Memoirs of the Heavenly Khan

Chapter 187: Once the health bar is revealed, things will be easier.

Beneath the shallow waters, the great banner flutters.

Looking at the layers of camps rising on the slope, Yuchi Bodhisattva praised:

"It seems that the story of defeating more than 100,000 troops of the Six Garrisons outside Hulao Pass is not an exaggeration!"

Xiao Baoyin, standing to the side, asked:

"Grand Master, are you praising him?"

Yuchi Bodhisattva did not answer, but instead showed some disdain.

"I really don't know why the King left you with me?"

Yuchi Bodhisattva was very arrogant. Of course, most people who managed to fight their way out of the government army's encirclement and suppression were also very arrogant.

Xiao Baoyin remained silent and did not argue.

Upon seeing this, Yuchi Bodhisattva uttered a word.

"Boring!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Baoyin felt little anger. He looked down on Yuchi Bodhisattva, and he believed the other man felt the same way.

However, the mutual dislike between them did not prevent them from cooperating at this moment.

"Emperor of Great Qi, what do you think of the current situation?"

The phrase "Emperor of the Great Qi" is clearly a joke.

Xiao Baoyin had become accustomed to it.

Yuchi Pusa's troops have already begun their attack. Xiao Baoyin couldn't immediately discern the outcome of the battle, but simply said:
"The art of war says: 'If ten times their strength, surround them; if five times, attack them; if twice, fight them.' General, this..."

Before Xiao Baoyin could finish speaking, Yuchi Bodhisattva impatiently interrupted him.

"Alright, stop reading."

Xiao Baoyin was very good at reciting military texts, but this kind of pragmatic approach was the most annoying thing for Yuchi Bodhisattva.

"Just tell me where the enemy's weaknesses are?"

Xiao Baoyin thought for a moment, glanced at Yuchi Bodhisattva again, and replied:

"Li Shuang used Han soldiers?"

Yuchi Pusa laughed, staring at the battle situation, and said:

"It seems that the King's decision to leave you with me was not entirely useless."

Yuchi Bodhisattva, with his hands behind his back, sighed:
"What a pity for such a good camp, what a pity for the prestige gained in that battle, it will all be lost today."

……

Since the Yongjia Rebellion, the Five Barbarian Tribes have invaded China, and the Han people have fled south. Countless Han people have lived in the Northern Dynasties, relying on their clans and blood ties to survive with great difficulty.

The Hu people served as soldiers, while the Han people farmed the land.

Under these rules, the Hu people rode horses and drew bows, learning martial arts from a young age, while the Han people toiled in the fields all day long.

Over the course of a century, a gap gradually emerged between the Hu people and the Han people, which could even be described as a superior exerting pressure on the inferior.

When those menacing Hu soldiers from Longdi charged forward, the soldiers holding the fortified camp were actually afraid, their bodies stiffening.

Martial arts skills cannot be mastered in a day, and military training cannot turn farmers into elite soldiers.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Even the barbarians bleed!"

A centurion, holding a long spear, hid behind the antlers, with several shields erected in front of him.

He didn't actually understand the meaning of those words, but after Li Shuang said them, he naturally assumed they made sense.

"Gousheng, isn't that obvious? Everyone bleeds!"

The centurion's subordinate disagreed and immediately protested.

The centurion, nicknamed Gousheng, was very unhappy about being called by a nickname. They were all social troublemakers in the village, all quite young, and usually called themselves wandering knights, but they had never seriously learned martial arts, only knowing how to fight and bully. In the village and among their own relatives, they were synonymous with trouble.

It wasn't until Li Shuang entered Guanzhong that he needed to recruit soldiers. Anyone who could gather ninety-nine soldiers could become a centurion.

Gou Sheng finally saw the direction in his life.

This group of people didn't even have proper names. The better ones had surnames, but the worst, like this Gou Sheng, only had nicknames in public. "This was said by the Duke of Tang!"

The person shouting was momentarily speechless, then retorted:

"Is what the Duke of Tang said the same as what you mean?"

A dozen or so cavalrymen charged over and saw the soldiers hiding behind the barricades and in the trenches, cursing them in fluent Xianbei language as if they were watching monkeys. They also used bows and arrows and javelins to stop anyone who tried to show their face.

These dozen or so riders were able to suppress these hundred men.

Hearing the commotion outside, and estimating that the antlers blocking the cavalry were almost completely destroyed, the soldiers behind the barricades and in the trenches began to panic.

What if they charge at us?

Gou Sheng instructed:
"Listen to my command! Brothers in front, take your spears; brothers in the back, prepare your crossbows. If they dare to charge, we'll kill them."

"it is good!"

Everyone made up their minds, but when it came to actually putting them into action, things changed completely.

Dozens of spears were brandished in the air, and arrows from crossbows were fired without any aim. The dozen or so riders were merely feinting, shouting, and did not actually charge forward.

The Hu cavalrymen laughed out loud as they watched the soldiers exerting themselves haphazardly, and they also started cursing.

"Damn it, give me the crossbow!"

Gou Sheng was getting angry, and the soldiers around him tried to calm him down:

"What are you trying to do? They're provoking us just to trick us into leaving!"

"I know, Laozi understands the Xianbei language."

Gou Sheng snatched the crossbow, immediately exposed himself, and without even aiming, pulled the trigger by instinct, firing an arrow.

He then quickly hid behind the barrier and touched his body.

"How is it? Nothing's missing, right?"

"Your arrow was incredibly accurate!"

The crossbow bolt struck a Hu cavalryman in the throat.

He fell to the ground with a thud, and the surrounding cavalrymen were stunned.

“They’re anxious!”

Whether it was excitement or fear, the reinforcements behind the dozen or so riders arrived just as these words were spoken.

Immediately, the Hu cavalry disregarded whether it was a trap or not and charged forward.

The spear grazed the cavalryman's scimitar, and as it pierced his body, blood splattered onto his face.

Gou Sheng finally understood the warmth.

So it turns out that even the Hu people shed blood!
Gou Sheng glanced at the Hu cavalryman who lay dead on the ground, unable to believe he would die at the hands of Han soldiers, and went into a state of excitement.

"Their arrows can't pierce our armor. Dodge the hammers and spears, and kill the ones with knives first!"

……

In the central command tent at Qianshuiyuan, Li Shuang observed the situation on the battlefield.

Five hundred riders gathered around him.

Including Hou Mochen Chong, these armored soldiers were completely different from the outer guards; they were as calm as statues.

Li Shuang smiled as he looked at the battle raging in the camp ahead.

The situation has reached a stalemate.

Although the soldiers of the garrison all provided their own armor and weapons, the armor and weapons of the ten hundred-man squads of garrison soldiers stationed on the front line were all provided by Li Shuang.

Even if the Hu people were skilled in riding and archery and proficient in martial arts, this battle was not an open field battle. Their advantages were negated by the deep trenches, high walls, armor, and weapons.

The rest is a test of endurance.

Li Shuang didn't need a great victory at this moment; he just needed to get these Hu soldiers to bring out the hatred of these Fu soldiers!
Hatred is what fuels courage!
……

(End of this chapter)