Chapter 341: Failed Attack, Only a Fight to the Death Can Be Made

Chapter 341: Failed Attack, Only a Fight to the Death Can Be Made

Chapter 341: Failed Attack, Only a Fight to the Death Can Be Made

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The battlefield, which had originally dissipated, suddenly became fiercer.
Countless armored soldiers rushed out from the forest, swords raised high in their hands.

They rushed into the farmlands and towards the Gold Tooth Guards one after another.

In the Golden Tooth Guard, a desolate horn sounded melodiously.
It echoed in the darkness like the cry of a night bird, spreading throughout the entire forest.

The soldiers who were originally at ease also became busy.

The entire Golden Tooth Guard came alive in an instant.

The soldiers who were preparing to join the battle with serious eyes did not hesitate.

Just stood up and did what you are supposed to do, man!
dong dong dong-

At the four corners of the Golden Tooth Guard, huge beacons were lit, and the flames rising into the sky seemed to compete with the moon for brilliance.

Beside the beacon tower, a war drum bigger than a man stood quietly.
The soldiers struck the bells, and a "dong dong dong" sound was heard.

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

"The enemy forces are attacking in full force!"

Along with a sharp whistle, the sound coming from the bronze horn became louder and louder, gradually surrounding the entire camp.

Feng Cheng has now arrived at the north city wall.

Holding a telescope, he looked at the battlefield ahead, his face extremely solemn.

There are deep doubts in my heart.

After the first wave of attacks was blocked,
The morale of the Luchuan army was obviously low, so why did Aruta insist on attacking?

Even in the northern battlefield in front of us, there are nearly 2,000 Luchuan soldiers wearing armor.
This configuration is placed in a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

Almost all the armor and weapons that can be used in an attack direction.

"Sir, there are nearly 3,000 Luchuan soldiers in armor on the east side!"

"Sir, there are nearly two thousand on the west side."

"There are less than a thousand on the south side, but there are many Indians."

Thanks to the existence of the telescope, the assessment of the enemy's combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

"Six thousand." Feng Cheng murmured the number softly.

He was sure that this was all Aruta could offer!
In addition, the number of Indians in the surrounding areas has decreased sharply but is still large.
In this wave of attack, Aruta tried his best!
Feng Cheng's eyes were sharp, and he made a decision in an instant. He gave the order in a cold voice:
"The enemy is going all out, and we are going all out as well."

"All cavalrymen charged and killed the armored Luchuan soldiers in the crowd, disrupting the enemy's charge formation."

"All soldiers in the village, get on the wall and prepare to rotate to block the attack."

"Those holding crossbows, longbows, and muskets, do not be stingy, and kill the enemy first!"

"All civilians should prepare their weapons in advance and not slack off in the slightest!"

"Also, push up the ballistae and catapults.
Aim to the east, and if the enemy approaches, strike back."

Military orders were issued one after another quickly, and the messengers ran so fast that smoke was coming out of their feet.

Ding Rui, who was standing by, had a flash of worry in his eyes. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and the cigarette ash from his face:

"Sir, are you not going to leave a reserve force?"

Feng Cheng's face was filled with black smoke from the gunfire.
The wounds on his body had already burst open, and blood was seeping out.
But he seemed to be unaware of it. He turned around and said in a hurried voice:

"Why keep a reserve force? The enemy is fighting desperately. What are we waiting for if we don't go all out?!"

He grabbed Ding Rui's arm, his eyes determined:
"I'm telling you, Ding Rui, you can't afford to lose this battle, you must stop it!

Let your soldiers go all out. If you win this battle, the commander will reward you handsomely!"

"Yes!!!"

"Okay, take out all the stuff from the bottom of the box.
Hit the heads of these rabble in front of us and let them see the sharpness of our Ming army."

Feng Cheng was already shouting as hard as he could.
But it looks particularly small on the battlefield surrounded by roaring artillery fire!
Ding Rui hurriedly ran away to the south, ready to command the battle personally.

Feng Cheng stood on the north wall, holding a telescope in his hand, looking into the distance, his face extremely solemn.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed and he shouted:
"Clerk, calculate the number of enemy troops. There are so few people. Where are the others?"

"Yes!"

In Feng Cheng's vision and the initial strategy,

The enemy's attack on the city should be full of Indians.

Among them were the Luchuan miscellaneous soldiers wearing armor.
The elite troops were few and far between, and in disarray.

Why are there so many people from Luchuan and Tianzhu in front of me?
As Feng Cheng's order was issued, more than ten clerks climbed up the four city walls.
He was looking around with a telescope in his hand, and next to him was an abacus used for counting.

Even though arrows and cannons were flying around me,

They were unmoved.
Holding a telescope in one hand and an abacus in the other, he moved at a very fast speed.

The battlefield was in chaos.
The horn of the Luchuan charge had already sounded, and everyone rushed forward desperately.

Arrows fell, muskets roared, cannons blasted,

One by one, the Luchuan soldiers or the Indians fell down, with blood mist bursting from their bodies.
At the edge of the field, bodies were piled up.

Like the dense fallen leaves in autumn, covering the devastated fields.

The corpses were in various shapes, some were curled up in an attempt to hide their pain.

Some stretched out their limbs and looked into the distance with empty eyes.
The pairs of big feet stepping on his body could only cause him to tremble slightly, and the fear in his eyes was frozen forever.

The strong smell of blood and rust was intertwined, and every breath seemed to be swallowing up fragments of life.

The Indians in the Luchuan Army thought this was a good idea.
When you step on it, you won't feel the coldness of the earth.
You can only feel the softness of your fellow tribesmen's bodies and the remaining warmth that has not yet cooled down.

The roar of the cannons was deafening, and every volley was accompanied by a shock like an earthquake.

Wherever the artillery fire reached, dust flew, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and there was almost no intact body left.

The rotten meat piled up together.
The red, white and yellow mixed together are enough to make people nauseous just by looking at them.

The sound of musketry continued, and flames appeared from the holes on the city walls and under the walls.
Like the mockery of the god of death, each roar would cause a soldier to stagger, fall to the ground in pain, and then be trampled to death by his own people.

After the muskets fired a volley, the archers stepped forward.
Compared to artillerymen and musketeers,
Their faces were covered in sweat, and their arms trembled slightly as if they were carrying a thousand-pound rock as they kept pulling the strings and shooting.
The redness, swelling and bruising began to spread!
But their eyes were cold and determined, and they shot arrows at the enemy like a storm.

Every salvo adds a new star to the sky,
The starlight shone down, causing countless deaths and injuries.

On this battlefield paved with death, even though the Luchuan soldiers suffered heavy losses,
Still like an ant, they approached the camp of the Golden Tooth Guards little by little.

When a Luchuan soldier in armor showed excitement,
Seeing the camp only fifty steps away, he prepared to fight with all his might.

The sound of fierce horse hooves rang out around the camp.
The figures of the cavalrymen swept in suddenly like a hurricane in the dark night!

They rode on large horses, wearing heavy armor, and showed off their figures under the cold moonlight.

The sound of horse hooves was as deafening as thunder.
Every time it lands it stirs up a cloud of dust,
Soldiers rushed forward with spears or sharp swords in hand.

Looking at the enemy in front of him, there was desire and excitement in his eyes!
Military merit! Military merit! Military merit!

More than a thousand cavalrymen were like an unstoppable torrent.

He crashed heavily into the enemy troops that were about to approach the Golden Tooth Guards.

The spear was like a spear of death, stabbing out again and again, piercing through the enemy's chest and bringing out a string of blood rain!
The scimitar drew silver arcs in the air.

Every blow was accompanied by the falling of the enemy's head.

The horse under him was not to be outdone, and raised its hooves vigorously, stomping hard at the struggling enemy.
A complete horseshoe dent appeared on the enemy's chest, and blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain, covering his face.

On the battlefield, screams and the excited roars of soldiers intertwined.

The blood sprayed in the air like a red rain curtain, dyeing the land even redder.

The cavalry charged past, and behind them,

It is a road paved with corpses and blood, a mess, and the loss of life!
On the north wall, a clerk from the army came running over with a book in his hand, shouting:
"Sir, the enemy has 14,000 men!"

Feng Cheng was stunned when he heard this number, his pupils suddenly contracted.

What followed were countless surprises.

What about people?

Where did those Indians go?

Then, Feng Cheng didn't care where the remaining Indians went.
There was a ruthlessness in his eyes and he made a quick decision!
He shouted to the messenger beside him:
"Order Ding Rui to lead people out of the camp from the southwest.
Engage the enemy head-on, wipe out the enemy forces, and destroy the enemy's encirclement! "

"Yes!!"

When defending a city, the most important taboo is to allow the enemy to surround you.
This makes the space for maneuvering smaller.
Once encirclement is formed, a series of problems will follow, including limited space for movement, loss of strategic flexibility, increased psychological pressure, difficulty in material supply, etc.

Even though the Jinchi Guards are an elite group of troops, their morale will plummet.

So no matter where the 20,000 enemy troops disappeared,
Feng Chengdu resolutely sent troops out of the camp to stop the encirclement.

Feng Cheng picked up the telescope again and looked forward.
After leaving the camp in the west and south,
The enemy forces from the east and north will move closer to the sides.

He also had to be ready to leave the camp at any time to prevent the friendly forces on both sides from being cut off!

Suddenly, Feng Cheng's pupils shrank and he looked into the distance. A familiar figure appeared in the telescope's lens!
He is eight feet tall, strong, and holding a big sword!

What was different from the past was that this time the man did not charge into the battle with his upper body naked.
Instead, he was covered in thick heavy armor, and when he walked in the battle formation, he looked like a heavy siege weapon!
Luchuan, Aruta!

Beside him, there were more than 200 Luchuan warriors of similar physique to him.

At this moment, they moved forward together and rushed towards the battlefield!

Longxiong Army!
Feng Cheng's pupils suddenly contracted. Without hesitation, he put the telescope aside and shouted:
"Wan Yu, take over the defense line. I will lead my personal guards out of the camp and order the cavalry to converge to the north! Join forces!"

"Yes!"

A soldier in armor quickly ran to where Feng Cheng was.

He picked up the telescope and took over Feng Cheng's command.

"Direction: due north, one hundred steps, fire all the Hongwu cannons!"

Boom boom boom——

Amid the roar of artillery fire, Feng Cheng mounted his horses and rushed out of the camp with more than a hundred of his personal soldiers!

After leaving the camp, they joined forces with the cavalry coming from the west, and headed straight for Aruta from south to north!

Under the cover of night,
The deep forest behind the battlefield was like a huge black curtain.

The whole world was shrouded in darkness.

The Luchuan people's camp was in extreme chaos and was now empty.

Quietly, a group of figures emerged like ghosts.

They stood silently, blending into the surrounding shadows.
Only his eyes were as sharp as torches, piercing through the darkness and fixed firmly on the battlefield ahead.

The tall and straight horses looked at the battle on the plain ahead.

He couldn't help but snort and pawed his hooves, appearing eager to try!

There was silence all around, with only the sound of armor colliding as they slowly moved forward echoing softly.
As the line of sight extended, more cavalrymen could be seen gradually walking out of the darkness.

They were wearing heavy armor, invisible in the darkness.

When passing through the moonlight, it is more like stars in the dark night, not obvious but full of power and majesty.

Under the armor are the solid bodies of the soldiers.

Their muscles are bulging and their lines are clear.
It is the mark left by long-term training and fighting, and also the source of strength.

Huge horse heads and majestic figures walked out from the darkness.
Arriving at the edge of the forest, looking from east to west, it is densely packed.

It was like a Great Wall of Steel appeared silently in the darkness, indestructible.

Against the backdrop of the night, they looked even taller and more majestic.
Like a warrior walking out from the depths of darkness, the various weapons in his hands flash with the desire to kill the enemy!

In front of them, backs appeared one after another.

Looking at the entire battlefield, the densely packed backs represent one achievement after another.

Although the scene was still silent, the sound of the warhorse was suppressed,

But an indescribable enthusiasm spread silently!
Things have come to this point, the battle is over.

But the strange thing is, why didn't the commander give the order to charge?

All eyes were cast towards the center, where.

Amidst the crowd, a majestic and tall horse was particularly eye-catching.

It has an upright posture, smooth muscle lines, and is full of power.
It snorted from time to time, and its hooves pawed the ground restlessly, and every landing announced its eagerness to try.

It was also a little curious. What was the owner on its back waiting for?
At this moment, the sound of hurried running suddenly appeared in the darkness, as well as some masked horse hoof sounds.

More than ten people gathered from all directions!

Lu Yunyi's solemn expression finally eased a little, and he looked at Qin Yuanfang who came first.

Qin Yuanfang spoke in a deep voice:
"Reporting to you, sir, the total number of Luchuan troops on the battlefield is about 13,000.

Among them were 5,000 Luchuan people and 8,000 Tianzhu people.
The 20,000 missing Indians hid in the forests on the west bank of the Lu River.

Hearing this, Lu Yunyi's expression relaxed a lot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Finally found them. What are they doing there? What about their weapons? When can we infer they will attack?"

The series of questions made Qin Yuanfang look strange, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Sir, they have no weapons, are not prepared to attack, and are retreating and hiding."

When these words came out, not only Lu Yunyi was stunned, but also several generals around him were bewildered.

What are the people of Luchuan doing?
Lu Yunyi looked at the battlefield ahead, with doubt in his eyes.

Now Luchuan looked like he was fighting to the death. Could it be that he was planning to retreat after the attack on the stronghold failed?

Although 'retreat' is a way to test the true strength of an army,

But it was obvious that the noisy and chaotic Luchuan soldiers did not have the ability to retreat.
Once retreated, the front line collapsed in an instant!

Lu Yunyi couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it:

"Send someone to watch them and report if they make any movement."

"Yes!" Qin Yuanfang ran away in a hurry.

Sun Sian stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Sir, the bodies of the Luchuan people were found behind the frontline positions of 200 tribes in the southeast.

Judging from the traces of the crossbow and the direction of death,

They were killed by their own people.

One of them had his neck broken and his bones shattered, and he was wearing strange clothes, like a sacrifice.

The subordinates inferred that his identity was special, and from his injuries and the location he was in, they inferred that it was Aruta who did it.
Perhaps there was internal strife in the Luchuan army!"

A gleam of light flashed in Lu Yunyi's eyes.
In an instant, I thought of what Qin Yuanfang had said before, the 20,000 Indians who were retreating.

Could it be that the generals in the army were fighting over whether to use the Indians?

In the end, Aruta had the upper hand?

Lu Yunyi suppressed his guess and nodded slightly:
"Got it, keep exploring."

"Yes!"

Wang Shen, like an old farmer, stepped forward quickly.

He handed over the document in his hand and spoke quickly:
"Sir, this is a map of the surrounding terrain.
There are fifteen possible ambushes in the mountains and forests, and they have been thoroughly checked.
Except for the 20,000 people in the western forests,
The rest of the people are all on the battlefield ahead, so you can attack without worry."

Lu Yunyi's dark eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, and he nodded gently.
"understood."

Before Wang Shen could retreat, Lu Yunyi's eyes were sharp and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Qian Hong, your men will switch from horse and foot combat to muskets and join the ranks of musketeers!"

"Yes!"

Lu Yunyi's voice was no longer hidden, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"The musketeers were the main force in this battle, attacking from the front.

There were 1,000 musketeers, Xu Zengshou and Guo Quan each led 500.

Fifty people in a row, ten rows,
According to the established tactics, they were divided into two columns, marching side by side, firing alternately, and trying to keep the muskets firing.
With maximum destruction, eliminate the enemies in the north of the Golden Tooth Guard."

"Yes!"

Guo Quan and Xu Zengshou shouted loudly, very excited.
The dark pupils emitted dazzling light in the darkness.

Lu Yunyi continued:
"Zhang Yu and Wu Fuliu each led a thousand cavalry to guard both sides.
Any enemy who wants to interfere with the musketeers must be killed and not allowed to get within a hundred steps."

"Yes!" Zhang Yuwu Fuliu shouted in a deep voice!

"Liu Hei Ying led a thousand cavalrymen to patrol the battlefield.

Drive the enemy troops scattered on both sides into the range of the musketeers' firepower!"

"Yes!"

Liu Heiying chuckled and drew his sword.

"The remaining 1,000 cavalrymen will be led by Ma Dake to guard the 20,000 Indians on the river bank. Report any unusual movements immediately!"

"Yes!"

Ma Dake's voice was loud, but his eyes showed unspeakable disappointment.
Zhang Wu and others also showed disappointment.

Among the soldiers in the past, they have always been the vanguard of the front army, but today they have to be the rear army.

Lu Yunyi took in everyone's expressions, smiled gently, and spoke in a deep voice:
"This battle is intended to kill the enemy, but also to preserve oneself.

The cavalry outside remember that you are here to assist the musketeers in killing the enemy.
Be sure of yourself, and don't rush into battle recklessly.

Those who disobey military orders will be severely punished! "

"Yes!"

A loud voice suddenly rang out from the dark forest, no longer concealed!

Lu Yunyi waved his hand.
"Advance troops!"

(End of this chapter)