"Order the left army to attack, and you must stop the rebellious cavalry for me!" Gongsun Mi's voice was loud but his heart was cold.
Defeated, a complete defeat this time!
He ordered troops to attack Zhushan County, and selected 100,000 troops from more than 400,000 local troops whose physique, age and combat effectiveness met the standards, and marched into Zhushan County in a mighty manner.
This unit named Nanzhao Prefecture First Regiment is relatively well-equipped. Officers above the squadron leader can wear fine armor. The weapons are brand new. The military pay is twice as high as that of the city defense army. They are also selected from candidates recommended from various places.
Ten division commanders with combat experience were selected, plus a chief of staff sent by the Kong family, which looked like a regular army.
Not long after they entered Ruzhushan County, they met a real army at the foot of a hill, the elite of the kingdom, the 72nd Division.
The veteran general under his banner, who has a silver beard, is still sitting upright on his horse, impartial and impartial. Densely packed soldiers are arrayed at the foot of the mountain. Various flags are flying between the formations. Only shadows are seen but no human voices are heard. The enemy is still there.
There is iron in the eyes.
Gongsun Mi climbed up to observe, and immediately frowned: a battle today is inevitable.
The location of the 72nd Division is very good. There is a road in front of the mountain, which is the only way for the first army of Nanzhao Prefecture. There are woods behind the mountain, which is not suitable for large troops to pass. There is a river beside the road, and there is no way around it.
You are not afraid of cavalry charges if you line up with your back against the mountain wall. Unless the cavalry can knock the mountain away, no one will be so brave as to charge towards the mountain wall. The long-range troops in the formation can easily block the road, and it is no different for the enemy to pass by or to die.
This is an army supported by Ding Kui. How could it lack powerful crossbows? Within a radius of 300 steps, even the finely armored infantry would not dare to break through.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, let's fight! Gongsun Mi has no other choice.
There are 80,000 people in his vanguard plus the Chinese Army, and there is only one division on the opposite side. Eight against one, even if you bite with your teeth, you will have to bite off a piece of Hua Mo's flesh.
Fortunately, the opponent did not take the initiative to attack. Gongsun Mi had time to arrange his troops. After spending a long time, he finally set up a "pin" type battle formation, with 20,000 people on the left, center and right, with the main attack in the center and cover on the two wings.
The 72nd Division actually sent a battle formation to attack!
Gongsun Mi expected that the scene of flying crossbows did not appear. Two thousand infantrymen came out in two square battle formations one after the other.
Two thousand versus twenty thousand?
Can the Eighth Legion be defeated?
Hua Mo is too arrogant, right? So arrogant!
The local troops truly felt the contempt of the other side.
Dong-dong-dong, the war drums were beating in unison, and the flags were fluttering. Gongsun Mi gave an order to cheer for the soldiers on the battlefield. He must not let the enemy underestimate him.
The battle formation in front of them quickened their pace, wanting to rush in front of the enemy immediately and beat up those proud guys.
"stop!"
The two phalanxes in front and behind stopped.
"Set up the gun!"
The soldiers in the front row took the square shield passed from behind and thrust it into the ground hard, snap, snap... A spear was placed at the joint of the shield, and the soldiers held the tail of the spear tightly with both hands, forming a defensive formation.
"The enemy is scared!" "With so many people, one person can destroy them with one kick!" "Go around and attack them from both sides!" "No! We can also disperse them from the front!"...
The local troops were excited. At first they thought the enemy was going to confront them, but now it seems that the elite troops are nothing more than that. If they have enough people, they can win.
The originally neat team began to deform, the middle-level commanders had different thoughts and ideas, and the battle formations based on the brigade appeared to move in different directions.
Chief of Staff Kong Liang became more and more anxious as he watched and said, "This can't go on like this!"
Gongsun Mi said helplessly: "Write it down and summarize it after the fight. We can't control them now. Fortunately, there are enough people to adjust them."
Before he could finish his words, something went wrong on the battlefield.
The soldier at the front stepped on a trap and fell into a deep pit, which was more than twenty meters long and two meters wide. At least ten people fell into it.
Before they could climb out, a dark shadow shot out from the top of the hill and flew right in front of them in the blink of an eye.
Oh my god! That's a spear, no! A crossbow!
Before anyone could react, a giant crossbow arrow shot into the pit, and a ball of fire exploded. Then the pit burst into flames, and the fire engulfed the soldiers who had no time to jump out of the pit.
Gongsun Mi and Kong Liang were stunned.
"Is this a ballista? The navy was defeated by it." Kong Liang's eyes showed a clear look.
"Hmph! A small trick." Gongsun Mi's expression returned to normal, thinking: Fortunately, there are not many weapons like this.
He was looking at the top of the hill.
As a result, the battle formation among the local armies became even more chaotic.
"Squat!" A new command came from the 72nd Division formation.
With a neat "pop" sound, the officers and soldiers on the battlefield squatted down together.
"Hey!" Kong Liang sighed, and then saw thousands of arrows flying into the sky, hitting the local army's battle formation.
Gongsun Mi's worry finally came. The enemy still used the crossbow, and used it when they were not prepared.
Following ten waves of arrow rain, the troops crossing the deep pit no longer cared about their formation and fell into chaos.
Next, the crossbowmen began to fire directly. The sharp crossbow arrows passed over the heads of the infantry, accurately found the enemy, and pinned the scattered local troops to the ground one by one.
The command on the battlefield relies on the division commanders. The division commander's orders are executed by the group captain, and the group captain's orders are conveyed by the squadron leader. If this line of command is broken, the soldiers below will be in chaos.
Half of the leading troops of Nanma Prefecture's first army collapsed before they even made contact with the enemy, and the morale of the entire army was declining.
The rear half of the leading troops finally stabilized their position and stopped on the battlefield to resist the crossbow arrows. At this time, the enemy infantry group moved and rushed over with long guns in hand.
"Retreat quickly!"
"Go up and engage in melee combat to disable the crossbow."
There was a disagreement between the two top commanders on the stage, and it was naturally Gongsun Mi who advocated fighting.
Even though the senior officials were like this, the middle and lower-level officers also had great differences, but before they could discuss it clearly, the enemy had already arrived.
The infantry of the 72nd Division in full set of heavy armor poured into the local military formation like a torrent of metal, and no one could stop them from advancing.
Today's first official battle began. The nearly 10,000 local troops failed to block the charge of 2,000 heavy armored infantry. If you look carefully, the heavy armored infantry in the back row were clean and there was no blood at all, indicating that they did not take action at all.
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The heavy armored infantry in the front row were charging against the enemy's weapons. Basically, they were taking a hit and hitting the enemy, but they were fine and the enemy was either dead or wounded.
There is no confrontation in this kind of battle, the disparity in strength is too great, and it is a completely one-sided massacre.
It's not that the local army doesn't have people with strong military strength, but they don't have combat coordination and can easily be killed by two or three enemy troops with weak military strength.
Rumor has it that Dong Ba claimed that the 71st Division was the first cavalry unit of the Shaodian Kingdom, and the equally veteran Hua Mo claimed that the 72nd Division was the first infantry unit of the Shaodian Kingdom. Although the rumors are unreliable, the combat effectiveness of the 72nd Division is really strong.
The infantry was fighting, and the crossbowmen did not stop. Since there were too many local soldiers, there were many targets to shoot at. In the center of the battlefield, the local soldiers were crying for their fathers and mothers, either running away with their heads in their arms or running away on the road.
Gongsun Mi hurriedly ordered: "The right army cuts in! The right army cuts in! Surround the enemy!"
The 20,000 people in the middle were considered useless, but with more people, they could still save the battle. However, the 72nd Division also moved.
A thousand crossbowmen came out carrying powerful crossbows, with infantry covering them on both sides.
Gongsun Mi's right army hurriedly raised their shields to defend, but no matter how big the shield was, they could not block their whole body. This group of crossbowmen might have been archers before, and they could shoot accurately. The arrows went straight into the gaps. The right army officers and soldiers were like autumn harvests.
The rice fell one crop after another.
The staff officer behind Hua Mo said: "The beating was too harsh. Will people in China accuse us of being bloody butchers?"
"There is no other way. Only by ensuring the stability of the rear area can the young master fight in his own country with peace of mind. If he doesn't give them a blow, young Dianxi will not feel at ease. Don't worry, I won't destroy this whole army. I will let at least half of them go.
Go home and let them go back and promote it." Hua Mo had good intentions in his heart and couldn't bear to kill them all.
Well, in his mind, it was kind thoughts.
The heavy armored infantry in the middle of the battlefield slowed down, cleared away nearby enemies, and began to turn around. They had to turn around and cut in from the flank of Gongsun Mi's right army, leaving the front to the crossbowmen.
At the same time, a group of cavalry from the 72nd Division's main position ran out, formed a wild goose formation, and began to increase their attack. The target was the chaotic enemy in the center of the battlefield.
This is to completely leave behind those thousands of defeated troops.
So Gongsun Mi ordered the left army to attack.
The defeat has been decided and cannot be undone.
Although there are still about 60,000 people in the Nanma Prefecture First Army, the 72nd Division has only used half of its strength so far. Not only has it defeated 20,000 people, but another 20,000 are about to be defeated.
The demoralized right army could not stop the heavy armored infantry's charge in any case, and there were crossbowmen on the side to finish off the attack.
As long as the left army can slow down the enemy cavalry, Gongsun Mi still has time to withdraw his troops on the battlefield. Facts have proved that this army is far from the opponent of the elite division.
"Oops!" Kong Liang cried out, and Gongsun Mi looked in the direction of his finger.
A group of enemy troops were pushing many carts out, facing the left army.
"Blow the gong and withdraw the troops!" Gongsun Mi ordered in frustration.
He guessed another thing wrongly. The 72nd Division had more ballistae. He counted at least ten of them carefully. It was not a small trick.
This kind of weapon can even knock down city towers, how can it be resisted by flesh and blood? On such an open and flat battlefield, with the cooperation of other arms, the ballistae can fire continuously, which greatly increases the enemy's lethality.
, the enemy is afraid that his men will not die quickly enough.
The morale of the local army was already low. As soon as the order to retreat was given, many people ran away, and the formation that had been barely maintained was completely chaotic!
"All troops attack!" Hua Mo drew out his sword and pointed at the enemy's commander's flag.
Only a thousand men of the 72nd Division were left to guard the formation, and all the others rushed out.
A head-on encounter began to evolve into a chase.
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Liu Yu walked to the wall, took out a rope and pulled it. The curtain on the roof was opened, and soft light illuminated the entire room.
The Military Command Department of the Nanqiu County Commander's Office began to use magic lamps.