Chapter 735 The moon is rare

Another night came, with the stars full of stars and the sky bright, indicating that tomorrow is another sunny day. In the corner of the camp, an ordinary soldier was curled up outside the military tent with a spear. Now that Omsk is entering midsummer, even at night, wearing a thin armor, you can't feel the cold.

His name is Hu Weixian, and he comes from Kaifeng Xiyi Street. Hu Weixian is not from an ordinary family. Although the Hu family is not as good as those nobles in Bianliang, he is also a big family. However, Hu Weixian has been different from ordinary people since childhood. He does not want to rely on his family. He wants to rely on his own abilities to make a world.

Tomorrow is the real decisive battle, and there is a hint of anxiety in the excitement. Hu Weixian always has the appearance of his mother in his mind. He must win and must not die. If he dies here, can his mother still survive? At this moment, Hu Weixian actually felt a little regretful. If he could go home in this battle, he would never be willful again.

Even if I long to make achievements, I cannot forget my family. After two years of military life, I followed the supervisor from the Central Plains to Siberia, and not only learned how to fight, but also learned what responsibility is.

The Supervisor is not like others. He rarely talks about those great principles, but many words are deeply rooted in people's hearts. He is not alone, and there is the Hu family behind him. As the only son, he acts willful and puts himself on a dangerous battlefield and is extremely irresponsible to the entire Hu family. I still remember what the Supervisor said a year ago. He said that every battle and every struggle is not very noble, in order to make his family live a better life and live a more stable life.

When he arrived at the position of the supervisor, the entire northern Jinbei had become his home, and as for him, Hu Weixian, the Hu family was his home. No credit or glory, without a home, everything was meaningless. A slight footsteps sounded in his ears. Hu Weixian raised his head slightly, and saw clearly the person he came, he suddenly stood up and bowed in a hurry, "See the supervisor."

"Xiaoxian?" Tie Mo had a good memory and recognized Hu Weixian at a glance. He was impressed by Hu Weixian, "Haha, why, are you worried about tomorrow's war?"

Hu Weixian felt hot. Unexpectedly, the supervisor recognized himself and couldn't help but hold his chest straight. "Don't worry, my subordinates think that the Russians are at the end of their strength. No matter what, our army will win."

Hu Weixian was already a magical martial artist. At this time, he was thrusting his chest and straightening his face, and he really felt an indescribable domineering aura. Tie Mo looked up and down, and smiled with a burning look, "You guy is amazing, tsk, you really aren't worried at all?"

Being stared at Tiemo's substantial eyes, Hu Weixian felt like he was seen through, and in a blink of an eye he was relieved. His chest closed and scratched his head awkwardly, "If you want to say you don't worry, it's fake. I am really a little scared. After all, the Russians have gathered all the fighting power. I am afraid that something will happen. I am the only child at home, and my mother is spoiled by me. If something happens, I am afraid that I can't live."

Tie Mo did not show any dissatisfaction, but nodded with some relief. Compared to the young man who was arrogant and arrogant two years ago, he liked Hu Weixian more. Perhaps he lost his spirit of the day, but he became more mature. At least he understood what responsibility and obligations were. He patted Hu Weixian on the shoulder and leaned outside the military tent. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the dome was vast, and I didn't know what was flying in the distant sky. "Xiaoxian, you have finally grown up. You can only be afraid.

Only then will we understand how to live. Every battle should be fearful. On the battlefield, no one can tell what will happen next. Just remember that when we arrive on the battlefield, our only purpose is to survive and live bravely, because there are many people who care behind us. As a general, we should be more afraid and more cautious, because in front of you, we are brothers under our command. If you don’t have a fear, we may innocently ruin the lives of these people.”

Leaning outside the military tent, the two chatted a lot, and they didn't disperse until Hai Lanzhu came. This night was destined to be a sleepless night. The central army tent was filled with depression of the coming of war, and many soldiers were thinking about their funerals and remembering the past. On the other side, the Russian camp was also filled with panic and uneasiness, and even Yeltsin could not be afraid of favors and disgraces, let alone ordinary Russians.

Yeltsin's only gladness was that he did everything to win the Battle of Katchig, boosting morale. Otherwise, the so-called decisive battle would be a joke. The desertion incidents were common before, and the army was panic. If the morale was not boosted, a great war would not be possible. In the direction of Northra in the east, the Flekimir Front led by Huasilev. In order to deal with the decisive battle of the Suzdal River, Huasilev had exhausted his family.

In the end, not only Fregimir's troops, but also gathered many private soldiers of the southern nobles, and they had to gather 20,000 troops. These were Omsk's last family fortune, and they could only win, not fail. However, Huaseyev did not have much hope for the future decisive battle, and the legal officer Bautsenlie was also sleepy. "Governor Commander, please calm down. No matter what, this is our territory. Orientals come from afar and cannot compete for ours."

"Baucenlie, I think it's better to be careful. Orientals are not that easy to deal with. Since they dare to fight here, they must rely on something. I have seen the power of the Orientals with their own eyes. They are extremely brave and their combat power is definitely not inferior to us." Huasilev stroked his beard with some concern. When the battle in Siberia was fought, he had witnessed the power of the Oriental Army. So far, Omsk has not been able to train an army like an arm instructor at the time.

On the first day of July of the seventh year of Chongzhen, the vast New Nikola Plain sounded rumbling drums, the scorching sun shrouded the earth, the grass was full of green, and a black trend released endless murderous intent. Before the 19th hour, the central part of the New Nikola Plain was filled with tension. One army was spread out, covering the entire battlefield. From the front, it was impossible to see the overall situation at all, but if there was a high point, just look at it from a distance and you could see a shocking scene.

The northern army of nearly 30,000 people spread out. In the middle, there were two circular arrays running in different directions. Eight rectangular arrays projected in all directions around the middle. Heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, volcano, and siege, and tens of thousands of people formed a huge Tai Chi Bagua. Of course, the Russians could not see these, and even if they saw them, they could not understand them. In their thinking, they had no impression of Bagua.

The Russians did not hesitate either. Two armies were overwhelming from the east and west sides. The Tai Chi Bagua Formation was too big, and the eight-way formation was blocking it. The Russians could not see the whole picture at all. From the outside, it seemed that they were all facing three rectangular formations on both sides. However, the position of the holding was really weird. Huaseyev frowned. He could not understand after watching for a long time. The battle was mainly concentrated on the east and west sides. How could the rectangular formation formed by the Orientals look northeast?

Similarly, Yeltsin also felt a little weird. He had never seen a rectangular array before. Even if the two dragons came out of the water array, he still understood it. However, the rectangular array in front of him was full of weirdness. However, Yeltsin did not wait too long. No matter what, he always had to fight. At this point, it was impossible not to fight. Orientals could drag them, but he could not drag them at all. The tens of thousands of Eastern troops near Fregimere were not vegetarians.

The horn sounded, and the first wave of attack was naturally the vanguard army under his command. This cannon fodder army was responsible for the task of testing. Yeltsin did not think about the effect of the first wave of offensives. He just wanted to find out the mystery of the opponent's formation through the vanguard army.

A total of 10,000 soldiers of the Avant-garde Army, holding various weapons, rushed towards the rectangular formation anxiously. The Avant-garde Army was treated poorly, not only lacking weapons, but also rarely used shields for single people. Most of them had experienced the Battle of Katchig and were impressed by the bomb rain of the Orientals, so they rushed carefully and their formation was very scattered, for fear that a bomb rain would come and they would suffer.

However, this time, the bullet rain did not come. Tiemo lived in the long snake formation in the middle, so naturally he could not see the situation outside, but the scouts kept sending news, "The Russians sent a cannon fodder army, and are now approaching the two rectangular formations of Fenglei."

"Order all departments to accumulate ammunition, and don't waste it until the necessary moment." Tie Mo is not a fool. The Russians sent the cannon fodder army out, obviously just trying to make it consume its own ammunition.

The defeat of Katchig was so bad that he suffered this loss. Military orders were issued, and on the periphery, the Avant-garde Cannon Fodder Army had already contacted the Bagua Formation, and they aimed the attack at the wind and thunder formations on the periphery. The eight-way rectangular formations were all protected by heavy shields. The Avant-garde's broken equipment wanted to break through the outer shield formation, which was a delusion. However, what surprised the Cannon Fodder Army was that the rectangular formation did not attack, but slowly moved clockwise like a gyro. Many Russians rushed up, and the shields were exposed and the spears stabbed, breaking the opponent's attack.

Some Russians have unique vision. The rectangular arrays in all directions are very wide, so there is a wide open space between each two rectangular arrays, four or five meters apart at the innermost distance, and dozens or hundreds of meters apart at the outermost periphery. Such a wide aisle is simply unprepared. A cannon fodder army commander roared and led people to rush into the open space. They are not really fools. According to common sense, the more the middle it is, the more important it is.

The rectangular array did not take the initiative to move forward. When everyone saw that they could not break the shield protection, they caused heavy casualties. No one took the initiative to attack the rectangular array. Everyone whistled and rushed into the open space. Ula's shouts kept surging. They were extremely excited, as if they had seen victory.

There were too many people in the cannon fodder army. They did not concentrate in the same open space, but rushed into the three aisles. At this time, the rectangular arrays in the surrounding areas were still ignored and just moved slowly clockwise according to the predetermined steps. As long as the Russians did not take the initiative to attack, they would not rush out.

The cannon fodder army was so happy that they had already rushed for a distance, but they were not at all blocked. They rushed forward a hundred feet and could rush into the middle, but at this time the mutant suddenly broke out. The blue flags were waving in the long snake formation in the middle, four drums sounded, accompanied by blue arrows. The rectangular array, which was originally moving clockwise, suddenly accelerated the speed. They all faced their right side, and slowly moved with heavy and steady steps. With a loud shout, the shields exposed the gaps, and countless spears stabbed out, like iron spears inlaid on huge steel plates, "Ho...Ho...Ho", the invisible pressure pounced overwhelmingly, and finally, many Russians were directly crushed by the rectangular array like hedgehogs.

At this time, the Russians who rushed in finally felt the danger. The more they rushed in, the smaller the space. At this time, the rectangular array accelerated its rotation speed and strangled together in an instant. There were long spears and shields to protect them, and the sound of puffs kept ringing. Russians were lying on the ground wailingly, and they were instantly flooded by the rectangular array that came later.

The Russians were stimulated to be fierce. They tried every means to break through the shield protection and even rushed to the innermost point, but the effect was very little. As the commander of the cannon fodder army, Varesher always had some eyesight. After paying a heavy price, he found that the rectangular array was just moving in one direction, and all attacks came from the left direction, and the rectangular array on the right direction ignored it. After discovering this, Varesher shouted loudly, "Attack the rectangular array on the right, hurry up, and rush into the formation of the Easterners."

The cannon fodder soldiers were quite obedient. Some burly and strong Russian men followed the instructions and roared and led the people to attack the rectangular array on the right. However, before rushing over, the shield of the rectangular array on the right suddenly dispersed, and a neighing sound came. The silver cavalry rushed out of the formation. Before the Russians could rush in front of them, they were chopped and killed by the galloping silver armored cavalry.

This is not the end. The cavalry came out of the wind formation, slashing and slashing all the way, and rushing towards the thunder formation. At this time, the thunder formation crushed by the rectangular spear formation also changed. The spear was retracted, the shields separated, and another silver-armored cavalry came out. In an instant, the Russians were caught in the impact of the cavalry on both sides, crying and calling for their parents. The murders were killed without any power to fight back. The two cavalry attacked in a hedge posture, but they attacked rapidly, but they did not want to fight. In a blink of an eye, the cavalry entered the thunder formation, and the cavalry entered the wind formation. In a blink of an eye, the shield formation closed again, the spear stabbed out, and the original crushing momentum was restored.

This time, the Russians collapsed, and each rectangular array moved clockwise. If you look at it from a high altitude, these rectangular arrays are like a huge wooden stick, and the people in the open space were crushed to death like an ants. This is the case between the wind array and the thunder array, and the sky array and the wind array. Until this time, the Bagua array truly showed its might. Tens of thousands of cannon fodder troops had no power to resist under such a ruthless formation.

The smoke and dust rolled in murderous intent. After an hour, the peace between heaven and earth was restored, and the Bagua Formation stopped again. The dust dissipated, and the sight was still blurred under the scorching sun, and the vast land was covered with corpses. In less than an hour, the 10,000 cannon fodder army responsible for the first wave of tentative attacks was almost wiped out, and less than 700 people fled back.
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