Iron Powder and Spellcaster

At first, it may just be a subconscious dodge.

Facing a giant beast that is much larger than itself, a person's instinctive reaction is to avoid it. What's more, there is a more dangerous humanoid beast on the back of the giant beast, howling and killing.

However, the individual's instinctive avoidance led to the disintegration of the company's formation in the blink of an eye.

The fierce soldiers who jumped over the ditch abandoned their broken spears and drew their swords to kill wildly. The surrounding militiamen threw away their weapons and rolled back.

"Youth soldiers" are originally the most vulnerable part of this army.

The "young soldiers" have at least experienced the baptism of the [Battle of Pangtuo River], while the young soldiers are outright civilians and have only received the simplest training.

Young soldiers can also form a seemingly impenetrable front line, allowing long-range weapons such as crossbows and muskets to take effect.

But when that moment did come, they did not have the will and belief to face the charge.

"[Herd] Break the formation!" Turdun cavalry roared, taking advantage of the chaos to push Juma and Luzhai into the trench, and poured into the battle line: "[Herd] Break the formation!"

…

In the middle army, someone frowned and asked: "What are the Hud people howling?"

"Breaking the formation means [breaking the enemy's military formation]." The old businessman who has been walking in the wilderness for many years answered cautiously, and added: "I haven't heard of it for many years...almost thirty years."

…

At the same time, the thunderous sound of war drums was played at the foot of the mountain - the main formation of the fire-warmers pressed towards the central army of Tiefeng County.

Hundreds of Terdun cavalry advanced slowly, very slowly, but the strong sense of oppression almost suffocated the people of Tiefeng County.

The so-called "moving one hair can affect the whole body" is undoubtedly now.

A vicious wolf has bitten Winters' left hand, but as long as Winters dares to look away, the other wolf will tear out his throat without hesitation.

The previous long confrontation seemed to be accumulating potential energy at this moment.

When the brass horn blows, all the beautiful pretense of war is instantly torn to pieces. The ultimate violence will erupt like a torrent, rampaging across the land without restraint.

Seeing that the left wing was in danger and the center was crucified, everyone in the headquarters looked at Tribune Montagne.

Even the most pessimistic Tiefeng County people never expected that the battle had just begun and reached a critical moment of life and death.

"It's still too late to mobilize troops from the right wing!" Someone couldn't hold back and spoke rashly.

The Tertuns were heavily concentrated on the left flank and center. At this moment, the troops on the right wing were almost sitting idle.

Winters looked at the other person deeply and said nothing.

The man riding a black horse on the side reprimanded in a deep voice: "Shut up! Look more! Move? The barbarian is waiting for you to move!"

Although the black horse rider was present during the negotiation, he and his attendants were clearly separated from the people of Tiefeng County. The person who just spoke was one of the attendants of the black horse rider.

"I made you laugh." The black horse rider turned back to Winters and said.

Winters watched the action on the left flank with no apparent emotion.

To be precise, he just doesn't have any emotions, and it's not his subjective intention.

Winters was never a passionate commander. Arpad is, and so is Andre, but Winters is not.

Andre would severely whip the cowards, and he would also sit by the fire and take turns sharing a bottle of wine with his subordinates, laughing, cursing, boasting and joking; Arpad could boost the morale of the entire army just by stepping onto the battlefield.

They are passionate, dazzling and fearless. The soldiers regarded them as idols and gods, and while charging into battle with them, they cursed them viciously.

What Andre and Arpad can do, Winters can do too, and no one can question his courage.

But he was fundamentally different from the other two.

Therefore, in the face of blood and death, he became silent and withdrawn. The more experiences you have, the more it becomes like this, as if the subconscious mind of self-protection has completely closed off some emotions.

Not far from Winters, the tall and thin man [Jacob Green], who was determined to write an epic poem, was looking at the battlefield with trembling eyes, while secretly observing Winters Montagne's expression, secretly Speculating on the latter's inner world.

…

Because the level of militia training is extremely limited, the formations of the companies and battalions of the Tiefeng County Army are not the "square formation" commonly used by the non-stop army, but are closer to the "horizontal formation" of the classical era.

That is, a company of 120 people is arranged in the form of [15 columns] [8 rows], and the four companies of each battalion are arranged side by side.

The battalion of a total of 480 people was deployed in a [60X8] formation, and the two sides of the battalion-level horizontal formation were protected by horseback and fences.

When fighting, everyone stands facing the same direction and follows the military flag in all actions.

Eight rows deep is obviously too thin for the militia, but Winters needs to occupy as much width as possible.

Because the total width of the battlefield is close to one kilometer, being detoured is more deadly than being breached frontally.

Moreover, it is impossible for the temporarily recruited militiamen to implement the rotation tactics of the ancient empire legions. After the battle, only two situations will occur: "swarming up" and "dispersing in a rush", and depth is not that important.

…

Under attack from both inside and outside, the [Fourth Company of Xiaoshi Town], which was the first to engage the enemy, almost collapsed at the first touch.

None of the militiamen who had traveled a long way here had planned to escape from the beginning - why wait until now to escape?

Hatred, authority, desire... They enter the battlefield for various motives. No one is "ordinary", and if everyone's joys and sorrows could be compiled into words, it would be a thick epic.

But in the giant whirlpool of the battlefield, they were extremely small and powerless.

First there was a bit of a collapse, then the company, then the battalion.

The Terton cavalry used scimitars and spears to drive the broken army towards the adjacent battalion, but they soon encountered the first obstacle - the fences and wooden stakes between the battalions.

…

The left wing, the second front.

Seeing hell coming to the world, Monkey and Doug's palms became cold and their limbs became limp.

A trench was dug in front of both fronts.

The defeated troops first fled to the east and west sides, and were blocked by fences and wooden stakes. So he fled to the rear and stamped his feet on the edge of the second trench.

One after another, panicked soldiers jumped directly into the ditch.

The grinning barbarian raised his machete and struck down. The young man standing in front of the ditch crying for help had a piece of his skull deflated and lost his strength instantly.

The monkey watched helplessly as the body of a child younger than him fell into the trench, and his heartbeat stopped for a beat.

The sergeant [Roussillon] had an expressionless face and seemed completely untouched. He drew his long bow and shot an arrow into the grinning barbarian's cheek: "Move away from the horse!"

The barbarian fell from his horse and was not completely dead yet. The old sergeant fired his bow and nocked an arrow, then for some reason turned around and shot at another barbarian.

The monkey swallowed and did not dare to look again.

When digging the trench, the company commander specifically ordered that two meters should be left unexcavated every 20 meters as a passage, which should be able to accommodate three people and two horses running parallel.

The entrance to the passage was blocked by Juma and Luzhai. After entering the battle line, there were fences on both sides to restrict it, reaching the rear of the battle line.

Light infantry moved through them in battle formations, and food and water were delivered to each battalion through them.

The militiamen guarding the passage removed the obstacles, and the defeated troops finally found a way out and rushed toward the passage like crazy.

The two fronts, one in front and one in back, were arrayed fifty meters apart. Just fifty meters is the distance between life and death.

The barbarians slaughtered wantonly between the two trenches, and the defeated soldiers who were slow to escape died tragically one after another.

At the entrance of the passage, people were squeezing each other, the oppressed were constantly screaming, and broken soldiers were constantly being squeezed into the trenches.

Behind the crowd, barbarians were wielding machetes and slashing wildly.

"Pick up your weapons!" Monkey heard the company commander roaring: "Kill the defeated troops who attack our formation without mercy!"

He heard the company commander yelling angrily: "Where are the light soldiers? Damn it! Where are they!"

The light troops came in haste and stood behind the trenches, shooting the enemy with all their might.

However, the Telduans still poured into the first front line through the gap, seemingly endlessly.

As more and more troops were invested, the Tertuns dragged down the barriers between the camps and pushed them flatly towards the east and west sides.

The gap has turned into an ulcer. The first front is already crumbling, and the second front is also shaken.

The Tyrton warrior who broke the formation in one fell swoop threw away his dull blade, took a new knife, reined in his horse and looked around.

Suddenly, he whipped his mount hard and rushed straight to the passage of the second front. The surrounding Terdun soldiers followed closely without hesitation.

The horses with their breastplates on their chests were charging wildly, and the broken soldiers at the entrance of the passage were unable to dodge and were all pushed into the trench.

The Tyrton warrior broke into the second trench, and just as he was about to break out of the formation, a black shadow approached him with the sound of wind.

The monkey saw the company commander holding an astonishingly long spear in his hand, roaring and slashing at the barbarian leader who looked like he was fished out of bloody water.

The reaction speed of General Turdun was much faster than that of ordinary people. He leaned back to avoid the general.

The gun grazed the nail leaf and hit the saddle, and the gun shaft broke immediately. Immediately afterwards, the war horse also buckled its hind legs and fell to the ground with a mournful cry.

The old sergeant Lu Xirong was blocked by his own men and could not fire his arrow. He was so anxious that he cursed and grabbed a stone and smashed it: "Idiot! What are you doing standing still? Kill!"

The other militiamen came to their senses and hit them on the head and face with flails and long sticks, and stabbed the other side of the fence randomly with their spears.

The Tertun people's spears and scimitars also poked back through the gaps in the fence.

The two sides were killing each other through a fence, both yelling in a language that the other could not understand.

The Terdun cavalry were wearing heavy armor, so they could be hit with sticks or stabbed with spears without any pain or itching.

The Tiefeng County militiamen only had civilian clothes on their bodies, and when they were pierced with their rifles, a terrifying blood hole was formed.

The monkey's eyes widened in fear, its nostrils expanded several times, and its breathing was so intense that its eardrums bulged.

There are people everywhere, and the monkeys can't see where the barbarians are. He placed the spear on the crossbar of the fence and thrust it back and forth like a bellows.

When his feet stepped on something greasy, the monkey lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that what he had stepped on was a piece of intestine, and the other end of the intestine was connected to the abdominal cavity of a fellow countryman who was screaming miserably next to him.

"Mom!" Monkey howled without warning, and the greed that had sustained him to this point was completely crushed.

The monkey, who has nothing to do with piety, vomited and saluted desperately: "Help me! Help me!"

"Don't fucking stab them!" The company commander grabbed a lance and wrestled with the barbarians like a tug-of-war, shouting: "Kill the horses! Stab their horses!"

Another scimitar stretched out from above the fence and swung it down towards the company commander.

The monkey's company commander seemed to have forgotten that he could still dodge. He just held the gun barrel tightly and watched helplessly as the blade fell on his stiff body and chopped off half of his left shoulder.

The knife was stuck in the bone, and Monkey's company commander staggered to the ground. The panicked militiamen dragged him backwards.

Monkey's company commander was still shouting: "Stab their horses!"

Between the two fences, the Turtletown Warrior had changed into another horse. He was also giving orders at the top of his lungs: "[Hidden] Pull out the fence! Pull out the fence!"

However, except for a few cronies around him, almost no one responded to him.

When a battle enters an extremely bloody and disorderly state, humans often do the same thing over and over again, as if they are possessed.

The man who shoots arrows will keep shooting, shooting, shooting...

The man who chops will chop, chop, chop…

The jab guy will jab, jab, jab…

Because doing something repeatedly can bring people a sense of security.

When a person is faced with the ultimate threat and only instinct is left, even the weakest sense of security is as inescapable as an addiction.

This is the so-called "killing with red eyes".

People don't get "red eyes" from killing, they are so scared that they lose the ability to think and are left with the reflex action of repeating the act of killing.

…

The first front on the left was only one step away from complete collapse, but the momentum of the Teltown cavalry was also delayed.

From beginning to end, Winters did not give any orders to the two wings.

This is not a company-level battle that can be controlled with the use of [Amplification Technique]. Tens of thousands of troops have been fully deployed, and the difficulty of communication increases sharply as the battlefield expands.

Any command longer than two sentences can only be delivered manually if there is no preset signal in advance.

Even if able to communicate efficiently, untrained militiamen are incapable of executing complex tactical maneuvers.

Winters did not give orders to the troops on the two wings because the tasks for the two wings had already been assigned in advance:

"hold fast"

Abandon mobility and offensive capabilities, surround yourself with trenches and horses, set up an iron barrel-like formation, and fight the most brutal war of attrition.

The fire-warmers may choose to encircle rather than attack, and divide their forces to cut off Winters' food route; they may also choose to confront Winters head-on.

No matter what the fire-warmers choose, Winters has a plan.

But a real decisive battle is what Winters wants—and probably what the Firewarmer wants as well.

In the imperial language, the word "battle" is derived from "massacre". This alone is enough to explain the nature of the main battle.

It is the cruelest solution and the most straightforward solution.

This [Tiefeng County-Telton Battle], which I don’t know whether to count as a war or a battle, has brought too much torture.

Deep down in their hearts, both parties long to end everything quickly and with real swords and guns.

…

The left wing, the first front.

Although the Terdun tribe suffered heavy losses in the Battle of the Great Wilderness, the ferociousness of the Khan Tent Guards, the true source of the Fire Roarers, was still far beyond any barbarian that Tiefeng County had ever seen before.

The heavily armored cavalry pulled down seven fences in a row and charged back and forth in the narrow battle zone between the two trenches. The Tiefeng County militiamen fell into rout almost as soon as they lost the cover of their fortifications.

On the left front line, only the westernmost battalion and the easternmost half of the battalion were still holding on with fortifications.

When the armored soldiers charged into the formation, the unarmored riders responsible for covering them also poured into the trenches in a steady stream.

Unconsciously, the area between the two trenches became more and more crowded.

The leader of the Suwei, wearing a quiver on his waist and a golden helmet on his head, reined in his horse, tore off his sweaty helmet, and panted heavily as he looked around the battle:

Fighting to the east and west went smoothly; however, the next trench to the south could not be captured.

And these trenches are like narrow-mouthed bottles - easy to get in, but impossible to get out;

The war drums were still beating, and the leader of the Suwei army became more and more uneasy. He galloped and scolded: "[Herd] Don't go in again! Go south! Go and dig a second trench! Go west! Go around the back of the two-legged man! Don't go in again!" Going in again!”

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Left wing, second front.

The battle in the camp where the monkey is located has also entered a fever pitch.

The powerful general Naterton whipped and dragged the soldiers away one after another while they were still alive.

The monkey thought the battle was won, but soon the barbarian returned with a noose.

The Terton soldiers were effectively commanded. They fixed the ropes to their saddles, used their spears to carry the fences and horses, and could drag down a row in one breath.

Correspondingly, Monkey's company commander has withdrawn from the battle due to serious injuries, and Monkey's company of young soldiers is in disarray.

Seeing that the fence was about to be pulled out, Sergeant Lu Xirong shouted in despair: "Fight them!"

After saying this, he raised his flail and rushed out of the fence. Some militiamen inspired by Roussillon's bravery also followed and went out.

The monkey's blood surged, and he wanted to charge bravely, but his legs refused to obey him.

It was at this time that Monkey realized that he was not the person he imagined.

Then he saw his friend climbing the fence.

From childhood to adulthood, between monkeys and dogs, the monkey comes up with ideas and makes decisions, while the dog is the reliable follower and executor.

Although it is not stated explicitly, deep down in the heart, the monkey actually thinks that he is a superior leader, and his taciturn friend is a subordinate subordinate.

The monkey stared blankly at the appendage in his eyes, chewing a broken spear, climbed up the fence with his hands and feet, and immediately jumped up. The hares and falcons knocked the barbarian leader who was shouting orders off his horse.

…

On the west side of the battlefield, at the foothills of Tiefeng Mountain.

Angelou finally saw the promised red flag.

"Everyone mount up!" Angelou drew his saber and shouted with all his strength: "Forward! Forward!! Forward!!!"

The cavalry no longer concealed their whereabouts, the charge song had already sounded.

The rider first accelerated, and then he started to let go of his horse and gallop until he entered an area with sparse trees.

They were not cavalry - they were never called cavalry; they were not even real cavalry - the real cavalry had been taken away by Andre.

They are farmers, merchants, craftsmen, Dussac, clumsy riders who have recently learned to ride horses, and ordinary people who have never thought of going into battle to kill the enemy.

No matter who they are, at this moment, they are all clasping their legs, lowering their bodies, and shouting the most fearful and courageous cry: "Forward! Forward!! Forward!!!"

The bravest people in Tiefeng County roared down the hillside and cut off the Telton troops attacking the left flank.

The second front also launched a counterattack at the same time. The horses and fences were pushed into the trenches. The battalions of the prime-age soldiers rushed towards Teltown in a disorderly melee attitude. They had exhausted too much energy and were trapped between the two trenches. cavalry.

But will the battle end like this?

No, seeing the ambush launched by the Tiefeng County Army, seeing the Plato champion showing his trump card, the fire-warmer also shot the last arrow hidden in the quiver.

The horns shook the sky, and the iron hooves of the war horses seemed to tear the earth apart - not from the front, but from behind.

The circuitous Teldon cavalry arrived on the battlefield, and the Teltun main formation also launched. Where there were numerous horsetail flags, the cavalrymen, whose whole bodies and even their horses were covered in heavy armor, finally attacked.

Their target was not the left wing of Tiefeng County, which had been watered with blood, nor the central army of Tiefeng County where Winters was located.

Their target is the right wing of Tiefeng County who has been "sit-in" until now.

At the same time, more than a thousand riders hiding on the reverse slope of the hill on the north side rushed down the hillside.

These new Telduuns rarely wear armor - they are indeed new, and they are not "elite sweat tents".

They were the remnants of the soldiers who had been repulsed by Winters on the west bank.

The fire-warmer showed all the armored cavalry to Winters, but he has hidden these more than a thousand light cavalry until now.

More than a thousand light cavalry did not follow to attack the right wing of the Tiefeng County army, but went straight to the Tiefeng County center army.

The Tertuns launched a general attack.

This is not the end, this is the beginning of the end.

[Barely half a chapter? ]

[Fixed a BUG, ​​the battlefield width should be [one kilometer]. I recalculated and found that there was an error in my previous calculation (face covering). The text has been revised and is revised here]

[Because the "cavalry" commanded by Angelou are not real cavalry, they are referred to as "cavalry" and "riders" in the article]

[In fact, there are also Terdun people. Some Terdun people are described as "horsemen", that is, they are temporarily recruited herdsmen who are not good at fighting except riding horses and bows and arrows]

[Some Terdun people use "cavalry", which means that they are part-time warriors to a certain extent and belong to the relatively elite main force]

[For example, the Terdun people encountered in the early stage, such as Ganquan and others, should all use riders]

[The same applies to the troops under Winters. Currently, they are rarely described as "soldiers". They are all militiamen. Those who are more elite use "warrior" (cover their face)]

[Although 10,000 "Dragon Roaring Thugs" are more than two standing legions, Otto and Audi are still different after all...]

[Having said this, I suddenly feel that the situation in Tiefeng County is a bit like Bato’s Lake Fairy faction (face-covering). In the early stage, there are only peasant soldiers who do not need maintenance fees, and they fight greenskins all day long (face-covering)]

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