Chapter 63 Dead End The Asu cavalry galloped to the car wall like a tide, threw their hammers, and then fled from the left side of the car formation like a tide, one wave after another, endless.
Every time a wave rises, more than twenty chain hammers smash into the car wall with a roar, splashing out strings of miserable blood.
Every time the waves fell, it was the opportunity for the Asu archers to show off their power.
They were divided into small groups, one in the east and one in the west.
They smashed the eagle feathers along the chain hammer on the front more than sixty steps away from the wall of the carriage.
Out of the gap, he kept shooting into the car formation.
The Red Turban soldiers were shot so hard that they were unable to defend themselves and were exhausted.
The large leaf iron armor of the Rakshasa people and the plate armor forged by Zhu Bayi with water hammer both have very good defensive capabilities.
But no matter how good the armor is, it is impossible to cover a person's whole body without any gaps.
As time went by, many spearmen wearing Rakshasa armor had five or six eagle feathers stuck on their chests, and they staggered like hedgehogs when they walked.
Although it was not fatal immediately, the blood flowed for too long and was still dizzying.
Soldiers wearing plate armor were more likely to die from the hammer.
Because the plate armor has strong defense, they were all pushed to the front line by Zhu Ba11 to fill the gaps.
Therefore, no matter the archers in the Asu army or the cavalry who risked being blown up by their hands, they all regarded them as the first targets.
As long as they saw them, they would work together to kill them.
Zhang Goudan, the commander of the personal soldiers, tore off an arrow from the connection between the face armor and the neck armor and threw it on the ground.
He then picked up a spear from the body of Pao Ze on the ground and threw it towards the car outside the wall.
An Asu cavalryman pushed the latter off his horse and pinned him firmly to the ground.
The next moment, a hammer shot from the sky hit him right in the face.
Zhang Goudan let out a painful scream and fell to the ground.
Qi Er, a bald man from the same village as "Goudan" and Zhang Goudan, ran forward to help him, but he only helped up a corpse with a broken head.
He cried loudly, picked up another spear from the pool of blood, and threw it with all his strength.
Then he ran to another corpse of Pao Ze regardless, grabbed another spear from the latter's hand, raised it, leaned back, and used it as a javelin to throw at the enemy's horse again.
Several hammer balls hit his body at the same time.
The new plate armor, known for its defensive power, blocked the spikes of the hammer, but could not remove the force from the hammer.
Baldy Qi Er opened his mouth and spit out several pieces of broken internal organs.
Then he rushed out of the car wall waving his short blade and stood in front of a group of high-speed war horses.
He was like a god in silver armor, standing tall against the sky and the earth.
At this moment, his figure is forever frozen in history.
"Second Brother" saw Qi and Erbald Men killed in the battle, and the eyes of all the spearmen were about to burst.
He raised the spear in his hand and threw it at the cavalry outside the carriage wall one after another.
Six Asu cavalrymen were shot with spears and fell off their horses screaming.
More hammer balls flew out from the hands of the next wave of cavalry and hit the spearmen of the Red Turban Army behind the car wall, causing the same number of casualties.
When the battle reaches this point, it has completely become a competition of willpower.
One party, relying on the pride of their ancestors and fathers who were robbers, refused to give up easily.
The other side relied on survival instincts and seven months of rigorous training to hold on.
The two hundred swordsmen and shieldmen standing close to the wall of the car had suffered casualties approaching one-third, and the previously neat formation was already riddled with holes.
The casualty rate of the three hundred spearmen closely behind the sword and shield bearers exceeded 20%.
The vast majority of them were killed or seriously injured.
Even minor injuries affected the internal organs and bones.
The chance of returning to the battlefield in the future was infinitely close to zero.
However, they did not retreat in panic like they did outside Xuzhou last year.
The leader of the team did not retreat, the Centurion did not retreat, the Centurion did not retreat, and the Governor also always stood on the front line.
As soldiers, they had no reason to retreat.
Besides, two legs can't run as fast as four legs.
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Even if you surrender, there is still the precedent of Peixian in front of you.
It's the same death.
Why not die like a man like Qi Baldzi?
Another wave of Asu cavalry galloped over, raising their arms high.
"Throw" Ivanov personally led ten soldiers with outstanding arm strength and threw the spear in his hand towards them.
A four-foot-long spear pierced the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
He pierced through the armor like tofu and pinned the four Asu cavalrymen firmly to the backs of their horses.
The injured horse jumped up and down, disrupting the formation of the cavalry squad.
Even so, three Asu cavalrymen still threw the hammer into the wall of the car, knocking out a spearman who could not avoid it.
"Boom!"
The artillery controlled by Huang Ergou fired iron projectiles again, mowing down several galloping horses one by one.
There was another ricochet, and the following Meng Yuan cavalry looked at the blood balls that continued to spin on the ground in horror, and hesitantly slowed down their mounts.
Another wave of cavalry rushed from farther away, pushing them and continuing to approach the car wall.
"Are you looking for death?
Balbo's head is still hanging there."
On horseback, the centurion yelled.
At the same time, he drew his knife and slashed at the soldiers he was catching up with.
The Asu Cavalry, who was already frightened, made a "buzz" sound and charged again like a fly.
If you move forward, you may be killed by cannonballs, grenades, or bows and arrows.
But at least there is hope of survival.
If they retreat, even the right wing deputy Qianhu Balbo will be chopped down by Lord Daruhuachi without hesitation.
Who will pity these little soldiers?
"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", "Boom" several grenades exploded in the air, pushing four cavalrymen off their horses.
But the other cavalrymen beat their stirrups desperately and continued to approach the wall, approaching, approaching.
A row of feather arrows flew in, turning the other five cavalrymen into hedgehogs.
The remaining cavalrymen were still beating their stirrups desperately, squeezing their mounts' physical strength to the maximum.
Another wave of grenades flew over and landed under the horse's hooves, sending out white smoke.
The Asu Cavalry was either killed by the explosion, or jumped over the grenade on horseback, raised his arm, and shook the sinful hammer.
The spear thrown from behind the wall of the carriage knocked over several cavalrymen before the hammer could be released.
There were still more than ten chain hammers falling behind the car wall, and another splash of blood splattered.
The enemy and we have been completely locked in a bitter struggle, with an exchange ratio of two to one or even one to one, continuously increasing the casualties on both sides.
Only the occasional iron ball fired from the three bronze cannons in the position could quickly increase this ratio to three to one or even four to one.
However, the firing speed of the three bronze cannons was excruciatingly slow.
Often the enemy had already charged five or six times before they suddenly showed off their power.
And in most cases, it cannot form a ricochet and cannot defeat the enemy with one shot.
The string of the horn bow in the hand of Xu Da, a centurion of the "Peng" archers, broke and he was pulled back, hitting him in the face and splashing blood.
"Crack, quack, dang" a carefully built grenade truck also had its brackets broken, and slowly collapsed like a warrior dying of exhaustion.
The two shield bearers turned around and tried to escape from behind the car wall, but Wu Twenty-Er chased them from behind and cut off their heads one by one.
Several spearmen were huddled together.
They had neither the strength to throw their spears to attack the enemy nor the courage to escape.
Their faces were full of tears and their bodies were shaking like chaff.
"Commander, send auxiliary soldiers to build a pontoon bridge behind the mountain."
After another wave of Asu cavalry was repelled, Old Ivan dragged him backwards to Zhu Ba11 and said in a very low voice.
It will collapse if the casualties exceed one-third.
This is the experience he summed up in dozens of battles.
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The casualty rate of the soldiers blocked behind the vehicle wall has far exceeded this number.
In the event of a sudden defeat, none of the grenadiers and auxiliaries in the position would be spared.
He hadn't had time to spend the gold he had just earned.
He didn't want to die, and he didn't want a good customer like Zhu Bayi to die now.
Cutting off a strong man's wrist is the best choice now.
One loyal general, Ru Wu Er Er, led the remaining soldiers to continue to resist, while the others quickly withdrew from the back mountain.
If the Asho people were reluctant to part with their belongings on the chicken bus, they might not send too many forces to follow and kill them.
"Go back" Zhu Bayi, who had always obeyed his advice since the beginning of the war, suddenly turned his back.
He pulled out a specially made butcher's knife, pointed the tip of the knife straight at his nose and shouted an order, "Go back and command the spearmen to continue fighting back.
Today, you will either die here or repel this group of Asos.
There is no third way." " "You're crazy," the veteran scoundrel shouted loudly as he backed away quickly.
"The Asov people still have a thousand-man team that hasn't moved.
So far, all the people who have come up are cavalry.
Look at how many people have died under your feet.
Even if one person is replaced by two others, after the cavalry retreats, you will still have a few left who can stand."
The auxiliary soldiers who ran forward to deliver spare spears to the soldiers stopped one after another and looked at old Ivan blankly.
The latter was telling the truth.
The number of enemy troops was twice that of his side.
Even if the casualties were twice that of his side, it would still be enough to replace all the people in the position.
Moreover, the facts that happened before them also proved that the combat effectiveness of the grenadiers on their side was not as strong as imagined.
As long as the grenade does not explode on the spot, it can basically be quickly avoided by the enemy cavalry.
And if the array of soldiers is broken through by the enemy, not only will the grenadiers be unable to attack the enemy at close range, they will not even be able to protect themselves.
Zhu Bayi also knew that the veteran ruffian Ivanov was telling the truth.
As the commander-in-chief of the Left Army, he could clearly see the casualties of every soldier under his command.
He knew that the two centurions of sword and shield bearers were on the verge of collapse.
He also knew that if they were not the leading figures among the soldiers, the centurions were all brave men promoted based on their performance in battle.
So far, no one had taken the lead in escaping.
The more than 300 brothers remaining in front of them have long since fallen apart.
He even knew that if he did not take some of his brothers to evacuate the battlefield, perhaps all the left army would be destroyed here in a quarter of an hour.
No one could escape the massacre of the Asso Cavalry.
But he was not willing to admit defeat now, and he was not willing to accept the results before him.
He was even more unwilling to give up the three artillery pieces that he had spent countless efforts and almost piled with gold to the Assu people.
Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties The entire Xuzhou Army was still immersed in the miracle they had created in the previous battle.
His love for his hand mines is beyond measure.
No one knows yet that grenadiers have obvious advantages and disadvantages on the battlefield, and their survivability is very difficult to guarantee.
So far, no one has been able to accept the birth of artillery.
Just like they refused to accept new gunpowder before, they scorned this expensive and slow-shooting thing.
No one believed that artillery and muskets would be the direction of future warfare.
Except for him, a time traveler who merged the souls of two lives.
However, if these three artillery pieces fall into the hands of the Mongolian and Yuan court, with their vast territory and rich material reserves, the fact that the original muskets have been installed, and the hundreds of carts of copper ingots they just snatched from Wujiazhuang, .
A force equipped with a large number of artillery will emerge.
If the Yuan army pushed the artillery to Xuzhou City, he would be the main culprit causing Zhima Li, Mao Gui and others to disappear in the torrent of history.
It is still unclear whether heroes like Zhu Yuanzhang, Chang Yuchun, and Xu Da who reshaped China will become victims of the cannon.
After experiencing a strange time travel and fusion, Zhu Bayi didn't care about becoming the butterfly that incited the hurricane.
But he couldn't care less that because of his arrival, the entire Chinese civilization had completely fallen into ruin.
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After the battle at Yashan, one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians crossed the sea, so the Japanese said that there would be no China after Yashan.
The courtiers of the Song Dynasty stood in front of the emperor to discuss politics, and they could be very angry.
After arriving at Mengyuan, he could only kneel on the ground, like a kowtowing insect without bones.
When Boyan came to power, he wanted to kill all the four surnames Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao, just because these four surnames had the largest population among the Han people.
The Han people killed the Mongols in the conflict and wanted to kill the nine tribes.
The Mongols killed the Han people, but they only had to pay the Han owner a donkey.
These do not require deep historical knowledge.
In the 21st century, anyone who is literate can clearly see them.
In the eyes of Zhu Dapeng in the 21st century, these words were only used as the basis for debates on forums, cold and unfamiliar.
However, after witnessing a massacre on the city wall of Xuzhou, Zhu Bayi clearly realized that it was not a story or historical data, but the bloody reality that he was experiencing.
Even if he, Zhu Bayi, couldn't end this humiliating history with his own hands, at least he couldn't let this history continue indefinitely because of his arrival.
"Go to the front and continue to organize a counterattack for me."
Like crazy, he put the tip of the knife on Ivanov's nose and slowly advanced inch by inch, "Either repel the Asovs, or let me I'll kill you with my own hands."
"You, you're crazy."
The veteran ruffian's eyes widened and he looked at him desperately, not sure what was wrong with his head.
"I'm crazy, indeed crazy."
Zhu Bayi continued to push the tip of the knife forward, and at the same time turned his head and shouted at the auxiliary soldiers, "Pick up all the weapons for me, and find the ones you can use.
Pick it up for me.
There is no distinction between combat soldiers and auxiliary soldiers here today."
"Yes" the auxiliary soldiers habitually agreed, but they didn't know how to implement it.
Unlike the soldiers at the front, they usually spend most of their time farming, building houses, and doing chores.
On average, they only get together to practice once every five days, and most of them are not proficient in using weapons at all.
Asking them to push forward is tantamount to asking them to commit collective suicide.
"There are three artillery pieces, twenty hand mines, and five mine-throwing machines here."
Regardless of the sound of horse hooves and grenade explosions coming from the front of the position, Zhu Bayi raised his butcher's knife and shouted at everyone, " "Whether you use them to defeat the enemy, or let the enemy use them to attack Xuzhou and kill your wives and children, you choose for yourself."
"There are 30,000 kilograms of copper here, which can cast sixty cannons.
When the Tatars set up sixty cannons under Xuzhou City, how long can the brothers in the city support it?
After the city is broken, how many living people will be left inside?"
"Today, either die in battle here, or go back and tell your wife and children that I personally gave the artillery to the Tatars and let them kill you all."
"Two roads, you choose" He was really crazy.
He dared to say such words without being put at the tip of a knife.
The veteran ruffian shook his body quickly, dodged an arrow, picked up a chain hammer, and smashed it at the man running at high speed. war horse.
“If what he said comes true, even if he is killed by the Asos today, he will have to be dug out of his grave and dismantled in pieces.
However, the surrounding situation was completely beyond his expectation.
When he heard that his wife and children were about to die from a grenade, almost all the auxiliary soldiers had red eyes.
The spear in his hand was no longer handed to the soldiers in front, but was raised high and danced vigorously to the sound of Zhu Bayi's voice.
"The Asu people are not made of iron.
They have repeatedly thrown hammers at our heads several times.
They are already exhausted."
Zhu Ba11 took a deep breath and continued to shout to the auxiliary soldiers: "Pike Raise it up and prepare to attack.
If we can't hold it, let's fight out.
Even if everyone dies here today, at least they must die like a man."
"Attack" "Attack" "Die, die like a man."
Xu Hongsan dropped the big gun that was complicated to operate and almost impossible to aim at any target, brandished the sharp blade, and squeezed towards Zhu Bayi.
"Go to hell, die like a human being."
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Fatty Wang put down the stretcher, took off the knife from the waist of the wounded soldier, and walked quickly to the front of the auxiliary troops.
"Die, die like a man."
The auxiliary soldiers walked out of the safe place one by one, holding the spears that were supposed to be delivered to the soldiers tightly in their hands, and slowly walked behind Zhu Bayi.
"Liu Laosi will stay with the Jia Mao team, and Xu Da will stay with the archers.
If the war is not going well, blow up all the artillery for me, and light all the grenades at the same time.
Don't leave any in the hands of the Tatars.
Others, prepare to attack."
Captain Liu Ziyun also took a breath, pulled out the dagger captured from the Rakshasa soldiers, and took the lead to follow the auxiliary soldiers.
"Go to hell, die like a human being."
The four fully organized auxiliary grenadier centurions pressed down the moxa, pulled out the sharp blades from their waists, and joined the team that was preparing to attack.
"Boom" Huang Laowai fired the last live ammunition, pushed the hot cannon to his apprentice, and picked up a hammer from under his feet.
He smiled and followed the end of the line.
I have lived for most of my life, but in the last seven or eight months, I have lived like a human being.
Then it is better to die as a human being than to continue to be a slave to the Tatars: