Conquer the World

Chapter 419 Breaking the Camp

The rebel camp had been in a mess, and the master Yin Poshan had been blocked from coming back. Wen Xiaodao's men and horses were too impatient to attack Ximen, and they could not keep it. Although the total number of rebels in the camp was still no less than 100,000, Wen Xiaodao only had more than 30,000 troops, but the rebels had no advantage from the beginning.

Two hundred crossbow vehicles were powerful, and the dense heavy crossbow almost knocked over the wooden wall, and five thousand archers were suppressed. The rebels on the city wall couldn't lift their heads at all. The weapons in their hands are completely at a different level than those of the left forward. The powerful crossbow car was aimed at the Yamen bombardment. After a round of volleys, almost no living person could be seen within dozens of meters near the Yamen. The weak part of the walled city was hit by a heavy crossbow, one by one, looking crumbling.

The suppression of the archer's arrow array is even more suffocating. The defenders on the city wall are high, but the range of the bow and arrow is not far from others. Besides, even if the feather arrow shoots past, the flutter has no strength. Suppression made the rebels desperate from the beginning, and they faced a kind of weakness in the face of a well-trained left forward.

A large population does not mean that the combat effectiveness is strong.

Wen Xiaodao's arrow array began to press forward, and under the cover of Yu Jian, the rebels had no room to fight back.

"Go ahead"

Wen Xiaodao pointed forward: "The general said that if he could not break the rebel camp Simon in one hour, he would let me cut my own head. If I ca n’t get in in half an hour, I will cut your heads first Now. "

His generals shouted a cry, and the horn whispered. A rushing battalion formed a square array and pushed forward against the shield. Most of the siege equipment was not brought over because it was a hasty crossing, but wooden villages such as the rebel camp were far less tall than towering cities.

Seeing the left avant-garde squeezing towards the Zhaimen side, the rebels on the city wall finally lost their breath. They knew who they were facing, the southwest left-back, Luo Yaoluo butcher. It is said that this man never kept captives, and everyone would be slaughtered. In the face of such an opponent, there seems to be no escape route.

They stood up against the rain of arrows and began to fight back with a bamboo bow in their hands. However, the two rush camps that were pressed up first formed a shield array with giant shields, and the arrows hitting them almost made no impact. In the eyes of the rebels, it seems that everything in the left forward is so strong and powerful.

Their equipment, their weapons, their formation.

This is the first time since the establishment of the Huangniu River Rebel Battalion and the Da Sui Army in the true sense. Before that, they faced the county soldiers and Min Yong of Huangyang Road, and said that both sides were on the same level. Huang Yangdao's Jun Bingmin Yong was equally rudely equipped and did not undergo any rigorous training. In the small-scale conflict between the two sides, it is more courageous than who is more courageous.

But the left-back is different. Even people who are equipped with left-backs are enough to crush the rebels.

Seeing that the left avant-garde men overwhelmed the gate of the village, General Liu Shuo, who was behind the camp, couldn't help it. He ordered his general to rush out with four camps, trying to push back the two camps on the left. But after this decision was made, he knew how badly he was wrong.

Those two shield arrays are just like hedgehogs that can't be touched.

The rebels rushed forward, leaving only a trace on the shield. The long crickets in the shield formation sprang out irregularly, and the rebels near the shield formation were smashed to the ground one after another. Barely relying on more people to block the shield array, but can not break that thick layer of defense.

Wen Xiaodao pointed his hand towards the shield array, and 5,000 archers immediately poured out an arrow rain. He didn't care about how many people were killed or injured. He liked to kill.

The left avant-garde soldiers under the shield array will not be damaged by the arrow rain, but the rebels are different. They don't even have decent leather armor. How could the thin clothes on them block the sharp feathers? The sound of arrow clusters tearing together was like the sound of a heavy rain falling on the lotus leaves.

After a round of arrow rain, 20% of the four camps killed by the rebels were slaughtered. The rebels' courage was finally exhausted, and many people moved back in sorrow. Just at this moment, the shield array suddenly opened, and the left-wing forward inside it was as fierce as the tiger went down to the top, sticking behind the rebel **** and killing.

Wen Xiaodao smiled with satisfaction, and his people's sense of timing made him feel relieved.

In this situation, unless the rebels close the battalion door and abandon the four soldiers who rushed to the battalion, they will never stop it. The left-front men chased behind the rebels, united, and drove the troops back. Handing his back to the enemy's rebel soldiers, one after the other was stabbed to the ground by a sharp tadpole.

Subsequent left-backs saw a victory at least, and at least four discount camps quickly rushed to reinforce.

Seeing that Wen Xiaodao was about to break through the rebel camp in half an hour, a whistle of whistle came from behind Wen Xiaodao's men and horses, followed by a muffled thunder against the ground. Passed over. Upon hearing the thunder, Wen Xiaodao's face changed immediately. He looked back fiercely, and unexpectedly saw a black torrent rushing towards the rebel camp.

"Luo Xiaotu I-fuck-you-mom!"

Wen Xiaodao could not help cursing, his face looked cold like ice that would not change forever.

That's it again!

That's it again!

After the person in front opened the situation, Luo Xiaotu's heavy ride came up to take credit for it!

Ke Wen's knife was so rude that he couldn't stop the heavy cavalry who had already raised his speed. He knows Luo Xiaotu too well, this person is not an individual at all. If Wen Xiaodao would dare to stop the heavy ride in front, Luo Xiaotu would dare to step on the heavy ride without changing his face. In Luo Xiaotu's eyes, he was always the enemy in front of Chongqi. If Wen Xiaodao is a lunatic, then Luo Xiaotu is a machine with no emotion at all.

Hearing the thunderous thunder, the front left infantry infantry also knew that it was riding heavily. They did not need to be reminded at all, and immediately voluntarily gave way.

That torrent of steel is unstoppable!

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When Liu Shuo saw the black steel monster over the distance, he knew he couldn't keep it. His face was pale and bloodless, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He had seen heavy cavalry under His Majesty Li Yuanshan. So he knew that once the heavy cavalry rushed to the indestructible power, the crooked barracks that had been bombarded by the heavy crossbow could not stop the foot of the heavy horse.

"Lancer, line up at the camp gate!"

He took a deep breath to stabilize himself, then gave a loud command.

The rebel team did not have a unit comparable to the heavy cavalry. The only thing that could be used was the pikeman, which had the lowest cost. The so-called long gun is an iron gun head inlaid in front of the wooden pole. The cost of a stable is at least a few hundred long guns. The rebel forces have expanded so much that weapons and equipment simply cannot keep up. Li Yuanshan's iron ore, which was built in the past ten years, barely equips his direct troops.

The weapons assigned to other teams are such low-cost lances. And the Lancers often have a title ... the fastest infantry ran. Because they only have a spear in their hands, they have the least equipment, and are humbler than archers with the same low defense. At least the archers need to carry a hard bow, two feather pot arrows, and a short knife. When running, there is really no faster movement among the infantry than the pikeman.

Tens of thousands of spearmen lined up in the open space inside the battalion gate, and the square array stacked by the soldiers looked extra thick. Just when the square was taking shape, Luo Xiaotu's heavy ride arrived. The fragile camp door was knocked open, and torrents rushed in unstoppable.

The rebel spearmen's hands were sweaty, their arms trembling, their faces paled and their breathing became difficult. The foremost spearman squatted on the ground, pushed the gun to the ground, pointed the gun forward and obliquely upward, both hands holding the gun deadly, closed their eyes and did not dare to look at the black steel monsters.

Luo Xiaotu, who rushed to the front, pulled down his face armor and pointed forward.

The heavy armored cavalry in the back also pulled their face down, revealing only a pair of cruel eyes. That mask is too sloppy, just like the bloodthirsty Yasha.

When the heavy cavalry and the pike rifle collided, even time seemed to pause.

The rebels' spears were not as long as those of the stables, and the front row of long spearmen was almost picked up by the stables. The horse barn is different from the infantry leader. The bar is flexible. After hitting the soldier, the bar is bent and then straightened quickly. The corpse hanging on the barrage is immediately ejected.

For a moment, the first few rows of the rebel's gun array were shattered. The armored horse was almost fearless, and the heavy body hit it and immediately broke the blood on the head of the rebels. The spear pierced the heavy cavalry. If the strength is not enough, the cavalry will be shaken at most. When the strength is enough, the cavalry can be taken off the horseback, but don't try to pierce that thick armor.

There is no way to survive the heavy riding on the ground, because the armor on his body is too heavy, and he will be knocked over by the same robe before he stands up. After the horseshoe tramples on, the body in the iron armor is trampled into mud, and the blood and water run out along the gap between the armor drip. Minced meat was squeezed out like mud.

The gun array burst apart layer by layer, and the courage of the rebels was almost defeated.

The horse's hoof stepped on the soldier's head, and it sounded as if he had stepped on a watermelon. The eyeballs squeezed out of the eye sockets and stuck to the horse's hoof without knowing where they were taken.

Luo Xiaotu's stabbing front was three feet long, and there was a stump and a broken arm in the sweeping place. The rebels' square was thick enough, but still couldn't stop heavy riding from rolling straight in the middle.

When the cavalry passed through, only a piece of meat was left.

Liu Shuo kept ordering, mobilizing people to block the torn gap, but the rebel soldiers who had been scared of courage retreated, and some people dared to approach the heavy ride.

Behind the heavy ride, Wen Xiaodao's infantry rushed in like a flood. The torn mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the rebel forces were thrown in and quickly washed away by the torrent.

Until now, only four words fluttered back and forth in Liu Shuo's heart.

The trend is gone.

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Almost all the rebels gathered on the west side of the big camp to defend the left forward ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ nobody noticed that on the other side, a group of wild wolves who had just tasted flesh and blood was spying. On the high slope, when Fang Jie put Qianli's eyes down, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed like the sun just dripping in the morning.

"Go on horse"

He beckoned and pointed to the east gate of the rebel camp: "After entering, follow me. Most of the rebels have been transferred to the west. The battalion is empty. At this time, there is a place where heavy soldiers are defensive. It's here. Follow me, don't allow love. After entering, start to set fire. When you rush into the camp, don't think about killing many people. I want something! "

"Take as much as you can!"

Fang Xieyue got on the red horse: "Our rations and supplies are in the hands of the enemy. If you are polite, I will be with you!"

"Haha!"

The crowd laughed. They followed the crimson warhorse, and the wind spun out from behind the high slope, and flew towards the rebel camp.

It looks like a pack of wolves rushing towards the sheepfold.