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Chapter 123: Iron Armor

Han Xincheng is only the acropolis of Huai'an, and the widest part of the first half of the main street is only six or seven steps. Fifteen javelins were thrown down the street, and almost none missed. When he landed, he smashed a huge crack in the ranks of the defenders, splitting them into two bloody sections in front and back.

Chen Zhishan still refused to give up, and continued to command at the top of his throat: "Squat down in the first three rows, fourth, fifth, and sixth rows, raise the javelin, twenty steps in front, throw!" ”

"Whoosh!" Fifteen more bright javelins rose into the air with a terrible sound of the wind, paused in mid-air, and plunged headlong into the Yuan soldiers.

"Ahh

There was nothing more demoralizing than seeing his companion lying in front of him and begging for survival and death, and the Yuan soldiers who were swarming forward instinctively stopped and retreated backwards. And those who had already fought with the Red Turban Sabre and Shield Soldiers could no longer get any support and supplementation behind them, and they were soon slaughtered by Wu Liangmou and others.

"Raise your shield and follow me! Step in unison, push! Wu Liangmou wiped the blood on his face, and his voice revealed a bit of madness. It's so enjoyable, it's so enjoyable, it turns out that the battle for power on the battlefield is such a happy thing. No wonder the ancients would say, drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile?

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, how many people came back to fight in ancient times? ! The taste of war is like drinking elixir! Holding the hilt of the sword in your hand, you can deprive the enemy of their lives at will. And those clumsy guys don't have time to parry or fight back. Even if he occasionally slashed in a panic, because of insufficient strength or the wrong way of force, he left a string of sparks on his body in vain. But the spark is far less dazzling than the blood, as long as you chop it down, you can see a panicked soul leap out of the shell, like wildfire in the air to burn, burn, burn!

"Boom!" A spear smashed at him, and he blocked it with his shield and flew out upside down, where he didn't know where to go.

The two unwilling Yuan Jun brand leaders each led a few subordinates, and rushed forward under the cover of the eaves facing the street, trying to give him a left and right flanking attack. The sword and shield soldiers who followed behind Wu Liangmou immediately stepped up and joined the army side by side with their own secretary room to meet the enemy. In the short time of half a pillar of incense after entering the city, Wu joined the army with two cyan shoulder pads, and he had already relied on his martial arts and courage not to lose to anyone, and completely won the respect of the big guys. The sword and shield soldiers are willing to stand with him, protect each other's gaps, live and die together, and go hand in hand!

"Push, push with a shield! There are a lot of people here! Wu Liangmou stood side by side with the six sword and shield soldiers, and loudly gave advice to all the robes. The width of the street is limited, and it is difficult for any formation to exert its effect. However, it is very practical to put the shields in your hands together and enter them like a wall. As long as the enemy forces cannot break through the shield wall, they will not be able to cooperate with each other tactically. And face to face, you slash me hard with a knife, but the person wearing iron armor has no reason to lose to the person wearing leather armor.

Sure enough, as soon as the shield wall was knotted, the two small Yuan troops who rushed forward were immediately blinded. They have been soldiers for a long time, and their personal bravery and combat experience may be far greater than Wu Liangmou and the Red Turban Army beside him. However, in terms of weapons, armor, and overall coordination, it is far inferior. The sword and spear came into contact with the shield wall, leaving only a shallow white mark on the shield. The steel knives behind the shield wall pierced their armor, skin, and muscles with ease, knocking them to the ground one by one, and then stepping on countless iron boots, breaking tendons and fractures.

"Shield wall, shield wall!" More red turban saber and shield soldiers caught up, with Wu Liangmou as the central axis, and made the shield wall wider. In the blink of an eye, the front of the street was completely blocked, like a giant beast that had just woken up, and every piece of scale armor shone with cold light.

"Go up, all the sword and shield soldiers go up, and they will stand up to the back of Wu and the army!" Chen De, who came up, shouted to help. Although he is also a newcomer to the battlefield, his exposure to the military camp since he was a child has made him know what is the best choice at this time.

"Go up and protect the back of Wu Senjun!" Yi Hammer, the centurion of the sword and shield soldiers, shouted loudly, raised the iron-faced jujube shield, and pushed it on the back of the front row of robes, helping the other party.

The layers of shield walls took shape quickly, cumbersome, but incomparably solid. Feathered arrows, spears, and steel knives were helpless against this iron wall of shields. And as long as Wu Liangmou and the others pushed forward side by side, they could make the Mengyuan soldiers who were in the way retreat. If you stab from behind the shield, you will harvest a corpse.

The role that a single person can play is instantly compressed to a minimum, and cooperation and discipline have become the key to determining victory or defeat. Several Mengyuan soldiers, who were pushed back one after another, accidentally stepped on the corpse of their own robes and staggered to the ground. The shield wall, which was slowly moving forward, pushed past their bodies without pause, and then continued slowly forward, unnoticed.

Death suddenly became a very simple thing. It's so simple that you can't even hear the cry of dying. The shield wall that slowly pushed forward was so cold that it didn't take any life. The sword light that kept coming out from behind the shield wall turned into the teeth of the beast. Every time it shines, it's flesh and blood.

Human blood trickled down the surface of the shield wall, and was basked by the morning sun, and soon layers of pink mist rose. Yingying is around, flickering and fainting, like a group of sad souls, struggling and unwilling to leave the world.

In the depths of this strange mist, javelins are constantly being projected. When encountering a large number of Yuan soldiers, they will be smashed to pieces. When encountering a small group of stubborn ones, shoot the bravest of them to the ground first. Then hand the rest to the shield wall, pushing them backwards and staggering back, or turning and fleeing, or falling and being trampled into meat sauce by iron boots!

It was only half a pillar of incense, and the long street of 680 steps was bulldozed by one-half. Blood flowed like a stream along the sides of the street. The hastily assembled defenders were pushed down in waves, and retreated in panic wave after wave, and no one could do anything about the shield wall.

It was not until near the yamen of the Municipal Exchange Office in the center of the city that the decline of the defenders eased slightly. The streets here were suddenly widened several times, and the vestibule of the Municipal Exchange Office, which was specially built to show the prestige of the government and facilitate the loading of tax money, provided more room for the defenders to maneuver. The retreating Mengyuan soldiers, under the command of a thousand commanders of the Han army, regrouped and arranged into a huge phalanx. Hundreds of archers climbed onto the roofs on both sides of the mansion, condescendingly, and shot a rain of arrows at the slowly advancing shield wall.

"Ding, ding, dang, dang" Wu Liangmou's helmet and shoulder, at least five more arrows. Although he failed to break the armor, it made him pale with nervousness. The brethren around him and around him were also annoyed by the arrows that fell from the sky. He had to raise his shield diagonally in case a stray arrow hit his unobstructed eye and lost his life in a daze.

At this point, the progress of the shield wall finally came to a standstill. The defenders, who were pushed back by the shield wall, quickly disengaged from the Red Turban Army under the cover of feather arrows. completely let go of the first half of the long street, and trotted to join the Mengyuan army in front of the Municipal Relocation Department.

"Two horizontal columns!" Glancing forward, Wu Liangmou decisively gave the order to change the formation.

He now feels more and more like a general, and when he gives an order casually, the people around him can execute it without hesitation, and execute it in a good way. With such an army, who is not fun to command?! It's a bit more expensive, one exercise a day, three meals are full. And Emperor Mengyuan's guards are only a small exercise for three days, a big exercise for half a month, and they also have to bring their own dry food!

was just proud, but suddenly heard Chen De shouting not far behind him: "Wu joins the army, Wu joins the army, hurry up, hurry up and stop the team." There is the Iron Army on the opposite side, and there is the Iron Army on the opposite side! ”

"Ironclad?!" Wu Liangmou raised the steel knife that had been cut out of the gap into the air, and motioned to the brothers around him to form a formation in place and not to continue forward. At the same time, a gaze poked out from under the shield and watched carefully.

I saw that the enemy army on the opposite side was in the center, and slowly met a group of strong men wrapped in iron armor. Each was eight and a half feet tall, and carried a glittering axe in his hand, like a fierce god.

"Change formation, six columns! Six columns! Wu Liangmou's scalp suddenly went numb, and he shouted hoarsely. Heavy armor axe soldiers, in the small Han Xin City, there is actually a heavy armor axe soldier. It was the legendary Cun Zài who could confront the Mongol Iron Cavalry head-on, and today, it actually emerged from the Hanxin City Yi Office.

"Spearmen on the wings of the sword and shield soldiers!" At the critical moment, spearman centurion Xu Yi decisively gave the order. With just a few dozen sword and shield soldiers, they will definitely not be able to withstand the heavy armored axe soldiers who are coming at them. Although the number of opponents is only about seventy or eighty, it is comparable to the scale of the left saber and shield soldiers.

"Wu joined the army and retreated, and the first row was handed over to me!" Yi Hammer, the centurion of the sword and shield soldiers, squeezed forward from the back row and used his ass to push Wu Liang to the second row for a living. He didn't like to fight for power, so when he fought in the wind before, he didn't mind Wu Liangmou commanding the sword and shield soldiers for him. And now that it's time to really work hard, he stands at the forefront of the entire 100-man team. This is the honor of the centurion, and it is also the tradition of the entire Left Army.

"Wu joins the army and retreats!"

"Wu joins the army, you can command it later!"

"Wu joins the army and is a civilian official! Leave the hard work to us! ”

Before the official battle with the heavy armored axe soldiers on the opposite side, the brand leaders in the sword and shield soldiers used their shoulders and buttocks to squeeze Wu Liangmou backwards layer by layer. Everyone's strength is very huge, and everyone is squeezed to the fullest.

"You, you, what are you going to do?!" Wu Liangmou protested loudly with red eyes, but to no avail. The brothers who had been obedient to him became restless, and no one would let him stand before him.

It wasn't until his body was completely squeezed into the last row that someone smiled at him and whispered comfortingly, "Just stand here and ignore them." They are all rough people and can't speak. Our governor once explained that when there is a war, the scholar must be placed at the end of the line! ”