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Chapter 708 Luxurious Artillery

Chapter 708 Extravagant Artillery

The warm blood sprayed out and everyone around was stunned. No one expected that Yi Ge would kill his own people so cruelly. Yi Ge didn't feel any guilt on his face. He took advantage of the crowd to become quiet and shouted loudly. , "Get out of the way quickly, otherwise I will kill anyone who blocks the way."

The effect of Yi Ge's ruthless methods was remarkable, and even the dozen team members behind him were shocked. The chaotic crowd finally became more stable. Wherever Yi Ge and others went, the crowd automatically gave way. In this way, Finally, he rushed out smoothly. Not long after running, Yi Ge ran into several cavalry who were chasing them. Facing these silver-armored cavalry, Yi Ge showed no weakness, raised his steel sword and pounced on them.

Several Yunfu cavalrymen did not expect that the strong man Igoslav would rush over directly, so they waved their swords to meet him. Igoslav was really powerful. He jumped up and knocked down a cavalryman with his steel sword. Igoslav struck him with a single blow. I was very proud of my success, and the people behind me were inspired to follow suit. However, the end of these people was not so lucky. The cavalry swords rustled across, and a few unlucky guys lay on the ground and started wailing.

The cavalry soldiers also saw that Yi Ge was difficult to deal with, so they did not take the initiative to rescue their companions and retreated back. Now Yi Ge was even more arrogant. These Eastern cavalry were not very good, either. Hu Luo was actually afraid of being like that. There was a clear whistle, and in a blink of an eye there was the sound of horse hooves from the other end of the long street. A large number of silver-armored cavalry rushed over. These cavalry were arranged neatly, and the horses were connected by a chain. This was the first time Ge had seen such a cavalry.

The horse with the iron chain rolled over it mercilessly. Egg relied on his strength to cut off the iron chain, but he hit the iron chain and only produced a string of sparks. Egg was startled and jumped up quickly to try. He dodged the iron rope, but just as he jumped up, cold light flashed from the left and right, and the sharp cavalry knife opened several wounds on one's chest. In pain, one fell to the ground, and just as he raised his head, the other The iron rope was thrown over, and Egg felt a chill on his neck, a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and he could no longer make a sound.

At this moment, Yi Ge deeply regretted it. He finally understood why Hu Luo warned everyone not to come. It turned out that the Orientals were really powerful.

Regrettably, it was too late. Egg and a dozen young Slavic soldiers under his command fell on the street. The same scene was played out everywhere. The small-scale iron chain horse brought a devastating blow to Mask, and he died on the chain horse. Thousands of Slavic soldiers and civilians were frightened. After a long day of strangulation, Mask finally regained his composure in the evening, but cleaning the battlefield became a big problem.

When Mask fell into his hands, Zhou Dingshan did not sit idle. Instead, he had people spread the information and notified the Sarat Hills garrison as quickly as possible.

On the fifth day of April in the seventh year of Chongzhen, the day after the fall of Mask, the news reached the Sarat Hills. Elizabeth looked at the military report coming from the direction of Mask, and the sadness she had felt for many days finally dissipated. She changed her cold image and became happy. He laughed and said, "Haha, this Zhou Dingshan is indeed a god with his troops and his cavalry like a sword. Mask actually let him defeat him in a single battle without any delay. Anyone, hurry to the west and inform General Shang that there is someone. Let’s discuss important matters.”

Shang Kexi and Orger soon arrived at Elizabeth's military camp. When they heard that Mask had been taken, they were equally happy. Mask had fallen into his hands, and the Slavic soldiers and horses in the Salat Hills were also in his possession. Org put down the military report and said with a contented smile, "We don't have to do anything now. We just have to wait patiently. When the Slavs themselves collapse, we will take action again."

Shang Ke rolled his eyes happily. He felt that Org was really insidious sometimes. In doing so, he simply did not leave any advantage to the Slavs. On the seventh day of April, the story of Mask finally reached the ears of the Slavic soldiers in the Sarat Hills.

.At first, the Slavs were hesitant to believe it, but the Eastern troops did not move, which forced them to believe it.

Chaidov was completely confused. Even if he had great ability at this time, he didn't know what to do. Break out? Are you kidding? Not to mention that Mask was occupied and the retreat was cut off. As long as he got out of the hilly area

, wasn’t it given to the Eastern Cavalry to kill?

I never thought that I would encounter this kind of situation. I had encountered a difficult situation before, and that was when I was on the Taimyr Plateau. I escaped from death that time, but this time, I'm afraid it may not be so good.

Lucky for you. The Easterners are really powerful. If they cut off Mask, they will swallow up all the Slavic soldiers and horses in this area.

With the fall of Mask, shortly afterwards, the city of Amulka to the east was raided by cavalry. Mask and Amulka fell one after another, which means that the entire Parabel River is no longer under the control of Russia. The Yunfu Cavalry

Several warning zones were deployed along the Parabel River, directly cutting off the Slavs' hope of going south.

The truth is so cruel. Chaidov never dreamed that the Salat Hills would be in dire straits so soon. There are not many options left for Chaidov now. There are only two ways to go, either to fight or to surrender.

It is absolutely impossible to retreat. With the strength in hand, there is no hope to recapture Mask or Amulka from the Easterners. Trying to forcefully cross the Parabel River is tantamount to seeking death.

From the Salat Hills to the banks of the Parabel River, there is a vast plain, where the Eastern cavalry dominates.

Surrender? After all, Zaidov could not make such a decision. As a Boye noble and a trusted subordinate of the Grand Duke of Volkan, how could he surrender?

Tens of thousands of young Slavs, once they surrender to the Easterners, will turn into a group of Slavic servants in the blink of an eye. This is simply helping the Easterners to increase their strength. Even if they cannot become a servant army, the labor force of tens of thousands can still create countless values. Chai

Dov cannot surrender, whether for the honor of the nobles or for the future of the Istria Highlands, and cannot give tens of thousands of young men to the Easterners.

But if he doesn't surrender, what will happen? I'm afraid the Salat Hills will be littered with corpses. Overnight, Zaidov seemed to have aged twenty years, with the white hair on his temples becoming more and more obvious, and the black eye sockets showing his age.

Tired, he stayed up all night just to make a decision. In the end, he chose to continue fighting. Maybe it was cruel and ruthless, but so what?

You are going to die anyway. After you die, do you care what others say? Since you want to fight, you must be merciless. Even if you die, you have to drag a few Orientals to support you. Despair sometimes makes people collapse, but equally, sometimes

The most powerful force will burst out in desperate situations.

Several legion consuls gathered around Zhaidov. One piece of bad news came, which had long tortured these Slavic men to the point of weakness. Zhaidov's eyes were cold and he held the broad sword in his hand tightly. "I don't need to know the specific situation."

In other words, the Easterners have captured Mesk and Amurka, and the entire Parabel River is no longer under our control, so the idea of ​​​​retreating is no longer available. Now, there is only one road in front of us, and that is

If the fight continues, we now have tens of thousands of fighting power in our hands. Even if the Easterners want to swallow us, they will have to pay a certain price."

The reactions of several consuls and legal officers were somewhat indifferent. At this point, everyone's mentality has also changed dramatically. Not everyone is brave and fearless, including many of the eastern nobles, who are not from Volkan.

Of course, Chaidov knew what his subordinates were thinking. He stared at everyone and raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course, I will not force everyone. If someone wants to surrender to the East,

People, please bring it up as soon as possible, otherwise if you dare to disrupt the morale of the army after today, then don't blame me for being rude. How about it, the opportunity is given to you."

At this time, the people around him hesitated, and everyone whispered to each other. Finally, three people stood up and said, "Your Excellency, the war situation is hopeless now, and we don't want our sons to die innocently. Please allow us to take people away."

"Okay, you can go." Chai Duofu waved his hand in a very cheerful tone. The three people were very happy and turned around to leave. However, as soon as they walked a few feet away, a dozen guards in black rushed up and without saying a word, they

Several high-ranking nobles were stabbed to death.

From the beginning to the end, Chai Duofu's expression remained unchanged and he maintained a strange smile. Seeing the three nobles die, the other officers were all secretly lucky. Fortunately, they did not leave in a hurry, otherwise they would have accompanied those three guys to see God. Chai Duo Fu

The husband put away his smile, thrust his broadsword into the ground, and hummed somewhat sinisterly, "Is there anyone else who wants to surrender? This is the fate of these three people. I tell you, no one can leave the Salat Hills alive, and neither can you."

Don’t have sweet dreams, don’t you know about going to the Toika Arena?”

There are many legends about the Upper Toika Arena. According to the legend, the Orientals turned the skinned soldiers into evil wolves. The little blood demon Kaev was the worst, being eaten to death by a few rats. In the Grand Duchy of Kiev, many

Slavic people call Orientals the messengers of the devil, and they are ten times more terrifying than the skinners.

Chaidov's words had an effect, and those living Slavic nobles had to consider surrendering. Of course, not all of them, at least some of them were still skeptical. Chaidov did not expect all Slavic nobles to be obedient, as long as most of them were obedient.

It's enough to have people in your hands. Some people are determined to surrender, but there's nothing they can do about it.

"From now on, all troops and horses will be concentrated within a radius of ten miles. The outer positions will be given to the Easterners. We will fight to the death with the Easterners in the hinterland of ten miles." Chaidov pulled out his broad sword and his eyes were sharp. Those consuls and legal officers did not

One person spoke out in opposition.

Chaidov made up his mind to fight for his life, and the Slavic soldiers had no choice but to obey. On the morning of April 10th, the Slavic soldiers began to shrink into the hinterland of the hills and gave way to the outer valley roads. The Eastern Command Post and Zhou Dingshan also rushed to the eastern front of the hills from Mesk, which was gratifying

, Olger, and Elizabeth all arrived. Zhou Dingshan first expressed his opinion, "Now that the Parabieli River Basin is under our control, the Slavs' retreat has been cut off, and they have also reduced their forces. It seems that they want to concentrate their forces to fight with us.

It’s a deadlock. Zhou suggested to let go of the southern part of the hilly area, attack from the east, west, and north, and adopt a step-by-step approach. Don’t give the Slavs a chance to fight back. If this battle is over, then trade lives with the Slavs.

Clearly not worth it.”

"Well, Shang agrees with General Yang. Most of the southern part of the hills is a flat area. Even if the Slavs escape, they cannot escape from the clutches of the cavalry. Judging from the previous battles, our first task is to seize the northern center.

There are more than a dozen commanding heights. As long as you have these commanding heights, you can have an overview of the overall situation and better grasp the arrangement of Slavic troops and horses."

What monk Zhou Dingshan said happily has been very perfect. Orger and Elizabeth added a little more, and the general attack plan was finalized. On April 11th, the golden sunshine shone on the green hills, and the rolling high slopes made people think.

In the surging waves, 10,000 elite troops led by Shang Kexi thrust straight into the center of the north. Shang Kexi's troops had a very clear goal. They didn't care whether there were Slavic ambushes in the valleys on both sides. They kept attacking, aiming directly at the highest point of the Salat Hills.

Point No. 8 Heights.

Highland No. 8 has a towering terrain. If you occupy this place and take advantage of the telescope, the entire northeastern sixth of the hills will be clearly visible, and the Slavic troop deployment can no longer be hidden.

This attack was completely different from the past. The soldiers in the front held their shields high, and the attack was mainly spearmen and crossbowmen. In order to deal with the Salat Hills, a large number of arrows were prepared. As the commander, Ren Phen personally served as the vanguard. Due to the Slavic

The people automatically gave up their outer positions, so it went very well at first, but when they got within one mile of Highland 8, the Slavs' resistance became fierce. The Slavs also understood the importance of Highland 8, so they concentrated around them.

Many troops.

After Ren Shan broke through the first round of resistance, a large number of Slavs suddenly appeared on the gentle slopes on both sides of the valley. They held javelins and threw them down. Many soldiers had no time to escape and were stabbed. Ren Shan's face changed drastically, and he waved his sword and roared.

He said, "The shield bearers cover on both sides, everyone retreats, send a signal, and let the artillery shoot these sons of bitches to death."

After a period of chaos, the soldiers adapted to the Slavic attack method. Covering both sides of the shield, hundreds of vanguard soldiers retreated along the valley road. At the same time, a loud arrow shot into the sky. The attack of the Northern Shanxi Army was repelled. The Slavic soldiers retreated along the valley road.

People cheered happily, but not long after they were happy, their smiles turned bitter. Suddenly they could no longer feel the warmth of the sun. There was a shadow under their feet. Looking up, terrifying shells just fell down. This kind of large-scale bombardment

, there is no place to hide at all.

Boom boom boom, many Slavs were nailed to death on the gentle slope. Some people were hiding with round shields. There were constant popping sounds, and the artillery fire lasted for half a cup of tea. When the artillery fire stopped, the Slavs finally raised their heads.

Come, look around, the vast grassland is full of corpses, and the charred black land seems to have been struck by thunder. Such extravagant artillery fire, the Slavic soldiers discovered that the Easterners' current attack method is completely different from the previous attacks. They are now attacking

More violent and heroic.


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