Chapter 669: The Great Army
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Chapter 669 Army
Shangguan Xiu looked at the dried meat handed over by Lao He, and a warm current flowed through his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 He shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not hungry now, you can eat!"
"If you don't eat, where will you get the strength to fight, take it!" Lao He didn't allow him to refuse and shoved the jerky into his hands.
For the wind people, Besa's bread is extremely unpalatable, completely difficult to swallow, but it can only fill the stomach.
While they were eating, a soldier hurried over and shouted, "Lord Battalion Commander, there are a lot of Besa troops from outside the stronghold!"
When Lao He heard this, he immediately stood up and walked, stuffed all the remaining bread in his hand into his mouth, and then quickly climbed to a high point, took the monocular from the deputy battalion lieutenant, and looked out.
Isn't it, to the east of the stronghold, a mighty army of Besa has arrived.
The soldiers of this Besa army were dressed in a very messy manner, some wore steel armor, some wore leather armor, and some wore cloth clothes to go into battle, and the weapons in their hands were also varied, but there were quite a few people, enough in thousands, and an unknown number of cavalry were mixed in.
After looking through the binoculars, the battalion lieutenant jumped down from a high place and shouted to the surrounding wind troops: "The Bessars have come, brothers are ready to fight!"
The deputy battalion lieutenant jumped back after him and said to the old man He Zhengse: "Lord Battalion Commander, our mission is to attack the fortress of the Bessa, there is no need to hold on to this small stronghold!"
The enemy army numbered several thousand, and the enemy had only a few hundred, a difference of about ten times, and this battle could completely avoid its edge.
Lao He's face sank, glared at him fiercely, and said: "Did I ask me to retreat from the battle? Before the war, the general repeatedly ordered that the officers and men of my first army can only go forward bravely, and there will be no cowards who flee without a fight!"
As he spoke, he looked around and saw that people were all looking at him, and he shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Prepare for battle! By the way, push that Besa gun to the east side of the stronghold!"
Under the command of Lao He, the hundreds of Feng troops of the third battalion began to quickly deploy their defenses, some jumped into the trenches, some stood behind the earthen wall, and the artillery was also pushed into the defensive line, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the Besa army on the opposite side.
There were drummers in the camp of the Besa army, and when the soldiers marched forward in the phalanx, the drummers beat the drums rhythmically and let them go far away, and the Besa army was also advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and they were neatly arranged.
As the Bessa army advanced step by step, the nerves of the Wind soldiers began to tense, and people's eyes stared at the crowd of enemies on the opposite side without blinking, and their fingers slowly buckled on the trigger of the firecracker.
"Lord Battalion Commander, the enemy is already within the range of the artillery!" the deputy battalion lieutenant turned to Lao He and said urgently.
"Wait, don't be in a hurry to fire!" "Now your own guns can't hit the enemy, and your own side only has one artillery, a dozen shells, if you can't use them with firearms, you can have little effect.
After a few more minutes, the Bessa's army was closer to the stronghold, and at this time, the Besa army's camp was the first to hear the sound of firecrackers.
For a moment, a long line of firelight erupted from the camp of the Besa army, thick smoke rose everywhere, and projectiles flew overwhelmingly.
The projectile hit the earthen wall, crackling, and the wind soldiers all lowered their heads and shrank behind cover to avoid the other party's shots. When the distance of the other party was only two hundred steps away, Lao He finally shouted: "Fire!"
With his order, the Feng soldiers who had long been unable to hold it back pulled the trigger together. Bang bang
Boom! The artillery also opened fire at this time, and the shells smashed into the camp of the Besa army, exploding, and because of the dense position, countless people were killed and wounded.
The Besa phalanx, which was quite neat just now, became chaotic in an instant with the counterattack of the wind army, especially those Besa troops wearing cloth clothes, seeing that the companions in front of them and around them were knocked down by projectiles one after another, their faces turned pale with fright, and they retreated back one after another.
The strength of the phalanx lies in the neatness of the formation, maintaining the enemy's fire suppression and pressing step by step, once someone is cowardly, it will lead to a big chaos in the overall formation, and when the formation is chaotic, there will be no firepower suppression, just a random fight.
The musket is not a musket, there is no rifling in the barrel, there is no high accuracy of the musket, and it can only be won by quantity, that is, it kills and injures the enemy in a continuous salvo.
The commander of the Besa army was obviously not a newcomer, and as soon as the soldiers in front were in disarray, the overseers behind immediately rushed forward, and the people armed with swords began to mercilessly slash and kill the soldiers who were timid and fled from the battle. In just a few moments, hundreds of deserters died at the hands of the Warlords.
Seeing that there was only one way to escape, the cowardly Besa soldiers could only suppress the fear in their hearts, bite the bullet, and return to the array, and the chaos of the Besa army was able to be contained. The soldiers regrouped, formed a phalanx, and continued to advance.
When the distance between the two sides was only a hundred paces, the camp of the Besa army suddenly split to the left and right, and immediately after, a large group of cavalry rushed out of the crack in the infantry phalanx and launched a cavalry charge against the stronghold of the Wind Army a hundred paces away.
The lieutenant of the battalion, who was in command of the defensive line, saw clearly and shouted: "Cavalry! It's the cavalry of Besa! Brothers gather fire and shoot at the cavalry!"
The Wind soldiers turned their guns and fired a volley at the Bessa cavalry who had rushed over.
The cavalry of Besa did not charge forward in a horizontal row, but in a row of two, connected into a long dragon, and the cavalry in the front row completely acted as a meat shield, even if there were more enemy troops on the other side, no matter how fierce the firepower, after a volley, there were only two cavalrymen who could kill and wound.
During the cavalry charge, the cavalry in the front row were knocked over and dismounted one after another, but the cavalry behind was completely unaffected, stepping over the corpses of their comrades and charging forward with all their might. In an instant, the Besa cavalry had broken through the fire resistance of the Wind Army and advanced to the front of the Wind Army's defensive line.
The cavalry spear, with the inertia of the war horse's charge, stabbed forward, so thick that the earthen wall could be pierced by the cavalry spear with a single shot, and the wind soldiers hiding behind the earthen wall were stabbed to death.
Seeing the enemy cavalry break into his own line, the deputy battalion lieutenant roared and rushed forward with his sword.
A Besa cavalryman rushed in front of him, and his spear stabbed straight at his face.
The deputy battalion lieutenant also reacted quickly, and his body rolled to the side, dodging the sharp edge of the spear, and at the same time, he swept out with a knife, cutting off the hind legs of the war horse. The horse roared and fell to the ground, and the horsemen fell with it. The lieutenant pounced forward with a knife in his hand, and slashed off the man's head. But immediately afterward, more than a dozen cavalry swarmed towards him, spears and spears, all of which pierced his fortress. The deputy battalion lieutenant roared angrily, holding his knife in both hands, slashing left and right, blocking the spears that stabbed him one by one.
In the melee, he was only a little slow before he was stabbed in the lower abdomen with a spear. By his inertia, he slid backwards several meters away. He threw away his sword, grasped the barrel of his gun with both hands, and slammed the cavalryman off his horse.
He pulled out the spear that had pierced his lower abdomen, flipped his wrist and stabbed him in the chest, and then he took the spear and picked down three oncoming cavalrymen in succession.
By this time, however, his strength had run out, and a cavalryman who had swept past him slammed his hammer on top of his head, and with a snap, his helmet was smashed flat, and scarlet blood flowed from the cracks in his distorted helmet.
Just as the cavalry broke through the outer defense line of the Wind Army and was about to break through to the stronghold, Shangguan Xiu rushed out of the stronghold. As soon as he left his stronghold, he ran into a large group of Bersa cavalry swarming, and two spears stabbed at him from the left and right.
Shangguan Xiu immediately covered the spirit armor and stood in place, his waist twisted quickly, and the edges of the two spears swept under the armpits on both sides. He jerked his raised arm back, clinging his guns to his armpits.
The strength of the cavalry charge is so great, not to mention that the other party is still two cavalrymen, but Shangguan Xiu's body is like a nail nailed to the ground, not moving, two war horses swept past him, and the two cavalry on the horse were both pushed off the war horses.
Shangguan Xiu threw away a spear, grabbed another spear, first stabbed it to the ground, and then picked it out, and one of the Besa cavalrymen was picked out by him and smashed into the crowd of cavalry, and with two muffled plops, two more cavalrymen were smashed off their horses.
He gave a shout and threw the spear in his hand. Pounce, pounce, pounce and spear flew through the body of one of the Besa soldiers and nailed deep into the chest of another Besa cavalryman. Shangguan Xiu turned the invisible into a strange knife and cast a spiritual chaos outward.
The Besa cavalry is basically heavily armoured, with thick plate armor on the outside and chain mail on the inside, and two layers of armor inside and outside.
Under the attack of the spirits, more than a dozen Besa cavalrymen and horses fell to the ground. Shangguan Xiu did not retreat, but advanced, facing the cavalry team in front of him, and killed the past. The invisible Mo knife is extremely sharp, and it is slashed down with a single sword, and the Besa cavalry is often cut by all men and horses.
Hundreds of Besa cavalry, not long after, was killed and wounded by Shangguan Xiu alone, more than two hundred, seeing that there were powerful and abnormal spiritual cultivators in the wind army, the Besa cavalry did not dare to continue the battle, and quickly retreated from within the defense line of the wind army. But by this time, the infantry of the Besa Army had already advanced into the defense line of the Wind Army, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Wind Army.
In terms of combat power, the soldiers of the Besa army, which were put together temporarily, could not be the opponent of the soldiers of the Zhenjun army in any case, but the advantage of the Besa army was that there were many people, and even if the soldiers of the Zhenjun army were covered in iron, they could crush a few nails.
Seeing that his brothers were defeated and retreated by the Besa army, Shangguan Xiu secretly gritted his teeth, and he jumped to the courtyard wall of the stronghold, squinting his eyes, and carefully examining the camp of the Besa army.