Chapter 159: The Moment of the Showdown
"Ready, throw!" As the shield-wielding Zhijia soldier entered the range of the grenade, it was estimated that the distance had reached the average range of the grenadiers.
At the command of the commander, the grenadiers put down their muskets, took out the fire crackers at their waists, and lit the grenades.
The Zhijia soldier holding the large shield could not see the grenade that was thrown at him, but only heard that the shield above his head seemed to have been hit by something.
Could it be a stone thrown by the Yanzhou army, but although this weight is not light, this weight will definitely not be able to smash through this shield.
Just as the Zhijia soldiers continued to move forward with their shields, these iron balls suddenly exploded. The nails inside the grenade also scattered and shot at the soldiers.
The whole team was torn apart by the bomb, and the sound of explosions and screams resounded in the night sky. Dozens of soldiers were killed on the spot, and the iron nails produced during the explosion caused many more wounded.
These people covered their wounds and wailed continuously, and the soldiers who were advancing behind heard the wails and explosions of their comrades in front, and these soldiers lost the courage to continue moving.
The unknown is the most terrifying, and I thought that the fliming muskets were already surprising, but some iron balls that would explode were really dangerous.
The distance of several meters was directly emptied, and all the people in the middle died directly, and the people around them were still alive but couldn't stand up in pain.
"Do you want to withdraw first, this is really... Yes! "Before he could finish speaking, he was killed.
Bang bang bang!
The flames flickered in front of these Zhijia soldiers, and the rapid projectiles directly knocked down a large number of Zhijia soldiers who had lost their protection.
The echelon firepower configuration that Lu Zhan had arranged earlier finally played a role, and a dense rain of bullets and arrows poured into Zhijia's troops.
"Quick! Fast! Rush over, don't run for Lao Tzu. I...... Forget it, let's withdraw. "The general had wanted to direct his men to rush over and make these muskets useless. But these soldiers have long been discouraged, and the large shield that was originally used to rely on them has also lost its effect.
The so-called defeat is probably what it is now, and the Warlord looked at the soldiers who had returned from the front line and began to shout. "If anyone who takes a step back dies, hurry up and regroup!"
Although the Warlords kept urging the fleeing soldiers, these soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit did not have the courage to continue fighting. The Overseers wielded machetes and began to slash down the soldiers who had fled to the forefront.
After killing more than a hundred people in a row, the fleeing soldiers stopped their steps.
"Hurry up and regroup!"
Most of the soldiers who fled back only had their own weapons in their hands, and a large number of shields were directly abandoned on the ground, who would carry such a heavy thing when fleeing for their lives.
"It's over, now that we don't have a shield, it's no different from queuing up to die. What should we do? The voice of one soldier became higher and higher, and the morale of the remaining soldiers was also very low.
"The overseers behind us won't let us retreat, what the hell should we do?"
Although reluctant and a little frightened, he regrouped and prepared to attack at the urging of his commander.
But everyone knows that this is a move to death, and now it is impossible to break through the defense line of the Yanzhou army.
"Whoa, these people have regrouped, this Warlord is really useful. By the way, when will all the obstacles at the gate of this city be cleared? ”
Compared with the battle situation ahead, Lu Zhan is more concerned about when the obstacles at the city gate will be cleared. As long as the city gate is opened, the overall situation is decided.
This obvious thing Zhiyu can also think of, so he keeps urging the soldiers to constantly attack the defense line of Xicheng. These cannon fodder-like soldiers continued to attack with fire, and in the end, these Yanzhou musketeers could not see the enemy, and could only constantly reload gunpowder and pellets in the smoke and shoot continuously.
The archer's hands were already numb, and his shoulders were sore from the long draw. The Musketeers now repeat the same movements as if they were robots. The muskets were fired continuously, and the barrels began to turn red.
The corpses of the Zhijia soldiers who charged in the smoke and flames had already covered the entire street for several floors, and the follow-up Zhijia soldiers could only step on the corpses of their companions to attack.
If it weren't for the fact that the overseers behind were all elite veterans, these attacking troops would have collapsed long ago.
The corpses of thousands of people and the wounded soldiers of nearly 10,000 soldiers gradually made the soldiers of the Zhi family lose the courage to continue fighting, and no one wanted to continue fighting first.
No matter how much the Overseer pushed them, the soldiers didn't want to continue the attack. The wails and screams that came from all around made the men wonder if they really wanted to keep fighting.
"I don't want to die, the gates of this West City will be opened after dawn, let's not pretend to be injured and lie on the ground."
There were wounded comrades on the ground all around, and they just had to put some blood on themselves and lie on the ground. This way, you don't have to continue to charge.
"Yes, let's just lie on the ground secretly."
As they spoke, the two of them gradually crouched down, then lay on the ground and began to wail. In the darkness of the night, no one saw two more of the wounded soldiers.
The commander of the two did not notice that there were two people missing from the team, after all, it was a battle. Two fewer people may have died or been carried to the resting place of the wounded soldiers.
"My lord, we can't use our muskets now. The barrels of all the soldiers began to deform a little, and they could no longer shoot. A herald told Lu Zhan the unfortunate news.
"Now that we have run out of ammunition and arrows, we can only draw our swords and kill the enemy. The musketeers were ordered to withdraw first to rest and the melee troops were prepared. But thanks to the fact that Zhiyu uses some fixed trebuchets. ”
The narrow streets make it impossible for the Zhijia to give full play to their numerical advantage, and the street fighting tests the average combat effectiveness of the soldiers.
Seeing that the muskets of the Yanzhou army were not firing, it seemed that the grenades had also been used up. Ji-woo smiled for the first time in a long time, "It's time for our elite troops to rush forward. ”。
With Zhiyu's order, the elite troops of the Zhi family, who had been waiting for several hours, were finally killed. Although these elites wearing heavy armor will consume too much physical strength because of wearing heavy armor, these heavy armored soldiers will be the emperor on the battlefield. The hammer and axe in his hand can break through the opponent's armor, and his heavy armor can defend against damage except for blunt weapons.
"Now it's time for a decisive battle."