The troops under Jiang Pengji's tent became a meat grinder. They first divided the enemy into countless smaller pieces, then contracted the battle line to mince them into pieces.
The quality of Yuan Xin's troops was far inferior to the elite troops trained by Jiang Pengji for many years.
The difference between the two sides did not lie in their individual physique, but in the speed and extent of their execution of military orders.
Yang Si ordered them to assume a battle formation that was loose on the outside but tight on the inside. They could obediently do as they were told, luring the enemy to let down their guard and send the army to charge. When the two armies charged at the same time, Jiang Pengji's troops could still take care of their comrades and formation, but Yuan Xin's troops paled in comparison.
When the two armies clashed, the difference between the two would be magnified again and again.
Just like Jiang Pengji's metaphor, on one side was thick porridge that could not be poured down by chopsticks, sticky and solidified, while on the other side was thin porridge with a high moisture content.
When thick porridge and thin porridge collided, the thin porridge would naturally be the first to scatter.
Jiang Pengji ordered the frontline troops to let the enemy rush into their formation, so they could faithfully execute military orders.
When the time was ripe, Jiang Pengji ordered the frontline troops to tighten their defense line, and they also obeyed the order.
Strong execution would bring about extremely high efficiency. The battlefield was a place that was ever-changing. Being one step ahead of the enemy meant gaining the upper hand. Jiang Pengji led Yuan Xin and the others by their noses, so they had no choice but to follow her rhythm until they were utterly defeated.
In this wave, Jiang Pengji had at least encircled the 5,000 troops under Yuan Xin's command into her territory.
"Attack!"
The 5,000 troops were just a small group of people to Jiang Pengji's 50,000 troops.
When they were scattered into their formation, they were like a grain of sand mixed into the desert, small and helpless.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Jiang Pengji gave the order to encircle and kill. The generals and soldiers who were beating the drums shouted in unison.
Snow-white blades and spearheads pierced through from all directions, directly turning the scattered enemy troops into bloody hedgehogs.
The rhythm of the generals and soldiers who were beating the drums slowed down, but the strength of the drums did not decrease.
Hundreds of drums were played in unison, and the sound resounded throughout the entire battlefield. The momentum alone suppressed the opposite side.
The battlefield changed so quickly that it only took a few dozen breaths from beginning to end.
Yuan Xin discovered Jiang Pengji's intention to encroach on the enemy. He immediately ordered the soldiers to fight and retreat while defending against the enemy.
Unfortunately, their execution was not good enough. When Yuan Xin's order was given, before the soldiers could react, they were surrounded by the enemy.
Making dumplings in one go would leave thousands of corpses on the ground. It was almost impossible for these people to survive.
Not to mention surviving, being able to leave an intact corpse in the chaotic battle was already a stroke of luck.
The gravel and stones on the ground were dyed dark red by the blood. The blood, which looked like little red snakes, gathered on the ground and formed small puddles.
Seeing this, Yuan Xin angrily punched the horse's back, causing it to let out a mournful neigh.
His eyes were red, and he pulled the reins tightly with one hand, forcing the warhorse to calm down.
"General Yuanxin, it's obvious that the enemy has come prepared. Why don't we retreat first to preserve our military strength?"
The two armies had only clashed for a quarter of an hour, but they had already lost thousands of soldiers and horses. Their morale had plummeted, while the enemy's losses were minimal. Continuing to fight like this would only increase the number of casualties. If Yuan Xin had been more cautious and conservative in the beginning, he might not have faced such a difficult situation.
Hearing Nie Xun's words, Yuan Xin's eyes turned bloodshot and murderous, causing Nie Xun's heart to tremble.
"The army hasn't been defeated, and the soldiers still have their combat strength. Military counselor's words shake the morale of the army. Isn't this killing intent?"
Yuan Xin lowered his head and glanced at the sword in his hand. He almost couldn't suppress the wild and wanton murderous intent in his heart.
Nie Xun said, "Although the enemy has many men and horses, they have very little military supplies and rations. An army of 50,000 will consume countless rations in three to five days, not to mention one or two months. Our army doesn't need to face them head-on. We only need to surround and harass them to break their evil plan of using war to sustain war … "
Nie Xun's method was naturally vicious. If he used it to deal with Jiang Pengji, she would really fall.
In order not to delay their speed and mobility, the army's rations could only last for three to five days.
If Nie Xun used rogue tactics to harass her and plunder her rations, Jiang Pengji's side couldn't afford to drag it out.
Just as Nie Xun predicted, Jiang Pengji wasn't afraid of a head-on confrontation. She was afraid of the enemy's endless harassment and encirclement.
Yuan Xin refused to listen. He was an extremely arrogant and self-opinionated person.
He had developed a prejudice against Nie Xun, and this prejudice would always exist. It wouldn't disappear with time.
Nie Xun jumped out to stop him at this moment. Yuan Xin was furious.
A white light streaked across the sky. Nie Xun was blinded by the light. He subconsciously raised his hand and turned his body to avoid the blade that was aimed at his neck. However, the blade still fell on his shoulder and chest. Intense pain spread from his body to his entire body. It was so painful that his muscles twitched and trembled. Nie Xun's world was instantly dyed with blood. The blood that gushed out from his wound spilled a long trail on the ground.
A few deputy generals witnessed everything. They were so shocked that their limbs turned cold. They watched Nie Xun's body go limp and fall to the ground.
The fresh blood converged into a pool of blood on the ground beneath him.
After everyone saw it, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Yuan Xin was actually so arrogant?
Nie Xun was Huang Song's strategist. No matter what mistakes he made, he should be dealt with by Huang Song. What right did Yuan Xin have to wield his sword against Nie Xun?
Was he so fearless just because he was the elder of the lord's clan?
"Drag him away! This person shakes the morale of the army. He has evil intentions … Kill him as a warning to others. "
After the impulse, Yuan Xin felt a trace of regret in his heart. However, it was quickly drowned out by anger.
Yuan Xin's words lacked confidence. However, there was no turning back. Since he had already been slashed, how could he apologize?
The deputy general stepped forward and said, "General, Strategist Nie is the lord's trusted aide. If you kill him before the battle, it will not be good for you!"
It seemed like he was speaking for Yuan Xin, but he was actually pleading for Nie Xun.
Although the wound was deep, it was not fatal. If the bleeding was stopped in time, he could still keep his life.
Yuan Xin valued himself more. If Nie Xun really died, it would indeed be troublesome.
His tone softened a little.
"Drag him away and keep an eye on him!"
The deputy general was afraid that he would go back on his word. He quickly said, "Yes, sir!"
Nie Xun's wound was very long and deep. The bleeding was also very impressive. It had only been a short while, but his clothes were already soaked.
The soldier who was supporting him raised his hand and wiped the warm blood on his hand.
Nie Xun's face was very fair. Even though he had grown a short beard to make himself look more mature, it still could not hide his gentleness.
Because he had lost too much blood, his originally fair complexion had turned pale. His lips had also darkened.
Faced with such a large wound and loss of blood, the military doctor was also in a difficult position.
In the end, he could only take a risk out of desperation.
"I heard that the military doctors under Liu Xi's tent are very good at suturing wounds. Why don't we try using this to stop the bleeding?"
When Huang Song and Xu Bei formed an alliance, they ambushed Hu County, which was guarded by Qiguan Rang, and stole a cart of medical supplies.
With this cart of supplies and the retired military doctors he had secretly bribed, Huang Song's side also copied Jiang Pengji's logistical medical methods.
However, Huang Song's side lacked experience and did not learn well. In the end, there were not many military doctors who knew how to suture.
Nie Xun's wound was so large that he would die if he did not suture it. It was better to treat a dead horse as a living one.
With the help of hemostatic powder, he might be able to keep his life.
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