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Chapter 402: Three Thousand Around Eight Thousand

The cold air was inhaled into the nasal cavity mixed with a smell of blood, and in the smell of blood, there was a faint smell of feces and urine, this smell directly drilled into the mind of the majestic sea, making him feel that his heart was becoming more and more restless, this feeling was very familiar to him, he had just joined the army in the early years of the great cause, and when he smelled this smell for the first time, he was even so frightened that his hand holding the Mo knife couldn't help but tremble violently.

Because there were so many dead, in the area where the two sides were fighting, there was even a faint layer of floating blood mist in the air about one person high, and there was even more blood on the ground, as if it had just rained. The soldiers' boots were stamped in pools of blood on the ground, and blood splattered high. As the soldiers on both sides fought back and forth, it was not only the blood and water that soiled their boots, but also the feces and urine in the trousers of the corpses.

The lingering smell in the nose of the majestic sea is mixed together and wafted out. He looked at the more and more dead bodies on the ground, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter as he smelled the fishy stench. His heart was restless, not because of boredom and fear, but because he felt that he could not control his hands more and more, and he wanted to carry his knife into the crowd and let the soldiers of Wagangzhai who rushed up with a scream know what it meant to kill.

He didn't despise the new recruits and veterans who were pooping and urinating before they died, because he knew that it was a normal reaction that could not be controlled. He even thought that if he was stabbed and half of his shoulder was removed, he was afraid that he would look so embarrassed.

There's nothing to be ashamed of, no one is a heart of stone.

But on the battlefield, especially for generals, you must turn your heart into stone, colder, harder, instead of impulsively killing the past and living and dying with the soldiers under your command. Living and dying together is a choice that will only be made when facing a dead end, and it is not yet a dead end, but it is very likely to fight a flat road in the seemingly dangerous dead end.

Therefore, Xiong Kuohai resisted the urge to raise a knife to kill, and calmly watched that the defense line he had arranged was being squeezed by the people and horses of Wagangzhai and kept retreating. The spearmen in the first three rows were almost dead, and after initially blocking the first wave of the opponent's ferocious attack, the three rows of guns also collapsed in two rows.

The Lancer is arguably the least expensive class in the army, and second only to the cavalry in terms of movement speed. In order to pursue lightness, they only had a wooden spear with an iron spear head in their hands, and only a thin layer of leather armor on their upper bodies could not block the knife at all. So once there is a crack in the gun array and the enemy is scuffled, the advantage of the spearman will be lost. The spear in his hand was too long to stab a cavalryman off a tall horse, but he had no advantage in hand-to-hand combat, because the weapon was too long, and it became clumsy when the enemy approached them.

The second wave of Wagangzhai soldiers rushed up was about 1,000 elite infantry, which was rare among the poorly equipped Green Forest Daoyi Army. Their upper body was covered with a thin layer of chain armor that prevented some of the feathered arrows from burrowing into their bodies. If you're lucky, you can even block a spear's stab.

The Pu knives in their hands were very sharp, and they were much longer, wider and heavier than the standard horizontal knives issued by the soldiers of the Great Sui Prefecture. It is a medium-sized knife between a straight knife and a Mo knife, which is heavier than a straight knife and smaller and lighter than a Mo knife.

Obviously, this is the most elite infantry under Liang Shitai, he operated in Hebei for several years and then moved to Henan counties, and plundered for several years to create such an elite infantry. However, although the silver was spent a little distressing to him, the combat power of the more than 1,000 Jingjia Pu swordsmen still made him very satisfied. In several battles with other rebels on the Green Forest Road for turf, this more than 1,000 elite armor Pu swordsmen can be said to be invincible.

Once in close combat, the spearman is no match for the elite armor and the sword hand.

Xiong Kuohai knew this, but he resisted the urge to order the spearmen to be transferred back, and coldly watched as the soldiers under his command were cut to the ground one after another, and his hand holding the Mo knife became tighter and tighter, so tight that he couldn't sweat out.

At this time, the sound of whining horns was also heard on the Yellow River behind the military formation. You don't have to look back to see that Wang Fubao on the north bank of the Yellow River has begun to cross the river. But he didn't have the heart to care about the affairs over there at this time, he had no other way but to trust Yuwen Shiji, and he could only hand over his back to this person who had just become a companion. As for whether Yu Wenshi is credible, he can only gamble.

Nearly 800 spearmen resisted for more than an hour, and all died in pools of blood.

The loss of nearly three hundred elite armor Pu Dao hands made Liang Shitai a little distressed, but also a little proud, although he lost a lot of manpower, after all, he still tore open the defense line of Yanyun Village. Without the barrier of the gun array, the remaining Yanyunzhai soldiers would not have to worry. All it takes is one more impact to absolutely pierce the defensive line completely.

Liang Shitai knew what his purpose was, so he killed through the defense of Yanyunzhai and rushed to the river to meet Wang Fubao's men and horses to cross the river. As long as the tens of thousands of troops under Wang Fubao come over, the two sides will immediately kill Juyeze after the two sides join forces, cutting off Li Xian's retreat, and Yanyunzhai will definitely be defeated.

Liang Shitai knows what he wants to do, and Xiong Kuohai also knows what he wants to do.

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After killing all the 800 spearmen of Yanyun Village, Liang Shitai's Jingjia Pu Daomen stepped on corpses and pools of blood and shouted slogans and continued to advance. They were greeted by hundreds of feather arrows flying over, and the archers behind the Yanyunzhai army formation began to shoot, trying to stop the footsteps of the Wagangzhai soldiers in front of them, and after two rounds of projectiles, they shot over one hundred and ten Pu Daomen, but they failed to prevent them from going deep into the military formation, and the defense line of Yanyunzhai was fiercely torn open.

The vast sea still watched, and did not give any orders.

Compared to his somewhat cruel calm, Liang Shitai became more and more excited.

"Spearman, go up, follow behind the swordsman, press forward!"

He shouted loudly, as if he had seen the hope of victory.

The opening of Yanyunzhai's defense line was getting bigger and bigger, and the archers of the rear team had retreated to the bank of the river. Almost all of Liang Shitai's men and horses pressed up, biting like a pack of hungry wolves. Xiong Kuohai watched his arranged defense line retreat further and further, while the morale of the people and horses in Wagangzhai became more and more vigorous. The soldiers standing beside him looked at him with begging eyes, and the meaning in their eyes pierced the heart of the majestic sea like a needle.

"General!"

The pro-soldier brigade led the king to rebirth, and he couldn't help it, and shouted with red eyes.

"Don't wait, the brothers have lost too much, they can't bear it anymore, more than 2,000 people are carrying the attack of more than 10,000 people in Wagangzhai, and if they wait any longer, the brothers will die. General, give me five hundred heavy armor, and I will kill and push back the offensive of Wagangzhai! General, don't wait any longer! ”

"Wait!"

Xiong Kuohai's tone is very blunt, blunt and impersonal.

"General!"

Wang Chongsheng pleaded: "Wait any longer, and people will really die." ”

"Even if you die, you have to wait."

Xiong Kuohai looked at the men and horses of Wagangzhai and left a rear team of about 2,000 people who did not rush up, calculating the strength of his own troops. In this way, another half an hour passed, and more than half of the more than 2,000 Yanyunzhai infantry deployed had been killed or wounded, and the remaining half of the people also included 500 archers who were not capable of melee combat at all.

"Let the archers board the boat, and let the shield bearers and Pu Daomen line up on the banks of the Yellow River!"

Xiong Kuohai's order again, still without the intention of letting the prepared heavy armor attack. Wang Chongsheng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, tears streaming down his face. The tears of a seven-foot man, what kind of sad and sad feeling should it be?

Liang Shitai roared loudly and ordered the soldiers to press forward. And the last remaining more than 1,000 soldiers in Yanyunzhai have no way to retreat, and behind them is the surging Yellow River. Therefore, their resistance became more and more fierce, and in front of the shield array formed by the shield hand and the Pu Dao hand, the corpses of the Wagangzhai soldiers fell down layer by layer.

"What are you going to do? Want to make a last-ditch drama? ”

Standing on the bow of the big ship, Yu Wenyan and his family general Yu Wenyan asked with a frown.

"Last to the odds?"

Yu Wenshi smiled and looked in the direction where Xiong Kuohai was standing, with an undisguised appreciation in his eyes.

"He's not so stupid, the last battle is just a coincidence in a specific environment, the soldiers are not strong enough, the general's prestige is not enough, the troops are not fierce enough, the last battle is just a joke. Xiong Kuohai has a great appetite, he wants to swallow all the people and horses attacking Wagangzhai in one go. ”

"Huh?"

Yu Wenyan exclaimed, looked at Yu Wenshi and asked, "What did he take to swallow people's houses?" ”

"Take a knife."

Yu Wenshi smiled, and then ordered: "You take three thousand men and horses off the boat, and the majestic sea is so relieved to hand over the back to me, I can't let him feel that he believes the wrong person." Remember, once the ambush of the mighty sea is killed, you will lead the troops to pounce, and he will not be able to seal his pockets due to his lack of troops. ”

"Whoa!"

Yu Wenyan glanced at the north shore and asked, "Dou Jiande's soldiers?" ”

Yu Wenshi waved his hand and smiled: "You think Wang Fubao is an idiot? He is just putting on a show, before Yanyunzhai and Wagangzhai really don't have a victory, he won't pile up a road across the river with his life. ”

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"Let the men and horses of the reserves rush forward too!"

Liang Shitai said angrily: "Waste, I haven't been able to attack the river bank for so long, all of them are pressed up, and the river must be opened before dark!" ”

"Whoa!"

The herald answered, and then blew the horn. The two thousand infantry in the rear received the order and began to slowly rush forward at a slow pace. Standing on the high slope and watching the battle situation, Xiong Kuohai's eyes lit up, and then he ordered loudly: "Wang Chongsheng, I will give you five hundred heavy armor, can you withstand the offensive of Wagangzhai for another hour!" ”

"Yes!"

Wang Chongsheng shouted loudly, his face flushed with excitement: "General rest assured, his subordinates will never let the people of Wagangzhai have a past.!" ”

"Go ahead!"

Xiong Kuohai strode down the high slope with a Mo knife, shouting as he walked: "Where is the heavy armor!" ”

Behind the high slope, three thousand heavily armored Mo swordsmen shouted neatly: "Heavy armor Mo sword, break the formation and kill the enemy!" ”

The pace of the majestic sea became bigger and bigger, and he raised the Mo knife in his hand and pointed it forward, shouting: "Follow me to kill it, let those Jingjia Pu knife hands in Wagangzhai see what a knife is!" What is murder! ”

Three thousand heavy armor marched in orderly formation, the fiery red banner fluttering in the wind above their heads. They were like a dark cloud made of metal, weighing heavily on them.

When Liang Shitai saw the three thousand heavy armor, his face immediately turned extremely pale: "Withdraw, let the rear team withdraw!" ”

How easy is it to withdraw at this time?

The three thousand heavily armored Mo swordsmen divided into two teams, like an iron gate slowly closing, blocked the 8,000 soldiers of Wagangzhai inside, and surrounded 8,000 with 3,000, what kind of domineering is this?

Yu Wenshi stood at the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, looking at the slowly surrounding formation and suddenly smiled, he sniffed, sniffed the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air and muttered: "There is not only one madman in Yanyun Village, but a big madman leading countless small madmen...... Xiong Kuohai, do you want to use such a battle to the death to tell me that Yanyunzhai is invincible? Or are you trying to force me to take a stand? ”

He untied the wine bag from his waist and poured a sip of spirits, and suddenly a sense of pride was born in his heart.

"Recklessly heroic, ruining people's hearts and ruining the Tao, what kind of benevolence, righteousness and morality, after all, it is better to stab one knife after another, and stab this country into a bloody hole and kill a mess."