Chapter 419: Breaking the Camp

The rebel camp was already in chaos, the main general Yin Poshan was blocked out and couldn't come back, and Wen Xiaodao's men and horses were too urgent to attack Ximen, and they couldn't hold it anymore. Although the total number of rebels in the camp was still no less than 100,000, Wen Xiaodao only had more than 30,000 horses, but from the beginning the rebels did not have any advantage at all.

Two hundred crossbow carts were mighty, and the dense heavy crossbows almost knocked over the wooden wall, and the five thousand archers were arrayed to suppress it, and the rebels on the city wall could not raise their heads at all. The weapons in their hands are not at the same level as those of the left-wing guard. The powerful ballista aimed at the gate to bombard, after a round of salvo, there was hardly a living person within a few tens of meters near the gate, and the weak point of the city was hit out by the heavy crossbow one by one, looking crumbling.

The suppression of the archers' arrow array is even more suffocating, the defenders on the city wall are condescending, but the range of the bow and arrow is not as far as the family, and even if the feather arrow shoots past, the light and fluttering has no strength. The repression left the rebels in despair from the very beginning, and a sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts in the face of the well-trained and well-armed left front guard.

A large number of people does not mean that the combat effectiveness is strong.

Wen Xiaodao's arrow array began to press forward, and the rebels didn't even have room to fight back under the covering blow of the feather arrows.

"Let's go"

Wen Xiaodao pointed forward: "The general said that he couldn't break through the west gate of the rebel camp within an hour, so he asked me to cut off my head." If you can't get it in half an hour, I'll cut off all your heads. ”

His generals shouted, and the trumpets whined. A battalion formed a phalanx, pressed forward with a shield, because it was a hasty crossing of the river, so most of the siege equipment was not brought over, but the rebel camp such a wooden village was far less than the tall and majestic city.

Seeing the men and horses of the left avant-garde squeezing towards the gate of the wall, the rebels on the city wall finally couldn't hold their breath. They knew who the Dao was facing, the southwest left avant-garde, Luo Yaoluo Butcher, it was said that this person never left prisoners, and everyone had to be slaughtered. In front of such an opponent, it seems that there is not even a way out.

Braving the rain of arrows, they stood up and began to fire back with their bamboo bows. But the two Fold Chong battalions that pressed up first formed a shield formation with huge shields, and the feather arrows hit them almost couldn't form a blow. In the eyes of the rebels, it seems that everything in the left avant-garde is so strong and powerful.

Their equipment, their weapons, their formations.

This was the first time since the establishment of the Huangniuhe rebel battalion that it had fought against the Great Sui army in the true sense, and they had faced the county soldiers and Minyong of Huangyang Dao before, and it was said that the two sides were people standing on the same level. The soldiers and civilians of Huangyang Road were also poorly equipped and had not undergone any rigorous training. When there is a skirmish between the two sides, it is a matter of who has more courage.

But the left guard is different, even those who are equipped with the left guard are enough to crush the rebels.

Seeing that the men and horses of the left avant-garde overwhelmed the gate of the village, Liu Shuo, the general who stayed in the camp, couldn't help it. He ordered his generals to rush out of the city with four battalions of the freak and try to push back the two freak battalions of the left avant-garde. But after this decision was made, he realized how wrong he was.

Those two shield arrays are like hedgehogs that can't be touched.

The rebels rushed forward, slashing at the giant shield with a horizontal slash, leaving only a trail. The lance in the shield array stabbed out irregularly, and the rebels close to the shield array were poked to the ground one after another. Barely relying on the number of people to block the shield array, but it couldn't break through the thick layer of defense at all.

Wen Xiaodao pointed his hand to the shield array, and the five thousand archers immediately poured a rain of arrows. He doesn't care about his casualties at all, he likes to slaughter.

The left vanguard soldiers under the shield will not suffer any losses from the rain of arrows, but the rebels are different. They didn't even have a decent piece of leather armor on them, how could the thin clothes on their bodies be able to block the sharp feathered arrows? The sound of arrows tearing flesh apart was like the sound of a rainstorm falling on a lotus leaf.

After a rain of arrows, the four battalions killed by the rebels were slaughtered by two. The courage of the rebels was finally exhausted, and many of them wailed and retreated. At this moment, the shield array suddenly opened, and the elite tiger of the left guard inside went down the mountain and went forward, sticking to the back of the rebel's butt to kill.

Wen Xiaodao smiled with satisfaction, and the sense of smell of the people under his command who grasped the opportunity made him happy.

This state of affairs could not be stopped at all unless the rebels closed the camp gate and abandoned the soldiers of the four camps. The men of the left vanguard chased after the rebels, joined together, and drove the rout back. The rebel soldiers, who gave their backs to the enemy, were poked to the ground one by one by sharp lances.

The subsequent left forward saw that the victory was formed, and at least four folding battalions rushed up to reinforce at a moment's notice.

Seeing that Wen Xiaodao's men were about to break through the rebel camp in half an hour, suddenly there was a whining horn sound from behind Wen Xiaodao's men and horses, followed by a muffled thunder coming from the ground to this side. Hearing this thunder, Wen Xiaodao's face immediately changed. He looked back sharply, and unexpectedly saw a black torrent crushing towards the rebel camp.

"Luo Xiaotu, I--you-mom!"

Wen Xiaodao couldn't help but scold, his face was as cold as ice that would not melt for ten thousand years.

And so it is again!

And so it is again!

After the people in front opened the situation, Luo Xiaotu's heavy cavalry came up to grab the credit!

No matter how hard Kewen scolded with his knife, he couldn't stop the heavy cavalry who had already raised his speed. He knew Luo Xiaotu too well, and this person was not a person at all. If Wen Xiaodao dared to send someone to stop the front of the heavy horse, Luo Xiaotu would dare to step on the heavy horse without changing his face. In Luo Xiaotu's eyes, all those who stopped in front of the heavy cavalry were enemies. If Wen Xiaodao is a madman, then Luo Xiaotu is a machine with no emotions at all.

Hearing the muffled thunder, the left avant-garde infantry attacking in front also knew that the road was heavily mounted, and they did not need to be reminded at all, and immediately spontaneously gave way to the passage.

That torrent of steel is unstoppable!

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When Liu Shuo saw the black steel monster in the distance pressing over, he knew that he couldn't hold it. His face was pale and bloodless, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He had seen the heavy cavalry, under the command of Li Yuanshan. Therefore, he knew that once the heavy cavalry rushed up, the crumbling camp gate that had been bombarded by the heavy crossbow would not be able to stop the footsteps of the heavy cavalry.

"Spearmen, line up at the camp gate!"

He took a deep breath to stabilize himself, then gave a loud command.

In the ranks of the rebels, there were no units to compete with the heavy cavalry, and the only ones that could be used were the pikemen, which cost the least cost. The so-called spear is an iron spear head embedded in front of a wooden pole. The cost of a horse lance is at least a few hundred spears. The ranks of the rebels were so inflated that their weapons and equipment simply could not keep up. Li Yuanshan's iron mine has built a long lance for ten years, and he can barely equip his descendants.

The weapons that were given to the other teams were these low-cost spears. And the pikemen often have another name...... The fastest infantryman to run. Because they had only one spear in their hand, they were the least armed, and they were even more rudimentary than the archers who were also less defensive, and at least the archers had to carry a hard bow, two quiver feathered arrows, and a short sword. When it came to running, there was really no one among the infantry who moved faster than the pikemen.

Tens of thousands of pikemen lined up in the open space inside the camp gate, and the phalanx stacked with soldiers looked extraordinarily thick. Just when the phalanx was just taking shape, Luo Xiaotu's heavy cavalry also arrived. The fragile gates of the camp were slammed open, and the torrent poured in unstoppably.

The rebel pikemen were sweating in their palms, their arms were shaking, their faces were pale, and it became difficult for them to breathe. The spearman at the front crouched on the ground, pressed the barrel of the gun to the ground, pointed the tip of the gun diagonally forward, and clutched the barrel of the gun with both hands, closing his eyes and not daring to look at the group of black steel monsters.

Luo Xiaotu, who rushed to the front, pulled down his visor and pointed forward with a long lance.

The heavy armored cavalry behind also pulled down their armor one after another, revealing only a pair of cruel eyes. The armor was so hideous, like a bloodthirsty yaksha.

When the heavy cavalry and the pikemen collided, even time seemed to stand still.

The spears of the rebels were not as long as the lances, and the spearmen in the front row were picked up by the lances at almost no effect. Unlike the infantry lance, the lance is flexible, and when it hits a soldier, the lance bends and then straightens quickly, and the corpse hanging from the lance is immediately ejected from the blade.

In a matter of moments, the front rows of the rebels' gun array were shattered. The fully armored war horse was almost fearless, and its heavy body crashed into it, and the rebels' heads were immediately broken and bleeding. The spear poked at the heavy cavalry, and if the strength was not enough, the cavalry would at most shake it, and the strength was strong enough to poke the cavalry off the horse, but don't want to pierce the heavy armor.

The heavy cavalry that landed on the ground did not have a trace of survival, because the armor on the body was too heavy, and before it had time to stand up, it would be knocked over by the comrades behind it, and after the horse's hooves were trampled, the body in the iron armor was trampled into mud, and blood flowed out along the gaps in the armor. There was also minced meat, which was squeezed out of it like mud.

The gun array was broken apart layer by layer, and the courage of the rebels was almost crushed.

The horse's hooves trampled on the soldier's skull, and the pop was like crushing a watermelon. The eyeballs squeezed out of their sockets, stuck to the horse's hooves, and I don't know where the tunnel was took.

Luo Xiaotu's lance was three feet long, and the place where it swept was a stump and a broken arm. The rebels' phalanx was thick enough, but it still couldn't stop the heavy cavalry from running straight through the middle.

When the cavalry passed through, only a piece of flesh was left behind.

Liu Shuo kept giving orders, mobilizing people and horses to plug the gap that was torn open, but the rebel soldiers who had been frightened retreated again and again, where did anyone dare to approach the heavy cavalry.

Behind the heavy cavalry, Wen Xiaodao's infantry also rushed in like a tidal wave. The tearing hole grew bigger and bigger, and the rebel forces were quickly swept away by the torrent.

Until now, there are only four words floating back and forth in Liu Shuo's heart.

The tide is over.

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Almost all the rebels were grouped on the west side of the camp to defend against the left front guard, and no one noticed that on the other side, a group of wild wolves that had just tasted flesh and blood were spying on them. On the high slope, when Fang Xie put down the clairvoyance, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as bright as the sun that had just fallen in the morning.

"Get on the horse"

He beckoned and pointed to the east gate of the rebel camp: "Follow me after entering, most of the rebels have been transferred to the west, the camp is empty, and the place where there is heavy defense at this time is naturally where the rebels' baggage lies." Follow me, and don't fight. After entering, start setting fires, and don't think about killing many people when you rush into the baggage camp, I want something! ”

"Take as much as you can!"

Fang Xie jumped onto the red horse: "Our rations and supplies are in the hands of the enemy, if you are polite, I will not finish with you!" ”

"Ha Lu Ha!"

The crowd laughed, and they followed the crimson horse, which whirled out from behind the high slope like the wind, and pounced on the rebel camp.

It looks like a pack of wolves pounced on the sheepfold.