Four hundred and sixtieth chapters in the Jedi without knowing it
The city wall was about to collapse, but the eyes of most of the 1,500 Han troops behind Yang Yanzhang showed relief. When the result is over, come and kill!
A saying from the era of hot weapons on earth is very suitable for their current psychology: veterans are afraid of guns, and recruits are afraid of cannons.
The Muzhou Army are veterans in age, but in fact they are new recruits, a group of recruits who have never been on the battlefield and have never experienced desperate fighting.
Without too many trials of life and death, without too many tests on the battlefield, they are now afraid of "cannons", "stone cannons" that seriously lack accuracy but are extremely powerful.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the stone bullet finally hit the crumbling city wall.
"Wow~~"
Amidst the deafening noise, a section of the city wall in the southeast corner finally collapsed from being crumbling, forming a huge gap dozens of steps wide. The splashing gravel rolled down, and in the smoke and dust flying all over the sky——
"kill!"
A Zhou military captain held up the long sword in his hand and fought forward. Three thousand elite Zhou soldiers rose up instantly. "Kill, kill, kill!" The three thousand heavy armored infantry were like the flood that broke the embankment, surging through the gap in front of them. After pouring it in, it was instantly filled with smoke and dust flying all over the sky.
In Sanshi County, the long sword in Yang Yanzhang's hand was straight forward, but he did not call for a charge, but guided the Han army array forward steadily until he was fifty steps away from the collapsed ruins.
After clearly seeing the figures of the rushing Zhou army soldiers, the word "kill" roared out of his mouth. But this "kill" was not the result of hand-to-hand combat with swords and guns, but a crossbow!
In an instant, arrows rained down from the army, and the more than a thousand soldiers with swords and spears standing behind him roared crazily, clenching the weapons in their hands, and just waiting for Zhou Jun's body to rush out from the splashing dust and gravel, all The army marched forward in formation, gnashing the moon.
The city wall had just collapsed, and the ruins were filled with dust. There were still holes between the bricks and stones, and their feet were weak but not solid. The army rushed to the ruins and immediately kicked one foot deep and one shallow. Not to mention accidentally spraining their ankle, they rushed all the way to the ruins again. Rushing down the ruins will also consume a lot of energy.
The Han troops in the city did not rush forward, but were waiting for work, which took advantage of the geographical advantage.
In the billowing smoke and dust, the soldiers of the Zhou army screamed and roared hysterically. Their morale at this moment was still quite high and majestic.
"kill!"
Yang Yanzhang swung his long sword, and the crescent-shaped Han army array moved forward in unison, facing the chaotic rushing Zhou soldiers. This was their last and biggest advantage.
Combining the enemy and fighting in formation is the direct expression of the meaning of war and the army. Fighting alone is just a common man or a martial artist.
The originally neat military formation of the Zhou army became disorganized after being 'influenced' by the ruins. The soldiers who rushed down could only fight alone or cooperate in small groups of three or five people. However, the Han army's neat military formation did not waver. So that their original combat power is not damaged at all.
The soldiers of the Zhou army rushed down and bumped head-on into the ranks of the Han army. Shouts and panics came one after another, but they could not stop their steps, otherwise their comrades who continued to rush out from the dust would directly hit or crash into them. It was necessary to squeeze them down. They also had no time to reorganize their formation. The Han army's column was only about 200 steps away from the southeast corner of the city wall. The two formations moved forward, and the distance between the two sides was already quite close.
Yang Yanzhang was at the bottom center of the moon wheel. He was not the first soldier in the army to engage with the enemy, but he was not one or two when he encountered the Zhou army.
Arranged in the Crescent Moon Formation, the area of the moon that suffered the greatest and heaviest impact was the crescent moon. The two thousand crescent moons on the left and right flanking each other forward were the key to defeating the enemy, but they were not the focus of defense.
The moon wheel where the Yanyue Formation is located is the focus of defense. They will and must withstand the enemy's surging attacks. If the enemy breaks through, the Yanyue Formation will be divided into two halves, and our own army will be divided by the enemy.
The long sword was placed in front of him, and he rolled it up towards the three spears that were stabbed. He pushed his arms outward hard, and several exclamations were heard. The three Zhou soldiers flew out in the air, and they were already dead when they landed on the ground.
Knocked down several companions behind him.
"Kill, kill, kill~~"
The two surging armies finally collided fiercely at the gap. In an instant, chilling screams and killing sounds resounded through the sky, spears stabbed, swords chopped, and blood accompanied by broken limbs.
The arms flew out.
When the confusing dust gradually fell, the southeast corner was already filled with ferocious and brutal killing fields. Wave after wave of Zhou army soldiers collided with the Han army's solid battle formation. Amidst the deafening sound of killing,
The soldiers of the Zhou army fell one by one like straw. The Han army was also bleeding, because the soldiers of the Zhou army who followed were still rushing forward bravely and shouting, endlessly filling the gap of their fallen comrades.
the space left below.
Human life is more fragile than wind and sand. Every moment, every breath, someone will fall down wailing, and someone will die in pain.
After charging for half an hour, only four to five hundred of the three thousand Zhou army were left in a panic, and the rest were all thrown into the city. There were piles of corpses layer after layer, in this small space.
The ground was 'obliterated' up to his knees.
The Han army also lost two to three hundred men, but compared with the losses of the Zhou soldiers, it was a great deal!
"Damn it -" But looking at the only twenty or thirty personal guards left around him, Yang Yanzhang still secretly regretted it. If he had known that Zhou Jun was so willful and aggressive, he would never have brought his personal soldiers up.
.Half of the total fifty soldiers were wiped out in this battle, how could he not be heartbroken?
"Send orders to the east and west defenders to come as planned and watch carefully. If there is an attack by the coalition forces, they will kill them decisively. If anyone is attacked at this time, don't blame me for being unkind!" No matter how angry he became, Yang Yanzhang could only do it.
Be able to endure secretly, waiting for the appropriate time to come.
Three stone south gate.
Tens of thousands of Zhou troops are still waiting here, and there are currently a thousand elite cavalry. Although the number of people in the dark cavalry formation is far less than that of the infantry formation behind them, it is as majestic as a rainbow, and is even more powerful than a battalion of 6,000 infantry formations.
Nothing less than that.
Meng Ruhu, wearing heavy armor, rode in front of the formation, looking fiercely at the red flying battle flag of the Han army at the top of the city, protected by a group of generals on the left and right.
A fast horse galloped from the southeast corner, and after galloping ten steps in front of Meng Ruhu, he reined in the horse and reported quickly: "Report to the general, the two groups of soldiers and horses are ready. Do you want to attack immediately?"
"Attack, attack immediately! All the troops beat drums to cheer me up!" Eighty percent of the three thousand soldiers were lost, and Meng Ruhu now had the heart to eat people.
The thunderous sound of war drums rang outside the city. The Zhou army, having learned the lesson from the last time, not only dispatched a battalion of six thousand soldiers at one time, but also five divisions of nearly two thousand crossbowmen.
The pouring arrows covered the blue sky above the people. Yang Yanzhang reacted very quickly. He immediately asked the swordsmen to cover the archers to seize the ruins, and ordered his own troops on the walls on both sides to guide the enemy's direction. The troops on both sides
Firing arrows and drawing bows across the ruins, the Han army's infantry archers, who had the upper hand in terms of hostility and observation, endured for half an hour, and finally had to fight and retreat from the ruins battlefield. The huge advantage in numbers allowed the Zhou army to finally
Won the battle for the ruins in the southeast corner.
The Zhou army, which had gained control of the ruins, no longer took advantage of the situation. Instead, they fought steadily and relied on their superior strength to force the Han army to retreat step by step.
"General, the southeast corner has been captured by our army. The Han army is retreating step by step and is unable to counterattack."
"Oh, really?" A chuckle finally appeared on Meng Ruhu's face, but in a blink of an eye, a stern look filled his face again. He called the general beside him and said, "Quickly lead eight hundred horses to ambush outside the North City Gate.
, when the Han army comes out of the city, I will take advantage of the opportunity to intercept and kill him. Even if Yang Yanzhang's life cannot be spared, I will make him peel off his skin."
After saying that, he ignored the general's response. He raised his right arm high with the Yan Shan Lao in his hand, pointed it towards the south city gate, and shouted an order: "Listen to the Chinese army, let me attack -"
The general swung his sword forward and struck hard, and the black cavalry galloped around the formation. The more than 30,000 Chinese troops who had received Meng Ruhu's military order also formed a force that seemed unstoppable.
The iron stream was rolling towards the south wall.
They were not as well prepared as they were for the battle in the morning. Although the swordsmen still charged forward, they did not pay much attention to covering the ladder soldiers. If the Han army at this moment still had five hundred infantry archers on the south wall, Mianmian
The continuous rain of arrows was enough for Zhou Jun to drink a pot.
Unfortunately, after the southeast corner was lost, Yang Yanzhang withdrew part of the troops at the top of the city. The remaining three to five hundred soldiers were more of a pretense. In the final analysis, Yang Yanzhang had never thought about defending Sanshi County.
It was a big trap set by Zhu Biao, using Yang Yanzhang himself and three thousand Han troops as bait to lure Meng Ruhu and the main force of the Zhou army under him into the trap.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhu Biao's arrangement was just to delay for a few more days in order to better improve the defensive posture of the southern city wall of Dashunguan.
Just like Changping Fortress, the defense of the southern city wall of Dashunguan is far less solid and numerous than that of its northern city.
For example, there are no equipments such as Wolf Fang Beat, Thorn Thorn, etc., and there are very few disc buildings.
The Han troops stationed on the south city wall had been ready to flee at any time when the city wall broke. Seeing a large number of Zhou troops swarming up, they simply resisted for a quarter of an hour and then fled to the west city, dragging their weapons.
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Meng Ruhu was not surprised by this. The southeast corner of the city had been breached, and Yang Yanzhang was afraid that he had already issued an order to withdraw his troops. And even if he resisted to the death, he would not be on the south wall where he was most likely to be attacked from behind, but would be released.
They went to street fighting and put it in the county town. Therefore, the Han army, which had always shown tenacity and bravery, abandoned the city and left the city, so it was not a little bit out of the ordinary.
The thigh-thick wood hit the city gate again and again. There is no Wengcheng in Sanshi County. When the Zhou army who captured the south city wall went down to the city gate to open the city gate, "bang-dang-bang-dang-" the continuous banging sounds had already begun.
A fruit of victory was born.
"Crack-click--" The city gate bolts inside made "click-click" sounds, and finally with a loud sound of the bars breaking, the South City Gate of Sanshi County burst open--
"Come on -" A general of the Zhou army rushed into the city with a big sword in his hand. Meng Ruhu looked friendly at the battle, and laughed loudly, "Haha", and then clamped the horse's body with both legs, and the war horse raised its head.
With a roar and galloping hooves, the people led the remaining two hundred soldiers through the gate and entered the city. As Meng Ruhu moved, the tens of thousands of Zhou troops on the battlefield knew that they had won this battle, so they also
They all swarmed to follow.
The small town of Sanshi County was like a pot of boiling water. At this moment, the harsh sounds of fighting, shrill screams and many noises filled the sky!
The huge military power of Zhou Jun was like a flood pouring into the city, slowly spreading to the entire Sanshi City, cutting in from the south gate and southeast corner, and slowly spreading to all places outside the north gate...
However, in invisible places on the ground, on the roofs, corners, and firewood piles that countless Zhou soldiers and Zhongshan soldiers paid no attention to, a layer of black powder was spread; or in a small pothole, the water surface was
There is an oily sheen under the sun, and the pungent odor they emit is so obscured by the overpowering smell of blood that fills the city's nostrils that no one can notice————(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature,
