Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 600 Commander's Pressure
The battle on Raven Ridge has reached a fever pitch. Facing the fierce attack of tens of thousands of sea soldiers, the defense line of the guarding Nanchuan soldiers is in danger. Several hills are fighting fiercely, and the smoke is filled. The Nanchuan army guarding several hills is like the sea. Like a flat boat among them, it may capsize at any time.

"Kill!" Nanchuan soldiers slashed down fiercely with their battle axes in their hands. The Han Hai soldiers who resisted with their shields were instantly shattered and died. fall to the ground.

"Puff!" A few sharp lances came towards him like awns, and immediately pierced the Nanchuan warrior holding the battle ax.

"Scrap! Die!" The Nanchuan soldier who was pierced through the body by the lance suddenly yelled, and the tomahawk slashed down. Han Haibing, who had no time to dodge, had his head cut off in half. The scene was tragic.

"Drink!" The remaining Hanhai soldiers suddenly exerted force, piercing even more with their pitch-black lances. The Nanchuan soldier's face became distorted due to pain, and finally the tomahawk fell to the ground unwillingly, and was stabbed to death on the spot.

The commander of the Sixteen Banners Regiment Chu Ming’s sword has already been curled. He is holding up the long sword he wears to fight Han Haibing to the death. , and the scars on Chu Ming's body continued to increase.

"Ah!" Chu Ming had just chopped down a Hanhai soldier, and suddenly he let out a painful howl. He slashed out the long sword in his hand, and the head of the Hanhai soldier on the left immediately rolled down the cliff.

Chu Ming's left leg had already been pierced by a lance. He sat down on the ground and pulled out the lance with all his strength. Blood poured out immediately. He cut off his battle robe and tied it to his thigh like a bloody hole to prevent himself from losing blood. Die from too much.

Chu Ming struggled to stand up while leaning on his long sword. When several Hanhai soldiers saw the injured Chu Ming, they grinned grimly and raised their swords to kill him.

"Protect your lord!" The Nanchuan fighters who were fighting around also discovered Chu Ming's danger, and came here with all their strength, but they were already at a disadvantage, and they often fought one-on-two or one-on-three, and they couldn't escape at all. An extremely anxious face appeared on his face, but there was nothing he could do.

Chu Ming leaned on his long sword, looked at the Hanhai soldiers who were rushing forward, with a smile on his face covered with gunpowder smoke and blood, and was about to pull a few backs before he died.

"Swoosh——" Just as Chu Ming was about to die, a strong wind blew suddenly, several sharp arrows flew into the air, and a burst of blood mist erupted on the chests of several Hanhai soldiers, and several Hanhai soldiers fell down unwillingly. land.

Chu Ming turned his head to look, and saw hundreds of Orion Qing Zhuang from Raven Town, dressed in coarse linen, rushing from the back mountain.

These Orion Qing Zhuang of Raven Town saw Han Haibing's war horses trampling their fields and burning down their houses, and seeing the Nanchuan Army in danger, they picked up hunting bows, knives and forks to help.

Although Orion has only a few hundred people, and their strength cannot be compared with the well-trained Hanhai soldiers, their participation in the battle greatly encouraged the soldiers of Nanchuan Army who were in a hard fight. There was a brutal fight.

Although the Orions have joined, the form of the Nanchuan Army is still in jeopardy. Their strength is too small. With a single banner regiment fighting against the opponent's five well-trained divisions, the strength of the two sides is very different. They are cheap, but facing the endless stream of Hanhai soldiers, they are still beaten back steadily.

Most of the hilltops on Raven Ridge Mountain have been lost, and the Nanchuan defenders above will fight for every inch of land. Although they lost the hilltops, the Hanhai soldiers also paid a heavy price.

"Bloodwash Raven Ridge, not one left!" Han Haibing lost a lot, but Commander Du Fei, who had been dazzled by anger, didn't care about casualties at all. He wanted to avenge his son, so he kept going To urge the troops to keep rushing forward.

There were too many Hanhai soldiers, and when one was killed, two more would come up. Many Nanchuan soldiers were numb after cutting. Chu Ming led the remaining Nanchuan soldiers to fight and retreat, retreating to the last two hills, while Hanhai soldiers It is chasing after them, trying to kill them all.

Fortunately, the last hill was surrounded by strange rocks, and there were cliffs on both sides. Han Haibing's crowd advantage could not be used, so he could only attack along the ridge.

"Brothers! Hold on!" Because it was the last mountain of the Nanchuan soldiers, they had no way to retreat, so the surviving more than 1000 Nanchuan soldiers and the Hanhai soldiers who rushed up made a desperate resistance, facing the Nanchuan soldiers who would not retreat, The Hanhai soldiers had nothing to do with them, and because of the constraints of the terrain, they could only look at the Nanchuan soldiers with no choice, even if they took their lives to fill them, there was nothing they could do.

The fierce battle between the two sides lasted from early morning to nightfall. The Hanhai army had already occupied most of Raven Ridge. Only the last hill was firmly held by the Nanchuan army and could not be attacked.

One day of fierce fighting, the Nanchuan Sixteen Banners regiment suffered heavy losses. The 1-man flag regiment now includes less than 1000 wounded soldiers, and there is even a shortage of food and water. Hanhai soldiers only need to trap them on the top of the mountain for a few days. into a state of self-destruction.

Perhaps Han Haibing had seen that the besieged Nanchuan fighters were at the end of their rope, so they didn't launch any more attacks after night fell. After all, they were tired and hungry after a whole day's fierce fighting, and suffered a lot of losses. They needed to rest and replenish their strength. .

Seeing that the Hanhai soldiers stopped attacking, the exhausted Nanchuan soldiers began to treat the wounded, and the soldiers also began to take the time to eat dry food to replenish their strength. After all, no one knows when the next fight will start.

"Brothers! Keep at it, our reinforcements will arrive soon, and by then the vast sea of ​​debris will be over."

Chu Ming, the head of the Sixteen Banners, was constantly patrolling and encouraging the mourning soldiers, boosting their confidence, but in his eyes, there was a deep worry hidden. The fierce battle had been going on for more than two days, and Duya Ridge was only [-] meters away from Hezhong City. Thirty miles, why hasn't the reinforcements arrived yet?Could it be that River City has fallen?
Although Chu Ming appeared to be confident on the surface, at this moment his heart was as disturbed as a river, and now the connection with Hezhong City had been severed. If Hezhong City really fell, then their persistence here would be meaningless. He was under tremendous pressure in his heart, and this was what he had to face as a commander. After losing contact with River City, he had to rely on himself for all decisions.

Originally, the sergeant major and the chief of staff discussed together what to do, but now the chief of staff died in the morning, the sergeant died in the afternoon, and not even a thousand-man officer survived. Chu Ming now has no one to discuss with. People, all judgments depend on himself. He is now looking forward to reinforcements, and hopes that the young commander will not give up on them, so he has led the troops to persevere and never retreat.

　ask for a reward~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)