On the battlefield, once injured, it means death.

If the war can be won in the end, and the wounded soldiers are treated, even if there are those who are seriously injured, and then get rid of the wounded or crippled and can no longer go to the battlefield, some of the soldiers with complete limbs can be rescued.

These soldiers have all rolled in the pile of dead, and as long as they can be saved, they will become real veterans of a hundred battles.

However, or the rules of war, those who are injured and have difficulty moving can only wait for death.

In just a few dozen steps, it has become a death cushion in front of it.

Fortunately, after paying a heavy price, Pound finally rushed to the edge of the trench.

"Fill the pit!"

Pound roared, and two hundred sword and shield soldiers carrying sandbags immediately rushed to the edge of the trench, and threw the bags on their shoulders into the trench with all their might.

Less than ten steps apart, the dense arrows exerted an astonishing lethality.

After the 200 sandbag-throwing soldiers were baptized by the rain of arrows, less than 20 people were still standing.

And at such a close distance, the archers in the rear did not dare to shoot their bows and arrows again, so as not to accidentally injure the robe.

The first team of archers had finished shooting the arrows in the quiver, and the commander of the army gave an order, and the first team of archers immediately withdrew at the first time, and the second team of 500 archers immediately came up and continued to pour arrows.

"Fill in the pit and kill it!"

On the other side of the trench, Pound was crying blood from the corners of his eyes and yelling.

A thousand sword and shield soldiers fought against the flying arrows, gritted their teeth, and quickly threw sandbags into the trench one by one.

After more than 2,000 sandbags were thrown. The trench, which was three zhang wide and two zhang deep, was finally filled in for a distance of twenty meters. It's still uneven, but it's okay to rush through the trench with sandbags.

"Boys. Kill with so-and-so! ”

Pound snorted, flicked his horse's head, and rushed directly through the uneven trench and rushed onto the earthen wall.

Six thousand suffered heavy casualties, and less than four thousand Qiang soldiers were left standing, and rushed after them.

"Withdraw!"

Behind the baffle, the commander of the army swung his saber fiercely and roared.

Without saying a word, the two thousand longbowmen immediately turned around and rushed down the dirt slope. The trail shot went back.

At this moment, he had already withdrawn to the front of Gao Shun's army, fifty paces away, and the flag changed again, and the earth-shattering war drums came more urgently.

"Pikemen, assault!"

Almost at the same time as the commander ordered the archers to withdraw, Gao Shun broke off, and the two thousand pikemen who had been waiting for a long time immediately crossed the formation, crossed the hoplites in the front row, and rolled towards the Pang De army who rushed down from the dirt slope.

In the earth-shattering shouts and terrible howls. The tragic bloody battle really began.

Two thousand sharp spears formed a forest of death, and every time they stabbed forward, the Pang De army that rushed to the front would fall like wheat straw, and the two thousand spearmen fought in the most basic unit. Attack a target together.

Even the most fierce soldier would never be able to withstand five spears piercing at the same time.

It was just a surprise attack, and the Pang Dejun who rushed over fell a large piece.

A spear is no better than a bow and arrow. As long as it is stabbed in the body, it is definitely either dead or maimed. There were no minor injuries.

The high army is in the army, and the drums are fighting again. Even more exuberant and deafening.

Two thousand cold and emotionless, as if the gunmen immediately staggered forward, struggling to rush forward, and the Pang Dejun who had been rushing over with great momentum was immediately thrown into chaos by the front formation, and the momentum of the forward rush was one of them.

The Han Dynasty was so strong that the Saiwaihu people, who had been beaten with infantry, did not dare to cross the Great Wall and plunder south.

What the Han army is best at is to cooperate with elite longbowmen and spearmen, giving full play to the advantages of tactics to make up for the weakness of the Han army's lack of cavalry.

Most of the generals and colonels of the central official army have received orthodox Han army tactical training.

Gao Shun was definitely the best of them, bringing the tactical advantages of the Han infantry to the extreme.

When the spearmen were fighting, the most basic combat unit was not the tactics of the Han army, but a kind of cooperative combat technique pioneered by Gao Shun after carefully studying the characteristics of the spearmen's combat in battle. This inconspicuous method of cooperation can make the spearmen more efficient when they are fighting, and at the same time, it can also effectively make up for the shortcomings of the gunmen's own poor protection ability.

"The Han army is mighty!"

In front of the spearmen's formation, the commander of the army raised his gun and shouted loudly.

"Victory is won!"

The two thousand spearmen responded with three shouts, and the thunderous roar shook the people's qi and blood.

Although the Han family has died, the slogan of the 5,000 Northern Army has not changed, fighting for the Han Dynasty, sweeping away the enemies in all directions, and leveling the world.

The two thousand spearmen were not Han Sui's soldiers who were recruited, but real soldiers of the Northern Army.

Although the recruited Han Sui's pawns were also trained by Gao Shun to become an elite, these spearmen from the Northern Army are undoubtedly better at tactical coordination and higher killing efficiency, which is a kind of instinct that can not be caught up in a short time.

It was just a collective charge, and there were signs of collapse in the front of the Pound army.

"Die!"

Pound's eyes were torn, and he swept with his sword, slashing at the three spearmen in six.

However, in the next step, no less than ten spears stabbed at the same time from three directions again, and two spears stabbed at the chest of Pound's war horse very insidiously, making Pound look to the left and not the right.

I looked to the right, not the front.

"Ahhh......h

Pound cried blood from the corners of his eyes, and struggled to sweep away the spears that stabbed on the left and right, but he couldn't care about the spear that stabbed the war horse under the crotch.

The next moment, the war horse fell to the ground and died.

Pang Defei got off the horse, and rolled on the ground for several meters in a very shameless manner, only to hide a few spears that pierced like life-threatening vipers, the wolf bèi turned over and jumped, his teeth creaked, and his mouth full of steel teeth was almost broken.

"The Han army is mighty!"

"Victory is won!"

The two thousand spearmen were like a rainbow of momentum, and they fought hard to assault forward.

Pound looked back. The front army had already begun to rout, compared to this spearman. The Qiang soldiers under his command are not only in terms of tactical coordination, but also in terms of fighting efficiency and will to fight. It's a lot worse.

Although he knew that Gao Shun was powerful, he had made Lu Bu suffer a big loss outside Yuzhong City, and there were even 5,000 Northern Army soldiers under his command, but it was not until today that he really saw the power of this elite.

The most elite central officer army in the past really lived up to its name.

Seeing that under the astonishing efficiency of the 2,000 spearmen, the front army was routing faster and faster, and the 3,000 cavalry who had been wandering hundreds of paces away also circled to the flank and formed a triangular cone-shaped formation. Prepare for an assault.

The corners of Pound's eyes were cracking, and there was rolling blood dripping, and he roared unwillingly, "Go back!" ”

Retreating from the battle is really a taboo for soldiers.

However, Pound had no choice, if he didn't want to bury all the 6,000 Qiang soldiers outside the city, before the army was really defeated, retreating into the city was the only option, although it was fatal.

Almost at the moment when Pound gave the order to retreat. More than half of the 6,000 Qiang soldiers were in chaos in an instant.

Originally, the morale of the Qiang soldiers was hit head-on by 2,000 spearmen, and now Pound ordered a retreat, which made the soldiers desperate. The morale of the army was dealt the most fatal blow.

The Qiang soldiers in the rear could no longer care about anything else, threw away their weapons and turned around and rushed to the city.

"Assault!"

In front of the spearmen's formation, the commander of the corps raised his gun and moved forward. Howl.

The formation of the two thousand cavalry changed, and in the process of struggling to rush forward. It quickly transformed into a sharp arrow formation, trailing behind Pound's army to take advantage of the situation to cover and kill. The direct killings have become a mess, and the Qiang soldiers who are fighting separately no longer have the slightest heart to resist.

At this moment, the three thousand cavalry finally launched a fatal blow and rushed to the city gate with oblique stabs.

Gao Shun's intention was obvious, let the three thousand cavalry surprise at the critical moment, that is, to take advantage of Pang De's defeat and retreat to enter the city in one fell swoop and seize the city gate, and take advantage of the situation to attack Di Dao, so that there would be no need to wait for another month.

"General, let's go, it's too late."

In the scuffle, a general rushed to Pound's side with a bloody face and yelled bitterly.

Pang De's clothes and armor had already been soaked in blood, but he fought hard to kill Hugh, and said miserably when he heard the words: "How to retreat, now Gao Shun's army is biting to the death, if the general retreats, Gao Shun will inevitably take advantage of the situation to seize the city gate, so Di Dao is in danger!" ”

The colonel gritted his teeth and said: "The general will go first, and a certain will be broken!" ”

Pang De said fiercely: "No, you go first, General Ben will personally cut off the rear." ”

"General......

"Get out of here!"

Pound roared and slashed down the two spearmen.

"Let's go!"

The general cried and screamed, and walked away.

Pound took five hundred foot soldiers and fought hard to break the distance, until he distanced himself from the army behind him, and there were less than fifty people standing around him.

The earthen walls have long been stained red with blood.

A row of black-pressed hoplites stood silently with their armor on their shoulders.

Gao Shun had already come to the front of the formation, his eyes turned around the station, and then he took it back, and said in a condensed voice: "Pang De's courage is really worthy of its name, and it actually blocked the charge of the spearmen. At the moment, it seems that if you want to take advantage of the situation, I am afraid that it will not be possible. ”

A junior colonel hurriedly said: "General, Pang Debing has no fighting spirit, and our army may not have no chance." ”

Gao Shun shook his head and didn't say anything more.

Sure enough, after being cut off by Pang De himself, when the 3,000 cavalry assaulted the city, almost all the defeated Qiang soldiers had retreated to the city, leaving only hundreds of Qiang soldiers blocking the city gate, fighting hard with the cavalry who caught up.

"Go, go back!"

Pound roared, and immediately turned around and ran into the city gate.

Hundreds of Qiang soldiers stood and retreated, and slowly retreated into the city gate cave.

"Brothers, the credit is at hand!"

In front of the cavalry formation, Cheng Ku brandished his saber and roared vigorously, wanting to lead his troops into the city.

The rear of the army.

Gao Shun's eyes swept over the city, and saw that the hundreds of Qiang soldiers at the head of the city had already lifted the rolling wood and stones, and struggled to lift them above their heads, ready to smash them down, and immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Order, Mingjin collects the troops." ”

"Order!"

A herald had already responded quickly, and he opened his voice and shouted, "The general has an order, Mingjin retreats." (To be continued......) R1292