Chapter 1146 Our army was defeated!
The terrain between the two sides is now clear at a glance.
The encounter was a valley, with the enemy in the valley and the Liang army at the entrance of the valley.
The valley is not big, it only accommodates three or four thousand people.
There should be nearly 10,000 people in the fog behind the valley - this is the income from the prisoners, and it may not be accurate.
Huan Wen thought of the fire attack, but the wet environment after the fog was a bit difficult, and the wind direction was not good. Now we should worry that the enemy will ignite firewood and smoke them with smoke.
Of course, this is not a simple matter. The conditions for fire attack, water attack and even smoke smoke are very harsh, otherwise this is the conventional tactics that are often used, rather than clever or strange tricks.
If the fire attack cannot be done, then set up the bars at the entrance of the valley to guard the enemy's way forward. At the same time, people will be sent to list all the flags, and they will carry large and small cowhide drums to beat them everywhere, creating the illusion of a large group of people coming to support.
This kind of clumsy trick will definitely be seen through, but Huan Wen didn't want to hide it for long, one day is enough.
On the last day of the twelfth lunar month, 3,000 soldiers from Feilongshan arrived at the front line.
This time, I really brought a large number of flags, drums and horns, and the number of people has increased significantly.
At dusk that day, Xu Yaozu led the Badong vengeance to the valley entrance and brought some arrows, wounded medicine and food - the latter was taken by him from nearby tribes, not much, but it was enough to make the army last for half a month.
Therefore, when the first ray of light from the dynasty in the sixth year of Kaiping (332) was shining from the east, the Liang army gathered at the entrance of the valley had reached more than 6,000.
In the afternoon, the lead-gray clouds obscured the sunlight and the mountains and forests suddenly became dark. After a moment, the drizzle of freezing rain began to fall, adding a bit of chill to the entire battlefield.
The enemy finally started to move.
The Zan tribe, one of the seven surnames of Dangqu, was responsible for this round of attack.
They carried more food than the Liang people, after all, there were ox carts and horse carriages, and it was easier to raise food and grass along the way, but it was not very sufficient and it was impossible to delay it infinitely.
After hesitating for a while, Zan Yan received an order from Shangshu’s Right Pushe Luo Yan: to break the Liang army blocking the valley entrance and open the way forward.
The battle just unfolded.
In the fine rain, Zan Yan swung his sword, as if he had cut off the fine raindrops between heaven and earth, and rushed out first.
Follow the warriors to speed up and guard him.
Twelve yak horns exploded in the mountains.
After drinking the Zhuangxing wine, the two thousand soldiers blushed and divided the three parts of the front, middle and back, and launched a rapid attack.
Hundreds of people in the front army held high shields and lined up in dense formations, with faster and faster steps and more ferocious expressions.
Behind them, there were thousands of thick central troops, most of whom were holding spears, and in the form of a small formation of hundreds of people, they stood close together and followed closely behind.
Finally, there were hundreds of crossbowmen, carrying various individual crossbows, medicine crossbows, gust blowing boots, etc., and their pace was neither too fast nor too slow. Suddenly, with the command of the officer, the hundreds of people suddenly scattered in more than ten strands, like cranes winding against the ground, scattering to the high places on both sides.
Huan Wen stood under a big tree located halfway up the mountain, overlooking the whole audience.
To be honest, these two thousand enemy troops feel that they are not as powerful as the Banyan vanguard I encountered before.
The pace is not neat enough and the formation is not tight enough. Of course, this may be related to rainy days.
Although they had mobilized pre-warly and poured Zhuangxing wine from the bamboo tube, their morale was still not high enough, which may be related to their contact with the defeated soldiers.
The equipment is not excellent enough, there are few iron armors, so they can only rely on various slabs to cover the arrows. Fortunately, they have good texture and strong protection. However, the insufficient armor when fighting in close combat is a fatal flaw, which is related to their relatively low level of civilization. Most of the only equipment armors are distributed by the imperial court.
The only thing worthy of praise is that their crossbow soldiers are good.
The shooting is accurate, powerful, diverse tactics, and all kinds of strange cooperation. Poison-tempered medicine crossbows are extremely rare in the Northland, but there are many here. In the previous battle, many soldiers were not shot to death, but were either killed or disabled by poisoning.
In addition, they are very flexible in mountainous terrain and sometimes use unexpected tactics.
For example, before the battle began, dozens of bandit soldiers sneaked across the mountains and forests and climbed down the rocks. Fortunately, they were discovered by the Qiaocai Soldiers and expelled them, otherwise it would be a troublesome thing.
Simply put, Banhuaman is an excellent mountain infantry. He walks vigorously in the mountainous areas, climbs and jumps, and is good at resisting enemies with swords and shields, shooting with crossbows, and encircling roundabouts.
Such troops actually have a lot of room for improvement. If you recruit in Luoyang and practice hard for a few years, you will definitely be shocked.
While watching, the Liangjun crossbow at the entrance of the valley had already started to launch.
They are set up on various high grounds behind the fence, and are commanded by flags, drums and horns, and sent troops to assist.
When the first round of crossbows teared the rain curtain, the enemy troops set up slats and tried their best to cover them.
Surprisingly, some of the crossbow arrows actually penetrated the slab and nailed into the chests of the barbarians behind. For a moment, there were countless people who fell to the ground, and they looked very spectacular from a high place.
That's not a rattan card!
Huan Wen quickly realized that Banhuan Man was poor and rich, and the equipment was very different.
The sound of the strings on the crossbow platform at a high level is like a swarm of locusts flapping their wings, which cannot be covered even if the drizzle is dripping.
The soldiers in Xiangyang were wearing armor and armed with weapons, standing under various crossbow platforms, with the blades condensed with cold fog in the rain.
"Woo!" The horn sounded.
The crossbow machine was launched in sequence, and after leaping dozens of steps in the air, it disappeared in the group of Banyan soldiers.
From a high point, the front row of human walls that the enemy had just filled up collapsed on a large scale again.
The fallen Banfeng soldier was not dead for a moment and moaned endlessly. The rain slid down his dark face, mixed with tears.
Countless straw sandals flew past them, and the slingers crossed dozens of steps and rushed to the fence before the third round of crossbows was launched.
"Kill!" The roar was not shouted out from the Banyan soldiers, but the Feilongshan Town Soldier behind the fence.
Long spears pierced from the gaps in the fence and bit them like poisonous snakes.
Zan Yan roared angrily, tilted his head and let the tip of the spear, grabbed the spear that was about to be pulled back, and picked up the axe to cut it off.
The followers held the selves and protected Zan Yan tightly, resisting the spears that were coming out from time to time in the gap for him.
"Bang bang bang!" Zan Yan was also annoyed and pulled out with all his strength.
Zhenbing couldn't pull him, so he let go and Zan Yan fell to the ground immediately. The crossbow arrow flew over the top of his head, penetrated the chest of a close friend who was about to help him rise. Its castration was not weak and it stabbed the shoulder of the person behind.
Screams sounded one after another, blood gathered into the stream, flowing down the slope, slowly seeping into the grass and gravel.
Huan Wen had already raised his hands on his back.
The battle inside and outside the fence was very fierce, with corpses constantly piled up, with fewer inside and more outside the fence.
The main casualties of our side were caused by the opponent's crossbow arrows, especially those small hand crossbows, medicine crossbows and gutters launched at close range. They were extremely tricky and very accurate, and knocked down many Feilongshan soldiers behind the fence.
The main casualties of the enemy were caused by crossbow arrows fired on the crossbow platform and a spear behind the fence.
The combat effectiveness of the Feilongshan Town soldiers is average. If they had not received formal training, they would not have won when fighting with Banyan Man in the mountainous area, and they might have lost.
Now there are fences that block the enemy's charge, and they are almost standing in place to compete with the opponent's will to fight, which is not a big problem.
Huan Wen turned his gaze to the crossbow platform everywhere.
The enemy's rear formation was divided into hundreds of people, divided into dozens of strands, a few of them held swords and shields, and most of them held crossbow arrows, and attacked the crossbow platform with the intention of pulling out this huge threat.
The troops stood under the crossbow platform and fought with the attacking enemies. Although they could not use their step bow, they fought very easily from a high position. Even though people were shot to the ground by the crossbow arrow, their formation was still stable, shattering the enemy's attempt.
"Boom!" A fence fell down with a bang on the front battlefield.
Banfeng cheered loudly, stepped on his companion's body and rushed in.
On both sides of them, more soldiers used their shields to block the piercings, while slashing the leather ropes that tied the wood, trying to expand the gap and completely wipe out the wooden fence.
The crossbow arrow flew over again, causing terrifying damage in the crowd.
Huan Wen ordered another flag to be raised...
Zan Yan held a shield in one hand and an axe in the other, and rushed in along the gap.
The Feilongshan Town soldiers in front of them were directly dispersed by them, but they did not dare to retreat and remained in place, stabbing with a long spear, and the sound of killing was shocking.
Zan Yan almost repeated Feng Bachi's skillful movement outside the Xiandu Temple, pressing the gun rod that was stabbed towards him, and after getting closer, the axe slashed heavily on the shoulder of the soldiers.
The sound of bone shattering almost filled the eardrums. Zhenbing fell to the ground screaming. The last image in his mind was the raised belly of his newlywed wife before going to war.
After killing one person, Zan Yan continued to rush forward.
He seemed to be able to predict the movements of the enemy. He walked more than ten steps and killed two people. One of the soldiers had a faint fluff on his mouth and looked at the big axe shattering his head in horror.
The followers beside him fell down one by one. Zan Yan was unaware of it, or felt it, but he didn't care. He was already killed. He just wanted to kill him.
"Puff!" After slashing a forties-year-old soldier for the third time, Zan Yan felt that there was nowhere in front of him.
He subconsciously raised his head, and what he saw was the dense jungle of spears and the plaque that was almost the same as their tribe. This was-
"Dongdongdongdong..." The drum sound suddenly rang.
Xu Yaozu led a wall of 1,000 soldiers to advance.
They are not very skilled and do not walk very neatly, but the dense formation is not so important to the scattered soldiers.
"Kill!" Cong Gun stabbed him.
Both the Feilongshan Town soldiers and the Banfeng soldiers who stood in front of them were stabbed to the ground.
The formation continued to move forward, and the clumps continued to stab.
When the soldiers in Feilongshan Town who were lined up behind the soldiers saw him, he was furious and resentful.
At the same time, some smart people also understood why Huan Wen set up such a formation. Because the stakes will not distinguish between enemies and us. As long as they run around and bump into each other, they will not detour from both sides to the rear as planned, they will all stab to the ground.
If they were the ones who could be so decisive when facing their comrades who were together day and night? During the melee, as long as you hesitate, the formation will be dispersed and then fall into a new melee.
These officials are all in a bad mood!
Huan Wen was still standing under the big tree, half of his body was soaked in the rain, but he didn't care, just looked at the battlefield.
The long spear jungle composed of a thousand soldiers quickly suppressed the scattered Banyan soldiers back.
They made great strides, and the more they fought, they quickly rushed to the fence.
The wooden fence had almost been removed by Banman. They stepped on the corpses, shaking forward. When they encountered the Badong soldiers, they were like waves hitting the reef and were smashed into pieces.
Behind the 1,500 Feilongshan soldiers, they had already lined up and rushed towards the wooden fence.
The soldiers quickly crossed the fence.
They even temporarily sorted out the queue according to the flag and drum sounds, and then followed the ramp to chase the retreating Banyan soldiers and rushed into the valley.
The soldiers of Feilongshan Town soon crossed the fence and rushed into the valley.
Looking down from Huan Wen's perspective.
The entry of the new force made Banyan Man collapse. The battlefield continued from the entrance of the valley to the hillside, and then extended to the bottom of the valley. Then it did not stop. A total of 3,500 strifes broke the Banyan soldiers in the valley like iron hammers, chasing them and chasing them from the rear to the north, until the sound of "General Zan is dead", more than 3,000 Banyan Man completely collapsed and scattered everywhere.
Huan Wen decisively joined the last unit: 500 Xiangyang troops transported, 800 Feilongshan troops stationed, and 1,000 soldiers to let them follow closely and pursue and defeat the enemy.
In this battle, the Liang army defeated the Banyan Barbarians, conquered two valleys in a row, beheaded more than 700 levels, and captured a thousand people.
When the news reached Luo Yan, he suddenly became a little panicked: both battles were both north, and four or five thousand people were lost. How could this battle continue?
Just as he was planning to mobilize elite troops, log wood and set up barriers, and switch from the offensive state to on-site defense, a noise suddenly broke out in a river valley three miles away behind, and the shouts of "our army was defeated" spread everywhere like a plague.
If you look carefully, countless soldiers in the valley are packing their bags and utensils, ready to retreat.
And they were also very considerate and sent messengers to various places to inform the tribes with whom they had a good relationship with to run together.
For a moment, the chiefs of all surnames of Banban were in a mess and didn't know what to do.
But people will scare themselves. Some people only shout "Our army is defeated", but after spreading it for a while and then coming back, it may turn into an outrageous rumor like "Luo Puzhe died."
A major retreat is inevitable.
(This chapter ends)