Chapter 93: The Art of War
This time, the Zuojia army was lightly armed and simple, so the artillery did not bring it over.
Boom~ The dense sound made the army division know that the Han army had charged without looking at it.
"Prepare to rush." Hand-to-hand combat for death battle, the brave can achieve the final victory.
The Han army was already very close, and the Zuo family army also looked at them fiercely.
"Rush."
"Kill~kill."
All the troops shouted together, and the Zuojia army began to sprint.
Chen Xiong nodded and immediately ordered. "Let's go."
Huh~~ The first row of Han soldiers threw out short spears, and then stopped. The second row immediately stepped forward and threw short spears, and then the third row threw short spears......
Who~ The wind roared with the short spear of death pierced the composite iron armor. Although it could not shoot through the body of the Ming army, the Ming army, whose internal organs were cracked, no longer had the strength.
There were a total of twelve waves of short spears, and the nine thousand Han troops threw out eighteen thousand short spears. Dense ironclad spearmen, falling in rows.
It had only been a long time, and there were already gunmen lying on the ground after the sound of snorting. Nearly 10,000 people fell, and the painful Zuo family army on the ground was still holding on, perhaps their inner abdomen had been shattered and they couldn't make much noise.
The spearmen who were not dead in front immediately retreated, causing the army to be in a panic.
The army division's heart was like a knife, but there was no time to give him a moment of pain.
"Array, quick, backward formation."
"Prepare for the arrow formation, shoot autonomously."
The army division and the generals commanded properly, and the Zuojia Army immediately retracted its formation.
Chen Xiong knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and immediately let the Han army charge on the corpse ground.
Boom~ There are footprint pits on the ground.
Kill~ The Han army is silent, but the boundless killing spirit has rushed in.
"Draw your bow and arrows, quick."
"Quick, raise the arrow."
The general suddenly roared: "Shoot, it's now, shoot~"
Xiu Xiu ~ 10,000 arrows have already flew.
The shield was gone, so Chen Xiong could only order: "Charge with your head down and scatter, and wave your left and right hands to block arrows." ”
Nearly 10,000 Han troops immediately dispersed, bending down and charging in the posture of dinosaurs, and the speed did not decrease but was a little faster.
"Shijin Assault, clear the arrow array for me."
"It's the lord." He had already attacked immediately behind the Zuojia army.
Boom Boom ~ Heavy riding is rolling and dusty.
The general, who had already noticed these cavalry, sneered and ordered: "Give me a block to destroy them." ”
"Obey the general." The small commander responded excitedly, there was a row of rejecting horses in front of him, and there were thousands of men and horses, which was enough to eliminate more than a hundred cavalry.
Arrows rained down in the sky.
Sneer~~ Arrows hit the body of the Han army one after another, and hundreds of straw light soldiers fell to the ground regretfully after running a few steps. Hundreds of wooden people were also injured, and they still kept running.
Chen Xiong really wanted to go over and save the fallen grass and wood soldiers, but the second wave of arrow rain was already rising in his eyes.
"Hurry up, speed up." Chen Xiong shouted, and the grass and wood soldiers moved in their minds, and they immediately ran away, and the light soldiers immediately overtook the wood soldiers.
Xiuxiu~ A huge rain of arrows fell, and thousands of backward Han troops were immediately shot. Hundreds of wooden soldiers fell, and hundreds of wooden men who were shot were still insisting on walking fast, but their speed was getting slower and slower.
Two waves of arrows flew out, and the morale of the Zuo army also flew up, but the Han army almost did not lose much.
"Intensive confrontation." Chen Xiong gave the order in the rear, and the grass and wood soldiers immediately approached each other.
The palms of the forward generals were sweating, what was going on with the arrows on the thighs and calves of the Han army.
"This, no, how is this possible~" The hearts of the first two columns of spearmen couldn't help but tremble. The enemy who rushed to kill was still stuck with arrows in his body~
It's coming, the Han army is coming. Twenty meters, ten meters and five meters, almost to the head of the gun.
"Light soldier rush."
Boom ~ a thousand light soldiers leaped up.
The spearmen raised their heads, and they saw the cloth soles of the Han army. Zuo Jiajun just wanted to raise the spear, but he was still a step too slow, and the light soldier was already about to step on his head.
"Well, that's it." Chen Xiong burst out laughing, and he became more and more fond of this art of war. It turns out that if the command is properly suited, the power generated will be so beautiful.
Most of the 1,000 straw light soldiers kicked their heads or stepped on the Ming army, and then cut down to the second row as soon as they lowered their bodies.
Ah~ah~~ The physical pain and mental fright made the warriors of the Zuo Family Army scream one after another.
Boom~ As soon as the sand sank, the second and third waves of light soldiers jumped up one after another and slaughtered away. After more than 2,000 light soldiers jumped up, the spear formation of the Zuojia army had broken through half of the gap.
"Light soldiers retreat, wooden soldiers stab, don't hit the muzzle!" For the new wood, they don't want to dodge knives and guns at all, so they just bump into them and kill them again.
Yes, my lord. The grass and wood soldiers silently took orders.
"Ah~ah, no~"
The spears of the wooden people stabbed the Zuojia army to death in rows, and the robbers on both wings wanted to rush up, but they were greeted not by spears, but by the slashing of light soldiers. However, they were prepared, and immediately raised their guns to the top of the air. Swords and spears collided in the air, and the warriors on the ground also rushed to kill.
The army division was already desperate: "Ah~ I hate! Damn the Han Army. ”
The generals and commanders were still insisting on scolding and shouting for the warriors to attack the Han army. But the army division knew that they were about to lose. As soon as the anger and courage of the Zuo Jiajun subsided, it was a big collapse.
What is unexpected is that the rear army has an accident first.
When the heavy ride moves, the smoke will rise.
Rhythm of teeth~~ The passionate wooden horse jumped up, and the rejection horse that was more than one meter high had already jumped easily.
Boom~ The splashed mud and sand woke up the soldiers of the Zuo family, and the little commander, who ignored the pain in his face, shouted: "Kill, stab the horse first." ”
Ah~ The warrior is furious. Dozens of spears were assassinated together, and each heavy rider in the front row had several spear heads to greet them.
Bumper ~~ The wooden gun was disconnected from the middle, and the robbers were also pushed away.
Tooth rhythm~~ The blood-drenched war horse shouted angrily and hatefully, and rushed even more fiercely.
The heavy cavalry was like a bulldozer that easily cut through three columns of pikemen, and then quickly slashed at the arrow array.
The archers, who were waiting for orders, immediately threw down their bows and arrows as soon as they saw the heavy cavalry breaking through the spearmen.
"Ah, the pig's head runs."
"Run~"
Boom~ In order to avoid parking, the Trojan horse tried to impact in the middle of the gap in the flow of people, and after more than 100 rides, the Zuojia army was like a ploughed grass. The blood-red warrior on the ground, lying alone, no one approached again.
Bumper Bumper ~~ Countless knives and guns were scattered on the ground, countless heads turned around and ran, and helmets or armor were thrown down one by one.
collapsed, and the most elite army of the Zuojia Army finally collapsed. Even if the archers didn't run away, the sword and shield soldiers would be killed, and the collapse was destined to happen.
At this moment, Zuo Junshi smiled very seriously, he was brave with the gentleman's sword for the first time, and it was also the bravest thing in his life. Boom~ The flying Zuo Junshi is still smiling, if he can be as fearless as he is now when he is young and frivolous, he will not leave so many regrets~~
In just a few dozen minutes after the bloody war drums sounded, nearly 10,000 of the 55,000 Zuojia soldiers were stabbed to death by short spears, thousands were stabbed to death by spears, and many were pushed to death in the chaos. The Zuo family army that did not run on the ground was at least 178,000.
"The seriously wounded soldiers are all left, and the rest of the lightly wounded ones catch up with the prisoners, don't fight anymore!"
"It's the lord." Shi Jin led thousands of men and horses to follow behind the collapsed army unhurriedly.
After the First World War, the Han army also suffered many casualties. A thousand grass and wood soldiers were killed in battle, twenty of the wooden horses were also killed, and half of the heavy horsemen were seriously wounded and could not fight again.
After replenishing the energy of the seriously wounded soldiers of the Han army, Chen Xiong also began to absorb ghasts. The ghast concentration of these Zuojia troops is much thicker than that of the Shandong Ming army, especially the cavalry is almost as good as the upper Tartars! The more elite the troops, the more people kill, especially the cavalry, which is the strongest soldier in an army, and also a wicked evil spirit.
Smelling the fishy smell and the flavor of the sea in the air, Chen Xiong suddenly became a little disgusted. After he exploded into anger before, the knife was fierce and ruthless, and that madness was not what he wanted at all.
"Hey! If anyone wants to fight hard with people every day, but if I don't work hard, it will be us who will die! The Han army lord who was talking to himself bowed his head and walked towards the fleet, killing was not his intention. But when he comes to this ruthless eschatological world, he must kill and kill all the rebels in the world, so that he can live in peace and the Han people can live again. He doesn't regret killing, but he still clings to the goodness in his heart, even if this goodness often fights with evil and self-scuffle.
Chen Chang, who got off the boat, hurriedly ran over: "Is the lord okay?" ”
Chen Xiong reluctantly pulled out a smile: "It's okay, Chen Chang went to follow Shi Jin and them." ”
"It's the lord!" The lord's tired and lost look deeply pierced Chen Chang's heart, and it was the lord who worked hard for them all the way.
Fei Song was very sensible and immediately let the warship dock, and Aimin Xinna also ran off the warship anxiously.
Chen Xiong smiled and threw down his bloody armor and coat, and walked quickly to the small dock.
"Husband!" ~~" Xianggong. The two girls were full of worries, and all they could do was hold on to their uncle's hand, even if it was dark red and smelled of blood.
Chen Xiong smiled lightly and nodded, seeing the two of them: all the fatigue was almost gone.
Under the small grass pavilion by the river, Chen Xiong was lying lazily on the grass. Xiao Aimin smiled and fed the uncle the bitter potion, and the people participated in the medicine adding, and the bitterness was also sweet. Princess Xinna quietly rubbed the acupuncture points on Xianggong's head, her face was full of distress and happiness, fortunately he was okay this time!
The ferry boat was busy again, and Princess Changping and Miss Lin Fei in the distance stared at the small grass pavilion by the river for a long time......