Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 339. Fierce Fight

"hold head high--"

In the chaos, an elephant ridden by King Mulu was eventually hit. Before the attack, Feng Xi specifically ordered the soldiers to concentrate their firepower to attack these elephants. Naturally, the soldiers of the Shenwu Camp strictly followed the orders of their old superiors.

These grenadiers were almost all attacking the elephants, but many of them were not strong enough, and the elephants moved slowly, so they could not throw their weapons to the elephants. But someone was able to do it. A grenadier of the Han army threw an airburst grenade perfectly, which exploded directly on the head of the elephant in the front.

The violent explosion and flying fragments instantly covered the elephant in blood. However, the elephant was also very tough and did not fall down immediately after receiving such injuries. Instead, it completely ignored the command of the "elephant cavalry" rider on its back and ran around like crazy.

The previous explosion had frightened all the elephants, including the white elephant under King Mulu. Now that one of their "companions" had suddenly been injured and gone mad, these elephants became even more agitated, and many of them no longer obeyed the controls of the riders on their backs.

"Retreat, retreat! The Han army has magic, and we are no match for them!"

King Mulu was very familiar with the habits of his animals and knew that once an elephant went crazy, it would be impossible to stop it. Such a giant weighing several tons was no match for ordinary soldiers, who would basically only get scratched or killed.

King Mulu found that the elephants under his command had already shown signs of being out of control, so he hurriedly shouted loudly, wanting his men to retreat first. As for the agreement with Meng Huo, he had long forgotten it.

At this moment, whether from the perspective of selfishness or justice, King Mulu's decision is the right one.

Personally, those ordinary jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards are easy to catch, but these elephants are not easy to tame. This can be seen from the number of King Mulu's subordinates. There are more than a thousand jackals, wolves, tigers and leopards. Although most of them are jackals and wolves, the number of tigers and leopards is not too small.

As for the elephants, there were really only a few dozen of them. Even if the wolves, tigers and leopards were lost, it would not be too difficult to replenish them. After all, the dense forests of Yunnan and Burma during this period still maintained the appearance of primitive forests, with countless wild animals active in them.

But if you want to catch and tame an elephant, it depends not only on skills but also on luck. King Mulu doesn't want to gamble on such illusory luck.

From a public perspective, Meng Huo's army was currently following King Mulu's vanguard troops. If these elephants went crazy and trampled on everyone without distinguishing between friend and foe, Meng Huo would probably suffer heavy losses, and the blame would still be on King Mulu.

Moreover, if Meng Huo was ruthless enough to shoot his elephants, it would be even more costly.

Although King Mulu may not have thought so much, judging from the result, his decision was correct. It was a pity that the decision was made a little too late.

As the Han army slowly advanced like a meat grinder, the "firework shooters" who had appeared before once again came to the front line. With the assistance of their comrades beside them, countless arrows with burning fuses flew towards the army of King Mulu.

Arrows are different from projectiles and have a very long range. Although the lethality of those fireworks is not very good, it is more than enough to scare these brainless beasts.

“Whoosh—crackling!”

As the fireworks and rockets exploded one after another, the already restless beasts fell into complete fear and panic. Some elephants even threw off their riders. King Mulu's ability to control beasts was indeed not exaggerated. Although he could not control the giant elephant under his crotch, he had no problem lying on the elephant's back with his own ability. It was good news for King Mulu that he was not in danger of life for the time being. The bad news was that the Han army had taken advantage of the chaos and rushed into the Nanzhong Army.

The first to bear the brunt were the Bana Cave Barbarians who were originally the auxiliary soldiers of the beast army. Because King Mulu was very good at controlling beasts, these Barbarians did not need to engage in any fierce battles. They only needed the beasts to disrupt the enemy's formation and defeat the enemy's morale in the first wave, and then they would press forward to harvest.

This resulted in the fact that their combat capabilities as soldiers were undoubtedly very poor, even inferior to those of the Han Dynasty's county soldiers.

However, their long-term invincibility has also led to the fact that they are completely incapable of fighting against the wind. They are even unable to deal with the enemy's counterattack. Their combat capability has deteriorated extremely seriously, forming a path dependence of evil.

Now their comeuppance has come.

The soldiers of the Shenwu Camp led by Feng Xi and Bao Feng charged into the vanguard of King Mulu like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. After two years of fierce battles, the Jingzhou army had already become familiar with the new weapons developed by their own commander-in-chief, and they coordinated very well with each other, not to mention that Feng Xi had specially conducted coordination drills.

The grenadiers dared to throw homemade grenades when the two sides were still dozens of meters away from close combat, and then drew their hook guns and continued to fight;
The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion equipped with crossbows and divine arm crossbows naturally dispersed and merged into combat teams of ten to provide long-range fire support. Feng Xi also equipped these crossbowmen with short swords to put on their waists so that they would not be unable to fight back if someone got close to them.

As for Bao Feng and Feng Xi, with the support of the Han army combat teams around them one after another, they slaughtered the bewildered Banado barbarians like chopping melons and vegetables.

If King Mulu could still give some orders, the performance of these barbarians might have been better. Unfortunately, their cave master is now unable to take care of himself and is still trying to regain the sanity of the white elephant under his crotch. He has no time and energy to pay attention to the situation on the battlefield.

As the Han army advanced, they soon encountered those mad beasts. Some elephants had already turned their guns around and rushed towards the positions of Dongdana and Ahuinan behind them, but some rushed straight towards the Han army.

After all, they were all so scared that they couldn't decide where to run.

"Don't confront the elephant head-on! Grenadiers use Molotov cocktails!"

When Feng Xi saw that some soldiers of the Shenwu Camp were so stubborn as to challenge the elephant's strength, he quickly picked up his tin loudspeaker and told them not to do anything stupid out of excitement.

Fortunately, the discipline of the Shenwu Camp and Feng Xi's prestige were very good, so those soldiers of the Shenwu Camp who were eager to try calmed down and gave way to make a path for these rampaging beasts.

The Han army's grenadiers also followed Feng Xi's orders, took Molotov cocktails from their waists, lit them and threw them at these huge creatures.

"Boom! Crash! Ang!"

(End of this chapter)