barely moving his mouth when he spoke, and Zu Bian blinked. She squinted at him, trying to figure out how he made the sound.

Wang Huan looked at the group of captives at the foot of the hill, and saw a military general in a beautiful mountain armor and an eight-petal iron helmet from a distance, who was also strung together in a group of captives, walking staggeringly. Can't help frowning.

"This guy is nothing but his identity as Yang Zhan's brother-in-law, but the armor on his body is glamorous, so take it off." Wang Huan shook his head and said, "It's a pity that he is wearing it."

Ma Long clasped his fists in response, and quickly ran down the hillside.

Wang Huan watched as a group of civilians drove a dozen carts past the side of the captives. The carts were loaded with Niaotong waist knives and other things, creaking and pulling towards Longevity Valley.

"Our army won a complete victory in this battle. With 150 soldiers and 400 strong people, we defeated [-] Zengying's army, killed more than [-] people, and captured more than [-] people, while our side only died in battle. People, it can be said to be a great victory." Wang Huan said in a deep voice.

Zu Bian grinned cheerfully: "Of the dozen or so who died in battle, there are five or six who were killed by me because they didn't listen to orders. Those who really died at the hands of officers and soldiers may be Less than ten."

Wang Huan nodded, looked worriedly at the group of minzhuang who were forming a group with smiles, and said: "This is exactly what I am worried about. We have too few soldiers, and the minzhuang can deal with emergencies. But they cannot be relied on, orders and orders are not stopped, they are timid when they charge forward, they are greedy for life and fear of death when they are in a stalemate, and they are overjoyed when they win. This kind of team is good for a smooth battle, but once there is a slight casualty or defeat, it will collapse like a mountain."

"If Niu Sicheng was the commander-in-chief of the official army today, and Yang Zhan or Zeng Ying were replaced, I am afraid that the few of us would not be standing here chatting so easily now. In the end, the officers and soldiers with less than 100 people would not be afraid of death to counterattack and charge. , actually almost made Qian Minzhuang turn around and run away, if Zu Bian hadn't stabilized his position, there would have been a big mess."

Ma Xintian showed a thoughtful look on his face, and nodded with a complicated expression: "It is true. Niu Sicheng is cowardly and incompetent. The officers and soldiers will kneel and surrender so easily when there is no leader. If someone is more capable, today's battle will be another result. We You can win, but at a great price."

Wang Huan sighed, patted Zu Bian on the shoulder heavily, and said sincerely: "Zu Bian, fortunately, you made a decisive decision, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. You took the lead when you rushed into the battle, and you established military discipline when you were surrendered. Today you should be the first one."

The square head at the side of the ancestors was about to dangle and become round, and he said proudly and pretentiously: "Where and there, my lord praises me, my lord praises me, it's my lord who strategized and won a thousand miles, and the end is just a small effort It's just strength."

He said so, but he looked left and right, and kept winking at Ma Xintian and the others. The flaunting expression was written on his face. If he had a tail, he would be up to the sky.

Ma Xintian just smiled faintly. He knew that Wang Huan was an omnipotent existence in Zu Bian's heart. Of course he was overjoyed to be affirmed by Wang Huan. All the show off was shown to the ghosts.

Wang Huan turned his attention back to the queue of prisoners strung up in candied haws, and said solemnly: "It seems that we still have to train our troops. No matter how busy we are, we still have to form groups and teach formations. Otherwise, we will not be able to have Zeng Ying's next attack." Such good luck,"

He held down the mountain-destroying crossbow hanging from his waist, and said to Ma Xintian and Zubian in a deep voice: "From tomorrow onwards, every day after noon, three thousand households in Longevity City will go to the school field for training, rain or shine, and the training method will be controlled by a hundred people. Each soldier in the squadron is in charge of 30 people, and they will train according to the method I teach, while for the centurion, I will train myself in the morning!"

Ma Xintian and Zu Bian's expressions straightened, and they said simultaneously, "Here!"

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Outside the Longevity Valley, Yang Zhan's face was already black and purple. The 2000 people from the former army who dug the mountain had been busy for a long time. Except for digging out countless large and small stones, they did not advance a little distance. , did not decrease but increased, and the valley was still tightly packed. In fact, it is no wonder that the soldiers did not try their best. It is really that there are too many rocks, which are piled up layer by layer. After digging a piece below, it rolls down a pile on the top. , how to finish digging?
And the person who was good at mountain climbing was sent out for a long time, but he didn't come back. There were nine thousand troops standing in a daze under his command, but he could only stand outside the valley and look at the scenery stupidly. How could he be so aggrieved? Not annoyed?
"Junmen, Junmen! The people who climbed the mountain to spy are back!" Mr. Youqian hurriedly ran from the valley, shouting at the top of his voice.

Yang Zhan was refreshed, stood up hastily, took three steps in two, and ran towards the shouting Qianhu, saying incessantly, "Where's the person? Hurry up!"

A soldier covered in dirt was dragged by Mr. Qian, and he staggered all the way to Yang Zhan. Yang Zhan grabbed his lapel and pulled him to him as if he was about to eat him. He asked with staring eyes: " How? But have you seen the situation over there?"

The soldier cried out, crying incoherently: "Junmen, you've lost, you've lost!"

Yang Zhan only felt his eyes go dark, and what he was worried about had finally happened, but he gritted his teeth, pulled himself together, tightened his hands, and asked in a hateful voice, "What's going on?"

The soldier was almost strangled, rolled his eyes and said in a stern voice: "The little one climbed the mountain, lying on the top of the mountain, and saw that General Niu's army was wiped out, the dead and wounded were all over the ground, and blood flowed like a river. Thousands of barbarians escorted the bound officers and soldiers and headed towards the stone pillar."

On one side, Yang Zhan's confidant saw that Yang Zhan's face was livid, his teeth were almost biting through his face, but he couldn't speak because of rattling noises, so he hurriedly asked for him, "Where is General Niu? Have you seen General Niu? "

The soldier grabbed his own neck, tried his best to hold Yang Zhan's hand, and said with difficulty: "General Niu was captured by the barbarians. The barbarians stripped General Niu's armor in public, and drove him to the stone pillar."

Hearing the sound, Yang Zhan couldn't hold on any longer, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The generals were shocked, they lifted him up like crazy, and swarmed towards the camp, shouting as they ran: "Lang Zhong, where is Lang Zhong? The military gate is frightened!"

(End of this chapter)