Chapter 70 Zhu Tu Liwei
Wen Han narrowed his eyes, took the arrow, twisted a few times in the bow string, and aimed at Keba Wuyan's body. The arrow flew out of the air. Keba Wuyan was about to go to the gate, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At this time, he heard someone next to him shouting that an arrow was coming, and subconsciously wanted to bow down.
But the speed of the arrow is too fast. Although Zhu Tu is a three-stone bow, it can emit the power of five stones. In addition, Wen Han used cleverness and twisting, and the speed and strength of the arrow are more powerful than the ordinary five-stone bow. The arrow passed through Keba Wuyan's shoulder. Fortunately, Keba Wuyan was reminded and made some reactions to avoid important parts. Even so, the strength of the arrow also flew Keba Wuyan. Several Qiang Humas around him quickly picked him up and dragged him back into the gate.
Keba Wuyan's consciousness was blurred, but his anger at this time made him still make his last roar before losing his consciousness.
"Your general, you dare to sign up for a name. Erma Keba Wuyan is definitely going to kill you!"
After hearing this, Wen Han pulled the reins and flew to the gate not far away like wind and fire. Wen Han looked cold, raised the tiger's head and silver gun, and responded murderously.
"Hu Kou thief, you and others remember my name. I am the Sima of the Han army, Wen Han, Wen Fanfan! When you are like the champion, you will beg for mercy on your knees!"
Keba Wuyan remembered Wen Han's extraordinary name in his heart, and then fainted with a ah. Qiang Hu's soldiers were in chaos. After closing the city gate, he saw the black wind riding and quickly fired arrows. Wen Han, Guan Yu retreated with the black wind horse and laughed and scolded for half a column of incense before they were willing to withdraw.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Xu Huang returned to the camp and was dealing with the wounded soldiers and counting the number of casualties. Wen Han and Guan Yu returned to the camp and took care of the wounded soldiers around. Wen Han unloaded his armor. When he saw the blood on the wounded soldier's body, he would greet them carefully and teach them how to deal with it. The wound would scar faster. After that, Wen Han taught them some common sense of disinfection for later generations and was busy all noon.
Pei Yuanshao played the role of a guard behind him, following Wen Han. In the killing of the enemy just now, although he did not have any excellent performance, he has been following Wen Han to protect his back from the enemy. As Wen Han taught, Pei Yuanshao learned. After that, Wen Han saw that Pei Yuanshao was familiar with some methods of wound treatment and disinfection, so he gave it to him to deal with. I went back to the tent to listen to Xu Huang's report.
"Exordinary, do you need to take a break? From today's war to dealing with wounded soldiers, you have never rested. I'm afraid..."
Seeing that Wen Han's face was a little pale, Xu Huang unconsciously persuaded him. Wen Han waved his hand and interrupted his words.
"It doesn't matter. You finish the war report first. After listening to it, I will go to rest and discuss the strategy of responding to the enemy in the evening. In addition, a lot of Qianghu people were captured today. Ask them who the Qiang general I was shot by me today depends on their status. After exploring the information, they will be dealt with.
"Yes." Xu Huanggong responded, and he also admired Wen Han's desperate character. Wen Han often does everything, and no one can surpass his prestige in the army, and he is deeply loved by soldiers and generals. Xu Huang looked at it and fell in love with Wen Han more and more.
Especially like today, Wen Han almost put the lifeblood of the army in Xu Huang's hand. If Xu Huang's three talents of heaven and earth have no real materials, he will definitely be defeated today. This trust also moved Xu Huang very much.
Xu Huang was thinking about it, and when he saw Wen Han looking at him, he quickly reacted and made a report.
"In today's battle with Qianghu, our infantry was attacked the most violently by the enemy and suffered the most casualties as a buffer. Six hundred were killed in the battle, and a total of 200 were slightly or seriously injured. The black wind riding is well trained and in a favorable position, with few casualties. One hundred and seventy people were killed in the battle, and a total of 150 people were slightly and seriously injured. They annihilated 1,200 Qiang Hu cavalry, captured 100 people, and captured more than 1,000 horses and more than 2,000 armors. In terms of the casualties and captured trophies of both sides, this is a big victory.
Although Xu Huang said so, his expression was nervous, because today's battle was under his command. And Wen Han led troops to fight, often defeating the strong with the weak, and there were very few casualties. Compared with Wen Han's previous achievements, Xu Huang's achievements today are really not very good.
After hearing this, Wen Han smiled admiringly at Xu Huang. He also understood Xu Huang's thoughts and comforted him.
"Gong Ming, don't compare with my old days. The thieves of Heifeng Mountain and Shuanglong Mountain cannot be compared with the Qiang Hu cavalry. Qiang Hu cavalry are brave and good at fighting, and they are famous all over the world. Today, we can win by relying on the performance of your three talents. War, there will definitely be casualties. However, this also reminds us that daily training is still insufficient. In particular, your infantry is more than half dead and injured. Although they are in the position of sacrifice, it is clear that as their general, you must be responsible for their lives. In the future, we will strengthen training and reduce casualties, you know?
"Yes. I know." Xu Huang nodded. He would not feel that Wen Han was demanding. As a general, the life of a soldier was indeed his responsibility. There are also several sets of training plans in Xu Huang's heart. Because it is really strict and not famous, he dares not take it out for a while. After today's victory, Xu Huang has some prestige in the army. After all, it is a big victory. Xu Huang knew that it was time to bring out these plans.
"Hmm. Gongming, you are also tired. Let's go down and have a rest first. There are also sergeants of the army to keep a good guard to prevent Qianghu from coming.
Wen Han shook his head, as if he could shake off the drowsiness of his head. Xu Huang saw that Wen Han's face was full of fatigue and did not disturb him. In addition, he was too tired to leave regardless of mind or body.
After Xu Huang left, Wen Han did not go to bed to rest, but sat in a chair quietly thinking about how to deal with Qianghu. After today's World War I, the strength of both sides has changed. Wenhan's army now removes the wounded. There are 1,200 infantry left, and the black wind cavalry is 3,300, plus 4,500. On the other side of Qianghu, 1,200 people were killed and one hundred were captured today. The wounded soldiers don't know. It is estimated that the number of people who can fight is about 6,000.
With such a gap in strength, Wen Han can't force the siege, and the cavalry is not good at attacking the city, and the number of infantry is not large, and the forced siege is just death. After a while today, the Qianghu people should not dare to play games with Wen Hanjun again. The possibility of continuing to stick to the city is very great.
Wen Han thought about it and fell asleep unconsciously until night. Guan Yu and Xu Huang washed up, had a good dinner, and came to Wen Han's tent. Seeing that Wen Han was sleeping, he asked the guard. The soldier told them that Wen Han had not gone out. He called a few times at dinner time. There was no response and did not dare to disturb Wen Han again.
After hearing this, Guan Yu did not blame the soldier and asked him to bring food. Then Guan Yu personally brought it into the account and sat with Xu Huang, waiting for Wen Han to wake up. Wen Han slept for a while. For about half an hour, he woke up and his stomach was so hungry that he was screaming. At this time, he smelled the fragrance of rice. When he saw Guan Yu and Xu Huang, he knew that it should be night.
"Brother, don't eat quickly. It's not good to be in good health if you are hungry. You are now a general of the army, and your body is tied to all the lives in the army. Take good care of it. Come on."
Guan Yu brought the food to Wen Han. Wen Han was very hungry and did not hesitate. He grabbed the food with both hands and swallowed it in his mouth. After devouring the food, Wen Han patted his stomach happily, took a few sips of water, and laughed.
"Ha ha. The so-called happiness is just a delicious meal when you are hungry, that's all.
Although it is very popular words, there are some truths. Guan Yu and Xu Huang nodded silently, as if they were thinking. Wen Han waited for the meal to come down, stretched out and looked at Guan Yu and Xu Huang.
"Okay. After the meal is finished, we have to do business. After today's war, do you have a wonderful plan to make our army win the capital city?
Wen Han opened his mouth, Guan Yu and Xu Huang also thought of some strategies, and the three of them discussed. However, due to various factors, it was rejected by others. After two hours of discussion, the three still failed to come up with a more comprehensive method. Seeing this, Wen Han was also helpless. He had to make sure that he would set up the three talents of heaven and earth again and fight with Qiang Hu.
Later, Xu Huang told Wen Han that he learned from the Qianghu prisoner. The person Wen Han shot today is the general of the main force of Qianghu's army, Keba Wuyan. This person has a noble status, but he is the young master of a big clan in Qianghu. Wen Han wrote down this information and asked Guan Yu and Xu Huang to leave, and he went to bed to rest.
The next day, Wen Hanjun set up a position and called out to Qianghu in Xiudu City. Qiang Hu really did not dare to go out. Wen Han took the army and shouted and scolded outside the city, counting the eighteen generations of Qiang Hu's ancestors. In the old days, how humble he was in front of the Han Dynasty, like a dog waving his tail and begging for mercy.
Even though he was so humiliated, Qianghu seemed to be ungrateful. Wen Hanjun scolded for several days, and his throat was hoarse, and he didn't see Qiang Hu come out to fight.
In the Xiudu City, the original county magistrate's mansion. Ke Bawu slowly opened his eyes. As soon as his consciousness recovered, he was scolded by the vicious words of the Han army outside the city. Suddenly, he was angry and vomited a mouthful of blood.
The Qiang doctor who took care of the surrounding area quickly made people close the doors and windows to reduce the loudness of the sound. Then he went to inform some generals of Qianghu. Several big men came in a hurry and was greatly relieved to see Ke Ba Wuyan regain consciousness. Keba Wuyan has a noble status. If something happens, all of them will be buried with him.
"How many days have you been scolding these dogs?"
Keba Wuyan covered the wound shot by Wen Han, his face was full of gloom, and asked coldly.
"Recommation to the young master. I scolded for three days and three nights.
Bang.
Ke Ba Wuyan grabbed the big bowl with soup next to him and threw it at the Qiang general who answered. The big bowl broke his face in Qiang, and the hot soup was sprinkled on his face, and the hot white gas was coming out. The Qiang general did not dare to attack. He stood there, lowered his head, and did not dare to look into Ke Ba Wuyan's eyes.
"Scolded for three days and three nights? You have the nerve to say it!!!!! Irma asked you why you shouldn't fight! Is it because the Han army is so powerful that they are afraid of fighting? They are afraid of life and death. Believe it or not, Irma will kill these useless lambs!"
Ke Ba Wuyan stood up and pulled out the big knife hanging at the head of the bed. Although his footsteps were unstable, he still rushed to the Qiang generals aggressively.
Those Qiang generals hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, asking Keba Wuyan to forgive his forgiveness. A senior Qiang general said with a bitter face.