Chapter five hundred and forty-fifth: the battle of the snowfield (again)
Gu Han experienced a large-scale field battle for the first time.
Although Li Rui had captured several forts earlier, he did not see them with his own eyes. Others were still in the rear. Li Rui's vanguard had defeated and captured these small forts. By the time he arrived, these forts had long been turned into ruins, and of course, there were also the corpses of those enemies who were killed by the army.
That's all.
But this time it is obviously different.
When marching, he could feel the joy of the soldiers, he could see the agile postures of the soldiers who were carrying snowboards and quickly surpassing the past from their left and right, and even heard some people singing some small songs loudly while rushing on the way.
But when the alarm rose, the drums beat, and the horns rang, everything changed.
The entire army could no longer hear other noises.
All there is is the rumbling drum sound.
All there is is the changing sound of the horn.
All there are only waving flags.
The soldiers took off their skis, placing them neatly on the ground, and then advanced forward.
Behind them, the soldiers in charge of the logistics immediately put the skis away one by one and placed them on the sled car.
The solemn atmosphere spreads between heaven and earth.
Li Rui had already rode a horse to the front.
Gu Han wanted to go with Li Rui, but was rejected neatly, so he could only stand on the sled car and look forward on tiptoe.
There are warning fireworks in front, left and right.
In these directions, scouts kept running back.
Gu Han's face became serious.
It turned out that there were large-scale enemies attacking from all sides.
The dense drum beats sounded, and the horns blew a long sound. The right guard army paused, and the army began to gather, obviously setting up a defensive formation.
There were cavalry pegases who moved forward for several miles, then shook open the bags on the horse's back, and caltrops fell on the snow.
Rows of infantry ran forward carrying some fence-like things, opened them, and stuck to the ground. These small fences were two rows of combined together. When they opened, they became a cross-shaped horse-rejected horse. The side facing forward was equipped with small spears, and the cold light shone faintly on the reflection of the snow light.
Horses pulled sleds to the front of the infantry array, pulled the linoleum on it, revealing large crossbows inside. Such crossbows were fired using bowstrings and divided into two rows of upper and lower rows, with three large crossbow arrows in each row. There were dozens of such large crossbows, and one was installed every ten steps.
The horse pulling the sled untied the shaft and led it to the rear. A crossbow launcher turned the winch desperately and installed crossbow arrows as thick as a child's arms on the crossbow.
Behind the spearmen, the crossbowmen took off the crossbow machine at their waists and began to silently load the crossbow arrows into the crossbow machine. The shield was placed in front of them, and the horizontal knife that was unsheathed was placed on the shield.
Gu Han was at the end of the team, behind him, about a thousand cavalrymen, but they were all standing quietly with their horses. From time to time, scouts returned from a distance and gathered in this cavalry team.
The army formed by thousands of people, except for the occasional loud orders from the officers, could only hear the sound of the wind blowing the flags.
Gu Han looked at Li Rui under the banner of the central army. There was no expression on his young face.
No fear.
No excitement.
Some are just cold.
This black flag and black armor army was like a black reef covered with silver and white all over the world, waiting for the huge waves to come.
Gu Han knew Li Rui’s anger at this moment, and also understood the anger in the hearts of this army.
When the bodies of eleven naked soldiers who were frozen were transported back and placed in front of Li Rui, the coldness flashed in Li Rui's eyes made Gu Han feel a little chilled.
A huge crowd appeared in front of him, and then the roar came with the wind.
There was no lineup or discipline. They just waving people with various weapons or riding horses, yelling and rushing forward.
The number of people is about 10,000.
Just looking at their number and their momentum are indeed a bit scary.
Immediately afterwards, large-scale enemies appeared on the left and right sides of their side, with fewer people than those on the front and no cavalry. It seems that the opponent's enemy placed the most elite and most powerful forces in the front.
Almost twenty thousand people!
Gu Han made a general judgment in his heart.
The ratio of number of people on both sides is about four to one.
Just like in front of you, the enemies on both sides are very terrifying, but no matter how you look at it, they can only be regarded as a group of mobs. Such troops are in field battles with elite troops like the Right Guard, who are experienced in many battles. You can imagine the outcome.
Gu Han shook his head.
This will not be a close battle.
This would only be a unilateral massacre.
The deafening noise made Gu Han no longer hear any other sounds. He saw the opponents on the opposite side with only a few armored people roaring and rushing up, and then stepped on the caltrops hidden in the snow and fell to the ground. He didn't have time to get up and was trampled by the crowds of people coming. He saw the people in the front, after meeting those who refused to horses, he just hesitated for a moment, and was squeezed by the people behind and pounced on the sharp spear tips, blood flowing all over the ground.
He saw a right guard officer in the front open his mouth and yelling something. Then, the dozens of crossbow machines at the front of the lineup made a collapse sound, and hundreds of crossbow arrows as thick as an arm shot out quickly. As soon as the previous wave was shot out, the second sound rang out again.
At this time, the charge crowd was about four hundred steps away from the military formation.
The crossbow arrows shot from hundreds of large crossbows made blood alleys among the surging crowds, and the attack suddenly stopped. However, after only a moment of pause, it rushed forward again.
The crossbow soldiers turned the winch desperately, pulled the bowstring again, and installed the crossbow arrows again.
The same thing happened again.
Large crossbows that shoot flatly almost need to be aimed, because almost all of them are enemies in front of them, and just shoot the crossbow arrows out.
Gu Han's eyes observed that the two rounds of crossbow arrows were fired four times in total, and hundreds of crossbow arrows took at least thousands of lives.
If you are shot by such a spear-like crossbow arrow, even if you don’t hit the vital point, you will have almost no chance of survival. Even if you just hit your arm, it will take away the entire arm, and then this unlucky person will die due to a lot of blood loss.
After two rounds of shooting, the crowd of people charged was only about 200 years away from the army.
The spear infantry behind the crossbow immediately strode forward, blocking the large crossbow behind him. Behind the infantry, about two thousand infantrymen raised the crossbow in their hands together.
One hundred and fifty no, one hundred steps.
Two thousand crossbows looked up at the sky at a forty-degree angle.
After ninety steps, Gu Han could no longer see the sky in front of him.
The two thousand hand-held crossbows were launched together, so that only black arrows could be seen in his sight.
Fly to the sky, then turn your head and fall.
For those chargers without armor protection, the shooting of these crossbows is extremely deadly.
A large blank space appeared in the middle of the storm formation in an instant.
Li Ze's troops were equipped with crossbows in large quantities, and ordinary archers were almost completely eliminated. Although crossbows were more expensive and had relatively short range, they had the advantage of being simple and easy to use. After three or five days of training, they could be used proficiently. Anyway, when Li Ze's soldiers used crossbows, they would cover the shooting on a large scale, and they didn't care about the individual's accuracy at all.
If you cover up a net, no one can escape the goal in this net.
Of course, it does cost a lot of money.
It’s okay to win, but you can still look back at some arrows after the battle is over. If you lose, you will lose all your money.
Fortunately, Li Ze has been winning all the time.
Fifty steps, the crossbow shot again, and the attackers who had just filled the blanks swept it again.
The enemies who rushed to the front of the right guards were only left with more than a thousand people in front, and behind them, the supporters were dozens of steps away from them.
The spearmen took a step together with the sound of drum beats, and the spears in their hands stabbed out.
The wailing sounds are endless.
The spears in the first row had not been pulled back, and the spears in the second row again stabbed through the gap. What greeted the opponent was the repeated sprints of the spearmen in the third row of the right guard.
In the extremely brave attacker, he flashed round after round of spear killing, cut off spear poles one by one, and then waved his sword to slash at the spearmen, hoping to create some breakthrough points to help his companions break through the spear formation.
But around the spearmen, there are always those guards holding swords and shields, and the two sides immediately fought together.
In such a small space, there is no room for dodging. The right guard's fighting style is fierce and simple, one knife can be replaced with another. But the problem is that their armor is excellent. If they cut it up with one knife, they can only cut their armor out of the crack. Even if they stab it with all their strength, they will do their best, and it will be difficult to get them severely damaged. Those attackers who do not have armor or have poor armor quality are basically told to get a knife at the right guard.
As Gu Han guessed, this was not a battle, it was a massacre.
The attacker's courage only collapsed after lasting for only half an hour.
Li Rui's military formation was not shaken at all, and he turned around and fled.
The spearmen did not pursue immediately, but instead retreated again with the sound of command, revealing the crossbow behind him that was once again wound.
The roar of the large crossbow machine sounded, this time it was an attack from behind.
After two shootings, the cavalry, who had not moved behind Gu Han, turned over and rushed out.
Chase!
Chapter completed!