Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 210
"General, do you want to take them down—" Seeing the raging fire on the battlefield, Li Yunshan suggested.

Lin Chuan replied: "I have now delegated the commanders to the various corps commanders, and it is up to them to decide whether to fight or retreat."

Robben, the deputy head of the army, wanted to say something, but when he saw Lin Chuan's stern face, he swallowed the words again. He squinted his eyes and looked at the bloody battlefield, wondering what he was thinking.

War has never been a child's game. War is cruel. As a qualified commander, not only requires strong combat power and excellent strategy, but more importantly, a hard heart.

Lin Chuan intends to train soldiers and generals during this siege battle, so he has delegated the command to each regiment. Except for some supply troops, there are some small troops that are not in scale, such as the Guards Battalion. , juvenile camp, death camp and more.

The battle ahead was fierce. In the early stage of the battle, the Nanchuan Army had successfully advanced two miles forward, destroying a large number of fortifications of the Dynasty Army and inflicting great damage on the defenders.

Now the dynasty army is lighting the kerosene, trying to block the Nanchuan army's offensive pace. Although the kerosene burns for a long time, it can allow the retreating dynasty army to re-establish a defense line, but Lin Chuan believes that the commanders of the various regiments will not give such an attack to the dynasty army. Chance.

On the battlefield, flesh and blood flew everywhere, huge stone bullets fell from the sky, and the arrows of the dynasty army were like locusts, constantly overturning Nanchuan soldiers to the ground.

Now the Nanchuan army is in a dilemma. There is a fire blocking the way ahead, and arrows and boulders are constantly falling from the sky. If they retreat now, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Sith's eyebrows were scorched by the flames, and his face was scorched black. He saw that the Nanchuan soldiers who had already rushed through the fire ditch were fighting with several times the number of enemies, and some people were chopped to the ground constantly.

The anger in Sith's heart was like magma. The cowardly soldiers of the dynasty would only bully the weak and fear the strong. They were beaten to the bum just now, but now they are fighting back, one by one like tigers and wolves.

"General Sith, let's build a wooden bridge!" The head of the Third Banner, Feng Qingyang, rushed to the angry Sith and shouted loudly.

Behind Feng Qingyang, a large number of soldiers rushed towards this side holding the dismantled fortification planks.

"Qingyang, you made another contribution!" Sith happily patted Feng Qingyang on the shoulder and said loudly.

As the planks were erected on the ditch, the angry Nanchuan soldiers rushed across the sea of ​​fire along the resolute bridge built by the planks, and killed them.

Outside the west gate of Jiuyuan City, soldiers under Ming Yang's command took off their military uniforms one by one, filled the trenches with kerosene with soil, and forcibly paved several passages.

The rest of the troops tried to follow suit, but they couldn't figure out their own way. In less than half an hour, the Nanchuan soldiers who were blocked by the fire launched another attack.

On the imperial army's position outside Jiuyuan City, soldiers from both sides strangled together, and surrounding Jiuyuan City became a battlefield of flesh and blood, filled with gunpowder smoke, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt barbecue.

Facing the fierce and swift offensive of the Nanchuan Army, the defending dynasty army retreated steadily. Half an hour ago, 80.00% of the positions had fallen, and now they were only relying on the remaining fortifications to resist desperately.

The Nanchuan army was like endless sea water, constantly launching attacks. As soon as one wave of attacks went down, another wave of attacks would come immediately.

The fierce battle has lasted for half a day. The peripheral troops led by Dynasty General Zhang Haotian have been fighting fiercely without even having time to rest. It has reached the end of their battle.

Fortunately, the remaining fortifications are all against the city wall, relying on the support of the archers at the top of the city. They are barely supporting it now, but it is only a matter of time before they fall.

Governor Najialuo's face sank like water. He didn't expect the rebels' offensive to be so fierce. The outlying positions that were originally planned to be guarded for half a month couldn't last for half a day.

The fighting continued, and the battlefield was littered with dead bodies. The storm that had been brewing for the whole morning finally poured down at noon.

The battlefield was shrouded in a curtain of rain, and the kerosene ignited by the Dynasty army was also extinguished. The wounded on the front line were transported down continuously, and reinforcements continued to enter the battlefield.

"The Third Banner Regiment of the First Corps advanced 500 meters!"

"The Sixth Corps has already attacked under the east wall—"

"..."

Although the heavy rain caused great trouble to the attacking Nanchuan Army soldiers, the archers of the Dynasty Army who were responsible for covering the positions below the city of Jiuyuan were even more confused.

The rain soaked the bow, and the arrows shot had no strength at all, and they were no longer a threat to the attacking Nanchuan soldiers.

On the battlefield, the rain and blood merged, the ground was muddy, and the lower places had turned into small puddles, and the dead bodies were soaked in the water.

However, the war is not over yet, and it is not the time to clean up the battlefield, so these corpses can only be quietly buried by sewage, and in the end, ashes return to ashes and ashes return to ashes.

"General Gang Yu, the front is guarded by armed nobles. Brothers rushed up several times but did not rush up!" A bloody officer ran back from the rain and reported loudly to Gang Yu, the commander of the Sixth Corps.

Gang Yu wiped the rainwater off his face and roared, the guards will follow me!

Up to now, the guards around Gang Yu, who likes to charge into the battle, have been severely downsized, but as long as Gang Yu roars, they are exhausted, as if they have been on a stimulant, and they slash their knives to kill the enemy.

Gang Yu rushed to the front holding his mace weighing hundreds of catties. Not far in front of him, there was a simple fortification built by breaking through, and more than 200 nobles were guarding here.

Armed soldiers of the nobility are more difficult to deal with than the soldiers of the dynasty. They are slaves of the nobility, and they are also dead soldiers. They obey the orders of their masters unconditionally.

Their master's order sticks to it, and they will stick to it even if they are the last ones killed in battle.

Against this small group of tough enemies, the Nanchuan soldiers launched several attacks but were beaten back, but the nobles' armed equipment was too sophisticated and their combat power was too strong.

On the ground where the rain was flowing, there were countless corpses of Nanchuan soldiers lying here and there, and farther away were noble armed soldiers dripping blood from their knives.

"Roar!" Gang Yu raised his head to the sky and screamed, raised the mace in his hand, stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body had already leaped out. Every time he stepped on it, there would be a large splash of water.

Just like the slow motion of a movie, Gang Yu roared angrily, full of rage, and killed his enemy.

These noble armed soldiers are the minions of the nobles. They are like eagles and dogs. They oppress the good, kill and set fire, and they do all kinds of evil.

Countless Nanchuan warriors followed behind Gang Yu, charging towards the noble armed soldiers, shouting to kill.

The leader of the noble armed forces was a strong man wearing heavy infantry armor, the battle ax in his hand was covered with pieces of meat, he jumped up, and the battle ax slashed towards Gang Yu's head.

"Die!" Gang Yu roared, and the mace in his hand swept out, hitting the hoplite's chest, only to see that his chest armor was dented, and his body fell heavily into the pit full of stagnant water. Big water splashes.

Steel Feather would not give him a chance to get up, so he slammed down the mace, smashing his head under the terrified eyes of the noble armed soldier.

"Hoho!" Gang Yu's powerful combat power aroused the blood of Nanchuan soldiers!The Nanchuan soldiers roared and charged forward, strangling together with the noble armed soldiers.

Not long after, there was no longer a noble armed soldier standing in the entire fortification, and they all turned into mutilated corpses on the ground.

(End of this chapter)