Chapter 85: Fight again
Zhou Xian stood on a high place, looking into the distance.
There are not many bandits at the bridgehead, and there are still only more than 2,000 people. But unlike the previous attacking bandits, they are all wearing leather armor, holding shields of various sizes in their hands, and their weapons are also long swords and spears. They are particularly conspicuous among the bandits with simple equipment.
Zhou Xian said to Zhou Tai next to him: "Xiao Tai, this should be the elite among the bandits. With the protection of shields and armor, the effect of bows and arrows will be greatly weakened. Take a few brothers, bring a million enemies forward, and cooperate with Zhang Hu and the others in defense."
Zhou Tai responded and rushed to the bridge. He lit two braziers on the bridge railings on both sides of the arch bridge, so that the leads of thousands of enemies could be ignited at any time.
There is mud everywhere on the river channel. In addition to Xiaoshang Bridge, the nearest bridge is still twenty miles away, so it has become a must for bandits to cross the river. Of course, they can also cross the river through the river channel. But it is the cold winter month, and the temperature is extremely low, but it has not completely frozen. The lacquered mud is mixed with ice slag, and the limbs of people who can freeze in less than one stick of incense are completely numb. Moreover, there are hundreds of troops of officials waiting for the opposite bank.
Although the Pishanhu is impatient, he is not a stupid person. Although Xiao Shangqiao is defended by the government troops, the number of opponents is not large after all. As long as he tries his best to attack the bridge, everything will be much easier. However, in the battle just now, the morale of the soldiers in the self-dom has fallen, so what he sent this time is the elite of his own army, trying to take it down in one fell swoop.
This time, the bandits no longer attacked like a bee. Instead, they divided more than 2,000 people into five formations, with about 500 people in each formation, slowly advancing forward in batches. Although the formation was still scattered, with the protection of shields, the damage caused to them by bows and arrows was greatly reduced. Moreover, while they attacked, archers also continued to attract bows to support and attack the official army on the bridge.
The dense bows and arrows were shot continuously, some fell on the shield and made a "bang" sound; some shot on people through the gaps in the shield, splashing a ball of blood. The screams kept ringing above the Xiaoshang Bridge, with bandits and officials. The battle between iron and blood was rough and bloody.
After more than 100 casualties, the bandits finally rushed to the bridge. Although no one in the official army died in battle, more than a dozen were injured in different degrees.
The two armies collided with shields and sparks splattered everywhere. The spearmen tried their best to assassinate, and the sword and shield hands pushed forward as hard as possible, roaring, and screams formed a stern sound. Both sides fought against each other in the narrow river, without any concessions. The corpse was crossed across the bridge deck, and blood was everywhere. Hundreds of people were fighting against each other on the bridge deck, trampling on each other, and moving forward desperately.
After thousands of enemies were ignited by Zhou Tai and the others, they were constantly thrown into the enemy formation. Under the urging of gunpowder, balls filled with pores ran around in flames. The heated bandits who could not stand the heat spread out, and the exposed space gave the bow and arrow mobile phones on the arrow tower. After a round of arrows, there were casualties.
The corpses covered the bridge and gradually became a hill. The bandits behind them continued to rush forward with their companions' bodies, jumped down from a high place, crossed the protection of the officers and soldiers' shields, and rushed directly into the gun array.
The spear was raised, and the few people in front were screaming and were pierced. However, the subsequent bandits either caught the gun or slashed, and repeatedly fought for it. The advantage of the number of people allowed them to gradually reverse their disadvantages. The official army kept retreating, leaving them apart to give full play to the advantages of the team.
The narrow bridge deck became a Shura area, with broken limbs and broken arms, rotten flesh and blood, killing wildly, roaring and screaming. The repeated scenes continued to happen, and the tragic scenes made the people in the scene crazy, and also made the people watching from afar scared.
In just half a day, the bandits organized more than ten strong attacks, losing nearly 2,000 troops. The government army was not at all easy to survive. The flag captain Zhang Wei was killed in battle, Zhang Hu was seriously injured, and more than half of the three hundred soldiers were killed and injured. At the most dangerous time, the bandits had already rushed to the end of the bridge. If Zhou Xian had not called the spear team to concentrate on shooting, temporarily blocking the bandits' offensive, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
All the officers and soldiers had been rotated several times, and all the seriously injured soldiers were moved to the rear. Only about a hundred people were left, and most of them were injured. At the critical moment, Li Zhensheng sent fifty soldiers to support him, finally helping Zhou Xian stabilize the situation.
Zhou Xian was grateful and knew that the pressure on him must be quite high. After seeing the losses of his own army increasing, the Pishanhu turned around and stopped attacking Xiaoshangqiao. He sent a small number of soldiers to continue attacking Xiaoshangqiao, and most of them crossed the river through the river.
They harvested hay, transported stones, filled the road, and advanced along the mud. The bows and arrows delayed their movement speed, and people kept falling to the ground and turning into a dead body in the mud. The remaining people dodged the bows and arrows and stepped into the mud. The cold and pain stimulated their nerves and weakened their fighting spirit.
Although crossing the river through the river has caused a lot of trouble to the bandits and suffered a lot of losses. However, the river has a wide channel, and relying on Li Zhensheng's hundreds of troops, it is obvious that it cannot defend the entire north bank. Some bandits have been constantly jumping up to the river bank from the gaps in the defense and killing towards the defense official army.
Li Zhensheng could only send troops to support him and kill the bandits who came ashore. The troops were in short supply and the defense line was in danger. More and more bandits leaped onto the north shore and fought with the officers and soldiers.
The sound of shouts of killing sounded from all directions, and the morale of the officers and soldiers was declining again and again, and it was difficult to support it. Li Zhensheng led the remaining 100 remaining soldiers to retreat to the two arrow towers on the north bank of Xiaoshang Bridge, and joined forces with Zhou Xian and others to support it. In this way, he could no longer defend the north bank, and could only allow more and more bandits to jump to the north bank through the river.
When the two were added together, there were only more than 200 soldiers left at this time. They protected the front with shields, and spearmen were arranged behind them, forming a circular formation to resist the outside.
The bandits surrounded the remaining officers and soldiers on all sides, and various weapons came to attack. After a brief chaos, they saw that the officers and soldiers who had no way to live had an unusual combat power. They shouted loudly at the top of their lungs and fought to the death. Archers and musketeers occupied the archer tower and kept firing. The spearmen tried their best to assassinate, and the sword and shield hands tried their best to protect the surroundings.
Although there are many bandits, it is impossible to break through in a short period of time.
Zhou Xian's face was covered in blood, and he stabbed a bandit who was trying to cross the shield formation. He turned his head and looked around. Li Zhensheng held a long sword in his hand, his body was red in blood, completely inferior to his former literati style, but had more killing aura. Zhou Tai held a long axe in his hand and hid behind the shield. Every bandit who tried to pass through him was smashed into a ball of mud by him. The other soldiers also looked calmly and looked forward with a sense of determination before he died.
Chapter completed!