North of the city of Luodu, in the middle of the northern military camp built on the ruins of Kim Yong City

"Warp, those flower hat soldiers are calling for battle again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。 ”

Weizhou Jingluo made high reinvention swing hand.

"Don't pay attention to this generation, stick to the camp."

"Let the strikers continue to rest, and the archers in the garrison will go up the wall and prepare for battle."

"Restrain the soldiers not to rush into battle and drown."

"Shoot them with a bow and crossbow, and expel them routinely."

"Don't bother me with a few casualties."

Gao Zaizao is the brother of Gao Shixuan, the general of the Zhenxi Army who died in the battle a few years ago, and the descendant of Gao Qianli, one of the generals of Longwu Shilang who died for the country in the Battle of Bianzhou in the first year of the Qianyuan Dynasty;

The remnants of the Gao clan, who received posthumous gifts and Yu Yin, were also able to be passed down from generation to generation in the army, and became one of the few old generals in the Northern Dynasty.

Because of Gao Shixuan, after being assigned to Yang Keshi's command, he also deeply respected the other party, and made him a full-time candidate to sit on the former site of Kim Yong City, which can overlook the White Horse Temple outside the city.

Therefore, it is also responsible for facing and dealing with endless attacks and infiltrations from the hostile camps in the upper reaches of the river.

It was only a moment later that he couldn't help but be disturbed again.

"Tell the system, those flower hat armies have pressed up. It's only two or three hundred steps."

"Is this generation really still not giving up?"

Gao Zaisan walked out of the tent when he heard the sound, and stood on the lookout and held up a mirror,

In the billowing smoke and dust, the military flag that had been trampled on by them in the mud and dust had slowly approached, and it seemed to be full of a certain sense of indomitable and determined to win.

"This generation wants to die. Then it will be done to them. ”

Gao Zaizai smiled at the left and right in a nonchalant tone.

"You're doing it again with me."

Of course, after all the generals were gone, he turned around, but he did not look like the optimism and arrogance that Fang Cai's words realized, but his expression was serious and quite cautious.

"Order all the strikers to finish their rest and prepare for the enemy."

"The horse team is ready to attack from the battalion flank at any time."

"The guard battalion and the team will enter the front line to supervise the battle."

"Looking at the enemy's situation, I'm afraid that there will be a hard battle."

"Send a fireworks signal to the nearest fort and the friendly troops who have taken off the fort. Seek support and response. ”

The sky also became gloomy and leaden clouds were thick, and the lowlands pressed down on the city.

In front of them, the wind became fierce and reversed towards them, and the wind was like an invisible torrent, splitting the grass waves in front of them, bringing up trails of dust, passing through the gaps in the queue like countless writhing pythons, fluttering and biting on the soldiers' faces, making people feel breathless, and the dark clouds swept quickly over the personal helmets and feathers, and the wind and sky were evil.

As the clouds of smoke rolled from the horizon, a wall of flames and lead soon enveloped them.

Like the fallen leaves swept by the bleakest autumn wind, the archers of the frontier who were waiting for the battle rolled down, overturned, and fell down from behind the walls or on the watchtowers where they were hiding, screaming and screaming in pain.

There was a whistling sound in the air, and Wei Zhou Jing made Gao Zaizao's pupils suddenly contract, and he called out urgently

"Shelling, this is the south of the south."

However, faster than his voice were a dozen faint tracks that slashed through the air, and except for the first one that came first, after splashing a few large waves of dirt on the mud in front of the camp, the rest of the tracks were scattered in his camp.

Suddenly there were one after another tremors and the sound of shattering explosions, and the neighing and screaming of people turning on their backs,

After several rounds of artillery fire one after another, in the blink of an eye, the wooden walls and horses had been unevenly punched out of several gaps and collapses.

In the rumble of cannons, those figures wearing hats and helmets had approached the outermost moat in a low-key and silent manner, and only a few figures with arrows sporadically fell to the ground, slightly moving and waiting for the rear team to follow up to contain and treat.

Obviously, in the previous firepower, the array at the head of the line has achieved an overwhelming victory and upper hand.

And the veterans and white soldiers who were at the forefront of the trotting were almost uniformly in the sound of the military trumpet, throwing down the planks and big cards that were used as arrows in their hands, and in an instant, between the trenches and the earthen walls, they combined and laid out a series of unruly passages.

Then, instead of rushing forward into the enemy's ranks, they fell down into the trenches one after another, and began to lower their bodies and approach the camp, continuing to shoot in groups, pinning down the northern soldiers who tried to emerge from behind the fences and gaps.

Then, more tall, slightly limited and bloated Huai soldiers rushed to the bottom of the fence or the edge of the trench, holding in their hands not the usual firearms, but balls or pillars in their hands.

I saw them bite the rope with their mouths, wave their hands upwards and throw them out, and in the midst of the fireworks bursting and churning, the heart-rending screams and roars also exploded behind the fence.

Behind them were auxiliary guards carrying bamboo baskets, and then the cover of the moats and the rejection of horses were delivered one after another.

For a while, with the endless hard throwing, the explosions sounded one after another on the inside of the camp, and the defender array, which was about to be in full array, also gave the bombardment to the scattered and unused look.

"It's a fire thunderbolt."

"I can't stop it."

"Nan Reverse Kill is in."

At this time, the white-bladed charge equipped with spurs, under the guidance of the white soldiers holding three-eyed guns and short knives, poured into the northern army camp shrouded in smoke and fire like a tide ready to go.

A moment later, I, who was in the rear of the Chinese army, received a report that the situation had been opened in this camp, and what our army was currently investing in was only the former army headquarters that had been supplemented and strengthened.

In fact, before going out of battle,

"Since it is a battle of shame, it should be the former army."

I said meaningfully to Wang Gui with a complicated expression

"As the saying goes, where you fall, you get it back."

"I will give you all the support and assistance you need to restore the strength of the former army as soon as possible."

"Give me a great start and debut."

Therefore, under the absolute superiority of the former army headquarters, which was the vanguard of the enemy, and the same hatred of the enemy, and the accumulation of momentum, the front enemy camp of about 5 or 6,000 garrisons fell completely with lightning speed;

Of course, the battle isn't over yet.

When the nearby reinforcements hurried over, they were greeted by a dense volley of fierce head-on fire from behind the occupied fortifications that were still flying the original flags, and several regiments of Anton cavalry who had outflanked the flanks and rear, and attacked and bombed in groups of flag guns.

Suddenly, they couldn't care about each other, and they were beaten and interspersed and separated, and in the end, they could only collapse in an uproar in the despair and exhaustion of their morale; And at this moment, the support from the other side is long overdue.

Before they could decide to plunge into the melee, another elite from Huaidong, the dispatch team led by Zhang Xian's Che Battalion, had already cut off their back road like a rock.

After a few more hours, Choi Bang-bi, who had sneaked into the vicinity of Kim Yong City with the defeated rout, also sent back another piece of good news.

When the sky darkened, several enemy bases and defensive formations within a radius of more than ten miles downstream of the river had been uprooted or destroyed.

And my own camp was officially encamped at the site of Kim Yong Cheng and in the relatively well-preserved enemy camp.

That night, in the midst of the regular military meeting and the summary of the battlefield.

"In tomorrow's war, we will continue to use your former military banner as the mainstay."

I was still a little emotional, said Wang Gui, a former military commander.

"I hope to keep up the good work. Cheer with you"

"I am willing to go to the soup for the commander,"

He also responded with some excitement.

"Die for the great cause of Huaidong."

At this moment, I suddenly saw that he had data such as "loyalty + n", "touched and trusted + n", "relationship rose to intimacy", and so on, which was refreshed with a series of invisible commentary voices.