Chapter 715 The skin is so broken, the meat is hard to chew
Through the two fighting armies, Liu Zhuo saw a man on the opposite side standing in front of the Zhou army's tent, surrounded by hundreds of people. The momentum was quite extraordinary.
"Come here, have you seen that?" Liu Zhuo was moved, and he immediately whispered to the sharpshooters on his left and right.
More than a dozen soldiers on the left and right immediately rushed out, blocking time for Liu Zhuo while also opening up a space.
Controlling the horse with two legs, a sharpshooter beside Liu Zhuo sat firmly on the saddle. A sharp arrow had already reached his right hand. He raised the bow and arrow with his left hand and clicked it on the bow string. He stretched out his arms and exhaled and shouted, with a creaking sound.
Amid the sound of the bowstring tightening, the strong bow slowly opened.
"This guy is nine times out of ten to be the enemy general. As long as he is shot and killed, the resisting Zhou army will be dispersed immediately!" Liu Zhuo stared at the target like an eagle and said.
The marksman remained unmoved, holding his breath and concentrating, and the arrow on the string rose slightly. It seemed that he had left the noisy battlefield at the moment, and at this moment turned a deaf ear to all external sounds, and slightly adjusted the shooting angle - the entire
The world suddenly became deathly silent! Only the target standing solemnly in front was left.
"drink--"
The sharpshooter's left eye suddenly opened with a slight squint, and a cold murderous intention flashed through his eyes. "Hit--" he screamed in his heart, and at the same time he let go of his right hand.
"Buzz--" The sound of the bowstring's rebound reached my ears.
Amidst the vibrating sound, a bit of cold light shot out like lightning, passing a few hundred steps away in an instant, and went straight to the target's chest.
"General, be careful!" a guard suddenly shouted.
Zhong Xiang then noticed a bright star suddenly flashing in front of his eyes——
"snort--"
With a groan, Zhong Xiang, who couldn't avoid it, was hit by an arrow in his chest. He rolled over and fell to the ground in sudden pain.
Killed with one arrow? Or——
Before Liu Zhuo had time to think carefully, he shouted loudly: "Zhong Xiang is dead, Zhong Xiang is dead -"
The cavalry troops had already left for a long time, and the more than 40,000 infantry troops fell asleep late at night.
However, some people just can't sleep no matter what.
The best house in the town. The original owner has disappeared, but the lights are brightly lit. There is a banquet in the main hall. King Song and Zhu Biao are talking there with their heads down and looking at Zhu Biao.
His expression was still very relaxed, but King Song's face was a little stiff.
"Oh, Your Majesty, don't worry, don't worry..." Zhu Biao kept comforting the King of Song with a relaxed and clear smile on his face. "Looking at the future, the night running plan is very clever. The Zhou army can't think of our army."
We will send cavalry to attack late at night. As the saying goes: attack the enemy by surprise, and our army can expect a great victory tonight!"
"Don't be worried. Come, let's have a drink!" Zhu Biao raised his glass. He was very respectful to the King of Song, but it was only respectful. It was just superficial.
"Oh, let me give you a good word from Shuai, let's do it!" King Song raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.
His strategy was unreasonable, and he could only wait for the results. The power of war command had always been entrusted to Zhu Biao. Although the King of Song knew that he was a sign, he never made small moves. He never thought of making small moves.
Very famous, this also won him Zhu Biao's favor. He chose to trust Shizhou in such a critical situation. In the current situation, even if the seven or eight thousand cavalry were wiped out, it would have a great impact on the future prospects.
As a result, the remaining 40,000 infantry troops also have the ability to hold on.
They were only one land away from the King of Tang. The King of Song wanted to keep more troops and horses to contribute more to the King of Tang, so as to make his face and future status look better. So that he would not be so embarrassed. It is human nature, Zhu Biao
Understand.
"Dry!"
King Song poured himself another glass. After drinking the wine in one gulp, his tense and stiff expression relaxed a little.
Zhu Biao did not continue to persuade, because this is not something that can persuade people to stop, and if you persuade too hastily, it may be counterproductive.
He came up with the idea of the cavalry running at night, and he felt that he was very confident about it. Most of the people here did not even agree with this move, and the Zhou army would not have expected it. It was a true surprise, and he did not take the opportunity to deal with it harshly.
It would be a shame to knock them down.
The fifth watch has passed, and the time is still dark. Winter is no longer the same as before.
"Report——" A flying horse galloped over from outside the mansion, entered the gate and rushed straight to the main hall. The shouts could even be heard by the soldiers who had rested nearby. "Your Majesty, I wish you the best, our army is at night."
The assault camp won a complete victory. The enemy general Zhong Xiang and 15 officers above the Sima level were killed in formation, and the 30,000 Zhou army was completely routed..."
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With a "crash..." sound, the pen holder, paperweight, inkstone, cups and other items on the desk were all swept away by Qian Yunshan with a wave of his arms. Afterwards, he was still not relieved and kicked the entire desk to the ground.
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"Cavalry, cavalry, damn cavalry, damn Zhu Biao. I swear to kill you for this damned scourge!"
As the governor of Dezhou and the chief general in charge of the army's encirclement and suppression of the Song army, Qian Yunshan could no longer control his anger and anger at this moment. The Song army's cavalry ran at night and attacked Zhong Xiang's 30,000-strong army. Although the Song army in the small town
The infantry was still being watched closely by the 30,000 Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and was unable to move, but their path to the northwest was still open.
Qian Yunshan's arrogant strategy of encirclement was completely ruined when his troops and horses were overdue and even before the strict reprimand order was issued. Qian Yunshan felt so filled with hatred in his heart!
Zhong Xiang, another general lost his life at the hands of the Song Army. A man who usually had great strategy died in a confused way in a night attack...
This is really unreasonable!!!
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"Hahaha, hahaha..."
Shi Yuan was laughing. The news of Zhou Jun Tongliang's defeat was immediately spread to the Tang army camp by Tang Wang Xizuo who was lurking in Dezhou.
Just when Dang Shikui got the news and lost his temper, Shi Yuan and Shangguan Renqing were talking and laughing happily.
Everything in the army was simple. Shi Yuan and Shangguan Renqing sat across from each other. There were only four side dishes and a small jar of wine on the table. However, the two of them ate to their satisfaction and drank as much as they wanted. When the wine was dry, they laughed.
I can't stop it, but I don't care at all about the simplicity of the tabletop.
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One day later, outside the south gate of the town, Chen An camped.
The fighting has been going on for a long time. After daybreak, the dark Bingzhou wolf cavalry pressed forward. The two groups of Zhou army infantry that arrived in a hurry yesterday afternoon, more than half of the 50,000 people gathered in front of Chen An's camp.
The bed crossbows and small thunderbolt carts that were assembled overnight were firing and throwing stones at Chen'an Camp without any leisure.
The camp gate, which was the focus of the attack. The horses and antlers had all been destroyed, and the two camp gates had collapsed. Now several shield carts had rushed to the camp gate, and dozens of Zhou soldiers were busy going in and out there. A bag of
Bags, piece by piece, the sandbags and stones used by the Song army to block the door and even the round and thick wood used for reinforcement were all torn down.
The attacking Zhou army clearly saw the movements of the Song army inside. After the gate fell, the crossbows stopped, and the small thunderbolt chariots immediately began to shoot inward. Afterwards, shield chariots were sent out to cover the strong soldiers.
, go to the camp gate to carry earth, stone and sandbags, bit by bit until all the obstacles are removed!
Things went very smoothly. In less than an hour in the afternoon, the transport team, which had worked hard, emptied out the hundreds of sandbags and heavy bricks and stones piled up by the Song army behind the camp gate. The earth, stone and sandbags that were moved out were all outside.
A small mountain was piled up.
"Kill, kill..." There were shouts of killing, and Zhou Jun launched the first infantry charge in this battle.
Zhou Zhiqiang held up a long sign that was half the height of a man. His eyes were blood red, as if blood was oozing out. He yelled in confusion and loudly, and stepped over the bodies of Zhou Jun's comrades lying scattered at the gate of the camp. For the third time, he walked toward
A charge was launched inside the camp.
He was at the front of thousands of people. It was only this time they fought, and nearly half of them had fallen by now. The last time they suffered so many casualties and rushed into the Song Army camp, they were driven away in the end.
return.
There are only about thirty people in Zuodu under his command. So far, the heavy losses can only be described as horrific. But as the battalion's vanguard, as an assault sharpener, he must now carry a knife and a gun and continue to kill.
There were still unextinguished fires blowing in the cold wind under their feet. Zhou Zhiqiang didn't know how the Song Army preserved the oil tanks under the rocks, nor did he know how they built them so solidly in just two days.
fortifications.
This camp is only a civil structure, but the rocks thrown by the Thunderbolt Car broke the thick wooden fence, but could not shake the ten-foot-high camp wall below the fence. It is simply incredible!
This should be why the Song Army was able to withstand the continuous projections of more than 20 thunderbolt vehicles day and night, and still maintains strong fighting spirit and strong combat effectiveness.
During the second attack, the Song army in the camp threw boiling rapeseed oil. It really burned a large area! No matter how brave and skillful the soldiers of the Zhou army were, they could only retreat in the face of the ruthless fire. Zhou Zhiqiang
Now he can only pray to God to protect him from being hit by the cupping. Zhou Zhiqiang, who has a brave personality, would rather lose his head than be burned beyond recognition.
Several fires were still burning, and the dark ground was steaming freely. Although the morale of the Song troops in the camp was good, their morale was stable, and their number was not too small, when the cold wind blew waves of fragrant smells,
At that time, everyone's face looked so ugly.
The land on the outer defense line has been soaked in blood and turned dark red.
Zhou Zhiqiang has completely lost his ability to think. With his eyes red, all he can think about now is kill, kill, kill! Go into the camp and kill all the Song Ni, and then you can live safely!
Every time he retreated and took a short rest, he would follow the officer leading the team again and launch a new and more violent charge towards the camp.
Many ladders more than ten feet long were lifted up by the soldiers of the Zhou army. They were their attack tools. Although the skin of the Song camp was very broken, the meat inside was difficult to chew. In the Song army's camp, except for the outer walls,
There are solid walls like frozen soil erected everywhere inside. Many of the walls are supported by steps made of earth and stone. Even if they are hit by stone bullets a hundred times, and the soil on the surface is like powder, it will always be just the surface.
Of course, there are many "walls" in the normal sense, which can be damaged by stone bullets. Among the fallen or collapsed earth walls, Zhou Zhiqiang has also seen dry ones like spider webs.
There were grass, vines and bamboo strips, but there were still many that did not collapse.
There were groups of Song troops behind every earth wall and every gap. Where the two sides were fighting and killing, corpses had already fallen on the ground on the outside of the camp.
The ladder was erected on the wall, and Zhou Zhiqiang took the lead and was the first to climb up quickly. The first two earth walls were familiar to Zhou Zhiqiang, who had already attacked twice. But when he was about to climb to the top, he kept
The long card he was holding in his hand was suddenly placed on top of his head, and he heard movement above.
A spear stabbed fiercely, but was blocked by Changpai. Zhou Zhiqiang knew that the wall he was on was very narrow, so narrow that no one could stand on top of it. A spear stabbed above his head, and it could only be said that it was the second attack just now.
After their own people retreated, the Song army used stone bullets and sandbags to add a layer behind the wall.
This kind of fortification system is like the courtyard wall of the landlords and gentry. Those who dare not build thick walls just add a short wall directly inside the high courtyard wall, so that people can stand on it, and use the high wall in front as a short wall.
Wall parapet.
Chang Pai holds the spear and pushes upward. The opponent Song Bing is not as strong as Zhou Zhiqiang. Zhou Zhiqiang has also practiced some martial arts, so he has the most strength.
This surge of strength almost made the Song army's spear weapons above him almost drop their hands, and the spear points thrust downwards were pointed upwards. Zhou Zhiqiang took the opportunity to jump up and climbed up the wall with a quick leap. With lightning and flint.
Jian held the knife in his right hand and tilted it outward, blocking the sword that was struck vertically. Then the tip of the knife moved forward, and the cold blade had already pierced the chest of the Song Army spearman.
Song Bing's body felt like an electric shock for an instant. His survival instinct made him put aside the spear in his hand, and tightly grasped the blade that penetrated his chest with both hands. His eyes widened, with a look of extreme reluctance.
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There was a "pop" sound, and a feathered arrow hit the long card in Zhou Zhiqiang's hand. The arrow penetrated more than an inch of the long card, and the tail of the arrow was still swinging and trembling freely.
Strong archer? Zhou Zhiqiang said with disdain, a sneaky thief. If he dared to fight head-on, he could kill ten of them by himself.
Zhou Zhiqiang didn't know who shot the arrow. He didn't know where the strong archer was hiding, because none of that mattered to him. What mattered was that he was not injured. What mattered was that he got over the first
road wall.
He pulled out the knife from the belly of the dead soul under the knife. With a backhand movement, the bloody blade chopped down the Song Army sword and shield soldier who was teaming up with the spearman. Zhou Zhiqiang raised the bloody machete: "Brothers, kill!"
"Kill!" The war drum behind him beat even faster, and the sound of the drum became even more passionate and vigorous.
Outside Chen An's camp, a Zhou Army general also held up a long sign, roared loudly, and with the soldiers around him, he bravely rushed towards the camp gate.
"Boom, boom, boom--" The firing of the Pili Chariots continued. Of the twenty or thirty Pili Chariots, only ten strong ones were left without any problems, so they continued to shoot, extending into the Song camp.
It's a pity that Zhu Biao, who had already played the trick of beating up the camp with a thunderbolt car, how could he not be on guard when he became the one being beaten?
In two days, the ground was dug ten feet in the middle of winter, and the roof beams were used as support and cover with thigh-thick beams. The roof beams were then covered with straw, rattan and bamboo strips, and sand and soil were mixed with water. After one night, they were frozen solid.
In fact, it can be regarded as an evolution of Cao Cao's "gathering sand into a city".
The earth walls erected between camps are also built in this way. Earth cannot be compared with concrete, and grass, rattan and bamboo strips cannot be compared with steel bars, but it is always better.
Facts have proved that if this were not the case, the Song Army's external camps could not withstand the blows of the Zhou Army's stone bullets. In the earthen caves in the camp, not only did everyone in the Song Army sleep comfortably, securely, and warmly, but they could also
Boil water to make rice, preserve kerosene, arrows and other military supplies.
In Chen An’s words, everything is great!
After crossing the first wall, the second wall was just ten steps away. There was a gap in the wall that could accommodate three people. Several Song soldiers guarding there were glaring at Zhou Zhiqiang with fierce eyes. When they saw him
The two brothers were easily killed by him with a knife. What rose up in these people's hearts was not fear, but anger.
With the fierce murderous intent approaching, Zhou Zhiqiang sneered in his heart, shook his hand and shook off the blood on the blade, and sneered at the face in front of him as if he was disdainful.
"Kill -" the shouts of both sides rang out at the same time. The flashes of swords and swords flashed across, and several Zhou soldiers who rushed up first fell to the outside of the wall before they could scream in agony.
The combat power of the soldiers of the Song Army who formed the Yuanyang Formation was far from comparable to that of the ordinary soldiers of the Zhou Army. With two long kills and five spears, several Zhou soldiers who rushed forward had a big bloody hole in each of their bodies.
Zhou Zhiqiang twitched the corner of his mouth and attacked three times. Every time he attacked, there would be a few fools who were desperate for their lives. Some of these people had short memories, and some were added later. They had never seen the power of the Song Army's battle formation. He, Zhou Zhiqiang, was an uncle.
, everyone was worried about the Song army's battle formation and did not dare to be the first to rush forward. After seeing several Zhou soldiers fall to the ground, he held a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, taking advantage of the two long kills before they could finish.
Taking advantage of the corpse, he dodged and struck in front of the spearmen.
Zhou Zhiqiang was a small uncle, and everything he encountered was just one of the many scenes on this battlefield. It was the tip of the iceberg of the attack and killing battle. In more places, countless Zhou troops died, eight, nine, or ten.
It may not be possible to kill two Song soldiers.
With a sweep of the broadsword, a Zhou army soldier who had just exposed his head from the top of the city was immediately decapitated by this sword. The flying head flipped several times in the air before slamming down to the ground. Blood flowed from the neck.
Spurted out, the headless body fell down from the long ladder like a straw...
The soldiers of the Zhou army under the wall did not even glance at it, as if what had just fallen was not a corpse, but just a grain of dust. They waved their swords, guns and shields and continued to climb towards the earth wall.
At this time, several cans of boiling vegetable oil were delivered from the rear of the camp in time. The Song army guarding the earthen wall smiled grimly and asked his men to light the cloth strips wrapped around the oil cans. Then they raised their hands and the oil cans weighing three to five kilograms crossed over.
The earth wall more than ten feet high fell outside the wall. Another can...
Suddenly, the aroma of oil came, and the shrill cry came from outside the wall...
