1311 Battle of the Eastward Advance (7)
"Staying is death, don't listen to him! It is because of his wrong judgment that everyone fell into such a predicament!" A familiar voice came from the crowd, it was the voice of Baron Aven, and at his instigation, some soldiers began to stir,
"Prepare the guards, whoever dares to step out of this gate line will be killed immediately!" Benisaf shouted as he stood on a high rock, his eyes quickly locked on the figure of Baron Aven in the crowd,
This timid high nobleman, who has given up his war horse at this moment, does not know that he is wearing a soldier's armor that he didn't know where to find it, mixed in the crowd, obviously he wants to rush out while the chaos, the goal of riding a horse is too big, not to mention moving at high speed in the crowded crowd, it is impossible to squeeze into the front, under the gaze of Benissaf, Baron Aven showed a trace of unnatural don't look away
"Everyone stand back!" the guards, dressed in the armor of the Legion Guards, quickly lined up the crowd behind them, outflanking them from both flanks to block the gates of the fortress,
They raised their tall shields at the gates, and formed a barrier with sharp spears, and in order not to be pierced by these sharp spears, the soldiers at the front involuntarily retreated, but only slightly,
There are too many people in the back, so they can't retreat anymore, and being able to serve as a guard is the person Benisaf trusts the most, even if they are also in danger and chaos, there are still hundreds of guards who are willing to trust their commander,
"Please believe me, I can guarantee with the glory of my half life" Seeing the arrival of the guards, Benissaf relaxed a little, at least the situation was stable, he swept his eyes down, opened his throat and shouted with the greatest strength, "The enemy is deliberately driving us out, the focus of the ambush must be at the exit, if we go out now." Instead, they stayed and held the fortress, and everyone still had a glimmer of hope to survive!"
"A glimmer of hope to survive?
A burst of disgruntled shouts erupted in the crowd, and Baron Aven's voice could be faintly heard, and he also shouted inside, "Everyone, think about your family, are you willing to become a cold corpse here, and let all those who love you shed tears?
"What should I do?"
The guards looked at each other with pale faces. The hand holding the spear was trembling slightly, and he really wanted to kill his own people? At this moment, a tall and sturdy soldier rushed forward, raised one of the spears high, and shouted, "Everyone rush over, I don't believe they dare to kill their own people!"
"Rush!"
Someone set an example, and the people behind suddenly boiled, and the desire to survive made everyone turn into a reckless man, and a large crowd of people rushed forward. One of the guards had no time to withdraw his spear and stabbed deep into the chest of one of the soldiers,
Blood stained the soldier's body, but his lifeless corpse. He was still crowded and pushed forward by the people behind him, as if he was still rushing forward, even in the capacity of the commander of Benisaf, in extreme panic. It was also difficult to control the situation in front of him, and tens of thousands of Dunkel soldiers swarmed towards the narrow entrance of the city gate like a tide. The hundreds of guards were dashed in just a few seconds
In the distant hills, Cleveland, the commander of the Fifth Banner of the Southern Army, was staring at the smoke-billed Shersand Castle in the distance with the bronze telescope in his hand.
Cleveland put down the lookout mirror in his hand a little impatiently, and frowned slightly, "Could it be that something is wrong?"
The terrain of the Sher Shar Castle is exactly what it needs to be arranged, the terrain is high in the south and low in the north, the north is a flat wilderness, and the south is undulating hills like waves, and the seven thousand troops are ambushed in the undulating hilly area, and the Dunkel people who killed from the other direction are invisible.
And the Sher Sand Castle that they happily occupied had already been ordered by Cleveland to tear down most of the original solid frames of the foundation, relying only on the original weathered stone as a support, which was a typical dangerous building, and every thatched hut in the castle was poured with flammable grease in advance, and finally in the ten watchtowers of the four sections of the city wall, a sufficient amount of crude oil bombs were piled up.
It's very simple, but it's full of lethality, if the 20,000 troops of the Dunkirs don't go in, it's a dead end if they go in,
According to Cleveland, this is all left over from the original falcon against the left guard, and he just played it very appropriately, and there is nothing to boast about, just as His Majesty personally proofread the general training course tactical textbook sent to the army academy, and on the first page it is written: "The way of tactics is a technique of how to deceive! Either you trick the enemy to die, or you trick yourself to die!"
Cleveland knew very well that these alone would not be able to kill all of Dunkirk's 20,000 troops, so the real battle was on a wide flat about 300 meters long and wide outside the castle gate, as Benissaf had guessed.
The 7,000 Falcon Southern Army, already about 100 meters from the city gate, pulled out a huge attack queue,
On the front of the city gate, 3,000 Falcon Army heavy infantry discharged 3,000 people, like a huge bow handle that bent inward in all directions, which was the most stable support of the entire military formation, and then 4,000 Southern Army crossbowmen holding infantry crossbows were like wings stretched out to both sides, spreading out to both sides from the thick bow handle position composed of infantry, which was very spectacular, the crossbowmen were squatting or standing, and the dense arrow clusters of cold light shone in the winter sun with a suffocating coldness," General, can we send two thousand men and launch an active attack from the collapsed position to attract them out?" an officer of the Confederate Army asked Cleveland,
At this moment, a loud and noisy voice came from the direction of the gate of Shersand Castle: "No need, our prey can no longer bite the hook!"
Cleveland raised the lookout mirror in his hand again, and saw from the round lens that countless Dunkel people were pouring out from the narrow exit of the fortress like a flood that had suddenly opened the floodgates, "Order the attack!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Cleveland's mouth, "Hum!" The 4,000 infantry crossbows vibrated violently The bowstrings were released, and at the same time there was a roar that tore through the air, and the human teeth were sour to hear. The Dunkels, who had just run out of the exit, suddenly felt that the sky was white, and when they looked up, the tail feathers of countless long arrows formed a white cloud in the sky, and at first, the white cloud seemed to be very slow, but when they reached the top of the parabola, they suddenly dived. In the sound of "Xiu Xiu!" , the silver arrows rained down like a torrential rain, instantly submerging the first person to rush out.
"Poof"
Sharp crossbow arrows shot from the heads, bodies, and legs of the Dunkil soldiers, as long as they could be shot through, the entire area covered by the arrow clusters was empty, leaving only the cold sound of the arrow clusters still falling and popping, the lifeless corpses, trembling in the falling sharp arrows, and the blood-drenched stumps dragged out blood-red long marks on the ground, "Go back, there are traps!"
The Dunkir soldiers shouted in panic, and the private figure retreated to the entrance of the city gate again, but more people tried to rush out, and suddenly twisted into a ball and became the target of the falcon army, and the blood flowed like a river, and countless corpses of the arrows fell in pieces, (to be continued.) )