Arrows and stones are flying, knives and guns are intertwined, and they don't stop chopping and stabbing for a moment, and the fragile body protected by iron pieces of leather, from the severed and broken human body, a steady stream of blood gushes out, generously watering the wild and somewhat thirsty land in the north of Xubei.

Thousands of people in armor fought from morning to night, turning the ground under their feet into pink dust and dark sauce-colored mud.

And most of the time, I can only stand on the high platform and watch the changes on this battlefield over and over again.

Arrange the battle line and order, prepare as well as possible, and all that remains is to leave the outcome and prospect to unpredictable luck and other mystic factors as the sieve is thrown.

Therefore, before the battle, there will be some important ceremonies to worship the war lord Chiyou and the military god Shabi Mentian, and even play some wind signs, flagpole falling birds, etc., using the means of pretending to be gods and ghosts to boost morale and play tricks of spiritual hints.

After they each received their orders and stood in line according to their positions and tasks, the rest of the matter was only their own impromptu response and psychological quality and level before the battle.

Compete to see who makes fewer mistakes, holds the front longer, accumulates enough advantages and advantages in the local area, and produces decisive changes,

After reaching a certain scale, a quick victory in one fell swoop has become a certain extravagant and undesirable thing, especially since there are a large number of friendly forces that use traditional cold weapons and tactics, and they are dragged down and controlled by all kinds of drags.

This is because I often need to allocate enough spirit and men from the mobile forces of my own formation to care for and support them, so that they can hold out longer, or not lead to the chain consequences of the overall shaking because of some partial defeats and surprises.

The firearms troops under my command have undoubtedly become the mainstay of both offense and defense in the battlefield, but unfortunately the relative number is still a little less, so in the general environment of nearly seventy or eighty thousand people, even if it can cause a large number of casualties to the enemy, even if it is shaking,

But the other side always had enough resilience and spare strength to replace those tired troops who had suffered heavy casualties, and my results could not be further expanded to a decisive level.

This is undoubtedly very frustrating and aggrieved. directly dragged the crisp and neat decisive game into a long tug of war with heavy casualties.

After the first few times of emergency inter-battlefield supplies of gunpowder and lead, I still did not see a turnaround or sign of a decisive victory. The battlefield of fierce battles is still shrouded in a kind of fog with no outcome and an uncertain future.

After all, this is not a strategy game from God's perspective, you can see where you can click there, and you can operate all the troops with a circle of the mouse.

Standing on the elevated lookout, the only thing I could get was the vague banners of the fierce battles of the various divisions, and the constant reports of the rough number of casualties and killings in the face.

At this point, it can be said that

The enemy's numerical tenacity and fierce fighting have largely weakened and neutralized the intergenerational superiority of our new firearms unit.

After all, it is not the kind of old army that has accumulated a lot of difficulties in the last days of the dynasty, which has been raised by the peaceful years to be poor and uneven, and the twilight is dull, but the time-honored powerhouse that has been conquered by the feudal towns for hundreds of years, and their long-lasting war experience and literacy are not so easy to deal with.

This is also a particularly alarming shortcoming, because I have relied on the advantage of guns and artillery and new tactics that the enemy cannot adapt to have fallen one after another, and the smooth sailing of the triumphant and fierce is actually just a kind of glitz and circumstance of hidden undercurrents and crises.

"Left Formation, Please Help ......"

A voice reminded me.

"Gather all the guards of the heavy team,"

I said to the deputy of the pro-direct group who was waiting in the audience

"You take it to the left flank and rush ......"

Male's Gobi, those friendly troops on the left flank, are they all Tang Seng's, and they will only "Wukong save me" and the like at every turn.

I couldn't help but sneer again.

On the left flank, in the flying sand, Fang La was also struggling to support in the melee, and the adjacent friendly forces had long been scattered and disappeared.

He watched as his loyal men spilled blood, one by one being bumped into, trampled on, or killed by the spears in the hands of the Northern cavalry, but all of them fought bravely with short arms in their hands.

In addition to the relatively clear middle line, the two wings are more full of chaos and ambiguity, and now the two sides have abandoned any tactics and completely evolved into scattered groups of people who do not divide into formations, catching and fighting.

Soldiers of various colors mingled together, like the turbid currents of the Yellow River, stabbing each other and dodging. The swords were broken, the bones were broken and the flesh was broken, and the unarmed either swayed and fell with arrows, or they tried their last strength to knock the enemy to the ground, entangled and fought with each other, using teeth and nails as weapons, tearing and clasping their faces, digging at each other's eyes.

At this time, the sound of the platoon finally came from the side, and the newly invested reinforcements, equipped with the fast-haired wheel long guns, listened to the sound of dense fried beans, and those northern soldiers who entered the left flank suddenly collapsed into a large area from the right side, and their unprotected figures were almost caught off guard, and they fell in pieces under the close range of resistance.

As a result, the rest of the Northern Army, which was unable to sustain itself, began to lose its last bit of bravery and sharpness, and had to abandon those troops who had already entered the left flank, and take advantage of the chaos and residual momentum they continued to create, hastily disengaged and retreated a few distances, and regrouped and attacked.

And in the frontal battlefield of the middle line,

Shen Huoyi, almost gritting his teeth, controlled his trembling hand, and let go of the thick-backed long knife that had slashed into the opponent's winged helmet. The general of the Northern Army, who was hacked to death. It seemed that he had great prestige, and after the death of the battle, the nearby enemy soldiers all gave up the object they were fighting for, and roared towards him.

Then the soldiers who followed closely followed, with volleys and bayonets, re-aided Shen Huoyi, who was a little out of strength, like a rock in the torrent, stubbornly resisted the impact of this sworn death, and splashed countless blood-colored "waves" with bayonets and guns in it.

He reached back and took a broadsword, standing in front of him, only to find that it was not the guards he knew who had delivered him the weapon, but a new pawn with only a monochrome ribbon on his helmet.

Suddenly, as soon as he was relieved, the enemies who had gone one after another seemed to disappear at once, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and finally broke through the enemy formation again.

Only this time, his joy still didn't last long, and he saw that the northern soldiers who had dispersed with shouts had not been able to run far, and they turned their heads one after another to ask for it back, and then like a chaotic flock of sheep, they were trampled in the dust by the rows of iron horsemen and armor light that suddenly appeared.

Shen Huoyi's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he roared and shouted with all his strength, so that the people on the left and near could reunite into a group that could resist the impact.

And personally picked up half of the spear, and took the lead on the top of the head of the cavalry facing the Northern Dynasty, only to see the blood splashing

As the Northern Army mount fell to the ground with a scream as the sword and spear were broken, he also crashed into the air, and he was unconscious ever since......

Yang Cunzhong, who was draped all over his body, was also full of helplessness and sighs in his heart, he didn't expect that he could be forced to take this step. I have always been accustomed to grasping the opportunity to win and, like a gambler, to the last game.

Because this battle was fought so badly, it was sent up like water, and it was replaced with no shortage of casualties.

In the fierce battle on the battlefield of the middle line, the dense firearms held by those southern armies were like irresistible magnets, firmly absorbing all the combat power that came into contact, and as soon as they were touched, they found that they could not get rid of it, and then slowly wore them away with the cooperation of their neighbors.

He turned his head and looked at the rear formation that had been lined up again, as the leader of the battlefield, he had already strongly "persuaded" the commander of the right army, Shouxin, Sheng Wei, Zhonglang, Geng Quanyi, and the two who came to help the joint army.

The last living force under his command was gathered against public opinion, and the pro-army from dozens of generals of the three military orders, plus the baggage team guarding the camp, made a total of 3,000 horses, and made that desperate move.

This is the life-saving capital of these military leaders, who can get out of the battlefield in the case of disagreement, but they were voluntarily or involuntarily taken away by him.

But for Yang Cunzhong, it is meaningless to worry about this, if this battle is won, it should be easy to say, under the great shape, Xingtai will not be particularly responsible for the meritorious people because of this small change.

If the situation is unfavorable or even the major event is not good, then naturally everything will be over, and these pro-army guards who still have horsepower are also the fundamental guarantee for him to seize the road and stand out, as for other noises, at least those who are dying in the army will not be able to return to the platform to plead and accuse him.

"Whether it is the horse leather shroud to serve Jun's grace or immortal deeds, it depends on the end of this battle......"

He thought silently in his heart, but when the words came to his mouth, they turned into some kind of arrogant claim.

"Glory and wealth, fame and fortune...... It's up to you."

"Defeat the head-on enemy, the land of the two Huai, and let me be crossed......"

"In Xuzhou, there are mountains of goods and baggage piled up by the Nanban...... Take it upon yourself"

"What's more, if you can take the pivotal point of Pengcheng in one go, the Northern Expedition of the Southern Barbarians will naturally come to naught......"

"At present, such a splash of heaven is within reach...... our generation"

"When will you wait for ......?"

"Let's let the southern barbarians who climb up in the sea see the iron riding majesty of my Yan Zhao Jian'er......"

"Attack on ......"

"Attack...... Attack ......"

"Attack...... Attach. Attack"

He was greeted by a roar like a mountain.

On the lookout, I also noticed this conspicuous change, above the dust, the long dragon that hid the cold light of the armor drove straight in,

Although it seems to be a rampage, rushing left and right in a disorderly manner, but looking closely at its trajectory, it is quite skillful, avoiding the heaviness of the cascading military formations, and smashing into the relatively weak and sparse joints between the arrays.

They can even briefly disperse a few small units, entangle a certain unit, lure away the mutual support of the brigade, and then rely on the convenience of the horsepower to maneuver, gather enough local advantages in one fell swoop, and kill or defeat them.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through and scattered several formations of people, and scattered several parts. I don't know that the guns in the middle of the column are a little unable to catch up, so I can only shoot at their backs in the smoke and dust, but I can't help but accidentally injure the friendly troops who were scattered away.

Although their numbers were small, they took advantage of the gap in the battlefield and successfully leveraged the entire left flank.

From the first signs of wavering, to the signs of chaos, to the actual collapse from the front, it only took a few breaths to happen.

At this time, the Chinese army did not respond or act at all, and the men and horses on the right flank, from the scattered front line, the middle of the chaotic battle, to the rear columns that had not yet met the enemy, seemed to have fallen into a panic, and they had no time to take care of themselves.