Everyone in the rear army passed the intersection that made Modapala inexplicably frightened. The king of the Shahi Dynasty of India breathed a sigh of relief. It was safe now, and the ambush was definitely gone.
Because according to the normal procedure, even if there is an ambush, it is to ambush directly in the middle, cut the enemy into two sections, try to create chaos, force the enemy to flee to both sides, and then chase and beat them.
No one would set up an ambush and let everyone pass before following them. That is not an ambush, that is asking for trouble for oneself.
Don't stop when you return to the army, block the people from both ends, and the army often breaks out with great fighting power in order to survive.
But today, things were just beyond Modapolo's cognition. As soon as he put his heart back in his stomach, he heard frightened screams from the rear troops.
A watcher stood on the back of the war elephant, waving a red flag indicating danger in his hand, and roared loudly at Modapala.
"There are many enemies with armor!"
"Humph!" Modapolo snorted coldly, although he didn't know where these people came from, because according to common sense, Prince Sadid should not have such courage.
However, Modapala is not panicking. If he can even mistime an ambush, how much fighting power can he have? Not to mention he has 30,000 people!
"The rear army has turned into the front army, and the team transporting the baggage has moved aside. Quickly notify General Karmaha and ask him to send people to come back for reinforcements!" Modapala commanded Ruoding while mobilizing the troops under his command.
Seeing that the king was so calm, the rear army also gradually calmed down. A flash of sword light flashed, and those Vaisya and Sudra civilians who were recruited and shouted randomly were killed directly.
The strong smell of blood rose, and looking at the blood stains on his own swords, the civilians in charge of the baggage quickly moved to the side tremblingly, making way for the samurai who were advancing forward.
Seeing everything in order, Modapala stroked his beard proudly. With such warriors protecting him, why should he be afraid of an ambush?
However, he was immediately dumbfounded, and the soldiers who came forward after cutting down several Sudras were also stunned.
No wonder those civilians were screaming in terror just now. It turned out that what appeared on the opposite side was not some brutal orc-like barbarian army, but all of them were wearing blue-black armor, holding long bows, and had melee weapons at their feet. They were as silent as rocks.
Terrorist army.
Looking at the mess of various weapons and bows of different shapes in their hands, more importantly, they were not wearing armor, not only because iron armor was scarce, but also because they would not wear armor during the march.
The soldiers of the Xia Xi Dynasty who rushed out from the front row looked at me and I looked at you, big beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads.
They were stunned, but the others behind who could not see clearly were not stunned. The drums kept beating, and the soldiers in the front row were pushed by the soldiers in the rear row. They could only howl and start charging.
"Kneel down in the front row! Shoot from the second and third rows!"
"Four or five volleys of shots!"
The warriors of the Fengtian Army were arranged in a row of ten, with five rows of fifty men, with crossbows in the front row and bows in the back four rows. That is to say, one team was in one rotation. Under the command of the officer, they quickly carried out coverage shooting like robots.
Generally, soldiers in a team will fire four rounds under the command of the team leader. After four rounds, they will rush forward to fight hand-to-hand with their long weapons.
The next team will follow immediately, and so on for another round until the opponent is defeated.
Arrows rained down from the sky. In this valley path, which could accommodate just over ten people, the soldiers of the Xiaxi Dynasty could not escape. They were resisting with their flesh and blood.
Their wooden shields couldn't stop the Fengtian Army's hard bows, not to mention the crossbows in the front row, and even the extremely fast-shooting divine arm bows.
At the beginning, the soldiers in front could still launch a charge under the organization of the officers, and the archers could also shoot at each other.
However, almost all of the charging soldiers were killed before they were even halfway through the charge. The archers who fired at them were even worse. Without the protection of armor, they were completely slaughtered one-sidedly.
The two drum sounds of "dong dong!" are a signal to move forward.
"Ten steps forward!" All the Fengtian Army Chiefs of Fire shouted at the same time. The two thousand people were divided into four large formations twenty steps apart. They collectively shouted the slogan and moved forward ten steps.
"Crossbow shooting!" Yan Jin, who was responsible for commanding the flying tiger capital in front, shouted.
Just ten steps forward, the soldiers who had forced the army of the Xiaxi Dynasty back stopped again. The sky was full of arrows, and then they shot out. The infantry of the Xiaxi Dynasty, which were not even armored, fell one after another. .
It's so cruel, it's so boring, there is no need to rush forward at all, in this narrow valley, the soldiers of the Fengtian Army only need to use strong bows and crossbows to kill the unarmored infantry of the Xiaxi Dynasty and make rivers of blood flow.
One side is fighting more and more smoothly, while the other side is getting more and more frightened. The soldiers and civilians of the Xia Xi Dynasty have all mixed together.
There were figures everywhere who were crying and desperately retreating in fear. They crowded together with the soldiers who were forced forward, becoming the best targets for bows and arrows.
"Mula! Mula!" It was like the terrifying cry of an ancient behemoth coming from deep underground, and several blue-grey war elephants suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.
It is as tall as a thatched house, and its long cylindrical nose does not look like a normal animal. How could a normal animal have a nose that is similar to that of a mule?
The ivory painted with a strange color exudes a purple-black light, which is particularly eye-catching.
The head, chest and abdomen are covered with a layer of iron armor, and a saddle the size of a small house is hunched on the back. In the middle sits a strong driver with a face painted like a Buddhist garland, and there is an archer on each side. .
A fanatical light flashed in the driver's eyes. He suddenly leaned down and took out a halberd-like weapon and struck the elephant's ears.
The originally slow war elephant suddenly seemed to go crazy, and along with the thumping of footsteps, there was a feeling of the earth shaking.
The speed of an elephant is not slow. When running, it can reach more than five or six times the speed of a human being. Coupled with its own tonnage and armor, this is a tank in the cold weapon era.
The driver just struck the war elephant with an elephant hook, a traditional elephant training tool in India. Although the elephant's skin is rough and fleshy, in fact the skin behind the ears is delicate and sensitive.
Using this tool, which resembles an ancient Chinese iron halberd, to hit the tender meat behind an elephant's ears can cause unbearable pain to the elephant.
Coupled with the strengthening and training since birth, once the war elephant is injured like this, it will form a conditioned reflex, which is to rush forward. Only by rushing forward, the driver will not continue to use the elephant hook to cause damage to it.
But today, the first unlucky ones were the soldiers of the Natsuki Dynasty who gathered in the front row out of fear.
On this mountain road, there is a cliff seven or eight meters deep on the left. Below the cliff is a river valley. There is no room for evacuation on such a narrow road, and the arrows flying from the opposite direction do not give this time.
So under Modapala's indifferent orders, the war elephants started charging directly when hundreds of people were still separated.
The soldiers of the Shahi Dynasty who gathered in the front row were trampled by the war elephants coming up from behind in despair.
Monsters weighing several tons easily trampled weak humans like them under their feet. Many soldiers had no choice but to slide down the slope and cliff in order to avoid being trampled to death by the elephants.
But almost no one survived. It can only be said that compared to being trampled into flesh by an elephant, a few bodies were left intact.
For the Fengtian Army, this was an unexpected surprise! Originally, the impact speed of the war elephant was very alarming, but due to the narrowness of the mountain road, the first wave of impact was actually eaten by the Xia Xi Dynasty's own people.
"Drum beating! Demonstration! Shoot me the divine arm bow!" Zhang Zhao shouted, whether he could defeat Ah San on the other side today was to see if he could defeat the War Elephant on the opposite side.
If it works, it will be an easy crushing. If it doesn't, the casualties will probably not be small.
The thundering drum beat sounded, and hundreds of colorful flags suddenly stood up from the military formation. The drums beat fiercely, the colorful flags flew, and the warriors of the Fengtian Army also followed them and roared like ghosts and wolves.
The war elephants that had already charged were startled by the sudden roar and waving of colorful flags from the opposite side, and then a hail of arrows flew towards them again.
Although the arrows did not cause much damage to the thick-skinned and armored war elephants, the pain was still unavoidable.
Li Zaiyuan wiped the cold sweat from his head, Madhu, he just got a hard-working, gentle woman with a big butt from Bukhara, and she hasn't fully enjoyed it yet, so don't lose your life here.
But then he thought that this was a magical weapon that the king ordered Mr. Cao Shishilang to build, and it would definitely be able to deal with the monsters on the opposite side.
"Raise the gun! Load the thunder and fire!" Li Zaiyuan and the others were in the first row. As the fire chief of the first row, he was a soldier from Shandu who had followed Zhang Dawang since his days. His trust in Zhang Zhao was deep to the bone.
It went inside.
The gunpowder and other items filled in the cylinder of the pear gun were packed in advance and packed in cardboard. When used, they only need to be placed in the cylinder. This can be regarded as the earliest fixed-loading ammunition!
"Light up!" Li Zaiyuan howled, and the ten people in the front row and the ten people in the second row lit the gunpowder of the pear blossom gun at the same time!
Amidst these wild roars and arrows, there were only continuous explosions, and twenty golden fire dragons burst out in the dark sky. These fire dragons even sprayed six or seven meters away.
The brown war elephant rushing in front let out a pitiful cry, and the hot gunpowder violently burned its long trunk.
This is also the position where the elephant is most afraid of pain. The severe pain made it want to turn around and run away, but the driver on its back controlled the elephant.
But at this moment, the broken porcelain shards and iron filings ejected from the pear blossom gun along with the fire quickly penetrated into the war elephant's head, and some even entered the elephant's eyes.
More severe pain came, and the war elephant began to swing violently due to the pain, carrying the driver and shooter on its back, and fell down with a scream.
‘Boom!’ Twenty more pear blossom guns spurted out, and the golden fire dragon turned the sky red. Extreme pain and extreme fear made Zhan Xiang’s mood collapse!
The humans on the other side are really terrifying. Not only do they roar horribly, they can also shoot out flames.
The war elephant without the control of the driver forgets the pain caused by the elephant hook. Even if there is an elephant hook, it is useless, because the pain caused by the flames on the opposite side is greater.
Amidst the screams of fear, the brown bull elephant at the front couldn't bear it any longer. It turned its body around crazily, trying to escape as quickly as possible from the terrifying people on the other side.
The road was not wide to begin with, so when it turned around, it pushed the war elephant next to it on the far left directly down the valley.
The war elephant that fell onto the cliff let out a huge cry. This cry destroyed the spiritual defenses of all living creatures. Whether it was the war elephant, the soldiers, or the civilians, everyone was left with only one idea.