1636 Battle of the Sona River (5)
The rumbling sound from the upstream direction attracted the attention of the warring sides in the middle of the river
"Steady!" a general of the Falcon Central Army ordered loudly, although his face was also full of confusion, but the falcon battle flag representing the Falcon Majesty in the distance was still fluttering in the wind in the center of the main formation, this was the guarantee, just as he asked people to go to the base camp to ask for instructions, a sound of horses' hooves galloped from the upstream, and a dozen swift guards cavalry ran from the upstream to the downstream, and suddenly stopped here
"What's going on here?" "The Imperial Legion Commander Sharon reined in his horse violently, the horse's hooves raised the dust on the ground heavily, his eyes swept over the fierce battle river, his eyes were suddenly full of killing intent, and his mouth shouted with all his might, "I am the Imperial Legion Commander Sallon, whose defense line is this."
"Imperial Legion Commander Salon!" The Falcon Army soldier who was resting almost thought that he had misheard, and his eyes focused on the middle-aged man on the horse, the pillar of the Imperial military world, but he didn't even wear armor at the moment, and the other Guards cavalry did the same, no wonder he could run so fast, but the rumored one-eye, which could make people's souls fly away, flashed with a terrifying luster in the night, "It's my defense line, I'm Nati Woods, the commander of the Seventh Banner of the Central Army!"
The commander of the Central Army Banner hurriedly ran over, "Lord Salon, although you are the commander of the legion, it is ...... like this" The Falcon Army general looked at Salon without even wearing armor, his face was stern, and he straightened up and saluted Salon, his face was neither humble nor arrogant,
"Since it is the Central Army, you should know that before the war, Your Majesty issued an order not to go down the river to engage the enemy without authorization under any circumstances!" Salon swept his gaze over the face of the Central Army officer, and then glanced at the battle line in the middle of the river, frowned slightly, and asked in an unquestioning voice, "You answer me, what are your soldiers doing?"
"Report to your Excellency. My soldiers are fighting!" Natty Woods raised his head and replied loudly with a stern face, "The river is only waist-deep, and the enemy is menacing, if you don't take the initiative to go down to the river to engage it, just rely on the river embankment, once the opponent's forces reach the limit of our army's bearing, it will be difficult for the entire defense line to suppress the enemy's offensive!"
"I don't care what your reason is, whatever method you use, get everyone up at once!" said Salon angrily, waving his horsewhip. angrily reprimanded, "If you were your own subordinate, I would have whipped it down a long time ago, the military order is like a mountain, where is there so much nonsense!"
"His Majesty once said that as the commander of an army, you must learn to seize the fighter plane and bite it to the death, I don't think I was wrong, as long as I give me another half hour, our army will counterattack on the other side's riverbank!" replied Nattiwoods with an impassioned expression
"Counterattack? Who told you to counterattack! You think the entire defense line is 230,000 troops. Are you just a smart man?" Salon anxiously glanced upstream, then at the reluctant and stubborn commander of the Central Army in front of the horse, and decided to tell the truth, "The mouth of the river has been dug upstream, and the flood is coming soon." Soon it will be flooded, and if you want your people to be swept away by the flood, stay in the river and counterattack!
"I have more important things to see Your Majesty, but I don't have time to continue to rub shoulders with you here. Sue sù you this is already a leak, you can do it yourself!" Salon whipped the horse's hips and galloped away with several lightly armed cavalrymen
"What!"
Nati Woods' face changed. The two armies fought fiercely for more than an hour, the entire river was full of people, countless scattered corpses were washed up by the water on the bank of the river where the two armies were fighting, the soldiers were red-eyed, and the six squadrons under his command were more than one-third of the personnel lost in less than three hours, but he still did not hesitate to regroup the troops that had returned, and then continued to fight,
In this never-ending strangulation, whoever retreats will lose!
The Gallic army was still imposing at first, comparable to the stubborn killing of the Falcon Army, but as time went on and the casualties increased, the Falcon Army's fighting spirit became more and more high, and the number of reinforcements put in by the Gauls on the opposite side of the river bank was obviously unable to keep up, and it was already obviously tired.
Nati Woods was still planning to take advantage of this to fight a counterattack and kill directly across the river, but now, Nati Woods only felt a chill rising, flood! Nati Woods swept his eyes over the river water that only reached his waist, flashing in the firelight with a thick feeling like human blood, no wonder there was only such a little water tonight, it turned out that His Majesty cut off the upstream, Nati Woods shuddered, Salon's last words touched his nerves, he didn't think that an imperial minister of Salon's level needed to deceive himself,
He was an officer from the Western Corps, one of the two Western Flag Regiments that were ordered to be transferred to the Northwest Coast this time.
The two Western Flag Regiments were temporarily organized by the fat man as the Seventh and Eighth Banner Regiments of the Central Army, and this battle was used as a reserve, because of the readjustment, the two reserves were sent to the front line, the first battle of Paraven, the unprepared Western Army, was almost defeated by the desperate battle of the peerless veteran Marshal Anto of Doroke, and the collective defeat was defeated, although in the end it still held the bank of the Paraven River, but the Western Army of the poor was already destined to fall from the throne of the glorious Imperial First Army, at that time, if it was not for the desperate arrival of the Central Army General Hu Kochili, it almost caused the entire Imperial Army to feel ashamed of the heavy strategic mistake,
Because of this, in the post-war treatment, although the Falcon Majesty did not say anything, he transferred the brave and warlike Northwest Army from the prosperous continental center of Paravon to the remote Dorok Aaron Mountains.
This is a silent rebuke from His Majesty the Falcon, too many officers of the Northwest Army are ashamed when they talk about this matter, and they will be punished if they are defeated, this is the iron law of the Falcon Army, no officer has decided to disagree with this, but in their hearts, they are also fervently hoping to have the opportunity to regain glory,
Whether it is a soldier or an officer, even if there is only one chance, he will choose to fight the enemy to the death, and he will never retreat a step.
Although these two flag regiments were reserves, since they were sent to the front line, they fought more fiercely than the central army in other sections of the river, and they were also the soldiers of these two flag regiments, and they were the first to jump off the river section in disregard of military orders, and the soldiers went crazy, and the officers also went crazy! There were only 3 squadron leaders and 22 squad leaders who were carried back, accounting for one-half of the middle and lower-level officers in the entire flag regiment, and if Nati Woods was not the commander of the flag regiment, he might have been among the battle losses, but none of the officers complained about this. The wounded came back to bandage it, and immediately went back, this is the soldier of the Western Legion, fighting out the courage that has been suppressed in his heart for a year,
What a cruel thing it is to now ask them to withdraw in the face of the victory they have seen,
After a few seconds of hard decision, Nati Woods slammed his fist into the river, bleeding faintly between his knuckles, and raised his head through gritted teeth. Like a wounded beast, he shouted to the herald behind him: "Trumpeter, order the whole army to withdraw to the riverbank! No matter who it is, whether it is fighting or not, immediately withdraw to the riverbank at any cost! Whoever does not come back, Lao Tzu will kill him first!"
"Woohoo"
The mournful battle cry, like an unwilling long sigh, resounded throughout the Sona River in the dark night, and the tens of thousands of Falcon Army soldiers who were still fighting fiercely in the water turned back a little blankly, "What's going on? Have we failed?" The thought flashed through the minds of the soldiers who were fighting for life and death almost simultaneously, and the sound of the battle horn made everyone's nerves tense. Some of the troops who had withdrawn from the front to rest and recuperate stood up,
The order was like a mountain, and despite the reluctance of a million, the Falcon soldiers in the river quickly retreated, just ashore. A group of officers covered in blood surrounded Nanti Woods, "My lord, what's going on, why should we withdraw, we didn't lose." We can't even lose face for the Western Army."
"I can't explain it, but this is the order!" replied Natty Woods, with a fierce look on his face, "The mouth of the river has been dug upstream, and the flood will soon come down!" A fierce thud slammed into the embankment,
I saw a huge wave that was more than ten meters wide and seemed to be endless upstream, and the embankments on both sides of the river seemed to have disappeared suddenly, all covered by the surging waves, and countless trees were caught in it and rolled up and down
No one could have estimated such a terrible scene, all the sounds were still
In the lower reaches of the Sona River, dense Gallic soldiers are storming the river, arrows are like locusts, the two armies collide violently, in the face of this thunderous and ferocious impact, the human wall of flesh and blood is shattered under the terrible weapon, the flying spears are pouring against each other, the terrible screams are coming and going, the shields in their hands are heavily slammed into each other, both sides are dense soldiers,
"My lord, it seems that the other party has found out!" A Gallic general turned his head a little nervously to look at the middle of the trumpet, and said to Stanley Spencer next to him, "Only then did he react, what can the other party do" Stanley Spencer stared at the fighting river beach, and smiled noncommittally at the corner of his mouth, "Our army has pressed on the river bank, and the other party is already at the end of the crossbow, even if it rushes from the middle of the river as fast as possible, the other party has no chance at all"
The poignant horn that came made his eyebrows, which had been tightly twisted together, finally loosened, and a smile finally appeared on his stern face, "What's more, the main attack area from the middle of the combat zone to the lower reaches is a 17-mile-long section of the river, and I have already arranged 30,000 troops to wait for it in the middle of the river, once the other party finds out that the situation is not good and wants to reinforce, these 30,000 troops will immediately launch a fierce attack along the river section, so that the northwest army supporting the downstream on the opposite side has to stop and fall into a difficult situation." "Hey, it's too unfortunate for the people of the Northwest to meet such a wise general as your lord!" A hint of admiration flashed on the Gallic general's face, but his expression did not last long, he heard a muffled thunder getting louder and louder from the middle and upper reaches, the sound was like a heavy cavalry group rushing and the sound of horses' hooves, it seemed that even the earth was trembling slightly, and a surging white line suddenly appeared in the far part of the river, "This is!" The Gallic general looked at the white line that turned sharply, and was stunned, and Stanley Spencer was also dumbfounded, and wanted to give an order, but it was too late, and the waves of water rolling back and forth between the rivers rolled, like a fierce white dragon, slamming into the Gallic army of 100,000 people crossing the river, and one after another rushed to the eyes, with the broken branches of the trees descended from the upstream gods, and the wind swept through like clouds,
Thousands of Gallic soldiers bore the brunt of the blow, and were thrown up directly by the waves, and it was like a few gadgets being swept into the bottom of the waves, and then nothing was gone, only the torrent of white waves rushing and tumbling.
"Attention, Flood!"
The Gallic army was completely stunned by the sudden flood, the crowded section of the river of 100,000 people, dense like a natural huge human dam, just collided with the rushing flood, "popped" countless black spots flew away like heavy mud, under the power of nature, the weak body of human beings, like a pile of sand, was destroyed and washed down, the wild current swept away mercilessly, and the sound of rumbling water filled everyone's sight. "Bastard!" Stanley Spencer's eyes were bloodshot, and he could see that the tree trunks were mixed in with the flood to know that someone had built a barrage upstream, and when the dam mouth was dug, the timber used to build the dam was also swept down, and although the flood was ferocious, the impact on the soldiers was limited after all, and after a few waves, the water quickly slowed down, and thousands of people were swept away. Tens of thousands of people staggered under the impact of the flood, and many soldiers did not have time to stand up, and another row of flood peaks arrived.
The muddy water slammed down on the head and face, this time countless tree trunks were swept by the flood at the same time, the Gallic soldiers were hit on the head by the thick tree trunks, and the dense queue of Gallic soldiers seemed to be rolled over by thousands of horses, and the corpses of the Gallic soldiers smashed by the powerful tree trunks floated in a piece, as if a section was cut alive on the river. A huge gap broke out between the 100,000 Gallic troops,
At least tens of thousands of soldiers were either killed or wounded under the impact of the flood and tree trunks, and fell into the river in wailing. As soon as the morale of the Gallic army, which was still boiling just now, it fell to the freezing point, "Forward!" The northwest army on the opposite side, which was a little declining, suddenly showed a rainbow momentum, and the soldiers who had retreated just now shouted again and pressed on, in the dark night that could not be seen. Countless heavily armored infantry swarmed out from behind as if out of thin air, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded rapidly in the night. The Northwest Cavalry, armed with sharp swords, was like a ghost that suddenly appeared in the night, forming several huge cone-shaped phalanxes, and the Gallic soldiers who were at a loss on the opposite river beach rushed towards them!
The neat and dense black-armored cavalry was like a steel wall, and it was like a mountain of swords and a sea of swords rushing towards it, and the gloomy and pitch-black wings stretched out silently, eerie and terrifying. The sound of cracked and piercing horses' hooves rolled like thunder, "Watch out for the enemy cavalry!"
The Gallic soldiers on the river bank were completely stunned by the sudden situation in front of them, the squadron behind had just been swept away by the flood, and the steel hooves of the black-armored cavalry in front had already slammed in like a whirlwind, and the sword light swept and destroyed a qiē. In the face of this terrible torrent of destruction, the tens of thousands of Gallic soldiers who had not had time to adjust were like paper paste, and were rushed by the cavalry cluster that crashed in from the front.
"Evacuate the whole army, evacuate immediately!
Stanley Binsai's eyes were full of blood, his body sitting on the war horse shook, and he almost fell off the statue on horseback, he was an experienced old Jiang after all, from the sudden flood to the enemy's obvious cavalry cluster that had been lurking for a long time, he immediately guessed that he had fallen into a trap, and he gave three orders in one breath, although it seemed to mean the same thing, but the last order already explained the difficulty of retreating
At any cost, naturally some soldiers want to give up, the tens of thousands of soldiers in the river are okay to say, they are already taking the initiative to retreat in a hurry, crowded into a mess, those Gallic soldiers who have broken through the embankment will obviously not be let go lightly, the Northwest Army is close behind, can be used as the sharp forward of the assault of the 100,000 army, and the Gallic soldiers who are still resisting on these embankments are obviously the real elite of the Gallic army,
In order to keep more people, Stanley Spencer could only give up, as a warrior of the empire, he naturally had to have the consciousness of dedicating himself to the empire
"Everyone, stop!" Realizing that the retreat was hopeless, the elite Gallic infantry spontaneously formed small groups, but under the sweeping of the powerful cavalry cluster, they were slashed by a huge side knife, and the soldiers were crushed into powder by the torrent of steel in a cry of death.
"Attack" With the hoarse shouts of the rear infantry, the infantry in the rear pressed, and the two black lines finally collided together on the river beach, and the earth-shattering sound of fighting resounded in the night sky, poof" The spears of the Falcon heavy infantry pierced into the enemy's body in rows, and pulled out with blood,
The thick and tall heavy infantry shields were pushed forward in a neat formation, like a shrinking triangle, constantly squeezing the dwindling number of enemies on the river beach from three directions, the Gallic soldiers were pushed down the river, and a large number of Gallic soldiers were crowded together in the river, and the Falcon infantry jumped into the river bank one by one with bayonet guns and shields, and the mud splashed, and the dense Gauls surged under their feet like a flood
"Kill"
The falcons above slammed their bayonets into the crowd at their feet.
The wind of war is uneven. Behind him, the battle flag was rattling, the fat man stood at a height of less than 200 meters from the river bank, the night wind blew the black hair like the night, and behind him, the muzzle of the thunder god cannon that flashed with a dark luster in the dark night had been slowly raised,
"Boom" The huge fire broke out in an instant, this time it was not thunder, but Thor,
I saw the whole row of firelight erupt in an orderly and rapid manner, and countless fireballs dragging long black smoke tails, like meteors crossing the sky with a whistling sound and smashing into the river where the Gallic soldiers were crowded into a ball, "boom" The violent explosion sound came with the wind, Stanley Spencer's face turned pale, and he could no longer see a trace of blood,
I saw the crowded river, one by one dazzling light clusters exploded, thousands of Gallic soldiers were swept away by the violent waves of aura bursting, in the air, countless pieces of flesh fell like rain, blood mixed with fire, illuminating the entire bank of the Sona River, (to be continued......