At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

"No, let them vent." Feng Sen shook his head, "Besides, I don't want these Saxon flag people to be united and united. We will kill more people than this."

It seems that it's over, but where are Uda's reinforcements?This is not an insignificant place. Once Uelzen is captured, the Harburg Mountains are to the west of Lüne and the Dannenberg Forest is to the south, and this area will be closed.

If you want to advance again, you can't do it without paying three times and five times the troops.

Could it be that the rain missed the schedule?Feng Sen always feels that things are going too smoothly, it seems that things are not going well, is it an illusion?

Feng Sen sniffed, he pulled the reins, turned and looked back, in the woods not far away, did a flock of birds suddenly fly up just now?

Squinting his eyes, Feng Sen stared at the low forest: "Send someone to the village of Uerzen below, and call those soldiers back, Zhao Si! Turn over the grain cart and block it. Stand up! Olaf, tell your men to keep their weapons!"

In the bush not far away, Elfgar's eyes widened in disbelief: "Damn it, they found out, how did they do it?!"

"Then now?"

Elfgar's face changed for a while, he gritted his teeth, and pulled out the long sword at his waist: "Now, the only option is to charge!"

Chapter 128 Arrows, a lot of arrows, arrows everywhere.

Seeing the Uda reinforcements pouring out from behind the undergrowth and quickly forming a shield wall, Feng Sen finally felt the difficulty. He counted carefully, and there were more than 2000 people on the other side, maybe [-].

But although there are 900 people on our side, more than half of them are exhausted troops who have only fought once, and the [-] main forces are still looting in Yuerzen. Feng Sen doesn't know when the messengers will deliver all the orders.

It may not be possible for them to reorganize into a battle-ready army for a while. In other words, Feng Sen will always be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers in a short period of time.

But relatively speaking, Feng Sen also has his own advantages, that is, he has horses and carts, while Elfgar does not.

Yes, Feng Sen has been promoting the mules and horses of the army he belongs to. Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain to lose sight of the excellent horse breeding land in this area?

Therefore, in Feng Sen's 900-man army, the ratio of mules and horses is as high as more than half. On average, each person can be allocated 0.7 mules, donkeys or horses, and there are also carts that match the mules and horses.

In other words, Feng Sen's maneuvering speed is extremely fast. Even if he can't beat him, he can just flee with the Jingnan cavalry after killing for a while. This group of Uda reinforcements will definitely not be able to catch up.

It's not that time yet, though.

"The rear team turns! Put up the deck!"

All the wagons and mule-carts were unbridled, and the mules and horses were let go and mustered in the rear.

The wagons unloading the horses and mules were not abandoned either. They were placed horizontally in front, with their backs facing the river in a half-moon shape.

On the side facing the enemy, amidst the sound of disassembly and assembly, tall and thick oak shield walls were erected on all the trucks. .

A Saxon coated auxiliary soldier lifted the oilcloth on a truck. Under the oilcloth were bundles of hunting crossbows neatly arranged. The crossbows made of pine wood were about the length of an adult's arm.

Almost half of the coats and banners stepped forward to quickly receive the crossbows one by one. They nervously stringed the crossbows, installed the bronze crossbow and poured lard for lubrication, while the rest of the coats picked up the crossbows. Spears and flails.

There are six to eight crossbowmen on each carriage, and at the joints of the carts, where there are gaps, large shields are erected, and behind each large shield stand four Viking banner soldiers, They held either longaxes or javelin throwing axes, looking bloodthirsty ahead.

Not long after Feng Sen set up his formation, the group of attackers appeared in his field of vision.

This was a group of strangely dressed Saxon soldiers, some in warm sweaters and some in double linen. Feng Sen even saw a shivering soldier in a straw mat.

At the forefront of this group of soldiers is a small group of cavalry, with a total of about one hundred of them. All of them are wearing thick armored uniforms and blue and white smocks, and they scream "Wuhu Wuhu" in their mouths. With a loud voice, he waved the battle flag in his hand, cheering himself and the infantry behind him.

Standing behind a carriage, Feng Sen exposed half of his head and observed silently. Soon, the distance between the group of Saxon soldiers and the convoy became smaller and smaller.

"150 steps."

"One hundred steps."

"Seventy steps."

"Sixty paces! The front row of the Jingnan army, release the arrows! Position!" Feng Sen shouted loudly, calculating the distance, but he felt a little distressed. The arrows he had accumulated for more than half a year might take four weeks in this battle. One-tenth, he thought for a while and added, "After shooting, change to wooden arrows!"

A row of black arrows seemed to land on the heads of the rebel soldiers who had crossed a distance of sixty steps, and a mark was inserted on the ground. Feng Sen licked his fingers and began to measure the wind direction.

That is?Feng Sen's eyes were fixed. Those rebel soldiers were drawing hatchets from their waists?He immediately shouted to the orderly not far away: "Throwing axes and javelins! Dodge!"

After two rapid gongs, all the soldiers on Feng Sen's side hid their heads behind oak boards or heavy shields.

Sure enough, at a distance of fifty steps, the leading cavalry threw out the hatchets in their hands, and hundreds of hatchets spun forward in the air, making a whining sound.

"Doodoodoo!" There were dense raindrops on the heavy shield and oak planks, but fortunately, after Feng Sen's reminder, most people either hid behind the wooden wall or squatted inside the large shield. Only three or five people were slightly injured.

Feng Sen kicked the restless flying mane under his crotch. Under the protection of Arvo's round shield, he once again looked at the enemy from the gap in the shield.

They had put away their throwing axes and replaced them with javelins or stone meteor hammers, spinning them in their hands, and continued to charge at the convoy.

"Get ready." Feng Sen continued to shout, the fingers of the flagmen on the carriage were sweating a little while holding the crossbow, and the Viking bannermen holding up their large shields all clenched their spears and heavy axes.

"Sixty steps, fifty steps, forty steps." Feng Sen muttered softly. As the rebel soldiers got closer, their images became clearer in Feng Sen's vision. Their fluttering oil-stained hair, The saliva popping out of the corners of their mouths and the fierce and numb eyes.

Thirty steps away, according to Elfgar's concept, this is a distance that must be won. I thought the opponent had a large number of people, and it was a desperate charge, but I didn't expect to find out until I got out of the undergrowth—the opponent's rear team only had 500 people. There are 3000 cavalry, but you can have [-] people!

Three thousand against five hundred!win!

"Worden bless! Kill!"

"Take back our land!"

"Go to hell, Frank's lackey!"

The roar of battle and the sound of charging echoed in his ears, and Elfgar's body was heaving and falling regularly on the horse. how?What would happen if you were the leader of the southern rebels?

Blinking, Elfgar put all these distracting thoughts behind him, his pupils kept shrinking, and his vision kept shrinking, leaving only one point in front of him, which was the end of victory.

Soon!near!The rest of the work is just shocking and harvesting!That's what Elfgar thought, until he heard the nightmarish words.

"Forty steps!" Feng Sen shouted loudly, "Fire the arrow!"

Arrows, lots of arrows, arrows everywhere!The ones that fell from the sky were shot in front of them, and the ones shot from both sides, the only thing was that there were no arrows coming from behind.

"Help!"

"It hurts! Am I dead?"

"Chief, save me, save me!"

Nearly [-] arrows were shot flat and landed on the heads of the charging soldiers. The momentum of the previous charge froze for an instant, and the overwhelming smell of blood began to spread in the humid air.

Since stepping crossbows cannot be projected, they can only be shot flat. Forty steps is the peak range of lethality. Of course, this group of people's crossbow arrows are basically animal tooth arrows or wooden arrows, but there are not many people on the other side wearing armor. Rare opponent.

Responding from the confusion caused by the tinnitus, Elfgar looked around, and as far as he could see, there were already about thirty people lying in a pool of blood, and half of the cavalry around him were bloodstained , and even stuck a short wooden arrow in his own left hand, but it was not deep.

But soon, his eyes turned red. Elfgar glanced at the soldiers who were still struggling on the ground, gritted his teeth, took off the horn on his waist, and continued to sound the signal for attack.

Chapter 129 Let the Arrow! Let the Arrow! Let the Arrow!

"Fire arrows!"

Feng Sen was riding a flying mane, his voice kept echoing behind the formation of cars, and then another burst of flying arrows fell like raindrops.

"Everyone, shield wall! Shield wall!" Amidst the neighing of the horses below him and the screams of the soldiers around him, Elfgar raised the round shield in his hand and shouted loudly in embarrassment.

The rebel soldiers, who killed and injured nearly 200 people under the two waves of arrow rain, finally slowed down their charge, but began to wait for the shields in the back row to pass up. When Feng Sen's bow and crossbow were ready again, a strict order The shield wall appeared in front of Feng Sen.

At the same time, Elfgar's cavalry began to rush to the left, apparently trying to bypass Feng Sen's chariot formation from the left and attack Feng Sen's rear flank.

"Tsk, one of the few smart people actually discovered it." Feng Sen snorted, and said to Zhang Shicheng, "Lieutenant Zhang, take the Fifty Jingnan Cavalry and Fifty Yi Cong Cavalry to meet them."

"Here." Zhang Shicheng bowed his hands to Feng Sen, then turned his head and shouted behind him, "Xiao Agui, take your part and follow me! Yi Cong cavalry, follow the red flag!"

Looking at the Wuda rebel soldiers advancing slowly in a strict formation, Feng Sen turned to look at his subordinate Sun Shi: "How many arrows are there?"

"Our Jingnan Army still has at least 20 troops, and the crossbowmen have at least [-] troops."

When he came out, Feng Sen carried two barrels of bows and arrows per person, 24 in each barrel, including twelve iron arrows, twelve spike arrows, 24 wooden arrows, and one barrel for each crossbow arrow, thirty in each barrel, all of which were wooden arrows. arrow.

"Fire the arrow, keep shooting the arrow!"

"Here!"

Wave after wave of arrow rain kept falling from the sky in front of them. Although they had a shield wall for defense, their shield wall always had to move forward. Once it moved, no matter how tight the shield wall was, it would show its flaws. The situation that the rebel soldiers are facing now is almost the same as a knife falling from the sky!

Feng Sen is also very cunning and shoots wooden arrows and iron arrows alternately, causing the shield wall to stop and rectify every three to five steps. Then, in these three to five steps, some iron arrows will shoot through the shield, or the wooden arrows will pass through the gaps in the shield.

damn it!How could they have so many bows and archers?Is this really a bow and arrow?Why are those farmers also available?Why do they shoot so fast, and why do their arrows go through shields!

Elfgar looked at the cross-shaped wooden frame on the cart in confusion. Could it be that their heavenly father was really protecting them?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Elfgar had a hint of retreat, but he was unwilling to retreat like this. First, because Uerzen's position was critical and he couldn't give up easily. Second, he came alone. If he went back in despair, how should he face it? The nobles who were despised and ridiculed by him!

Gritting his teeth, Elfgar decided to hold on for a while, and more than 200 soldiers were killed or injured, so he just left, he was really unwilling!

At this time, in the car base, Galt suppressed his heart that was pounding because of nervousness, skillfully stepped on the foot support in front of the hunting crossbow, hung the hook on his belt, and took out a quiver from the quiver. The elbow-length wooden arrow was placed in the groove of the hunting crossbow.

Grasping the bowstring of the hunting crossbow with both hands, Galt used his strength to stop his body, and pulled the hunting crossbow with his waist and feet.

On his side, the rest of the coated crossbowmen were also stepping up to reload the hunting crossbow, each step must be fast and precise.

Looking at the rebel soldiers struggling forward in the rain of arrows, Feng Sen suddenly remembered Li Ling's Battle of Junji Mountain. In this battle, Li Ling shot 50 arrows. The Huns soldiers at that time should have fought more tragically than this. Advance in the rain of arrows.

However, the figure of 50 arrows is still a bit exaggerated. You know, that is 50 iron arrows. The average weight of an iron arrow is about 50 grams. Those [-] arrows are equivalent to ten tons of iron. The annual output of iron in the Tang Dynasty is just over a thousand tons.

Shaking his head and clearing his mind of distracting thoughts, Feng Sen continued to focus on the battlefield.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield changed once. Although the momentum of the rebel soldiers’ charge had stagnated, they still rushed to the front of the car formation at the cost of nearly a hundred people under the slow advancement of the shield wall.

Then, Qi Qi numb their claws.

As the car formation shrank on a mound, the rebel soldiers were happy without thinking, but they didn't realize something was wrong when they got to the front of the formation.

The side of these carts facing them has a high oak wall. Once many rebel soldiers approached and tried to climb the wooden wall, the packers in the cart would kindly take out their flails and scream Zhongju beat them in the face condescendingly, and in just a few tens of seconds, more than a dozen rebel soldiers were killed or injured.

Elfgar, who was beaten bloody by the rebel cavalry, finally returned to the front of the battle formation. He looked at the gradually thinning arrow rain and carefully observed the formation of chariots.

It's literally a moving wooden fortress, with fire?But the rebels didn't have pine tar, so it was raining just now, and the air was so humid, how could they attack?

The only weak point is the connection of the cart, but the connection of the cart is guarded by the Viking Banner with heavy shield and armor.

Elfgar observed the formation of vehicles, hesitating, the width formed by the two vehicles is too narrow, if you want to hit the junction, at most four to five people charge, otherwise they will squeeze each other to play space, which will affect the combat power instead. It's useless to think too much, let's try it first.

"Stendhal's team! Groups of eight, charge with shields!"

Stendal's troops are Elfgar's personal soldiers, veterans who fought all the way from Stendal to Dessau to Magdeburg. Farmers and soldiers after one or two games are much better.

The voice of the orderly was carried among the Stendahl soldiers.

Thirty or so rebel soldiers were divided into four groups, raised their round shields and rushed towards the car formation in small steps, trying to get past the group of Viking bannermen.

The soldiers on both sides were getting closer and closer, and the sound of crossbow arrows hitting the round shields of the rebel soldiers was getting louder and louder, but before they got close, a Viking long ax was thrust out, and the lower end of the ax blade Hooked on the edge of the shield, and then the two sides wrestled.

But before the winner could be decided, the flails on the left and right were slammed down on the head, and the forehead of the soldier in the front row sank in on the spot. The exposed rebel soldiers soon fell to the ground under the rain of arrows.

Riding on his horse, Elfgar anxiously wandered back and forth behind the battle line, thinking of ways to defeat the enemy, watching the group of loyal veterans around him fall one by one, his heart beat faster and faster.

After thinking about it, he finally realized that unless it rained heavily and drenched their bows and arrows, with the abilities of his own soldiers, it was absolutely impossible to win. The only choice was probably——

"Retreat." Elfgar said softly, gritted his teeth.

The messenger didn't hear clearly, so he opened his eyes and asked again: "Master Chief, what do you mean?"

"I said, withdraw..."

A scream interrupted Elfgar's words, he immediately raised his head high and looked in the direction of the sound: "What's wrong?"

What answered him was a blood-splattered human head and a golden mask like a demonic beast.

1 Thirty Chapters on Rewards for Merit and Deeds

When Feng Sen's Jingnan cavalry launched a charge against the rebel soldiers, the battle situation was almost certain.

The three hundred iron cavalry led by Feng Sen were like a heavy hammer, constantly attacking the unarmored and lightly armored rebel soldiers. After two or three rounds of division, the rain of arrows would continue to fall and pull the rebel soldiers. Formation of soldiers.

The chariot formation, which the rebels had been attacking for a long time, let go of the gap, and the flagmen who withdrew from the Uelzen Fortress finally regained their senses under the whipping and shooting of the order cavalry, and each quickly returned to the team under the leadership of the team leader and the fire leader. , and regroup.

Under the pressure of bows and arrows, eight Saxon bannermen and two Viking bannermen quickly advanced forward. After the cavalry charge was completed, they began to advance step by step to stabilize the battlefield.

The rain of bows and arrows, the forest of spears, after the attack was thwarted, the casualties of their companions exceeded [-]%, and the invulnerable Jingnan cavalry came and went freely, even if these Stendhal troops were the most loyal to Elfgar. I can't stand such a horrible scene anymore.

So, all over the mountains and plains, countless Stendhal soldiers fled frantically. Bannermen and packers yelled "capture", and followed the chasing Jingnan cavalry, constantly tying up the surrendered rebel soldiers.

You must know that these coats can raise the flag as long as ten people are captured alive. Even if the number is not enough, with the previous military exploits, they should be able to raise the flag.

Since there were swamps and forests nearby, these rebel soldiers had nowhere to escape. At night, when Feng Sen sat on the throne of the Uelzen Temple, the finishing work on the two battlefields had been completed.

The light of the oil lamp was dim, and the statue on the seat had been chopped down amidst the local people's cries of pain. Feng Sen didn't dislike it, so he threw a piece of animal skin on it and used it as a seat.

"Chen Sicheng, what is our result this time?"