Chapter eight hundred and twenty four.
The bloody level of this bloody battle is probably no less than the killing of Liu Bei's army being blocked by Lu Xun on Yiling Mountain Road.
The cannon fodder and the troops in front of them were even wiped out. The central army, the heavy infantry of the Liangzhou Corps, collided with the Shu Han Tiger Infantry Army. The axe, gun and heavy Shu Han long halberds were chopped and smashed each other on the heavy armor, chopping and smashing out strings of Mars. From time to time, someone was stabbed through the armor and hitting the head, and whimpering the formation and slashing on the spot.
The brave men are completely unable to advance, the cowards cannot retreat, and people are crowded. The battle between steel and steel is formed into a group, and even the soldiers who died in battle cannot fall down for a moment. They can only stand and stand there, and they will fight for their own power when they die.
Zhuge Liang's strategic purpose was not achieved. Between the two wings, the Tiger Infantry Army, which had been merged by Shu Han, rushed out fiercely. The image was like Hannibal's Canny Battle, attacking Wang Houliangzhou Legion from both wings and defeating him on three sides.
The strategic purpose of this step is to achieve it, but Wang Hou also has a backup plan.
Over the past three years, the military aristocrats of Guanlong, who advocated the spirit of martial arts and knights, and established themselves in a very different way from the Guandong gentry. The military aristocrats of the later generations of Wei, Zhou, Sui and Tang dynasties have quietly risen up in advance, and the heavy cavalry acted as landlords roared and charged in frantically.
Just now, the elite soldiers of the Southern Barbarians who surrounded the two wings as iron armored berserkers were knocked out like dolls under the impact of more than half a ton of damage.
Moreover, these heavy-armored knights were not in love with the battle, and they rushed away and gave the passage to the next comrades. The war was not like the feudal era. The casualties were as fierce as during the war. The tide of heavy cavalry charges again and again reduced the number of Wudang Flying Army. Layers of berserkers fell under the cavalry. Before they could attack the Liangzhou Corps, their bodies were already piled up in the valley.
But the most deadly thing is on your head!
With a height difference of forty or fifty meters, the battlefield of several miles is simply a living target for Chencang Castle to play at will.
Boom~
The heavy ball put rubbed against the air and made a sharp scream, and finally landed heavily on a wooden ox and flowing horse. Nearly half a ton of large wood shattered. The heavy crossbowman above screamed and half of his body flew out, and the sharp wood splashed out like bullets.
With a whoosh, a pointed wood happened to be inserted beside Zhuge Liang. The young guard covered his bloody neck in disbelief, and the young man collapsed and knelt on the ground.
It was really like the end of the world. The sound of cannons roared one after another. Even if the shot put shot hit the crowd, it could knock down three or four Shu troops like bowling. It was lucky that the person who was killed by the cannon was killed on the spot. The Shu troops, who had their arms and legs, were lying on the ground and howled, as if the stone could cry when they heard it.
This is the Shu army trained by Zhuge Liang. Under the nearly massacre-like artillery attack, generals at all levels still roared with their subordinates to shoot arrows forward. The crossbow arrows shot from the two armies on their heads even collided in the air.
The hot blood of the young guard splattered on Zhuge Liang's goose feather fan, on his clothes and face. Seeing him fall down, he couldn't help but stand up. Zhuge Liang, who was already full of a determined look, couldn't help but feel confused in his pupils.
"You Chang, can we still win?"
"Prime Minister, the army of kings and thieves has been surrounded! There are fewer people than our army. As long as you persist, you will definitely be able to..."
Before he could finish his words, another shell fell down with a sharp whistling sound, and the splashed soil hit the face, making Zhuge Liang's wooden car rustle.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Not far away, another Shu army soldier was shot on his waist. This time he was really cut in half, and his waist was knocked off. Half of the person dragging his internal organs screamed shrillly on the ground like a ghost. His voice was so fierce that he could not stop his hair standing on his back.
His face was also broken by splattered stones, but he didn't even have time to deal with the wound. He drew out the sword with a buzzing sound, rushed over two steps, and stabbed the heart of the wailing soldier with a fierce sword. He didn't even splash out much blood in his heart, and blood was also emitting from his mouth. The sergeant struggling finally disappeared.
I don’t know if this sword should be considered merciful or cruel. Blood flowed from his face, and he even held the bloody sword in his arms, and he even clasped his fists a little confused.
"Prime Minister!"
"I am not afraid of death, so why can't I die here!"
"Order Meng Yan to lead the tiger army's rear, pass the orders and withdraw the troops!"
He turned around and looked at the north again. It seemed that after passing the corner of Beishan, his eyes could touch the vast Guanzhong Plain, the kingly and domineering deeds. Unfortunately, in front of Guanzhong and Shu troops, the thin layer of Wei army flags became a natural barrier. It seemed that he had grown a few years old all at once, and he didn't even want his own wooden cart. When he turned his hunched body, Zhuge Liang disappeared into his already chaotic army without looking back.
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It is not easy for two armies that are closely linked together to separate in the narrow mountain road. If the defeated party does not leave an arm or a thigh, it will definitely not be able to leave.
Zhuge Liang's most powerful iron fist was the Tiger Infantry Army built by the Liaodong heavy infantry in three years, and their first commander Meng Yan was thrown on the battlefield by Zhuge Liang as a price.
He is worthy of being Zhuge Liang. He knew that the heroes needed to cut off his arm at the critical moment and hesitated any more. Once the Wudang Flying Army on both wings was defeated by the heavy cavalry of Liangzhou, he would not only lose an elite unit of the Tiger Infantry Army.
Moreover, in the past three years, Zhuge Liang's efforts were not in vain. Even if all subsequent troops retreated, these double-layered armored iron lumps maintained their strong fighting will and fought to the death, blocking Wang Hou's pursuit.
It was also the existence of these people that forced Wang Hou to give up pursuing Zhuge Liang, and first penetrated a corner of the Tiger Infantry with heavy cavalry, and then attacked the heavy infantry on both sides. The war started from noon until four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and then solved the entire Tiger Infantry.
In this battle, Zhuge Liang's three-year efforts were probably reimbursed. The fifteen huge Hui artillery all turned into pieces under the attack of artillery fire. The five thousand barbarian light infantry in the front army were almost wiped out, and only a few hundred remaining soldiers were left. They almost took on the first wave of attacks by the Wei army. Some casualties came from the Shu army behind the army, and even the public clothes were not worn. The barbarian light infantry who went to battle with bare shirtlessness. The casualties were reasonable.
The second casualties were not the tiger infantry who served as the guards. In fact, more than 2,700 people survived until the five thousand iron cans were killed. These remaining soldiers surrendered exhausted after commander Meng Yan was killed. The Shu army had the largest casualties and the largest number of two wings, the Namodang Flying Army.
The heavy cavalrymen who were clamping three-meter cavalry under their crotch and launched the charge with guns was really powerful, especially those who killed such short weapons assault light cavalry. The speed of thirty or forty kilometers per hour hit the light cavalry. Even the Wudang Flying Army wearing a single-layer iron armor could not resist it.
No wonder the Western knights lasted for most of the Middle Ages, and the Southern and Northern Dynasties were also the golden period of heavy cavalry. Rows of heavy cavalry charged in line were cutting flesh as accurately as scalpels. The Wudang Feijun array killed and seriously injured nearly 3,000 people.
The one who had the lowest killing and injury was the Chencang Fortress cannon formation that was high above. In order to avoid artillery attacks, Zhuge Liang's rear army also maintained a dispersed formation. There should be more than 1,400 Shu troops who died in the cannon.
In addition, more than 40% of the Shu army lost more than 100 out of 100. In contrast, the Liangzhou army was killed in total, and more than 2,000 were injured or injured, and there were still many people who could re-enter the battlefield after two days of maintenance. In the words of a patriotic Professor Chen, it would be equivalent to no one dead!
With such an advantage, Wang Hou, whose face was blackened by coal, couldn't help but feel confident when he looked to the south.
Zhuge Wuhou's statue was smashed to pieces in his hands, and this Three Kingdoms era is likely to be completed in the hands of his Wang!
“It’s my turn!”
Chapter completed!