Chapter 815: Contribute to

the cause The rumbling of the cannons continued, and the walls of the Xin tribe camp were also collapsing rapidly. Qiyun and the others knew that it would not be long before the Han tribe's army would rush over, so they did not hesitate and immediately issued an order to break out to the west.

The soldiers had long wanted to run away. Many of them saw their fellow tribesmen die tragically for the first time, or even saw the same people die tragically around them for the first time. The psychological shock they received was definitely not ordinary. So when they received the order to break out to the west, they immediately got up from the ground and began to gather towards the camp in the west.

However, as soon as these people ran to the west, they were hit by the Tiger Guards. Countless torches were immediately lit in the originally very dark woods. The next moment, those torches were thrown towards their camp in the west, instantly lighting up the west side of the camp.

Some soldiers rushed over and wanted to go out of the camp gate, but just as they ran out of the camp gate, they were shot down by several arrows. At a distance of less than 100 meters, even if they were wearing bamboo armor, they could not provide a good defense.

However, the Xin tribe had to break out from the west as a whole, and the Han tribe did not have many troops on this side, so they only fired a few rounds of sporadic arrows, shot down 20 to 30 people, and then began to retreat slowly as planned, giving the Xin tribe the illusion that this enemy force was not very strong and they could win.

At this time, after three rounds of chain bomb attacks, Xue Tu's side basically destroyed the walls of the stockade in the southeast direction. In addition, a scout reported that the enemy had begun to break out to the west. Xue Tu immediately ordered to stop the artillery attack, and began to blow the charge horn, and the whole army attacked.

"Hurry, don't let them run away, brothers, chase them!"

"Charge, brothers, it's time to make achievements, don't let any enemy escape!"

The charge horn sounded strangely, and the sword and shield soldiers of the Tiger Guards were the first to rush up, followed by the spearmen and halberdmen, and the archers were placed in the last echelon. But soon after the attack formation was deployed, some of the lagging archers and spearmen had already run to the front. The

soldiers of the Leopard Guards were still a little nervous and hesitant, but they also followed excitedly, but were immediately stopped by Xue Tu.

"Marshal, what's the matter?" The commander of the Leopard Guards asked in confusion.

"You don't have to rush so far, just stay behind to receive the prisoners of war. Remember not to rush down the mountain later. When you reach the foot of the mountain, you will take the prisoners back here to set up a new camp." Xue Tu immediately arranged.

"Why, Marshal, although we Leopard Guards have a short training time, we are also capable of fighting. Let us chase together!" The commander of the Leopard Guards said somewhat unconvinced.

"Can you, the Leopard Guard, do the same? These are all soldiers recruited from the Tang Tribe, they are mercenaries. Even if they win military merits, the leader cannot confer them titles. What's the point of letting them win military merits? It's better to give the brothers from other troops a chance. Moreover, if there are sacrifices, we will have to pay a lot of compensation to the Tang Tribe.

Don't forget your responsibilities as the Leopard Guard. Stay here and guard Yashan County, the embassy, ​​the logistics supplies and the fleet. If something goes wrong, I will hold you responsible." Xue Tu immediately lowered his voice and reprimanded.

"Yes, I obey the order of the commander."

The commander of the Leopard Guard took a few deep breaths and finally responded, but he regretted it in his heart. At first, he thought it was a good thing to be promoted to the commander, but he didn't expect that he led this army, and the superiors didn't give him any battles to fight. How could he win merits without fighting, and how could he get promoted? If I had known earlier, I would have refused the commander. It would be better to be a customs chief in the Huben Guard.

As the vanguard, the Tiger Guards had already engaged the tail of the Xin tribe's breakout troops. The enemy had no intention of fighting. When they saw the dense Han army chasing them, they immediately accelerated and ran faster than rabbits. Everyone had heard that the Han army was very scary and that if they were caught, they would definitely chop off their heads. So they were so scared that they ran like a race. The speed was 30% faster than the usual training, and they were simply using all their strength.

However, the more anxious they were, the easier it was to make mistakes. Some people were squeezed to the ground by their comrades while running. Before they could get up, a shadow appeared on their heads, and the next moment a huge shield fell on their heads, knocking them unconscious.

"Hahahaha, I caught one, I caught one, I have made a contribution, I will be promoted." The soldier who knocked someone unconscious with a shield immediately shouted excitedly.

"Damn it, you are so lucky, this guy fell down by himself and you took advantage of him." Another soldier who just passed by cursed with some jealousy. He was just two steps away from catching this guy, but he was slapped on the back of his head as soon as he finished speaking.

"Don't be so jealous, it's because you run slowly, otherwise why can't you pick him up? Look, don't run faster, if our general flag catches fewer people than other flags, I will kill you one by one." It was their general flag officer who slapped the soldier. After cursing, he immediately led the others to continue rushing forward.

It's not that the general flag officer has a high level of awareness, but he is also jealous. Soldiers have merits whether they kill or capture, and if they, the low-level officers, want to be promoted, they must not only have military merits, but also compare with other general flags. Those with the highest total merits will be given priority when they encounter suitable vacancies. This is not determined by individual merits, but by the combat capability of the entire team.

But then again, a general who is good at leading troops will surely lead a team with good combat effectiveness. It is normal for the team to have more total military merits. The superiors will certainly consider giving priority to promotion to lower-level officers with better leading ability.

Whoosh, a crossbow arrow accurately hit the calf of a soldier at the tail of the Xin tribe. The man felt a pain in his leg while running at high speed and fell to the ground on the spot. Seeing the Han army that was about to catch up from behind, the clan soldier of the Xin tribe immediately shouted in fear.

"Ah, big brother, save me! Save me quickly, I don't want to die!"

Boom, just as he finished speaking, a shield fell from behind, knocking the man unconscious on the spot.

The soldier who had just called out "Big Brother" heard his brother's cry for help, and when he looked back, he saw his brother being knocked unconscious by the Han army. There was blood on his shield and his brother's head. He thought his brother was killed by the Han army, and his eyes turned red. He raised his shield and iron knife, shouted, and suddenly rushed back.

"Ah, ah, kill my brother, I'll fight you!"

The man rushed to the Han army behind him, holding the iron knife high in his hand, and holding his left shield in front of him, as if he wanted to knock the enemy in front of him down.

The next moment, with a loud bang, the sword and shield soldier of the Xin tribe collided with a sword and shield soldier of the Huben Guard on the spot. One brother was "killed" and his eyes were red, while the other was eager to make a contribution and his morale was high. Both of them tried their best, but neither of them could do anything to the other. Both sides took a step back and it was a draw.

The next moment, the Xin tribe warrior's iron knife swung towards the head of the Huben Guard's sword and shield soldier. The Huben Guard soldier was startled and hurriedly raised his knife in front of him.

There was a clang of metal collision, followed by a snap, and the iron knife in the hands of the Xin tribe warrior was actually broken into two pieces. The half of the broken knife flew out without losing momentum, brushing the Huben Guard soldier's face and flying past, cutting a huge gash on the Huben Guard soldier's cheek. The wound turned outward and blood flowed out like crazy.

"Ah, you dare to hurt my grandfather, go to hell!" The Huben Guard soldier felt the pain and shouted loudly, swung the steel knife and slashed at the enemy in front of him. The severe pain of the wound on his face made him ruthless, and he didn't even think about leaving any survivors. This knife was intended to take the enemy's life.

The Xin tribe warrior slashed with his sword and broke his own sword. He looked at the Han army's sword again and found that it was fine. He panicked and saw that the Han tribe warrior swung his sword at him. He quickly raised his shield to block the sword. With a smack, the sword cut off half of his shield.

Although the shield was broken, it blocked the sword for him, leaving him a chance to counterattack. The guy immediately swung the half-broken sword in his hand and stabbed directly at the Han soldier in front of him.

The Han army had received unified training and often practiced against each other. Their fighting skills were very mature and even formed conditioned reflexes. The injured sword and shield soldier of the Huben Guard swung his sword, regardless of whether he hit the target or not. He subconsciously used a habitual and coherent action. He immediately raised his shield with his left hand and suddenly leaned forward to push forward.

It was this subconscious action that saved his life. The enemy's broken knife was blocked by his shield, and by chance, it injured the wrist of the man holding the knife.

The enemy's wrist hurt, and he threw the knife away. As a result, he was knocked to the ground by the shield. Before he could turn over, a steel halberd with a cold light accurately pierced into the ground on the side of his neck. The horizontal blade of the halberd just caught his neck. If he moved, he would definitely end up with his body torn apart.

"Don't move." The Han tribe halberd soldier in front of him shouted in a strange accent in the Takeshima dialect, staring at him fiercely. The steel halberd in his hand was getting stronger and stronger. The horizontal blade had already pressed blood marks on his neck. The Xin tribe soldier whose neck was locked by the sharp blade knew that he had no way to survive, so he simply closed his eyes and lay there waiting to die. Two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He knew that he could not avenge his brother, and now even his life was in vain.

"Fuck you, you dare to hurt me, I'll beat you to death." The sword and shield soldier of the Tiger Guard with blood on his face raised his shield and hit him again and again, which made the halberd soldier beside him frown.

"Okay, brother, stop fighting, it's worthless if you kill him, you should retreat and bandage your wounds quickly, I see blood on your face and neck, are you okay?" The halberd soldier looked at his comrade with a fierce face and persuaded him.

"Damn, I knocked him down, you don't think the credit is yours, do you?" The sword and shield soldier looked at the halberd soldier beside him fiercely.

The halberd soldier shrugged helplessly. He knew he was in the wrong. When he was holding the man, the man was knocked over by someone, and the man was injured in order to subdue the enemy. He really didn't have the face to take the credit.

"Well, this military achievement belongs to you, brother. I dare not take it. You tie him up. I'm leaving first." The halberd soldier responded helplessly, pulled out his weapon from the ground and turned away.

The injured sword and shield soldier didn't want to chase him. He had a wound on his face and a military achievement in his hand. He simply tied the man up and sat there waiting for the friendly troops behind to come and take him over, and by the way, waited for the logistics to come and bandage his wounds.

The remaining troops of the Qiyun and Xin tribes who broke through in front were also running desperately. From time to time, they had to deal with some sneak attacks from the side of the Han army, and they had to guard against the pursuit of the Han army behind them. The team was getting longer and longer. When they just ran to the foot of the mountain, there were only about 3,200 soldiers behind them.

The other soldiers were either injured or killed in the artillery fire, or they were caught by the Han army when they broke through.

After losing three or four hundred men, Qiyun finally led the team out of the range of the Han army's arrows. However, the Han army behind them was still chasing them, so they could not relax and could only flee westwards desperately, not knowing that they were getting closer and closer to the ambush circle of the Han tribe.

Xue Tu rode a horse and followed the team at the end. He raised a telescope and looked in the direction of the Xin tribe's escape. He couldn't help but raise a confident smile and muttered.

"These guys were so easily baited."

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