The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 883 Strange Formation [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

It was not until the spears and stones were thrown that Maodun emerged from behind the shield guards to observe the battlefield.

Under the rain of arrows, spears and stones, the Donghu Qiaobashan camp had lost hundreds of people.

The formation was also somewhat disorganized.

On the other hand, the Bingzhou vanguard army's formation was still intact and they were advancing slowly.

"I wonder how the Zuo Xian King of Donghu will fight back?" Maodun looked at the banner of his own central army.

The Bingzhou army has entered their shooting range, but they don’t know what kind of counterattack the Donghu archers can make.

"Don't shoot arrows in counterattack!" Maodun didn't care how the Donghu fought back, he just gave strict orders not to allow the Mingdi Guard to fight back.

The Mingdi Guards held their breath. They were the elite of the Xiongnu and the royal guards, but they kept fleeing. Those of their comrades who didn't die at the hands of the Bingzhou soldiers died of hunger and cold. Now they came for revenge, but the Chanyu still wouldn't let them fight back.

"You'll know just by watching!" Maodun knew that Mingdi Wei was dissatisfied, but still did not allow them to take action.

"Swish, swish, swish~" Finally, the archers in Qiao Bashan's camp began to counterattack after the Bingzhou army entered the shooting range.

"Raise your shields!" The shield guards of the Red Flame Cavalry stopped immediately when they saw the heavy rain of arrows coming towards them, and protected their comrades behind the big shield.

All twelve members of the team worked together, hiding behind two shield guards and avoiding the Donghu's arrows.

"Ding ding ding~" The arrow hit the shield, making a metallic collision sound, and then fell to the ground helplessly.

"The enemy archers have been spotted. Everyone, follow Mingdi's orders and fire three rounds of rapid-fire arrows."

The captain of the Red Flame Cavalry's Archer Battalion looked at the place where the rain of arrows came from, smiled crookedly, raised the bow in his hand, strung the whistling arrow, and guided the archer in the direction of shooting.

"Chirp, chirp~" Several sharpshooters in the Shesheng Camp marked the position immediately and shot the whistling arrows in their hands to mark the range of the archers in the entire camp.

"Swish, swish, swish~" Before the rain of arrows from the Donghu landed on the ground, the rain of arrows from the Sheshengying had already been shot out. The two rains of arrows met in the air, looked at each other, and then fell in opposite directions.

"Ah~" The Donghu archers' position suffered a devastating blow in an instant.

There was no way. Whether in terms of weapons and equipment or the quality of the soldiers, as archers, they had a shorter range and slower shooting speed than the Shesheng Battalion.

However, they did not expect that the rain of arrows from the Bingzhou army, which had just been fired into the air, would burst out again when they counterattacked, and it seemed as if they were waiting for them.

"Stupid!" Maodun shook his head.

The rain of arrows fired by Bingzhou earlier were not shot by Bingzhou's elite archers at all, but only by the archers among the ten or five.

However, he did not expect that Zuo Xian Wang of Donghu would counterattack rashly without seeing the situation. The archers had no defense when shooting arrows, and the targets they hit were not consistent.

The target of Bingzhou Sheshengying was the enemy's archer unit, while the target of Donghu's archers was Bingzhou's front-line troops.

Therefore, the archers of the Donghu did not pose any threat to the archer troops of Bingzhou at all, but were instead subjected to targeted saturation attacks by the enemy.

Mingdiwei looked at their own archer unit that had suffered heavy losses, and finally understood why Maodun did not allow them to counterattack. If they had counterattacked rashly just now, they would probably have been rained down with arrows.

"Step slowly back and let them rush forward." Maodun continued to remind.

Now he has little influence and cannot control the situation on the battlefield, and Choibalsan's army will not listen to him.

The reason he came here was just to wait for the fall of Chobsan, and then take the opportunity to take away some of the defeated troops to strengthen his Mingdi Guard. Only when he becomes strong can he have a say in the next war.

So in the battle of Choibalsan, he had no intention of taking action at all.

"Beat the drums, charge!" Under the banner of the Red Flame Cavalry, Han Xin saw from his thousand-mile vision that the only archer unit that posed a threat to the vanguard infantry was destroyed. After estimating the distance between the two sides, he drew his sword and gave the order to charge.

"Boom, boom, boom~" War drums were struck, and the sound shook the whole area.

Under the protection of the shield guards, the vanguard infantry began to jog, gradually accelerated, and charged towards the front row of enemy soldiers. The spearmen had already placed their spears on the shoulders of the shield guards in front, pointing them diagonally at the enemies in front.

Behind the shield guards are the swordsmen, who are responsible for protecting their safety.

After the swordsmen and axemen were the spearmen, and after that were the archers and the commander.

The Donghu soldiers also launched a charge when the war drums sounded. Their long spears crossed in the air and stabbed towards the enemy camp. For a moment, the spears were like a forest, and the sounds of wailing and killing were endless.

The big shields collided with each other, but Bingzhou's big shield was thicker and wider, which could completely hide the soldiers behind the shield. At this time, the swordsman behind the shield guard also hugged the shield guard's waist and helped him raise the shield and push forward.

"One, two, three, knock him over!" the commander shouted. The shield guard pushed the shield forward desperately. Even though he could not see anything, he always held the shield tightly and pushed forward with both feet and hands at the same time. No matter what was in front of him, he just had to knock it down.

Finally, the opponent couldn't stand the pressure and fell to the ground, and the shield guard, who had no opponent, was unable to control his strength and fell into the opponent's camp.

But at this time, the swordsman and shieldman on both sides of the shield guard rushed out, blocking him on both sides with small round shields, protecting him in the middle, and the shield guard immediately drew the long sword at his waist and stabbed the enemy he had knocked down, and then picked up his big shield again, continuing to act as the front row, keeping the team's formation intact.

"Don't try to be brave, keep in formation and keep moving forward!" The commander said, holding back the sword and shield soldiers and axemen who were mad with anger.

On the battlefield, individual abilities are insignificant. If you cannot maintain formation and fight freely, then the chances of surviving are very slim.

The same order was carried out in each squad of the Red Flame Cavalry's vanguard infantry battalion. No one would be greedy for merit and advance recklessly, going deep into the enemy camp alone, as that would be seeking death.

A small flag officer also stood in the most conspicuous position, constantly conveying orders from their superiors, correcting the direction and target of the attack, and ensuring that the army continued to advance towards the correct line of defense.

"Terrible!" Maodun's eyes became serious as he looked at the Bingzhou army that rushed into the formation and completely tore apart the front line of Chobalshan.

He thought that Bingzhou was as good at cavalry combat as they were, and that the cavalry would determine the final victory. However, he did not expect that Bingzhou's infantry was also so elite, and the formation they adopted was something he had never seen before.

A team consists of twelve people, including a squad leader, a sergeant, two archers, a shield guard, two swordsmen, two spearmen, and two halberd men. The squad leader maintains command, while the sergeant is ready to provide support and play any role at any time.

Because of their mutual cooperation, they advanced without much loss. On the contrary, the frontline of the Donghu was like being swept by a strong wind, and was completely defeated in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)