Chapter 736: The Decisive Battle Before the Decisive Battle (5)

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The rear camp was attacked!

When these four words came into Xu Xuanche's ears, he was really shocked by a cold sweat, and after asking about the number of incoming enemy troops, Xu Xuanche's face eased slightly, only less than 10,000 cavalry, although it was already a not weak force for a surprise attack, but fortunately, he had already transferred all the heavy infantry back in advance. There were nearly 10,000 heavy armor, and with the addition of archers and light-armored spearmen, the cavalry that came to raid did not necessarily take advantage.

Light cavalry raid, the heaviest two words, one is light, the other is sudden.

With heavy infantry in the way, the advantages of the word light cavalry cannot be brought into play. Supplemented by archers and spearmen, it was difficult for the cavalry of the Qin army to break through the defenses of the baggage battalions. But Xu Xuanche still didn't dare to be careless, and transferred another 10,000 cavalry to the rear team to support.

Zheng Wenxiu personally led a battalion of more than 10,000 cavalry to kill the past, as long as the rear team is not chaotic, the Liang army still occupies the absolute initiative in today's battle.

"Sun should see!"

Xu Xuanche commanded loudly: "The archer presses forward, and the archery marches!" ”

The distance between the Liang army and the Qin army was only two hundred paces, and there were 10,000 archers and archers arranged at the front of the Liang army! More than 10,000 archers marched in a queue, shooting arrows while pushing forward, this style of play can be said to be bullying! The equipment of the Qin Wangjun was very poor, and the soldiers did not even have enough protective gear! You must know that Li Shimin started from scratch, and most of the troops under his command were strong men who were forcibly captured in Yongqing and other counties, where did he have so much leather armor equipment?

But the Liang army is different, compared to the Qin Wang army, they are well-equipped enough!

The weapon of the Liang army's archers was not the bamboo bow in the hands of those green forest bandit soldiers, but a real hard bow, if you didn't care about the lethality, a stone and a half hard bow could send feather arrows two hundred paces away. If you calculate the lethality, you can kill the enemy within 120 steps.

An entire battalion of tens of thousands of archers pressed and released arrows in front of them, and this kind of scene could not describe the shock of this kind of scene without seeing it in person. The density of the feathered arrows is staggering, and they even collide with each other in mid-air. Many feather arrows fell in mid-air before they reached the camp of the Qin Wangjun, and when they looked up, they were so black that they could cover half of the sky.

Xu Xuanche has experienced a hundred battles, and the reason why he no longer waited but ordered to take the initiative to attack was precisely because of the surprise attack of the light cavalry of the Qin Wangjun in the rear team, and the tactics of the Qin Wangjun were already obvious...... Now that he had seen it thoroughly, how could he give Qin Wangjun a chance?

So he ordered to take the initiative to press forward and force the men and horses in front of the Qin Wangjun to go back!

The scene of ten thousand arrows firing at one foot was too shocking, and when the first round of salvo fire, the archers of the Liang army were still two hundred steps away from the Qin Wangjun, and the feather arrows were thrown out, and they smashed down from mid-air like a torrential rain, and in an instant, the front of the array of the Qin Wangjun was covered with a layer of white feathers, and the ground seemed to suddenly drill out a layer of knee-high weeds, a neat layer of white.

When the second round of feather arrows was thrown, Qin Wangjun's array was already within the lethal range. Feather arrows rained down like a torrential downpour, densely covering the heads of the Qin Wangjun array.

The crackling sound was connected, and the soldiers of the Qin Wangjun Army holding rudimentary shields experienced a baptism of death. At the top of the list were the poorly equipped men and horses, and the second volley caused at least a thousand casualties. The well-equipped ones in the back were the tens of thousands of people under Han Shicao's command, who were wearing the standard leather armor of the Tang Army, and the infantry shields in their hands were hard enough, so the lethality of the feather arrows became lower when the rear team arrived.

Tens of thousands of infantrymen raised their shields, and the shields were connected into a sea, and the shields were connected next to each other, and the soldiers hid under the shields with their low bodies, and feathered arrows poured down above their heads. The sound of snapping sounded overhead, and no one would doubt that as soon as someone let go of their hand, they would be shot into a hedgehog immediately!

Soon, the shield array was also covered with a full layer of white feathers.

Most of the soldiers who were not equipped with armor were shot to the ground, and a small number of them retreated with wails only to be killed by their own Warlords with their crossbows. They are destined to be cannon fodder on the battlefield, and advancing and retreating are dead ends. The blow caused by such a dense feather arrow was not only a killing wound to the soldiers, but also a psychological shock to the soldiers.

After three rounds of feather arrows and feather arrows, the Qin Wangjun army had lost more than 2,000 troops. But the blow to morale is by no means something that this number can reflect.

"Do you want to die!"

In the short time of safety after the third round of feather arrows, Wei Chigong suddenly jumped on his horse and asked loudly: "Do you want to die!" ”

The sound was so loud that it overwhelmed the surging sound of war drums on the other side.

The scene was silent, and the soldiers looked at each other.

"I don't want to die, blow the horn for a while, and you will rush forward with Lao Tzu! The Liang army pressed forward with the arrow array, as long as we were stable and did not retreat, the Liang army's arrow array would not dare to go forward at most thirty steps, and they would not dare to go any further, and at the moment when they changed the formation, they all rushed forward desperately for Lao Tzu! Our odds are at that moment, and those who don't want to die have pricked up their ears and listened to the order! ”

Wei Chigong looked at the black military formation opposite, his face resolute.

For the first time, he decided to disobey Li Shimin's orders.

These soldiers are Han Se-cao's cronies, but that's not a damn reason for them!

It's better to kill a way out alive than to die in a nest.

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The Liang army's arrow array was pressed to within a hundred paces, which was the best strike distance, but they didn't dare to go any further. The spearmen in the back need the world, and the formation needs the world, they must use the distance to ensure this time, if the distance is too close, the Qin Wangjun can disrupt the Liang army's formation with a counterattack.

Within a hundred paces, the Liang archers began to slowly stop. They will carry out a final round of covering strikes, and then the spearmen, Pak Daomen and other light infantry in the back will attack in a queue.

However, what everyone on the Liang army's side did not expect was that just as the last round of salvo of the Liang army's archers began, a whining horn suddenly sounded from the array of the Qin Wangjun on the opposite side, like an eagle falcon crying at night, and its fierceness went straight into the hearts of the people.

Wei Chigong himself did not expect that his two short sentences would spread throughout the military formation of tens of thousands of people in the shortest possible time. The soldiers relayed what they heard to the robe around them, and it didn't take long for tens of thousands of Han Shixu's cronies to know Wei Chigong's military order. They also know that their fate will change at this moment, and success or failure depends on themselves.

What Wei Chigong also didn't expect was that his two short sentences would arouse such a great desire to survive among the soldiers of the Qin Wangjun.

Because they are Han Shixu's cronies, they themselves know that they may become victims on the battlefield. Now, Wei Chigong did not give up on them, but planned to lead them to fight their way out, which is the most important thing for a soldier to do. Even if he died, he deserved to die.

They used to be the proud soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and had to take the road of defection. Now, at the junction of life and death, they have regained their pride.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Qin Wangjun roared neatly, shaking the mountains and rivers!

Against the rain of arrows, tens of thousands of soldiers of the Qin Wangjun rushed forward like crazy. Under the cover of dense feather arrows, the soldiers who rushed in front were torn off layer by layer, but the soldiers behind quickly made up for it, and the soldiers who fell in front became the stepping stones of the robe in the back, and soon turned into meat puree.

The soldiers' killing lasted for a long time, completely suppressing the sound of dozens of war drums of the Liang army.

There were so many people who were overturned by the feathered arrows that if someone stopped to take a look, they would be shocked and would no longer be able to move. But Wei Chigong had no other way, if he wanted to keep a group of people, he could only lead them forward instead of retreating. If the army retreats, there is no doubt that the arrow array of the Liang army will chase and kill people all the way, and if it can't reach the city of Xiangyang, these tens of thousands of people may be wiped out by the archers and cavalry of the Liang army!

Forward, only forward!

Wei Chigong has been rushing to the front, there are no cavalry for these tens of thousands of people under his command, all of them are foot soldiers, most of the cavalry are in the ambush team in the east of Xiangyang City, and a small half is in the hands of the thirteenth heir. Wei Chigong even believed that at this time, the 6,000 cavalry led by the 13th was afraid that most of them had already been lost.

There were no cavalry, so Wei Chigong also gave up his war horse.

Two pro-soldiers held shields and rushed to him on the left and right, and people kept being shot over by feather arrows, and people kept coming up and continued to use their shields to block arrows for him. By his side, there have always been two pro-soldiers!

He strode forward with a feathered arrow all over the ground.

When he saw Qin Wangjun rushing madly against the rain of arrows, Xu Xuanche, the marshal of the Liang army, immediately widened his eyes!

How is this possible?

This is a completely contrary to the art of war! How can a side with few troops risk an attack with a thousand arrows? This is tantamount to sending him to death, even a rookie general who has just led the troops will not make such a decision!

But that's what Qin Wangjun did!

Xu Xuanche had no way to understand the mentality of those soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, and did not understand their ardent desire to survive on the road to death.

"Kill!"

When he rushed to the Liang army formation, which had not had time to change the formation, Wei Chigong let out a tiger roar!

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Waves of blood rolling

This battlefield is like a huge meat grinder, constantly harvesting human lives.

The archers of the Liang army, who had no time to retreat, had enjoyed the thrill of killing for a few minutes before, and began to suffer the pain of being slaughtered a few minutes later, this transformation was too abrupt and bloody. With thin armor and no weapons in their hands to resist, where could they stop the tens of thousands of red-eyed soldiers of the Qin Wangjun?

Of the 10,000 archers, even 30% of them did not retreat.

Most of the people were slaughtered by the Qin Wangjun when they retreated, and the follow-up Liang army, Pu swordsmen and spearmen, were disrupted by archers, and the scene suddenly became chaotic!

Wei Chigong was like a wounded tiger, biting the flesh and blood of the enemy one by one. The lance flew through the crowd like a poisonous dragon, taking at least one life with each swing.

The archers used their bodies to make a city wall and did not stop the attack of the Qin army, and the Qin Wang army, which was divided into several roads, stabbed into the array of the Liang army like a few sharp knives. The torn hole grew bigger and bigger, and waves of blood rolled at the place where the two armies met. In just half an hour, the corpses that fell to the ground made the earth lose its original color.

Driving away the rout of the archers, Wei Chigong led his men and horses to continue the onslaught. Even he himself did not understand why he made such a choice today. But now that the choice has been made, there is no turning back. On the battlefield, where are there so many opportunities to turn back?

Only returned to the men and horses ambushed by the Qin Wangjun twenty miles away, and Li Shimin got the report of the scout. When he heard that Wei Chigong personally led his men and horses to attack, Li Shimin's face changed. After a while, Li Shimin let out a long sigh of relief and then ordered loudly: "Blow the horn!" Offensive! ”