The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 83 What's the Difference

Seeing the broken walls and ruins of the village from afar, and the extremely ugly heads of the Japanese pirates, the soldiers who had experienced war had subconsciously gripped their weapons without Wang Xin's orders.

To deal with this situation, Wang Xin immediately issued an order.

The Hexi small camp is on the left, the Zhejiang soldiers are on the right, one side is the long spear formation, the other side is the mandarin duck formation. What is the same is that they are well organized. The mud ground is particularly bright, and the flowers on it are like a sea of ​​flags surging forward like a wave.

"Enemy attack..."

Someone shouted from the collapsed half of the earth wall, and the people below responded.

just.

People started to panic.

They all looked at the flag.

The legendary Wang family army.

"Wei."

"Wei."

With a shout, the first ninety soldiers formed three formations and advanced step by step in a tight formation.

The team led by Zhuo Zhi were wearing cloth armor and walking in steps, actually jogging, as they took the lead in moving towards the path. The Japanese pirates did not have much time to react, but they had a tight formation, with spears like a forest and mandarin ducks smashing and killing.

Although the Japanese pirates were somewhat panicked, they were unwilling to be killed and still took up arms to resist.

The surrounding Japanese pirates rushed to support.

The number of people at the village entrance was equal. They would kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of their own men. They would fight to the death to take one away. The Japanese pirates were extremely hungry and had ferocious eyes.

The footsteps of death on the ruins seemed to never stop, like a meat cleaver, chopping down one by one, and pieces of them fell down. In fact, the Japanese pirates had no power to fight back.

The air was filled with blood.

Liu Tong led the Mandarin Duck Formation. The general did not let him lead the attack, not because he did not trust him, but because he did not understand his subordinates. Liu Tong understood the general, who was always cautious in doing things.

They surrounded the village in waves, coordinating with the Hexi small camp inside, ready to provide support at any time and not let a single Japanese pirate escape.

As if it was going to swallow the village, Liu Tong looked back at the commander's flag from time to time, and also closely observed the situation on the battlefield.

In the village.

In front of a house, Jiro was covered in blood. Twenty steps away, a row of spearmen passed by behind the house and ignored him.

Being ignored on the battlefield, unlike most of his men who were pretending to be refugees, Jiro felt humiliated as a samurai.

But suddenly he felt a little relieved, and then he felt even deeper ashamed for his cowardice. With a look of desperate defiance on his face, he yelled at the group of soldiers in the distance who had no Bushido spirit and were like puppets.

"Come and fight."

No one understood what he said, and no one cared about him.

Another team was moving slowly in this direction, and the leader Qi Shannian showed a cruel smile.

The battle didn't last long before the opponents fell one by one and could no longer pose a threat to them. The Japanese pirate in front of them was obviously the big boss, and they had been keeping their eyes on him for a long time.

Following the attack routes of each small formation, the opponent fell into their hands.

Jiro felt proud in his heart.

It's like one man against a thousand!
The Japanese pirates around them also regained their composure because of their leader's courage. Although the number of enemies coming was greater than theirs, they still had a chance to break out.

When he was at the peak of his energy, Jiro saw a phalanx of spears advancing towards him from the north. This time, his opponent had come and no one would ignore him anymore. All Jiro could see was the dense forest of spears.

It flashes brightly in the sunlight, blinding people's eyes.

The boundless aura that had just arisen in my heart suddenly vanished without a trace, leaving only layers of fear. The Bushido spirit that had been instilled in me since childhood could no longer be remembered at this moment.

Jiro's tears and snot were flying. He screamed in despair and turned around and ran desperately.

His men were in disarray.

Jiro didn't care. There was a small boat on the dock and he had to stay alive.

Qi Shannian cursed with gritted teeth, fearing that the enemy would run away, as it would be difficult to catch them if they ran away.

The remaining Japanese pirates were already frightened, and now even their leader was like this, they had lost hope and collapsed in despair.

The leader was about to escape from the encirclement. At this moment, a sentry from the Mandarin Duck Formation outside chased after him and shot an arrow from a distance. With a "whoosh", Jiro was hit in the back by an arrow and fell heavily to the ground, not far from the pile of farm tools.

On the high slope at the entrance of the village, several riders around Wang Xin and several young men who were about to set off, who were also Coach Chen's apprentices, looked back at their own commander, waiting for new orders.

Wang Xin frowned.

Not happy.

The sentry officer excitedly returned to his team, resisting the urge to cut off the head. He had made a great contribution, because that was the leader of the Japanese pirates. Liu Tong cursed from a distance.

The sentry lowered his head.

Seeing this, Liu Tong could only sigh and was unwilling to blame anyone further.

Since the death of the general, many people have dispersed and are unwilling to fight. Some people are watching, some people leave, and there are not many left. This sentry officer has been following him all the time, so he can be considered his confidant.

The sentry said nothing, but he disagreed in his heart.

Our garrison commander was once valued by the Zhejiang general and had a bright future. Unfortunately, the Zhejiang general died. Given our garrison commander's personality, he could not go far in officialdom and had no other backing.

But I didn't expect that there was a Wang Dusi.

That is General Wang.

I heard that this person has deep connections, so it's worth watching. However, he still has to do the surface work well and be a good person before doing things. The sentry is very confident that he will gain the trust of others.

My destiny is in my own hands, and I must make a name for myself.

The sentry raised his head again.

His expression was firm.

I have made steady progress and relied on my military achievements to gain a future. No one has the right to suppress me.

"Dazzling eyes, you are really good."

When Zhao Sheng passed by, he praised it.

The sentry officer punched Zhao Sheng and said, "You got scolded by the garrison commander."

"Who told you to go out? Our garrison is all about unity. The commander who has come is our old superior. He has already ordered each formation to do its own thing. But you insisted on going after them alone. As a sentry, you even left your brothers behind on the battlefield."

Zhao Sheng smiled.

The sentry officer did not refute. Zhao Sheng was young and energetic, with a simple mind, so there was no need to say too much to him.

Seeing that Hua Yan was convinced, Zhao Sheng liked Hua Yan's character very much. He did not argue with others. He believed that what was right was right and what was wrong was wrong, instead of being stubborn and insisting on his own opinions. After the battle, he even ran back to speak well of Hua Yan to Liu Tong.

Liu Tong was not really angry.

The team led by Huayan is very good at fighting, and they have followed him for so long, so how could he be dissatisfied with what happened just now? Zhao Sheng also said that Liu Tong was deliberately angry, hoping that Huayan would take it seriously, and then he smiled.

Just some emotion.

The general only used his own troops as the periphery and never as the main force. Although he knew that the general was cautious, he still hoped that they could be integrated into one as soon as possible instead of being separated into two parts. Liu Tong wanted to return to the team.

This small camp in Hexi had been led by the general for less than half a year, but its momentum was already approaching that of the Wang family army.

All that's lacking is some timing.

Liu Tong was really convinced.

The general trained the troops from scratch while he watched from the sidelines. With the advice of Luo Ming, the general of Zhejiang Province, and the vision he had gained from following the governor Zhang Jing, he hoped to lead a strong army.

But he could never reach the level of a general.

Whether it is the former Wang family army or the current Hexi small camp, they can be united as one, and the people below carry out the general's words meticulously.

The people he brought with him were obviously his own people and his confidants, and they all listened to him, but they just couldn't do this, and he didn't know why.

If there is a slight difference in any aspect, the total difference will be like heaven and earth.

What's the difference between me and you?

Liu Tong couldn't figure it out.

No one paid any attention to the Japanese pirate leader anymore.

The remaining Japanese pirates on the battlefield became prey and were killed one by one. They knelt on the ground and begged for mercy with their hands, speaking in incomprehensible words. The soldiers obeyed the discipline and maintained formation even if there was only one enemy.

Then kill the other party.

Jiro, who fell to the ground, was not completely dead. He had no strength in his body. It felt like there was a hole in his back, and the cold air kept penetrating into his body. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and crawled two steps towards the farm tools.

"It's so cold."

Unconsciously mumbling, also vague
Finally, he died in his throat.

Reluctantly, he was left with only gray and dead fish eyes.

Liu Tong, who was on the periphery, cooperated with several riders to capture and kill the Japanese pirates who wanted to escape one by one.

(End of this chapter)