Chapter 582: So Wise and Almost Demonic
“There are more than 10,000 Western barbarians in this group?”
The Satsuma Palace was quiet. After listening to the scout’s complete story, Su Chen frowned slightly. Brows, in such bad weather, the other party actually sent out 10,000 soldiers and horses, and their combat effectiveness was quite good. They were similar to the barbarians in the Western Regions before. They were extremely brave and not afraid of weapons.
Thinking of this, Su Chen looked at the other people in the hall.
"The other side relies on the favorable time, place and people. The number of troops led by Le Jin and Pang De is too small. I am worried that they will suffer a loss. Generals, who will lead the troops to rush for reinforcements?"
"I am willing to go!"
Xiahou Dun's fiery temper had long made him want to leave the city. Now that he had drunk wine, his temper was even worse, and he walked out directly regardless of his brother Xia Houyuan's pull.
"I am also willing to fight!" Xu Huang followed and held up his hands beside Xiahou Dun.
"The Qingzhou army has gone, how can our Xiliang army lag behind, childishly!"
Dong Zhuo banged the table, and Li Jue, who was drinking with Guo Si next to him, suddenly looked serious. He stood up instinctively: "Grand Master, this is my humble duty!"
"Ask your Majesty for orders!"
"Then order one battalion of soldiers and horses each!"
After enduring this attack, when the opponent put away their weapons, among the soldiers holding shields, The voices of the generals shouted in their respective teams: "Kill them to death!"
Then, there was a roar all around, shields were pushed out from the hands of the soldiers, and they pushed forward hard, and the generals waved their weapons. The barbarian soldier who was smashed down staggered and took a few steps back.
At this time, Su Chen sat back on the throne. Zhuge Liang suddenly lowered his feather fan and looked at the emperor on the throne with a smile, as if he still had something to say.
Ordinary armor can be penetrated by a repeating crossbow within twenty steps.
"Your Majesty, all the people under my command are not afraid of severe cold. Let us serve your Majesty in this battle!"
"Run to the flank and tell the five hundred comrades two miles away. , advanced half a mile, and pushed the battle line towards the enemy's left flank. "
A battalion of Qingzhou Army, with only two thousand people, was like a rock in the sea among the crowd, constantly receiving shocks in horror.
This is also the biggest reform in the army since Su Chen established the Governor Cavalry. When the general is killed in battle, or the army is temporarily without a general, the soldiers of each battalion and each team should be According to the orders of their respective superiors, they should cooperate with the nearest military formation to continue fighting the enemy, or to withdraw their troops.
The position of governor cavalry plays a vital role in this, and it is related to the literacy and reading of soldiers in the army. They understand why they are fighting and who they are fighting for. They clearly understand their situation and their strategic purpose. What, etc., these are things that the soldiers and horses of the old era could not give.
This is also something that cannot be achieved in this world.
There was really no way to be biased, so Su Chen had no choice but to say this. For a moment, Su Chen paused, pressing one hand on the armrest, with a fierce look in his eyes.
Amidst the boiling roars and fighting cries, bows and arrows have been unable to adapt to this weather. Instead, the repeating crossbows in the hands of soldiers have been continuously improved after several years. While reducing the range, the strength of the crossbows has increased. Another height.
The voices of the governor's cavalry and generals at all levels in the army kept shouting everywhere.
Once the morale of the army was broken, the entire war collapsed, and the subsequent strategic goals were also affected, causing the entire campaign to fail.
For a time, the original situation of fierce fighting and danger suddenly changed into a situation of more wolves and less meat. Every general and local general wanted to fight with the more than 10,000 barbarian soldiers outside.
The wilderness outside the city is still blowing with wind and snow. On the snow covering people's calves, there are human and horse footprints and hoof prints. The charge of tens of thousands of people is overwhelming and powerful.
"Here!"
A governor knight jumped off his horse, picked up the iron shield from the side of the wounded soldier, and took the lead to push it on, "Come together!"
The Qingzhou soldiers at the front gritted their teeth and withstood every blow, their arms trembling slightly. There were also flying ropes and stones coming through the wind and snow. Some of them flew above and hit their heads, causing their heads to break and bleed immediately. He could only grit his teeth and squeeze out a few short screams of pain.
He roared.
Following that, the slave-generating general Anuhu also walked out of his seat.
Large swaths of arrows were shot out one after another from the hands of the archers who stepped forward to suppress them. They were like a black blanket spread over the front rifle shields and the shoulders of the gunners. They were shot at the charging barbarians, bringing with them countless blood sprays. .
“However, I don’t want any prisoners, as you all know. Since the other party dares to send people here, be prepared to bury them all here!”
at the same time.
I don’t know what method these Western barbarians used. As long as their heads were not hit by arrows, even if there were more than ten arrows nailed to other parts of their bodies, they would still rush towards them at an undiminished speed.
"In the spear formation, one will come from behind. Let the crossbowmen suppress it first."
The general led his army around the enemy's rear and rushed to the central formation. Between each formation, You can only follow the military orders of the generals above you.
“Strike the shield!”
After Su Chen established the Xia Kingdom, he not only gave the soldiers the best treatment, but also completely eradicated this shortcoming from its roots through years of guidance from the Governor Cavalry.
At the moment, the Western barbarians are coming like a tide. Even though they are tall and strong, many of them are not afraid of the severe pain of swords and spears piercing their flesh. They are also unable to shake the Qingzhou Army who have formed a formation and cooperated with each other.
Even if there are only one battalion of two thousand people, they are still firmly rooted in the front line where thousands of people are charging.
"Take over the front line and let them take a breather."
After all, military orders were strictly confidential at that time, so many soldiers didn't know what to do after their generals died or disappeared in battle. Under the pressure of the enemy on the opposite side, they gradually lose their will to continue fighting and will soon break up and run away.
In the wind and snow, the battle line stretched for three miles.
“Damn, how can these barbarians be so resistant?!”
Xiahoudun, Xu Huang, Li Jue, Anuhu, and even Ma Dai who asked for a fight were pushed out by their elder brothers , received Su Chen's order together with everyone, and then walked out of the hall arm-in-arm. Before the troops were ordered to fight, they were already discussing how to distribute this piece of 'meat'.
More than 10,000 barbarians, this is a feat that comes to the door. Besides, the Mongolian cavalry has always stood in front of the attack. Many Chinese generals have obtained several siege battles, hoping to have the opportunity to perform meritoriously. There were too few, so Li Jue stepped forward.
The long knives, axes, and maces that were swung wildly hit the shields blocking them in front.
What followed was that the infantry shield in front held up the shield and accepted the fierce pressure from the barbarians on the opposite side.
The sound of the governor's cavalry came up again, and the shields fell to the ground and stood up. The crossbowmen who replaced their arrows retreated, and the spear array quickly came forward and stabbed out in unison. The moment it was puff puff... The sound of metal entering flesh.
Bu Dun, who had a bloody head and a bloody head, heard the general's voice. He freed up a hand, pulled out the steel knife inserted at his feet, stabbed it out from the gap in the shield, and stabbed the opposite side with one hand. The barbarian's abdomen might be cut with a knife on the opponent's thigh.
This is the experience gained from surviving on the battlefield and widely disseminated in the military.
Enemies usually try their best to protect their vital points. It is not easy to kill them with one knife, but it is much easier to cut off the hands and legs. And if a person's limbs are cut, his ability to continue fighting will be greatly weakened. The barbarians are no exception, but compared to ordinary people, they need to chop more.
On the ground of the entire front line, the two sides were already fighting hard to separate themselves from each other. Far behind the barbarians, O'Lain's head was still rolling on the ground.
In the wind and snow, Le Jin walked over, covered in snow, picked it up, and held it high in his hand.
"You, the leader of the barbarians, are here, don't resist!"
He wanted to destroy the barbarians' military morale. However, the barbarians who responded to Le Jin were still swarming in. They They didn't seem to care about O'Lain's death in battle, and they continued to attack Lejin and Pound desperately.
Haha! Miscalculation!
Le Jin pulled out his Huanshou sword. With an afterimage on the blade, he directly knocked a barbarian away. He retreated to Pang De's side. The two looked at each other and said, "Kill the enemy with Wen Qian (Ling Ming)!"
The next moment, the flying Qiang cavalry and the first soldiers also rushed over and set up a defensive formation with their war horses beside the two of them.
“We will live and die together with the two generals!”
More than a thousand people braved the heavy snow in the night sky, and on the red-stained snow, they faced the enemy who was coming like a tidal wave. .
Blood was shed, figures fell, horses fell, swords plowed out a ravine in the snow, and the barbarian soldiers who rushed fell, and the soldiers who penetrated deep into the enemy's formation continued to attack The Ma front line piled up.
The fierce battle between the two sides echoed through the night sky. Behind the battlefield, on a mound, there were two figures standing on it, their large robes filled with snowflakes.
One has a stooped figure and the other has a dark complexion. It was the Holy Lothar mentioned by O'Lain, and his black student Baddeley. Their eyes had a faint green light in the dark night, and they could clearly see the fierce battlefield on the snowy night in the distance.
“I remember that Emperor Sakprut once called the Easterners Selis. The emperor had no doubts about the prophet Moses’ prophecy that he would have to have a strong army before he could challenge. I was still doubtful at first. , Now, I finally understand the caution of Emperor Sakprut.”
Under the hood, the old face full of tumors twisted his lips and said: “The Selis people are really powerful, so. A few people can stop the warriors of the Jinsa tribe, but it's a pity that if O'Lain doesn't send Sabo over, it will be Sabo who will lead the battle, not him."
On the side, a black man named Baddeley tilted his head: "Teacher, O'Lain seems to have died in the battle."
"Haha, this battle originally requires someone to die. Didn't O'Lain ask me? What's the price?"
Losa's old face smiled, with deeper wrinkles.
“This is the price.”
He looked at it for a while, then slowly raised his hand and the cane in his hand, “That’s it. The battlefield over there has caused enough concern for the emperor in the city. Please pay attention and let the Wusheng Army pass. There is a secret passage in the city of Satila."
Lothar seemed to have foreseen the victory and smiled even more.
"Let Vidal cleanly deal with the king of the East!"
When the black man Baddeley heard the name 'Vidal', his strong body trembled slightly under his cloak. , that is a quite terrifying person, second only to the generals under the Emperor who are accustomed to fighting.
He is the champion swordsman in the Wusheng Army. He is assigned to the teacher's subordinates by the Thousand Swordsmen Battalion to obey orders.
Sometimes, the teacher has to give the opponent a bit of a thumbs-down, which shows that the opponent’s strength is recognized by the teacher, and the scary thing about the opponent is not his superb swordsmanship, but his extremely cruel personality , when fighting the Satsuma people, he attacked with only 500 swordsmen and killed more than 700 people in one battle. Later, he invaded Maiti City and slaughtered the people without restraint, even children, for fun.
However, after hearing that the troops coming from the east slaughtered every city they encountered, and also liked to pile their heads up like a tower, I suddenly felt that Vidal was simply a kind-hearted person.
"I will convey the teacher's order to him!"
Badley lowered his head and immediately turned around and left here.
Soon, the cryptic message flowed out from the mound. On the originally white field, as if dazzled, a piece of snow suddenly moved. In an instant, one after another was seen wearing white cloaks and carrying a beard. Snow's figure rose from the ground and moved quickly across the field.
……
At the west gate of Satilasi, the drawbridge was lowered, and a large number of soldiers and horses were moving through the open gate.
Two battalions of the Qingzhou Army, two battalions of the Xiliang Army, five hundred flying Qiang cavalry, and three thousand slave soldiers, a total of 12,500, lined up in a long line and stepped on the suspension bridge. Running into the heavy snow.
Xiahou Dun opened his eyes angrily, stationed his horse on the outside of the suspension bridge with a gun, and kept urging the soldiers and horses passing by.
"Quick! Quick! Any slower, and all these Western barbarians will be killed."
Ma Dai led the Feiqiang to ride out and stopped for a moment in front of the one-eyed general. , smiled and said: "General Xiahou, you have to hurry up, but Dai will go first!"
After saying that, with a big laugh, he led his five hundred cavalry into a gallop. Xiahou Dun was so angry that he got on his horse and handed over all the soldiers and horses under his command to Xu Huang, and he followed the flying Qiang cavalry in Ma Dai to kill them. To the battlefield more than ten years away.
Heavy snow is falling in the northwest corner of the city.
The deep alleyway was lifeless.
There was a sudden creaking sound in the thick snow. A wooden board tilted upward against the snow. After a pair of eyes swept outside, it was pushed away completely and got out of the inside.
The next moment, white figures carrying long swords quickly spread towards the Satsuma Palace with the sound of crunching snow.
One of the figures, not too tall, had a big sword behind him and rushed to the door. Under the white hood, he had a stern face, a short golden beard, and a hawk-like look in his dark blue eyes. Looking in the direction of Satsuma Imperial Palace.
The corners of his mouth were grinned with a cruel smile.
This is Holy Lothar taking the initiative to let him come over to kill, and he can finally let go.
"Wait a minute, what should I do if the Eastern Emperor kneels before me and begs for his life?"
With a cruel and joking smile, he speeded up, with a secret expression. The thousand Wusheng troops coming out of the road quickly walked through the streets of the city that were already deserted.
Although there are many Eastern soldiers stationed in the buildings in the city, the entire city is too big to accommodate them, and they cannot notice their small group of people.
Even if they stepped on the snow, no one would notice it.
Soon, the group of people entered the night and approached the tattered outer wall of the Satsuma Palace that had been beaten long ago.
……
Heavy snow is still falling.
The king's palace was brightly lit with firelight shining from the open door. Su Chen looked at the smiling Zhuge Liang who was sitting alone at the table over there, and couldn't help but ask: "Prime Minister, with your expression, I'm afraid you have something important to say!"
Over there, Zhuge Liang asked Wu Zixun to approach him. He whispered a few words in his ear, and the latter was stunned. Then he walked to Su Chen without any delay, bowed his head and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister said that the enemy came so openly and justly on a snowy night, and it is impossible to say that he still has a hand. .”
Huh? !
Su Chen frowned and looked at the royal palace in deep thought. At this time, there were many military commanders in the hall, and his brows suddenly opened again.
"Since I became the emperor, I haven't encountered anything like this for a long time. It's a good thing..."
Below, everyone had followed Su Chen for many years, so they naturally understood the meaning of Su Chen's words, and they all held their wine glasses and laughed.
While talking here, figures one after another spread into the dilapidated Satsuma Palace through the incomplete palace walls.
Looking at the lights coming from the palace hall ahead.
Vidal raised his hand and made a gesture to the men behind him, then took down the big sword from behind and held it in his hand.
“Same as before, clean and tidy!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword dragged along the ground, leaving a trace of snow. At the same time, he ran out, shining on a curtain with firelight over there, and rushed forward with a bang.
Over there, the soldier on duty heard the noise and instinctively raised his shield. His sword whizzed against the shield, knocking the person away.
As soon as Vidal stepped onto the stone steps, he rushed again, and the window lattice burst open.
"King of the East, your head is ready to be my trophy!"
The moment he shouted the words, a tall figure wearing silver armor and a black cloak came into view. , a city-breaking halberd in his hand was swept away with a bang.
"Damn it!"
The moment Vidal cursed in mid-air, the heavy sword blade magnified in his eyes——
Outside, the sound of tramping footsteps spread, and a thousand swordsmen The camp approached the palace. In the wind and snow, there was another loud bang in front, and a wall suddenly protruded outwards, then cracked and exploded.
Amidst the sky full of stone chips mixed with snowflakes, Vidal's figure was shot back like a cannonball.
……
Outside the city, Lothar, standing on the mound, felt something different.
He stretched out his hand in front of him. When a snowflake fell on the palm of his hand, it suddenly floated away. The disciple Baddeli on the side looked over: "Teacher, what happened?"
< br>"Strange...why the wind direction has changed."
Losa looked at the changing trajectory of the snowflakes and murmured softly.
(End of this chapter)