The 235th chapter mountains and rivers inside and outside (4)
The sun in the morning hung in the east sky, which was undoubtedly a slight advantage to the Suzaku Army, as they would not be dazzled by the sun when they raised their heads.
Huang San is one of many ordinary soldiers, but he joined the Suzaku Army not long ago. After being captured in the Battle of Yongding Guards, he voluntarily stayed and was reorganized; the guards were defeated at that time, and he was on the way to escape.
He was captured together with "Lao Han". Lao Han was an old soldier. He was not stupid, but he was very kind and loyal to people. After the Suzaku Army decided to release the prisoners, Lao Han privately said that he would be caught if he escaped home and returned to the Acropolis.
They will definitely be settled by the generals. The generals in the Acropolis are not like Lao Han, and if there is food to eat here, it is better to stay. Huang San did not expect so much, but Lao Han said that it is better to stay, so it must be better to stay.
Huang San's face is very dark, and his thick-skinned appearance makes the seventeen-year-old look like a man in his twenties and thirties. He was born into a military family, and when he was sixteen, he was sent to Yongding Guard as a garrison soldier.
, his profession is a sergeant, but he does the same work in Yongding Guard as he did in his hometown, which is farming. It is good to participate in training twice a year, and one training session can last only a few days at most.
When he looked back at the scene during the Battle of Yongding Guard, his mind was almost blank. He only remembered the sound of muskets and blood everywhere. His hands and feet were shaking all the time. Fear and fear were the things that impressed him the most.
Having seen blood once, and now experiencing battle again in Gaodu County, he was still very scared. It was not much better than last time, because last time he did not stand in the first row to die, but this time he was in the first row. Standing on the left and right
His "brothers" were close to him. Lao Han was not in the same team. At this time, it was difficult for Huang San to even move. He could only hold tightly the ten-foot-long spear in his hand. He didn't know what to do. Fortunately, he was in the team.
The generals here will tell them that they can also follow the brothers on the left and right; in fact, what they have to do is very simple, and they are all actions repeated hundreds of times during training, such as raising guns, walking in unison, etc. They can only
Be obedient and follow suit, because Huang San has been told more than once and witnessed with his own eyes that if he disobeys during training, he will be beaten to pieces, and if he messes around in the battle formation, he will be hacked to death by Xiao Qi Zhang.
He didn't know why he was standing here, let alone why the guardsmen rushing towards him, who were brothers before, suddenly became more vicious than their enemies. Huang San didn't know those people, but more than a hundred
Stepping outside, I saw the guardsmen rushing towards me, as if Huang San had killed their parents.
Huang San didn't know why he was here. Not long ago, the general named Wei whom everyone was afraid of said that His Highness was in a place where the brothers could see him. His Highness was the third prince. Everyone said that he ate meat and wore clothes.
He Ling's salary was given by the noble third prince, so he had to work hard for him. The third prince could often be seen, but many of what he said could not be understood by Huang San. He only knew that people who lived a luxurious life were different from ordinary people.
It must be very different. However, General Wei said that the third prince was not afraid of arrows at the top of the city. Huang San had some ideas. People who live a good life are not afraid of death. It seems that his own miserable life has nothing to fear.
But I was still scared and couldn't bear it... It would have been better if I hadn't stood in the first row.
The "enemy soldiers" are getting closer and closer. You can even clearly see the scar on the face of a sergeant. The shouts are deafening. Most of the archers in front are tall and strong. People without any strength cannot be marksmen.
.Huang San's eyes were wide open, and sweat continued to flow from the edge of his iron helmet. His whole body was tense and he could not move. The only thing he could do was to hold on to the gun barrel in his hand, as if he could grab something.
Rely on the same.
Fortunately, there were two rags wrapped around his hands. Lao Han said they could prevent slipping, and what he said always makes sense. Huang San's hands were all sweaty. If it hadn't been wrapped with rags, they might have slipped. What's inside the rags?
There was an old injury on one of the phalanges. I thought it was healed, but now it's starting to hurt a little.
"Two lines of infantrymen in the front row listen to the order and squat down!" someone yelled. Li Shitou, the flag commander who was only three people away, repeated it again. Huang San squatted down with everyone, and then
The end of the spear was inserted diagonally into the ground, stepped on it with one foot, and then held the barrel of the spear with both hands. This action was just like cutting rice. You didn't even need to think about it because you had repeated it too many times.
"Kill! Kill..." Not far away, the enemy's shouts seemed to ring in his ears, as crazy as if they wanted to eat his own flesh alive. Huang San thought to himself, once they rush over, the first row of people will definitely
If you are stabbed to death first, there is no point in hiding. There is no place to hide, so you can only resign yourself to fate.
Huang San, who usually rarely thinks about things, was extremely active at this time. He remembered what the old man said about how soft a woman's breasts are. This was just something he heard, and he thought about the taste of red stew. Military stew.
Not only did he put enough brine salt, but also spices. Huang Sanzhang could now eat things that he had never eaten during the Chinese New Year. He also gained strength. He remembered that he often had headaches when harvesting rice in the fields.
I feel dizzy, and I still don't feel tired after standing for a long time with dozens of kilograms of things on my body. I have iron armor, weapons, grain bags and other things on my body... It would be great if I didn't die in this battle, and I could still eat stew while alive.
I don’t want to die! Huang Sanduo wanted to shout out so that he could feel better at this moment.
A moment later, three whimpering horn horns were heard, and then a broken voice shouted: "The Musketeers are ready to attack!" There was a splashing sound behind him, and Huang San couldn't turn back, but he knew that the Musketeers behind him were holding their firearms.
Lifted up.
At this time, he watched the archer on the opposite side pull the string, but he could only squat on the ground and watch. The general behind him was still shouting: "I didn't hear the order. If anyone dares to open fire, I will be skinned alive."
Kill him!" Fortunately, this kind of intimidation has nothing to do with Huang San. He only has one long gun in his hand. He basically doesn't use the sword at his waist and the two short guns on his back. He knows that if he stands in the first row, he will
In a fight, just use a spear to stab the opponent to death or to be stabbed to death. It's just that, there is no need for anything else.
"Swish!" Seeing the enemy soldiers releasing their bowstrings one after another, Huang San couldn't help but look up. He saw black spots all over the sky, like a hornet's nest when a swarm of bees suddenly flew over. He kept thinking silently in his heart: I don't want to die.
I don't want to die...
After a while, most of the arrows fell to the muddy ground in front of them. The sound of the arrows was like a heavy rain, and the ground was instantly covered with thorns. Suddenly, there was a slight weight on his head, and there was a "nail" sound, and Huang San saw a branch.
The arrow bounced off in front of his face. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and strengthened his grip on the gun barrel.
"Oops!" A cry rang in his ears. Huang San turned around and saw an arrow stuck in the thigh of the brother on the left. Blood immediately soaked out. The brother's face was pale, he dropped his spear and knelt down on one knee.
He pressed it next to the wound and cried. At this time, Li Shitou, the flag leader, shouted in a low voice: "You're not dead yet, howl for a few times! If you don't want to die, just pick up the gun!" The brother had no choice but to pick up the gun with shaking hands, and the gun on his leg
The blood had wetted his pants and dripped onto the muddy ground.
The enemy soldiers walked forward for a while, and again took out arrows and stringed them amidst shouts. At this time, a trombone sounded from the top of the city, the general of the Suzaku Army shouted, and a square flag on the left side of the team was lowered.
Like a dragonfly hovering on the water for a moment, it then flies into the air again. A military general drew out his sword, raised it high, and then shouted: "Let go!"
Suddenly there was an explosion all around. If Huang San hadn't been prepared for it, Huang San would have been shocked by this thunderbolt. Even so, his ears were shaken with a "buzzing" sound. The smell of gunpowder smoke was choking.
He drank it immediately. Huang San was already nervous, so he inadvertently took a deep breath and coughed twice.
Looking at the archers on the opposite side, Huang San thought of the rice field after the strong wind. It suddenly collapsed, and bows, arrows, scabbards and other debris were scattered on the ground. The screams were like ghosts crying, and there was a soldier lying on the ground directly opposite Huang San, his intestines leaking.
They were lying on the ground, covering their hands with groans, their faces were distorted, and they were not dead or fainting. Those who were hit by musket balls were miserable. There was a bloody hole in their armor, and their surviving hands and feet were kicked around like they were being beaten.
The miserable appearance and shouting of the fish and shrimp that had just been taken out of the frying pan were completely inhuman. It made Huang San see how miserable it was to be hit by a lead shot. He would rather be stabbed to death with a knife or a gun.
Almost instantly, the light soldiers of the officers and soldiers could no longer withstand another round of fire. Regardless of the generals' curses, they fled to the two wings. Behind them was a dense formation of heavy infantry. The people in front saw the pool of blood and the tragic scene on the ground, and their faces were filled with tears.
Even the officers and soldiers would be frightened... Of course Huang San knew that he was a guard soldier in the past, and most of the soldiers who rushed to the front to die were people like him.
"Kill!" the officers and generals were still shouting. The infantry in the front row hesitated, but were pushed forward by those behind.
A few dozen steps away, Huang San saw the officers and soldiers crouching, and he could clearly feel that they were scared to death. But some people were still shouting: "Come on! Kill all those traitors!"
Two people were pushed to the ground and were instantly trampled under the feet of the people behind them. The screams of pain were quickly covered up by the people's shouts and noises filled with fear. The pikemen in the first row had become bent as they ran.
The queue behind them seemed to be sword and shield bearers, and they all roared together and charged forward.
Under the shouts of the generals, the people behind Huang San changed teams and repeated the process. Countless people were doing the same thing step by step, like puppets on strings.
There was another loud noise, and the crowd, which was already a little messy during the charge, was still dense, as dense as a market. Invisible lead shot was like a ladle of boiling water that hit the ant colony. It could hit people even if it flew around. The armor was easily pierced, and there was blood.
The gunfire splashed, and the smoke seemed to be covered with a layer of red. After the official assault infantry fell, it became even more chaotic. Those with spears and those with swords and shields were mixed together, and some people had lost their weapons.
Pushing and squeezing, people moved forward in a chaotic manner. People could not stop. In order not to be trampled to death, the speed was even slower during the assault due to the chaos.
After another volley of firearms was fired, more people turned around, crying and running. The collapse spread quickly like a plague, and even the gods could not stop it. Those behind were in turn overwhelmed by the push from the front, and a large number of people began to
Disintegrated to the west.
This situation reminded Huang San of the Battle of Yongding Guard. He was at the back of the team, and he ran backwards with the brothers around him in the same way. It turns out that fighting can be like this, without fighting to the death with real swords and guns.