Chapter 197: The Battle of the Six Rivers (5)

The soldiers in the next few songs had already seen how fierce the battle in front of them was, so they had long been prepared for a bitter battle and a battle to the death. As soon as he ran to the edge of the trench, a Qu Junhou shouted: "Push the dead into the trench!" ”

The soldiers on the left and right were stunned, they were ready to fight to the death, but pushing their comrades out to fill the ravine, this .......

Seeing the soldiers hesitating, Qu Junhou said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze? If we die, fill it in as well! ”

The soldiers were shocked, and then they stepped forward together, and pushed the dead into the trench with the dead in their arms. There were sharpened wooden stakes in the trenches, and the corpses fell to them, and they were turned into meat skewers. The corpses on it kept rolling down, and the black-brown blood dripped down, but not too much. The blood that should have been shed has already been almost gone.

Seeing these two Qu soldiers treating their dead comrades like this, the retreating Han soldiers all cursed. The crossbowmen who were providing support in the back couldn't stand this kind of thing, and they all took a few dozen steps back and looked over together.

The scolded Qu Junhou turned pale, gritted his teeth, ignored the arrows falling around him, stepped forward and threw a corpse into the trench, then grabbed a shield, and said loudly: "If you can't break through the thief barracks, let me die in this trench!" ”

A crossbow bolt shot from the side, and Liu Xun didn't think twice and protected his head and face with a shield. I only heard a muffled sound of "do", and the crossbow bolt was nailed to the shield. He removed his shield, raised his arms vigorously, and shouted: "Good boy of Zuoqu, go to death with me!" ”

With that, he stepped on the corpses in the trench and rushed in the direction of the camp gate. Inspired by him, the soldiers of Zuoqu followed one after another across the trench and rushed forward. The officers on the right side also shouted loudly and led the soldiers over the trench.

Seeing this, the soldiers who were still scolding couldn't help but fall silent. After a while, I don't know if it was the beginning, someone began to chant, "Who's in Artemisia?" There is no virtuous or foolish soul to gather. ”

This is an elegy that has been sung in the Guanzhong area for hundreds of years, which of the children of Guanzhong has never heard it? Which one has not sung? The soldiers on the left and right grieved in their hearts and sang along, "Why is the ghost uncle urging? Human life must not be less hesitant! ”

The low chant flowed slowly, in order to see off their fallen companions and to mourn them. The Han people are strong and simple, and many people are related to such a tragic battle. The generosity of the hundreds of people here soon turned into the chanting of thousands of the former army. All the soldiers who had retired to repair, as well as the soldiers who were waiting in the back, all sang in a low voice.

"Shallot on the dew, why Yixi?

The Ming Dynasty has fallen, when will people return when they die? ”

In the sound of elegy, Liu Sui rushed to the damaged camp gate with his shield on his head. He took the hammer from the soldier next to him and slammed it the thick wood. "Bang", "bang", "bang", the percussion sound is louder and louder. The gate has been damaged in many places, which can be described as "the melon of Huangtai, how can it be picked again?" ”

Not long after, the Han heavy infantry holding shields around the door cheered together, "The door is broken!" ”

In addition to the breach, several ladders were sent to the front and rested against the camp wall. As soon as the ladder was leaned up, the Han soldiers waiting on the side eagerly climbed up. Most of the shooters of the Xiliang Army on the wall did not have iron armor, and once they fell into hand-to-hand combat, the Han army could occupy an absolute advantage.

The lament of the elegy reached the Chinese army, and the muscles on Huangfu Song's face twitched slightly, and then he lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened. After a while, the adjutant general was overjoyed and said, "General Zuo, you have broken through the enemy camp!" ”

Huangfu Song raised his head, glanced ahead, and said lightly: "It's not bad." ”

The offensive of the Han army came in waves, without giving anyone any respite. The Han army can still be rotated, but the defenders have never been able to rest. After ejaculating for so long, no matter how strong a person is, he will soften. It can still be supported now, but it is just relying on the breath in my heart.

Li Kan sat fifty paces behind the camp gate and calmly sent a group of archers to the camp wall, causing them to suffer casualties in the confrontation with the Han army. All the people can only go up and down, no matter how dense the arrows of the Han army are, they can only hold on to it.

He had ordered his trap armor to cut off the heads of a dozen deserters, and hung them on the spears beside him. Under Li Kan's strong order, the soldiers and horses left by the princes of Xiliang were sent up one by one, and while killing and wounding a large number of Han troops, they were also being rapidly consumed.

Originally, there were less than 4,000 troops in the battalion, and after adding those princes' soldiers and horses, the available troops in Li Kan's hands were several thousand more. Rather than let the soldiers under his command go to the camp wall to fight the Han army, it is better to die other people's soldiers. Li Kan is such a sincere person.

Of course, he still sent some elite shooters and infantry up. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to inflict so much damage on the Han army. The most elite trap camp is on standby about fifty steps from the gate, first as a warlord, and then as a firefighting team when it is critical.

Suddenly, a tun commander rushed over and reported loudly: "General Li, the camp gate is almost unbearable!" The enemy army has also climbed up on the wall! ”

Li Kan said calmly: "Got it." ”

The tun commander half-knelt on the ground, stunned, and shouted, "Please send troops to rescue immediately!" ”

Li Kan's face sank like water, and he said coldly: "It's not your turn to teach me how to fight!" ”

Tun Chang opened his mouth and said, "But ......."

"Nothing!" Li Kan had a sneer on his face, "They want to come in, then let them in!" ”

"Bang!" After the violent crash, an elegy was heard outside, which everyone sang in unison. Li Kan listened attentively for a while, spat on the ground, and scolded: "What's not good to sing, sing this ghost thing!" ”

Orr, there was a sudden cheer outside, "The door is broken!" ”

Li Kan immediately stood up from the horse and shouted: "The first song of the trapped camp is ready to meet the enemy!" ”

"The first tun comes forward, the second tun and the third tun are ready!" Li Kan ordered one after another, "The fourth tun is from the left, and the fifth tun is from the right, kill the wall together and drive the enemy down!" ”

Although the trapping camp is elite, there are only 1,000 people until now, and it is divided into two songs, each song has five tuns, and each tun has 100 people. Li Kan released five hundred elites at once, and he still had five hundred people at hand in case of emergency. As for what will happen, he doesn't know.

When training in Yinchuan, Chen Cheng often said that he should keep a reserve team. Although Li Kan found that Chen Cheng had never had the habit of keeping reserves when watching or reviewing the examples, after many times of homework on the map, he still recognized the benefits of keeping reserves.

Even if there are no emergencies, it is good to have a trustworthy army to supervise the battle.

Hearing Li Kan's order, the trapped armor soldier who was sitting quietly on the ground immediately got up, and the armor leaves on his body shook at the same time, making a "bang-la-la" sound. They raised their spears as if a jungle of steel had suddenly grown on the ground.

The formation of the trap camp and the flying bear hussars was different from that of the army of this era, and instead of using the traditional method of formation, such as front and back, left and right, the number of each unit was used to indicate the number of each army. In this way, you will know which unit is stronger just from the number. In every combat unit, the one who is given the title of "first" is the most elite.

"Boom!"

The heavy camp gate was knocked down and smashed on a Xiliang army who could not dodge. Amidst the screams, dozens of Han soldiers stepped on the wooden door and rushed inside. Although the camp is strong, it is still not comparable to the city. When the camp was built, a thick pile of earth less than a foot wide was piled up behind logs nailed into the ground, and once the camp gate was breached, the attackers rushed in, unlike when attacking the city, and repeatedly fighting with the defenders for the city hole.

Liu Sui was a brave general under the command of Huangfu Song, and in the battle to pacify the Yellow Turban Army, he did not know how many walled cities he had breached. Although the camp of the Xiliang Army is strong, in his opinion, it can only be regarded as average. According to his past experience, once the city or the camp is breached, the defenders inside will immediately collapse, just waiting for them to come forward and harvest the heads.

This time, he rose to his strength, knocked down the door, and rushed in with a sledgehammer. However, instead of fleeing enemies, you will be greeted by a dense network of spears. The Xiliang army is good at using spears, and those lancers come and go like the wind on the plains, and the impact is extremely strong, which is what Liu Sui knows, but he didn't expect that the infantry of the Xiliang thieves would be able to discharge such a dense spear formation! You must know that this has always been used by their Han army.

More than a hundred spears of one foot and eight feet half-surrounded the camp gate, and then stabbed forward together. It is said that the spear of the Qin army era could be more than two zhang long at the longest, and it was seven meters long. But that kind of giant spear can only be used in the phalanx, and the mobility and flexibility are very bad, so the spear trapped in the camp is not so perverted, only one foot and eight feet, less than five meters.

The spear stabbed head-on, Liu Sui screamed, and the hammer smashed on the tip of the spear. He was a hero in the army known for his bravery, and with all his strength, he actually smashed the spear and flew back upside down. However, a spear was smashed back, and several others were stabbed at the side. Liu Sui was helpless, so he hurriedly took two steps back, avoiding the ferocious assassination.

He is a hero with excellent martial arts, and others don't have this ability, and the more than 20 Han soldiers who rushed in with him rushed left and right, but it was useless. Aside from smashing the two trapping armorers with the throwing axe, it did not deal any effective damage.

The soldiers in this camp were all clad in iron armor, and unless they were stabbed head-on with spears or shot within twenty paces with their crossbows, no other attacks could inflict fatal damage. The spear kept retracting, and then stabbed out, as if it had been practiced a thousand times, and more than twenty Han soldiers quickly fell to the ground screaming.

There was a moment when the undead were wailing on the ground, and the soldiers in the camp did not pay attention. They just lined up in close formation, silently looking at the enemy outside the door.

The Han soldiers outside were cheering and were about to rush in together, but they saw Liu Sui retreating backwards in embarrassment. He retreated so quickly that he almost hit his own man's blade. If it weren't for the soldiers behind him who put away their blades in time, this warrior in Huangfu Song's army would have been hated by his own people's swords.