Chapter 188: No Pressure

Garrisoning this camp is Han Wu, and the 2,000 people under his command are all cavalry, all of whom are good men who can wield Mo's swords on horses to kill the enemy, originally to respond to the Chinese army, but this time it is the first to bear the brunt.

The camp of 2,000 people is not big, but the rules of the Anxi army are strict, not to mention that Duyu Hou Duan Xiushi is also here, and no one dares to be lazy when they set up camp. The three-layer trench outside the camp is barbed wire, which is a must, and the arrow tower and watchtower in the camp are also readily available.

Seeing the dense cannibals approaching, Han Wu's expression was extremely calm. If it weren't for the general's reluctance to kill more people, he would rather lead the athletes to rush up to melee combat. Under the iron hooves of the Modao Knights, these big cannibals were just jokes, and shrinking in the camp like this only limited the cavalry's play.

But the general is like this, and he cares about the casualties of his sons and daughters almost paranoidly. Before the corpses of the Great Cannibals filled these trenches, Han Wu knew very well that it was impossible for him to get the order to take the initiative.

The imams cheered up loudly, and the great cannibal howls began to speed up, rushing forward in dense form, and soon approached the outermost layer of trenches.

Since it was only a small battalion, there was only a way out more than two zhang wide in front of it, and this road was also sprinkled with sharp iron thistles. The order to urge the army sounded in the rear, and the big cannibal picked up the thistle terrestris on the road with red eyes, and wanted to rush in the direction of the camp gate.

This distance has long been within the range of all the crossbow arrows of the Tang Army. Han Wu shouted: "Shoot!" Shoot those in leather armor! "First smashed down the machine of the eight-ox crossbow in front of him.

"Crash!"

The muffled sound of the machine smashing down was connected, and suddenly the arrows rained down, the eight-bull crossbow with a bow and three arrows was the most terrifying, and the giant arrow fell to pierce several people, and the end of the road to the camp was the area that the eight-bull crossbow focused on, and when the giant arrow flew out, the big cannibal suddenly died a large piece, and the corpse directly blocked the road.

The other steel arrows also easily passed through the leather armor of the Great Eater, and the Eater at the front fell down like cutting wheat. Five thousand great food-eaters in leather armor died more than 1,500 people in one fell swoop.

This time, the target of Han Wu's attack was the elite of the Great Cannibal, and the Persian farmers were not involved for the time being, and the bloody aura spread outside the trench, and the tribal soldiers were suddenly panicked, and the elites of the Great Food also changed their faces.

This distance was still outside the range of their feather arrows, and it was impossible for them to throw their spears into the enemy's camp, but a volley of the Tang people caused them to suffer such heavy losses!

The Great Food General who led the attack himself fell in this wave of arrow rain, and the remaining more than 3,000 soldiers and dragons were innumerable, and they didn't know what to do for a while. The cold light flickered in the trench in front of him, and there were many sharp spikes in it, and no one had the courage to jump down.

Han Wu obviously won't give the enemy a chance to react, no matter what kind of enemy faces his own crossbow array for the first time, he will have such time to adapt. The Eight Ox crossbowmen quickly turned the winch on the camel's back to reload, and the Yuan Rong crossbowmen immediately shot a second wave of arrows.

At such a close distance, it is completely wasteful to use the salvo mode, so the Yuan Rong crossbowmen are all single-shot. In this mode, the Yuanrong crossbow shoots faster than the crossbow, and by the time the crossbowmen send out a second rain of arrows, the third steel arrow of the Yuanrong crossbowmen has already flown out.

It is still aimed at the black-clothed regular army, and under the rain of arrows formed by steel arrows, the leather armor of the big cannibal is the ornament. The Great Eater Elite Soldiers were at a loss to move around in a small area, and every time the Tang Army's arrow rain fell, the Great Eater Elite Soldiers fell in a large area.

The call to march still sounded behind him, but the big cannibals who participated in the attack were already terrified. This is not a war at all, it is completely a death!

At this time, it had only been more than 100 years since Mokomo accepted the apocalypse, and the primitive doctrine that had not been tampered with in Hu Da's world was still popular. Mokomo never thought that he could see the underworld, and had the ability that ordinary people did not have, so even in the homeland of Persia, it is not popular to say that the war dead can get seventy-two virgins/women, so the great cannibals are still more desperate. Seeing that the elite from Mulu was about to die in an instant, the Persian farmers were so frightened that they fled backwards one after another with a shout.

The Don troops in the camp did not shoot at them, although these guys were all within range of crossbow arrows. As for those guys wearing leather armor, they were killed by Yuan Rong's crossbowmen with steel arrows one by one, and none of them escaped.

Han Wu rode on the back of a camel, had already reloaded the Eight Ox Crossbow, but did not release it, looked at the fleeing Persians and frowned: "These guys are too weak, they are not as good as the group of Persian farmers I met in the north of Shule City." So many people dare to fill in the trench with their bodies, so many of these guys actually died in vain, and the rest will even run away! ”

Adjutant General Li Sheng said with a smile: "Those guys I met in the north of Shule were rushed to Anxi by the Turks from the north of the Syr Darya River, and everyone was desperate at the end of the road. These guys in front of him haven't fought any tough battles at first glance, and it's no wonder that after all, the black-clothed food has only been established for less than five years, and this is normal. ”

Han Wu nodded: "Open the door!" Go and get our arrows back as much as possible. Although the reserves are sufficient, they should not be wasted. Every arrow had to be transported from Qiuzi by the brothers of Changxingfang, and it was a pity to waste it. ”

Li Sheng smiled and nodded: "I'll go for a trip." ”

This Li Sheng is the second son of Li Siye, and followed Ma Lan to kill the descendants of Anxi from Sa Mojian, who was originally a school captain, but now he is also a general from Sipin.

The gate of the camp was opened, and Li Sheng walked out of the camp on foot with three hundred athletes, all wearing heavy armor and holding Mo knives in their hands, and walked out with a swagger. Before the layers of corpses of the Mulu elite soldiers, the athletes scattered and pulled the steel arrows from the corpses of the enemy and collected them.

The Great Food Army watched from afar, and no one rode over to stop it.

The first wave of tentative attacks ended uneventfully. Hajid stood in the midst of the army, his face gloomy and his brows furrowed, and he pondered what to do. Along the way, they suffered all the hardships of the Tang army's hard crossbows, and it was easy to surround the enemy army, but I didn't expect such a small camp to be a hard bone to gnaw, and the five thousand elites died almost instantly.

The Persian soldiers who followed the attack retreated to the starting point, still in shock, and tried to retreat, but were stopped by the hoarse imams. These imams were also pale at this time, and they were frightened enough by the brief battle just now.

Seeing that the door of the enemy's camp was wide open, and hundreds of enemy troops were collecting arrows in a big way, the morale of the big cannibals was instantly extremely low.

After the crossbow arrows were collected, Li Sheng and the athletes walked back to the barracks with heavy steel arrows on their backs and Mo knives with a smile, but the big cannibal still had no reaction.

On the other side of the Wuhu River, the Turkic miscellaneous soldiers, who were originally extremely nervous, were greatly boosted and no longer noisy. The dense array of Great Food Warriors on the other side of the river didn't seem terrible to them at all.

Ma Lan stood on top of the wooden building and nodded with satisfaction.

The generals of the Young Zhuang faction grew up very quickly, and Han Wu's performance just now was very good. The regular army, which concentrated on attacking the Great Cannibal, dealt the greatest blow to the enemy. Although these people are the smallest in number, they are the backbone of the Great Food Army, if there are no these people, the rest of the hundreds of thousands of Persian farmers will immediately disperse, and even if they only rely on the 10,000 Turkic miscellaneous soldiers brought by the Khiberye, they can easily chase the north and defeat this group of rabble.

Although the distance between the three barracks was somewhat, in fact, the distance between the Chinese army and the barracks on both sides was less than 1,200 paces, and they were all within the range of the new eight-bull crossbow. If Han Wu is in trouble, the more than 60 new eight-bull crossbows arranged in the Chinese army will give the enemy a new surprise.

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"Set up camp! Fight again tomorrow! Hajid frowned and thought for a long time, and finally made a decision.

The combat effectiveness of the elite soldiers under his command is slightly stronger than that of the tribal soldiers, but it is only slightly stronger, after all, it has only been a few years since he took up arms, and in the face of such a strong opponent, five thousand robes have not survived, so naturally his morale is extremely depressed, and it is now impossible to attack the camp of the Tang army for him.

And those tribal soldiers are even more impossible, they can't be counted on at all.

At this time, unlike in the battle of Talas, these tribesmen were all his kindred, and he could not force them too much, otherwise he would provoke the wrath of the people. During the Battle of Talas, the first group of people Ziad drove to be cannon fodder were Sogdians, who were all guys who served the god of light, so naturally there was no problem driving them.

Now we can only wait until tomorrow, hoping that prayers and the encouragement of the imam will boost the morale of the soldiers.

An army of more than 100,000 people, the loss of 5,000 people is not fatal, he can bear it completely. As long as the Tang army can be defeated tomorrow, the glory of the Khorasan people can be restored.

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The big cannibal retreated slightly to the rear and set up camp around the Tang army. Ma Lan ordered the gates of the three barracks to open, and Yang Yu rushed out with the scouts, once again occupying the open space between the two armies.

Although there are many big cannibals, such an encirclement is not a problem in Ma Lu's eyes. If he wanted to retreat, he could retreat across the Wuhu Water at any time and return to the Fishing City, and if he wanted to enter, a thousand Mo Sword Knights would be enough to open a gap in the camp of the clan soldiers.

There was no need for him to retreat, and now was not the time to march. When the Mulu people shed enough blood here, there will be a great rout, and it is important to keep as many Persian tribesmen here as possible and then occupy their land.

The battle had not officially begun, but in his eyes it was over. After this night, it may all be revealed.

Urging the horse out of the barracks, looking at the big cannibal with a depressed look on the other side, Ma Luan felt extremely relaxed.

Persian Mawari was united by his conversion to Huda, but he was not mad. In this era, there were not so many strange sects in the Hu world, and they were still secular in general, so they were relatively mild. Therefore, it is still possible to occupy the land of the Persians in this era.

The Tang Dynasty occupies this piece of land, maybe there will be no heresy like the Assasin sect in this land, and the legend of the seventy-two virgins will never appear, which is good for the whole world.

The primary goal is to take Mulu, and as for whether he can do it like Hülegü in the end, he can only take one step at a time. (To be continued.) )