Chapter 62: Fight

"The Tartars this time are indeed very powerful. According to Ivan, they are the personal guards of the Tartar Emperor. If they win, there will be no enemy in the world anymore!" Just when Hesi vowed to kill the Red Turban Army in front of him in the state of seedlings, Zhu Bashiyi also gathered the thousand-man commanders and centurions under his command to make the final mobilization.

The tactical adjustments that everyone could think of were all adjusted. The bodies of the dead and the injured light and heavy lottery numbers were also dragged to the back mountain and handed over to the auxiliary soldiers to resettle. In addition, the horse pit that had basically not played a role in the previous horses, the auxiliary soldiers were sent to dig again according to the attack and evacuation route of the cavalry. This time, the trap was dug thinner and deeper, and at the same time, some broken shrapnel and weapon wreckage were picked up in front of the position and threw them in the position with the most dense traces of horse hooves. In order to give the enemy an unexpected surprise.

"Yes!" Wu Ershier, Liu Ziyun, Xu Hongsan, Xu Dapang, Wang Dapang and others stood up and clasped their fists and responded in unison. However, the morale of everyone was not very high. Especially Wu Ershier, the commander of the warrior, had a clear sense of guilt. In that round of battle just now, the casualties of the sword and shield soldiers under his command exceeded 25%, and the spearmen following the sword and shield soldiers also decreased by more than 20%. The total number of corpses left in front of the position was only more than 170 people. It was only a little more than the Red Turban Army. To a certain extent, it was equivalent to one life for another.

There were more than 3,000 enemy troops at the foot of the mountain, and only 1,500 of them were their own robes behind the wall of the car. And more than 400 of them were auxiliary soldiers who were trained once every five days, and their combat power was basically zero.

Even if the auxiliary soldiers are included, according to the current casualty exchange ratio between the enemy and us, the Red Turban Army's prospects are not very bright. All the soldiers have fought all, and the enemy can still push away all the gold, silver, fine and copper ingots and iron blocks that everyone has worked hard to collect.

"Asu people, Asu people came from afar, without auxiliary soldiers, and did not carry combat supplies!" Seeing that the generals' expressions were wrong, Ivanov jumped up and emphasized in very stiff words, "The slings in their hands will be thrown out soon. Then all they can do is jump off the horse and attack the car wall on foot. Once they dragged them to that time, we will definitely win. The formation is too sparse, and a strong attack is equivalent to seeking death. If the formation is too dense, our grenade will be a large piece of when it explodes!"

"Hahaha" Seeing the veterans' tits and claws, the clouds on the generals' faces finally dissipated a little, their mouths cracked, and they burst into laughter. However, soon, their laughter was held back into their throats, "Dongdong, dongdong, dongdongdong, dongdongdongdongdong." A dull drum sound hit the ground, shaking everyone's feet slightly trembling. The Tartars began to attack again, and this time, they invested more soldiers and more war horses.

"Prepare for the battle!" Zhu Bashiyi had no time to boost morale anymore, so he picked up a flattened shield and jumped up, and rushed to the wall of the car first. "After fighting this battle, I will take down the best tavern in Xuzhou City to invite you, we will not return without getting drunk!"

"Don't be drunk, don't return!" Wu Eryi responded with his throat, picked up the shield, and quickly blocked Zhu Bashiyi in front. He worked with his personal soldiers, Tuzi, Zhang Goudan and others to prevent his leader from continuing to move closer to the wall of the car.

"Don't go back without getting drunk!" Liu Ziyun, Xu Hongsan, Xu Dapang, and Wang Dapang also jumped up and rushed to their respective positions. They rushed in a hurry, as if they were rushing to have a luxurious banquet that they had never seen in their lives.

Zhu Bashiyi walked around twice but couldn't get around the wall, so he had to shake his head and turn around to walk towards the spearmen team. At this moment, Ivanov followed him secretly and said, "Governor, send someone to the stream behind and build the floating bridge!"

"What?!" The drum sounds from outside became louder and louder, causing Zhu Bashiyi to fail to hear the other party clearly. He was stunned and turned back in surprise.

"Build a floating bridge, what if?" The veteran blushed rarely once, lowered his head, like a mosquito.

"Didn't you just say that as long as the Tartars get off the strong attack, we will definitely win?" Zhu Bashiyi was stunned again, and his hand slowly stretched to the hilt of the knife around his waist.

Veteran Piewan immediately took two steps back and explained anxiously, "I, I mean, just in case, if the brothers can't hold on at that time."

"Get out!" Zhu Bashiyi pointed at his nose with the tip of the knife and shouted loudly, "Do what you should do, if you dare to disrupt our morale again."

"I dare not, I dare not, I dare not! The enemy, the enemy's attack has begun, please be careful!" The veteran gangster rushed back like a rabbit and ran towards the grenade, never turning back.

"Damn it!" Zhu Bashiyi's heart surged and cursed hatred. He raised his legs and ran a few steps towards the heights, turned around, and looked down at the entire battlefield.

The enemy's cavalry had begun to accelerate, and still started from about two hundred steps to the right side of the car wall, moving closer to the front of the car wall in an arc. However, this time their team was even more dispersed, and the distance between each wave was longer. Each wave of participating cavalry also changed from a team of 100 people to a group of about 30 people. The cavalry were half a meter away from each other, and the speed of the war horses became more and more urgent.

"Boom!" The enemy's cavalry was still one hundred steps away from the car wall. The cannon controlled by Huang Ergou shot out iron projectiles first, swept under the belly of several war horses like a whirlwind, bringing dazzling red lights.

Another jump, the second boy of the Huang family moved much slower than his father and brother, but his luck was surprisingly better. The jump formed this time directly dropped three war horses, causing chaos to the entire wave of cavalry that followed him.

"Grenade Car! Shoot!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Ziyun quickly pressed down the dagger. Five temporarily assembled small trenchers and five iron-shelled grenades hit the direction of the cavalry.

The attack range of the catapult was at least five times higher than that of the grenadier's arm. The wave of cavalry had just increased its speed again and was hit by the grenade. "Boom!" "Boom!" Two grenades exploded in the air, and the other two were silenced because of the violent shock when they landed. Another one suddenly exploded under their feet when the cavalry were at a loss. Four fragments flew at high speed in four directions, stabbing a bloody hole in the belly of the other two war horses, and whined and died on the spot.

The cavalry on the horse was knocked to death. Before he could get up, the next wave of Asu people came again as if they were flying. The horse's hooves stepped across their chests and sent them directly into the gate of hell.

"Boom!" The artillery controlled by the boss of the Huang family also shot a solid bullet and hit a cavalry's chest hard, piercing the man directly. The projectile, which had not been completed, hit a horse's front leg again, and smashed the horse with its owner, and threw it more than half a foot away. Then, it was stepped on by countless horse hooves and turned into a pile of soft red mud!

"That's it! Blow him! Blow them hard!" The auxiliary soldiers behind the temporary positions who were not ordered to participate in the war opened their voices and cheered for their brothers loudly under the organization of Wang Dapang. However, what made them slightly disappointed was that whether it was the artillery manipulated by the Huang brothers or the grenade car commanded by Liu Ziyun, it was very troublesome to operate. Before the second round of projectiles were loaded into place, the two waves of cavalry had already joined together, leaving behind the blow-killed and injured accomplices, and accelerated to pounce on the wall of the car again.

"Sixty steps in the front of the right, armor-breaking cone - shoot!" The voice of the archer centurion Xu Da sounded, which was obviously much simpler than the previous round of battle. Hearing his orders, the archers who were basically intact raised their bows and shot the armor-breaking cone into the air at a 60-degree angle.

"Swoosh--!" "Swoosh--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A war horse rushing in the second row and his owner were at least six armor-breaking cones. Both the people and the horse were shaking and shaking like drunkenness. They were suddenly turned around and fell down by the war horses rushing up from behind. They were immediately stepped on by the horse's hooves and flew across the flesh.

"Forty steps in the front of the right, armor-breaking cone - shoot!" Xu Da, the centurion of the lunge, didn't even look at it. He judged the most dense position of the enemy cavalry based on the sound of horse hooves in his ears. He commanded the archers under his command and launched the second round of feather arrows to intercept.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" More than ninety armor-breaking cones were torn through the air, tore the armor, tore the skin of man and horse, and sent the shadow of death directly into the target's heart.

Two waves of cavalry rushing towards him were released from the dozen more times. The rest were stunned and immediately turned their horses' heads in front of their companions' bodies. With such a good target and not attacking, Huang Laowai was a fool. He immediately pressed the moxa rong on the lead of the cannon, and with a "boom!", he spewed out hot projectiles against the chaotic enemy.

"Ah--!" The scream instantly became the main theme on the battlefield, overwhelming the low war drum. All Asu people who were shot by the projectile were fucked, but they were unable to die immediately. They tilted on the back of the war horse, wailing at the top of their lungs, asking for help, leaving behind them with red blood.

"Rise - Shield!" Before Huang Laowai could laugh proudly, veteran Piewan suddenly rushed over from behind and covered Huang Laowai's head with a shield. "Baopao, bhaopao, bhaopao!" The collision of bows and shields was endless. The archers of Asuren touched them again at some point, and shot hundreds of sharp eagle feathers outside the route of their cavalry.

Thanks to the timely reminder of veteran Pi Yiwan, most of the sword and shield soldiers in the front row adjusted the height and angle of the shield first, blocking the arrows that were shot on the shield surface. However, more than twenty bows and arrows also passed through the shield wall and landed on the grenadiers, splashing several blood flowers.

"Auxiliary soldiers, come here and carry Caihao away!" Liu Ziyun opened his throat and called the auxiliary soldiers to deal with the wounded. Caihao and the corpse should not be allowed to lie beside the soldiers, which would affect morale. This is the experience summarized by everyone while Asuren's attack. So after the war started, no one was a bystander, and everyone must do their best to survive as a whole.

A small team of auxiliary soldiers ran over with wooden poles and ropes, tied two face-injured grenades to the poles, and lifted them away. The remaining three grenades who were shot into the gap in the armor by the stray arrows saw this scene and shivered. They immediately gritted their teeth and pulled out the bow and arrow. Then they endured the severe pain of the wound and walked to the back of the mountain, and they never dared to bother the auxiliary soldiers again.

"Front right - sixty steps - shooting!" Centurion Xu Da's voice sounded again, directing the archers to launch an intercepting and shooting at the new wave of Asu cavalry.

The feather arrow fell, blood splashed. The Asu cavalry, who was not shot, raised his head and held an iron ball dragged onto the chain in his hand, swaying the circle hard.

The artillery was still not loaded, and the grenadier van shot out another row of projectiles, but because the lead was too slow, most of them were blown up behind the enemy's horses, and they were futile. Several rows of grenadiers grabbed grenades with bare hands and lit the thrown outside the wall of the car. As soon as they turned around, they were found from behind by the enemy's bows and arrows, and instantly the armor was filled with feathers.

With the cooperation of Asu archers, the third wave of cavalry rushed up, after paying the price of another five people, rushed to the front of the car wall as they wished. He suddenly let go and smashed more than 30 hammers into the Red Turban Army's position. Most of the hammers were blocked by the shield, and in vain. Two or three heaviest ones passed the shield to block it and directly hit the spearman's helmet behind, immediately taking the target's life.

The formation of the Red Turban Army was immediately chaotic. The spearmen used the weapons in their hands as javelins and threw them at the cavalry that were fleeing away one after another, but fell to the ground in vain, like a cluster of ugly artemisia. The Asu archers outside the car wall took this opportunity to shoot two rows of carved feathers. The three spearmen had heavy arrows on their faces, squatting on the ground, and making a painful cry in their mouths. The other spearmen were also shot three or four arrows on their bodies. Thanks to the strong enough Rakshasa Big Leaf Armor, they escaped death. But each of the arrowheads was so scared that their faces were pale and their legs were trembling constantly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the advantages gained by the Red Turban Army by relying on artillery and grenade vehicles disappeared. More enemy cavalry rushed up and threw heavy chains into the Red Turban Army's positions in rows. The shield players were smashed into pieces, revealing countless deadly gaps.

The Asu people's bow and arrow shot in through the gap, or shot on the spearman's armor, splashing a string of sparks. Or they penetrated into the human body against the gap of the armor, causing a series of stern wails.

"Jiamao Team, twenty steps ahead, throw!" Liu Ziyun's eyes turned red with anxious eyes. The commanders and grenadiers chased the enemy troops who rushed to the wall of the car.

Grenades that are completely fired by firing are very unreliable. Almost every shot, nearly half of them cannot explode. And the delay time of the explosion varies. Some have already exploded into two pieces before they can fly above the target. Some have rolled on the ground with black smoke until the enemy's war horses ran more than ten meters away. Only then did a loud bang and a large mass of soil were hustled.

The Asu cavalry, who had already discovered this weakness, began to constantly distance each other in the speeding spree. When they saw the grenade landing on the road they had to charge, they immediately tilted their horse's head. As long as they jumped about half a foot away, they would escape the impact of the explosion. Then they would put the horse's head back, smash the chain hammer into the shield wall by inertia, and shake the reins hard, and sway along the other side of the car wall.
Chapter completed!