Huang Wushuang was annoyed.

The elite of the Huang family's iron armor led by him originally thought that they would be able to have a smooth ride after passing through the gourd valley. In his mind, ordinary bandits did not dare to touch his edge. It may be that he picked the gourd valley in one fell swoop and attracted the anger of the bandit generals, or it may be that the large amount of property he brought lost the wind and attracted the covetousness of the bandits, anyway, not long after the gourd valley, he was entangled by a large number of bandits.

"Fuck it!" Huang Wushuang touched the newly added arrow wound on his chin and cursed fiercely.

It was left for him last night when nearly 20,000 bandits attacked. Two days after leaving the gourd valley, he was entangled by a group of small-scale bandits. The number of bandits was small, ranging from a few hundred to three or five thousand, and all of them were ragged and in tattered armor. Although the number of people is small and the equipment is poor, as long as they see Huang Wushuang, they will kill them like crazy, and they don't care if they can win or not.

Huang Wushuang didn't take these people to heart at all at first, but happily picked up some bandit heads as military merits. Therefore, as long as he saw those bandits, he would not hesitate to order his subordinates to rush over, and at first he won a few games in a row, and the morale of his brothers was extremely high. It wasn't until last night that his camp was attacked by nearly 20,000 bandits that he realized something was wrong.

Now that I think about it, the first few waves of bandits were just to slow down his march, and they were originally cannon fodder to be sent to death. But he was still complacent, unaware that he had fallen for the devil.

Thinking of last night's scene, a trace of fear appeared on Huang Wushuang's face. There were about 20,000 of them, and they were sparsely lined up in untidy formations to steal camps. It was ridiculous that it had been discovered by Huang Wushuang's sentinels a mile away, but these were not the point, the point was their bravery in storming the barracks. They all wore white scarves around their heads, shouted the slogan "Taiping Eternal Life", and rushed into Huang Wushuang's camp without hesitation.

Huang Wushuang saw with his own eyes that those chaotic people completely ignored the neat iron party formation on his side, completely ignored the dense rain of arrows like locusts, and completely ignored the solidity of the military camp, and rushed forward like crazy. The only thing that gave them cover was the weak feathered arrows that flew out of some of the bandits.

The person in front was shot down like a scarecrow, and the person behind continued to rush forward without seeing the corpse of his companion. There were also some more courageous bandits, who actually carried the corpses of their comrades to ward off the rain of arrows. When a few fish occasionally slipped through the net and rushed to the bottom of the fence of Huang Wushuang's camp, they raised their waist knives and frantically slashed at the thick fence of the bowl. However, they are often killed after only one or two cuts. Many more were not even raised with their knives up, and were either stabbed to death by spears stabbed from behind the fence or shot to death by the archers on the turrets. It's like ants trying to get food from a hot pan of oil, which looks so ridiculous.

But it was this group of ridiculous-looking ants, after throwing nearly 5,000 corpses on the fence, that they broke through Huang Wushuang's impregnable camp, and then the matter was to fight each other in close quarters.

Huang Wushuang's face

The color of horror grew stronger and stronger, and he clearly remembered the scene when the hand-to-hand combat was made.

Huang Wushuang arranged his belongings and Jin Wen and his party in the middle, surrounded by 500 archers, and on the outermost was the 2,500 ironclad infantry that Huang Wushuang had always been proud of, attacking from afar and defending close without flaws.

Huang Wushuang took 1,000 ironclad pikemen as the periphery, forming a large circle with a radius of 100 zhang, and the spears were constantly stabbed out, retracted, stabbed again, and retracted under the unified command of the order。。。。。。 The circle is like a circle of blades that can be shortened and lengthened, and every time the blade is stabbed, a circle of bandits dies.

Huang Wushuang secretly regretted in his heart that he didn't bring a big shield in this operation, otherwise the pikemen would cooperate with the shield soldiers, and the 20,000 bandits would really not be enough, so he wouldn't have to work so hard with the pikemen.

At the beginning of the battle, I saw that the bandits were stabbed down one after another, and no one could break through the attack range of the spear. In the face of a uniform array of guns, any action of the rioters is futile. As far as Huang Wushuang is concerned, the bandits slashed with their lives, but it is just a few pieces of armor leaves and a few sparks that the ironclad soldiers have chopped out, and they can't hurt the ironclad soldiers in the slightest.

It was also by virtue of the advantage of the armor that Huang Wushuang's ironclad soldiers were very easy to defend at first, and circles and layers of chaotic people fell in front of Huang Wushuang's military formation, while the ironclad military formation was almost undamaged.

Naturally, the bandits who flocked to the circle like a tide must not have felt good, and there were waves of flesh and blood where the two armies met. Countless chaotic people fell forever before they could touch Huang Wushuang's military formation, such a battle was like an egg hitting a stone in Huang Wushuang's eyes, the chaotic people were eggs, and Huang Wushuang's ironclad army was naturally a stone. No matter how brave the rebels are, they will not be helpless against the ironclad army.

But the rebels seemed to be too brave, they didn't seem to see what was going on both sides, as if they couldn't see piles of corpses, the bandits' attacks never stopped from the beginning, around the round shield, and they immediately made up for it when they died, which gave Huang Wushuang a feeling of endless and inexhaustible killing.

After killing another 2,000 bandits, Huang Wushuang's soldiers finally suffered casualties. Although you are an elite in armor, how many nails can you hit even if you are an iron man? What's more, the continuous battles have caused the physical exertion of these ironclad infantry to be extremely large, and each of these waves of enemies they face is a new force.

The bandits slowly adapted to the tactics of the ironclad soldiers, and also discovered this shortcoming of the ironclad soldiers, the ironclad was too heavy, and the ironclad soldiers' physical strength was consumed too quickly. The rebels began to attack the ironclad infantry strategically, and they also took long weapons such as spears to the ironclad soldiers to hit the ironclad soldiers with a "ping pong", but they did not get close to the attack range of the ironclad infantry, which made the ironclad infantry fight back, and it was not a fight back, it was purely a drain on the physical strength of the ironclad infantry.

Such tactics did work, and the ironclad soldiers, who had consumed most of their physical strength, began to suffer a large number of casualties, and the military formations on the periphery also began to appear

notched.

"Damn it, is this still a ragtag?" Last night, Huang Wushuang saw the tactics of the chaotic people clearly, Huang Wushuang scolded in a hurry, but he had no choice, the number was not dominant, and there were more important things to protect, so he could only be beaten passively.

These are not some chaotic people, but real Blood Lotus Sect soldiers. Not only were they loyal followers of the Blood Lotus Sect, but they had also received systematic training, and they were formally trained from former Great Yan officers. It turned out that after Wang Gan took Yingzhou, many middle- and lower-level officers of Dayan surrendered to him, and the addition of these officers made the army of the Blood Lotus Sect more like an army in the true sense.

It was another meal, and the ironclad pikemen at the front were killed twice, and the circle was like an iron turtle, and it was cut down a lot. Such a pikeman Huang Wushuang only has five layers, if he follows this style of fighting, I am afraid that it will not be long before his 2,500-strong infantry will be lost. Originally, the best tactic for such a circle formation was that two rows of soldiers took turns to fight, the soldiers in the front row fought for about a quarter of an hour, and immediately retreated to rest, and the second row immediately made up for it and continued to fight. If this is the case, the soldiers can continue to fight because they can rest, and there will be no such large casualties.

However, Huang Wushuang did not dare to use such a style of play from the beginning, the number of bandits was six or seven times that of him, and all of them were extremely brave, and he knew very well that his soldiers only had to take a step back. The crowded bandits will take a step forward, like water and oil, and when the water retreats, the oil will naturally move forward.

When encountering such an opponent who does not understand tactics, is not afraid of life and death, and completely fills in with human lives, Huang Wushuang also has a headache. If he hadn't been surrounded, he would definitely not have been afraid of such a crowd tactic if he had been given another 1000 archers, but unfortunately, there weren't so many ifs.

Careless, he sighed to himself, "Shrink!" As soon as the flag was waved, dozens of soldiers around him shouted in unison.

It is worthy of the well-trained elite of the Huang family, and I saw that the soldiers in the front row suddenly accelerated the frequency of waving their weapons, and took a step forward with each wave, regardless of life and death, killing the bandits back five steps. Then he strode back in tacit understanding, and the whole array was like a jellyfish, first growing up a few times, and then rapidly shrinking by a full third.

It's easy to say, but it's too hard to do. This requires every soldier to know where he should stand when he retreats. Each front circle should retreat a part of the people to the back circle, and the back circle should also retreat more people to leave enough space for the people in front, and the difference is the reason for the circle to shrink. There can't be too many people and not too few people in this process, and the most important thing is that every soldier can't panic, otherwise, the circle will collapse without a fight.

The circle array completed this gorgeous transformation in a very short time, and the whole process was orderly and there was no trace of panic. Huang Wushuang may not be resourceful, but his ability to command and train soldiers is enough to be at the top, and he faintly has the shadow of a famous general.