"Set up camp, the combat team be on alert, and the transport team set up a defensive formation!"
As soon as they left the deserted area, the team leader shouted loudly and issued a mission.
These people are all experienced people, who have not passed the test of life and death. They know very well that bandits always attack caravans when they are tired after passing through deserted areas.
So the team leader gave the order and all the personnel quickly arranged according to the well-rehearsed tactics.
The material resources loaded in the ten large trucks have been divided into categories. Food and drinking water are the key protection objects, and other firewood and grass vehicles are lined up.
Two vehicles were loaded with large defensive weapons. Wildebeests, crossbows, and cross shields were quickly deployed.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The layout here is almost complete, and three trumpets can be heard from the foot of the mountain in the distance.
"Oh ho ho! Oh ho ho!"
Following the sound of cannons, a group of people shouted indiscriminately and rushed over in overwhelming numbers.
Although the tidal wave of people were shouting and screaming all the way, upon closer inspection, there was no chaos at all. It was obvious that they were well-organized and well-trained.
"Ready to fight!"
The leader of the caravan is a young man in his thirties named Wu Yuan, who has reached the ninth level of Qi training and is extremely powerful.
"Horn!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The caravan trumpeter blew the horn, which was a final warning to the enemy. If they dared to advance again, they would immediately begin to counterattack.
The bandits ignored the caravan's warning. Both parties understood that some things were just a formality.
"emission!"
Wu Yuan gave an order, and the repeating crossbow machine started instantly. A sound of machine springs sounded continuously, and accompanied by a whooshing sound of wind, tens of thousands of crossbow arrows shot out.
These crossbow arrows are not the kind of feathered arrows used on ancient battlefields. In fact, they are more appropriately called small javelins, because they are made of fine iron, and each crossbow arrow weighs ten kilograms.
Crossbow arrows do not shoot in a straight line like modern firearms, nor do they need to be precise. Its flight trajectory is parabolic, relying on its own mass to carry potential energy, thus producing a huge impact and penetrating all objects it encounters.
The human body is inherently fragile. Under the huge impact of a crossbow arrow, a heavy shield may be able to resist being penetrated by one hit, but if it is hit by multiple arrows at the same time, it will be difficult to survive.
Of course, crossbows also have their fatal weaknesses.
First, the reloading is slow. It is basically a one-time use on the battlefield, and there is no chance for a second launch in a short period of time.
The second is that it is too bulky. A hundred-shot crossbow machine with two hundred crossbow arrows weighs three tons, so this time there are two large trucks transporting the hundred crossbow machines.
Although the price paid is huge, the effect is also obvious.
Although the bandits were well prepared, they ultimately underestimated the strength of the caravan. They paid a heavy price for their miscalculation, as countless people were stabbed to death.
Some of them were nailed directly to the ground. Because they did not hit their vital points, they would not die for the time being. The huge pain made them keep wailing. The scene was like Shura Hell, extremely bloody.
War is like this, the strong survive, and those who survive will not stop at all. What they need is to rush into the caravan quickly, and only in close combat can they take advantage of their numerical advantage.
"Throw your gun, prepare, shoot!"
Wu Yuan is an absolutely qualified team leader, cold and calm, and his command is methodical without any panic.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Three hundred gunmen threw their javelins.
The crossbow is a long-range attack, mainly attacking enemies three hundred meters away, while the javelin is a mid-range attack, mainly attacking enemies within a hundred meters.
Although it is hardly worth mentioning compared to the number of crossbow arrows, the javelin's damage is not based on penetration, but explosion.
The so-called javelin is actually a kind of firearm, which is made of a glass-like material. Each spear is five inches thick, with a hollow center filled with kerosene and other flammable substances.
When using it, ignite the spike of fire and throw it out with force.
This kind of javelin is very troublesome, like tofu dropped into ashes. It cannot be blown away or hit, it can only be avoided. If it is even slightly contaminated, the skin will be burnt and the flesh will be rotten, and the combat effectiveness will be lost.
"withdraw!"
As soon as the javelin was thrown, Wu Yuan issued the order.
Everyone quickly retreated to the cart.
"ah!"
Following the screams and the thumping of the firemen, the bandits finally came over and killed them.
"put!"
Although the bandits are on the offensive side and can only carry light weapons for quick attacks and cannot carry heavy attack weapons, they are still prepared with firearms.
Moreover, there were so many bandits that even after two rounds of blocking, there were still nearly a thousand people who broke through.
The firearms used by bandits are called throwing cans. Their main purpose is not to kill or injure people, but to burn the supplies of the caravan.
As long as they successfully burned the caravan's supplies, they didn't need to attack again and could just wait for the caravan to surrender.
But this time, a scene that surprised them appeared. After throwing out thousands of lit cans, they went out as soon as they approached the cart.
The bandits couldn't believe what they saw.
They thought it was strange. Normally when fighting caravans, they would definitely take the initiative to prevent bandits from approaching the supply vehicles.
But this time the caravan guard actually retreated instead of advancing, which made people feel frightened. It turned out that there was something fishy.
It's a pity that they have no chance to attack again, because they are moving quickly with light equipment and only one manpower.
"kill!"
"kill!"
The bandits and caravan guards shouted almost at the same time, and then it was like two torrents quickly converging together.
The personal strength of the caravan guards is far stronger than that of the bandits, but the bandits are better because they have more people and their morale is higher.
In the eyes of the bandits, the caravan is a tired force. It is good if its basic strength can be used only half of the time. Plus, it is impossible to fight for a long time due to fatigue, so they are very confident.
Unfortunately, they were wrong again. This time the caravan passed through the deserted area without any danger.
Not to mention that I was not tired, on the contrary, I had accumulated anger for more than ten days, and now it completely exploded.
There's nothing they can do about it, so let's vent their anger on these bandits.
Pity this group of bandits, they made misjudgments again and again. As soon as they met, the guards easily eliminated their opponents.
The bandits also lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. How could they not see that there was a big problem at this time? Unfortunately, there was no way to turn around, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet.
But after all, there are still timid people, or people with bright brains, who know that something cannot be done, so walking is the best option, shouting "kill", but walking backwards.
The person who was charging rushed past, while the person who was retreating had already broken away from the contact. When he saw that the time had come, he turned around and ran away.
Just kidding, you can rob any day, but you only have one life.
The battlefield is like this. Running away is definitely contagious. Sometimes just one person's cowardly running away can break the morale of a large army.
But this time there are many smart people, and those who run away have a good understanding of each other. No one will embarrass anyone, and they will just run away.
The person who rushed forward foolishly just realized that the shouting around him was getting farther and farther away. When he looked back, he saw that it was ten thousand grass and mud horses floating by.
It was a pity that he had no chance to curse anymore, because his opponent's sword had already cut him down without mercy.