What is this, do they have a cannon too? ”

Just as Zhang Zuofeng was stunned by this round of salvo, Cao Siyuan grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and shouted loudly into his ear.

Zhang Zuofeng came back to his senses, glanced at him gratefully, and explained: "It's not artillery, it's a return cannon, it's actually a kind of trebuchet, which can throw a thousand catties of boulders a mile or two away!" ”

Cao Siyuan nodded: "I understand, it's the Silent Annihilation Army!"

They had already written down the direction of the artillery position, and fired directly in the predetermined direction, even in the dark of the night, it had no effect, and we didn't know where they were, and they couldn't fight back at all, the Southern Korean barbarians were really cunning! ”

Zhang Zuofeng looked at the artillery position that had turned into a sea of fire, and said with a miserable smile: "Not only that, now that the artillery company is finished, I'm afraid their cavalry will immediately rush over through the night......

Everyone knows that the Apocalypse Guard has been able to deal with the Wuling pro-army until now, relying on the powerful artillery and the Apocalypse Chariot, and now that the artillery is gone, even if it survives tonight, I am afraid there will be no life.

However, the battle has reached this point, even if you know that it is death, you can only fight hard.

"Herald!"

Zhang Zuofeng shouted loudly, and the heralds around him immediately surrounded him to listen to the order.

"Pass my general order, all units immediately treat the wounded, count the casualties, and prepare for battle, the enemy's cavalry is about to rush up!"

"Yes!"

As soon as a few heralds agreed, another round of terrifying fire oil projections, and the sound of explosions came and went, burning the forward positions into a sea of fire again.

Fortunately, although this improvised fortification is simple and imperfect, it was built by Xu Rui after the Maginot Line in France during World War II.

The original intention of the Maginot Line was to continue the idea of trench warfare in World War I, although it could not keep up with the pace of the times of World War II and led to a miserable end, but the ability to defend against giant artillery in a single round was unparalleled.

Although this rudimentary fortification was devoid of reinforced concrete, the power of the enemy's oil barrels was far inferior to that of the cannons, and in a properly designed trench, as long as the dodge was done in time, the casualties would be much smaller than expected.

The heralds hooked their bodies, carrying the roaring boulders and oil drums, shuttling through the trenches extending in all directions, transmitting Zhang Zuofeng's orders to every corner, and the slightly chaotic position due to the continuous bombardment quickly stabilized.

At this moment, the raindrops suddenly stopped, and then the "rumbling" of horses' hooves sounded like waves.

"They are coming, pass my general order, the crossbow bolts are ignited, the whole army is ready, the vision is not good tonight, and I will not be allowed to shoot until I give the unified order!"

"Yes!"

The first wave of heralds had not returned, and the second wave of heralds rushed out with Zhang Zuofeng's order.

On the position on the left flank, An Ge also wore armor and held a crossbow, leaning against the trenches, tonight's battle was a battle of life and death, almost everyone had to participate in the battle, and he was naturally no exception.

On his left were Xu Rui's personal guards, and on his right were Han Qi and the thirty or forty subordinates he brought, at this time, everyone was not distinguishing from each other, holding the bow and crossbow in their hands tightly, waiting for the enemy to appear.

The sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and clearer, and even if you are hiding in the trenches, you can clearly feel the vibrations of the earth.

"They're coming!"

Tang Xin roared.

An Ge hurriedly clenched the black phoenix crossbow in his hand, poked out half of his head from the trench, and looked out carefully.

Outside, however, it was still pitch black, and only the sound of it was heard, but no one was seen.

"What should I do if I can't see the enemy?"

An Ge asked Tang Xin in a panic, Tang Xin looked solemn, stared at the pitch-black front, and did not answer.

Suddenly, a red cloud of fire appeared more than a hundred meters away from the forward position, followed by a violent explosion, followed by explosions like fried beans, as if a burst of fireworks had been set off in front of the position.

"It's a mine, who planted the mine in front of the position?!"

On the central position, Zhang Zuofeng exclaimed.

"See, the firelight illuminates the enemy!"

Cao Siyuan pointed to the place where the mine exploded and shouted.

"Fire!"

As soon as Zhang Zuofeng saw the opportunity, he immediately ordered to open fire.

On the left flank position, several heralds rushed behind the crowd, shouting: "Fire, fire!" ”

Tang Xin took advantage of the fire of the mine explosion to aim slightly, and immediately pulled the trigger.

An Ge, Han Qi and others also followed suit and began to shoot.

Countless crossbow arrows suddenly poured out, as dense as migratory birds, and the real battlefield more than two miles wide was immediately completely covered by the firepower of the crossbow arrows.

First came the sound of clanging gold and iron, followed by screams and falling horses, and the cavalry, whose formation had been disrupted by mines at the beginning, immediately became live targets, and fell in pieces.

The rest of the people were frightened, and they scattered and fled in an instant, not daring to rush forward to kill a single step, and the soldiers of the Apocalypse Guard were immediately overjoyed when they saw this.

However, the joy of the crowd did not last long, and the earth shook again, this time three points more intensely than before.

Zhang Zuofeng's face on the central position changed: "Oh no, Fang is still a puppet army sent by the barbarians of the Southern Dynasty to test the firepower, this time it is the real Southern Dynasty Iron Cavalry!" ”

Sure enough, as he expected, with the cannon fodder of the mines taking the lead, and consuming the strongest first wave of the Apocalypse Guard's counterattack, the cavalry that appeared this time was significantly faster and more powerful.

They quickly approached the position along the road that the cannon fodder had walked out, and even if someone stepped on a mine, they would continue to rush forward without hesitation, and even if the war horse was frightened, they could force the horse's head back and then charge, both the horsemanship and the will to fight were terrifyingly strong.

"Fire, fire!"

The dense burst of crossbows continued to shoot after changing their magazines, and the sound of falling horses "knocking" was constantly heard from the front of the position, and it was obvious that the enemy had suffered heavy casualties.

However, those strong cavalry of the Southern Dynasty still did not stop, running wildly against the "rain of bullets", if they could blow away the night and stand on a high place, they could see the black cavalry team like waves slapping towards the position.

And having lost artillery positions, the cavalry was halfway through the minefield as soon as it had waded through it.

For the cavalry charging at full speed, the distance of more than 100 meters was instantaneous, and the fierce Southern Dynasty warriors rushed to the old tree hills in a blink of an eye.

The cavalry could not fight in the jungle, not to mention that it was still attacking from the back, and it was a night battle, and the horses could hardly move an inch in the woods.

Therefore, the cavalry of the Southern Dynasty rushed to the foot of the hill and immediately dismounted and fought on foot, with a shield in one hand and a horse pistol in the other, and rushed towards the position.

But the momentary delay in dismounting slowed them down, and many warriors crowded into the narrow strip at the foot of the hills, like swarms of sardines.

"Grenade!"

Zhang Zuofeng gave an order, took the lead in pulling off the insurance, threw the grenade far away, and then poured out one after another under his guidance.

At the foot of the hill, like firecrackers, they exploded one after another, and the first few groups of cavalry who rushed to the foot of the mountain were all blown to pieces, and the subsequent waves of cavalry were killed and injured by the flying fragments.

Then the crossbow began to roar again, and the rest of the cavalry suffered again.

Finally, the cavalry of this onslaught collapsed, and the cavalry that had not yet rushed to the foot of the mountain began to retreat, and the survivors of the dismounted foot battle hurriedly mounted their horses and fled.

However, just after repelling an attack, the soldiers of the Apocalypse Guard did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and there was another roar overhead, and huge boulders and lit gasoline barrels once again covered the entire position.

After finally withstanding this round of bombardment, the sound of "rumbling" horses' hooves, which was louder than the last one, sounded again, and the third wave of attacks began without stopping.

"Damn, these Southern Dynasty dogs are endless, and they can only be beaten passively without artillery, what a wretch!"

Cao Siyuan extinguished the small flame on his shoulder, stood up with a curse, and aimed the repeating crossbow in his hand at the foot of the mountain.

"General, the crossbow arrows and grenades on the position can't keep up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a herald ran over panting.

Zhang Zuofeng quickly shook off the sand on his body, and shouted: "Order all the members of the baggage company to go into battle, take out the reserves, and quickly replenish the crossbow arrows and grenades on the position, and must not form a firepower gap." ”

"Yes!"

The herald immediately took the order and left.

But Cao Siyuan's face became ugly: "The enemy wants to use the batch charge to not give us a chance to breathe, so as to consume our firepower." Our firepower will get weaker and weaker, but the enemy's offensive will be stronger and stronger in waves, and the gap in numbers between the two sides is too big, so if we continue like this, we will not be able to hold the position sooner or later, what should we do? ”

"I'm thinking of a way, I'm thinking about it!"

Zhang Zuofeng snorted violently, and his tone was also full of anxiety.

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