Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 708 War of Attrition
"Perform well and obey the command, you all have a chance!" Durga waved his hand, picked up the weapon and couldn't leave the miscellaneous barracks. He was here a few years ago, but now he is a Kshatriya. Rahul fights.

Several selected members of the Death Squad were integrated into the miscellaneous barracks. It didn't matter who they were originally, and it didn't even make sense for him to be a Kshatriya. Now they are all people who need to make contributions.

Rahul was willing to fish them out and give them a chance to die, and they had no reason to say no.

There is no difference between them and the people in the miscellaneous barracks. They all need to fight bloody battles and survive.

The miscellaneous soldiers all over the mountains and plains swept towards the camp of the Han Dynasty. Their formation was so bad that it was not even enough to be called a formation in Yan Yan's eyes.

But the opponent is a group of hundreds of people, and this fighting style reminds Yan Yan of barbarians.

Yan Yan frowned. He suspected that Guishuang sent only cannon fodder to consume their logistics and strength.

"General Yan, how is the situation now?" Wang Lei frowned and rushed to the front camp.

Although a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, he can no longer choose the severe form.

"The other party is just at the stage of testing cannon fodder, just right, I can use these cannon fodder to boost morale again, and I'll leave the rest to you!" Yan Yan glanced at Deng Xian, Leng Bao and others who came with Wang Lei.

"You guys came just in time, leave it to me to deal with it, wait for someone to activate all the unactivated equipment!" Yan Yan did not hesitate at all, and quickly began to command, with a murderous intent on his pale face.

Since you have decided to use cannon fodder to fight the war of attrition, then I will eat all of your cannon fodder with thunder, and I want to see if your soldiers can withstand this bloody scene.

On the barren battlefield, there were only chaotic footsteps. As the Guishuang miscellaneous soldiers approached, the footsteps became heavier and heavier, as if stepping on the hearts of Han soldiers step by step, which made many The recruits' breathing was much heavier, and the unique atmosphere of the battlefield made everyone feel the solemnity in the air and the pressure on their minds.

At a distance of two hundred steps, the clouds above the sky had already begun to entangle. Yan Yan, who had been using his internal energy to repair his injuries, immediately turned paler. Under the clouds, all internal energy was weakened, and he was no exception.

The previous injuries have been repaired in sevens and eighties, but if you really want to fight people in this state, I am afraid that you will lose your life. Fortunately, this battle is a city defense battle, and he doesn't need to fight people desperately, just need to be in the center to command.

150 steps!

At a distance of one hundred steps, some arrows scattered from the rear of Guishuang's troops.

After Yan Yan saw it, he felt a lot more at ease. It was almost the same as he expected. He was cannon fodder, and he was still the kind of recruit who obeyed the command but had no battlefield experience at all. This is good news.

"Rush over!"

Guishuang's miscellaneous soldiers adopted the simplest tactics, charging in a sea of ​​pigs, roaring towards the Han army.

"Fire arrows!"

Under Yan Yan's order, the archers of the Han army naturally ordered at the moment when Guishuang's miscellaneous soldiers rushed into the coverage of the arrow rain.

At the same time, several bed crossbows driving in the camp had also opened fire.

The condescending bed crossbow can penetrate the bodies of several miscellaneous soldiers almost every time it is fired.

"Fight back, fight back!"

The low-level generals mixed among the Guishuang miscellaneous soldiers shouted frantically, asking the archers under their command to shoot arrows with bows and counterattack the Han army in the camp.

However, in the face of the weak arrows of Guishuang's miscellaneous soldiers, the armored Han Zhizhi did not dodge or dodge at all, and directly bowed his head to resist. Even if the shots of some low-level generals could penetrate the armor, the silk and close-fitting leather inside Armor can still prevent the soldiers of the Han Dynasty from being shot to death by an arrow.

As long as they don't die on the spot, the perfect medical conditions in the Han camp are enough to keep these soldiers alive.

The Guishuang miscellaneous soldiers fell one after another as if they were mowed, but the Han army was not damaged at all.

Witnessing the deaths of the miscellaneous soldiers, Rahul, who was commanding in the center, didn't even blink his eyelids, and the regular soldiers who witnessed all this also did not waver in the slightest.

This attitude of not being shaken by one's own losses made Guishuang's soldiers not at all moved in the face of the mountain of corpses and blood spread by the miscellaneous soldiers.

The soldiers among them will be afraid of the bones all over the ground, but they don't have any feelings about the death of the miscellaneous soldiers.

It's like pouring hot water into an ant's nest. Miscellaneous soldiers, low castes, and slaves are such existences in their eyes.

Even though they used to be one of them, they still have no waves.

The people of Guishuang under the rule of Nangui have gone crazy for a long time, and there is no normal person from top to bottom.

In other words, normal people would not choose to stay in Nangui, they had already gone to Beigui, and left Nangui, a seemingly prosperous place, but in fact it was a completely hellish place.

The miscellaneous soldiers who charged like a tide quickly approached the camp, leaving thousands of corpses behind.

"kill!"

The soldiers of the Han army let out a roar at the moment when the leading troops of the two sides came into contact, and the well-trained soldiers of the Han Dynasty cooperated with each other.

The soldiers with large shields were at the front, and the soldiers with spears behind were frantically harvesting the Guishuang miscellaneous soldiers who bumped into them.

Under the alternate rotation, Guishuang's miscellaneous soldiers even failed to break through the outer defenses of the Han camp.

The killing lasted for a day and a night, and at night, under Rahul's retreat, the miscellaneous soldiers faded away like a tide.

However, a group of miscellaneous soldiers who believed in the Garan God did not retreat and chose to surrender on the spot.

"See my god! My god is above!"

The moment they saw Guan Yu, this group of miscellaneous soldiers bowed down quietly. They are the people of God, they fight for God, and where God is, their home is there.

Thousands of Galan God believers knelt down in front of Guan Yu. They were thin and lacked armor and weapons, but their eyes were burning with the flame of faith, which was a distorted will willing to burn everything for the god they believed in. Everything, their ego, belongs to the god of worship.

Guan Yu's eyes were full of pity, these are poor people, and now he is taking the position of God as a human being, he can clearly feel the twisted will of these people, that's why he accepts them with confidence.

To be proud of the superior but not inferior is to put loyalty first.

With a little armament, they are the best servants. What they can explode for Guan Yu is not only the limit, but the burning of life.

Guan Yu knew at the first sight of these people that these people would not live long, and their last wish was only one, and that was to die for God.

Guan Yu didn't know what to say, but he accepted these people and armed them with the most suitable equipment.

Some of them can't even support a fine armor.

(End of this chapter)