Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 339
On the battlefield filled with gunpowder, the position of the Vanguard Battalion has been reduced to ruins by the long-range attacks of the rebels. The breast wall was smashed by boulders, the trenches were filled with mud, and the vegetation that had grown in the sea of ​​fire burned to nothing. The pattering winter rain is falling, it is really a sky of ice and fire.

The soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion who got out of the cave of the Tibetan soldiers were in a state of distress, covered with mud, and immediately turned into mud under the rain. Seeing the position that had turned into a hedgehog, the soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion were terrified. He stuck to his position and did not hide in the cave of the soldiers, and now he will definitely become a corpse.

|"Get ready for battle!" The officers of the Vanguard Battalion who climbed out of the cave had no intention of admiring the messy position at the moment, because with the sound of war drums, they had vaguely seen countless rebels moving towards this side Jump over.

This time, the rebel commander, Zhao Feng, was determined to take the Gran Heights, so he sent 8000 rebels from five banner regiments to attack with an overwhelming force. There are only [-] people in the Six Banner Battalions, of course, the cavalry unit under Murong Ke's command is not counted. They have retreated several miles away to rest after a night of fierce fighting.

The defense line of the Vanguard Battalion on the Grand Heights is divided into three parts. The first section is the northern section defended by two banner battalions, the middle section is guarded by Mu Xue himself with [-] soldiers, and the southern section is the small hillside highland, which is guarded by the last two camps. A banner battalion guards them, and they need to defend a line of defense as long as ten miles. Facing the overwhelming enemy army, one can imagine the great pressure.

Zheng Qiang is a thousand-man commander of the Fifth Banner Regiment under Zhao Feng's command. At this moment, he is leading a thousand rebel soldiers under his command to advance towards the Gran Heights in a skirmish line. In the Nanchuan Army position in the middle of the Lan Heights, the Sixth Banner Regiment and the Seventh Banner Regiment also operated together with the Fifth Banner Regiment, which can be described as a strong army.

"Search carefully—" Zheng Qiang, the leader of a thousand soldiers of the rebel army, walked in the middle of the team with a sword in his hand, constantly reminding the soldiers under his command that they must not let any living Nanchuan army go. They advanced very slowly. But the blanket search is careful.

Rather than saying it was an attack, it would be more accurate to say it was an action to take over the position. Zheng Qiang, the commander of a thousand men, thought the same as many senior generals of the rebel army. It is absolutely difficult for the elite among the elite to survive such an attack, and what they need to do now is to easily occupy the position of the Nanchuan Army, and then plant their flag.

Due to the fierce attack, the entire Nanchuan Army's position has become like ruins. The trenches have collapsed, and only the stubborn trees are left with bare torsos emitting green smoke. Strands of gray smoke shrouded the battlefield, and the entire battlefield became dreamlike.

Suddenly Zheng Qiang staggered and almost fell to the ground. He looked down and saw a burnt corpse lying on the ground. , cursed and moved on.

There was a dead silence on the battlefield, as if everyone had died, only the noisy rebel soldiers advancing forward. They crossed the trenches, stepped over the barbed wire, and continued to advance in depth. It was left behind by the Condor Banner Regiment and the Nanchuan Army in the previous battle. At this moment, they have been burned by fire and emit a strange smell.

"Wow——" A rebel soldier saw the burnt corpse, his stomach was churning, and he couldn't help but vomited while holding a charred tree trunk.

"You're fucking useless." Zheng Qiang, the chief of the thousand, kicked the soldier, cursing with hatred.The vomiting of the soldiers under his command made him feel ashamed, because he had already seen the sneering gaze of another thousand-man commander of his competitor.

"I've searched carefully! Don't look at your motherfuckers." Zhou Qiang, the commander of a thousand soldiers, smelled the smell of cooked meat on the battlefield, and still felt a slight discomfort in his throat. He yelled at the soldiers under his command, venting With dissatisfaction in my heart.

"Master Qianrenchang, look, gold coins—" A soldier squatted down and took out a few gold coins from a corpse, his face showing excitement.

"Confiscated," Zheng Qiang, the leader of a thousand, pulled the gold coins from the soldiers' hands and put them into his arms. These things belonged to the rebel soldiers who died. The rebels burned, killed and looted all the way on the way to Nanchuan province. Every rebel soldier has gained a lot. Now that these rebel soldiers die, the treasures on them become ownerless.

The rebel soldiers who searched the battlefield started their search for treasure. Anyway, the Nanchuan army was dead, and there was no danger. Their original skirmish line was no longer maintained. They began to squat down and search for the bodies of the dead soldiers, from time to time Someone cheered and found a lot of good things.

As they continued to penetrate into the Gran Heights, the team led by Qiang Qiang, the thousand-man leader, had crossed seven or eight trenches and advanced four to five hundred meters. There was still no sign of the Nanchuan Army being alive, except for the corpses all over the ground and the dead body.

The deeper you advance, the more corpses of Nanchuan Army soldiers on the ground. Seeing the piles of corpses of Nanchuan Army soldiers on the ground, Zheng Qiang, the leader of a thousand people, finally heaved a sigh of relief. They are all dead, so he doesn't need to I searched nervously.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground, the greedy rebel soldiers started their search, but they were quickly disappointed.

"They are all poor ghosts—" Nanchuan Army soldiers are not like them who burned, killed, and looted. They have nothing but weapons and armor. All valuable things will be used up before going out or stored in the quartermaster's place until the end of the war. Then go back to collect it, so the rebel soldiers got nothing from the body.

"Rest in place for a while." Chief Qiang Zheng's nerves have relaxed. Although he thought that the Nanchuan Army would be absolutely dead under the long-range attack, he was very cautious at the beginning just to be on the safe side. Now Seeing the corpses of the Nanchuan Army all over the ground, he was completely relieved: "Send someone to report to the head of the Banner that the Nanchuan Army is all dead, and our advance team of thousands of people didn't find anything."

Zheng Qiang kicked away the corpse of a Nanchuan soldier, found a corpse and sat down, just as he was about to take out the water bag to drink water, suddenly his eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief, and he slowly lowered his head , saw the saber pierced into his lower abdomen, and felt the power in his body was rapidly passing away.

The "corpse" kicked over by him has revived at some point, and the saber in his lower abdomen was caused by that corpse, but Zheng Qiang, the head of a thousand people, no longer has the strength to think about these things. Before he fell into a coma, he saw countless corpses being resurrected, and the soldiers under his command were constantly being killed.

The gray fog and burning smoke on the battlefield shrouded the entire battlefield in a layer of fog, and the field of vision was extremely small. At this moment, in the fog, there were constant fights and screams, and the rebels who were caught off guard were caught off guard. A soldier from the Pioneer Battalion of the Nanchuan Army who pretended to be dead was caught off guard.

Many rebel soldiers were searching and advancing, and the soldiers of the Nanchuan Army who were lying on the ground and pretending to be dead all of a sudden rioted. Facing the enemy who suddenly appeared beside them, the rebel soldiers were hacked and killed without warning, and more rebel soldiers were killed. It is full of fear. In this age of belief in ghosts and gods, the resurrection of corpses makes them fearful and frightened. They have no strength to fight these pioneer soldiers. They think it is ghosts and gods. , the consequences of the spread of fear are even more serious. When hundreds of soldiers shouted that the corpse has been resurrected, there is a ghost, and the rest of the soldiers retreated involuntarily when they saw the fear of their companions.

"Kill!" The soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion pretending to be dead led by Mu Xue followed the cover of thick fog and launched an attack on the rebels. Although there were a large number of rebels, they were in fear and had no intention of fighting at the moment.

(End of this chapter)