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Chapter 180: Under the Earth

The bumpy ground in front of the village and the fields were already impacted by the front drives, and the wooden boards and soil bags that were left behind were laid out, and the passage was not very regular.

Then, the bows and crossbows of thousands of people who were ready to go were fired together, forming a multi-level coverage, which immediately cleared most of the ones on the village wall; and the remaining surviving Tuman seemed to be frightened and never dared to show up again.

It was not until the moment when the vanguard was slowly advancing approached the wall like a rising tide, it seemed as if they were suddenly awakened, and they shouted and roared again and poked out many chaotic figures of flying bells. Unfortunately, most of the killings that were thrown down were blocked by the old soldiers in front of the plaques of licensed and armored soldiers. Even if they were missing, they would almost feel like they were swallowed up without any ripples or influence.

At this time, the powerful crossbows accompanied by the array were once again exerted their might. The improved wooden crossbow approached the terrible force of the shooting within more than ten steps, and almost unstoppable penetration of the protective objects made of rattan and wooden boards on the village wall. And screamed and pierced the human body behind them, piercing or nailing them to the wall, and blood lines of varying lengths flowed out from the village wall.

The remaining earthen barbarians on the wall seemed to be stimulated or frightened. They began to jump down like dumplings, roared and shouted, and rushed towards the approaching rebel vanguard. Then, like being gravel splashed on the stone slab, they were blocked and knocked over by the array of cards and blinds. And amid the tragic screams of blood spearing from the row, the blood holes and cracked gaps were poked out, and they bounced back and retreated;

In the end, the remaining part of the earth barbarians who had nowhere to escape were squeezed under the village wall by the compact array being pushed forward. They saw them waving the crude swords and axes in their hands in vain, and amid the howlings one after another, they were subtly submerged in the back of the rebels.

Then, more than a dozen fire cups and poisonous smoke balls thrown through the sky were also familiar with the calculation of basic angles and directions and fell into the village in an oblique manner. In an instant, they were like an ant hole thrown into the fire, bursting out screams and shouts.

Under the protection of the large group of people, the bare-soldiers holding axe, chisel, saw, shovel and picks rushed out and digged out the wooden wall and soil in front of them with all their strength. After a while, with the shouts of the pioneer soldiers gathered under the wall, they dug up a large piece of the broken wall and slowly pulled down to the ground, and overturned and collapsed a large batch of fresh soil.

At this time, a shrill shout and uproar came from the entrance of the village. In an instant, the gate of the village, which seemed to be blocked, suddenly opened, and many strong men with feather crown patterns swarmed out. They immediately collided with the pioneer soldiers who were pushing the two-wheeled stone cone and collided head-on and then fought together.

After a while, Zhou Huaian began to approach the battlefield and sighed. He was worthy of being the most gathering of the land barbarians within a radius of 100 miles. In addition to the defense of the front wall, the other party really kept his hands and ambushed. In addition to the reserve force behind the camp to deal with the melee, he actually hid a light-armed land soldier in the mountains and forests on both sides of the village, trying to take the opportunity to sneak attack on the side of the camp and destroy and attack the rebels who were using equipment.

Unfortunately, the counterattack momentum that rushed out of the village gate was very strong, but once the abandoned attacking equipment was blocked, there would be no advantage of suddenness and impact. Instead, after rushing out for a short distance, the soldiers attacked by both sides were squeezed into weak strips and all the corpses were chopped up.

The sneak attacks from the mountains and forests on both wings were even weaker. In addition to scattering and killing some recruited civilians, causing some chaos and escaping, they were soon overturned by the reserve team holding rapid-fire crossbows. Even the edges of those projectors had no chance to touch them, and they had already dispersed and fled.

However, Zhou Huaian did not let these go. He finally ran out of the reasons for the Tuman who was familiar with the forest to die. As the direct team and the apprentice team rushed into the forest, and after cutting off the retreat of these light-armed squads, their morale and physical fitness were almost gone, they became captives who were surrendered.

In the frontal battle, after opening the gap and occupying the defensive facilities, under the waving small flags and flags, the rebel soldiers stopped to continue to advance, and stayed in the place with condescending crossbows, starting to freely shoot and snipe with team fire. In those chaotic villages, any people who dared to emerge and gather together.

Soon after, another team full of varied equipment arrived at the battlefield; then after simple negotiations and guidance, in a certain atmosphere of joy and joy, he rushed into the village without hesitation and chopping and killing the village gate and the gap in the village wall without hesitation.

In a sense, they are the real masters who have a very deep hatred for these territorial barbarians. They are suffering from the troubles of the territorial barbarians and have repeatedly failed to attack them. At least they are dealing with these, trying to fight against the elderly, weak, women and children who have already fought with the few men, without any psychological pressure or unnecessary negative effects.

After the battle, most of the money and food in the village belong to the Gufeng camp, which serves as the guest army; and all captured populations will be classified as young, strong, women and children, and sent to the rebel army military farms at the foot of the mountain to serve as hard labor and atone for sins; at the same time, it will also create an exploited and exploited lowest group to enhance the superiority and happiness of ordinary military refugees without substantial material changes.

This is also the successful experience that Nufeng Camp has tried in Chaoxun and the two states. As the saying goes, it is not to worry about lack of worries but unevenness. After having a more miserable existence than myself, although they are still tired every day to eat, they still have a sense of happiness and identity.

"Catched...Catched..."

Amid the shouts, an old goatee in a cloth robe was dragged out. Although the Pu head was knocked off and the shoes on his feet disappeared, a certain superior official demeanor could be seen on his dusty face.

"The head of the house has already been asked by people nearby...

Then, Xiaoqi, the detective team with a lustful face, reported.

"This guy is the unsearched fellow villager and official, and the backbone of the local riots before... The former resident of the Ministry of Rites, who claimed to be the defensive envoy of Gaozhou, was awarded officials to those local corps and village soldiers..."

Zhou Huaian couldn't help but be surprised. It turned out that there were still remnants of local resistance forces hidden in this village, including the powerful clans who were eliminated by the rebel army, and some years of bandits and thieves. However, for some reason, they had a quarrel with the local Tuman, and after the fire broke out, they were under disarming supervision and detention.

After the village was broken, these monsters and monsters also took the opportunity to run out. However, the relatively closed terrain environment left them with nowhere to escape and were searched and killed by the rebels who had entered the village and captured them one by one.

.........

And on the hidden rugged path in the mountains behind the village, the group of people full of hatred and tears also embarked on the vast and unknown road of escape;

They mainly include young men and women with better nutrition in the village, most of whom are the heads of Meng clans and the descendants of the elders in the village, and they are also the last bones and blood and seeds of Dongke Village. They are responsible for going to other mountain villages, villages, sending messages, asking for help, and even seeking shelter, re-spreading and spreading bloodlines when things cannot be done.

When they were exhausted by mud and sweat, they walked down the cliffs one by one with long ropes and began to head towards the remote ferry hiding along the riverside where they could get off the boat, suddenly someone screamed and fell to the ground; but in panic, they stepped on the pit of hunting wild beasts.

Then, as if bad luck had begun, people stepped on all kinds of pits and bows, and had to cry and beg, even scold, and be abandoned in the sound of curses, while the waterside that represents vitality and life continues to move forward.

In the dense grass not far from the water, the former hunter-born Huo Chang Yi Damao also looked at the sparse figures stumbled to the riverside, and said to a pale and thin young man beside him.

"You did a great job, just say whatever reward you want..."

"I don't want anything, as long as I can take revenge..."

The turtle boy with obvious scars on his face looked like he was stalking his neck.

"I want to deal with the evil thief who killed my sister and forced her to death..."

"Okay, it doesn't matter if those women leave you to vent their anger... Just don't kill them..."

Yi Damao couldn't help but patted his chest and said, "With this young man's ability to set traps, he was determined to stay for the use of the rebels."

......

Compared with this small episode outside the battlefield, Zhou Huaian was evaluating the training results of this battle; enemies with low strength and simple equipment are undoubtedly one of the best targets for the new soldiers fighting formation to cooperate with the new soldiers. Therefore, even those new soldiers who have not been on the battlefield and have only been trained, under the cover of the equipment formation, the specific casualty ratio can even reach one to ten.

Of course, as long as you have seen blood, you are a veteran. These are all deceitful things in YY novels. There is no long-term training, no words and deeds from senior pioneers, and no years of experience accumulation. A new recruit is a new recruit, and even a courageous recruit is nothing more than a courageous recruit.

Do you understand the tactical command of the team?

Do you know the changes in the military formation flag order and formation?

Do you know how to deal with emergencies?

Can you quickly replace the position after the officer is killed?

Can you do your best to die for your own ideas or for someone who is the spiritual pillar?

Of course, Zhou Huaian's subordinates did not want to be so harsh. As long as they could ensure that they were afraid of the old soldiers and the boss's spurs, they would be considered as initially qualified soldiers.

But if you want to be the leader, even if you are a five-headed person or a fire chief, you must be able to read more than a hundred literacy and more meticulous military orders and system construction in the army. Of course, it doesn’t matter if you can’t keep up. You go to the garrison to patrol the place with your past experience; or you can act as a reserve instructor in the production sequence, or even retire to the military farm to serve as a small leader.

In Zhou Huaian's future plan, the real opportunities and positions are left to the young and young generations who are motivated; they are just used to reversely eliminate the influence and corresponding position of the traditional rebel army and old-fashioned style. He was thinking about the specific details of the adjustments, and he saw that Mibao, who was responsible for leading the team at the foot of the mountain, brought new news.

"What, the general's mansion will return it?"

A day later, Zhou Huaian, who appeared in the ruins of Shixiang Town, pretended to be surprised at a military messenger who was quite handsome and said:

"I treat my sins with mere thoughts and definitely dare not obey them..."

"Please let me continue to fulfill my responsibility of patrolling the fields first, and then report to the military palace."

"How dare you? This is disobedience."

The other party was reluctant to refuse Zhou Huaian, and he couldn't help but feel anxious and stuttered.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't what I'm doing? Isn't it the order of the Military Palace?"

Zhou Huaian's face remained calm.

"It's just that things are urgent... Of course, the current position is divided into important ones."

"It's outrageous, you want to make trouble..."

The other party became more anxious and stuttered.

"Come"

Zhou Huaian ignored him and shouted to the outside world.

"This messenger is too tired and has already suffered from fever and is dizzy. Please send it out for a good rest and conditioning."

"It is probably a bit inappropriate to deal with the messenger of the military office like this..."

Then he turned around and someone around Zhou Huaian couldn't help but say, but it was Luo Nian, the captain of the Shooting League who was born as an old soldier of the rage.

"It doesn't matter anymore... Since I have put down my things, I can't recite them so easily... Is my face worth a mere little school that sends messages?"

Zhou Huaian smiled slightly and said

"We'd better prepare to pack some luggage. It's time to go back and take a look after it's been out for so long."
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