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Chapter 483 An Ordinary Battle ([-])

At the same time, at a distance of about 400 meters from the place where Fan Zhu died in battle, Xu Feng didn't know that his deputy division commander had died.

But even if he knew, Dingtian would just sigh.

Then what to do, just keep doing it.

The reason is very simple. A temporary line of defense formed by two or three members of the Hundred Division under his leadership was also broken through after holding on for at most 2 minutes.

And under the impact of the golden cavalry, a group of subordinates suffered heavy casualties, and they were all about to die here.

The difference is that a veteran is a veteran after all, especially a senior veteran like Xu Feng who joined the team at the first system mission and persisted until now.

Facing the scene where all the men around him were killed or injured, the golden cavalry rushed into the camp like a tidal wave.

To say that Xu Feng, with only a horse in his hand, can stand still in the face of the impact like a boulder in a flood, is completely bragging.

But Xu Feng, who weighed 47.1 kilograms and had several layers of heavy armor, was as nimble as a monkey at this moment.

Using some corpses on the ground as obstacles, Xu Feng kept dodging the direct collisions of those cavalrymen, not to mention the weapons he called over.

Every time the sharp horse spear in his hand greeted him from time to time, he counterattacked his opponent.

Or let a war horse have to neigh and fall to the ground because its neck was cut deeply; before the fallen knight stood up, he was stabbed to death by Xu Feng.

Or after passing by Xu Feng, those war horses rushed five or six steps away.

Suddenly, the knight above fell from the horse like a wooden stake.

At this time, you can see that there is a deep and long wound on the chest, abdomen, waist, or back of these knights.

A large amount of blood is pouring out of it.

It was all in a very short period of time, the sharp tip of the horse's lance in Xufeng's hand, with the help of the speed of the opponent's horse, easily achieved a killing effect.

It can be said that at this moment, Xu Feng has completely brought into full play the level that a senior veteran should have.

It proved that so much time in the training field and the bloody battle experience of dying several times are not wasted at all.

Of course!The real situation was far less relaxed than what Xu Feng showed on the surface.

On the one hand, the current battle process is completely dancing on the tip of the knife. Every time he dodges a golden cavalry rushing over, it is full of unspeakable danger.

As long as Xu Feng is a little careless, it may be the result of falling to the ground and dying.

In order to deal with such a situation, Xu Feng has actually used the "Mozi's Five Elements Breathing Method", a secret method that exploded, which greatly increased the quality of all aspects of the body.

If there is no such improvement in all aspects, he is afraid that he will be brought down long ago.

On the other hand, such a high-intensity battle consumes Xu Feng's physical strength astonishingly; the burst time of any secret method is also quite limited, only five or six minutes at most.

Therefore, the current performance of Xu Feng's flirtatiousness will not last long at all.

If no miracle happens, his life will also enter the countdown.

It's just that in such a process, what Xu Feng cared about the most in his heart was not whether he could survive, and how long could he survive?
It's about whether the circular battle formation under his command has been formed. Is this kind of brain-slapping tactic effective?
And if Hu Biao sent reinforcements to support after receiving the request for help, would there be time?

It's a pity that he is facing amazing pressure now, and he can't even turn his head to take a look. He can only pray silently in his heart...

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I don't know if Xu Feng's prayers have worked, but the situation on the right-wing front in Zhuxian Town can still be maintained.

First of all, relying on hundreds of people including Xu Feng and Fan Zhu, the soldiers of the third division of the Great Song and New Army did not waste the precious time gained by risking their lives.

Among them, the first and second, the two infantry regiments, retreated some distance in the fastest time.

There was a burst of running in the mouth, and the soldiers who were still panting, shoulder to shoulder, leaned tightly together, forming one circle after another.

If you look down from a high altitude, there are a total of about thirty of these circular formations every seven or eighty meters.

It is equivalent to saying that these small circular formations form an irregular large circular formation.

Each of the small circles is like the gears of a clock. They are independent but affect each other.

And in each circular formation, after the sharp bayonets and armor-piercing cone spears in the hands of the soldiers in the outer circle were raised high, they were basically hedgehogs with no dead ends.

In the middle position, there are three or four big-waisted grenadiers, who are unscrewing the safety cover of each grenade, and pulling out the fuse.

In addition, there are about twenty hunters and musketeers, desperately loading their muskets.

When they hurriedly finished loading and put the barrels on the shoulders of those comrades in front of them, a group of golden cavalry had already killed them.

Just as Hu Biao and the others hoped to see, facing such a dense formation of hedgehogs, the Golden Cavalry did not choose to directly bump into them.

Instead, they got a horse bow from the saddle one after another, or took some throwing weapons in their hands.

When planning to rush past these battle formations, he greeted these things; in fact, it was equivalent to adopting a cavalry and shooting tactic commonly used by light cavalry, which is not unusual at all.

It's just that if this happens, the golden cavalry who rushed over in a dense manner will be diverted unconsciously.

They were divided into more than a dozen cavalry, and the number of each one was no longer terrifying, and the formation was also stretched and thinned.

Secondly, after a group of golden cavalry diverted, they rushed through the gap between the two circles, slapping their horses.

The bows and arrows in his hands, various throwing weapons, etc., also greeted them as planned.

At such a distance, the heavy arrows in their hands were already able to pierce the iron face of the new army's face.

Not to mention the throwing axes that are swirling over, or throwing weapons such as throwing guns, iron bones, and meteor hammers; these terrible things can make the recruited soldiers fall on the spot as long as they hit the vital points.

But during this process, there was a sound of gunfire that was no longer in order.

One by one, the golden cavalry also fell off their horses one after another; God is fair, at the current distance, the musketeers' aim became more accurate.

If each of the thrown grenades exploded, the killing effect would be even better.

At least one grenade can bring down two or three golden cavalrymen.

At the same time, every circular formation is being adjusted indiscriminately. When someone falls down after being hit, the personnel on both sides of the gap will immediately approach spontaneously.

While shrinking the size of the round formation, it can still maintain the integrity of the formation.

Generally speaking, such a circular formation tactic played a certain role in the first actual combat.

Although the casualty exchange ratio between the Golden Cavalry and the New Army has reached an unprecedented 1:2; that is to say, to kill one Golden Cavalry, at least two New Army soldiers will die.

But compared to the situation where the whole army was crushed by the cavalry and everyone fell into a situation of fighting on their own, this is already much better...

Not long after, the golden cavalry who rushed to the front had already rushed through the large formation composed of many small circle formations.

At this moment, these golden cavalrymen were secretly relieved, and the knights also breathed a sigh of relief.

Because they expected that after the Song people were dispersed, the scene where they were allowed to kill easily with the speed of their horses never happened.

On the contrary, every time gunshots and explosions sounded, someone on their side fell off the horse, which made them feel a little apprehensive.

Fortunately, they also understand that the number of these Song people is relatively limited. In the current situation where one of them can replace two or three opponents, as long as they charge a few more times, those weird circles will be completely messed up.

It was just when they were going to turn their horses around and charge again.

After bursts of brisk drumbeats sounded, rows of Song people who were as neat as a wall in front of them appeared one mile away with muskets in hand, and they were pressing towards them.

Those were soldiers from the third and fourth regiments, and they finally formed a battle line with companies as units and pushed over.

The standard line of swordsmen is in front, a line of spearmen is behind, and three lines of musketeers are in the end. There are five lines of battle formation in total.

Under the beat of military musicians' drums, they marched forward in neat steps, and the formation was not scattered at all.

These former traffickers and pawns, the countless sticks, soles of their feet, and roars they have endured for the first time in training in the past have finally come in handy at this moment...

(End of this chapter)