Three Kingdoms

Fei Qian looked at the terrain, pointed at the array of high-ranking officers, turned to Zhang Xiu and asked, "If I leave it to you, how will you fight?"

"Junhou!" Zhang Xiu, who was originally a little downcast, suddenly raised his head, and there was a crunching sound at the neck. Zhang Xiu originally thought that he was lucky enough to give up the punishment, but he didn't expect Fei Qian to ask him how he wanted to fight. It seemed that Fei Qian was still willing to trust him and let him continue to lead the troops in the battle. For a moment, he couldn't believe it. .

"It's okay, let's talk about it." Fei Qian turned around and did not continue to look at Zhang Xiu. There was no change in his attitude, as if he was talking about whether he wanted to eat soup cakes or corn at night.

"Wei!" Zhang Xiu was as energetic as if he had taken a shot of chicken blood. He stared at the high-ranking camp in front of him with bright eyes, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "This thief is trying to lure the enemy again! "

Fei Qian neither nodded nor shook his head, but said: "Continue."

Zhang Xiu, who glanced at Fei Qian secretly, suddenly started beating a little drum in his heart. Right? Or was it wrong? Or is it partly right and partly wrong? Zhang Xiu, who couldn't find any auxiliary answer from Fei Qian's face, could only continue nervously according to his original idea: "Let me tell you, Yuan Jun's formation, the left wing of this formation is supported by a mountain stronghold. Three sides are steep, and the only flat one is flat. The ramp is occupied by the Yuan Army's center formation again, and the right wing is far away on the other side. If we attack the right wing, we have to go around the mountain, and this flank will inevitably be attacked..."

Zhang Xiu glanced at Fei Qian again, but still couldn't get any information from Fei Qian's face, so he had to bite the bullet and continue: "If we attack the center directly, on the one hand, we must be careful about the right wing attacking behind and on the other. The side will be attacked by copycat bows and arrows again, and the losses will be heavy..."

"..." Fei Qian waited for a moment and found Zhang Xiu stopped, glanced at Zhang Xiu, and said, "What else?"

"Huh? There's more?" Zhang Xiu's eyes almost fell out of his eyes. He looked up and down carefully at Yuan Jun's formation, and said indifferently, "This... is gone..."

Fei Qian raised his eyebrows, pointed into the distance with his hand, and said, "You haven't considered the terrain on its right wing yet."

"Topography?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiu stood up on his horse, looked over, and said, "There is a meadow on the right... What do you mean by Junhou, there is an ambush in the meadow?"

In front of the right wing is a quite large meadow. Although it is already autumn, the weeds have not completely withered yet. There is a large area of ​​yellow and green, and there seems to be some flickering light...

Bright light? !

Is it the cold light of swords and guns?

Zhang Xiu almost blurted out, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. The grass in the meadow was not very high, at most it was as high as the knees. If he really wanted to hide his troops, he would have to either dig a hole or lie down directly on the ground. , but the problem is that the terrain of Caodianzi itself is low. At first glance, Caodianzi is quite flat. Although the area is not small, there are no potholes or signs of being overwhelmed as expected...

"That's water light." Fei Qian gave the answer directly, "There must be water under the meadow..."

"It's actually water!" Zhang Xiu understood instantly, and then said angrily, "What a cunning thief! If the prince hadn't been so insightful, he would have taken advantage of him!"

Fei Qian smiled and said in his heart, I will tell you that it is not what I saw, but that Gong Jun and his scouts had already surveyed the terrain here? If it weren't for the location of the mountain spring in the village, I might be thinking of buying some croton or something, and then wait for a long time, wouldn't everything be over?

"Hmm..." Fei Qian hummed in disbelief, and then said, "What's more?"

"..." Zhang Xiu's face wrinkled.

There is no way. Although Zhang Xiu followed Zhang Ji and was born in the Xiliang border army, the problem is that this military knowledge is not determined by his background, and like Fei Qian, he first has a theoretical foundation and then a lot of practice. Even at the beginning It's a half bucket of water, and it's almost eighty full now. It's naturally much better than Zhang Xiu.

"There are also military books in the Pingyang Lecture Hall. Remember to read more when you go back." Fei Qian did not continue to embarrass Zhang Xiu and raised his chin slightly, "Have you forgotten where Yuan Jun came from? There must be something like this on the far right wing. The follow-up soldiers who came from the mountain road in a few days are waiting for us..."

"That's it!" Zhang Xiu suddenly realized.

"The left wing is a cottage, so it is difficult to attack by force. The center formation is sunken and heavily defended. If we really try to hit the center, we will withstand attacks from three directions. There is also a wet meadow on the right wing, which makes it difficult for our cavalry to use it. Overall, this formation is The layout is quite good..." Fei Qian chuckled, "But...obviously, this formation also has weaknesses..."

"...The formation is too long?" Zhang Xiu's eyes lit up.

In ancient wars, the so-called famous generals are not based on being able to win more with less every time, but on the basis that every battle that can be won must be won.

Soldiers from both sides, often tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, are not uncommon in ancient Chinese wars, but not such a large number of soldiers are on the battlefield fighting each other in flesh and blood. Strictly speaking, the vast majority of soldiers are actually spectators, and they are spectators who can only listen to the sound. There are many who go to the battlefield huffing and puffing, and then do nothing, and the whole battle is won or lost.

The formation of Gao Gan makes good use of the terrain, but in order to take advantage of these terrains, the entire formation has to be pulled apart. The left wing is high and the right wing is low, forming a long strip. Naturally, the formation is longer.

Fei Qian nodded, then added, laughed twice, and said: "Yes, and the most important thing is that the formation is mainly defensive, so..."

"What is the most effective way to deal with troops that cannot move in a large area?" Fei Qian chuckled twice, waved back, and asked Huang Xu, "Has the crossbow vehicle been assembled?"

Easy to carry and powerful are two different requirements, just like two people sitting on a seesaw. One is lighter and the other is heavier. To achieve balance, the two people are neither light nor heavy...

This time when he came from Pingyang, Fei Qian brought ten portable crossbow vehicles that had just come off the production line at Huang's workshop. Thanks to the good quality of the steel produced by Huang's workshop, the fasteners that originally needed to be riveted with wood can be replaced by inlaying steel parts, and have higher strength. Although the overall weight has increased a bit, the disassembly After opening, the weight is distributed and it is not too difficult to carry.

The crossbow cart was quickly pushed up. The black-painted crossbow cart was stupid, bulky and inconspicuous. Only after the crossbow gun was mounted, did it reveal a ferocious face.

The swordsmen and shieldmen stepped aside a little to both sides, allowing the crossbow carts to be displayed in front of the formation. The craftsmen accompanying the army quickly inspected the ten crossbow carts one by one, and then signaled to Fei Qian that they were ready.

Fei Qian waved his hand, indicating that it was time to start.

"Boom!"

Before Yuan Bing could react and see clearly what was being pushed out from the other side, a long crossbow had already passed through the sky between the two armies, roaring straight down!

"Ballista!" Gao Gan's pupils shrank sharply.

unacceptable!

Aren't the ballistas used for defense on top of the city? How could they appear in a place like this, before the two armies confront each other!

Before the senior officer could figure out what was going on, or even think about what he was going to do next, the roaring crossbow had directly penetrated the chest of a Yuan Jun soldier, and then broke it with a "click" The thigh bone of a soldier behind him stopped with hesitation.

"Wow..." Many soldiers subconsciously made sounds in Yuan Jun's battle formation.

"Calm down! Steady!" The junior sergeant Yuan Jun shouted subconsciously to maintain order in the battle formation.

The soldiers who formed a formation in the Han Dynasty did not shout loudly when they saw the crossbows coming, and then spread out and fell to the ground to avoid the attack, as they did in later generations. Instead, they could only close their eyes and pray to God to let the destiny. God decides everything. Because once dispersed, the entire array will be scattered, and it is simply wishful thinking to regroup when the two armies face each other.

"Boom boom boom..."

After the test firing was over, the crossbow car with the scale determined began to shoot at Yuan Jun's central formation in an orderly manner. Each crossbow gun, with a sharp whistle, fiercely rushed towards Gao Gan's central army position.

The senior cadre immediately fell into an extremely embarrassing situation. If you stay still, you will be a living target for Fei Qian. Even if such crossbows cannot kill all the Chinese soldiers, the damage to morale will be extremely huge.

When the two armies were fighting in hand-to-hand combat, the casualties were even more tragic than now. However, at that time, all the soldiers' attention was on the enemy, and the casualties of their comrades around them were not their focus. But it is different now, completely different. Same……

Every soldier who died or was injured was under the eyes of everyone in the Yuan army. They either died happily, with blood flowing from their stomachs to the ground, or they were penetrated by crossbows but not yet killed, and were killed by the soldiers behind them. Dragging and screaming all the way to the back, every Yuan Jun soldier in the formation felt the threat of death. No one knew whether he would be the next to die, and no one knew the crossbows of the Zhengxi Soldiers formation opposite. How long will the gun keep firing?

Although Zhengxi's ballistae did not fire very fast, it had an extremely long range. Yuan Jun could only stand and take the beating. Even if the range of the archers hidden in the village was doubled, they would not be able to reach even a hair of Zhengxi's array. …

"Retreat the central army further, or withdraw to the camp? Or stay here until the crossbow chariots from Zhengxi shoot out all their crossbows? Or send people to rush forward to engage in the battle? Or send the right wing Attack those ballistas in front of the formation?" Gao Gan swallowed and hesitated, because no matter which option it was, it was not the most ideal answer.

The village is halfway up the mountain. Where can we retreat to? Moreover, there is no road halfway up the mountain, and there is no better platform to form an array. Although it is safest to retreat to the camp, it is not so easy to come out again.

Going up to fight head-on would undoubtedly mean giving up one's own advantages, so what's the point of having worked so hard to set up this formation? It would have been easier to just set up a serious ordinary formation directly at the foot of the mountain. Furthermore, if I move here, my left wing will not be there, and my right wing may not be able to catch up. It is almost like I am going out alone. What else do I want to do if I am not seeking death?

Just when Gao Gan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly heard an extremely shrill scream, and a crossbow gun passed by him like lightning and pierced the waist and legs of one of his guards! Amid the screams, blood spurted out and splashed onto Gao Gan's cheeks, causing Gao Gan's facial muscles to twitch so hot.

This was just the beginning. When one after another crossbows were aimed at the military order flag of the senior cadres, even the dullest people understood the current danger. These crossbows were all aimed at the senior cadres!

This Zhengxi's ballista can actually adjust its angle and aim at him!

This, this is really too much!

Can we still have fun playing together...

For a moment, Gao Gan had the urge to rush forward, but looking at the cavalry team that was already prepared in the Zhengxi queue, Gao Gan could only grin and give up the idea.

Watching soldiers die in the distance ahead is a completely different concept than watching the guards around you die. Senior officers can yell at the soldiers arrayed in front to stabilize, and they can ask the non-commissioned officers at the grassroots level to lead the ordinary soldiers without taking a step back. He stood his ground in confusion, but it was his turn to face the threat of death. Looking at the guards on the left and right who were still penetrated and killed even if they were holding shields, the muscles on Gao Gan's cheeks twitched non-stop, and he couldn't help but give the order after all. He chose the safest move, retreated to the camp, and gave up the head-on confrontation with General Fei Qian of Zhengxi.

If only the casualties of his soldiers were casualties, and the senior cadre still had some confidence to persevere, it would be considered as wasted in the battle, but when he is facing a life and death threat, of course he cannot afford to spend it...

The high-ranking Chinese army retreated one after another. This was not a big problem, because it was originally on the hillside and it was just a matter of gradually retreating. However, it was a pain for the right-wing troops who were originally deployed farther away when they heard the order to withdraw their troops. After that, I couldn't help but be stunned, and then I couldn't help but curse.

At such a distance, it was the Chinese army that withdrew first. During the entire return journey, there was no cover for the right wing. This was because the cavalrymen in Zhengxi were all puppets. I still felt that Zhengxi would be kind and could take it easy. Just go back like this?

"Ah hahaha, idiot! Where are you running!"

Just as Gao Gan's right wing hurriedly came towards the mountain stronghold, Zhang Xiu was already shouting and rushing over with his cavalry to intercept.

Using Zhang Xiu as an arrow, the Bingzhou wolf cavalry surged up, forming a very standard and simple arrow formation. The two wings held swords and guns and held shields, while the cavalry in the middle held bows and fired arrows at the Yuan army in front. The feathered arrows whizzed out and whizzed through the air. From time to time, soldiers of the retreating right-wing Yuan army were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiu laughed loudly: "Quick! Quick! Get rid of these idiots!"

Zhang Xiu's spear was like a living thing, stabbing, drawing or picking, killing Yuan's army in a hurry. The right wing of Yuan's army, which hurriedly retreated to the stronghold, was defeated. Originally, Yuan's army had seen blood in Jizhou and was more or less an elite soldier. Now, But like sheep, when they see their comrades being killed, they only dare to bleat and run to the mountain stronghold with their heads down, because they all know that if they can't run back to the mountain stronghold, they will all die!

Gao Gan, who had fled back to the village, looked at the right wing that had been intercepted by Pingpo before and suddenly realized what kind of disaster his momentary negligence had caused to the right wing by giving the order to retreat. His throat creaked. sound, and finally screamed miserably: "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot to hold the position!"

The archers in the village quickly fired arrows, but they could not reach Zhang Xiu and others. Instead, they wounded and killed many right-wing soldiers who had not had time to escape...

Looking at the three-color Zhengxi battle flag in the distance, Gao Gan felt that his legs and feet were weak and his head was a little dizzy. He barely managed to maintain his standing posture by holding on to the wall of the village. He knew in his heart that this time, it was over.

What should I do? Do I really want to die here?