Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1172 Beat them to death

The fleeing pirates and infantrymen cried out in agony, their blood splattering across the land, where severed limbs and mangled bodies lay strewn about.

Everywhere you look, it's terrifying.

Hashimoto took a deep breath, controlled his horse with both legs, and slowly made the warhorse retreat.

He felt that he couldn't leave the city; once he crossed that suspension bridge, he would be minced into meat and never see the ice queen again.

However, the soldiers under his command cannot retreat. This battle must be fought extremely fiercely so that the Ice Queen can see his determination to protect the warships at all costs.

Hashimoto's guards surrounded him and they retreated into the city together.

He divided himself into left and right sides at the city gate and loudly commanded his infantry to advance bravely, kill the enemy, and dedicate themselves to the honor of their families.

Most of the pirate infantry inside the city had rushed out, leaving only Hashimoto and his thirty guard cavalrymen in sight.

Seeing that it was almost time, Hashimoto waved his hand.

"Follow me, we'll exit the city through the east gate and outflank the enemy cavalry."

He couldn't say he was fleeing; he could only let his subordinates know that he was implementing methods to subdue the enemy.

Hashimoto ran towards the east gate of the city with his guards. Before they even left the east gate, the cavalry of the Zhenkou Camp had already rushed into the town of Bukou.

Lin Feng felt that a small county town wouldn't have many troops stationed there, and he had killed enough people already; he estimated that there weren't many left in the town.

He then ordered his men to storm the city and wipe out the remaining pirates.

You have to beat a drowning dog hard; seize any opportunity and beat it to death.

Sure enough, when the Zhenkou Camp's cavalry entered the city, they found it deserted and the pirates were gone.

A warhorse shouted, "Over there, over there, pirates have fled!"

This shout spurred the riders, who hadn't yet had their fill of killing, to immediately mount their horses and give chase.

Hearing the thunderous sound of hooves behind him, Hashimoto immediately spurred his horse to gallop away, shaking off the guards who had been following him.

These guards were also very loyal. Seeing that their leader had run away, they immediately turned their horses around and formed a line to block the pursuers behind them.

Thirty guards were no match for the rampaging warhorses. In the blink of an eye, they were torn to pieces and routed.

More and more warhorses charged in from behind. The thirty guards were ravaged by the warhorses, and in a short time, no pirates were able to stay on horseback.

One of Lin Feng's strategies, just like in the battle against the Tartars, was to take no prisoners and leave no survivors.

Although some pirates had already raised their swords with both hands, knelt on the ground, and indicated that they had given up resistance.

The cavalry of the Zhenkou Camp ignored them all, their warhorses galloping past, their spears piercing the chests of the pirates.

Hashimoto rode his horse out of the east gate of the county town and headed towards Funing Prefecture.

Of the more than a thousand pirate troops stationed there, he was the only one left on horseback, urging his horse to gallop at full speed with all his might.

The night was thick, and he could not see anything in front of him. Behind him, flames raged on the turbulent river. Hashimoto was fleeing for his life.

A group of Zhenkou Camp war cavalry chasing behind heard a sharp whistle, an order to retreat, which all who heard it had to obey immediately.

All the scattered warhorses immediately circled around and ran back.

Inside the county town of Bukou, the cavalry that had returned were clearing out the remaining pirates and searching for their supplies.

We must sustain our war through war, and without a food supply line, we cannot overlook any place where food and supplies are hidden.

The battle for Fuling Prefecture City also came to a halt.

Thanks to the soldiers in the city receiving a full meal and the replenishment of supplies and defensive weapons, the Zhenxi Army withstood the fierce attack of the pirates.

The pirates only stopped their attack and retreated helplessly when it got dark and they could no longer see anything.

The city walls and surrounding area were in complete disarray, with corpses lying haphazardly everywhere.

There were also those who were seriously injured but not yet dead, struggling and wailing on the ground.

Hu Jincai was also covered in blood, with bloodstains splattered all over his face. He picked up his steel knife and slowly walked forward along the city wall.

While scanning the area below the city, he could hear various sounds, even though he couldn't see anything clearly.

There were also many human bodies lying on the city wall, it was unclear whether they were dead or collapsed from exhaustion.

The entire city was filled with mournful cries.

Hu Jincai was somewhat bewildered, unsure whether he could withstand the pirates' attack the next day.

This scenario has played out many times before.

Previously, there was still food and fodder in the city. After resting for a night and eating their fill, their confidence would be restored.

But right now, there's absolutely no food left in the city. He can hold on, but the soldiers can't.

Hu Jincai admitted that the engineers and laborers, in particular, had done their best and were truly dedicated to the Zhenxi Army, leaving no room for criticism.

With no food and the reinforcements from outside the city only appearing briefly, how could he possibly rebuild everyone's confidence?

Although Hu Jincai was resilient, he was repeatedly ravaged, collapsed, and rebuilt, only to collapse and rebuild again.

Until the collapse is irreversible and cannot be rebuilt, one is completely crippled and will never rise again.

Hu Jincai walked slowly forward, sighing inwardly.

Having followed Lin Feng for years and experienced countless battles, I have never felt so desperate.

"Oh, boss, if you are watching from heaven, could you give Lao Hu some guidance?"

There was no response, and Hu Jincai understood that no miracle would happen; he was simply venting his frustration.

The current mess requires my full attention and careful handling.

In the pirates' eastern camp, Atsumi Akiyama, holding a leather whip, lashed the fourth general in charge of the siege until he was covered in blood.

Not cutting off their heads was already a sign of my mercy.

Despite mustering all their remaining strength, they still failed to capture the city wall, not even achieving their minimum goal of breaking through a single point of the wall.

Atsumi Akiyama was about to go crazy with anger again, and when he lashed out with the whip, he lost all restraint.

Two of the pirate commanders were nearly suffocated from being beaten.

The surrounding generals were so frightened that they dared not breathe, watching the enraged Atsumi Akiyama with trepidation, afraid that their names would be called next.

After venting his anger, Atsumi Akiyama finally calmed down and waved for his men to carry away the four half-dead generals.

He tossed the blood-stained whip to the guard and strode into the central command tent.

Female guards brought over tea and water, and waited by their side.

I washed my hands, picked up the teacup, tilted my head back, and gulped down a cup.

The water temperature was just right, and as it flowed down her throat, a gentle warmth made her breathing easier.

Exhaling a long breath, Atsumi Akiyama leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in thought.

Such ruthless treatment of one's own people is probably not a solution. She was also supervising the siege today.

Knowing that these soldiers were fighting desperately, especially the Zhenxi Army on the city walls, who were extremely tenacious and had ample defensive weapons, the siege was thwarted.

To take over Fuling City, we'll need to use our brains more.

Atsumi Akiyama did try many methods, but the commander of the Zhenxi Army defending the city was also very clever and thoughtful, making him repeatedly fail.

Just as he was deep in thought, someone outside the tent shouted a report.

"General, a scout has come to report."

Atsumi Akiyama nodded in acknowledgment, and the guard standing at the door raised his hand and pulled up the curtain.

A pirate scout rushed into the central command tent, knelt down as soon as he entered, and bowed his head to report.

"Report! General, we have learned that the county town of Bukou has been attacked by enemy cavalry, forty-seven warships have been burned, and the city has fallen."