The Hanoi soldiers, the Wei soldiers, and the Flying Tiger soldiers who dismounted and fought on foot killed every Han soldier in the wall.

No matter what ethnicity, identity, whether it is unyielding or begging for mercy, all those wearing crimson military uniforms were dragged out and killed by the Taishan army.

At the same time, Zhao Wei retreated from the north of the dock wall with an unknown number of remnants. At this time, the battlefield was already very chaotic, and the five battalions of the Han army's east side of the front slope suffered heavy defeats one after another, and when they saw that Daxu, who represented the main general Zhou Zhong, was cut down, the whole collapsed.

Zhao Wei didn't dare to take his headquarters through the chaotic battlefield like this, so he could only hide temporarily in a warehouse on the east wall.

Zhao Wei's war horse had long been lost, and he could only walk to this warehouse with his brothers. In these short two hundred steps, the number of people in the team has decreased by another hundred.

And because Zhao Wei didn't even dare to unfurl his own camp flag at this time, the officials on the periphery didn't know where Zhao Wei was at all, so the trend of their respective routs and fleeing was still unabated.

After they finally rushed into the warehouse, Zhao Wei personally and the officials carried the logs to bolt the warehouse door.

At the last moment when the gate was closed, Zhao Wei saw that the flag on the east wall opposite had been replaced by an apricot yellow flag, and he was extremely glad that he was still alive at this time.

On the east wall of the battlefield, there is no longer a living Han soldier.

Beside the gate, which had been smashed to pieces by a giant axe, groups of Han soldiers who had died in each other were lying on the muddy ground. No one could tell who was a servant and who was a soldier, and everyone was covered in mud and trampled to the point of not being human.

This was the place where the Han army resisted the most, but under the collision of Xu Huang's strong soldiers, it turned into powder.

Xu Huang also found Zhou Hui, the commander of the Han army on this wall, he didn't know the relationship between this person and Zhou Zhong, who had just been beheaded, in fact, Xu Huang didn't even care about this at all.

He just pulled Zhou Hui's teeth, nodded, and then asked Hu Bing to cut off the head.

Pulling the teeth is to determine Zhou Hui's identity, not that the nobles have no good teeth.

At this time, Han Hao and Wei Chong walked over with each other's arms, and they thanked Xu Huang and asked what orders were next.

As for Zhou Hui's first-level ownership just now, they didn't ask.

Xu Huang was not domineering at all to save people, but admired the courage of the second general. He carefully inquired about the identities and resumes of the two generals, obviously moving the minds of the two of them.

After that, Xu Huang asked the second general to rest with his headquarters, and they had to wait for the next military order of the Chinese army on this east wall. And now, all they have to do is hold the east wall.

That's right, Xu Huang judged that the enemy army would inevitably come to counterattack. Because the fall of Dongbi will be a major blow to the Han army, Lu Zhi will definitely send troops to take it again.

……

On the last wooden platform of the Taishan Army, Zhang Chong's face was very serious.

He saw the results of the battle on the right flank battlefield, the Han army's battalion on this slope collapsed, and Yang Mao completed all the tasks and objectives before the battle, and finally stood up.

Zhang Chong's seriousness is not because of Yang Mao, but because he has just finally received Zhang Dan's latest military report.

It was Xu Sheng who delivered the letter, and the young general stood under the high platform with reverence and looked up at the majestic figure, trembling all over.

He felt that all the hard work he had worked on to deliver messages had been restored.

The news sent by Zhang Dan was not optimistic, and he told Zhang Chong that he had failed to bite the Han army in Hejian. The Han army in Hejian didn't know what medicine to take this time, and completely abandoned the baggage and ran vigorously.

Zhang Dan was already much slower than the Han army in Hejian, and only a small number of outpost cavalry could bite the tail of the enemy, and most of them still failed to catch up.

Therefore, Zhang Dan judged that according to the current situation, they might not be able to complete the goal of chasing down the Han army in Hejian. And if this is the case, then the Han army in Hejian is likely to be able to rush to the Zhongrenting battlefield on the same day.

Zhang Dan immediately passed this judgment to the base camp of Zhongren Pavilion, so that Zhang Chong could prepare.

From this point, Zhang Dan has to show a more qualified commander's perspective than the previous Yang Mao, has his own judgment of the current situation, and can communicate with the army in a timely manner.

This military newspaper was written when it was ugly, and now the time is morning, which means that Xu Sheng has been running on a fast horse for at least three hours, at the fastest speed of the infantry, that is to say, Zhang Dan's troops will take at least two hours to arrive.

And the Han soldiers in Hejian, who are far faster than Zhang Dan, are bound to be faster.

Zhang Chong knew that it would take about an hour at most, and the enemy's reinforcements would rush to the Zhongrenting battlefield.

At this moment, the time that had been quite generous suddenly became tense.

After thinking about it in his heart, he ordered:

"Order the Chinese army to attack with a bed crossbow."

One of the rampagers galloped to a military formation with this military order, and shouted at the battalion general:

"The king has an order, and the bed crossbow battalion will attack."

The general who took over the order was still sitting bored in the van, when he suddenly heard the news, he was completely stunned.

He jumped up directly and ordered in a loud voice:

"Brothers, it's time for us, follow me to make contributions together."

That's right, this general in charge of the latest weapon of the Taishan Army is a trick that knows how to do it. In his hands, there are 100 crossbows of the latest lathes and 20 small artillery vehicles, which is a technical arm.

The crossbow was popular as early as the Warring States Period, and there was no need for Zhang Chong to invent it, but Zhang Chong still made a lot of improvements on top of it, in addition to replacing some rigid structures with stainless steel, and also found good logs in the Taihang Mountains as the material for the frame.

Therefore, the 100 lathe crossbows in the camp are more than the previous generation in terms of range, power, and durability.

He waved the command flag and mobilized this huge crossbow army array. Each bow cart is equipped with a large number of arrows, plus it is troublesome to operate, so one cart can be equipped with three people. There are also a large number of auxiliaries in the back, carrying arrows, ready to support.

In this way, the wheels were sparkling, and the crossbow battalion of the leading department was spread out at the foot of the slope of the Zhongren Pavilion.

They aimed their cold crossbow arrows at the well-organized Han army in front of them.

At this time, the wind blew through the slopes and rolled up the cloaks of these Han soldiers. Each of them was dressed in armor, holding a giant spear in his right hand and a giant plaque in his left, forming a formation of fish scales.

The cards on that side were like fish scales, and the spears stretched out like sharp fins.

This army is the most elite battalion under Wei Duan, the deputy commander of the Han Army, and it is also the well-deserved pride of the Northern Army.

The 3,000 soldiers of the whole army lined up in a tight horizontal formation, like a reef, ready to meet the onslaught of the Taishan army on the opposite side.

But what they were waiting for was not the Taishan army, but a baptism of storm.

……

August 11, morning, two o'clock.

At this time, the eastern battlefield has been fighting for almost half an hour, why haven't the Tarzan thieves on the opposite side not moved?

But even if the other side did not move, they did not dare to support the friendly forces in the east. Because the thief army on the opposite side is like a bow of arrow, and no one knows when to shoot that deadly arrow.

Suddenly, the opposite side moved.

The officers in the front row of the infantry lieutenant battalion looked confused and puzzled at the carts pushed out from the opposite side, and from their point of view, it seemed as if they had moved the baggage carts to the front of the battle.

What are they going to do? Want to give yourself money to encourage yourself before the battle? That's generous.

But soon they understood, the huge array of vehicles that were hundreds of paces long suddenly revealed cold arrows, and then under the call of the bannermen, the opposite side exploded.

It was a rain of steel, and a ballista could shoot twelve arrows at the same time, and then sixty breaths later the next round.

In front of the Han army's infantry lieutenant battalion, there were a hundred crossbow carts, in other words, 1,200 arrows could be shot in an instant.

And the Tarzan army shot three rounds, a total of one hundred and eighty breaths.

Life is very long, you need to be pregnant for ten months, three years of left and right, and fifteen years of care before it grows. But life is short, just one hundred and eighty breaths.

In the space of one hundred and eighty breaths, the whistling of crossbow arrows drowned out all the noise on the battlefield.

In these 180 breaths, the infantry lieutenant battalion has experienced a lifetime.

There was no such thing as one or two falling to the ground, and at the first moment, the first platoon of the infantry captain's battalion fell.

Their armor and cards are completely useless under the huge arrows with huge kinetic energy.

The armor is pierced, the skin is torn, and life is withering.

This was followed by the second row, the third row.

The Han soldiers in the back didn't react yet, so they watched the front empty, and then it ended in black.

The great chaos was spreading, and the Han soldiers who were lucky enough to survive retreated frantically under the instinct of survival.

But where can you retreat?

The Han troops in the rear didn't know what was happening in front of them, and they were all lined up with people.

The retreat has been blocked by the robes.

Soon, the military officer who reacted cried and ordered:

"Don't panic, raise it."

The officials who had returned to God one after another trembled and raised their cards to cover the robes that had fallen to the ground.

There were wails everywhere, and the local voice in Guanzhong was particularly miserable at this time.

"Help, my forehead hurts. Come on, help. ”

In the midst of despair, there was a sudden sentence:

"Brothers, our crossbowmen have also come down, don't be afraid."

Sure enough, a crossbowman carrying a rhubarb crossbow was speeding to support.

Although they were three rounds slower than the other side, they were here in the end.

Wei Duan, who was in the rear, realized that it was not good as soon as he pushed out the van on the opposite side, and hurriedly ordered a crossbow team to support the infantry lieutenant battalion in front.

But when the army with the big yellow crossbow arrived, they sadly found that they didn't have enough range!

Obviously they were standing on a high slope and should have a longer range, but they still couldn't shoot at the opposite side.

This is the power of knowledge, the power of technology.

In order to reach the range, these Han crossbowmen needed to go out to dangerous places, which made the general very hesitant.

And just when he was still hesitating, another round of attacks began.

The arrows covered the top like dark clouds, obscuring the light, and the Han army's positions fell one by one, crying out desolately.

The iron armor, the card, and the skin were all torn.

At this moment, life is like an ant, and all beings are equal.

Blood flowers bloom like lotuses, but life is extinguished like broken candles.

Even the most poetic poet will be silent at this moment.

Compared with the heavy losses of the Han army, the recruitment department under the slope was busy and sweating, but it was full of joy.

Bundles of arrows, each as thick as a baby's forearm, were carried to the front with bare arms, more like a hammer than an arrow.

Draw the move waved the flag again and shouted:

"Pull!"

Then came the officers at the head of the rows, all shouting:

"Pull!"

Then a round of arrows was fired again, towards the Han warriors on the opposite side.

At this time, the soldiers of the infantry academy lieutenant battalion could no longer resist.

It's just that instead of retreating weakly and cowardly, they chose to charge forward.

They dropped their spears, drew their swords, and surged downhill with their huge cards. In the process, there were constantly armor soldiers who were carried away by heavy crossbows.

Then, the Han army rushed faster. They are getting closer and fewer in number.

After Zhao personally bent his bow and shot a dazed Han soldier, the entire slope was full of Han soldiers' corpses and a jungle full of arrows.

They all died in the path of the charge.

At this moment, everyone was silent.

Even the crossbow men under his command also faded from the frenzy and looked at everything that was happening on the other side in distraction.

Did they kill it?

For a moment, Captain Wei Kang, the captain of the infantry battalion, watched his son die tragically, and with tears in his eyes, ordered:

"Retreat."

In this way, the original 3,000 infantry captains and battalions won the armor, and in the end only 1,000 people withdrew from the battlefield. A whole 2,000 people died on this slope.

And the Taishan army paid 100,000 heavy arrows.

Wei Kang, who had a nervous breakdown, retreated with the remnants of the army, and on the way, he saw his uncle, that is, the deputy marshal Wei Duan, personally riding a horse galloping over.

At this time, Wei Duan burst into tears, and he whipped Wei Kang's head, crying:

"You pay back my children, pay back my children. The brethren are dead, how can you still live? How are you still alive? ”

After speaking, Wei Duan didn't look at his nephew anymore, so he hid his face and returned to Daxu's place.

He knew that this battle, the infantry lieutenant battalion, his pride, came to an end.

After Wei Duan left, Wei Kang had been kneeling on the slope, and behind him were the remnants of the armor soldiers, whose souls were gone, and at this moment retreated to the back slope like the walking dead.

Wellcome did not retreat with the brothers, but knelt there alone.

He looked to the west, in the direction of his hometown, where his new wife was. The newlywed Yan'er, the farewell of the expedition, has been a long time in a flash.

"My dear, are you okay in your hometown. Taishan Mansion Jun, I hope that after I die, my soul can return to my hometown to reunite with her, so that we can never be separated. ”

As a noble military officer, Wei Kang wrote a death letter before the war.

So after he finally prayed to the Taishan Mansion of Jiuyou, he put the death letter in his arms on the slope on the side.

Then looking in the direction of his hometown, Wei Kang chose to commit suicide.

Yes, my uncle was right. So many hometown children died here, how could he Weikang live?

This is not for the old department, but to stay with the beloved again. May there be no war in Jiuquan, only love.

Blood sprayed on the black earth, and Wellcome's life was over.

This year, he was nineteen.

Eighteen other families followed their uncles, and nineteen loved souls returned home.

It's a lifetime.

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