This time it was an attack during the day, but it was still concealed. The gloomy sky and dense rain curtain were excellent camouflage.
The rebel soldiers charged forward and crossed the temporary camp where they originally attacked the city in the north of the city. They did not even notice that at some point, the forts and fortifications in the north of the city were empty. Even if someone noticed, they had no time to think about why this was the case.
It's useless to think too much. Don't think about today's things because there is no way out.
The distance of three miles was not far, and it was only a meal away. The army camp was shrouded in rain, and no one could be seen, and it was quiet. The flag of the general, the general, was hung on a high flagpole, covered by the rain.
After getting wet, it drooped listlessly.
It seemed that the officers and soldiers were asleep on this boring rainy morning and were not aware of the surprise attack launched by the rebels.
Five hundred steps, four hundred steps, three hundred steps.
Countless pairs of bare feet stepped on the mud and water on the ground and rushed towards the camp. The voice that had been suppressed for a long time finally roared when they entered the charging distance of 200 steps.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"ah!"
"Ouch!"
"My mother!"
The shouts of killing were deafening but stopped abruptly, replaced by screams. Countless soldiers rushing forward fell to the ground holding their feet, wailing in pain. Their feet covered with mud were hit by sharp hexagons.
Blood surged from the pricks.
There are such hexagonal thorns everywhere in the muddy water. If you throw them on the ground, each one will land on all fours, with two spikes pointing upward. The feet are made of flesh and the thorns are made of iron. You can imagine the consequences of stepping on them with bare feet.
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The long spikes pierce into the soles of the feet, piercing deeply into the flesh and blood, and some even pierce the insteps. When rolling while holding the feet, the body will be stabbed again. It would not be fatal in the first place, but this way
Roll, the sharp thorns pierce the vital points of the chest and abdomen, no less than being stabbed by a sharp knife.
Of course, Zhang Yanling learned the lesson from the attack on the camp by Jiang Bin, Xu Tai and others. After that, he ordered the blacksmith shop in Wild Dog Ridge to work overtime to make tens of thousands of spikes and rush them to the place as a means of defense.
Zhang Yanling certainly did not want to use such cruel and despicable methods, but this was perhaps the most merciful method he could use.
What Zhang Yanling thought was that stepping on the spikes on his feet would only hurt him but not kill him. But if they got close to the range of firearms and bows and arrows around the camp, they would die. Zhang Yanling didn't want more people to die.
If this wave can shock the opponent, let them understand that their every move is under control, they have no possibility of winning, and let them retreat in the face of difficulties. This may be a meritorious deed.
Zhang Yanling didn't want to kill too many people unless they were seeking death themselves.
However, Zhang Yanling underestimated Liu Chong's cruelty and determination.
Looking at the rows of fallen rebel soldiers in front of him, they fell to the ground and wailed one by one. Liu Chong quickly understood what happened in the middle of the team. He cursed the enemy for being insidious, but he fired his bow without turning back. At this time, no matter what
No matter what, you can't be discouraged, let alone shrink.
"Step on the corpse and rush forward! If you hesitate to retreat, you will die!" Liu Chong shouted without thinking.
Liu Chong issued the order, but the charging rebels were still hesitant. Most of those people were not dead, but lost their mobility and lay in the mud. After all, they were his brothers from the rebel army. Take the hundreds of rebel soldiers who fell on the ground.
As a stepping stone, this is really an inhumane and cruel decision.
"Come on, do you want to die?" Yang Hu shook his sword and shouted.
He led hundreds of people in the supervising team, shirtless and holding long knives to intimidate. If anyone dared to hesitate, they would be hacked to death without hesitation.
The rebel soldiers were helpless. Under the coercion of Yang Hu and the supervising team, they roared and stepped on the screaming soldiers on the ground and rushed forward.
There were many people on the ground, like rocks exposed in puddles, here and there. The rebel soldiers stepped on their bodies and rushed forward like frogs.
Many rebel soldiers who were impaled among them did not die, but every time they were stepped on by their brothers, they were one step closer to the gate of hell. At first, they cursed loudly and cried loudly. But after being stepped on by dozens
After hundreds of blows, they all became silent.
Their dead and dying bodies were deeply sunk in the muddy water. Those who were lying on their backs had their sternums broken and their orifices bleeding. They were completely trampled to death. Those who were lying on their backs had their heads and faces trampled into the muddy water, leaving only
The next part of his back was exposed, and blood was flowing around his body.
Everyone became like inhuman animals, indifferent to all this. This group of lambs, they thought they had already stood up when they rebelled against the imperial court. But in fact, they were still a group of lambs. Facing Liu Chong and others
Despite the order, there was still no sense of resistance.
A lamb is a lamb, and can never become its own master except to be driven and slaughtered by others.
Fortunately, the range of the spikes was only a few dozen steps wide. After paying the price of thousands of casualties, the rebel soldiers entered a distance of 200 steps in front of the official camp. The kind-hearted official soldiers seemed to have paved the way for them. There was a scene around them.
It was muddy and the dug pits were full of trenches. Sandbags were used to pave dozens of feet-wide passages leading directly to the army camp.
The rebel soldiers chose these paved passages without hesitation. These may have been roads paved by the government troops for the entry and exit of vehicles and horses, and became a broad avenue for their charge. Moreover, they had no choice. Because they were surrounded by mud pits and were full of accumulation.
The muddy water reached the bottom. Some rebel soldiers rushed over and fell into it. The muddy water reached the top, making it impossible to pass through.
However, at the end of the passage were bird gunners, fire gunners and archers who were already armed and ambushed in the fortifications that blocked the rain.
Rainproof fortifications are necessary, because the cannons need to be ignited with ignition and cannot be exposed to water. In order to allow the rebels to follow the route designed, a large number of trenches and holes were dug around the camp. A large number of barbed wire fences and wooden horse nails were erected.
Stab. All of this is to guide the opponent's attacking soldiers to the right path and send them concentratedly to the direction where the firepower is facing to die.
Bird guns began to roar. Although the number of bird guns was only 150, and they were scattered in the fortifications in front of more than 20 passages around the camp. There were only seven or eight bird guns in each fortification. However, two hundred steps away,
The roar of the cannon, which can kill the enemy, officially announced the beginning of this decisive battle.
There is no need to aim, just shoot at the swarming people. The gunners quickly load and fire, then pull the bolt and continue firing. Not a single bullet misses, and every steel ball will hit a body of flesh and blood.
A bloody hole was drilled in it.
No matter where they are hit, those who are hit will die. Even if they are hit on their hands and feet, as long as they fall to the ground, they will be immediately trampled into pulp by other rebel soldiers coming from behind.
It took the rebel soldiers fifteen breaths to reach the distance of two hundred to one hundred steps. This time was enough for one hundred and fifty bird gunners to shoot five to six rounds. Seven to eight hundred rebel soldiers died on this stretch of road.
middle.
But this obviously failed to remind the crazy and irrational rebel soldiers that this was a road of no return. Those who died had no time to regret, while those who did not die were grateful because they had rushed a short distance closer to the camp.
As long as it's not you who dies, you don't have to worry. There's no need to worry about those who have died.
"Canopy! Canopy! Canopy!" The crossbowmen on the camp wall began to fire arrows. The dense rain of arrows was denser than the raindrops, like locusts in the sky, flying out from the hands of the archers and falling on the charging rebels.
in the formation.
The front end of the dense formation of rebel soldiers on more than 20 passages was completely covered, and the enemy troops within a dozen steps were instantly cleared. No one had ever been stupid enough to charge with such a dense formation, but ignored the opponent's 30,000 officers and soldiers.
The lethality of nearly six thousand archers.
For things like bows and arrows, accuracy is second, and the main thing is to be dense. In a large-scale battle, only a small half of a rain of arrows may hit the enemy, and most of them will miss.
Thirty or forty.
The rebels felt the terrifying blow, but they still had to rush forward because they were already very close to the opponent's military camp. As long as they could rush in, the cost was worth it.
Countless people were killed and injured under the rain of arrows, but the rebel soldiers still rushed within thirty steps despite the rain of arrows.
The wooden fence of the army camp in front of the camp facing the passage suddenly opened. It was like opening the door to welcome the charge of the rebels. But then, a nightmare came.
Behind every open fence door are two artillery pieces and two ballistae vehicles. The moment the door is opened, the artillery pieces already under the thatched roof start roaring. There is no need to calculate the shooting elements, this is a complete direct aim.
Shooting. Use solid shells.
The whining big iron ball plowed a trail of flesh and blood in the crowd. The body of the person who was hit first turned into a blood mist and exploded in the air. The crossbows pierced both sides, and less than four people were hit.
The thick, foot-long crossbow arrows penetrated the soldiers' bodies and skewered three to four people into a human skewer.
Not only that, there were also smoking Jingua Lei thrown into the crowd. The Jingua Lei wrapped in oil paper could not be extinguished by the rain and exploded in the crowd. The scattered shrapnel and the air wave of the explosion blew away
The crowd was shaking in all directions.
In just a few breaths, less than thirty steps away from the official camp, in more than twenty foot-wide passages, the rebel soldiers and horses were simultaneously attacked by bird cannons, fire cannons, crossbow arrows, bows and arrows,
Jingua Lei and dozens of artillery strikes in the face.
The rebel soldiers are unfortunate. They suffered a comprehensive blow from the most lethal weapons in the world. But at the same time, they are also lucky, because no one has enjoyed such treatment. So far, only them.
In a short period of time that could only blink a few times, thousands of rebel soldiers within a distance of thirty or forty steps were reduced to ashes, turned into flesh and blood, and disappeared from this world forever.
At this time, they realized that the iron nails on the outside were simply a kind of kindness and warning. Every step closer, they would be hit more fiercely. If they had woken up earlier, they would have understood earlier that the other party had already prepared a plan.
If you are prepared, you will not experience this.
Of course, maybe death is a kind of relief for them. Maybe it is the greatest kindness.
No matter how fanatical the rebel soldiers were, no matter how numb they were, they could not remain indifferent to what was happening in front of them. The hellish scene of killing made their liver and gallbladder split, and they went from panic to despair.
Only now did they realize that the opponent was completely invincible. If they rushed forward, they would be dead ends. There was no other chance. The army camp was close at hand, but it was actually far away. Countless lives must be spent to pave this road.
, and may not be able to get close.
Before a head-on confrontation with the opponent, the rebels had already paid the price of four to five thousand casualties just by rushing over, and no one on the opponent died. And this number is constantly rising. Let alone 60,000, it would be twice as many.
In vain.
The rebel soldiers who followed began to retreat. They turned around and ran back. They finally woke up.
"Run, you will die if you go up. We can't attack at all." Someone shouted loudly, and everyone responded quickly.
"Come on, charge on, don't retreat. Son of a bitch, I'll chop you down." Yang Hu waved his sword and cursed from behind. The sword rose and fell, killing several rebel soldiers who turned around and ran away.
But this did not prevent the rebels from fleeing.
Yang Hu went crazy and slashed at the soldiers with his sword, cursing constantly.
A tall soldier ran away from him. Yang Hu chased after him and slashed his head with a knife. Because the soldier was a head taller than Yang Hu, the knife hit the back of the opponent's head, and the blade got stuck in Yang's skull.
The tiger tried hard to pull it out, but it didn't come out.
The tall soldier turned around and looked at Yang Hu with two bull's eyes. Suddenly he rushed forward as if he was crazy, grabbed Yang Hu's neck with both hands, and uttered a dying curse.
Yang Hu struggled, but he couldn't get rid of the two iron-like hands. The soldier's fingers dug into Yang Hu's throat, and Yang Hu couldn't breathe at all. During the struggle, he felt that the soldier had already
I had no strength left, my eyes rolled back and I was about to die. I was feeling lucky in my heart. However, someone next to me ran away in a panic, knocking the two people who were twisted together into the muddy water in the depression nearby.
The soldier quickly died, but his hands tightly pinched Yang Hu's neck, and his heavy body pressed on Yang Hu, making it impossible for Yang Hu to escape. Yang Hu opened his mouth to call for help, but when he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of mud and water filled his mouth.
into the stomach.
Finally, he had no strength to struggle anymore and opened his mouth to swallow muddy water. Then he was hugged by the rebel soldier forever and sank into the mud pit.
The battle to attack the camp lasted less than half an hour. Under the fierce attacks and massacres by the officers and soldiers, the already shaken rebel army collapsed.