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When the wooden spear of the armored spearman Zhao Wu pierced the abdomen of a Khitan warrior who was wielding an iron rod, he was also swept under the ribs by the opponent's iron rod. A sharp pain came from his ribs. Zhao Wu was in pain on the spot.
Staggering, the wooden gun that pierced into the opponent's body did not bother to retract, and he let go to cover the wound. He couldn't help but want to bend down, but the strong frontal armor prevented him from completing this action. His steps softened, and his whole body
Everyone fell sideways and forward.
After falling to the ground, Zhao Wu's vision went dark. He quickly endured the pain and lifted his mask, just in time to see the Khitan warrior who had just been stabbed by him. Their eyes were very close to each other, and the other party stared at him with his big eyes.
His lips couldn't help trembling, and he was spitting blood. The severe pain under Zhao Wu's ribs still hadn't eased. He held his breath hard. After a long time, and it seemed like only a moment, he finally endured the severe pain that spread to his heart.
He passed by, and then gasped for air. He felt that the mud had entered his mouth at some point, and it was dull and bitter. So he spit out the mud with his saliva, and sprayed it on the eyes of the Khitan warrior. The other's eyes finally relaxed.
Close slowly and die completely.
Zhao Wu took a sip, said "shit", and then chuckled. He thought of the veteran Yang Laoyao who was injured a few days ago. Yang Laoyao has been recuperating in the wounded camp and did not go out to fight this time. Zhao Wu missed it very much.
Tell Yang Laoyao that he has killed three more people today, and his number of enemy kills has reached seven, which is tied with Yang Laoyao. I wonder if Yang Laoyao will be happy to hear this news, or not.
Praise yourself loudly as "a good soldier"?
Once this idea came up, he was very excited. He wanted to rush to Yang Laoyao and tell him about this, right now!
Zhao Wu tried hard to find a gap among the messy and dense legs and feet. He propped his right arm on the ground and kept crawling along the gap. Suddenly, a big foot stepped on his back. The pain under his ribs started to hurt, making Zhao Wu
Wu gasped again. The owner of the big foot was tripped to the ground, and his legs were dangling in front of Zhao Wu's eyes. Zhao Wu took a look and saw that it was a Khitan. The other party
He was trying to get up. But because he was wearing leather armor, he couldn't get up on the slippery muddy ground for a while.
Zhao Wu was furious and cursed, "How dare you step on me, you bitch!" He groped around with his hands. He found a broken spear head and stabbed it into the opponent's lifeblood. The strong Khitan man screamed and his whole body
They all bowed and howled repeatedly. Zhao Wu turned the gun head and tried to pull it out. However, the strong Khitan man held him tightly with both hands. Zhao Wu smiled, knowing that the other party could not survive, so he let go and secretly said, "Second,
Eight", and then continued to crawl.
An armored spearman fell next to Zhao Wu. Zhao Wu patted the other man's shoulder, but the spearman did not move. So Zhao Wu grabbed the other man's arm and pulled him while crawling. At the same time, he murmured: "Brother
, wake up! Endure the pain, let's go out together, just go out, if you lie here, you will be trampled to death sooner or later..."
I don't know how long it took, but the chaos in front of Zhao Wu seemed to suddenly disappear. The shouts of fighting and the footsteps coming and going stopped. He looked left and right, but it turned out that he had climbed out of the front line of the battle.
He dragged the armored spearman until he climbed outside the fence of the camp. Leaning against the thick fence, Zhao Wu supported his body and slowly sat up. It was only then that he felt the pain under his ribs so clearly.
It was so violent, God knows how I crawled out just now.
Zhao Wu breathed for a moment, tried hard to pull the armored spearman to his side, and patted the opponent's iron helmet: "Brother, wake up, we are out, we are saved! If it weren't for me, you would have died here. I must ask you back when you come back."
I’m drinking!”
After knocking for a long time, the gunman didn't respond at all. Zhao Wu opened his mask and saw that the other man had his eyes closed, and blood kept seeping out from his nostrils, corners of his eyes, and corners of his mouth. Zhao Wu wanted to take off the other man's helmet.
, but couldn't pick it off, he turned the other person over, and the spearman's head fell limply to the side. Zhao Wu saw that his head was hit by an unknown weapon, and the entire back of the helmet was deeply dented.
Go down.
Zhao Wu was stunned and let go of his hand. The spearman rushed down and fell to the ground, like a piece of iron with a soft rag inside.
Zhao Wu leaned against the wooden fence, looking at the messy battlefield and the fighting crowd, shaking his head, shaking his head. He suddenly wanted to cry, so he burst into tears.
After that inexplicable cry of pain came out, Zhao Wu finally woke up a lot. He saw a group of sword and shield soldiers passing in front of him quickly. They filed out from the main entrance of the camp, bypassing the armored spear formation, and shouted from the side.
Get into the crowd.
Zhao Wu suddenly wanted to laugh again, so he grinned and shouted: "Kill! Kill all these dogs!"
Two logistics battalion medical soldiers with their arms wrapped in white cloth rushed over carrying a stretcher. They found Zhao Wu leaning on the wooden fence and waving his arms. One of them checked Zhao Wu's injuries and asked, "Where is the injury?"
Zhao Wudao: "The left rib was hit by the dog's iron rod."
The other one turned over the corpse pulled out by Zhao Wu and said: "This one is dead."
Two medical soldiers put Zhao Wu on the stretcher, then lifted the stretcher and ran to the gate of the camp.
Zhao Wu lay on his back on the stretcher and saw that he had passed through the gate of the village. He saw groups of sword and shield soldiers and armored spearmen on standby inside the gate. He also saw cavalry on war horses, looking down at him from a high place.
There was no expression in his eyes.
"Brothers, do you want to send me to the wounded barracks?" Zhao Wu suddenly remembered his wish and asked quickly.
"Yes. Stop talking. You won't die from your injuries. You can go back to battle after you recover!" the medical soldier behind replied.
"Can you please send me to Camp No. 7 of the Wounded Barracks?" Zhao Wu asked again.
"Is there anyone familiar over there?" the medical soldier asked.
"How do you know?"
The medical soldier didn't answer, just smiled. He encountered many situations like this, where he had to live with brothers he knew well to recuperate.
When Zhao Wu was sent to Camp No. 7, it was already filled with wounded soldiers. Different from the chaos outside, it seemed much quieter here. The medical corps of the Yingzhou Army Logistics Battalion recruited some women. With these women present, the wounded soldiers
They all gritted their teeth in pain, for fear of appearing cowardly, but they couldn't help it any longer, so they let out a soft breath or two.
A young female soldier came over to remove Zhao Wu's armor. Zhao Wu let her do it while he asked loudly: "Brother Yang, Lao Yang! Young man Yang... Ouch..."
The female medical soldier said: "Did it hurt the wound?"
Zhao Wu smiled and said: "It's okay, it hurts a little, don't worry about it."
Yang Laoyao's voice sounded from a distance of more than ten feet: "Zhao Wu? Are you injured? Is it serious?"
Zhao Wu replied happily: "I was slightly injured and was swept by the iron rod. It's okay! Brother Yang, I killed four more brothers today!"
Yang Laoyao said "Oh": "You can do it, you have one more than me. Well, what a soldier!"
After receiving Yang Lao Yao's words, Zhao Wu laughed happily.
There are more and more wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks, and they are constantly being sent to various camps. Most of these wounded soldiers come from the defensive battle on the left wing of the camp, where there is already a river of blood.
The left wing of the camp was the focus of the Khitans' attack. Without the threat of the Yingzhou Army's arrow formation, the Khitans were able to continuously attack. They lost a lot of troops and finally defeated every armored spearman and sword and shield guarding the left wing.
They retreated, paving six passages on the trench with wooden planks, and then swarmed under the left wing fence.
The gate of the left-wing village had been closed. The soldiers of the Yingzhou Army climbed up the plank road on the inside of the wall and stabbed down with their long spears. Many Khitan soldiers were stabbed to death here.
Huolu commanded the Khitan soldiers to tie a rope to the gap between the wooden bars of the village gate, and put the other end of the rope on the horse. Dozens of horses drove together, pulling the village gate to the point of collapse. As several connecting points were broken,
After pulling it off, the village gate finally fell to the ground, pinning down several Khitan soldiers who had no time to dodge.
Huolu yelled "kill", and groups of Khitan soldiers rushed to the collapsed gate of the village, holding short spears and throwing hard into the gate. After one group finished throwing, they quickly went around to the back, and the other group rushed up to throw.
The force of the spears thrown at close range was so great that the wooden shields in the hands of many Yingzhou saber-shielders were stabbed to pieces, and many armored spearmen were hit by the spears and were beaten to the point of vomiting blood on the spot. The Yingzhou soldiers lined up in the camp
The army was caught off guard and suffered immediate casualties. The array continued to retreat, leaving a gap.
A large group of Khitan soldiers poured into the village gate and fought towards the gap. The Khitan soldiers who entered later attacked along the two inner sides of the fence wall, knocking down the Yingzhou Army soldiers standing on the plank road and quickly expanding the breach. The left side of the village gate
There was chaos everywhere.
The people responsible for guarding the plank road on the right side of the village gate are the spearmen of the Dingdu Battalion of the Yingzhou Army's left wing infantry. Their combat mission is to attack the enemy troops outside the fence wall on the plank road, because there is a fence wall to protect them, and for
It is convenient for stabbing, so the spearmen in this capital did not wear iron armor, they only had a layer of light armor. During the killing after the Khitan people broke through the stronghold, officers of all levels in Dingdu were on the front line, and the casualties were very heavy.
After a while, more than half of them were lost. All the soldiers, soldiers and two team members were killed in the battle, and all ten team leaders were injured.
Seeing that the situation was extremely critical, Luo Yuanan stepped forward. He summoned more than a dozen spearmen around him, calmly retreated for a distance, then re-formed a spear formation, launched a running thrust, and attacked Dingdu.
The Khitan offensive in the defensive area was effectively contained. The remaining Dingdu spearmen followed suit and formed rows of spear formations under Luo Yuan'an's order to confront the dense Khitan brigade head-on.
Under Luo Yuan'an's lead, dozens of people were instantly stabbed to death on the left wing of the Khitan people. Luo Yuan'an did not hesitate and led his troops directly through the gap, piercing through a hole in a row and carving out a bloody alley. Waiting for Luo Yuan'an to exit from the Khitan
When the people from the left wing reached the right wing, there were less than twenty soldiers left in Dingdu.
The effect of this sudden penetration was very significant. The armor array in front of the village gate was reorganized, and the sword and shield soldiers on both sides of the armor array also gathered again, finally restoring the defense line.