The ice melted away, and it was supposed to be the time when everything recovered, but a cold spring made spring cold. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe grass had just started to sprout and was soon trampled into the muddy water by a large bare foot. On a larger scale, the meadows that spread across the mountains are all the same fate.

As the stampede progressed, further ahead, the marks of horses' hooves stretched rapidly forward until they reached a relatively empty flat ground in front of them. The grass had been trampled over, but now it was no longer ravaged, for the strange two-legged beasts stood in formation, barely moving.

Scouts came and went, constantly reporting the distance of the enemy in front of them. The strong bull sat straddling the rhinoceros's back and looked calmly ahead. There are clouds in the sky, and the grass is slightly green from afar, and it should soon be dyed red.

No one has ever experienced such a big war, so no one has a bottom in their hearts. There are conservative estimates of 200,000 people on the other side. But behind him were a pitiful fifteen thousand. It's not that there aren't more soldiers, but after the deduction of the General Staff, the vanguard can only put so many people.

Because the other side was an unorganized rabble, and no one on the dynasty's side dared to say that they could be defeated, the General Staff adopted the combat idea of layer-by-layer interception and carried out a four-layer strategic arrangement.

The first layer of interception is that the vanguard troops will first confront the opponent in the open space on the south side of Osawa and kill some of the enemy. After that, the troops retreated to the north bank of the Taijiang River and handed over to the naval forces in the Taijiang River for the second layer of interception. Since some of the migratory sections of the river could be crossed without boats, barbarians without boats could also cross the Taijiang River, and the third interception was the spinning thread established in the southwest of the Chinese territory. This is the place where the entire battlefield is most tightly arranged and has the largest military strength. If this is still broken, the fourth layer of resistance may have to be within the Huaxia territory, so that the villages will organize warriors to come out and fight the enemy hand-to-hand.

If the battle progresses to the fourth stage, Huaxia's losses will be very serious. Not to mention casualties, first of all, spring plowing will basically be delayed, and secondly, farmland, roads and even some villages may be damaged. If things really come to this point, many villages may have to retreat into the royal city and the nest city, and wait for the king to come back and figure out a way.

Zhuang Niu did not want these people to flood across the Taijiang River, so he brought the most elite group of men to the vanguard side, and he himself arrived here, hoping to defeat the enemy here. But thinking that the other party can deal with one of them with more than a dozen people, thinking about it is not an easy thing to know.

Half a day later, the enemy finally came and appeared in everyone's field of vision. The people in front of them seemed to be a little stunned, so they paused, and as more and more people appeared in sight, they seemed to gather enough courage, so they shouted and rushed this way. The number of people is overwhelming.

Excluding the factor of numbers, Zhuang Niu looked at the rushing enemy and silently calculated the distance: five hundred meters, this distance will they lose their strength when they run, right?

"Stay in formation!" He shouted. The centurion repeated his orders one by one. The team did not move.

Three hundred meters, there doesn't seem to be any feeling of slowing down over there.

At 200 meters, the speed slowed down a bit.

A hundred meters, the enemy's face can be seen. Zhuang Niu ordered: "Prepare the archers!" ”

Countless strong bows were rounded, and the arrows pointed towards the sky. When the enemy rushed past fifty meters, the order was given to release arrows, which were like flying locusts.

At a distance of fifty meters, two arrows were fired from this side, and the enemy rushed to the front of the formation. The enemy is not afraid of death, and the number is endless, and here combined with shields and spears, they fight desperately. On the front line, there was soon a sea of corpses and blood.

The strong bull sat on the back of the rhinoceros and watched the battle in front of him, looking at the surging enemies, and seemed to see something called a gap. Although there were many enemies, although they were not afraid of death, they did not break through the line and break into the formation. This seems like an opportunity? Thinking like this, Zhuang Niu really ordered the drum to be beaten, no longer stubborn, and the whole army rushed forward!

The drums roared, the warriors at the front of the line struggled forward with their shields, and the pikemen behind stabbed the enemy in every gap, blood splashed, and the flesh under their feet was covered with a thick layer, and each foot seemed to be extremely slippery. However, after gritting his teeth and walking out of the shield for ten steps, the front suddenly lightened, and the flesh and blood in front of the shield were gone, and one enemy after another ran towards them in front. The shieldmen laughed, raised their shields and swung their swords at the enemy in front of them, and before they could kill them, the spearmen behind had already run ahead of them and stabbed the enemy down.

"Cooperate! Cooperate! The ten captains shouted in a dumb voice while fighting.

The Huaxia Army wants to pay attention to cooperative combat, and the most taboo is to go it alone, and the smallest combination is also a three-person team combining guns, shields and bows, so you can't lose these at this time. lest something go wrong.

Amid the shouts of the leaders, the troops who rushed out slowed down, or three or five, or a dozen or so, and slashed forward together.

On the other side, Zhuang Niu also led a small number of cavalry to start and began to break through into the enemy group.

It's hard to describe what the enemy looks like in front of you. They were basically thin, with only a few animal skins on their bodies, and they were both men, women, and children on the battlefield. Their weapons were various stone and bone tools, some with iron tools, but others with wooden sticks. The man with such a poor armament shouted something in his mouth, but rushed towards him with a scream.

The bull slashed and killed no less than ten people in a single rush, and many were knocked away by the little rhinoceros, but these enemies seemed endless. Those who have no hope seem to have no other way out than to fight hard, so even if they die, there is no escape.

After a few back and forth, the battlefield was flooded by these people, except for the cavalry, who could still maintain the formation, the other brigades had been broken up into squads, and it was long time impossible to distinguish between you and me.

Seeing that there was still a steady stream of enemies, the scalp of the strong cow was numb, but there was nothing he could do. If these people fight to the death and do not retreat, although their more than 10,000 casualties are smaller, they will be exhausted sooner or later, so will they be entangled like this? He suddenly felt that the advance ahead seemed to be a bit reckless, but at this time, it was too late to even withdraw his troops. The two sides are entangled together, where can they be recovered? As for the tactic of slashing and killing a wave here and then retreating to the north shore, I am afraid that there is no way to implement it. If you can't collect troops, how can you retreat?

At this time, Zhuang Niu did the only thing he could do, commanding the cavalry to intercept and kill the enemy who arrived on the battlefield later. So the cavalry turned around and built a barrier outside the main battlefield, strangling the enemy who came from behind. In the hope that the soldiers in the main battlefield can kill the enemies who poured in several times as many as themselves in the early stage.

After slashing and slaughtering like this for half a day, it should have been past noon, the cavalry and horses were already scarce, and there seemed to be an enemy pouring in behind. The battlefield was like a flesh mill, and I don't know how many casualties there were.

Zhuang Niu gathered the cavalry together, ready to Mingjin to collect the troops to see if the team could be withdrawn, at this time, someone suddenly came to report, the enemy's rear team, there were tall beast cavalry appeared. Zhuang Niu was taken aback, and hurriedly went up a slope to check, and saw that there was a flag waving in the distance, and there was really a tall beast riding close in the haze.

"Is this the elite of the barbarians?" As soon as Zhuang Niu thought of this possibility, he immediately asked the tired cavalry to regroup their ranks so that they could meet the enemy and fight them. The cavalry was already tired, and knowing that the enemy's elite had only arrived, they gritted their teeth and mounted their horses, and went into battle miserably.

While preparing here, there were a few horsemen in the distance who were speeding towards the side of the strong bull handsome banner, and those people shouted from afar: "The king is back, where is the strong general?" ”

The people on Zhuangniu's side recognized that it was a sailor who went south with Wang Chuan, and when they heard that the king had returned, their grief and indignation turned into excitement. As the team approached in the distance, everyone saw that the flag was the king's dragon flag, and their morale couldn't help but be stronger. The cry of "The King is back" quickly moved from the edge of the battlefield into the main battlefield, muffling out the previous slashing sounds.

There were four giant eagles flying over the battlefield, and everyone recognized that it was the king's eagle, and in the midst of slashing, it seemed that there was endless courage.

Soon after, Wang Chuan appeared on a hill with elephant cavalry, and the dragon flag was unfurled.

Zhuang Niu rode a little rhinoceros forward, and saw that among the hundreds of elephant cavalry, there was a golden elephant at the head, and it was not Wang Chuan or anyone sitting on it. Next to the tiger, the tiger driver and so on also changed to ride on the elephant one by one. The king of horses, tigers, and the like, together with warriors that everyone didn't know, gathered beside them. As the strong bull approached, Wang Chuan's mount suddenly raised his nose and grinned at him, and above his nose, he still held a wooden shield. Recognizing that it was a baby elephant, the strong bull was a little more excited than seeing Wang Chuan. The king really found the baby elephant, and the baby elephant became so powerful.

Zhuang Niu gave a military salute and briefly reported the battle situation.

Wang Chuan said: "You did a good job. It's just that this momentum is a little too small, why don't you use some of the bombs I gave you? ”