The sun sets on the horizon on the right, and the sunlight is bloody and shines on the earth. Thousands of troops stand with their backs on the savage mountain peak, facing the south.
Because the cultivated fields opened by the savages are all in this direction, there are no crops in the winter, and the snow-covered open space is the most suitable for setting up a camp and for the enemy to deploy their formations.
More than 10,000 soldiers filled the mountains and fields, and they were all enemies on the front, left wing, and right wing. The number of city-state troops committed to the battlefield was three times that, and there were 3,000 people serving as reserves in the central army.
Looking down from the watchtower of the camp, we can see that both the enemy and our side are armed with archers, and each square formation has hundreds of troops. They are like pieces of tofu, squeezed so densely that only a small piece can be seen from a high place.
The only difference is that Ye Qingfang's army is mainly made of iron armor, while the city-state army is mainly made of leather armor made of fur, and the banner of the Han army is red with a green dragon flag on a red background, while the city-state army has a red flag with three white feathers.
"Shoot" a group of ten archers, took out the sounding arrow, bent the bow and shot it, making a loud whistle in the air. This is not killing the enemy, but provoking it.
Facing the long-range provocation of the Han army, the city lord in the city-state army took a look. He was a tough man with flashing tiger eyes and a long scar on his face. Then he sneered and carefully observed this foreign force.
In a dense defense formation, the regular strength is only three to four thousand, which is only one-fourth of our own army. Even if we include scattered auxiliary troops, the total strength is only five thousand, which is less than half of our own army.
"More than twice, it can be defeated." General Yuan Yan said excitedly. This is the experience of wars with foreign city-state alliances in the past. The enemy's divine guards are always much more than our own. The warriors are well equipped, but their cultivation levels are all divine.
Three layers can be crushed by sheer numbers.
Several female priests with sixth level of divine power - or equivalent to Yin Gods - were a little hesitant. They were women and had conservative personalities. They couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you wait for the two teams from other cities behind?"
"The road is too far. The most that can come are the elite of the divine guards. The increase in military strength will not increase the number." A nobleman said. Although he himself was not a powerful warrior of divine descent, there was a female priest following him.
His daughter means the voice of their family.
This statement was approved by many nobles, who nodded: "Yes... we can increase our troops, and the enemy can also increase their troops. It is difficult to seize the opportunity like today..."
"The remnants of the Luoman tribe cannot give up. After investigation, only six to seven hundred people died, and there are still more than a thousand left. Many young women... just happen to be slaves."
"Any enemy who sets foot on our territory has never left alive."
Listening to the nobles' discussions and calls for war, the priestesses communicated with each other, and someone suggested: "Since the oracle asked us to come, it must have predicted our victory...
"Yes, yes... let's go, City Lord"
Because the Aoki City State suffered a huge defeat last time, the city lord used his troops much more cautiously this time. However, the Aoki City State was an old rival, and even with a one-to-one strength, they could barely resist.
The failure was just that the entire coalition front was defeated and the manpower was irreparable...
It's not that the Pengyu tribe is too weak, it's that some city-states are too incompetent
At this time, recalling the past victory of the alliance with the foreign city-states, which was more than twice the victory, the city lord was sure, and the blood of war inspired him. He felt that the god of waste must be secretly protecting this war, and waved his order: "Go to battle."
"Kill, kill -" all the warriors shouted.
"Blessings," the priestess prayed. It seemed that the god of wasteland couldn't wait. As soon as there was a prayer, he responded immediately, and the blood-red light suddenly fell on the soldiers.
All the warriors' eyes immediately turned red, murderous intent rushed out, and they had the urge to devour blood.
"Come on!" Immediately the first batch of warriors rushed forward. This team was mainly in leather armor and carried rectangular shields. They were thick and thick, pressing down like a wall.
"There are already some rules." Ye Qing looked down and said coldly, his cheek muscles twitched twice, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
There were many people in each phalanx of the foreign race raising their round shields to resist the arrows. They looked like turtle shells and ran very fast, as if they were struck by meteorites.
The Han army mainly used iron armor and set up camp against the mountain. The terrain was slightly higher, which not only weakened the damage of arrows and the enemy's charging physical strength, but also facilitated the transition from defense to counterattack - provided it could be defended.
In order to make up for the disadvantage of his troops, Gao Shun worked very hard when repairing and expanding the wall, forming a large arc to block the path to the savage cave.
Ten phalanxes of spearmen, a thousand people, were deployed behind the front wall, and five phalanxes of spearmen were deployed on each side of the left and right sides, with 500 people on each side.
One thousand five hundred people are elite archers, responsible for long-range suppression with firebolts.
Ji Qing and the magician group led by five real people are responsible for mid-range suppression.
The Fire and Thunder Team is now ready to deal with the enemy's possible long-range heavy firepower.
Lu Xun's thirty cavalrymen, and the Confederate army's one hundred bodyguard cavalrymen who specially protect Qianqian. They actually belong to Qianqian and cannot be used to deal with the savages. They are now joining the reserve team.
The hunter team serves as auxiliary troops, following the cavalry, ready to jump into the gap or pursue the victory.
In the end, Ye Qing and Qianqian, Liniang, and Bingmei, three real killers, acted according to the opportunity...
The entire plan was very familiar and fluent, and the rich battlefield experience made everyone in the Han army know their positions.
"Have the things been buried?" Ye Qing asked Lu Xun.
Lu Xun nodded and said: "We are all buried on the front line. There is a wall blocking our view. The enemy must not have expected that we would be in this position..."
"What about the second line of preparations?"
Qianqian listened with a smile, and whispered a few words to Cai Wenji who came out of the savage cave, asking her to go back and guard the prisoners. She turned back and looked at the wall. The so-called first line and the second line were actually divided into two layers: the inner and outer layers.
Time is running out, and the inner wall is not yet complete, so we must rely on the army to carry out key defense arrangements.
In the outer circle, in front of the spearmen's phalanx, there is a row of low defensive walls, two miles long from east to west. This half-encircled wall structure protects Savage Mountain and is the main defense.
The dense log fence was inserted directly into the soil. Due to the short time, it was only about chest height. A trench was dug in front. It was very shallow and narrow and could be crossed with a single jump. This was prepared for the enemy, and the dense forest of guns could be lifted up.
Waiting on the wall stack to poke down.
After crossing the ditch, there was no place to stand in the corner, so I could only plop down.
The bottom of the pit makes the wall of the village appear much higher, probably because it is higher above the head. At least people who fall into the ditch cannot reach it. The line of sight is greatly obstructed, making it difficult to effectively attack the Han army. However, the spearmen and soldiers of the Han army are in the wall.
Behind the wall, he is condescending, and he is accurate every time he pokes.
The city-state army was not stupid, and they did not know how to deal with the savages. They only knew how to charge bravely. As soon as their front team rushed to the ditch, they slowed down. It looked like the tide was slowing down a little on the beach.
After fifty steps, they stopped and the archers fired at each other.
At the same time, as soon as the shields of the front formation were raised, many auxiliary soldiers carrying earth bags emerged, risking arrows and throwing the earth bags into the ditch. Seeing this, Ye Qing ordered again: "Lu Xun, you are in command here."
"Yes, I accept your order." Lu Xun flashed a smile, responded, and then issued the order.
"Shoot!" came a hoarse command from above, followed by a sharp roar, and a hail of arrows pounced on the crowd below, causing a shower of blood.
Ye Qing watched as he saw that because he had no armor, he could not withstand the arrows that penetrated him. Many of them were hit by arrows and could not stop, and they crashed into the ditch with their bags.
Ye Qing noticed that these unarmored soldiers had runes tattooed on their cheeks, and they all looked like they were not afraid of death, so he frowned: "Dead soldiers? Prisoners?"
"They are slave auxiliaries."
Liniang explained: "There are one hundred people in each thousand-man team. Their minds are controlled by the rune of the wild god. They usually do dirty work, but they will die on the battlefield."
"It feels a bit like the Terracotta Warriors from the Outer Lands of Middle-earth, but it's actually not as good as it is. I still feel scared. If I kill too many people, I'll collapse and run away."
While she was speaking, several more batches of arrows rained down and pounced on these people, followed by cries, howls, and the hissing of crossbow arrows.
In this terrible situation, the auxiliary soldiers finally couldn't suppress their fear, threw down their bags of soil, and tried to flee back, crying.
After "Kill", the supervisory team formed three lines in an instant, slashed at the auxiliary soldiers, and immediately cut down a piece of them, forcing the auxiliary soldiers to continue to fill the hole.
The auxiliary soldiers had to brave the rain of arrows to continue, letting the Han army shoot them mercilessly. Many slaves were hit by arrows and fell into the ditch. Their corpses, and even the injured and alive, were buried in the ditch with the soil.
The Han military magicians would have chosen to directly cast spells to change the terrain, and then take a break to recover their mana before fighting again, but the priests' magical skills were given to them to specialize in killing, and they wanted to be simple and crude.
This wilderness can provide abundant food in spring, summer and autumn. Aliens and savages reproduce very quickly. It may not be as good as a rabbit nest, but it can still grow a nest in thirteen or four years.
There is never a shortage of slaves. The City-State Alliance has been at war with the East China Sea Green League for hundreds of years, and overall they are retreating step by step, but they always have several times the advantage in human resources.
To put it simply - the more cannon fodder you have, the more likely you will die.
Ye Qing had enjoyed the demographic dividend during his time in the Han Dynasty. The population resources on earth had never been so abundant. When he saw the slaves being driven out to die, he couldn't help but envy him: "You are so rich and willful."
"...We can't kill them all. Uncle Shi was very worried before. Because we have a disadvantaged population, we can win but cannot lose. An unexpected defeat can ruin the results of ten years of victory. The enemy loses every year and retreats, but every year
We can fight again... Thanks to the dispersion within the city-state alliance, if a strong force emerges..."
Liniang bit her lip. She felt that saying this on the battlefield was a bit disappointing, so she stopped talking. Ye Qing smiled and was not worried. If this was the case, it would be the great expedition of the Middle-earth Dynasty to drive out all these heretics.
This is the will of the entire world order.
If it were the world of Aragami, even if they competed with each other, they would be relatively mature and should have the so-called Pantheon to communicate.
From a practical point of view, it would be very difficult for a monotheistic religion that wants to eat alone, or a completely different heresy, to survive a large-scale encirclement and suppression.
In this short period of time, the slave auxiliary soldiers filled in the ravine at the cost of their lives, and even filled in the sloping earth slope in front of four or five sections of the village wall. The Han army's arrow rain was fierce and accurate, and there were only a few dozen slaves in total out of 1,200.
Survive.
However, the city-state's regular army suffered very few losses. At this moment, a shout was heard, and at the last fifty steps, the charge began.
"kill--"
"shoot"
"Come on -"
"Lance Formation, Stab"
There were screams from both sides, and the white space between the two armies continued to shorten, and finally there was a "bang" collision.
Four or five gray torrents rushed up the slope and became skewers in the forest of Han army's guns. There were also magical techniques to forcibly break through the wall. Knives, shields, guns, and rain of arrows all squeezed towards the enemy...
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Under the setting sun, these weapons reflected the cold light and splashed with blood.