Horse on the World

Chapter 417 Login
[-] elite troops from the northern army rushed forward, followed by [-] newly attached troops. This was the largest possible force that Lu Jiawen could put on this gentle slope. Lu Jiawen already knew all the will to rush forward, the opponent's generals were just like himself, they were all leading the elite, and wanted to establish the battle situation in one fell swoop.The speed of the opponent's stone bullets is several times that of our own. If we put too many troops on this gentle slope, we are very likely to suffer heavy losses from the opponent's long-range attack. But at this time, Lu Jiawen didn't consider this issue at all. At this time, The trebuchets in the bunker had to suppress the opponent's landing ships and could not hit the enemy troops in the crescent formation, but the opponent's trebuchets could unscrupulously attack their own counterattack troops.

The threat of death will make these soldiers realize that only by getting involved with the enemy can they effectively stop the opponent's long-range strikes, and they will forcefully squeeze the enemy into the river as they frantically advance in order to survive.As for how much the price will be spread so far, it is not within his consideration at the moment. At the beginning of the war, the stockade on Baima Mountain has already begun to send reinforcements below, and the people he loses here can be quickly replaced there.

Lu Jiawen's strategy was quite successful. The threat of death greatly aroused the desire of his soldiers to fight. It is possible to survive if they go forward, as long as they kill the enemies in front of them or squeeze them into the river, and stay where they are, they will die. Under the devastating blow of the enemy's long-range weapons, the stone bullets fell on the gentle slope. Even if they did not hit directly, the stone bullets weighing tens of kilograms rolled down were enough to grind a bloody alley.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the enemies in the front row almost jumped onto the chariot. The iron spear protruding from the front of the chariot directly pierced the shield. The soldier was squeezed by his comrades behind him and jumped forward involuntarily. , and strung himself on the iron spear, the blood of the corpse nailed to the chariot flowed out, and in an instant, in front of the new moon formation, there was already a river of blood.

The spear kept poking out, retracting, poking out, and retracting again. Behind the chariot, the soldiers of the Marine Corps moved almost mechanically. They were getting higher and higher, while the enemy was still howling crazily, jumping up from the high mountain of corpses, and rushing towards the death zone in front of them without fear of death.

The crescent chariot formation began to distort, deform, and be squeezed out of shape. Finally, the first enemy rushed into the chariot formation. Although he was killed immediately, the second, third, tenth, and first Hundreds, the crescent car formation was broken through, and the enemy rushed in, getting mixed up with the marines.

Zheng Zhiqiang threw away the spear and the iron shield in his hand, pulled out the waist knife with one hand, and pulled out the all-steel dagger prepared by the marines from the boot with the other hand, and shouted: "Fight to the last stand, if you win, you will die, kill!"

The marines who landed on the beach knew that less than two hundred paces behind them was the fast-flowing Tuojiang River. Nail it in place and keep the distance of two hundred steps, so that the reinforcements behind you can come to reinforce you continuously. Even if the vanguard is dead, as long as you stick to it until the follow-up troops land, it means victory, and it means that they died well. up.

Like Zheng Zhiqiang, all the marines threw away the cumbersome spears and shields in their hands in an instant, pulled out their waist knives and daggers, and shouted wildly: "Fight to the last stand, win or die!" On the other hand, fight with the enemy together.

The two groups of red-eyed soldiers are no longer human beings. It is more appropriate to say that they are wounded beasts. The Dingzhou Marine Corps in blue uniforms has been drastically reduced to less than 500 people at this time, but they still Nailed in place, firmly guarding the beach of two hundred paces.

Lu Jiawen stared at the bluish mass, and lost his mind for a moment. In a trance, those blue Dingzhou soldiers seemed to him to be a blue wild beast surrounded by his own superior force. Not advancing but retreating, fierce and unusual, this is the first time Lu Jiawen saw soldiers throwing away their protective shields in battle, every move was a desperate fight, he didn't care about his own life or death at all, but only cared about whether he could survive The guy who kills the opponent.

He once again invested 1000 soldiers. At this time, nearly half of the [-] soldiers he had invested earlier had been lost.

Zheng Zhiqiang and his subordinates are able to persevere until now. In addition to the consistent domineering and ruthless Dingzhou soldiers, their superior equipment also plays a vital role. The Marine Corps is equipped with the best Weapons, the equipment of the [-] Marine Corps can almost be compared with the few special forces in Dingzhou. The whole body is covered with iron helmets, waist knives made of high-quality iron, and freshly made daggers with deep grooves.

Especially this kind of slotted all-steel dagger, it doesn't care about the opponent's iron armor at all. When the dagger is pulled out, a line of blood is marked out, even if the injured soldier covers it vigorously. Even though the wound was closed, the blood was still spurting out at a terrifying speed, instantly staining a bloody man.Even if he was lucky for a while and was not killed on the spot, he would die of excessive blood loss after a while.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Zheng Zhiqiang yelled wildly, blood was splattered all over his body, and he didn't know whether it was the enemy's or his own. He was extremely fierce and rushed forward dozens of steps, abruptly squeezing the crowd full of blood. The enemy poked a gap.

No matter how brave the soldiers of the Marine Corps are, they can't stop the enemies from rushing forward. When Zheng Zhiqiang saw densely packed enemies appearing on the top of the gentle slope, his face changed, "Mom, I'm going to die here today!" It is!" he yelled inwardly.

A group of warships approached the beach under the attack of trebuchets, and more than a thousand marines and more Zeng's troops rushed forward.Seeing the second batch of enemy troops landed, and the two hundred paces of beach was still firmly in their hands, Lu Jiawen turned pale, grabbed the big knife beside him, and shouted loudly, "Rush up and drive them down the river!" Branch." The defenders in the White Horse Fort, led by Lu Jiawen, came out in full force.

At the same time, Zheng Zhiyuan in the middle of the river was also ordering loudly: "The whole army will anchor, approach and shoot, and the whole army will grab the beach!"

The second batch of soldiers who went ashore carried a dozen or so scorpion cannons, and quickly set up these extremely fast-firing ballistas on the river beach. reinforcements.On the surface of the river, the ships had given up suppressing the shooting of the catapults at White Horse Fort. Instead, they kept firing the eight-ox crossbow and the catapults on the gentle slope while braving the stone bullets, turning it into a dead zone. , Anyone who stepped into this area was either nailed to the ground by the eight-ox crossbow, or was smashed to pieces by stone bullets falling from the sky.

Zheng Zhiqiang's advance troops, who were already so thin that they could be easily pierced, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The follow-up reinforcements passed them and rushed into the enemy.

Zheng Zhiqiang, who breathed a sigh of relief, immediately felt that his muscles were sore and his bones were limp, his hands were numb, his legs went limp, and he was already sitting in a pool of blood, feeling powerless all over his body. But it seemed to weigh a thousand catties, not to mention lifting it, even moving it was extremely difficult.

Two soldiers held him back, and at the same time, the surviving beach troops of less than 400 were rescued to the river beach behind them. Grabbing up the gentle slope step by step, the beachhead was gradually expanded, and they all laughed triumphantly. Although their bodies were aching all over after laughing, they still couldn't help laughing.

Zheng Zhiqiang lay sprawled on the ground, opened his mouth wide, like a fish out of water, desperately breathing in the fresh air, at this moment, Zheng Zhiyuan, who had stepped ashore, walked up to him and looked at him with a smile , kicked him lightly with the toe of his boot, "Well done, you're worthy of being the son of our Zheng family, you didn't disgrace your brother, well done!"

Zheng Zhiqiang didn't have the strength to get up, but he raised his arms high, gave a thumbs up, and made a gesture towards himself.

"If you say you're fat, you'll be panting!" Zheng Zhiyuan laughed, and turned to look at Xu Po, his soldiers had already reached the top of the hill.

Lu Jiawen stared straight at his soldiers who were driven back like ducks, and suddenly became furious, swiping his knife and beheading several soldiers who had fled from him, "Kill back, don't run away!"

"General!" A few soldiers around shouted: "General, I can't stand it anymore, retreat back to the fort and stick to it!"

"Fart!" Lv Jiawen yelled, "I lost the beach, with this small fortress, keep a fart, and kill me!" Just as he was shouting wildly, a scorpion cannon flew over, killing the body of a soldier beside him. His head was immediately smashed into a watermelon, his brain was white and blood was red, he sprayed Lu Jiawen all over his body, but it was the Dingzhou soldiers who set up these easy-to-move scorpion crossbows on the top of the slope, and they were shooting at the fleeing Northern army. A few soldiers yelled, and they held Lu Jiawen who was insane, and ran towards White Horse Fort like flying.

Before the reinforcements from Baimazhai could be put into use, the beachhead was lost and fell into the hands of the Dingzhou army. They had no choice but to retreat back to Baimabao along with Lu Jiawen, leaving the village with nearly 3000 troops.

Zheng Zhiyuan stepped on the top of the gentle slope with his combat boots, looked at the Baima Fort hundreds of steps away from him, with a sneer on his face, the change of hands at the beach meant that Baimadu had already fallen into his hands, with this small fort, How can you stop your own steps.

"The entire army, after an hour, storm the White Horse Fort!" Zheng Zhiyuan ordered. In this beachhead battle, the Marine Corps lost a lot. The 700 Marine Corps who went ashore earlier lost nearly 300 people, and almost all of the remaining 3000 people With injuries, he will lose combat power in a short period of time, and his navy and marines, which have a total of no more than [-] people, lost one-third of them in the first battle. Commander Deng Peng must be in pain for a few days. From Zheng Zhiyuan's point of view, these sacrifices were totally worthwhile. After winning Baimadu, Baliji almost lost its effect, and he could attack him calmly from both land and water.

(End of this chapter)