The high platform has been erected, and the king of Liang's banner is standing on the platform, fluttering in the wind.
Xu Meng turned his head and looked around, and saw the generals and attendants gathered on the stage. King Liang was bathed in the golden sunshine, looking like a god.
"Yingqiao defense, first formation!" The messenger rode up and shouted the order.
"Come forward and form a formation!" Xu Meng shouted and ordered.
Amidst the clanging sound, three hundred soldiers from Xiangcheng stepped forward.
During the march, the first row of shield bearers took off the large shields tied to their backs. Judging from the way they were lifting the weight with ease, they had eaten countless big fish and meat to develop the strength of their arms.
The crossbowmen on both sides were carrying heavy crossbow machines. They looked a little old, but they were very well maintained. The movements of winding, inserting arrows, and shooting had been practiced countless times. Some soldiers even spent their own money to repair the equipment, because
Practiced too hard.
The heavy sword was taken down and when he held it with both hands, the skills he had honed over countless days and nights suddenly came back.
Wearing iron armor, holding a heavy sword, opening and closing, running rampant, this is a man's romance, which ordinary people cannot understand.
"Shiqiao defense, Lijia defense, Ruyang defense, second formation!" Another messenger, holding a command flag, arrived like the wind.
There was another clang of beetle leaves.
The nine hundred iron men stepped forward quickly, and after completing the formation, they took some time to check the equipment for the last time.
"Yongxing defense, Lushan defense, Princess defense...the third formation!"
Orders were passed down one after another, and all three thousand Luonan soldiers had been assembled and arrayed in the south of Guangwu City.
"The King of Liang has given a special order. There are many thieves and cavalry in this battle, so we must go into battle!" Several more messengers rushed over and circled the formation, shouting in unison.
Fierce cheers rose to the sky.
Xu Meng, the commander of the unit, grinned widely, looked at the excited sergeants around him, and laughed.
At this moment, the last bit of nervousness disappeared.
Going into battle, even if it's just a small gain, the minimum is three rounds of merit. This is the glory that belongs exclusively to the soldiers of Luonan Prefecture.
The drums kept beating.
Groups of soldiers filed out of the camp and formed formations in the wilderness.
Especially the sergeants of the second and second battalions of Silver Spear, many of whom have lost count of how many times they have been in battle.
The enemies we fought against were of all kinds, including Han Chinese, Xianbei people, Huns, Wuhuan people, Jie people, Di people, Qiang people and even all kinds of miscellaneous people. It can almost be called an ethnographic museum.
In terms of status, there are Jin imperial guards, world soldiers, refugee armies, Wubao people, Xiongnu forbidden soldiers, tribal soldiers, wealthy men...
I have fought against everyone and seen every battle.
A total of 12,000 people were located in the center, arranged in four square formations, front, rear, left and right, forming a central army formation.
Outside the phalanx, sidecars and baggage trucks were pulled over one after another.
There were ballistas and chariots among them, deer antlers were placed outside, and more than 2,000 yellow-headed soldiers were arranged behind them, ready to go.
At the rear of the formation, there was a camp of five chariots from the baggage department, and two thousand cavalry were arranged inside, supporting each other with the cavalry behind the trench gate of the camp not far behind who were ready to attack at any time.
To put it crudely, this means that 25,000 auxiliary troops were dispatched.
To Shao Xun, it was not overwhelming, but to Yu Ju, it was already terrifying.
There are so many armored warriors who seem to be well-trained. A head-on charge would cause great losses and may not be effective.
But the matter has come to this, and we have to fight if we don’t want to fight.
If they avoid the battle and leave, Guangwu will fall.
Guangwu fell without a fight, but what about the other cities? There is no end to concessions.
"Kill!" An overwhelming roar came from the front, interrupting Yu Ju's thoughts.
"Kill!" The shouts came one after another, which made the scalps of the strong men at the head of Guangwu City go numb, and made the Xianbei herdsmen restless.
"Kill!" The third cry came down the wind.
The sound of rustling footsteps sounded, and the Jin army's formation slowly began to squirm.
The sergeant in the front row holds a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, across his forehead.
Their movements are powerful and their steps are firm.
Wherever military boots were trampled, smoke and dust rose everywhere, creating an awe-inspiring atmosphere.
Xu Meng rode his horse and walked in the gap between the Li family and Yongxing's second defense, followed by twenty troops and several messengers with flags on their backs.
Being in the battlefield, accompanied by countless heroic men, you will have nothing to focus on at this time, and only glory and blood will be in your eyes.
A brave man can fight with thousands of armies, but a cowardly man can generously ask for a battle. One man will fight for his life but ten thousand men will be helpless. If ten thousand men fight fiercely, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart.
The enemy cavalry moved out.
More than a thousand cavalry galloped out and passed diagonally from the front. They did not get entangled with the soldiers acting as sharp swords, but went straight to the right.
While the flag was waving, the formation stopped moving.
The sergeant in the front row put his shield on the ground.
The second and third rows stretched their long and thick rifles forward to guard against some errant enemy cavalry.
On the right wing of the formation, the 2,500 infantrymen of the First Battalion of the Yellow Head Army were slightly commotion.
Zeng Yi stepped forward with a calm face, the recognition flag on his back whistling in the wind.
Seeing him, Zhou Da and more than ten sergeants calmed down.
"Step into the sidecar!"
"Shield bearers, gunners come forward, in groups of four, to cover the crossbow."
After the order was issued, the morale of the military stabilized slightly.
He once held a large shield in his hand and boarded a baggage cart.
The crossbowman was looking forward with a pale face. He felt the light dim and looked up. It turned out to be the team leader's large shield covering him diagonally above him. He felt relieved immediately.
Zhou Da also followed.
He squatted behind Zeng Yi and gripped the barrel of the gun hard.
His eyes moved forward from the end of the gun, and finally settled on the sharp tip of the gun.
He thought of his son.
He is innocent and likes to hold a small wooden stick, imitate his grandfather, and "spear" with his friends.
Perhaps, at this moment, he was in the grass behind the house, "catching and killing" with his playmates, having endless fun.
The corners of Zhou Da's eyes were a little sore.
So fun!
Your father and I will really fight for our lives with Suotou. I hope that when you grow up, you will never experience such a life and death test again.
The sound of horse hooves became more and more urgent, and among the smoke and dust, more than a hundred horsemen arrived first.
They lined up in a very loose formation, holding horn bows in their hands and shouting.
It's getting closer, getting closer slowly.
"Whoosh!" Someone shot the first arrow by mistake.
Like an infectious disease, more than ten people shot arrows one after another until the officer shouted loudly.
The arrow that flew out naturally did not hit the enemy. After flying for a while, it inserted diagonally into the ground.
When the cable-headed cavalry saw it, they immediately accelerated their horses, got closer and closer, then walked sideways, and shot out deadly arrows.
"Hoo!" An arrow flew over the head, not knowing where it was going.
Zeng Yi did not move, still squatting there calmly.
He even had the leisure to admire the enemy's heroic archery.
As he galloped past the formation, he stretched out his body and drew his bow almost to the full moon. The bowstring touched his face full of flesh. Then he let go. Under his eyes full of malice and ferociousness, arrows flew out.
out.
Muffled groans came and went. Even with a large shield protecting them, people still kept falling.
Zeng Yi didn't care how many people were hit by arrows, he was only obsessed with his mission.
"Woo!" the horn sounded, and the crossbow bolt that had been prepared for a long time suddenly flew out and shot towards the enemy cavalry.
Most of the crossbow arrows missed, but there were still continuous screams in the wind.
After firing, the two crossbowmen hurriedly started loading.
It’s too late! This is Zeng Yi’s inner thought.
Good shot! Zhou Da breathed a sigh of relief and his morale was boosted.
Compared with the crossbow, the walking bow is a more practical long-range strike force. It has a fast firing rate, accurate shooting, and can also projectile.
More importantly, there are far more archers than ballistae.
After the sound of the trumpet sounded, the foot archers of the Yellow Head Army pulled the bow strings hard. At first they followed the order and fired, but they became chaotic as they shot.
Everyone looked excited. After picking up their bows and nocking arrows, they shot out. After shooting one arrow, they started another. They stopped panting until the arrow pot was empty or their arms were weak.
"Get out!" The officers rushed up, smashed their heads and faces with their scabbards, and said angrily: "It's like being stunned. You can't hear the order, right? The horn is so loud that you can't hear it? Get out of here and give up your position!"
The first group of archers retreated in a chaotic manner, and the second group of archers quickly entered the sidecar.
From their perspective, although the massive wave of shooting just now was unorganized, it was not without results.
The dense arrows are thrown out, even if the accuracy is not good, but when the number increases, some unlucky people can always be knocked down.
Moreover, the power of mounted bows is poor. If you want to achieve results, you must get closer. This greatly increases the accuracy of the archers and results in greater results. You must know that a considerable number of them are protected by sidecars, which makes it difficult to shoot against each other.
Take advantage.
The first wave of enemy cavalry fled hastily, leaving behind more than twenty corpses.
The second wave of enemy cavalry came one after another. They braved the shooting of infantry bows and ballistas, and rushed straight at them. They fired their horned bows repeatedly, causing some casualties in the Huangtou Army formation.
After the smoke and dust they created, hundreds of horsemen rushed towards them.
Their speed was very fast. After the first group of people dismounted, they took out their large shields on the spot and moved forward quickly.
Another group of people held large axes and struggled to split the antlers.
"Shoot! Shoot them! Shoot them quickly!" Zhou Dagan swallowed his saliva.
The crossbowman's face turned pale and he didn't want to explain.
After firing the last shot, they drew out their daggers and prepared to fight in close combat.
Zeng Yi still squatted still, looking at the enemy soldiers who were charging forward with their big shields in their eyes.
A crossbow bolt was shot from nowhere, and the strong force penetrated the shield surface, connecting the shield hand and a certain unlucky guy who was removing the antlers together. The bloody place was so disgusting.
The archers saw the opportunity and shot arrows into the gap in the enemy's shield formation, which immediately caused a scream of pain.
More enemy troops came up.
Shields surrounded it, the swordsmen and axemen chopped hard, and the herdsmen followed at the rear to remove the obstacles.
Suddenly, a burst of warm cheers broke out.
Zeng Yi stood up slightly and half-crouched to defend himself from the enemy.
The rope heads poured in through the opened gap, holding various messy instruments in their hands and shouting.
"Bang!" A huge force struck the shield.
Zeng Yi responded calmly and tilted his shield slightly, causing the enemy's spear to deflect.
"Ah!" Zhou Da shouted hysterically, thrust out the spear with all his strength, and drew it again.
A rope leader on the opposite side stared angrily, clutching his chest with both hands, and fell down unwillingly.
"Bang! Bang!" Continuous heavy blows hit the shield, and more and more enemy troops came over.
They may have been reluctant before setting off, or they may have been forced to do so by the coercion and inducement of their superiors, but now that they were in front of the formation, it was too late to retreat. They could only charge forward with their heads down, with no way out and no way to survive.
Zeng Yi raised his shield to suppress the attack and slashed out with his backhand sword. Blood spurted out from the enemy soldier's neck and splashed all over his head and face.
Zhou Da shed tears and shouted to encourage himself.
He used to be very cowardly and timid, but at this moment, listening to the din of war in his ears, all he could see were swords and guns stabbing him, the soldiers and the enemy kept screaming, and life was disappearing every moment...
…
He has no right to retreat.
Tears flowed to his chest, his voice became hoarse from shouting, and the spear pierced out like a machine.
There are enemies dismounting in the distance, and there are people crowding in front of the cart. You can kill them with just one shot.
"Kill!" His voice was so hoarse that it was almost silent. The enemy held the spear that Zhou Da stabbed tightly, and another enemy soldier held a long and thick horse spear and directly picked him up.
"Whoosh!" An arrow flew out, avoiding the armor on the chest of the enemy soldier Ma Shan, and shot into his neck cunningly, and came out through the neck.
Another Yellow-headed Army spearman jumped onto the baggage cart. Before he could stand firmly, an arrow flew towards him and made almost no sound. He fell to the ground on his back and never closed his eyes until his death.
"Bang!" A huge cracking sound sounded.
Under repeated blows, the thick wooden shield was overwhelmed and shattered.
The enemy soldiers took advantage of him and slashed him with his sword.
Zeng Yi retreated subconsciously, but unexpectedly a spear came from ahead. Almost at the same moment, his shoulder and lower abdomen were injured at the same time.
The leather armor was scratched open like leather, blood suddenly seeped out, and Zeng Yi fell directly under the car.
There are people standing on top of robes around me, and people are falling down.
Zeng Yi wanted to get up, but the pain in his body was severe.
He breathed heavily and looked at the sky quietly.
It's not very hot in Yanmen in early summer. When the wind blows, it's even a little cool. It's really a good weather for fighting.
Blood rain fell from the sky from time to time, and stars fell on Zeng Yi's face.
Arrows flew around, killing people in the distance.
The number of people on the baggage train changed several times, and the number of people lying next to Zeng Yi continued to increase. Most of them were his comrades who lived together day and night.
Zeng Yi, who had always been cold-blooded, shed a few tears but quickly held them back.
There is no need for weakness or mercy on the battlefield.
After calming down for a while, the pain in his shoulders and abdomen was no longer so painful. He forced himself to sit up and fumbled to pick up a long gun.
An arrow flew past his scalp.
Too numb to dodge, he stumbled towards the baggage truck...
At the main camp, the trench bridge has been lowered and the camp gate is open.
A total of three thousand cavalrymen came out from the gates of each camp.
The sergeants got on their horses and, amidst the desolate sound of horns, rushed straight towards the Xianbei cavalry who was attacking the Yellow Head Army on the flank.
The Xianbei people noticed the movement here, and some of them got on their horses and rushed forward.
Without any nonsense, the two sides started a face-to-face collision between men.
The thin Xianbei cavalry blocking line was overwhelmed by the rush, and the Yicong knights rushed to the side of Suotou who was dismounting and fighting on foot like lightning.
Ma Shan picked it up, and the corpse flew out with a bang, sprinkling a large cloud of blood in the air.
With a single stroke of the saber, the man was brought down to the ground. The enemy soldier who was still alive seemed to be able to see the hot air coming out of his chest.
With a smash of the mace, his head split open like a rotten watermelon. The enemy soldier took a few steps and fell to the ground.
The Xianbei people who besieged the chariot formation were dispersed almost instantly.
They rolled and crawled, rushing towards the horses behind them, trying to escape.
The Yi Cong knights ran over the crowd, harvesting lives easily, until they met the second group of Xianbei cavalry who came to meet them...
Zeng Yi struggled to get off the baggage truck and searched among the layers of corpses.
After a while, he knelt down, looked at each other for a long time, and then gently closed Zhou Dayuan's open eyes.
"Dong dong dong..." The sound of drums sounded from the high platform.
Without any pause, without any sorrow, the army received the signal to continue moving forward.
Guangwu is determined to win, and no one can stop them.
(I’ll update it after I finish coding. It’s too late for the 12 o’clock chapter. Let’s change it to 8 o’clock tomorrow morning. Please vote. I still owe 2 updates.)
Chapter completed!