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Chapter 635 Field Battle

On the battlefield, as the party launching the attack, the least hope is to siege the city. No one is willing to siege unless it is absolutely necessary.

If you cannot take down the city gate in the inside and outside, you will lose too much force and you will be wary of the opponent's reinforcements, and even the defenders will attack.

Xiao Wan is not an ordinary bandit leader. He is brave and good at fighting, has a strategy, and has read military books. He once read in "The Art of War" that "in the way of using troops, ten times, and five times, attack them."

Xiao Wan’s understanding is that only ten times more powerful than the enemy can attack the city... This understanding cannot be wrong.

But Gutian County was blocking the road like a stone, so Xiao Wan could not attack the city. He and Zhang Lian's troops divided into two groups to attack Nanping. Gutian was nothing more than just trying to hold the Minjiang River in their hands, and go downstream to defeat Qi Jiguang's troops and join the Japanese pirates.

When Xiao Wan was surprised to see the city gate open wide and thousands of officers and soldiers rushed out of the city gate with strange-shaped long poles and weapons, his first reaction was that the opportunity came!

However, when Xiao Wan finally gathered the thieves who were eating out of the queue, he felt something was wrong.

Because the other party is too quiet.

He did not attack while his subordinates were having a meal, but quietly arranged the formation and waited there, and did not even move forward.

Xiao Wan hesitated a little. He felt keenly that this was a hard bone that could choke, and it might even be a bone that could choke to death.

The reason is very simple. Gutian County is a small county town. Although it is affiliated to Fuzhou Prefecture, it is not based on the sea and is rarely affected by Japanese disasters. There are at least two thousand officers and soldiers hidden in the city, and they are fully armed. You can tell at a glance that they are elite officers and soldiers.

Xiao Wan tentatively sent five or six hundred people to throw hundreds of short spears into the first wave of attacks? The bandits were afraid before they could get in the battle? The bandits left dozens of corpses, and the leader of the bandits ran back.

Xiao Wan felt a little tooth pain? Although he guessed that this was an elite force? But he did not expect such a tricky one. He looked at the formation of the official army from afar. He thought in his mind where this official army came from.

"You're too brave!" Zhang San was stunned, then jumped up and cursed: "It's just a bunch of rabbits!"

"Who asked you to throw a short spear?" Zhou Ze curled his lips and said, "But don't worry? They won't run away? Hundreds of bandits are just here to test one or two."

A few comrades from a distance smiled and said, "Bowl Zhang, fortunately the general ordered that bird guns and iron cannons not be used, otherwise a group of rabbits...we really can't catch them!"

"Let them come here later? Our spear must be filled with blood."

"I wonder if the first level is also thirty taels of silver..."

"What are you thinking about? The bunches of rabbits on the other side can compete with the Japanese pirates?" Zhang San cursed: "Everyone is cheering up. This is the first battle between our brothers in Fujian. Who has slipped? Let's wash my soles!"

As soon as these words were said, there was a low laughter around you? Zhang Sanjiao smelled, especially in summer? Especially on the marching road.

"Shut up!" Zhou Ze frowned and scolded, "Look!"

Zhang San picked up the telescope and looked carefully. Under the opposite banner, a bandit leader was kicked down. The bandit next to him raised his knife and slashed it down. Picking up the head of the underground, turning around and shouting.

It's just a test? But he wants to kill the general and establish his authority. Obviously, the thief army is going to take serious action.

Xiao Wan stared at the government army opposite excitedly and nervously. After asking his subordinates who had fled back, he had already guessed who was opposite!

Qi Jiguang must have divided his troops to station in Gutian County. The wolf-toothed slut in front of the formation was the symbolic weapon of the Qi family army. The most important thing is that the bandits who were roughly literate recognized the big banner of "Qi".

He is really a famous general. Xiao Wan sighed in his heart that he could have defended the key fortress before he knew it!

Xiao Wan waved his hand to start the attack. As long as he defeated the officers and soldiers and entered the Minjiang River along the Gutian Creek, Qi Jiguang would no longer have the ability to return to heaven!

"Wipe the sweat on your palms, keep your wolf teeth steady, don't panic!"

"Throw a short spear and wait for my order!"

Zhang San, Nie De, Feng Ziming and others shouted loudly, and the personal guards around them shouted loudly, and then they kept shuttled back and forth.

Although it was a temporary army, the main forces were Lu Bin, Qi Jimei and Yang Wen, who were mainly weapons with wolf teeth, spears, shields, and short spears, and were very skilled in this style of fighting. The three hundred soldiers sponsored by Tan Lun in Wenzhou were all stayed by Qi Jimei as a reserve.

"Wolf Tooth Squid!"

"sweep!"

The sharp wolf teeth swept left and right, and most of the arrows shot from the crooked to the point were blocked by the shield. Occasionally, a few fell into the formation, and it was difficult to cause casualties. The spearman hiding behind the shield mechanically and skillfully stabbed out and retracted.

Qi Jimei, who was sitting upright on the horse, picked up the telescope and looked carefully. She suddenly frowned and shouted, "Twenty steps away, the short spearman!"

"Twenty steps away, short spear!"

"Twenty steps away, short spear!"

Hundreds of short spears and javelins instantly covered the scorching sun, swept the bandits' back formation, and then they were close forces, and blood and blood were splattered.

Unlike the Japanese pirates who seek wealth, these so-called "bandit soldiers" are mostly from farmers. They are unable to survive due to the floods in Fujian and Guangdong for two consecutive years. They seem to have poor combat power and have not experienced any battle formations, but they can be willing to do so at critical moments.

After all, I can’t live anymore, so what else can’t be given up, including my own life.

Dozens of swords were thrown by desperate thieves. As soon as a spearman took back his spear, a sickle suddenly cut through the sky and slashed in his face.

Seven or eight bandit soldiers in iron armor rushed into the defense line composed of three wolf teeth and rushed towards the shield, with a weight of more than a few hundred kilograms knocking down several shield hands.

Qi Jimei turned her head and looked at her, but did not issue orders. Similar situations have been simulated many times during the training. Instead, he looked at Xiao Wan, who was under the opposite banner from afar.

This is really not an ordinary thief. He did not distribute a small amount of armor to the leader, but instead used it to try to break the formation.

Seeing the breaking formation, the bandits outside the formation shouted in unison, and dozens of bandits in iron armor had rushed over and tried to break the formation in one fell swoop.

But Zhang San and Feng Ziming had arrived, with shields protecting the two wings, spearmen in the center, Rulin's spearhead kept stabbing forward, and soon stabbed the five or six bandits to death and expel them.

The back formation threw a batch of short spears again to slightly curb the opponent's speed. Several wolf-toothed wolves rushed forward from the back formation, and the shield hand squeezed forward, quickly filling the gap.

"Does the wing attack?" Feng Ziming pulled Zhang San and the pressure was a little too high. If more than a hundred soldiers on the wing were fighting out, it could greatly alleviate the pressure.

Zhang San turned his head and looked at Qi Jimei from afar, shook Feng Ziming away, "Don't move without military order!"

Another stick of incense passed, and the bandits rushed to an end, leaving hundreds of corpses backing back.

Zhang San shook his face and listened to the team leader's reward, and calculated in his heart that eight people were killed and six people were injured in this round of battle. As the general manager, he had only more than 300 people under his command and his personal soldiers. Fourteen people were gone at once, which was nearly halfway through.

Feng Ziming's side also lost about half a century, but the two of them were under the siege to attack, while the other players were not seriously damaged.

"Damn!" Zhang San spat viciously, and his comrade-comrade who was in the Qian family's guard team was seriously injured and carried back.

"It's a pity that the general is not allowed to fire bird guns..." Feng Ziming sighed.

Zhang San gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that the young master told me before getting off the boat, otherwise he would have to build another Jingguan!"

Qi Jimei, who had been sitting upright on the horse, finally moved, rushed to the horse, and looked at Zhou Ze after asking about the casualties, "The bird gunman leaned behind the shield, carried the tiger squat cannon forward."

Zhang San frowned and said, "Sir, I can still hold on to it before..."
Chapter completed!
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