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An army fighting in the era of cold weapons requires face-to-face fighting and requires sufficient physical strength, courage, perseverance and morale. Therefore, the loss of the army cannot be too great. If the loss is large, at least the next three items will be dangerous. Under normal circumstances,

The loss cannot exceed 20%. In other words, 20% loss is a red line. Beyond this red line, the army may collapse.

Of course, this also depends on what kind of army it is. As far as the Jin Army is concerned, if it does not kill more than half of them or defeat them mentally, such an army with almost no defeats will not collapse.

That's right. And what if it's the Song Army? It depends on who leads the army. If the main general fights to the death, the Song Army can sustain 30% to 40% of the battle losses. If it's a city defense battle, this ratio will increase. But if the main general

If you grease the soles of your feet before the fight begins, the Song army may collapse without even killing anyone.

The result of a collapse on the battlefield is that the general survives and the small soldiers are finished. At this point, the two campaigns against Liao in the late Northern Song Dynasty perfectly explained this point.

So as a veritable ragtag group, what percentage of the battle damage rate of the Taihang Five Villages Alliance Army must reach before it collapses? In fact, for a patchwork of soldiers, it does not need to kill many thieves

.As long as the bravery of its vanguard is destroyed, it will be enough to trigger a domino effect.

The 800 thieves in Heiya Village are the backbone of the Five Villages Alliance; and the fifty armored soldiers are the most daring and fearless warriors among the 800 thieves.

If not, how could they get the best shield, the strongest armor, and the sharpest knife in this den of bandits who compete with each other for their lives? It can be said that these fifty soldiers are the Wuzhai.

The best of the best in the coalition forces; they are the sharpest spearheads among the more than 400 forward troops. Their combat power can be compared to 200 or even more than 300 ordinary thieves.

And now, this sharp spearhead is broken!

For this bandit army with only more than 400 people, the destruction of this elite soldier who could fight one against five. The battle loss rate has exceeded 70%. Such a statistic is really terrible, so terrible...

The entire forward army collapsed instantly.

Almost all the blood in Xu Qing's body rushed into his two eyeballs. He waved his knife and howled at the top of his lungs: "We can't retreat, we can't retreat! Those are the most elite warriors of our Black Cliff Village and the last of our Black Cliff Village."

The vitality... fifty men! Just gone..."

The six guards around Xu Qing hugged him tightly and burst into tears: "Three leaders, retreat, we can't charge any more... The enemy is using magic. We can't even charge through a wall. How can we fight? Come on, let's go behind.

Everyone in the four villages is almost gone..."

"No! I will never retreat, I will charge again! No one can run away, stop those bastards for me..." Xu Qing came up fiercely, and actually threw half of the six guards away - it's really hard to see

This guy's slim body has huge strength. He deserves to be called "Skinny Tiger".

The guards who were thrown out crawled back and held Xu Qing down again... Just when the two sides were in a stalemate. Bang! There was a muffled sound, and Xu Qing's right arm holding the knife suddenly spattered with blood.

A blood hole as big as a bull's eye appeared on the biceps, and blood spurted out.

Di Lie regretfully threw the musket in his hand back to the student on the side - he originally aimed at Xu Qing's chest. At a distance of about sixty to less than seventy steps, he basically shot through Xu Qing, who was wearing leather armor.

There was no problem. Unfortunately, the accuracy of the musket was really painful. In addition, Xu Qing was struggling with his guards and his body was twisting and turning. As a result, the shot hit his arm.

"So... such a powerful 'Palm Thunder'..." Xu Qing dropped the knife on the ground, his face turned gray, and the severe pain caused his gums to bleed. In the end, he still couldn't withstand this terrible "cavity effect."

, fainted from the pain.

Xu Qing was seriously injured and fell into coma, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back, eventually triggering the complete collapse of the forward army.

The consequences of a huge rout on such a narrow mountain road would be quite horrific. Not to mention the trampling that occurred due to congestion, just because you squeezed and pushed, the bandits on the outermost side were pushed off the cliff one after another. In just a thousand

Along the long mountain road, there were thief soldiers falling one after another like dumplings. In the end, less than 200 thief soldiers survived and returned to the camp.

The forward army of more than 400 people took less than an hour from the departure, the beginning of the battle, to the defeat. The actual fighting time was at most one stick of incense, and the rest of the time was spent on running. The chief and deputy commanders, one dead and one wounded, the entire army

More than half were lost. Killed enemies...seems like none. Battle damage comparison: 0:200+.

The vanguard army was completely defeated!

Jiao Wentong was stunned. Yes, for half a quarter of an hour, his head was as messed up as a pot of gruel, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything. He saw Xu Qing's guard's mouth opening and closing.

Jiao Wentong is an old bandit. He has fought in no less than thirty or forty battles, and his chest and back are covered with scars. The worst time was when he only had half a life left, and only a dozen of his men were left.

Brother, even though it was so difficult, he managed to survive it and finally became one of the four major bandits in Taihang Mountain. The most important support for him to join the ranks of the four major bandits was that he had more than 200 possessors.

A fierce soldier with standard weapons, leather armor and side cards. This is a powerful presence among the many Taihang bandits who are armed with homemade inferior spear points, blades and even sharpened wooden sticks.

However, the tragedy is that in the battle outside Luancheng, half of Jiao Wentong's 200 elite troops were killed, and a pair of his four tiger generals were killed. This time the ten villages united to attack Tianping Village. In order to obtain the maximum benefit, but also to shock

Jiao Wentong gritted his teeth and left half of the elite men to guard the village, while the other half were pulled out to demonstrate.

Jiao Wentong sent out the strongest troops in the first battle, and his idea was to defeat Thunder God. One battle will determine his merits. He used his strong combat power to show the younger brothers in each village and the Taihang villages: Although our Black Cliff Village has hurt its vitality, but

The foundation is still there and the strength is still there.

However, the cruel reality gave Jiao Wentong a loud slap in the face!

Fifty of the strongest and most capable young men in the village! And those leather armors, swords and guns, and side cards... If you have money, you have nowhere to buy these things. In just a short time, they are all gone? Isn’t that enough?

After all, the great rout also caused 30 to 40 of his men to stumble and fall off the cliff. More than 20 people were trampled to death. When they went up the mountain, more than half of the 200 elite soldiers did not even touch the door... This time

.Heiya Village has truly fallen into disrepair.

Jiao Wentong was in a trance, when a follower suddenly rushed out of the tent and shouted something. Jiao Wentong's soul had not returned yet. He could not receive any sound, but his vision was normal. He only saw people in the same tent.

The heads of the other villages and their subordinates, big and small, all changed their faces, jumped up as if their buttocks were on fire, and then swarmed out.

Jiao Wentong hit his head hard, and gradually felt a sound, and then shouted angrily: "Why are they running away?"

The follower said with a mournful face: "The people from Tianping Village came down the mountain to kill..."

"What? They still dare to come out? How brave! Well done! They were huddled in the turtle shell, and I couldn't do anything to them. Now that they stick their heads out, they are seeking death!" Jiao Wentong grabbed the man next to him.

He wielded a large ring-headed sword and shouted, "Young men, fuck this guy quickly, the time has come to avenge your brothers. Don't let those little villagers get the first step..."

The follower couldn't even cry now: "Master, the leaders of the various villages are not fighting with Tianping Village. They are...running away..."

"How is that possible?" Jiao Wentong almost jumped up and rushed out of the tent like a gust of wind. Then, he saw a familiar scene:

The Wuzhai Allied Forces, more than a thousand people, were like headless flies, running away in all directions. Those donkeys, mules and horses became hot commodities. In order to grab these means of transportation that can run quickly, they were still calling each other brothers before.

The thieves in each village immediately drew their swords and turned against each other, refusing to recognize anyone.

Although this lawn used for camping is quite spacious, the terrain is a bit steep. If you run in a hurry, you will easily fall. If you can't stop, you will roll all the way to the bottom of the hillside. Although it is not a cliff, it is bumpy all the way.

They were tumbling down with bumps and bumps, and they would have to lose half their lives if they didn't die. But right now, there were countless rolling gourds, grinding up all the yellow dust, and plummeting to the bottom of the slope at an alarming speed...

This tragic scene is too similar - just like that day outside the south gate of Luan City, being mercilessly and bloody charged by the nightmare cavalry... The situation on that day was so similar to now. The only difference is that

, at that time there were roaring iron cavalry, scimitars and arrows... what about now? There is nothing, and it is like this?

Jiao Wentong was completely furious. He grabbed a thief who was just about to run past, and spat in his face: "Why are you running? We still have more than a thousand people, and we have enough weapons and enough weapons."

Food, not even an arrow was fired, and you didn’t even take a close look at the Guancheng... You just ran away in shame! Why!"

The soldier was so horrified that his face was blue and his lips were white, and he was speechless for a long time.

Jiao Wentong swung his broadsword, and blood shot into the sky. A six-yang leader rolled to the ground, and hot, sticky, fishy blood sprayed all over him. But Jiao Wentong didn't care, his eyes were the same color as the blood, and his beard was all upside down.

Then he grabbed a deserter again and shouted the same question: "Why are you running?"

The traitor soldier kowtowed repeatedly and burst into tears: "Master, spare my life! I am a soldier under your old command! How could I escape unless it was a last resort... It's really... we can't fight this battle!"

At this moment, the personal attendant pointed forward and said in a bitter voice: "Master, look ahead, they are coming... Do you think this battle can still be fought?"

Jiao Wentong looked up and saw...

At the corner of the mountain road, a group of soldiers wearing heavy armor appeared, holding long axes and knives. Like a moving iron wall, they pressed over silently and firmly. This group of heavy armor soldiers only numbered more than a hundred people, but they were neatly organized.

The pace and the killing momentum are like thousands of troops, overwhelming people. And in the gaps between the square formations of these heavy armored soldiers, there is a group of spearmen holding infantry badges and wearing half-body armor.

; Behind them, there are rows of crossbowmen holding horn bows and standard crossbows, also wearing half-armor.

At this time, these crossbow soldiers were shooting refined arrows like a dense rain like a free fire. All the thieves who had no time to escape and were within the range of the arrow rain fell down one by one with screams.

The thick blood quickly dyed half of the hillside red.

Jiao Wentong opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time... Is this still a group of bandits? The imperial army of the Song Dynasty in its heyday was nothing more than that, right? There were no such bullies... He finally understood... Indeed, such

How can the war be fought?

"Send the order... withdraw..." Jiao Wentong closed his eyes in pain and finally issued the order for the entire army to retreat - although at this time, such an order was somewhat of an afterthought...

Behind this phalanx of heavy armored infantry and hard-bowed crossbowmen, three commanders: Commander Guan Zhongyong of the Second Infantry Battalion, Commander Zhang Li of the Fourth Infantry Battalion, and Deputy Commander Shi Zhihe. The three stopped together.

He stepped forward, took off his helmet, and at the same time issued the order to attack freely. At this time, the troops who had successfully fought did not need their command anymore. Just delegate the command directly to the heads of each capital, and the team leader would be fine. This way

Destroy defeated enemies more flexibly and effectively.

Looking at the allied forces of the Five Villages running all over the mountains and plains, Guan Zhongyong was filled with emotion: "Unexpectedly, such a huge disparity in the strength of the confrontation could actually be defeated in such a short period of time... The village master's muskets and fortress fighting style were comparable to

Call it wonderful."

Zhang Li looked at the powerful bow with one stone and five swords in his hand with some confusion, and sighed softly: "The day the leader of the village used a magic spear to break my sharp arrow, I knew that this weapon was ferocious. I saw it with my own eyes today, and sure enough... given time, this sharp weapon

It will definitely replace the bow and crossbow, and will also change the everlasting battlefield battle model, thereby affecting the general trend of the world..."

Shi Zhihe whispered the Buddha's name: "To eliminate evil is to do good, to use thunderbolt means, and to follow the heart of a Bodhisattva. God descended from heaven and created this magical weapon, which can wipe out the evildoers in the world as soon as possible and return to me a bright world... Amitabha!"

Guan Zhongyong and Zhang Li looked at each other and shook their heads together. How could this be a monk? The murderous intent was worse than theirs...

When Jiao Wentong's eastern Wuzhai Allied Forces were defeated for hundreds of miles, the southern Wuzhailed Allied Forces led by Liu Ze had been traveling for two full days. When they were still one day away from Tianping Village, they heard the news of their defeat and immediately stopped their advance.

After repeatedly confirming that the news was accurate, he immediately led the army back dozens of miles at a marching speed twice as fast as when they came, and then returned to where they came from, as if they had never appeared before.

The massive siege of ten villages ended dismally with such a dramatic and jaw-dropping result.

In this battle, Jiao Wentong's Eastern Five Villages Allied Forces lost more than 800 troops and lost all their food, horses and baggage. If it weren't for the nearby Big and Xiaoshiling Villages tightening their belts and donating all their seeds, the remaining three villages would have been lost.

When he returned to his village due to hunger, there were only a few people left.

In order to commemorate this small-scale but significant victory in the defensive counterattack against Tianping Village, Di Lie officially ordered that Weize Pass be renamed Naihe Pass. The name of this pass contains two meanings: one is that any enemy faces

For such a strong fortress, there is nothing you can do except break your head and bleed. The second is that it refers to the Naihe Bridge on the Huangquan Road. Once you cross the Naihe Bridge, you cannot control your life or death. So what about Naihe? This life and death are also out of your control.

People!

On August 5, the first year of Jianyan, the first battle of Naiheguan ended. (To be continued...)

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