The follow-up reinforcements of the Ever Victorious Army formed a dense formation and broke into Yizhou Mansion with their heads held high.
Although half of the soldiers were new recruits who had just entered the battlefield, with their huge military strength, they naively believed that the victorious army had already secured victory from the moment Yizhou Prefecture broke through.
All that's left is to clean up the battlefield and clear out the stubborn defenders.
Seeing the veterans in the team being picked out from the crowd and pushed to the front of the team under the constant screening of the supervisors, the recruits became more determined in their thoughts.
"Did you see it? All the veterans have been driven to the front. Haha, this is a related household. If you kill one person, you can get ten taels of silver. Once the leading veterans win a battle, they will all become rich households."
"Even if the prison guards take away a few taels of silver, it's still worth it."
"Look, the streets are already covered with our people. It seems that the defenders in the city are dying."
"Hahaha, brothers, how much money you can make later depends on your ability."
Hearing the comments of the new recruits, the supervisor snorted coldly and said nothing. He continued to dig out the old men hiding in the crowd and pushed them to the front to resist.
These new recruits have no idea how powerful they are on the battlefield. Once they encounter a head-on attack from the enemy, their morale will most likely collapse in an instant, plummeting thousands of miles, causing the entire army to collapse.
When veterans take the lead, their morale will not be easily shaken, thus ensuring the integrity of the formation.
But looking at the messy ruins and anthill-like streets in front of him, the supervisor couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
The brutality of this kind of street fighting is even worse than that of fortified battles.
Once entering the combat zone, even the most elite troops will be separated by lanes and broken into pieces. At that time, the only factors that can determine victory or defeat are the will to fight and the number of troops.
Hundreds of supervisors stopped taking a step forward when they were still a hundred steps away from the battle zone. They lined up in a row, holding swords and shields, and stood ready to watch this mixed force composed of 1,500 people.
troops, advancing towards the combat zone.
As soon as they enter the battlefield, the supervisors can turn around and leave, because the two sides are anxious together and cannot escape at all. They will either win or die in battle.
The supporting troops had no choice but to divide into eight groups and continue to penetrate deeper along the tunnel.
At first, there were only sporadic attacks by cold arrows, but as the attack progressed, more and more cold arrows came in, and the team formation began to loosen up. Finally, the team of hundreds of people was broken up into clusters of small troops, ranging from dozens to a few.
Upon seeing this, a veteran leaned against the corner, holding his sword and shield, refusing to take another step inside.
The two recruits accompanying him couldn't help but laugh scornfully when they saw this.
"Brother, are you too timid? You have just encountered a few cold arrows, and you are so scared?"
"The general said that if you kill one of the enemy's heads, you will get ten taels of silver."
"As long as he chops off ten or eight of his heads, he will have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life. How could he let such a good opportunity pass?"
Seeing the young soldier with high fighting spirit who just wanted to kill him in exchange for rewards, the bearded veteran couldn't help but sneer.
"You just go in and kill me. I'm used to being poor and I don't have a life of wealth or honor."
Seeing that the veteran had no fighting spirit, the two recruits looked at each other, ignored the veteran, and continued walking deeper into the alley, looking for traces of the enemy.
As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger. Even if you kill a defender, you can live a comfortable life.
As a result, the two of them walked a few steps inside when they heard a sparse sound coming from behind. When they turned around, they were stunned on the spot.
I saw a defender appearing out of nowhere behind me.
The defender stood in the middle of the alley, with his left hand on his waist and his right hand holding a walking stick, like a door god.
The most important thing is...
This guy is covered in heavy armor, and at first glance, he looks like an iron can.
Before the two of them could react, another guard soldier appeared from the other side of the alleyway.
"Where...where did these guys come from?"
"Brother, are you ready to fight?"
"Fight...Fight, sir, didn't you see they were wearing full armor?"
One of them held the rifle tightly in his hand, the other held up a sword and shield, swallowing saliva, sweating nervously. They were high-spirited and triumphant before, but now they were frightened out of their wits.
This is the terrifying psychological pressure caused by facing the enemy on the battlefield.
At this moment, the two defenders started talking in the air.
"They look like two new recruits, their legs are shaking with fear."
"Then grab your tongue."
The soldier blocking the retreat stood on the spot to prevent the two men from escaping. The other soldier actually threw away his rifle, pulled out a small pumpkin from his waist, and walked towards the two men with steady steps.
The two new recruits of the Ever Victorious Army could only grit their teeth and fight. One of them raised his rifle and stabbed the soldier.
With a crisp sound of "dang", Bu Hao directly rubbed the soldier's goggles and slid them away, leaving only a shallow mark.
On the battlefield, the only type of soldier that can defeat the soldiers is another group of soldiers.
In addition, the light cavalry, infantry archers, horse archers, light infantry, spearmen... are all nonsense.
The soldier of the Tiger Wing Army ignored the opponent's attack, forced himself close, picked up the small golden melon, and directly broke the man's leg bone.
Accompanied by miserable howls, the recruit fell to the ground. The Tiger Wing Army soldier waved the small golden melon, directly smashing the recruit's legs to pieces, and finally smashed the Tianling Cap directly.
After dealing with one of them, when the Tiger Wing soldier looked at the other, he was paralyzed on the ground with fear, his whole body was trembling, and his pants were all wet.
The Tiger Wings soldier laughed: "I haven't seen any veterans here for a long time. They are all new recruits like you."
"The veteran just arrived at the war zone. As soon as he saw the ruins, he understood everything. You are the only ones who dare to come here because they are newborn calves and are not afraid of tigers."
"Tell me, how many people came this time?"
The new recruits were so frightened that they couldn't even speak clearly.
The battlefield was ruthless. The soldiers of the Tiger Wing Army were not in the mood to comfort the scared and paralyzed recruits. They directly kicked the recruit's shield away and hit him in the crotch.
"ah!!!"
The screams echoed through the streets, but were quickly drowned out by other screams.
"How many people are here?" the soldier asked again.
The recruit covered his crotch with both hands, gasping for breath from the pain and twitching all over.
At the same time, another soldier came to the side, pulled out a knife from his waist, and chopped up the recruit's toes.
On the battlefield, at the moment of life and death, they must pry open the enemy's mouth as quickly as possible, and naturally they will not be too gentle.
"One thousand and five...one thousand and five!"
The hoarse shouts of the new recruits echoed in the streets.