If possible, Zhang Xuan does not want to release Luo Dai to flank the enemy. First of all, the enemy's flanks are not defenseless. There are hundreds of cavalry guarding each side, so the chance of success is low. Secondly, there are

To put it bluntly, if he retreats in the future, if the cavalry is used up first, Zhang Xuan will not be able to escape the enemy's pursuit.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan had a bad premonition. It was very likely that Chang Guoan fought all morning and suffered nearly a thousand casualties. It was just a tactic to tire out the enemy, just for this trump card. Moreover, the cavalry commander under his command was only

Luo Dai is just one person.

"Qin Meng." Zhang Xuan said.

"My subordinate is here." Qin Meng said loudly.

Zhang Xuan tidied his armor, and the clanking armor plates clashed, which sounded extremely pleasant. He said, "You and I are preparing to go into battle."

In hand-to-hand combat, whether you have a pair of armor or not is almost decisive. Zhang Xuan doesn't have much armor under his command. Only his personal guard of more than 100 people is fully armored.

"General, now is not the time to use them." Cao Zongyu said.

The current Cao Zongyu is in the reserve team. He is beside Zhang Xuan and said: "Chang Guoan's bodyguards have eight hundred armored men. A mere low wall cannot stop them. Their morale must be exhausted to drive them away."

Go down, so General, you have to wait. Wait until their morale declines before releasing the guards."

When Zhang Xuan heard Cao Zongyu's words, he didn't understand what Cao Zongyu meant, but he also knew the cruelty behind it.

How to deplete their morale can only cost lives.

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, pushed up his helmet, and felt a cold wind coming through the cracks in the armor. Calm down, Zhang Xuan calmed himself down. Any excess emotions will not help win, and may even drag down the overall situation.

.He pondered for a moment and said: "Okay."

Cao Zongyu looked at Zhang Xuan with a kind of gratified look, feeling as if his younger brother had grown up, and said: "When Wang Jincai's troops are exhausted, I will fill in, and when my troops are exhausted, I will ask the general to attack.

"

Zhang Xuan nodded silently and said: "Tear down a few artillery pieces by the river."

Zhang Xuan thought to himself: "I see how many layers of armor you have, you can really block artillery."

In the blink of an eye, the sound of cannons started again, and hundreds of soldiers stood silently behind the shield vehicle.

Zhang Xuan looked at the shield car and secretly resented that the power of the cannon in his hand was still limited. A hundred steps away, a three-inch thick wooden board could not be broken. Originally, the accuracy of this cannon was very limited. After hitting it, another

Being unable to break through gave the enemy a barrier, which is why Zhang Xuan was so passive.

"Cannons, iron armor, and fire guns." Zhang Xuan thought to himself: "Nothing can be missing. I must have all these things ready in the future."

No matter how upset and regretful Zhang Xuan is, time will not stop for anyone

And stay.

The artillery on the opposite side suddenly stopped, and hundreds of soldiers rushed over. Dozens of artillery that were facing this section fired one after another, spraying shotguns. However, these people moved very quickly, and dozens of them were knocked over.

However, more people rushed over and it was too late to refill at this moment.

These soldiers were wearing heavy armor, but their steps were extremely vigorous. When they came to the low wall, they did not stop at all. They jumped up, stepped on the corpses under their feet, and were already standing on the low wall.

"Kill." More than a dozen spears were suddenly thrust out, and they greeted the soldiers who rushed up the low wall. The first person to rush up was in pain, and the shot hit the vital part of the crotch, and only heard a different sound.

People screamed, and a person fell heavily from the low wall.

However, after killing one person, there are countless others.

A few artillery pieces could not be fired, because the place where the artillery pieces were located had become a battlefield. Just like this, the sound of artillery stopped everywhere, and hundreds of people were fighting desperately along the low wall.

This kind of bloody fighting is the mainstream on the battlefield in this era. Artillery is only an auxiliary, or it plays a decisive role when attacking a city but not now.

The servants wearing iron armor climbed over the low wall in just a moment.

"Let go." The javelins were thrown out one after another.

After the javelin, there is the gunpowder bag.

Zhang Xuan originally thought that with these more than a hundred small cannons, he could stop the enemy's attack, but the reality was beyond his expectation. He immediately came up with a remedy, which was gunpowder bags. These gunpowder bags were nothing else.

, are all gunpowder needed for artillery, which are temporarily wrapped, ignited with torches, and thrown out.

It doesn't need to be very far, as long as it can be thrown over the low wall.

A loud explosion sounded for a while. I don't know if it was a problem with the gunpowder of this era, or if the armor protection of these people was really strong, or maybe there was something wrong with the weight of the gunpowder packs, but the effect was not very ideal anyway.

Although there was smoke filling the air after the explosion, there were still many soldiers rushing through the smoke, stepping on the bodies of the people in front of them, and rushing up the low wall.

Only then did Zhang Xuan understand something.

Why did Chang Guoan know that such an attack would have no effect, but he still didn't give up, for no other reason than to use these corpses as stepping stones. After all, it was winter, the temperature dropped quickly, and the corpses in the morning were already hard as if they were

Like a stone.

It has to be said that although some methods are very cruel, they are indeed effective. Before Zhang Xuan noticed it, the foundation opposite the low wall was getting higher little by little, enough for people to jump over it.

Most of Chang Guoan's soldiers spoke with Shaanxi accents and suffered many casualties when they crossed the low wall. However, after crossing the low wall, there were groups of three or five and rushed towards Wang Jincai's troops.

Wang Jincai's troops suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and retreated for a while. Only the formation was maintained.

Keep intact. Barely maintain.

Just a few dozen steps away from Zhang Xuan, heads were surging, blood was flying, people were crowded together, swords were bleeding, and guns were piercing the heart.

Although the servant system has some criticisms, but just talking about the servant itself, it can still be defeated.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan saw only a hundred soldiers rushing into hundreds of people. They were fearless and rampant, which made Zhang Xuan secretly frightened. He only felt that his mouth and tongue were dry, and his palms were sweaty.

It was winter, but the white cloth tied to the sword hilt was still wet with sweat.

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, didn't think about anything, and didn't look in front of him. He slowly arranged his armor, and asked Qin Meng to tighten his armor from behind. Then he changed the long sword in his hand to a long knife, and then

Ask Qin Meng to tie his hand to the handle of the knife with a strip of cloth. It should not be too tight. If it is too tight, it will affect the blood circulation. It should not be too loose. If it is too loose, it is better not to tie it, because it will be easy to lose the hand.

After helping, Zhang Xuan gave it a try and found it suitable. He took a few deep breaths and waited to go into battle.

When it comes to fighting, it is useless to think about anything. The overall situation and the future are all fantasy. They are of no use on how to survive the battle. Therefore, Zhang Xuan has long been accustomed to forgetting everything and Luo Yujiao before going to the battlefield.

, forget the time traveler Zhang Xuan, just remember that you are a person begging for a living in troubled times.

"Kill." Cao Zongyu knew it well. When he saw that Wang Jincai's troops could no longer resist, he immediately rushed forward with his troops.

Zhang Xuan actually knew that Wang Jincai's troops were unreliable.

It’s not that Wang Jincai’s troops are incompetent in combat, but that they are all surrendered soldiers. Their fighting will is not firm. Although there are a lot of surrendered troops from other ministries, they are all Zhang Xuan’s old subordinates in the officer position.

Wang Jincai's tribe had the most demoted officials, which is ironic to say.

As the official army, those who attack are the former bandits, and as the rogue bandits, those who defend are the former army.

Cao Zongyu's troops just rested for a while and then went into battle again. However, driven by Cao Zongyu, they could continue fighting. In this way, Chang Guoan's servants were blocked. Chang Guoan's servants were not gods. Although they had great fighting ability

He is tough, but he cannot defeat one against a hundred.

But after a while, he was suppressed within ten steps north of the low wall.

"Get out of the way." When Cao Zongyu saw that it was almost time, he gave an order, leaving a few gaps among the large group of troops, and several artillery pieces were carried out. They had already been loaded and were waiting to be fired.

"Boom." With a sound, the artillery hit Chang Guoan's servants hard within ten steps. They screamed repeatedly in an instant. Not only the officers and soldiers, but also some of his own people. After all, the artillery bombarded Chang Guoan at close range during the melee.

Although the officers and soldiers in the army try their best to avoid accidental injuries, accidental injuries are still inevitable.
Chapter completed!