Chapter 267: Counter-hunting under the cover of night
Li Mo paced back and forth anxiously in the small tent, feeling heavy as if a huge rock was pressing down on him, and he couldn't breathe.
He regretted so much, why did he send his nephew Li Xiao to lead the troops to hunt down the archers of more than a hundred people? After a day, none of the three thousand soldiers came back, and the scouts sent out to get information did not send back any information.
Could it be? Li Mo didn't dare to think about it.
"Report!..." A scout team finally came back.
Li Mo grabbed the scout team leader by the collar, "What's the matter? Did you find the people?"
The scout team leader had a heavy and sad face, "Report to the general, the people were found, but... three thousand soldiers, all wiped out, not a single one is alive!"
Li Mo was like being struck by lightning! He staggered a step and his face turned pale.
Three thousand soldiers were wiped out. My nephew Li Xiao was the only son of my eldest brother. He went to the battlefield for the first time to make a name for himself. After returning, he wanted to get a good position in the imperial army, but he lost his life here!
Li Mo felt a pang of pain in his heart!
He slowly exhaled the foul air in his chest, and also spit out some of his grief and regret. As the commander of an army, he could not lose his reason and calm because of grief.
It seems that the rebels have guessed that the Song army will split into two groups. One group will imitate Deng Ai and sneak attack Chengdu Prefecture from this Yinping trail, so they sent ambushes familiar with the terrain in advance to wait in this primeval forest and set traps to kill them.
In two days, more than 5,000 people were killed or injured in the 20,000-strong army. Should they retreat? ...
No! ...I, Li Mo, am not a coward who retreats in the face of danger. Even the famous Golden Eagle Divine Arrows of the Song Dynasty cannot afford to be ashamed of that person!
The ambush troops in the primeval forest should not be numerous, but they are local rebels who are familiar with the terrain and good at climbing and walking. You can attack as you please, I will not pursue you, just march forward quickly!
Once we are out of this primeval forest, it will be a flat terrain. I will see how much strength you have to stop the sharp edge of my elite light armored cavalry?
Li Mo made up his mind and gave orders to be alert when camping at night, not to pursue the enemy, and to try to avoid losses. During the day, speed up the march.
Young General Liu Chao led more than 100 archers to attack the Song army twice. The enemy strengthened their vigilance but did not pursue. Every time they finally got close, they could only kill 200 to 300 Song soldiers with a round of rapid shooting.
Liu Chao, sitting on a tree branch, held his chin and was a little worried. If they ate a bite of lean meat every day, the enemy's combat power would not be seriously damaged. After leaving the primeval forest, the flat terrain was most suitable for light armored cavalry to fight. That was the time for the enemy to show off their skills.
No way! Mr. Sima only had 10,000 people guarding Jiangyou Pass. If the enemy's combat power was strong and they fought desperately to seize the pass, Mr. Sima must not fail to defend Jiangyou Pass, and a great military division must not die there unjustly. We must kill more of the enemy's main forces to realize Mr. Sima's plan to wipe out this enemy army.
Using fire attack is not feasible. If the primitive forest of seven or eight hundred miles is destroyed, I, Liu Chao, will be the sinner of Sichuan and Shu. Head-on blocking is not feasible either. My three thousand men are not enough to deal with this elite enemy army.
Young General Liu Chao was worried, frowning, thinking about how to destroy more of the enemy's main forces. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a wonderful plan. Liu Chao jumped down from the tree and stopped thinking about it. The old method of sneaking at night to attack the enemy had to be used. Kill as many as possible.
In the dark night, the young general Liu Chao led his 120-man personal guard team and quietly approached the camp of the Song army.
After killing several sentries, they quickly and swiftly approached and saw the backs of the Song soldiers sitting around the campfire. The archers aimed their bows and arrows at the enemy... silently thinking of the order to retreat quickly after shooting three arrows in a row.
Li Mo was standing on a branch of a big tree with a golden bow on his back and 24 golden feather arrows in the quiver behind him, concentrating and listening to the movements around him. Tonight, he would use the golden arrow in his hand to avenge his dead nephew and more than 5,000 soldiers, and also to wipe out the shame of his name, the Golden Eagle Divine Arrow!
The screams of the Song soldiers came as expected. Li Mo's eyes turned cold, and he used his Qinggong to rush to the "hunting ground" two or three hundred steps to the right.
After Liu Chao shot three Song soldiers with three arrows, he quickly turned around and evacuated. After his companions shot three arrows, they also turned around quickly...
One after another, golden arrows, with fierce murderous aura and rage for revenge, shot through the bodies of the enemies who turned around and ran away after shooting three arrows. The power of the arrows was still not exhausted. After penetrating the enemy's body and then entering a big tree, they stopped flying.
These sharp archers who shot and killed the Song soldiers without missing a shot, after facing the golden eagle arrow Li Mo, they could only be shot to death.
After hearing the screams of his companions behind him, the young general Liu Chao stopped running in shock and turned around to run back.
When he saw the golden arrows taking away the lives of his brothers, Liu Chao's eyes turned red with grief. He put a black arrow on the bowstring and shot it towards the place where the golden arrow flew out.
Li Mo, who was shooting prey in silence and calm, suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura coming towards him. He quickly turned his head and an arrow flew past his cheek with the sound of air flow. Li Mo
was shocked! The enemy actually has such a master of archery?
Li Mo quickly changed his position, stood proudly, looked sharply in the direction where the arrow flew, reached out to touch the quiver, and there was only one golden arrow left.
The golden arrow was on the bowstring, Li Mo was full of confidence, and only one golden arrow was left to take your life!
Young General Liu Chao knew that he had met Li Mo, the Golden Eagle Archer, who was known as the Archery God of the Song Dynasty. He was not afraid at all, but instead had a strong fighting spirit. The arrow in his hand was on the bowstring, and he was waiting for the opportunity with concentration.
In the black night, a golden arrow came towards him with the sound of airflow that cut through the night sky. The bowstring in the hand of young General Liu Chao suddenly shook!
A golden arrow and a black arrow collided with each other in the night without any difference. After the sparks of polishing were ignited brilliantly in the night, the golden arrow pushed the black arrow to fly more than ten steps away before falling together.
In terms of internal strength, Li Mo's deep internal strength occupies an absolute advantage!
When the young general Liu Chao gritted his teeth and put his arrow on the string, ready to fight again, Li Mo turned around and flew away, returning to the Song army camp.
Liu Chao put away his bow and arrow in confusion. Li Mo had an absolute advantage in strength, so why did he leave? How could he know that Li Mo had used up all the 24 arrows he brought with him.
The people who survived among the Golden Eagle Archers brought back 23 corpses of their companions. Liu Chao was so sad that his tiger eyes were filled with tears. This 120-man personal guard team with superb archery skills were all his companions who grew up with him. The mountain villages closest to this primeval forest were their homes.
Since they were in their teens, they often traveled together, relying on bows and arrows to hunt and make a living in this primeval forest. They had a deep affection for each other, and the brotherly love made them follow Liu Chao to join the newly established Feiyun Riding, full of passion to show their manly revenge.
Who would have thought that under the arrows of the golden eagle archer Li Mo, twenty-three lives were lost in a moment.
Liu Chao's eyes were filled with tears, and his steel teeth were broken, "Brothers, Brother Chao will avenge you!"