Chapter 0067 Military Morale
Xie Yingdeng opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Cen Wenben said, "This battle is not the general's fault. The general rushed a hundred miles to Nanyang and defeated Yuan Zhao, which prevented our Qihuo Army from being attacked from both sides and annihilated. This is all the general's credit. No one expected that Yin Shishi would suddenly attack at this time, which led to heavy losses in our old camp."
"Alas, although this battle is not our fault, these people followed us after all. Now there are so many losses and so many brothers and sisters have been killed. It is all my, Li Yu's fault." Li Yu looked into the distance and saw that the remaining people were huddled together, with sadness all over their bodies and sadness and fear on their faces.
"It's a pity that Master Yin Shi got away. This bastard almost wiped out our entire army. He really deserves to die." Xie Yingdeng said viciously.
"It's also because I'm not good at martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't be able to escape." Li Yu said with a wry smile. Although the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword is sharp, it has many weaknesses when used in cavalry combat. If a long spear was used, with the length of the long spear, perhaps even if Yin Hongzhi was assassinated, this would not have happened.
"If even the general thinks that his martial arts are not good enough, then the martial arts of me and others are nothing." Xie Yingdeng took a look at the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword in Li Yu's hand and said, "The general's sword skills are sharp, but this sword is most suitable for infantry combat. If it is a cavalry battle, it is better to choose a long weapon, such as a long spear, a long lance, a long halberd, etc. The general is brave, no matter what kind of weapon he uses, he can get a bonus result."
"Then let's use the lance! Big brother is good at using the spear, I wonder if you have any research on the lance?" After the battle, Li Yu felt his weakness and asked humbly. He now secretly regretted that he should have followed Li Zixiong to learn lance.
"General, although the lance and the spear are both long weapons, there are still some differences between the two. The weight of the lance is much greater than that of the spear, and only the brave can use it. The spear is the thief among soldiers, and it emphasizes skills. The lance emphasizes strength in some aspects while emphasizing skills." Xie Yingdeng's eyes flashed, and he said, "I see that your swordsmanship emphasizes basic swordsmanship, and the lance is the same, but it only has moves such as stabbing, blocking, smashing, and picking. The lance is actually composed of a spear and a stick. I have never used a lance, so I can't teach you these, but the spear and the spear are basically the same, maybe I can give you a little reminder."
Li Jing nodded. He looked at the Great Xia Dragon Bird in his hand and said, "After we conquer Fangcheng, we will take the boats and head south. We will find a place to practice using the lance. This way, I can use the lance immediately and the sword on foot. It will be the best of both worlds."
In troubled times, as long as he could save his life, Li Yu didn't mind practicing more. However, he soon put it all aside and looked into the distance.
"General, the old camp suffered heavy losses. Almost all those who stayed behind were men and young women. The elderly and children under eight years old were basically killed. Of the tens of thousands of refugees, only a few thousand have been reduced to a few thousand. Some took advantage of the chaos to escape, while others were killed." Cen Wenben saw through Li Yu's thoughts and walked forward and whispered.
Li Yu nodded and said nothing. After the first battle, the remaining people were basically useful. He whispered, "Sir, put the remaining people into the five camps. The women will be put into the old camp, and the children will be the same. However, like the beggars, they must train on time every day to prevent the recurrence of last night's incident."
Cen Wenben looked at Li Yu deeply, a trace of fear flashed through his heart. It seemed that Li Yu had nothing to do with this matter. The old camp was ambushed by Yin Shishi, causing countless losses to the army, but Cen Wenben knew that all this had a lot to do with the young man in front of him. Tens of thousands of people followed Li Yu, which not only consumed a lot of food and grass, but also slowed down the army's advance. But Li Yu couldn't do this. Now after this battle, all of this disappeared without a trace. On the contrary, all that was left were combat-capable soldiers. The strength of the Beggars' Army not only did not weaken a lot, but became even stronger. Those who could survive in the chaos were all combat-capable soldiers. Adding these combat-capable soldiers to the Beggars' Army made the number of the Beggars' Army reach as many as 9,000.
Of course, Li Yu had to pay the price for this. When Pang Jue and the other three battalions came back, they were at the foot of Fangcheng City, in front of the three armies. Li Yu ordered Li Gu and Pang Jue to hold sticks and beat Li Yu with thirty military sticks in public, which was so horrible that his skin was torn and his flesh was broken. In Li Yu's words, the old battalion was attacked by Yin Shishi, which was all Li Yu's fault and he should be punished.
"General, this move can boost the morale of 9,000 soldiers. It's amazing, amazing." Fan Jin looked at Cen Wenben who seemed calm and said, "Sir, don't you want to say something?" At this time, he could conclude that the sneak attack on the old camp was definitely planned by Li Yu. At the very least, Li Yu had made preparations for it.
"What can I say? In troubled times, not everyone can survive." Cen Wenben shook his head and said, "What's more, this situation is not what the general wants, and the general has no choice." Cen Wenben looked into the distance, where food and grass were piled up like mountains. They were all pulled from the Yin Shishi camp. If it were in the past, these food and grass would not last long, but now, an army of 9,000 people can still last for a long time.
"Now I am worried about the imperial court. Yin Shishi's 30,000 troops were wiped out, Yuan Zhao's troops were defeated, and Wancheng was almost captured by us. I am afraid the imperial court will not let us go. This move will definitely attract a large army. What will happen then?" Fan Jin said in a low voice. After this battle, it was not Yin Shishi who rushed up.
"Nine thousand soldiers and horses, with high morale, are enough to resist many troops. Moreover, the imperial army will not attack in a short time, which is enough for the general to operate." Cen Wenben pointed to the opposite side with a smile. Fan Jin looked over and saw that the soldiers had red eyes and a bit more tragic aura on their bodies. He immediately understood the implication of Cen Wenben's words.
The soldiers of the beggar army were all filled with anger. Many of the victims were their relatives and friends. They were all killed in the enemy's slaughter in one night. At this time, even the leader of the army was responsible. The soldiers of the beggar army were still filled with anger and were looking for a place to vent their anger. Perhaps Fangcheng in front of them was one of the targets of the beggar army.
"Fangcheng." Fan Jin looked at Fangcheng and said, "Now that Master Yin Shi has been defeated and the Yuan clan has retreated to Nanyang, why not occupy Fangcheng and rest for a while?"
Cen Wenben was tempted, but soon shook his head and said, "No, no, there are too many aristocratic families here, and Luoyang can still radiate here. If we rest here, we will soon attract more imperial troops."
