Dragon Blood Soldier

Chapter 1 Bloody Hades River

Chapter 1 Bloody Riverside

The Yanmeng army retreated faster than they thought. When they came to the garrison of yesterday's army, they found that there was only a mess left and no one was found. When everyone rushed to the bank of the Pluto River, they found that the bridge had been cut off, and only 10,000 resistance troops were left on the other side.

Without the army of food and grass, they could not support it for two days. Seeing that they were unable to return to the sky, the Yanmeng people had to withdraw overnight, leaving only a death squad guard on the bank of the Helic River. How long can it last? As long as they arrive at a few big tribes and replenish enough food and grass, they can reassemend and fight back.

The problem is that those big tribes are far away from the border, and they can't catch up in two or three days. Moreover, there is a nomadic life on the grassland, and the tribes are floating. Even large tribes will not be fixed in a certain place.

Now the Yanlong soldiers are fighting with them. This 30,000-strong cavalry team only carried three days of food on its horseback. In these three days, if it can't catch up with the scattered Yanmeng army, it will also be in crisis.

Looking at the few but solemn enemy troops on the other side, Su Yong turned to Chu Nantian and said, "It seems that they are going to take advantage of the natural danger of the Ming River to defend it."

"Without food and fodder, they can't support it in the evening!" Chu Nantian stared at the other side, with a strong confidence in his words. The hungry army, even relying on this natural danger, can only resist for most of the day. When the other party is exhausted and can't pull the bow and arrow, it still can't stop its army from building a bridge.

"Not necessarily. This is a death squad. They just stayed and died!" Xiao Changfeng's face was solemn, and he knew the key to this battle. After crossing the Styx River, the hungry army must not go far, and sooner or later they will catch up with them. But there are 10,000 death squads here, and they rely on the Styx River. I'm afraid that our side will also pay a huge price.

If you spend time with them, the other party will naturally collapse first, but they have to buy time, which is the most deadly.

"If they can't attack until the evening, I'm afraid they can't catch up! And once they add something and fight back, we won't even have a way out!" Su Yong's eyes were bright and he said in a low voice.

"Cut down trees and build bridges!" Xiao Changfeng and Chu Nantian ordered at the same time that a large army of soldiers and horses were immediately divided into the low forest, and soon the sound of logging was everywhere.

Su Yong walked to the edge of the broken bridge that the other party cut off and burned dark, and looked at it carefully.

This is a bridge built against a huge long wood, which obviously cannot be produced by the low woods. The Yanmeng people cut this end almost with their swords before throwing torches and burning the bridge into the Styx River.

Only such a bridge can carry the passage of the cavalry. Like the "long ladder" connected with the short wood of the low wood, only the infantry can forcibly cross the river first, and then combine multiple "ladders" and lay wooden branches to make the war horse pass.

Looking at the red eyes of the wild goose on the other side of the Sting River dozens of meters wide, Su Yong smiled. He waved and called Zhao Gu: "Ter it down, bury the stove and cook!"

"Doing...cooking? General, haven't we had breakfast? Zhao Gu stammered. Did the general eat too much melon seeds and go crazy?

Su Yong's face was one end: "Colear porridge, feed the horse!"

By the way, let's explain. Some people may have questions before: if the grain and fodder of the other party's 50,000 army is burned, they can only escape. Why don't we 30,000 cavalry use food and fodder? There is a lot of food and fodder needed for these 30,000 war horses.

The first thing to say is that the mountains of grain and fodder are not just rations for a few days, but the reserves used by the Yanmeng army for a lasting siege strategy. Secondly, the grassland is not full of fat grass, and only a few natural pastures can maintain the supply of war horses. In the land near the border, the quality of grass is generally not high. If there is no reserve of grain and grass, the war horse can only rely on other cellulose food to maintain their physical strength.

The three-day rations carried by Yanlong soldiers also include part of the food for feeding horses. These rations can be done in the Dragon Wing City, which is known as "stose into the south of the Yangtze River". The porridge mixed with rice bran naturally can supplement the strength of the horse more than the dry weed.

Zhao Gu was stunned again: "General...General, the war horse has also been fed!" When going on an expedition, how can there be no one who doesn't feed horses?

Su Yong stared: "Just do it. How can there be so much nonsense?"

The smoke was curling, and the firemen in the black whirlwind army neatly made a fire on the bank of the river and cooked. The fragrance of rice followed the breeze and blew into the wild geese on the other side. Everyone seemed to be holding people's necks, twisted their intestines and stomach, and even more hungry. When they saw that the other side was just feeding the delicious food to the horses, it was even more difficult to suppress their anger and scolding.

Chu Nantian and Xiao Changfeng were at first confused. When they saw the Yanmeng people on the other side couldn't help grabbing bows and arrows and running to the shore to lose their temper, they couldn't help laughing. It is the taboo of soldiers to be impetuous. The other party's reaction is right in his arms.

The Styx River is dozens of meters wide. As long as you walk a little away, it will not be within range.

"You should also take a break. Let's make a fire, cook and feed the horse first." Xiao Changfeng laughed at his subordinates.

Watching others waste food on a hungry stomach is probably the most uncomfortable thing in the world. Not only can't the Yanmeng people on the other side can't stand it, but even their war horses can't stand it!

Seeing that the same kind on the other side was snorting and spitting hot air, many wild geese and horses almost rushed into the Styx River! They hissed in unison and kicked randomly, but the owners were hungry. How could there be food to feed it? Yan Mengren pulled the war horse desperately and scolded, but he kept swallowing his saliva.

Seeing that the Yanmeng people on the other side began to be irritable, Su Yong simply ordered the heavy helmet soldiers in the black whirlwind team to stand by the river and scold them loudly. Once such a scolding on the other side unfolded, there were more arrows flying from the other side. However, as long as the soldiers in heavy helmets are a little more careful, they will not be injured by the arrow at the end of the crossbow.

It's strange to say that a group of tall soldiers, holding big knives and spears in their hands, play the role of a group of long-tongued women. Xiao Changfeng and Chu Nantian looked at Su Yongdang standing on the river bank spitting and imitating the shrew and scolding the street, and their hearts were secretly funny.

The other half of the soldiers continued to cut wood and feed the horses. The sound of logging one after another, the hiss of horses on the other side, and the scolding of chickens and ducks on both sides of the strait converged into an extremely strange picture.

Xiao Changfeng listened to Su Yong's scolding for a long time and couldn't help admiring himself. This man was serious. He scolded for nearly half an hour, and there was no word to repeat, such as TMD, NND, dog's bastard turtle grandson pit and mouse old bugs... What a long string. Looking at his feet full of messy arrows, some of them flew closer and lay down softly, and even couldn't even insert the ground firmly. He couldn't help but be slightly stunned and understood what he meant.

Su Yong was finally tired of scolding and ran over and took a big sip of water. Chu Nantian stepped up and laughed, "Brother Su, why is this necessary? No matter how fierce you scold, they won't lose a piece of meat, and they may not understand.

Su Yong smiled and said, "It's just to fight for a lively scene. We can't lose to them."

Xiao Changfeng smiled and said, "It's not necessary to lose a piece of meat. Look how many arrows there are on the other side? How many more people are pulling the bow string?

Chu Nantian couldn't help but be stunned. After taking a closer look at the other side, he turned to Su Yong and sighed, "Who will meet you? It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes!" It turned out that there were not many bows and arrows of the death squad on the other side. The Yanmeng army had planned to sacrifice this group of people for hand-to-hand combat, because they also knew that as long as the Yanlong people consumed with them, they might not be able to pull bows and arrows at all in the end.

Moreover, the arrow branch is a luxury for the Yanmeng people. Although the Yanmeng people learned to polish and temper weapons from the Yanlong people, the metal material was purchased from Yanlong. Under the official control, they originally did not buy much. The steel knife they carried with them must be hand, so How much metal is left to make this one-time luxury?

After a few scolding just now, the arrows of the Yanmeng people have almost been consumed. In this place across the river, this kind of weapon that can attack from a long distance is the most terrible. It is simply the original version of the missile of later generations. After Su Yong's scolding, I don't know how many vanguard soldiers' lives were saved next!

Near noon, many long wooden ladders have been gradually completed. With the orders of the officials, dozens of ladders gathered together and handed them to the other side. The group of wild geese was about to cut off, and was immediately forced back by the continuous rain of arrows on this side.

This is the advantage of the equipment. The Yanlong people wear iron armor, while the Yanmeng people wear leather armor, and the defense is a little worse. What's more, the Yanlong archer does not shoot arrows continuously, but retreats immediately after firing arrows, and the other team immediately follows and continues to launch.

On both sides of each ladder are the archers of Yanlong, who are shooting in an orderly manner, keeping the arrows to the other side still have a deterrent force. Under the continuous threat of arrows, the Yanmeng people left a lot of corpses, but they also cut off several ladders, but most of the ladders finally landed on the other side.