A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 812

In front of the first low wall of No. A[-], those hungry soldiers were already in a mess. Under the attack of the defenders' bird guns, bows and arrows, stone throwing, three-eyed guns, etc., they didn't know what to do. Amid the whistling of arrows, people screamed and fell down from time to time.

Many people ran around like headless chickens, just looking for a safe place to hide, because there are some small slopes of earth cliffs of varying heights on the slope, which can roughly avoid projectiles and arrows, so many people lie on the cliff slopes Next, they held their heads and did not dare to move.

Faced with this situation, the old thieves with swords and shields among the hungry soldiers could do nothing. They were still the key targets of the defenders behind the low wall, and they hurriedly looked for places to hide, not daring to move a little.

The infantry of the brigade was squeezed behind the hungry soldiers. Due to the terrain, some people even lined up on the plateau opposite the ditch.

Looking around, the entire Yuanwanggou defense line was like this, and the massive offensive of the Liu thieves had become a farce.In this terrain, the traditional tactics of hungry soldiers in front and infantry in the back made the attack of the bandits no threat to the defenders.

The hungry soldiers were armed with spears and sticks, without the slightest long-range attack ability. Even if some of them rushed forward bravely, the ladder cliff in front of them was at least one foot high, and some were even as high as two or three feet. What can the low wall on the cliff, the ditch under the cliff, and the stick and spear in your hand do?
Unable to climb or hit, they can only become targets for the defenders on the low wall to throw stones with their bows and arrows.

Some of the old thieves among them mostly had knives and shields, and they also had no long-range attack ability. The supervising infantry of the brigade had bows, arrows and firearms, but they were all crowded at the back, and they couldn't play a role.

That's why the current offensive of the rogues was a big miscalculation. The crowd tactics they were proud of, using human lives to fill the opponent's position, couldn't be used in this terrain. No matter how many of them there were, they couldn't exert the slightest advantage.

The hungry soldiers in front of each line of defense were rushing forward, no one knew what to do, and the defenders were all nervous, they aimed at the enemy in front of them, and knocked them all down to the ground like a target.

The slope path in front of No. A[-] was already full of enemy corpses in disorder, and the blood under each corpse was flowing, exuding a disgusting smell of blood in the slowly rising temperature.

Looking at the chaotic situation in front of him, the armor commander of the Jingbian army who supervised the battle knew that the time for the spearmen to fight had come. Although the firearms were powerful, but to make the enemy really fearful, they had to fight at a close distance, otherwise the opponent would always have a fluke mentality of contempt.

Just at this time, he got the order from the plateau, and immediately he looked at the general of the new army, and ordered: "The spearmen are ready, ready to fight at any time!"

The new army always saw the situation on the battlefield. He knew that a big victory was in front of him. He breathed heavily, nodded heavily, and shouted loudly: "Pikemen are ready!"

"Tiger!"

All the spearmen inside the low wall let out a loud shout, and they paused their guns, feeling their blood boil.

They are all the most elite gunmen in the department, all of them are equipped with iron helmets, arms and armor inlaid with iron cotton, but they only watch the bird gunmen in the department show their skills, and they can throw some stones at the thieves under the wall at most, and they have long been unwilling Lonely, eager to play.

At this time, they finally received the order to attack, and they were all excited, anxious and excited. They quickly lined up in units of five according to the orders of the officers.

"Attack!"

Finally, the commander of the Jingbian army who supervised the battle waved his hand, and the general manager of the new army immediately yelled loudly.

"Wan Sheng!"

First, a group of spearmen howled and rushed out from the gap reserved in the low wall, followed by the rest.

They use Wu as a unit and use the small three talents battle formation. In each team, the leader of each team is at the front and is the regular soldier.One spearman on each side, protecting the corporal and attacking at the right time.There are also two spearmen at the end, for support, for preparation, and to reinforce any direction at any time.

The Shaanxi New Army received training according to the Jingbian Army drills, and there were regulations no matter how they fought or defended, and the same was true for this kind of mountain warfare.In particular, the elite veterans of the Jingbian Army were in charge of the battle, and immediately he found the most suitable tactic for this time: a small three-talent formation with Wu as the unit.

The gunmen rushed out of the low wall, and in front of them were densely packed bandits and hungry soldiers. They were in a mess, some were running, some were shouting, some were trying to escape, and some were lying motionless on the ground. There are also hungry soldiers in the rear, driven by the rogue infantry, who are desperately squeezing in.

A path that is not wide, and the slope on the side, are full of figures, corpses on the ground, blood, struggling and moaning wounded, and the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, forming a scene of absurd and cruel battlefield.

The sudden appearance of the spearmen and soldiers also caused an extremely surprised and terrified scream. Although the hungry soldiers outside were in a panic, as long as they avoided the blows of the defenders on the wall, there was some psychological comfort. The bloody fight at a distance has unimaginably shocked their psychology.

The spearmen in battle rushed down the path. They blushed and roared, pointing their spears obliquely at the enemy. They were far less calm than they looked on the outside. Although they had been trained for a long time, they had never fought the enemy face to face. , It is impossible to say that you are not nervous.

But looking at the panicked enemies in front of them, they inevitably have some psychological advantages, so don't be afraid, because the thieves in front of them are even more afraid.

The situation on the battlefield did not allow them to think too much, and soon, the spearmen who rushed out of the first corps ran into a group of frightened hungry soldiers head-on.

The corporal leader was facing a middle-aged wandering starving soldier. Seeing that he was full of fear, holding a spear in his hand, he seemed to want to run away, but at the same time wanted to fight.Before he could think about it, the corporal leader had already rushed down the path, with smoke and dust under his feet, and the spear in his hand was shining coldly, and suddenly pierced his throat.

The heavy force caused the tip of the spear to come out of his throat, and after stirring, a puff of blood mist emerged. The middle-aged hungry soldier opened his eyes wide. He clutched his throat and fell to his knees. Blood continued to flow from his fingertips. poured out.He trembled violently, and slowly the gray of death appeared in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking before he died.

On the right side of the corporal is a young spearman, and he is facing a young hungry soldier with a stick. This hungry soldier is very young, maybe only sixteen or seventeen years old, younger than him.Seeing the frightened look in the starving soldier's eyes, the spearman hesitated for a moment, maybe the man in front of him was just a poor man who was being coerced, and he didn't take the initiative to follow the thief.

It's just that there is no room for mercy on the battlefield, and he can't show mercy in battle, so the spearman hesitated for a moment, and stabbed firmly with the long spear in his hand.When he pierced the hungry soldier's heart, he also pierced an obstacle in his heart. At this moment, he was no longer a rookie recruit, but a veteran who had truly seen blood.

More and more spearmen rushed out of the low wall. They instinctively spread out according to the code of conduct, forming a horizontal formation with the team as the unit, taking care not to let any team go too far ahead, and then merged into a torrent of spears, along the path , slope, impact down.

Their attack became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Compared with bow and arrow firearms, face-to-face combat is more bloody and cruel, and requires greater courage.Although there were only a hundred spearmen fighting, and the rogues outside had an absolute advantage, but they were in a panic and unorganized. How could they be the combination of these spearmen?
As they stabbed, the spears in their hands pierced the enemy's body continuously, and the blood was soaring. What could be heard in their ears was the puffing puffing sound of the spear piercing the flesh, as well as the extremely shrill howls of the stabbed people.The feeling of being stabbed by a spear is by no means much better than being hit by a bullet, especially after being punctured in the internal organs, the pain is really worse than life.

Panic spread, and finally, those hungry soldiers collapsed, and no suppression could stop them from fleeing. They screamed and fled desperately down the hillside.

Fear made them forget everything. Anyone who dared to stop them from escaping was an enemy. Even the infantry veterans who were usually afraid of them would knock them down to the ground without hesitation at this moment, and then stepped over them.The pawns who suppressed the supervisor were helpless, and the clever people turned around and ran away, so as not to be dragged into the chaotic crowd.People who are half a beat behind are quickly drawn into the waves, waiting for them is an involuntary fate.

The collapse was only in an instant, and there was a lot of wailing on the slope. Countless people ran around like headless chickens. causing greater confusion.

Under the impact of the gunmen, all the thieves before No. A[-] were running away. They ran all over the mountains and plains. Climb back to the original top.Some people fled from the upper and lower ends of the ditch, hoping to escape alive.

But most people are still crowded on the mountain road, especially the ditch is densely packed with people, but the road is so narrow and the ditch is not wide, more and more people are crowded together, they push each other, some people escaped by chance , Some people were pushed to the ground, crying and screaming, it is unknown how many people were trampled to death on the spot.

The defenders in front of the low wall were stunned. The bandits were defeated like this, and they were defeated so shockingly that it is most appropriate to describe them as defeated like a mountain.It was still the commander of the Jingbian army who was supervising the battle, who was calm. He ordered the battalion commander to let the battalion killer team guarding the line of defense attack immediately, and expand the results of the battle.

Those battalion soldiers looked at the battle situation in front of them and were eager to try. They couldn't hold back, so they rushed out with howls. Compared with the spearmen of the new army, they looked messy and unorganized, but they were also imposing. Their joining, It also increased the panic of those hungry soldiers...

This kind of defeat didn't just happen in No. [-], the terrified cries of the thieves when they fled were heard from other defense lines. In the end, the entire Yuanwanggou defense line seemed to be covered with such cries and wailing sounds. The formation of sound waves can be described as thrilling.

The opposite plateau was quiet, and all the intruders looked at the defeat in disbelief. This situation was unexpected to them, and they didn't even know how to react.

The drums sounded, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. More and more officers and soldiers rushed down from the plateau slope, and followed the defenders in front to chase and kill those fleeing hungry soldiers. They chased the rout soldiers uphill and rushed to the plateau slope. go up.

……

The cheers finally came to an end. The commander of the Jingbian army who was in charge of the battle, accompanied by the commander of the new army and the commander of the battalion, walked out of the low wall defense line. The army is retreating.

Depending on the situation, after this big defeat, at least the bandits will not attack again today.

As for the pursuit battle just now, if the top of the plateau was not densely covered with archers and gunmen who broke into the camp, the pursuers would even chase to the opposite plateau, but the current results are enough.

He looked around, some of the new troops were vomiting, but more people were cleaning the battlefield while discussing the war with others cheerfully.He smiled. After today's battle, many people in the new army will obviously become qualified veterans.

He was about to look down the slope when footsteps sounded, and a group of officers came from the road, but it was Han Kaihui, the commander in chief, as well as the new army commander Qian and the battalion guerrilla who were in charge of the defense of No. [-] Jia.

He hurriedly saluted, Han Kaihui returned the salute slightly, and asked him to lead the crowd to continue cleaning the battlefield, while he, Gao Guerrilla and Yang Qianzong continued to walk down the road.

The slopes and trails here are full of corpses, some of which are in hideous shapes. Judging from the wounds on their bodies, it is obvious that they were shot to death by firecrackers or stabbed to death by spears. unimaginable pain.The further you went down, the more corpses there were, blood was everywhere on the slope, and some loess surfaces were soaked into swamps, and the dark brown blood gave off an unpleasant smell in the sun.

When he was about to reach the edge of the ditch, Han Kaihui's footsteps suddenly paused, and Gao Gueran's tsk-tut sounded in his ear: "It's miserable enough."

Then I heard Yang Qianzong said in a low voice: "Yes..."

I saw layers of corpses in front of me, spreading along the path beside the ditch to the opposite slope. Many corpses had rotten intestines, and their internal organs flowed all over the ground. Obviously, they were all trampled to death, and some corpses even had their heads crushed. Step into a broken watermelon shape.On the faces of some of the dead who remained relatively intact, there was still incomparable fear and pain.

In that ditch, there was originally some ditch water, but there was not much water in the ditch, after all, the weather was dry.But at this time, there was a red pond inside, and a lot of corpses were soaked and floated up, and blood water kept coming from the upper reaches, carrying some corpses down the ditch.

The pool of blood from the dead has turned the Yuanwang ditch into a turbulent blood ditch.

(End of this chapter)