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Chapter 62: A Bitter Battle

"The Tartars who came this time are indeed very powerful, according to Ivan, they are the personal guards of the Tartar Emperor, if we win them, there will be no enemy in the world who will be our opponent anymore!" Just when He Zuo vowed to strangle the Red Turban Army in front of him in a seedling state, Zhu Bayi also gathered the commanders and centurions under his command together for the final mobilization.

The tactical adjustments that everyone can think of have been adjusted together. The bodies of the dead and the light and heavy colors of the wounded were also dragged to the back mountain and handed over to the auxiliaries for placement. Together with the horse traps, which had not worked before, auxiliary troops were sent to dig again according to the cavalry's attack and evacuation routes. This time, the trap was dug finer and deeper, and some tattered shrapnel and weapon wreckage were picked up in front of the position and thrown in the most dense location of the horses' hoof. In the hope of giving the enemy an unexpected surprise.

"Yes!" Wu Twenty-two, Liu Ziyun, Xu Hongsan, Xu Da, Wang Dapang and others solemnly clasped their fists and responded in unison. However, the morale of the group was not very high. Especially Wu Twenty-two, the commander of the soldiers, obviously had a weak heart in his voice. In the battle just now, the sword and shield soldiers under his command suffered more than two and a half percent casualties, and the spearmen who followed behind the sword and shield soldiers also lost more than two percent. And the corpses left by the opponent in front of the position, the total number added up to just over one hundred and seventy people. It's only a little bit more than the Red Turban Army's side, and in a certain way, it's equivalent to a life for a life.

There were more than 3,000 enemy troops at the foot of the mountain, and only 1,000 and a half of their own robes behind the wall of the car. Moreover, there are more than 400 of them who are auxiliary soldiers who are trained only once every five days, and their combat effectiveness is basically equal to zero.

Even if the auxiliaries are counted, according to the current casualty exchange ratio between the enemy and us, the future of the Red Turban Army is not very bright. All the soldiers have fought out, and the enemy army can still have at least 1,000 left, and they can still push away all the gold and silver, copper ingots and iron that everyone has worked so hard to collect.

"A-people, A-people came from afar, there were no auxiliaries to follow, and they didn't carry war materials!" Seeing that the general's face was not right, Ivanov jumped up and emphasized in very blunt words, "Those chain balls in their hands will be thrown away soon." Then all they could do was jump off their horses and storm the wall on foot. Once we drag them to that point, we're going to win. The formation is too sparse, and a strong attack is equivalent to looking for death. If the formation is too dense, our grenades will explode in a big area! ”

"Hehehe" Seeing the appearance of the veteran ruffian with his teeth and claws, the dark clouds on the faces of the generals finally dissipated a little, and they opened their mouths and laughed loudly. Soon, however, their laughter was choked back into their throats, and a dull drum beat of "knock, knock" was clinging to the ground, shaking everyone's feet slightly. The Tartars went on the offensive again, and this time, they threw in more soldiers, more horses.

"Prepare for battle!" Zhu Eighty-one didn't have time to boost morale, picked up the smashed shield and jumped up, and took the lead in rushing to the car wall. "After this battle, I will charter the best tavern in Xuzhou City and invite you, let's not get drunk and go home!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Wu Twenty-two opened his throat and responded, picked up his shield, and quickly blocked in front of Zhu Eighty-one. Together with the pro-soldiers Qi Baldzi, Zhang Goudan and others, to prevent the owner of his family from continuing to move closer to the car wall.

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Liu Ziyun, Xu Hongsan, Xu Da, and Wang Dapang also jumped up and ran to their respective positions. In a hurry, it was like rushing to a luxurious banquet that I had never seen before.

Zhu Eighty-one went around twice and failed to get around the human wall, so he had to shake his head and turn around and walk towards the spearmen. At this time, Ivanov secretly followed, and whispered in his ear: "Governor, send someone, send a few people to the stream behind and build the pontoon bridge!" ”

"What?!" The drumming from outside was getting higher and higher, and it was getting more and more heart-wrenching, and the guide Zhu Eighty-one couldn't hear the other party's words clearly, so he was stunned and turned back in surprise.

"Build a pontoon bridge, just in case" The veteran ruffian blushed once, lowered his head, and was like a gnat.

"Didn't you just say that as long as the Tartars dismount and attack, we will win?!" Zhu Eighty-one was stunned again, and his hand slowly stretched out to the handle of the knife at his waist.

The veteran ruffian Ivan immediately took two steps back and explained with a blank face, "I, I mean just in case. In case, in case the brethren don't make it to that time.,"

"Get out!" Zhu Eighty-one pointed the tip of his knife at his nose and shouted loudly, "What should you do, what to do, if you dare to disturb our army's heart again"

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare! Enemy, enemy attack has begun, be careful! The old ruffian took a few more steps backwards like a rabbit, and ran towards the grenadiers, never to turn back.

"Damn it!" A shadow surged in Zhu Bayi's heart, and he scolded hatefully. Raise your legs and run a few steps high, turn around, and look down on the entire battlefield.

The enemy's cavalry had already begun to increase, still starting from about two hundred paces to the right of the wall, and moving in an arc towards the front of the wall. This time, however, their teams were more spread out, with each wave spaced more apart. Each wave of cavalry participating in the battle has also changed from a team of 100 people to a group of about 30 people, and the cavalry are separated from each other by a small half zhang, urging the degree of the war horse more and more urgently, and urging more and more urgently.

"Boom!" The enemy's cavalry was still a hundred steps away from the car wall, and the artillery controlled by Huang Ergou shot iron projectiles first, sweeping under the bellies of several war horses like a whirlwind, bringing up dazzling red light.

Another ricocheting, this second boy of the Huang family moved much slower than his father and brother, but his luck was surprisingly good. The ricochet formed this time directly overturned the three war horses, and the whole wave of cavalry that followed followed was a mess.

"Grenadier! Shoot! Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Ziyun quickly pressed down the short sword. Five small improvised trebuchets and five iron-clad grenades smashed out in the direction of the cavalry.

The range of the trebuchet's attack is at least five times farther than the grenadier's arm. As soon as the cavalry regained its strength, it was smashed by a grenade. "Boom!" "Boom!" Two grenades exploded in the air, the other two were muted by the violent concussions they landed, and one suddenly exploded under the feet of the cavalry as they were overwhelmed. Four fragments flew high in all directions, stabbing a bloody hole in the stomach of the other two war horses, screaming and killing them instantly.

The cavalry on horseback was stunned, and before he could get up, the next wave of Argentines flew in. The horse's hooves stamped across their chests and sent them straight into the Ghost Gate.

"Boom!" The artillery controlled by the boss of the Huang family also fired a solid bullet. Slammed into the chest of a cavalryman, piercing him through. The projectile, which was not running out of trend, struck a horse in the front leg again with fragments of internal organs. smashed the horse with a scream, and threw it more than half a foot away with its owner. Immediately, it was trampled by countless horses' hooves and turned into a pile of soft red mud!

"That's all! Explode! Blow him up! Blow them up hard! "The auxiliaries who were not ordered to participate in the battle behind the temporary position, under the organization of Wang Dapang, opened their throats and cheered loudly for their brothers. However, what made them slightly disappointed was that whether it was the artillery operated by the Huang brothers or the grenadier under the command of Liu Ziyun, it was very troublesome to operate. Before the second round of projectiles could be reloaded, the two waves of cavalry in front and behind had already converged, leaving behind their killed and wounded accomplices, and once again lunged towards the wall of the car.

"Sixty steps ahead of the right, armor-piercing cone-shoot!" The voice of the archer centurion Xu Da rang out, and it was obviously much more crisp than the previous round of fighting. Hearing his order, the archers, who were still largely intact, raised their bows and shot the armor-piercing cone into the air at a sixty-degree angle.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" The white feathered arrow swept a distance of 90 meters and slammed into the enemy's head. The seven Amen who rushed to the front pushed off their mounts at the same time.

One of the horses that rushed to the second row, along with his owner on his back, was hit by at least six armor-piercing cones. Both men and horses staggered and staggered as if they were drunk. Suddenly surrounded by the war horse that rushed up from behind, he turned in a circle and fell down with a bang. Immediately, he was trampled by the horse's hooves and his flesh flew sideways.

"Forty steps in front of the right, armor-piercing cone-shoot!" The lunge centurion Xu Da didn't even look at it, and just by the sound of horses' hooves in his ears, he judged the most dense position of the enemy's cavalry. commanded his archers, and started a second round of feathered arrow interception.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" More than ninety armor-piercing cones tore through the air, torn through the armor, torn apart the skin of people and horses, and sent the shadow of death directly into the heart of the target.

The two waves of cavalry that rushed together were overturned by more than a dozen people, and the rest were stunned and immediately turned their horses' heads in front of the corpses of their companions. If you don't attack with such a good target, Huang Lao is a fool. Immediately pressed the mugwort on the artillery lead, "Boom! With a bang, facing the chaotic enemy army, a scorching projectile was spewed.

"Ahh The screams instantly became the main theme on the battlefield, overpowering the muffled drums of war. The people who were shot by the projectile were all rotten, but they couldn't die immediately, and they were crooked on the back of the war horse, wailing hoarsely, asking for help, leaving red blood stains behind them.

"Raise the shield!" Before Huang Lao could laugh proudly, the veteran ruffian Ivan suddenly rushed from behind and covered Huang Lao's crooked head with a shield. "Papapa, pa, papa!" The clash of bows and shields was heard incessantly. The Argentine archers didn't know when they touched it again, and outside the route of their own cavalry, they shot hundreds of sharp eagles.

Thanks to the timely reminder of the veteran ruffian Ivan, most of the sword and shield soldiers in the front row preemptively adjusted the height and angle of the shield, blocking the bows and arrows that came over on the shield. However, more than two dozen bows and arrows swept over the shield wall and landed on the grenadiers, splashing several strings of blood.

"Auxiliaries, auxiliaries come here, carry the color number away!" Liu Ziyun opened his throat and beckoned the auxiliary soldiers to come over to deal with the wounded. You can't let the color numbers and corpses lie next to the soldiers, and affect the morale. This is the experience summed up by everyone taking advantage of the interval between the attacks of the Afghans. So after the start of the war, no one is a bystander anymore, and everyone must do their best for the survival of the whole.

A small detachment of auxiliaries ran with wooden poles and ropes, tied two grenadiers with facial wounds to the poles, and ran away. The remaining three grenadiers, who had been shot into the gaps in their armor by stray arrows, shuddered at the sight. He immediately gritted his teeth and pulled out his bow and arrow. Then he endured the severe pain of the wound again and walked to the back of the mountain, not daring to bother the auxiliary soldiers anymore.

"Right front - sixty steps - shoot!" The voice of Centurion Xu Da sounded again, commanding the archers, and fired at the new wave of Argentine cavalry that was rushing towards them.

Where the feather arrows fell, blood splattered. The Afghan cavalryman, who had not been shot, raised his head, carried an iron ball dragged on a chain in his hand, and shook the circle vigorously.

The artillery was still not loaded, and the grenadier fired another row of projectiles, but because the lead was too slow, most of them were blown up behind the enemy horses, and the effort was in vain. Several rows of grenadiers grabbed grenades with their bare hands, lit them and threw them out of the car wall, and as soon as they turned around, they were found from behind by enemy bows and arrows, and in an instant their armor was full of carved feathers.

With the cooperation of the archers, the third wave of cavalry rushed up, after paying the price of five more people, rushed to the front of the car wall as they wished. With a sudden release, he smashed more than thirty chain balls into the position of the Red Turban Army. Most of the hammer ball was blocked by a shield and in vain. Two or three of the heaviest ones escaped the shield barrier and smashed directly into the helmets of the spearmen in the rear, killing their targets instantly.

The formation of the Red Turbans was immediately disorganized, and the spearmen used their weapons as javelins, and threw them at the fleeing cavalry one after another, but they fell to the ground in vain, like clumps of ugly artemisia grass. The archers outside the car wall took this opportunity to shoot two rows of carved feathers. The three spearmen crouched on the ground with heavy arrows in their faces, screams of pain coming out of their mouths. The other spearmen were also shot three or four arrows in their bodies, but they escaped death thanks to the strong enough Rakshasa Leaf Armor. But each of those who were hit by the arrow turned pale with fright, and their legs trembled incessantly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the advantage that the Red Turbans had gained by relying on artillery and grenadiers was gone. More enemy cavalry rushed up and threw heavy chain hammers into the Red Turban positions in rows. Smash the shield-bearers to the ground, revealing countless deadly gaps.

The arrows of the Azerians shot through the gaps, or into the armor of the spearmen, sending strings of sparks. Or it creeps into the human body through the cracks in the armor, causing a series of sharp wails.

"Team A, twenty steps ahead, throw!" Liu Ziyun's eyes were red in a hurry, and the grenadiers commanded the grenadiers to pursue the enemy troops who rushed to the car wall.

A grenade that relies entirely on the fuse is very unreliable. Nearly half of every projectile fails to explode. And the delay time of the explosion also varied, and some of them had already exploded into two pieces in the air before they could fly above the target. Some rolled on the ground with black smoke, until the enemy's horses ran more than ten meters away, and then there was a loud bang, and a large cloud of dirt was lifted in vain.

The A-cavalry, which had already shown this weakness, began to keep widening the distance between them in the gallop. , when he saw that the grenade fell on the way of his own charge, he immediately turned the horse's head. As long as you jump about half a foot away, you will be out of the scope of the explosion. Then he put the horse's head back, smashed the hammer into the shield wall by inertia, and then shook the reins vigorously, and drove away along the other side of the wall.