The sudden appearance of the Northern Army made everyone on the Golden Snake Camp's side nervous. Originally, the Golden Snake Camp would have been able to devour the Manchurian Western Army in one breath in a couple of hours. Now that the Northern Army had appeared, the situation was instantly reversed. Not only would the Golden Snake Camp not be able to devour the Western Army, but it was very likely that the hunters would become the prey and be devoured by the Northern Army in one breath.
Looking at the chaotic scene in the valley, Sabusu frowned deeply. How could he not see that the Golden Snake Camp had disguised themselves as Tu Hai's troops in Qing army uniforms, causing the Western Army to kill each other?
Judging from the current situation, since the Golden Snake Camp was wearing the uniforms of Tu Hai's troops, the Eastern Army of Tu Hai was probably finished. This was exactly what Sabusu could not understand. Tu Hai was a famous general who had been through hundreds of battles and had 30,000 troops. How could he be wiped out without a sound?
"General, should we rush down to rescue the Western Army?" Seeing Sabusu was silent, the deputy general beside him could not help but ask for permission.
"Rescue?" Sabusu had a strange expression on his face. "Now that the Golden Snake Camp and the Western Army are wearing the same uniforms, how are you going to rescue them?"
The deputy general was speechless for a moment. He understood that Sabusu was telling the truth. Now that the two sides were fighting, it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. If they rushed down rashly, they would only destroy the Western Army.
"But we can't just wait here. Are we just going to watch them die? If the Emperor finds out who is responsible, I'm afraid it will not be good for the General. "
"One word, wait!" Sabusu's face was cold.
"Wait for what?" The deputy generals around him were puzzled.
Sabusu wanted to cultivate these trusted subordinates and did not intend to hide anything. He slowly explained, "Looking at the situation, I'm afraid that the Eastern Army is finished and the Western Army is doomed. If we rush down rashly, it is likely that we will have to kill each other. That's why we need to wait for a winner to be decided. At that time, even if the Golden Snake Camp wins, it will be an arrow at the end of its flight."
"Although the Northern Army does not have as many people as the Eastern and Western Armies, they are all elite cavalry. Everyone is equipped with Three-eyed Godly Guns. When we rush down, we will be able to kill all the rebels like a hot knife through butter."
The generals came to a sudden realization and looked at the general with admiration. "General, you really have a good plan!"
However, there were still people who were worried and said, "The commander of the West Army, Fei Yanggu, is the trusted aide of the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Yue Le. If we really do nothing and let the West Army be slaughtered, Yue Le will definitely report to the commander-in-chief in the future. At that time, even if we destroy the Golden Snake Camp, I'm afraid that not only will we not have any merit, but we will also attract trouble."
Sabu Su's face was gloomy. He had obviously thought of this possibility. "Waiting now is the best choice. If we rush down, it will provoke the Golden Snake Camp to fight to the death. If we stand here, we can continue to give the Golden Snake Camp a huge psychological pressure. If I'm not wrong, the Golden Snake Camp will retreat first. At that time, we can chase them to the north. Not only can we save the West Road Army, we can also destroy the Golden Snake Camp's main force without any effort."
When the North Road Army appeared, Song Qingshu had already used his Qing Gong to enter the battlefield. As Sabu Su expected, more and more soldiers of the Golden Snake Camp noticed the Manchurian cavalry eyeing them like tigers watching their prey. Their expressions became hesitant. If it wasn't for the fact that they had just won a great victory and their morale was high, based on the Golden Snake Camp's previous temperament, they would have collapsed and fled in all directions.
"First Master, why don't we retreat first?" Cheng Qingzhu, Situ Bolei, Shui Jian and the others moved closer to Song Qingshu and tried to persuade him.
Although Chen Jinnan, Mu Jiansheng and the others did not speak, their expressions clearly showed that they agreed to retreat.
"Retreat?" Looking at Xiao Feng, Yang Miaozhen and the others who were still fighting, Song Qingshu said coldly, "The reason why the Tatar cavalry doesn't dare to rush down now is because we are fighting with the West Road Army. If we retreat now, won't we immediately become the Tatar cavalry's live targets? How can we, who have two legs, outrun the four legged beasts? When the time comes, won't we be completely annihilated? "
"But if we don't retreat now, when the battle is over, we will still become the Tatar cavalry's live targets." Mu Jiansheng's words were what most people were thinking.
Song Qingshu flatly refused the suggestion to retreat. He said resolutely and decisively, "If we escape now, we will definitely die. If we fight the Tatar cavalry to the death later, we will still have a chance of survival."
Situ Bolei hesitated for a while, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and said, "First Master, you have not seen the power of these Northern Land cavalry. Every one of them is equipped with a Three-eyed Godly Gun. When they are charging, they fire together, which is even more domineering than the Mongolian cavalry. Before we even come into contact with them, we have already suffered heavy losses. Not to mention that they have the geographical advantage right now. When they charge down from the hillside, we will definitely not be able to withstand them."
Situ Bolei used to serve in the world-renowned Guanning Iron Cavalry. Naturally, he knew that the Manchurian Qing cavalry was intrepid. Now that they had absorbed the advantages of the Ming Dynasty's firearms, they were like a tiger that had grown wings. In just a few words, he clearly understood the opponent's advantage.
How could Song Qingshu not know this? But he was even more clear that if he gave the order to retreat now, it would be a complete defeat. What awaited the Golden Snake Camp was only complete annihilation, there was no other ending.
But if they did not retreat, with the firearms and geographical advantage, what awaited the Golden Snake Camp would still be complete annihilation. The only difference was that if they stayed and fought to the death, they could still drag some down with them. But what was the point of that?
The leaders of the Golden Snake Camp surrounded Song Qingshu, anxiously waiting for his decision. In fact, if it was not for the prestige that Song Qingshu had inconceivably and effortlessly destroyed Tu Hai's thirty thousand strong army, they might have already taken their men and retreated by now.
Song Qingshu was also very conflicted. He raised his head to look at the entire battlefield. Although the people of the Golden Snake Camp were still fighting to the death, their movements were obviously much more hesitant. He knew that if he did not make a decision soon, the morale of the Golden Snake Camp would probably collapse.
"Prince Song, you have done your best this time. But now the situation is beyond the reach of human strength. It is better to retreat as soon as possible. As the saying goes, where there is life, there is hope." At this time, the women also came down from the foot of the mountain. Seeing Song Qingshu's dejected expression, Huang Rong could not help but console him.
"Song … First Master, I have already investigated the reason for the sudden appearance of the Tatar Northern Army. Not only did Meng Bofei not delay and obstruct the Northern Army according to the agreed plan, but he deliberately led them here." Xia Qingqing's words were actually more for the others to hear. She wanted them to understand that the impending defeat was not because of Song Qingshu, but because of Meng Bofei and the others' interference.
Song Qingshu looked gratefully at Xia Qingqing. He knew that she was doing this to help him, but he knew in his heart that failure was a failure. History would only remember the final victor. Even if he had drowned the Eastern Army and led the Western Army into the trap, it would be useless.
Back then, Guan Yu had drowned seven armies and shocked Huaxia. In the end, he was defeated in Maicheng. Later generations immediately doubted his ability as a commander. Zhuge Liang had been a brilliant strategist all his life, but in the end, his northern expedition was in vain. He only received the evaluation of 'adapting to changes is not his forte' …
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