Chapter 176 Cone Formation and Glaive Formation

Xiangyang Lake Water Village, the right arm of Che Yinguo on the head of the city is also hung with color, and now both arms are hanging on the neck, and the neck of the fall is extremely heavy. But his mood was lighter than ever.

Because before the second fall of the city walls, reinforcements finally came. He saw that the Maitreya Sect army was already in chaos behind the formation, and the Zhennan infantry army wearing blue armor was like a dragon-slaying treasure knife, slashing fiercely on the back of the mad monster of the Maitreya Sect army.

Although Qin Lei had more than a thousand black-armored cavalry under his command, they were used to save their lives, so naturally they would not be easily scattered. The rest of the 10,000 infantry troops naturally couldn't invade like fire, so they simply lined up their military formations and attacked the Maitreya army steadily.

When the formation of 10,000 infantry appeared in the rear of the Maitreya army. The two Dharma Protectors, who were heavily protected and wrapped in several layers of armor and were wrapped in iron lumps, were reported.

Turning his head with great difficulty, he looked at the situation behind him, and a king with only his eyes exposed, said to another guy who didn't even show his eyes: "Without the white-clothed demons, these Zhennan troops have nothing to be afraid of." ”

There was a buzzing sound in the tin can, and after talking for a long time, the king of a pair of eyes didn't understand anything, and reached out to push the protective surface in front of the tin can's forehead, revealing a fat face that was squeezed by the helmet and deformed. The king of the iron cans took a few breaths of fresh air, but he was dizzy from the smell of corpses permeating the battlefield, and coughed vigorously for a while before he gasped: "Brother Zhao, the more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes." It is said that Xiangyang and Fancheng are surrounded by the Zhennan army, why didn't His Majesty the Emperor let us go back to rescue the driver, but let us fight this water village? ”

After a pause, he snorted again: "More than 200,000 of the most loyal and brave Dahua soldiers were buried two-thirds in this broken place, what does the emperor think?" "Feelings: This is still a king who has deep feelings for the Maitreya religion.

The King of One Eyes was not so real, he patted the head of the King of the Iron Can, and whispered, "Brother Xian, haven't you seen it yet?" Our Dahua is almost over, and having done this one, it can be regarded as a dedication to Dahuaren. Let's go away and fly high, anyway, we won't be able to eat all the gold, silver and jewelry in a few lifetimes. ”

The tin can stared at the king with a pair of eyes for a long time, and just when the king of two eyes wanted to open his mouth to persuade him again, the tin can spoke: "Okay." After speaking, he said with a sad face: "Is our country really going to end?" ”

A pair of eyes couldn't stand his fake appearance the most, so he didn't want to look at him anymore, and turned his gaze to the battlefield behind him. This look shocked him and made him cry out. The tin can hurriedly looked back, and was so frightened that he fell into the chariot, and the heavy armor almost smashed a hole in the board.

Not only them, but all the Maitreya cultists on the battlefield gasped in unison. It's not that the Zhennan Army suddenly turned into a blue-faced and fanged demon, but that they saw a person! A white-robed young man with a big barbed iron bump in his hand!

Although there was no horseback riding this time, everyone groaned from the bottom of their hearts: White-clothed Man-Eater! He really didn't know how to use knives and guns, he was obviously hit by an arrow in the morning, and he was carried back half-dead, but in the evening, he appeared alive on the other side of the battlefield, and it seemed that he had changed to a large mallet......

The morale that had risen to the peak because of the injury to the white-clothed demon fell back to the trough in the moment before the two sides came into contact.

Unlike previous raids, this time in the wilderness, there is no trick to come. The Zhennan Army set up a cone formation, the cone formation required that the forward must be sharp and fast, the two wings should be strong and powerful, and the elite forward could attack the enemy in a narrow frontal position, break through and cut the enemy's formation, and expand the results of the battle on both wings, which is a formation that emphasizes offensive breakthroughs.

The one who served as the extremely important sharpness was the five hundred pioneers led by Zhang Sigou. It is still the classic formation of the Zhennan Army in which the pikemen charge ahead, the shield soldiers defend on the side, and the spearmen wander behind the spearmen.

But it was not them who were the first to attack, but the two thousand archers who fell behind the battle, these archers were the essence of the Eastern Road Infantry Army, each of them could shoot two stone hard bows. In the last night attack on Maicheng, because it was dark, the effect of the bow and arrow was not good, so Qin Lei simply did not send them into battle. Later, they ran for hundreds of miles, but they didn't shoot a single bow and arrow, which really suffocated them.

"Throw!" Under the command of the Captain of Archery, the archers lined up in five rows, all standing in a T-shape, with their waists back.

"Ready!" Everyone holds the bow in their left hand and takes the arrow in their right hand, and the arrow tip is stuck on the string, and the arrow passes through the tiger's mouth in the left hand, and the body of the arrow is attached to the bow. The leaders of the old soldiers adjusted the elevation angle of their bows and arrows according to their distance from the enemy. The soldiers around them just had to do it.

"Control!" The archers stretched out their left arms and pulled the bowstrings back with their right hands, and the two thousand hard bows were all in the shape of a full moon - ready to fire!

"Shoot!" With the roar of the captain, two thousand right hands were released at the same time, and two thousand extremely sharp wolf-tooth arrows rushed into the sky together. The sergeant of the Forward Battalion only felt a darkness above his head, and knew that the brothers of the Divine Bow Battalion were starting to go berserk. Sure enough, the next moment, two thousand long arrows that had already fallen appeared in their sight. The soldiers involuntarily held their breath as they watched the rain of fatal arrows fall on the enemy formation.

These Maitreya troops basically have no piece of armor, and even if they do, they are also rough and unbearable leather armor, and they can't stop the rain of arrows falling from the sky, and suddenly countless people fall to the ground with arrows, and the formation is chaotic. The rain of arrows fell in waves, turning the 20,000 people who pounced on them on their backs, wailing all over the field for a while, and the scene was unbearable.

If it weren't for the fact that these people had been in the mountain of corpses and blood for a month, I am afraid that they would have been frightened and fled in all directions. Countless of their companions who have died under the bow have told them with their lives that if they retreat in this situation, they will die even worse! Therefore, the Maitreya Sect army did not turn around and run away, but rushed towards the front of the Zhennan army even more desperately.

When the two sides were less than ten feet apart, the rain of arrows finally stopped. Before the Maitreya disciples could breathe a sigh of relief, rows of swarthy bayonets flew straight out of the Zhennan military formation, slashing through the shortest trajectory in the air, and stabbing the hundreds of cathar soldiers who rushed to the front to the ground in the blink of an eye. Immediately blocked the enemy's offensive. In a short distance of ten zhang, the spear throwers threw all five bayonets on their bodies, and the formation of the Maitreya Sect army was scattered.

It wasn't until he could see the eye droppings in the other party's eyes that Zhang Sigou, who had been holding the team, shouted: "Enter!" "The white-knuckle battle finally began, and countless spears were stabbed out in unison, stabbing countless frightened Maitreya disciples.

With each step, the sergeants shouted in unison, and at the same time handed out their spears in unison, stabbing the opposing enemy to the ground. One more step forward, another shout, another shot! This goes on and on, taking at least 100 lives each time. Even if there are lucky people who rush to the front of the battle desperately, they will be held up and chopped off by the sword and shield soldiers, and they will not pose a threat.

These 500 warriors formed the front part of the blade, and there was a white-robed young general, holding an eighty-eight pound of iron thistle terrestris bones, shabu, dragging, hanging, smashing, covering, beating, clouding, and rushing, wantonly unfolding, marking the front of the body as hell on earth, as long as someone dares to enter, they will be immediately swept away like a defeat, or smashed like a melon. For a while, no one dared to follow his lead.

In the blink of an eye, under the leadership of Chu Qianjun, the five hundred pioneers were like a wedge, forcibly inserted into the pale and weak Maitreya Sect army formation. The heavily armored Mo knife men who followed on both wings danced the heavy Mo knives in their hands, and with each slash, they could chop the enemies who intended to fight back under the knives, making people dare not approach. They further expanded and consolidated the wounds that the vanguard had broken. It is with the timely follow-up of these cornerstones in the formation that the striker team can unscrupulously break forward and advance again! and not to worry about being cut off by the lone army.

This kind of shocking scene made Qin Lei, who was watching the battle behind the battle, tremble, and he said loudly to Qin Youcai on the side: "The trapping camp of the Three Kingdoms Gaoshun is nothing more than that, right?" ”

Qin Youcai said with a smile: "If they also cut melons and vegetables like this against the Southern Chu barbarians, then they will really be in the camp." ”

Qin Lei laughed and said: "You are talented and modest, and you can see that it is skillful in cooperation, orderly in attack and defense, and the regulations are not chaotic at all." There are fierce generals leading it, and the power is really extraordinary. How many armies in the world can compete with? ”

Qin Youcai said with a straight face: "Lord Qiyu, the reason for the skillful cooperation is because they have been together for a long time, and the training is strict. In this regard, the world's major armies are not inferior. The offense and defense are organized because the opponent can't put enough pressure on them. As for the fierce general, he was no match for a burst of crossbow fire. ”

After a pause, seeing that Qin Lei was listening carefully, he said in an accentuated tone: "Lord Wang, don't underestimate the strong army in the world. It is not the end of the year to destroy his own prestige and grow the ambition of others. Our Eastern Road Infantry Army is ranked in the top ten at most in Daqin, and there must be a tie. If you look at China, it would be good to be in the top 20. ”

Qin Lei knew that since ancient times, there was no first martial arts and no second, if the strength was about the same, Qin Youcai would never accept this soft one. Only then did he put away his contempt for the heroes of the world, and said with a sneer: "Let's talk about the future later, let's enjoy it now." ”

Qin Youcai was rare to be serious for a while, and at this time, he naturally smiled and said, "It's time for the prince to train his troops." "This time to suppress bandits, he is basically a closed-mouthed staff officer, and only when Qin Lei makes a mistake, will he quietly remind two sentences. More often, it plays the role of a set of errands and miscellaneous.

Qin Lei also knew that the opportunity was rare, so he took over the command of the team. So far, everything hasn't been bad. Of course, he also knows that this kind of asymmetrical battle does not reflect his true level.

Fortunately, Lone only needs to know the soldiers, and it is the generals who really fight. Qin Lei comforted himself.

There is no way to consider how much of a role the name of 'White-Clad Devourer' played in this battle. But this name used in the Jiangdong region to scare children into crying at night in the future did make all the Maitreya disciples who were against Chu Qianjun weak in their hands and feet, and the six gods had no master, and they had never fought each other, so the ten stops of combat power went to the six stops first.

Unconsciously, the forward team led by Chu Qianjun had approached less than twenty zhang away from the two Dharma Protector Kings.

At this time, the Maitreya cultists who were besieging the city also retreated, and after protecting the two main generals, they rushed frantically towards the aggressive eastern infantry army. These believers who have been able to persist until now have been completely brainwashed by the Maitreya Sect, and they completely believe in the set of fallacies and heresies made up by Gong Liangyu, so they are not afraid of death at all. Even after a month of mental torture, I faintly had the idea of dying early and surpassing life early, and dying late and suffering more.

The pressure on the wings increased dramatically, and even the strikers' attacks were sluggish. Qin Lei, who was standing on the train, sank like water, and didn't look at Qin Youcai, who was a little anxious on the side, and shouted to the flag officer: "Change the formation of the moon!" ”

The flag officer was horrified in his heart: You must know that the pressure on the two wings is too great at this time, and it is only right to change to a ring formation to shrink the defense, and resist the enemy's three-plate axe. And this prince, who doesn't know whether he will be able to command, actually wants to use the glaive formation, which emphasizes the attack on both wings and is more dangerous than the cone formation, will not play everyone to death, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly glanced at Qin Youcai, and when he saw Qin Youcai lowering his eyelids, he swallowed his saliva and put away the conical flag in his hand. He pulled out a command flag from behind his back, held it in his hand, and shook it vigorously, and the crescent moon on the flag appeared in front of a team of strong drummers behind him. Eight drums were beaten together, and the majestic sound of the drums resounded throughout the battlefield and reached everyone's ears. These drummers don't know what the formation is, they just know that every time they change the flag, they have to beat a fixed drum beat according to the pattern on it, so they don't have so many troubles.

The soldiers on the battlefield were so engrossed in the fight to the death that the slightest negligence would kill them on the spot. So I didn't have time to pay attention to the situation on the field, and when I heard the familiar drumbeat, I reflexively acted.

The forward team, which had been stubbornly advancing forward, slowly stopped, the shield hand pushed to the front, the Pak sword soldiers protected on both sides, and the pikemen hid behind the formation and kept stabbing the spears in their hands, blocking the Maitreya cultists who were trying to rush up and fight on the periphery, and did not approach.

And in the cone formation, the two wings that had been suppressed all the time unleashed all their combat power. The heavily armored Mo sword soldier no longer cared about the sword handed by the enemy, and danced the Mo knife in his hand frantically, and the number and strength of the slash instantly doubled.

In the battle of asymmetrical strength between the two sides, the effect of this method of full power and violence is particularly obvious, and it is five zhang away in the blink of an eye. As soon as he entered and slowed, the two wings of the moon wheel, which had been a little tight, became the main attacker, throwing all the pressure to the forward team that was already located in the recess of the crescent.

Once the thousands of tyrannical Mo knives were liberated, the lethality that erupted was countless times that of the cone array. The whole formation is like a crab's big pincers, clamping the enemy tightly and smashing it, but in the middle, it has to withstand the enemy's explosion before death. In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive positions on the two wings and in the middle were shifted. The Maitreya cultists were squeezed and rushed to the center, and all the pressure was concentrated on the original forward team at once. Chu Qianjun, who is the arrow of the vanguard, has also become the one who is under the most pressure in the entire battle.

didn't have time to think about whether it was King Longjun who was taking revenge on his disrespect before going into battle, Chu Qianjun was occupied by the endless Maitreya disciples. He had to muster up his spirit and dance the durian head in his hand like a meteor in order to shoot all the enemies who pounced on him from three sides.

From Qin Lei's point of view, he could clearly see that poor Xiao Chu was like a reef in a stormy wave, repeatedly impacted, and even submerged in the tide wave after wave many times, but after a while, the tide receded, and the reef was stubbornly exposed.

Fortunately, the experienced Zhang Sigou had already anticipated this, and ordered the team's formation to shrink as much as possible to increase the thickness of the formation, and sent people to take turns to guard both sides for Chu Qianjun, which barely stabilized the formation.

Zhang Sigou knew that as long as he held here, the lethality of the entire formation would be brought into full play. When the pressure on me is relaxed, the enemy will be completely defeated. He secretly observed the situation in the next field, and shouted to Chu Qianjun: "Now that the whole army is looking at you, hold on for another quarter of an hour!" We've won! ”

Chu Qianjun is the lifeline of this battle formation, as long as he can hold on, the forward team can hold on, and the lethality of the wings can also be played unscrupulously.

A sense of happiness of being trusted and relied on came to his heart, and Chu Qianjun felt that the fatigue and pain on his body had been swept away. The wolf howl, which was not like a human voice, danced the big durian in his hand so much that the water could not enter, and suddenly the formation that was already a little stormy was as solid as a rock again.

The two people on the chariot after the formation had long since lost their initial ease of relaxation, and watched the further development of the battle with nervous expressions. Qin Lei had already quietly gestured and ordered the black-armored cavalry to be ready to attack at any time. As long as the battle formation has the potential to collapse, he will not hesitate to throw it into it and pull the battle back up. No longer think about what casualties there are.