Exile opening: I won with the Universal Maker

Chapter 103 The Emergence of the Iron Face Army
Shen Yuexi stood on the top of Langya Pass, condescendingly looking down at the Xirong camp three miles away.

Under the livid sky, nearly a thousand white tents were densely lined up in the Xirong camp.The flag fluttered in the wind, and wisps of cooking smoke rose in the camp, which was pulled crookedly by the morning wind.

This was the first time she saw a military camp with a scale of [-] people in reality, and she couldn't help but click her tongue.

The Xirong Wan team arrived last night.I thought that the enemy would charge up directly like the previous thousand-man team.As a result, they camped unhurriedly and rested overnight.

"When the army goes out, there is a way to advance and retreat," Xiao Zhuo stood beside her, looking at the barracks in the distance, "the enemy's general is not a rash and reckless person like Dan Muji."

Shen Yuexi reached out and grabbed Xiao Zhuo's sleeve: "Husband, I'm a little nervous..."

It would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

Although she made the crossbow and the soldiers also practiced how to use it, it is not yet known how effective it will be when it is actually used in battle.If they could not resist the army of Xirong, the more than [-] sergeants would be wiped out, and the nearly [-] people in Xiaogang Village would not be spared either.

Xiao Zhuo turned to look at her, smiled, and raised her hands to tighten the loose cloak at her neckline:
"It's windy on the top of the mountain, so don't catch a cold."

Shen Yuexi froze for a moment, at this juncture, Xiao Zhuo was still in the mood to pay attention to her cloak.

The man's expression was as calm and composed as ever, just like when he was dueling with Xiao Beiheng.Now facing Xi Rong's [-] army, he is still the same.I don't know what material he is made of, and how he can be so calm.

"My lord, look."

Song Zhen jumped off a boulder nearby and pointed at the Xirong camp with his feather fan.

I saw a war horse galloping out of the Xirong camp, and immediately a person sat on it, pulling up a cloud of dust and galloping towards this side.

"It's the envoy we sent in the morning." Xiao Zhuo said in a deep voice.

When the horse was about to reach the pass, Shen Yuexi suddenly exclaimed, turned around and plunged into Xiao Zhuo's arms, not daring to look down again.

The messenger is strapped to the saddle, the head is gone.

"Why?" Shen Yuexi tightly grasped Xiao Zhuo's arm, her anger gradually overwhelmed her fear, "Why did they even kill the unarmed envoy?"

It is common for the two armies to send envoys to each other before the official battle.But killing messengers is less common.

"This is a statement from the enemy," Xiao Zhuo put his arms around her shoulders expressionlessly, "meaning that he does not agree to retreat and will kill all of us."

"Then let them bring their horses over," Shen Yuexi looked up angrily at the Xirong Camp, "Taste the power of the Liannu."

As if responding to her, the Xirong camp sounded a low-pitched horn, and then the camp gate opened, and the Xirong infantry poured out of the camp like opening a gate to release water, forming a phalanx.

"Master Pei!"

With the breathless shout, Yang Cong ran to Xiao Zhuo, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Ms. Pei ordered the craftsmen to make... iron... what is the iron?"

"Iron mask." Shen Yuexi reminded Yang Cong who was scratching his head and thinking hard.

"That's right, the iron mask has been distributed to the soldiers."

"Very good," Xiao Zhuo hugged Shen Yuexi with all his strength.Turning to Song Zhen said, "Ready to fight."

The sergeants behind the bunker on the mountainside put down the crossbows in their hands, put the iron masks they had just received on their heads one after another, and tied them behind their heads with ropes.

This kind of iron mask is not a common helmet in ancient times, but a thin piece of iron, the size of an adult's face, with two round holes in the eyes for observation, so it is more appropriate to call it an iron mask.It was Shen Yuexi who came up with a whim while watching the sergeants practicing Liannu, and went to the Aikou workshop to order the craftsmen to cast it with the remaining iron ingots.

She found that the sergeants with repeating crossbows were all hiding behind bunkers that were nearly half a person high, and they could shoot with their heads exposed.The only danger is the head.To protect the job.

The production process is simple, just smash the red-hot iron ingot flat with a hammer, and then dig out two holes.She didn't use a universal manufacturing machine, but asked the blacksmiths to actually build a batch, and it was not until this time that they were all built.

The only fly in the ointment is that some villagers' children have no organization and discipline, and take a pen to scribble on the cooled iron armor, so that each armor is painted gaudyly.

After Meng Yue picked up an iron mask and put it on, he found that the iron sheet was very thin, so it didn't feel heavy.This kind of face shield is useless for close combat, and its main purpose is to protect the opponent's bow and arrow.

When marching and fighting, as long as it can save your life, it is a good thing.None of these generals and soldiers had armor on their bodies, and now that they had this, his confidence immediately surged.

"Brothers," Meng Yue looked at the Xirong infantry who were coming in formation in the distance, and shouted, "the enemy has come to your door, hold your weapons tightly. Anyone who escapes will have an arrow stuck in the back of his head , face the enemy, and never retreat!"

"Facing the enemy, never retreat!" All the sergeants shouted together.

Shen Yuexi, who was on the top of the mountain, heard his blood boil, and raised his hands and shouted: "Face the enemy, and never retreat!"

The clear and pleasant voice echoed through the Wolf Fang Pass accompanied by the shouts of hundreds of people.

Meng Yue became excited when he heard that, stood up and shouted: "Brothers, look at me. I, Meng Yue, stand here today, vowing to die..."

Before he finished speaking, the crowd burst into suppressed laughter.

Meng Yue looked at everyone, a little puzzled.I clearly spoke impassionedly, why did everyone still laugh?
Qiu Liming who was at the side looked at his face and burst out laughing.With him taking the lead, the sergeants no longer had any scruples, and laughed loudly.

Meng Yue suddenly realized, and quickly took off the iron mask to have a look.I don't know which naughty child it was, but he drew an archery target with a pen skillfully, with a red heart...

Xiao Zhuo smiled to Shen Yuexi: "Yuexi, this idea you came up with is very good. From now on, my army will wear this kind of iron mask. The enemy can't see the sergeant's expression, but it will have the effect of deterring the enemy's mentality. "

"Then name it Iron Face Army." Shen Yuexi suggested.

"Very good." Xiao Zhuo looked down at the battlefield with his hands behind his back, "The Xirong people have begun to attack."

The first wave of enemies consisted of [-] infantry armed with knives and round shields. They began to advance under the pressure of a thousand archers arrayed by long snakes behind them.

"Everyone, wait for the enemy to enter the fifty-step range," Qiu Liming shouted, "Our arrows are limited, so be careful to aim at the parts that the enemy cannot protect..."

"General, the enemy has shot arrows!" A sergeant shouted.

A row of arrows shot up from the Xirong army formation, drew an arc in the air, and flew towards the pass.

"Hide well!" Meng Yue shouted.

A thousand feathered arrows rained down on the hiding place of the soldiers, hit the rocks, and penetrated the soil.Make a tinkling sound.

Meng Yue hid behind a rock and was unscathed.After the rain of arrows stopped, he shouted, "Anyone hit by arrows?"

"no!"

"Safe, rest assured, General."

Seeing that none of the soldiers were harmed, Meng Yue felt relieved and shouted: "Get ready."

Their advantage is that they hide on mountains rather than flat ground, and there are rocks and pits for hiding.If it was on flat ground, the enemy's arrow rain, even with shield protection, would still result in many casualties.

The Xirong infantry was already approaching under the cover of this round of arrow rain, and charged up with their swords raised and shouts.

"Seventy steps." A sergeant in the formation was in charge of reporting the number loudly.

"Sixty steps."

"Fifty steps!"

The two hundred Liannu that had been waiting for a long time were launched.

The first round was ten arrow bursts.

(End of this chapter)