Chapter 126 Military Achievements
Their movements were still too slow. An Fei's sharp hidden knife cut his neck, and blood spurted out several feet. Finally, he looked at Suijinguan with resentment before falling straight down.
"Fight! We want revenge, charge up and kill them all!"
The remaining members of Yue Lun's tribe went completely crazy. With their leader dead, they couldn't even surrender. Despair filled their exhausted bodies with strength again.
Everyone dropped their horses and started rushing towards the wall.
Without horses, the Wu Dynasty Zhenbei Army archers' targets instantly became smaller.
At the same time, the death rate of Yue Lun's troops decreased. Amid screams, a group of people rushed to the bottom of the wall and began to climb it with their bare hands.
On top of the wall, the Zhenbei Army fought back with knives and spears, stabbing people down one by one.
Faced with the crazy Di people, casualties of the Zhenbei Army were inevitable, and soldiers were taken away from time to time.
At this time, a cavalry was standing quietly on the distant river bank, looking at the huge bonfire on the wall of Suijin Pass.
Shouts of killing and cries of pain could be heard from afar, and a smile appeared in Zhao Tingduo's tired eyes.
He pulled the reins and said calmly, "Yue Lun's army is finished, and it's time for us to go back."
Beside him, a cavalryman said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, why don't we go to the Suijin Guard Station and have a chat? We've been tired of giving them gifts these past two days, so we have to meet them in person before we leave."
His words were echoed by several people behind him: "Yes, Young Master, let's go and see what good things Captain Luo has."
Zhao Tingduo thought for a moment and said to the young man with a duck voice, "Abu, pass the order down. Have your men retreat twenty miles and set up camp at Chahewan. Let them rest for a night before we continue."
When Abu heard that they were going to rest, he was immediately surprised and asked, "Young Master, what about you?"
Zhao Tingduo looked in the direction of the fire and said, "I'll go to Suijin Pass to take a look."
The battle of Suijin Pass did not last long. Those who rushed to the pass like moths to a flame ended with one seriously injured and five slightly injured soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.
The one who was seriously injured was the unlucky guy whose shoulder blade was pierced by an arrow, and two archers from Yue Lun's army were also smashed into meat patties in the chaos of the attack.
The others either had scrapes or sprains on their ankles, but the soldier who was shot in the thigh by an arrow was not in any danger and was cursing behind them.
Such casualties were negligible compared to the record of capturing fifteen Di people and killing sixty, including the head of a tribal leader.
Standing on the wall, Captain Luo shouted at the top of his voice: "You bastards, quickly gather the horses. Remember to find all the horses. Don't just chop off people's heads."
At this time, there were horses scattered all over the two sides of the river. Those horses were treasures.
A doctor ran up to him and wanted to bandage his wound: "Captain, your hand is injured!"
Captain Luo looked down and thought: Oh my god, there was a cut on his hand, and blood was dripping down.
“Just wrap it up casually!”
The doctor rushed forward and wrapped it with cloth.
At this moment, Zhou Xiaoqi ran over and whispered something in Captain Luo's ear.
Captain Luo's eyes suddenly widened. "Ah! I was wondering if these Dilu people were like rats that had taken poison, banging their heads against the wall. Turns out they were being chased here!"
He turned around, grabbed the medic's cloth belt, and twirled it around his hands, running towards the wall as he did so. "Quick, Zhou Xiang, lead the way. Where are they?"
Zhou Xiaoqi pulled a horse over and pointed outside the wall: "Master, get on the horse first, and we'll talk on the way."
"Okay!" Captain Luo grabbed the reins and jumped on the horse, followed Zhou Xiaoqi through the bridge hole, stepped onto the blood-stained ice, and headed straight into the darkness.
Behind the wall, a soldier from the garrison looked around. A general who was supervising the clearing of supplies called out to him, "What kind of place is this? What are you doing sneaking around?"
The soldier was startled and said hurriedly, "Captain Xiao, there's an incident in Suijin Town, and the camp has sent a subordinate to report to the captain!"
"What is it? The Lord is still closing the wall."
"They said there was a fire in the town and two houses were burned down..." The soldier hurriedly replied when he heard that the captain was not there.
"Just two houses are nothing. Let the camp and Xue Zhuang handle it." General Xiao waved his hand impatiently and immediately drove them away.
So what if all the houses in the town were burned down? How can it be compared with here?
This is a military achievement!
It has been a long time since we have seen such military achievements. Every head is worth a lot of silver.
After receiving the reply, the soldier rushed back to the garrison. Only a few bandits died in the town. Compared with the military achievements, it was really nothing. The people in the town could handle it themselves.
Outside the wall, Captain Luo, escorted by Zhou Xiaoqi's team, rode for more than twenty miles and saw a simple campsite.
At this time, there was a small bonfire in the middle and several people were sitting around it.
Captain Luo dismounted with a thud and took a few steps forward. He saw the young man in the crowd, now dressed in his Dilu costume, smiling at him. He was so excited that he bowed down and was about to greet him: "Third Young Master!"
Zhao Tingduo held his arm and said, "Hey! Captain Luo, you are not one of my men, don't be so polite!"
Captain Luo said excitedly: "The Third Young Master gave me this great gift, and I am deeply grateful."
Zhao Tingduo patted his shoulder: "Come sit down and talk!"
Captain Luo sat down obediently upon hearing this. Before he could ask anything, he smiled flatteringly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Third Young Master. When will you have another good opportunity like today?"
The Di Lu people were connected to the border of the Wu Dynasty, and there were many places where they overlapped and had many contacts.
If the Di tribe had not invaded the border, the Wu Dynasty army would not have been able to attack ordinary tribes, especially the elderly, the weak, women and children in the tribes.
In this way, to gain military merit, one needs to kill the real Di armed forces and the Di cavalry.
An Fei and others who were driven here by Zhao Tingduo today are the military merits that the Zhenbei Army needs.
Zhao Tingduo didn't answer. He rubbed his stomach and picked up a piece of dry food to eat.
After a day's journey, he was exhausted and hungry.
The horses could still eat grass, but people could only endure the pain on horseback.
Seeing that Zhao Tingduo didn't say anything, Captain Luo could only wait helplessly.
He suddenly noticed blood on Zhao Tingduo's clothes and asked in surprise, "Third Young Master, are you injured?"
Zhao Tingduo shook his head nonchalantly: "It's just a minor injury, I've already bandaged it on the way."
Captain Luo said anxiously, "Third Young Master, let's go to the guard post! There are doctors and soldiers in the guard post. It's better to let the military doctor take a closer look before you feel at ease."
He was taking a risk in saying that!
Suijinwei was the Northern Zhenjun of the Wu Dynasty. It was a serious mistake to allow these Di cavalrymen wearing armor and carrying scimitars to come in without permission.
Although Captain Luo said this after receiving some kind of hint, it was not explicitly stated. Once it was exposed, he would bear the consequences himself.
Zhao Tingduo's eyes flashed. "Captain Luo really dares to do this? I entered the garrison before with Captain Lei's warrant. Now, if I go again..."
He didn't finish his words, "Having secret dealings with foreigners is a crime that will cost you your head."
Captain Luo patted his chest and said, "Third Young Master, you can doubt anyone, but you cannot doubt my loyalty to the Marquis and Madam Wuya.
It was Madam Wuya who brought us back from the grassland in a horse-drawn carriage and saved our lives with buckets of goat milk."
(End of this chapter)
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