It should have been the strong resistance of the first brigade that worked, and it took more than an hour for the forward troops of the Meng army to arrive in front of the defense line of Shapu City, more than half an hour later than Zhang Jie's expectation.

"Xue Chong has made a great contribution this time, it will be dark in more than an hour, and the enemy army will not be able to organize a few attacks. Zhang Jie built a platform on the dirt slope in the middle, and through the telescope, he could see the forward of the Meng army.

This time it was the Meng Second and Sixth Army Corps that attacked Shapu City, and the Second Army Corps was in front, sending the 11th, 12th and 13th Divisions as the vanguard, trying to fight a sneak attack war.

"Well, the enemy has split up, and they're trying to get around behind us so we can buy more time. "Liang Chong was a little excited.

Generally speaking, there will be a large number of cavalry in the forward troops, and any cavalry commander will lose interest in attacking when he sees a dense horseshoe pit, plus traps and trenches, and the cavalry will not want to dismount and attack in the face of a fortified line. In Zhang Jie and Liangchong's predictions, minus the cavalry that could not exert their might, there would not be many troops that the Meng army could put into attack on the front of the 201st Division's defense line, and the Meng army's strength advantage would not be brought into play in a short period of time.

Time is favorable to the Shaodian army, the sunset is unstoppable, the attackers who need to move after dark suffer very much, and the defenders still have the option to withdraw from Shapu City, and the possibility of the Meng army storming the defense line at any cost is not high. The cavalry of the Meng army opened up the road on their own, and it took a certain amount of time to go around behind the defensive line, and the Shaodian army had time to calmly deploy the defense.

"Squadron Leader Ding, lead your troops behind the earthen wall in the middle. Zhang Yulu ran over and handed Ding Kui a command flag, and the commander's personal captain came to convey the order to a squadron leader, and such treatment was relatively rare.

More than a dozen of the 1st Squadron were wounded in the fight against the scouts, four of them were seriously wounded, and it is unknown whether they would survive the night, and another 10 were not fit to continue the fight, and there were more than 80 men left to fight.

Ding Kui was treating one of the seriously wounded, but as soon as the military order arrived, he could only stop injecting fighting energy into the wounded and go to the mission with his men who still had the strength to fight.

The three dirt slopes on the defense line are not symmetrical, and in the middle of the defense line is an earthen wall about 100 meters wide.

Before Ding Kui could be surprised, five magicians walked down the dirt slope in the middle.

The magician led by him is very old, and the old money man next to Ding Kui has to call his predecessors when he sees him, the exposed skin is shriveled, and there seems to be no flesh and blood underneath, just a layer of skin covering the bones, Ding Kui can feel the fire magic on his body from a long distance.

Among the other four magicians, there is an acquaintance of Ding Kui, who is Qin Zhao, a magician from Pingzhong County. Four years have passed since the Demon Rats of Funiu Mountain, and Qin Zhao has just been promoted to the late stage of the staff magician, this time he followed Fu Ji into the army and set foot on the battlefield in Nannuma Prefecture.

The old magician walked up to Ding Kui tremblingly, looked up and down from head to toe, up and down for a while, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, your mental power is very strong, after the battle begins, you are responsible for leading the team to protect us, and the defense line will be handed over to us." ”

"Yes! Ding Kui hurriedly saluted, knowing that there was a magician group action, it must be a tactical arrangement from above.

"You wait first, I'll make some preparations" After saying that, the old magician took out a few bags and slowly walked towards the earthen wall.

"Ding Kui, long time no see. You're a celebrity in the division now. Qin Zhao took the initiative to say hello, he was much more mature than four years ago, he no longer paid attention to other people's origins and backgrounds, and devoted himself to delving into the magic world and treating anyone with a normal heart.

"Your Excellency Qin Zhao, who are you?" Ding Kui glanced at the old magician.

"Oh, that's Yu Ku's predecessor in Shapu City, whose strength is infinitely close to that of the tower mage, and he said that we should help him defend this earthen wall, and he will give the enemy a hard blow in a while. Qin Zhao knew what Ding Kui meant.

"Oh, he looks older than my grandfather. Ding Kui's impression is that the oldest person he has seen is Jiang Tong, but Jiang Tong's appearance is obviously much younger.

Yu Ku opened the bag in his hand and poured out colorful forehead powder at the root of the earthen wall, a pinch in the east and a pinch in the west, the movement was not fast but the hand was very steady.

Knock knock, dense drumming sound came from the north, due to the barrier of the earthen wall, Ding Kui and they could not see the movement of the enemy army, but they could judge that the enemy army began to attack the defensive line.

The 13th Division of Meng, which was in charge of the frontal attack, knew that the 12th Division behind it would not be outflanked so quickly, but because of the urgency of time, it quickly launched a tentative attack.

The Mon army lined up in a tight formation, with heavy infantry opening the way, and the archers advancing slowly, towards a lower dirt slope to the east.

The Shaodian Army on the defensive line only had the 201st Division, but the Meng commander was not sure how many troops there were on the opposite side, so he chose a weak-looking point to attack and test the firepower of the Shaodian Army.

"In the earlier military intelligence briefing, this Meng Second Army Corps was severely damaged by our 80th Division, right?" Zhang Jie asked.

"That's right, on July 17, they were beheaded by the 80th Division, more than 10,000 ranks. Liang Chong was very sure that he remembered every military information he received after the formation of the division and regiment.

"Hehe, Qiao Meng is amazing, he beat the second army of Meng out of the psychological shadow, their command style is cautious, and they don't have the determination to eat us in one go, so fighting is simply cooperating with my training. The archers suppressed the enemy's archers and sent the second brigade into the trenches, and if one hoplite was allowed to cross the trenches, the whole team would not return. Zhang Jie's expression was much more relaxed.

The 2nd Brigade of the 201st Division received a batch of elite armor not long ago, which was sent by Cui Dun, which transformed the Second Brigade from a heavy armored infantry brigade to an elite infantry brigade, and the combat effectiveness of the entire brigade immediately doubled.

Magicians on both sides of the attack and defense are in the air, and they are responsible for monitoring whether any magicians on the opposite side have joined the battle. When fighting with a small number of troops, magical power is generally not used too early.

The heavy infantry of the Mongol army stepped on three traps one after another, paid the price of forty or fifty men to approach the trench, and finally waited for their own archers to return fire after withstanding several waves of arrow rain. The exchange of archers from both sides relieved the pressure on the hoplites, who cut down the stakes and jumped into the trenches.

"Kill!" the shouts of the Shaodian army sounded in the trenches, and war drums also sounded on the dirt slopes to the east.

The hoplite commander stood on the edge of the trench, and instead of jumping down, he was assessing the enemy situation in the trench. When he found a comparable number of Shaodian elite infantry, his scalp tingled, and he hesitated to blow the horn of retreat.