While retreating, Dong Zhuo's two thousand roaming cavalry and six hundred infantry pulled apart some distance, their connection clearly loose. After running for three li, Dong Zhuo let out a sigh. He pulled on the reins, the Green Spring Spear slowly drawing out a gully in the yellow sand. When he turned around to look, it was quite regretful that the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue and attack. Dong Zhuo pursed his lips. He removed his red tasseled helmet and placed it under his armpit, not minding revealing a bitter face to the officers and soldiers under his command. He sighed in despair. A direct subordinate officer who had dismounted to become an infantry followed the cavalry upstream with large strides, arriving under Dong Zhuo's horse. After three li, he pretended to be defeated, running like a stray dog. When he stopped, he was actually calm and composed, his mouth full of vulgarities, nothing more than disdaining Beiliang's number one cavalry for not having any guts. The officers and soldiers trained by Fatty Dong were generally all like this. Dong Zhuo placed the Green Spring Spear on the shelf and put on his helmet. "Let's go."
That officer who followed behind Dong Zhuo's buttocks asked, "General, are we really going to leave just like that? Are we not going to launch a counterattack? "
Dong Zhuo didn't reply to his subordinate's question. Since he didn't say anything, that officer also gave up on the idea of asking. This was precisely the tacit understanding between the Dong Family army. Dong Zhuo was not only good at leading a small number of elite cavalry on long-distance raids, he was also extremely good at launching a counterattack. In many intense battles, he could even retreat several dozen li or even several hundred li in the face of a slight disadvantage, and then turn around and fight again, thus establishing victory. One had to bear in mind that the counterattack tactic was a double-edged sword. If used well, there would be miraculous results, but if used poorly, one's cleverness would overturn one's cleverness. If false plays became true, then they would truly be routed a thousand li, defeated like a landslide. It required a thorough understanding of both the morale of one's own side and the toughness of the enemy's strength. This type of calculation that could easily cost hundreds to thousands of lives was definitely not an armchair strategist.
Dong Zhuo muttered to himself, "Six thousand against four thousand, fighting to a draw. We've pretty much grasped the foundation of the Long Xiang Army's strength. Wazhuhong Gu 'an did not lose unjustly. "
The lieutenant chuckled and spoke without restraint. "If the elders in the imperial court heard what the general said, they would say that we are shameless again."
Dong Zhuo clenched his teeth and slightly lifted his buttocks. The eldest daughter-in-law of the royal family always teased him about the calluses on his buttocks, telling him to ride less. Dong Zhuo was an extremely intelligent person. Although it seemed to be a private conversation between the ladies in the boudoir, what he actually meant was that her husband should not get involved in the battle himself. After all, he was still young and had the status of being a relative of the Emperor. He should take less risks to earn military merits. As long as he could endure his temper, he would eventually be able to climb to a high position. However, this time, the reinforcement of Li Gu Maolong was in imminent danger. If he did not personally lead the troops, he would not be at ease. It would be a lie to say that he did not feel heartache after losing six thousand of his personal soldiers to the Long Xiang Army. However, Dong Zhuo had always been cold-blooded and heartless in name and in reality. As long as he did not calculate the losses in his heart, he would be too lazy to deliberately pretend to be heartbroken. However, Dong Zhuo's sixty thousand elite troops were not the cavalry, but the twelve thousand infantrymen. If the latter had lost six thousand, Dong Zhuo would have long gone to the southern court's Huang Songpu and the other great generals to block the door and curse their mothers.
After advancing for several li, they saw another five hundred cavalry of the Dong Family Army. This elite troop silently merged into the army. Dong Zhuo had always been known for being crafty and cunning. He was not too fond of staking all his assets on a single throw of life and death business. The reason why he was able to succeed every time he used the Return Thrust was because every time he retreated, at least one-sixth of the total military strength of the hidden cavalry would be kept at full spirit and vigor, and would be used as the spearhead of the Return Thrust.
In the battle of Hulukou, Dong Zhuo originally thought that since the Long Xiang Army dared to set up an ambush to attack the reinforcements, the general in charge of troop movement would not move out in full force. Therefore, at first, he did not send the eight thousand cavalry into the battlefield. The facts proved that other than the fact that the Long Xiang Army did not have a backup plan, Dong Zhuo's other estimations did not have any flaws. If it was not for the appearance of the peerless fierce general who should be the White Bear Yuan Zuozong, Dong Zhuo would not only be able to take down the four thousand Long Xiang Army, he would also be able to kill Ren Tu's second son in one fell swoop. Of course, Dong Zhuo was not afraid of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry. If they really went all out, together with the five hundred cavalry behind them, they would be able to completely defeat Yuan Zuozong. However, if they wanted to kill Yuan Zuozong and Xu Longxiang, it would be difficult. Dong Zhuo believed that he was a man who knew how to live his life. Managing the sixty thousand Dong Family Army was like a petty man taking care of a small family. Since he could not kill the only target of this trip, Xu Longxiang, killing a few hundred or even a few thousand Beiliang Army would not affect the overall situation. Moreover, he would also have to cut off a few jin of flesh from his body. Dong Zhuo felt the pain and was unwilling to do so.
The dead fatty had a long face and helplessly said, "After this trip, don't even think about using the excuse of paying a New Year's visit to my father-in-law to steal a goat. That's not all. I'm afraid that I won't be able to touch my little wife's hand for a month. "
Gong Pu, the guest, and the Penglai Cauldron Carrying Slave were all killed in the battle. Dong Zhuo did not feel guilty about watching them die for him. However, the layout of the future would be troublesome. After all, his father-in-law commanded Mount Tibing, which was no different from a military town. He was also famous for his shrewdness and ruthlessness.
The captain asked cautiously, "General, we don't seem to be going to Maolong?"
Dong Zhuo, who was angry, glared and said, "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? Don't you see that the King of Beiliang's Great Snow Dragon Cavalry has appeared? Only eight hundred cavalry came. What about the rest? Aren't they going to Maolong? Otherwise, why would the four thousand Long Xiang Army appear at the mouth of the calabash and wait for us to enter their crotch?! "
The captain scratched his head and secretly rolled his eyes, "My sister told you not to take the hot potato, but you didn't listen."
Dong Zhuo squeezed out a bright smile and waved his hand, "Yelu Chucai, come here, come here."
The captain was horrified and slowed down his running speed. The general's call went in one ear and out the other.
Dong Zhuo smiled and said, "Brother-in-law!"
The lieutenant obediently stepped forward, and as expected, he received a solid kick. Only then did the fatty, who had vented his anger, feel refreshed. "Look at how peerless your sister is, and look at you. You're so ugly. When I first met you, I told you that you're definitely not your parents' biological child. Maybe you were picked up. "
As the captain of Dong Zhuo's brother-in-law, he was a real royal family member. When he heard such disrespectful words, he did not dare to refute. It could be seen that Dong Zhuo's despotic power was flourishing. With a belly full of anger, he had such a rogue brother-in-law. It was really God's doze.
Dong Zhuo suddenly restrained his relaxed expression, "If you have something to say, say it quickly."
The captain, who would only be regarded as a rash person, ran near Dong Zhuo's warhorse and said, "It's not strange for the ten thousand Long Xiang Army to win against the Wazhu Army that left the city without permission. However, the Long Xiang Army was able to appear at the mouth of the gourd without leaving the city. This is enough to show that there's a situation at the Gentleman's Mansion. Although our Beimang military towns are not as high and steep as the towns controlled by the Central Plains, the Dragon-Elephant Cavalry could not take down the Gentleman's Mansion. Using a cavalry that can't keep up with siege weapons to attack the city is really comical. This only shows that the Beiliang's infiltration of the Beimang border army is far beyond the Southern Dynasties' imagination. Perhaps Hong Gu 'an was hot-headed and went out of the city to resist the enemy because there were spies causing mischief. "
Dong Zhuo didn't nod or shake his head. He continued to ask, "Then tell me. Look at the Long Xiang Army penetrating deep into the city alone. There were only four hundred soldiers left at the mouth of the gourd. Adding on the injuries and injuries from before, there were less than two thousand of the ten thousand Beiliang elites left. What was the point of paying such a high price?"
The captain, who was often teased by Dong Zhuo as a "golden branch and jade leaf," thought for a moment and said, "The Wazhu Gentleman's Mansion is near the four towns of Gugu, Maolong, and Long. In the end, it is a military town that is easy to defend and easy to attack. Apart from the military strength, it doesn't have much value. Unless the Beiliang Army is stupid, they would not leave soldiers to defend it and wait for the old generals of the Southern Dynasties to seek revenge. To tell the truth, I can't figure out what was fought in this battle. Was the King of Beiliang muddle-headed? Or was he in a hurry to send his second son to the Beiliang Army as a general? "
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