Crowned the New Han Dynasty

Chapter 987 Captured at Exhaustion
As Wei Xiong sighed, the surrounding shouts of killing exploded in an instant, deafening.

In the dark night, the Daijun barracks was like a giant beast entrenched on the ground. It was originally sleeping in the darkness, but the soldiers and horses led by Wei Xiong rushed out of the town like a torrent and rushed towards the giant beast. .

At this moment, the giant beast woke up, the flames were brightly lit, and with the brilliance of the torches, dense crowds gathered from all directions to surround and block the torrent of soldiers led by Wei Xiong!
The torrent of soldiers is also composed of crowds. It was originally filled with the momentum of going forward, mighty and turbulent, but when the drums sounded, the momentum suddenly stopped, and then barely recovered, but the mighty was still there, lost the turbulence, and lost the fierceness before. , blocked by the military soldiers of Daijun, seemed to be led into a pool from the river, wandering, struggling, and unable to move forward.

At this time, the sound of gold ringing from the rear caused the already stagnant torrent of soldiers to shake again. The front could barely maintain the momentum of impact, but the rear had a tendency to collapse and collapse.

"The head and tail are different. This is a sign that the military formation is about to break apart from the front to the back!"

Just as Wei Xiong expected, with the sound of gold ringing behind him, the army he led was completely plunged into chaos. At this time, whether it was attacking or retreating, it could only contribute to the chaos.

But Wei Xiong did not let things go. Even at this time, when his troops were separated from the front and the rear, he was still conveying orders.

"Notice to the whole army, the more it is at this time, the less likely it is to be chaotic. If you retreat, you will be dead. The only way to advance is to have a chance of survival!" Wei Xiong slashed out with his sword, forced back a soldier who tried to sneak attack him, and headed towards The adjutant in charge of the summons roared, but when his words fell, the attacker from the front attacked again.

The adjutant did not waste any time, and also forced back the two Daijun soldiers who were besieging him, and tried to get out and deliver the order. However, before he could find an opening, two more soldiers approached.

Dangdang!
Amidst a series of intensive clashes of weapons, Wei Xiong's heart gradually sank. He noticed that the soldiers he was fighting were just dressed as ordinary soldiers. However, they were very skilled in fighting and could fight well against him. Go back and even make it difficult for yourself to move forward.

You know, as a general from a noble family, Wei Xiong has been practicing literature and martial arts since he was a child. Even if his family is ruined, he can still invest a lot of resources in physical training with some money left by his ancestors, so that his nutritious diet can Keep up.

Later generations said that the poor were poor in culture and rich in martial arts, but in this era when aristocratic families are in power, even if you want to do knowledge, you must have a family background to be a stepping stone. And if you want to practice martial arts, you must keep up with nutrition, so as not to collapse during practice. It costs a lot of money, and ordinary military households want to train a warrior, and the family has to save money on food and expenses.

Wei Xiong has a strong body and his martial arts skills are far superior to ordinary people. He is not as good as a martial arts wizard like Ran Zhan, but he is still better than ordinary masters.

However, in the past when fighting with others, when he led people to charge, at most a small group of people blocked them, but they were all rushed away. Even the people who blocked him could hardly be defeated by him, but in the face of the enemy The county soldiers looked at the soldiers coming from all directions one after another, but they seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Even small soldiers could fight him back and forth.

"No! These pawns are no match for me in terms of personal strength. When I strike with my sword, they will be unable to withstand it. They have to retreat to buffer. Judging by the feedback from their expressions and strength, some of them can no longer even hold the sword. Therefore, being able to fight with me and keep me from advancing is not based on martial arts, but on the formation of several people. The people in front of me have clear plans for offense and defense. If one of them loses, he immediately retreats, and the two sides add reinforcements, so on By joining forces, we can create an endless stream of momentum that even I can't break through for a moment. It's really exquisite! Where did these people learn the formations? Could it be taught by the general who conquered the north?"

Living in the north, he was from the Central Plains, and he was an official from a major power in the grasslands. Wei Xiong's understanding of Daijun in Youzhou was not very poor, but because of the conservative forces of the Tuoba tribe such as Tuoba Liuxiu, he had no idea about the power of Daijun. There was hostility, so there were many slanders and belittlings when describing the Chen family, but this did not affect Wei Xiong's research on the military affairs of Daijun.He knew that the recruitment, formation, training, and battles of Daijun's military soldiers were almost all led by Chen Zhi. The military formations were cataloged by Chen Zhi himself. In the past, he had only heard that the military formations in general were very exquisite, but he did not expect that even a single small team The combination has such exquisite design.

"This kind of mutual cooperation between several people, and each other's advancement and retreat, can greatly reduce the role of personal martial arts! How did these people practice it?"

The seemingly simple squad formation is not easy to practice. In today's era, most of the soldiers, even in the Central Plains, are of a low level of education. It is difficult to practice the formation, let alone alone. How many people cooperate?This involves the response to various situations on the battlefield, and it is a huge test for the individual's understanding, memory and execution.

"If dozens or hundreds of people in an army have such a level of training, they can be said to be elite soldiers. The best among them can also serve as scouts and do important things. But in this generation of county barracks, How many of these proficient teams are there? Could it be thousands of people?"

Thinking of this, even with Wei Xiong's ambition, he couldn't help but be startled and doubtful, and sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

On the other side, after several twists and turns, his adjutant who was responsible for delivering the order, with the support of his subordinates, reluctantly opened an empty road and went to deliver the order. However, when Wei Xiong saw this, he understood that if he went there at this time, the day lilies were already cold, and there would still be some food. What is it for?

Sure enough, as soon as the road was clear, before the adjutant rushed out to deliver the order, several people rushed into the encirclement and brought bad news to Wei Xiong——

"Commander, the rear army has been cut off by the enemy. It is difficult for us to pass on the order!"

As soon as he heard this, Wei Xiong's already pale face became more and more ugly. He was even in a trance. The Daijun warriors who besieged him caught him and stabbed him with a spear, injuring his arm!

This was because Wei Xiong was so strong that he dodged the spearhead at the critical moment, otherwise the spearhead would not have been pierced in his hand, but directly in his heart!
Even so, the arm injury still affected his movements, causing Wei Xiong to retreat one after another. He had to rely on the cover of his own soldiers to barely maintain his defensive posture.

This seems to be a microcosm of the entire war situation.

Just as Wei Xiong showed his decline, the torrent of soldiers he led had been cut off. Daijun's soldiers were like hungry wolves, tearing the torrent apart and surrounding it into several small pieces, leaving the people who had already attacked him. The soldiers of the Wei clan fell into chaos as the drums sounded, and they completely lost the power to resist.

Finally, after fighting for a cup of tea, Wei Xiong was exhausted and captured.

(End of this chapter)