As soon as Cui Huanchen's military order to attack, the remaining 160,000 Xichuan troops immediately dispatched the whole army, commanded by Cui Lingdong himself, and rushed towards the position of Tianqiwei.

"Those who dare to retreat will be killed!"

The terrifying power of artillery is still in front of you, and the forward battalion of 30,000 people was completely wiped out in less than three incense sticks, and the remaining ragtag army is naturally concerned and hesitates.

However, the Cui family lined up the 20,000 descendants with the most combat power, dragged them at the end, and formed a sword and axe hand, and the officers in front gave the attack order to the soldiers while shouting the warning of "death to those who retreat".

It is better to fight for an old life, maybe you can survive if you are lucky, most people have such a fluke mentality, this army of homeless people finally began to rush towards Xu Rui's army tremblingly.

"Boom, boom!"

When the army entered the range of artillery, the artillery strike came as scheduled, and the scene of death frantically harvesting human lives on the battlefield suddenly reappeared.

However, this time the dozens of artillery pieces had to deal with no longer the 30,000 army, and the increase in the number of people made the battle line stretched several times, and it was difficult for the dozens of artillery pieces to form a comprehensive fire coverage, and the effect of deterrence was greatly weakened.

In addition to the Chinese army, which was hindered by the artillery barrage, tens of thousands of horses on the left and right flanks quickly passed through the open area about a mile long, but a complex minefield awaited them.

Crazy explosions came and went, and the dense charge greatly increased the combat effectiveness of artillery and mines, and the morale of the Xichuan army, which was cornered, dropped again and again, and finally showed signs of a large-scale collapse.

After Cui Lingdong found out about this, he immediately ordered to kill the fugitive on the spot, and the bloody broadsword immediately cut at the neck of his own people, and in just one cup of tea, more than 1,000 heads fell to the ground, which was not much less powerful than the artillery.

What is even bloodier is that killing is also being done on another high platform at the rear of the battlefield, where the old and weak women and children are kneeling on the high mound with their hands cut off behind their backs, and the executioners behind them are killing people in rows by waving their broadswords in accordance with the neat orders.

The high platform was so cleverly built that as long as it was a soldier who was charging forward, no matter where it was, it could be seen clearly when he turned around, and the people who were killed were their wives and children.

In order to control the displaced people, while recruiting men into the barracks, Cui Huanchen also set up a special institution to shelter the wives, daughters, and parents of the displaced people, and organized these people to sew clothes and transport supplies for the army.

This is a very clever trick, first, if the whole family of the displaced people has something to rely on, the people's hearts will be quickly stabilized, second, with these free laborers, the army can save a huge amount of money, and third, if the displaced people do not obey the command, these old and weak people are the best hostages.

Things were just as Cui Huanchen expected, as soon as they saw that the people began to kill on the high platform, and then they were frightened by the shouts of the officers, the poor homeless soldiers had no way to retreat, so they had to rush forward again.

Some people's spirits collapsed instantly, and the weapons in their hands had long been thrown away, running blindly like headless flies, perhaps thinking that as long as they kept running, they would not be caught up by despair.

It is unrealistic to expect such an army to fight, but what Cui Huanchen wants is such an effect, a large number of displaced people are not only quickly consuming the firepower of the Apocalypse, but also wading through the large minefield laid by the Apocalypse Guard with their flesh and blood.

The scale of this minefield was already very large, and Xu Rui made almost all the grenades into mines, and only then laid a minefield that stretched for miles on the periphery of the position.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to pass through this minefield, the speed must be extremely slow, but who would have thought that the Cui family would lose their conscience and fill it with human lives like this?

Seeing that the enemy's army was about to break through the blockade of mines, the commanders of the Apocalypse Guard on the mountainside raised their hearts to their throats.

"Marshal, the defense line behind the minefield is too weak, according to this momentum, if the Apocalypse Chariot is not dispatched, I am afraid that it will not be long before the enemy will rush directly to the artillery position."

Lin Shaodong said gloomily.

Cao Siyuan nodded and said: "Marshal, the artillery position is our biggest reliance at the moment, once the artillery position is broken, we will immediately be torn to pieces by these hundreds of thousands of enemies." ”

Under the sound of the "rumbling" cannon, Xu Rui's face also became extremely solemn, obviously he didn't expect that a plate of scattered homeless people would use their flesh and blood to cross the terrible minefield.

However, no matter how quickly and unexpectedly the tide of battle changed, he would always tell himself that he had to be calm, that he had to calm down, because once he panicked, even if it was only for a short moment, then the end of this battle had already come early.

"No, the chariot unit can't move yet!"

Xu Rui shook his head stubbornly, lifted the black phoenix crossbow beside him, and walked towards the last defensive position.

"Dashuai!"

"Where are you going?"

Zhang Zuofeng and Lin Shaodong were frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

Xu Rui said: "The brothers are desperate, this last line of defense will be guarded by Ben Shuai himself, and if you want to rush to the artillery position, unless you step on Ben Shuai's corpse!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Lin Shaodong suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, and he wanted to open his mouth to dissuade him, but Cao Siyuan, who was born in the rivers and lakes, was enthusiastic when he heard it, and before Lin Shaodong could speak, he hugged his fists and knelt down on one knee and said: "The handsome and righteous will swear to follow and live and die with the Apocalypse!" ”

Xu Rui was moved in his heart, patted Cao Siyuan's shoulder, and was about to say a word of comfort, but at this moment, Lin Shaodong suddenly pointed to the battlefield and said, "Look, you are here!" ”

Xu Rui was shocked, and hurriedly looked towards the battlefield, only to see that the homeless soldiers had already waded through the minefield after paying a huge price, and a cavalry force of thousands of people suddenly rushed out behind them, stabbing straight at the artillery position of the Apocalypse Guard like sharp knives.

This cavalry is completely different from the cannon fodder composed of outcasts, they move quickly, come and go like the wind, and maintain a high fighting spirit in such a harsh environment, obviously the trump card of trumps!

"Quick, notify Guo Shengbao and turn the muzzle!"

Xu Rui let out a loud shout, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face.

On the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, the cavalry shouted and killed, quickly broke away from the original battle line, and rushed all the way to kill, with the momentum of killing people and killing Buddha with Buddha.

Such a division of a hundred battles is naturally not all the forces that the Cui family has, they are the five thousand men and horses left in Xichuan by the Wuling army.

This group of men and horses first hid among the homeless soldiers and slowly advanced, and waited until the homeless people used their flesh and blood to wade through the minefield before they suddenly attacked, intending to give Xu Rui and Tianqiwei the most fatal blow, which was Cui Huanchen's biggest killing move in this battle.

At present, the Wuling pro-army that has penetrated into the hinterland of the Northern Dynasty has shown a declining trend, and the hearts of the people in Xichuan are fluctuating, and only by destroying Xu Rui in one fell swoop with a thunderous posture can they deter the young people who are about to move.

For this blow, Cui Huanchen not only gave up the conservative strategy of long-term encirclement, but also sacrificed countless lives to create opportunities for them, as long as he could break through Xu Rui's defense line, everything would be worth it.

There was a shout from the artillery position on the hillside, and the artillery quickly adjusted the angle of fire, but with this slight delay, the cavalry had already crossed the most vulnerable open area and left the shells behind.

The whistling shells did not blossom directly in the cavalry phalanx, but only hit the infantry camp that came rushing from the rear, which was a perfect victory for the cavalry charging forward.

"Got it!"

On the handsome platform, Cui Huanchen looked at this scene from a distance and couldn't help yelling, only to find that his heart was pounding, as if it was about to fly out of his chest.

How long has it been since he had such an experience, at this moment he seemed to be dozens of years younger, and he took a deep breath of youth from the decaying twilight drum and morning bell, which was extremely wonderful.

This is a big gamble with all his dreams and chips, for him who is cautious by nature, he never thought that one day he would be forced to this field, not to mention that his opponent Xu Rui is only eighteen this year.

"It's really a good boy, but it's a pity that it's still too tender, and the old man won this game!"

Cui Huanchen breathed a long sigh of relief and began to express his kindness and pity for Xu Rui without hesitation in the attitude of a victor.