Chapter 1: The Autumn Equinox (Part 3)
Chapter 1 Autumnal Equinox
The offensive of the rogues, regardless of casualties, lasted only half an hour, but this half an hour was as long as decades for the veteran general Feng Xiaoci. The enemy's hand must have been planned for a long time, he knew, otherwise the interval between the two branches would not be so short and so coincidental. It doesn't work so smoothly and so naturally. So smooth that the ranger in charge of guarding could only hastily sound an alarm, so naturally that he didn't have time to make any adjustments!
Fortunately, the old general has experienced a hundred battles and has a lot of experience in facing the enemy. After a quick glance at the battlefield, he began to adjust his deployment. "The brothers of the rear army moved closer to Shuai Qi and used bows and arrows to find an opportunity to destroy the enemy. The brothers of the right army became a circle outside the rear army, and they were intensively defended! ”
After all, it was one of the earliest twelve government soldiers established by the Great Sui, and after the soldiers of the Right Marquis experienced the initial panic, Xun changed their combat strategy under the orders of the commander. They used swords and leather shields as walls, spears and iron lances as fences, and covered each other to move closer to the center. The formation became denser and denser, as dense as a shrunken hedgehog. As the new battle array slowly took shape, the local advantages that the heroes of the green forest had created were quickly negated. Under the leadership of Hao Laodao, they frantically tore at the shell of the steel hedgehog, but every time they pulled out a hard thorn, they had to pay more than three times the price.
The lack of combat experience and equipment is no longer possible to make up for with courage alone, and feeling that the morale of his side is getting lower and lower, Hao Laodao was furious, "Damn, I haven't eaten enough." Don't embarrass Lao Tzu, hurry up! ”
"The wind is tight, the wind is tight!"
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The cronies on the left and right tore their throats and conveyed Hao Laodao's latest instructions. ",!" "The wind is tight! The wind is tight! The minions immediately perked up, shouted in unison, and fled. There is no fear of exposing his unprotected backs to the officers and soldiers.
I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless. The soldiers were first taken aback by the bandits' sudden change of tactics, and then quickly understood that the other party had made a big bargain, and then ran away. was so angry that he scolded, grabbed the longbow and the short bow and shot in a burst. However, the formation of his own side was too dense, and the brothers in the inner circle could only shoot without hurting the outer robes. Before the feathered arrows could fall from mid-air, the minions were already rolling and crawling out of the lethal range. A few people have two or three carved feathers inserted into their thighs and **, but they limp like a rabbit and run for their lives. Left pocket, right turn, lost in the light snow in an instant.
"Dashuai, do you want to chase it?" Ying Yanglang didn't dare to make his own decisions anymore, and squeezed to the old general Feng Xiaoci for advice. The enemy's tactics are completely out of the ordinary, and it's hard to predict what they're going to do next. If it were two regular armies fighting, the generals on both sides would never dare to do so. This is simply a gamble on the reputation of the Lord and the lives of the brothers, and whether you win or lose, it may not be glorious.
"Wait, wait for the Ranger signal!" Feng Xiaoci glanced at the battlefield full of corpses, and replied with a frown. He didn't dare to underestimate Cheng Mingzhen anymore, the other party could use such a lazy trick, it must be based on his in-depth understanding of the combat characteristics of the Great Sui Mansion soldiers and the heroes of the rivers and lakes. If the official army had remained in place when Cheng Xiaothief turned around and fled for his life just now, the second wave of the thief's offensive would not have been able to take any advantage at all. And it was such a small mistake that led to the death of nearly 1,000 officers and soldiers. At present, the situation on the battlefield is unknown, in case Cheng Thief also prepares a third wave of offensive, and Youwuhou divides his troops again, but it will be in his arms.
Just as he was hesitating, a few more low horns sounded under the clouds. Immediately after, a black line appeared on the thin snow in the distance, and more than 10,000 heroes of the rivers and lakes holding various weapons rushed towards the officers and soldiers with shouts.
"Stay in formation and greet them with feathered arrows first!" The same trick is used for the second time, and he looks down on Youwuhou too much! Seeing the enemy attacking, Feng Xiaoci made a decision. At present he had more than 3,000 brothers with him, and the enemy army numbered almost five times his own. However, in terms of equipment and combat skills, the officers and soldiers have an advantage that cannot be matched by the other side. The three-edged armor-piercing cone can penetrate two layers of cowhide within 100 steps. However, the bandits used single-curved bows made of wood or bamboo planks, and the feathered arrows fired were difficult to penetrate the armor of the official army.
As if he had a heart, Lu Fangyuan, the eighth master, and the old general Feng Xiaoci had the same idea. Standing a hundred paces away from the circle, he pulled the team into a double semi-circle. In the front row, Pu Dao held a shield to shield himself from the rain of arrows falling with snowflakes, while the brothers in the back row grabbed all kinds of curved bows and shot their feathered arrows at the officers and soldiers in unison.
At the same time, both sides adopted the tactic of warp shooting, and the feathered arrows shuttled back and forth among the snowflakes. In an instant, black, black, white and white, very spectacular. But after falling, the killing effect is very unsatisfactory. The Eagle Feather shot by the officers and soldiers had a great attack power, but the bandits used a long formation and heavy shields to neutralize all the advantages. The feathered arrows fired by the bandits have weak penetration, but their power is multiplied by the large number of people and the concentration of targets in a fixed range. After only three rounds of shooting, Feng Xiaoci's handsome flag was pierced with holes. There are also a few "earth arrows" made of bamboo branches and iron sheets inserted in the soft armor of the body, although they are not pierced into the flesh, they tremble and tremble, how disgusting and disgusting.
"Smash, smash, smash them! Disgusting to death! Lu Fangyuan, the eighth master, seemed to have known that his trick was not good, and even the command sounded like a coax. The bandits under his command are even more of a group of scoundrels, who actually shoot arrows and sing a slang song playfully, "Burn the fire and burn the field, and the wild ducks will fly into the sky." A virgin marries a widow, and a strong woman laughs and kills. ”
"The trees are high on the hills, and the leaves fall in the wind. Once you go thousands of miles, why should you return to your old place......."
That slang song is also circulated in the army, and it is sung very neatly, and it is by no means like the bandits. However, the singing of the southern and northern tones was extremely shocking to people's spirits, and after five more rounds of shooting, the officers and soldiers were not short of arms, but their hearts were tired. When aiming, there was no hit, and nearly half of the eagle feathers shot were blown to the ground by the wind before they reached the specified range.
"Dashuai, we will definitely suffer if we continue like this!" Zhou Wen, who was following Feng Xiaoci and waiting for orders at any time, stepped forward and cautiously reminded the old general. Because of his eagerness for revenge, his popularity in the army was extremely poor. A lot of words were originally reasonable, but when he said them, everyone resisted.
"What a loss, they must have been shot to death more than us!" Ying Yanglang looked at Zhou Wen the most unpleasantly, and scolded loudly instead of Feng Xiaoci.
Wen Youxin said a few more words, telling Feng Xiaoci that the bandits' purpose was definitely not just to make a fuss. Seeing the faces of the generals, he hesitated for a moment and consciously closed his mouth.
"You have a point!" In disappointment, Feng Xiaoci's encouragement is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow. The old general withdrew his gaze from afar, and said with a miserable smile, "They are here to disturb our army and tire our soldiers." In such a long time, the rangers sent out by the old man have been almost cut down by them! ”
When all the generals heard this, they all looked up into the distance. Only then was it shocking to find that on the periphery of the battlefield, there were more than 100 bandits riding war horses, and they were unscrupulously intercepting the rangers who were chasing and killing the Right Marquis. On a solo basis, each Ranger is capable of defeating at least three bandits. But the bandits came prepared, and a dozen people dealt with one. The unprepared Rangers were cut down to scatter and flee for their lives!
"Shameless!"
"Shameless!"
Aside from scolding each other for their shamelessness, the generals simply couldn't find any precise words to describe the bandits' tactics. From Cheng Mingzhen's initiative at the beginning to Lu Fangyuan's "open shooting of the main formation, assassinating the rangers", the number of people dispatched each time is three to five times that of the official army. As the battle unfolded, the number of officers and soldiers became smaller and smaller, and the bandits were like leeks in the field, one after another.
Zhang Jiajun's shameless tricks are obviously far more than these, the rangers of Youwuhou have just been dispersed, and several black lines have faintly appeared behind the snow and fog in the north. Each black line is composed of more than 10,000 people, those who carry knives, those who carry sticks, and there are no weapons to take, so they hold sickles, hoes, branches, and bamboo poles. Almost everyone was disheveled, but everyone was scrappy.
When placed in a solo situation, this is a typical wheel tactic. The two armies fought each other, but this tactic can hardly be said to be clever or stupid. If at the moment when the enemy and us just came into contact, Feng Xiaoci decisively counterattacked, and the whole army chased Cheng Mingzhen to fight. The tactics of the rogues will become a typical "refueling" style of play, and no matter how many people come up, they will be defeated by Brother Youwuhou.
However, Feng Xiaoci did not seize the opportunity.
He didn't expect that Cheng Mingzhen would attack at all costs at the moment when the two armies first came into contact. Unexpectedly, Cheng Mingzhen turned around and ran away when he had a big advantage in the scene. As for the opponent's subsequent waves, in the eyes of the old general, they are not very important. At the moment when the order to divide troops to hunt down Cheng Mingzhen came out, the outcome of today's battle had been decided.
Rogue wins!
Right Wuhou is defeated!
There were less than 3,000 brothers around him, and their morale was low and they were physically and mentally exhausted. The number of thieves who came in a row exceeded 40,000. In this case, Feng Xiaoci knew what to do, although this order was tantamount to a great shame for him.
"The rear army of the right army alternately covered, collected troops and returned to the camp!" Gritting his teeth, the battle-hardened veteran general shouted an order. A black trail of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, staining the white hair under his chin.