Chapter 107: Turning Point of Victory and Defeat
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The soldiers and armor are complete, and the resentful army that can rush to the outside of the wall at the first time is only a few hundred, but in the real close combat, Hua Rong found that he had been practicing for several months, and the sailors and soldiers who were in a rigorous array on weekdays could not exert their due combat power at all.
In fact, like these sailors, Hua Rong himself did not have the command experience to fight in such a dignified array. It can be said that in the entire Great Song Dynasty, in addition to the Western Army, it is difficult to find a general with such experience in battle formations, even if Hua Rong is from such a general's family, and his family education can be regarded as a source, and he suddenly encounters such a war situation, it is inevitable that there are many omissions, fortunately, the resentful army itself is only gathered by the poor people of Liaodong, and most of them only rely on the courage of blood to support the war, so Zhao Heshou is only because of his outstanding military strength and leads the remnants of this resentful army, and there are the same weaknesses. Otherwise, if the Dengzhou Navy Division encounters the elite tribal army of the Liao State, it will definitely not last long.
However, in two quarters of an hour, the wall up to two zhang is already in danger, even if the terrain is convenient, Hua Rong took a look before the battle, and also knew that from the moment of engagement, the casualties of his own soldiers were significantly higher than those of the Liaodong resentful army.
More than 100 zhang of the wall of the wall naturally can not stand a thousand people, and only in terms of archery, the hedgehog outside the camp is much more outstanding, and gradually has suppressed the crossbow sailors on the wall, especially those who shout and roar, are good at close combat, support each other, even if there is only one person to climb the wall, they dare to fight with several sailors and soldiers, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
The avalanche of the walled wall was imminent, Hua Rong also understood it, and immediately made a decision, ordering the commander of the sailor who acted as a reserve behind the walled wall to immediately withdraw to the sailor's warship according to the previous plan, but he led the remaining less than 300 people to be nailed to the wall.
Twenty-three!
Even if Hua Rong had expected it, the huge casualties of the sailor division were still unexpected. When the commander under his command saw the retreat of the reserves, he only held out for less than a quarter of an hour before he scattered and collapsed, and finally only twenty-three people, including himself, safely withdrew the warship, and the rest of the more than 400 soldiers were all killed at the hands of those resentful troops.
When he went north to Liaodong, Hua Rong brought a total of four sailors and soldiers under his command, plus those who were sent out to sentinels before and disappeared or died, but now more than a quarter of them have died in Liaodong where the flames are raging here, and this casualty ratio is indeed unimaginable for Hua Rong.
In front of him is just the remnants of a resentful army, if it is the elite Liao tribal army, and even those Jurchen troops that have risen in the white mountains and black waters, there will really be a day of confrontation, and the situation is only afraid that it will be even more unbearable. Thinking of these, Hua Rong, who had retreated to the warship, only felt a cold sweat all over his body, and a chill surged in his heart.
"Send a signal, burn the village!"
Hua Rong, who originally wanted to train the sailor soldiers, made a plan for nothing, and sighed in his heart, but fortunately, he had prepared a back hand, so he would not be at a loss.
In the camp, a group of people resented the remnants of the army and looted and killed people everywhere, but Zhao Heshou, as the leader, was sitting in front of Hua Rong's handsome tent with a big sword and a golden horse, and more than a dozen people were guarding with weapons on the side.
"No food!"
"No food!"
……
Four or five leaders came over, but there was no good news, everyone desperately captured this village, except for the clothes and armor weapons on the hundreds of soldiers who died in battle, they were actually captured by martial arts.
"Isn't it that those Song people have carried all the grain onto the ship in advance?"
A henchman beside him muttered, but he was glared at fiercely by Zhao Heshou, and quickly shrunk his neck and stepped aside, not daring to say another word.
At this moment, the three thousand-material warships of the Dengzhou Navy Division had already sailed to the sea, more than 150 steps away from the coast. At such a distance, it is already out of the range of an ordinary bow and crossbow, and although Zhao Heshou said that the roots of his teeth were itching, he had no choice.
"Withdraw!"
Although Zhao Heshou is unwilling in his heart, he is not willing to admit death, since these three thousand ships are parked at sea and refuse to leave, there is always a time to go ashore, and there may not be no chance of his own family at that time.
Just when Zhao Heshou sent a group of henchmen around him to gather the military horses, the three thousand-material warships on the sea began to slowly turn sideways, and a three-bow strong crossbow with a range of three hundred steps was pushed onto the side deck of the ship, lying in front, a straight crossbow arrow of a zhang long will support the bowstring into a full moon shape, and the three-edged arrow is shining with cold light, under the sun, confusing people's eyes.
With Hua Rong's order, a boat of five, a total of fifteen long arrows like meteors catching the moon, shot towards the wall at the gate of the camp, each arrow, with a pre-lit phosphorus fire, slid out of the air one after another. Unfortunately, it was daytime, but if it was night, it would be very beautiful.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Heshou saw these fifteen huge rockets, immediately his scalp was numb, just when he fought for the wall, he smelled a smell of tung oil, but now he suddenly woke up, regardless of the group of subordinates, immediately jumped up, and rushed towards the gate of the village.
"Bang ......"
Fifteen rockets were fired at the rough wooden wall that had already been painted with tung oil, and it was the dry summer, and the wall, which had just experienced a period of fierce fighting, suddenly became a raging wall of fire, but it trapped the remnants of 13,400 resentful soldiers in the battalion.
Outside the camp, Ma Luan and the others, who were originally hiding on the side, saw the fire in the village, and immediately led more than 300 warriors from eastern Liaodong who had gathered under their subordinates, rode out of their horses, and killed more than 200 people left outside by the resentful army.
The fact that these tribal warriors were able to struggle for their lives in the Liaodong Chaos proves that they are all brave men, and there are even many of them who are also resentful soldiers who are scattered on the battlefield.
There are two fierce generals of Ma Wei and Luan Tingyu, and they have an advantage in numbers, but in a quarter of an hour, they will kill the remnants of the more than 200 resentful soldiers, and those who are lucky to survive, seeing the martial arts of Ma Luan and Luan, where there is still half a sense of war, they have knelt down and surrendered.
In this chaotic land in Liaodong, human life is like grass mustard, and it is not easy for the weak to eat the strong, and now there are more powerful characters than Zhao Heshou, these "weak people" naturally want to change the court, as for the companions who died in the previous battle, they can only complain about their bad luck, and they can't say anything else.
In the face of such a front-line performance, Ma Luan and the two were a little at a loss, but a group of his subordinates were not surprised, and divided thirty horsemen to gather nearly a hundred people together to take care of them, and some people drove the horses left by Zhao Heshou outside the camp to a distance, but only two hundred horsemen were left at the scene, following behind Ma Luan's two generals, lined up and waited. Needless to say, once the remnants of the resentful army in the camp escaped, they would be slaughtered by these two hundred cavalry.
In this plain terrain, even if Zhao Heshou's 2,000 subordinates do not lose a single pawn, but once there is no mount, and the armor and bows are not complete, in the face of more than 200 cavalry troops, they can only be slaughtered by one side, this truth, Liaodong boys naturally know.
Needless to say, at this time, Zhao Heshou and his group of resentful troops have fallen into a desperate situation.