Blood splattered and bodies were scattered. The battlefield was littered with stumps and severed arms. Every three steps, there was a corpse, and every five steps, there was a head. People were so furious that they would stab the opponent as long as they wore clothes of different colors or were still moving.
One knife, one shot.
A new recruit fell down, and a group of new recruits came up to kill him. They fell down again, and they came up again and killed him.
Du Shanbo stood on a high platform and directed the entire battle. He was worried. The fire in the middle was about to be extinguished and the sky was about to get dark. If the enemy attacked the middle with all their strength, the battle would be defeated.
"Report! All the Seventh Regiment served the country! General Chen Qing died in battle."
"Report! The Yongzhou army died in battle to serve the country, and Yongzhou guard Wu Changxun died in battle."
"Report! General Ding Deman has repaid his country!"
"Report! General Han Dehu is dead!"
Hearing that his adopted son and subordinates were killed one after another, Du Shanbo could not bear to be sad. At this moment, he was more concerned about the battle situation and whether he could break through the enemy's right wing. The purpose of their attack on the Tartar herdsmen was to defeat the enemy's main force.
Put it on the left wing, and then attack the Wuhuan and Wuzi people with all its strength. Dushanbo is not worried about the Wuzi people, but he is very afraid of the Wuhuan people. As long as he defeats the Wuhuan people, most of the enemy's strength will be reduced.
But it is a pity that the Wuhuan people's fighting will is very strong, and the Han army's right wing has been unable to conquer.
"Does God want to kill me?" Du Shanbo said to himself.
"Report! General Luo Xiu, the commander of the right wing, was killed in battle."
Uncle Du Shan staggered and almost fell to the ground. He couldn't help but burst into tears and asked, "Is he dead too?"
"Commander, General Luo continued to command the battle after being hit by an arrow, and eventually died of bleeding." The messenger cried, "Now the commander of the Suzaku Army, Ximen Lie, is commanding to continue the battle."
"I know, let's go." Uncle Dushan sighed.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are useless. What if it is 20,000 people fighting against 20,000 people? They can use all kinds of tricks and tactics? But in a battle with a total force of 600,000 people on both sides, it can only be decided who wins.
Willpower and combat effectiveness. In the Holy Han Empire, the one who can fight a tough battle is Dushanbo? But even though Dushanbo tried all kinds of methods, he still felt that he was unable to do what he wanted at this time.
The left wing has been unable to conquer the enemy? The commander-in-chief was killed first, and the right wing is at the end of its crossbow and is in danger? And the center is bluffing to hinder the enemy at the cost of setting fire to itself? But lack of strength means lack of strength, no matter how many tricks they have, what can they do?
Woolen cloth?
Some officers were discussing, if this battle was defeated, where would they conduct the next interception? Where would they collect the defeated troops?
"Commander? The casualties are too heavy." Ouyang Hong said, "Withdraw your troops and wait for reinforcements in Datong Mansion."
"I'm right here." Du Shanbo said firmly, "If the Rakshasa people can attack me, I will wait for them to take off my head."
"Commander? You can't do this. The empire needs you? You can't follow Luo Xiu and die in Lianghe Ridge." Ouyang Hong hurriedly advised, "The enemy is strong? Temporarily avoiding its edge is not cowardice, but a kind of forbearance.
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Du Shanbo refused and said: "I have never retreated in battle in my life? I would rather die than retreat."
"Can--"
Du Shanbo waved his hand. Look at the sky. Everyone has been killing all day long. Now is the most critical moment to compete for perseverance. He cannot retreat, let alone fall.
"Holy Han! Ten thousand years! Kill!"
Suddenly, the sound of horse hoofbeats and the sound of killing came from behind. Du Shanbo turned around and saw a cavalry group coming from the direction of Datong Mansion. According to his experience, there were more than 3,000 cavalrymen in this group.
, I don’t know where it came from. Then, he saw a strange flag, a skull and crossbones flag, instead of a military flag with a man written on it.
"Who is this?" Du Shanbo asked.
Ouyang Hong didn't know where this team came from. He immediately sent someone to ask, and they came very quickly. After they arrived at the rear army, they did not stop and immediately went to reinforce the right wing that was beginning to loosen, leaving only a young man behind.
The older soldier said: "The 25th Regiment of the Qinglong Army is coming from afar on a starry night."
"Twenty-fifth regiment?" Du Shanbo frowned, "Didn't it disappear long ago? Didn't it die in the battle under the Tucheng in Saibei?"
The soldier replied: "Your Majesty, the Central Command, rebuilt the Qinglong Army and organized a hundred thousand troops to come for reinforcements. The first to arrive was the 25th Regiment, led by the evil general Hu Li."
Du Shanbo never expected that Zhang Xiaowu's people would come to support so quickly. They were Zhang Xiaowu's direct descendants, and they were the elite of his direct descendants. Then he thought that Zhang Xiaowu had organized an army of 100,000 people, and he felt more at ease. It seemed that he persisted
After twelve days, reinforcements finally arrived, finally giving the Central Plains people some buffering time.
When he thought of this, Du Shanbo suddenly felt a spin. Ouyang Hong immediately supported him and said hurriedly: "Commander, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm happy." Du Shanbo said.
"Then you should take a rest."
"No, I want to stand on this stage and watch them."
"It's too cold here, your grade-"
Du Shanbo said: "I must stand here and watch everyone win."
"Holy Han!"
"Ten thousand years——"
Although the cavalry led by Hu Li only had 3,000 men and could not change the situation of the entire battle, it was tantamount to the most powerful force for the soldiers from both sides who had been fighting for a whole day. They used their horses to knock away Wuhuan one after another.
The soldiers and Uzi soldiers rescued the besieged Han army. Behind them, the Han soldiers quickly gathered and re-twisted into a powerful force. This 3,000-person cavalry team played a role in turning the tide of the battle. In an instant,
During this time, the right wing changed in the direction of the Han army's strength.
However, Alkaki then gathered 500 suicide squads. They held huge shields and rushed towards Hu Li's cavalry with their lives and bodies, stopping their speed. Hu Li's cavalry had to get into a melee with the Rakshasa people.
During this period, he wanted to lead the cavalry to distance themselves, restart their speed, and use the impact of the horses to destroy the enemy. However, the Rakshasa people seemed to be very difficult to deal with, and they did not give Hu Li a chance.
This made Hu Li fight very awkwardly. This was not a normal tactic for cavalry, but after all, he had never commanded a battle involving more than 10,000 people, and he had never encountered a people like Rakshasa who were not afraid of death, so that his
All cavalry tactics cannot be used. They can only rely on having more physical strength than the opponent to continue fighting.
"Bastard!" Hu Li was very depressed after killing two people in a row. Unexpectedly, instead of breaking the deadlock, he became a member of the melee. It was already dark at this time, and according to the usual practice, everyone should give up the battle quickly and retreat to their own camp.
But now hundreds of thousands of people were fighting together, and everyone could only grit their teeth and keep on killing. Fortunately, the moonlight was bright tonight, and people could see their opponents and comrades clearly, so the brutal killing continued until the next morning.