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chapter four hundred and thirty eight.

Ma Cheng's idea was not first created by Wang Hou. On the contrary, the Wuhuan people who were shooting against the Han army on the opposite side were often using tactics and specialty of the grassland nations. The most famous battle was the time when Ge Erdan of the Junggar tribe fought against the old Tartars in the early Qing Dynasty.

Tied the camel's hooves and carried a wooden box on his back. Then the Junggar soldiers shot the Qing army with muskets and bows and arrows in the cracks of the camel. The name was Camel City. At first, it really had some effect. The commander Tong Guogang led the left wing to the paramilitary Camel City and was shot dead by Russian smoothbore guns on the spot. The Qing army also died hundreds of times, but his brother Tong Guowei was furious and transferred cannons from the hillside to bombard the Camel City. The camels exploded on the spot and fled in all directions. The paramilitary was also washed away. In that battle, Ge Erdan was defeated and only led a thousand people to escape back to Zhungar.

But that was different. There were cannons, let alone the city of flesh and blood, even the Tucheng Stone City could be opened. Now Wuhuan does not even have a crossbow. Although the horses on the periphery were shot very badly, the horse armor and its own thick skin double protection were a skin trauma. Relying on the horse city, the Wuhuan people who were running back and forth were shot miserably.

The crossbow aiming is much more accurate than the bow. Just like the scene in the game, the Wuhuan people running back and forth around the Horse City and shooting arrows were running, and they fell from the war horse in a straight hook. They turned around for a few moments and stopped moving.

Seeing that the tactics worked, most of the Wuhuan people running out of the Bailang Mountain Camp had been attracted by their attention, and Wang Hou was not interested in fighting. He stood in the middle of the city of Ma, holding up his sword and shouting.

"Train the horse! Retreat slowly!"

During his call, several horses were tied together with reins, and a heavy cavalry was pulled by them. The rest followed by a Rizhao crossbow and attacked guerrillas along the gap. Under the attack of arrow rain, the six thousand heavy cavalry of the Han army slowly retreated backwards.

More than 200 years ago, there was also a ruthless man in the Han Dynasty who led 5,000 infantry soldiers to fight and retreat in front of 100,000 nomadic cavalry, and shot and killed 20,000 or 30,000 enemies. It is said that even the opponent's Shanyu was injured. The man was Li Guang's grandson, and later the right school king of the Huns!

If the horses wearing horse armor outside were replaced with chariots, then Wang Hou's formation today was exactly the same as Li Ling's tactics, but not anyone could easily imitate Li Ling's tactics, because in addition to the chariot formation, there was another important sentence in the few words recording Li Ling's tactics, 500,000 arrows were gone in one day! In other words, during the battle with the Huns, Li Ling's tribe shot out 500,000 arrows in one day.

This number is converted to people, only one hundred of them, which doesn't seem to be too many! However, this is measured from the perspective of later generations and modern times. When converted to the production volume at that time, the consumption volume is terrifying. Moreover, this is just a vector for Li Ling to fight for one day. Even if other days are not so fierce, he might be able to shoot 1.5 million to 2 million arrows in the entire battle, occupying the entire year or even two years of arrow production in the Han Dynasty.

This time, Cao Cao went out of the frontier, with a large army of 100,000, archers and thirty arrows per person, and only one million arrows were found in total.

A Mongolian army famous for bows and arrows has a peak morale of only 75 arrows per capita.

This is not a war, this is simply a money-making process! Fortunately, Li Ling is the logistics and supplies unit of General Ershi Li Guangli. The arrows he carried should be supplied to Li Guangli's entire army, otherwise Li Ling would not be able to burn this war.

So Zhang Liao must pull Wang Hou to join the war. He has served under Wang Hou's command. Now he is the only one in Cao's army who is comparable to Li Ling's tyrant!

Xu Du, in the workshops in Yecheng, there were about 30,000 craftsmen who made arrows for Cao Cao. However, Rizhao City, which specializes in ironworking as its pillar industry, probably no less than 100,000 people who have eaten this bowl of rice from Mount Tai to Rizhao Steel Field! In terms of output, Wang Hou is even more expensive than Cao Cao.

Moreover, the Rizhao crossbow arrows are only half of the bow and arrow, and the carrying capacity is lighter than the bow and arrow, which means that you can bring more. The standard number of arrows for the Qingzhou light infantry is 80. In the Liaodong corner, as a strategic material, Wang Houge even reserved a lot of crossbow arrows. Zhang Liao waited for two days, and the thousands of leather horses carried by Wang Hou on the expedition were all heavy crossbow arrows.

Good steel is used on the blade, and good arrows are also used today. I have more than 80 arrows on my body, and there are more than 100 horses behind it. The tiger and leopard cavalry has never been so wide. With arrows, it is this fucking shooting!

No more look at the quiver, aiming at the Wuhuan people running outside, pulling crossbows to draw arrows, Han soldiers are like the wind, letting you go like the wind, accurately predicting the shooting, and the Wuhuan cavalry running and shooting are knocked down one by one.

However, with so many killings, the casualties were so jealous that the Wuhuan people finally exploded!

"Hu Manzi is here!"

In the back formation, Cao Chun suddenly screamed and shrillly, the entire horse formation camp. Before he finished speaking, the land where the horse's hooves were already trampling seemed to be trembling. The Wuhuan Rangers who were shooting arrows scattered everywhere. In the smoke and dust, many Wuhuans rushed to the cavalry and raised their swords. The evil spirit soared into the sky and rushed straight to Wang Houma's butt and hit him in the butt.

The Wuhuan people are trying to kill themselves face to face with real swords and guns!

There are no geniuses in the army. You are gentle and gentle, and you are shouting and killing sounds. The soldiers can't hear you clearly. With a thick voice, Wang Hou also roared wildly: "Old Zhao! Crossbow formation, fuck him!"

The eggs were not placed in the same basket, and the troops were not spread out together. As the Wuhuan people were about to rush to the slowly moving horse wall, the horizontal horses suddenly changed direction. In the gap, three layers of Han army's heads were stacked together. Three double crossbows were shining with cold light on the top, middle and bottom. In the sound of the blow, the Han army also shot a rain of arrows.

But compared to the inferior iron, even bones and stone arrows of the Wuhuan people, the quality of the arrow rain was much higher. For a moment, the Wuhuan people seemed to be rushing to fall and fell down, and rows of war horses screamed and fell forward. They were often spectacular, just like a game, shooting thousands of powerful crossbows, killing at least a few hundred Wuhuan people in one round.

But the Wuhuan people were really crazy with a size of 100,000 people. They jumped off the horse from the obstacle blocked by horse corpses, holding a short spear, axe, an iron knife, a steel knife, and even a hoe and sickle brought from Yuan, roaring up like a swarm of bees. This time they advanced more than a dozen steps. The Wuhuan people in the forefront seemed to encounter an invisible wall again, and their bodies were shaking violently like electric shocks. A thick layer fell down with the sound of puffing and puffing.

But there were still people from Wuhuan! Behind the dead bodies covered with crossbow arrows, there were also unknown Wuhuan light infantry roaring and pounced on them.

This time it was less than a few meters, and it was too late to even lower your head and step on the crossbow arm to arch. The steel crossbow threw it to the side, and a handsome face turned red. With a spear, Zhao Yun also roared and pushed the spear to fight. The extremely sharp gentian spear stabbed out fiercely. In the sound of a puff, he actually penetrated two spears.

In an instant, he picked up the long spear and stabbed countless Wuhuan people. In the sound of the slap, he even killed the Wuhuan light infantrymen. However, behind the large number of casualties, the Wuhuan people were still rushing forward frantically.

Bang, an axe even cut Zhao Yun's shoulder, and the armor piece that was punched out was a deep mark. He threw the gun and drew the sword in his hand. With the crackling sound, the Wuhuan man lost all his arms and screamed and staggered back. The sword was like lightning, and it swirled and slapped the neck of another Wuhuan man. Blood was soaring, and Zhao Yun roared with all his strength.

"Hold the front line! Block them outside the horse formation!"

On the other hand, Cao Chun could no longer respond to him. His face, which had inherited the handsome handsome man of the Cao family, was completely splattered with blood. He was as ferocious as the evil ghost Shura, dancing wildly. He fought and killed four or five Wuhuan light cavalry. Not only him, but behind the horse formation, more than two thousand heavy infantry of the Han army had been completely trapped in a melee. The hand-to-hand combat was so cruel that the grassland was poured with blood and was sprinkled brightly red, making people almost fall.

Even if there are enough arrows, Li Ling's record is not so easy to replicate!

Looking back at the battlefield where he had already become corrupt, Wang Hou's eyes were so gloomy.
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