coobybook Chapter 255: Let’s Fight for the Great Zhou
Chapter 255: Let’s Fight for the Great Zhou
Su Buyi quickly wrote a few secret letters and asked his confidants to deliver them.
at the same time.
Su Buli also thought of this, and wrote a secret letter and asked someone to send it to Chazhou on horseback. "You stay in Chazhou and help the prince of Jianxing. Tell him that this battle concerns the people of Dazhou."
"Tell the prince to close the border and have the whole city pay attention to the people from Xiliang, Nanli and Liguo."
“The black market must be shut down.”
Su Buli took off his water bag and handed it to his guard. "Drink it to warm yourself up, and then go to Chazhou quickly."
The guard took it.
After taking a sip, I couldn't bear to drink more.
After this farewell, I hope we will meet again.
"Major General. I kowtow to you." The guard knelt on one knee.
Su Buli helped him up.
"Go."
The personal guards stood up, walked onto the official road, and mounted their horses.
We turned around in the heavy rain and rushed towards Chazhou.
Su Buli wiped the rain from his eyes and spat out a mouthful of rain.
"Brothers, we have to go separately. The people of Xiliang are good at tricks. The ones we fought tonight seem to be from the Xiliang Luohu tribe. Luo Dong from the Luohu tribe is bold but cautious.
As long as there is a chance to fight, he will never hide in Xiliang."
"Will we win?"
Su Buli looked over and said, "We will definitely win, but we may not survive."
The man who asked the question laughed.
"It's enough for us to win. We can't let the people of Xiliang set foot on the territory of the Great Zhou." The man's eyes were bright when he said this. "Can I be incorporated into the Mobei Army after I die?"
"You are the Mobei Army."
These ruffians who became bandits were forced to resort to murder and robbery in order to make a living.
In order to prevent the country's territory from being invaded, he embarked on another path of killing.
Su Buli raised his head.
Raindrops fell on his forehead.
Not as pouring as at night.
He touched the knife at his waist and looked at the hundreds of people in the escort team. The carriages were filled with rations for thousands of soldiers. How cold it was during the Spring Festival in Mobei.
The rain fell into the mud puddles.
A thin layer of ice soon formed.
His clothes were also frozen.
As they walked, they made a rustling sound, as if countless military souls were playing music for them.
Su Buli had no way out.
Unless he turns around and flees back to Chazhou.
But Su Buzhi and the Mobei Army who were fighting would have to endure endless hunger.
The winding carriage was on its way again.
Su Buli walked in the mud.
The scout went to explore the way, and soon he rolled down the hillside and landed at Su Buli's feet.
Su Buli mentioned him.
"Monkey. How's that?"
"Luodong is leading the elite troops of the Luohu tribe less than ten miles ahead. They are all cavalrymen, well-fed and well-rested." Monkey's eyes were red. Their Mobei escort team had no time to rest last night.
"Major General, you go first. We..."
Su Buli raised his hand and interrupted Ma Feng.
The Su family never left a soldier alone, even if there was only one Mobei soldier left. The Su family would fight together with the soldiers.
"Ma Feng. Get on your horse and head northwest to the base camp. Tell the people at every outpost to retreat to the base camp."
"No. Major General, you go."
"This is a military order." Su Buli said calmly:
"I'll take some people to fight over there."
Ma Feng knew that Su Buli would not change his order.
He called a boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old and asked him to pass on the message. Ma Feng stayed to live and die together.
We must act in batches now.
A group of soldiers escorting food took a shortcut and continued to the battlefield.
He led about a hundred people to meet Luo Dong head-on.
Everyone who followed Su Buli knew that most of them would die in this battle.
No one stepped back.
A few quick words of farewell to his comrades.
He took a sip of Shaodaozi, picked up his sword and hurriedly followed Su Buli into the rain.
The soldiers who stayed behind had no time to feel sad.
Hurry and drive the carriage to the battlefield.
There were more than a hundred soldiers, and each of them had two swords, one of their own and one captured from the cavalry of the Luohu Tribe.
Go there with the intention of fighting to the death.
Su Buli first led his men to intercept Luo Dong's cavalry. Luo Dong was riding on horseback. His curly hair was washed by the rain and drooped on his head. He was tall and strong.
It is completely different from Su Buli's vigorous and thin appearance.
"Su Zhixun's son?" Luo Dong always felt that it didn't look like that.
Su Zhixun had lived in Mobei for decades and was a rather burly man. The man in front of him, except for his beard covering his features, looked more like a scholar taking an exam than a warrior.
Su Buli shouted:
"Luodong. I'm your grandpa."
"Hahaha...Su Zhixun's son is getting worse and worse. Su Buyi still has some stuff, but you, beautiful and attractive little weakling, do you want me to fuck you?" Luo Dong has always only liked beautiful women.
Don't care about gender.
Looking at Su Buli's appearance.
He imagined how handsome he would look after shaving his beard.
Su Buli was not thrown off guard by his insults.
His goal is clear.
Killing Luo Dong would make the cavalry of Luohu tribe leaderless and unable to chase the escort team.
Su Buli leaped forward.
He chopped the opponent's cavalryman's waist with his scimitar, and then barely avoided the opponent's attack. He grabbed the opponent's horse and pulled the cavalryman off the horse.
The cavalryman rolled off his horse.
A splash of mud.
Luo Dong narrowed his eyes, it seemed that Su Buli was a capable man.
The two men rode their horses to fight head-on.
Su Buli swung the knife at him, and Luo Dong blocked it with all his strength. The knife in Su Buli's hand almost slipped out.
He knew that Luo Dong had strong arms.
Avoid a head-on confrontation and deal with him.
Su Buli's horse recognized its master and kept trying to throw him off. The cavalrymen nearby stretched out their swords to attack Su Buli.
Su Buli fell backward and the scimitar in his hand hooked Luo Dongma's front knee.
The horse neighed in pain.
Luo Dong rolled off the horse.
Falling in the mud.
Roll on the ground and start fighting.
The Mobei Army worked hard with gritted teeth.
The damn cavalry of the Luohu tribe is too strong, stronger than these people who have soldiers, gangsters, and black market slave thugs.
The people from the Luohu tribe also had a headache when they met Su Buli's people.
They studied the fighting style of the Mobei Army.
I put a lot of effort into researching it.
Who knew that each of these Mobei soldiers had a different style of fighting, and they just fought to the death without caring about their lives.
Ma Feng was surrounded by several cavalrymen from the Luohu tribe, who were riding on horses, constantly provoking him and hitting him with whips in their hands.
Ma Feng's clothes soon became torn.
Constantly rolling in the mud.
"Hahaha……"
The Luohu cavalry bent down and slashed with their knives.
Ma Feng rolled over and faced the cavalry with his machete.
"That's my father's."
Ma Feng jumped up and pulled the cavalryman off his horse. He picked up the cavalryman's scimitar and climbed back on the horse himself.
He roared at the cavalry next to him:
"I will fight with you."
The sound of drums in the Mobei military camp rang in the hearts of the Mobei soldiers.
The dense drumbeats rang in their hearts, "Brothers, kill a few more of those Xiliang bastards, and we will die with our lives."
Everyone was screaming with veins exposed.
There is no way to play.
To say that there is...
That is a life-threatening way of fighting, everyone is fighting to death.
The soldiers from Mobei kept hacking at the horses' legs. The cavalrymen from Luohu couldn't bear to see their horses being hacked to death, so they all dismounted.
They wore no armor.
Wearing a fur coat that is rainproof, light and warm.
Well-trained, every move is aimed at the Mobei Army.
Su Buli also noticed it.
He thought of the time when Song Huaiyan came over and brought a batch of military daggers with him. He also taught him how to use them, but he didn't take it seriously at the time.
Now I thought of the bayonets tied to the legs of the Mobei Army.
"Brothers. Use bayonets."
"Use a bayonet."
The bayonet is suitable for close combat.
All the Mobei soldiers held bayonets in their hands.
For a while.
The blood was washed into the mud by the rain and was soon trampled and mixed into the mud.
The people on both sides were like wild beasts.
The smell of blood mixed with the breath of death.
Su Buli's legs were still bleeding as he waded through the mud. He held the bayonet in his hand and his eyes followed Luo Dong.
There was a lot of noise of killing all around.
Su Buli thought of the Su family's ancestors, and the number of people buried in Mobei has reached tens of thousands.
In the ancestral temple.
The most common one is the hero brand.
In addition to enshrining the members of the Su family who were buried in Mobei over the generations, there is also a special room dedicated to all the soldiers who were buried in Mobei.
Luo Dong chopped over with a scimitar in his hand.
As his scimitar approached, Su Buli moved.
The figure swayed.
The bayonet stabbed directly forward.
Jun looked at the opponent's throat with a sharp eye, and Luo Dong took a step back suddenly.
Mud splashed all over me.
next moment.
The two made a comeback.
There are too many cavalrymen in the Luohu tribe.
Assaulters kept appearing behind Su Buli, he flipped the bayonet in his hand and thrust it fiercely into the attacker's throat, and Su Buli pulled it out with force.
Suddenly, blood surged out like a fountain.