Chapter 341 Tired as a Dog
Chapter 341 Tired as a Dog
The king was in the middle of a massacre when he was disturbed by the sound of chanting.
Suddenly I remembered the military song that Lin Feng taught me, and then I sang it aloud.
"Every Qingshui soldier must remember the five iron laws of military discipline: first, obey orders in all actions..."
His singing voice was transmitted to the guards behind him, and the guards also sang at the top of their lungs.
One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people...
The news soon spread throughout the Qingshui soldiers on the battlefield.
Everyone sang loudly, instantly drowning out the chanting of the Black Scarf Army.
The hoarse and high-pitched singing immediately gave courage to all the Qingshui soldiers, as if their hands and feet were instantly filled with strength again.
Hu Jincai and Li Donglai's troops were also influenced by the singing and charged forward bravely without hesitation.
Shen Zhongying and others looked unhappy.
I hadn't heard of it when I came here. Does the Qingshui Army also have spells?
What the hell is this?
Peng Liang was calm and wise. He knew that this battle was definitely a failure and no miracle would happen again.
"General, let's retreat. They can't hold out any longer. If we continue to fight, the losses will be even greater."
Peng Liang still holds a very important position in Shen Zhongying's heart.
Shen Zhongying no longer hesitated and shouted, "Retreat, everyone retreat!"
The messengers rushed out in all directions, loudly ordering the soldiers to retreat.
The black-scarfed soldiers behind heard the order and immediately turned around and ran back.
The soldiers on the battlefield who were able to turn their bodies retreated in panic.
Only those who were still fighting in the middle could not retreat and could only allow themselves to be chopped by the other side.
Tao Jinwang swung his knife mechanically and sang mechanically.
Even though there were no black-turbaned soldiers left standing, he still swung his sword left and right, staring blankly ahead.
There are many such scenes on the battlefield.
The battle with the Black Scarf Army lasted nearly two hours.
Large areas of black and red corpses covered the entire field.
Blood gushed out and the ground turned into sticky dark red mud.
All the Qingshui soldiers slowly woke up from their combat state, and there was no black standing figure in front of them.
Some Qingshui soldiers fell off their horses as soon as they woke up.
So fucking tired.
Such an army is not here to fight, but to commit suicide.
Wang Qian and several other senior generals stared blankly at the black scarf army that was gradually moving away.
There is no way to catch up.
They were also exhausted.
Several senior generals including Wang Qian, Hu Jincai, Li Donglai, Lin Qiaomei and Xie Zhong finally got together.
Looking at the corpses everywhere, I still feel scared.
After a while, Hu Jin finally asked.
"Who sang first?"
Everyone looked at each other, all confused.
Lin Qiaomei forced a smile.
"My brother is truly an expert. He knew the other party had this trick a long time ago."
Several people shuddered and understood this feeling at the same time.
Sure enough, the singing immediately suppressed the other party's chanting, boosted the morale of the soldiers, and finally defeated the other party's spiritual thoughts.
Hu Jincai looked up at the sky with emotion and muttered to himself.
"Fortunately, fortunately..."
Everyone understood what he meant and knew that they had chosen the right path and followed the right person.
The sky gradually darkened, and even though the ground was littered with corpses, the soldiers were unable to clean up the battlefield.
The king gave the order to rest on the spot.
Especially the war horses, they are probably exhausted and need to be taken good care of.
Lin Feng received the battle report the next morning.
Of the 50,000 Black Turban Army soldiers, more than 40,000 were slaughtered by the 20,000-plus troops led by Wang Qian and others.
There were no prisoners because the black scarf soldiers were desperate.
Nearly 10,000 troops fled.
The Qingshui army was too tired to pursue.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, and the cruel battlefield scene appeared in his mind.
Forty thousand people lying across the wilderness, what a scene that would be.
What was even more bizarre was that the black-turbaned soldiers were chanting some kind of spell during the battle, which made all the soldiers fearless and brave.
There were suicide attacks.
Lin Feng felt that he was being brainwashed.
All members of the Black Scarf Society had a so-called impossible hope or a god-like thing forced into their hearts.
This is the method used by the leader of the Black Scarf Society to control people's hearts.
I thought it would be an easy battle, but it turned out to be very difficult.
The Qingshui Army suffered few casualties, but suffered heavy losses in horses and chariots.
To prevent an epidemic, the Qingshui Army is stepping up efforts to bury the bodies on site.
This is also a huge project.
Just this battle of the Qingshui Army caused fear and trembling in all directions.
With 20,000 troops, they killed 40,000 Black Turban Army soldiers in battle.
This is not as simple as two hundred people fighting four hundred people.
With such a large team, what kind of means are needed to kill so many people?
Are they going to let such a large group of people stand there and let you chop them down?
Of course, no one really thought that these black-turbaned soldiers were different from just standing there waiting to be chopped.
Instead, it comes forward and lets you chop it.
After receiving the news, Su Qian, the governor of the city, sat behind his desk in a daze.
I couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time. The Black Turban Army was invulnerable to swords and spears, so how could they have been killed by the Qingshui Army forty thousand of them?
What kind of sword did the Qingshui Army use?
This news made Song Yi, who was already skeptical, completely give up on Dazongren's army.
None of the border troops, government troops, or black scarf troops could resist Lin Feng's Qingshui Army.
He had only one way to go, and that was Master Tie's army, which was still a powerful force.
It also made Song Yi realize that her loss was not unfair.
This Lin Feng is not a human being.
Luocheng, an important town for major enterprises.
In the study of Prince Fu's mansion.
Prince Fu Zhao Zheng looked solemnly at Miao Changfeng, the leader of the Black Scarf Society who was sitting next to him.
"Mr. Miao, why is your human wave tactic ineffective in Zhenxi?"
Miao Changfeng had no idea how he lost, as Shen Zhongying didn't explain clearly.
It’s just that the Qingshui Army was too powerful, and his 50,000 troops couldn’t withstand the attack of 20,000 of them.
Fifty thousand people are just standing there for you to chop. How many of them can you kill?
Not to mention, these members still have the ability to fight back, so they are not dead, right?
"Your Highness, this Lin Feng has grown up. We need to pay special attention to him."
Prince Fu sneered, "How can we focus on them? Your 70,000 men have already gone there. Do you think I should send an army of 100,000 or 200,000?"
Miao Changfeng lowered his head and said nothing, because he had no good solution.
Lin Feng is so lucky.
Neither the overt nor the covert actions have caused any loss to anyone, so what else can I do?
Forty thousand members! Miao Changfeng's heart was trembling with pain.
What on earth is this idiot Shen Zhongying doing?
Seeing that he looked lost, King Fu snorted coldly.
"Send a message to Su Qian and Shen Zhongying, telling them to hold the city and not to provoke Lin Feng again."
Miao Changfeng looked at Fu Wang in confusion.
"Your Majesty means..."
"It's meaningless. As long as they can defend the city for me, they will be credited with a merit. If they can't even defend the city, what use are they to me?"
At this point, a cold look appeared on King Fu's face.
"Yes, yes, I will make Shen Zhongying defend the city to the death."
King Fu stood up and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Miao Changfeng also breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to pass on the message.
Such important news naturally spread to the capital.
Emperor Zhao Zhen was in great joy, changing his usual gloomy expression. He ordered the imperial chef to prepare a few more dishes.
Concubine Du was overjoyed when she saw this.
Every time she saw the emperor, she was in a bad mood, refused to eat, and couldn't sleep well.
Palace maids and eunuchs were punished at any time, and some were even dragged to the backyard and beaten to death with sticks for some ridiculous reasons.
The entire palace was trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice.
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