Iron Powder and Spellcasters Chapter 313

   Chapter 313 General Attack

  At first, it may just be a subconscious dodge.

   In the face of a giant beast that is much larger than itself, the instinctive reaction of human beings is to avoid it. What's more, there is a more dangerous, howling and killing humanoid beast on the back of the giant beast.

   However, the individual's instinctive evasion led to the disintegration of the company formation in a blink of an eye.

  The fierce armored soldiers who jumped over the ditch abandoned their broken spears, drew their knives and slashed wildly. The surrounding militiamen threw away their weapons and rolled and crawled back.

   "Youth Soldiers" was originally the most vulnerable part of the army.

   "Mature soldiers" have at least experienced the baptism of the [Battle of the Pangtuo River], while young soldiers are downright civilians who have only received the simplest training.

  Youth soldiers can also form seemingly indestructible fronts, allowing long-range weapons such as crossbows and muskets to function.

   But when that moment came, they didn't have the will and faith to face the charge.

   "[Hedde] broke the formation!" The Terdun cavalry roared wildly, taking advantage of the chaos to push Juma and Luzhai into the trench, and swarmed into the front: "[Hedde] broke the formation!"

   In the middle army, someone frowned and asked, "What are the Hurds howling?"

   "Break the formation, which means [break the enemy's army]." The old businessman who had been walking in the wasteland for many years replied cautiously, and added: "I haven't heard of it for many years...almost thirty years."

   At the same time, the thunderous sound of war drums was played at the foot of the mountain - the main formation of the fire roasters pressed towards the central army of Tiefeng County.

   Hundreds of thousands of Turdun cavalry advanced slowly, very slowly, but the strong sense of oppression almost suffocated the people of Tiefeng County.

   The so-called [pull one hair and move the whole body] is undoubtedly now.

   A wolf had already bited Winters' left hand fiercely, but as long as Winters dared to look away, the other wolf would not hesitate to tear his throat.

The long confrontation before    seems to be accumulating potential energy at this moment.

  When the brass horn sounded, all the good disguise of war was torn to shreds in an instant. The ultimate violence will erupt like a torrent, ramming the earth with impunity.

   Seeing that the left flank was in danger, the central army was crucified, and everyone in the headquarters looked at the tribune of Montagne.

   Even the most pessimistic people of Tiefeng County never expected that the battle had just begun, and it was at the juncture of life and death.

   "It's still too late to deploy troops from the right wing!" Someone couldn't hold back and said rashly.

The   Tertuns were heavily concentrated on the left flank and the center. At this moment, the troops on the right wing are almost sitting idle.

   Winters took a deep look at the other party and said nothing.

   The man riding a dark horse beside him reprimanded in a deep voice: "Shut up! Look more! Move? Barbarians are waiting for you to move!"

  Although the Dark Horse Rider was also present during the negotiation, he and his attendants were very different from the people of Iron Peak. The person who just spoke was one of the attendants of the Dark Horse Rider.

   "I made you laugh." The Dark Horse Rider turned to Winters.

   Winters watched the battle on the left without showing any emotion.

   To be precise, he just doesn't have any emotions, and it's not his subjective will.

   Winters was never a passionate commander. Alpad is, so is Andre, but not Winters.

  Andre would severely flog the cowardly, and would also sit by the fire and share a bottle of wine with his subordinates in turn, laughing, scolding, boasting and joking; Arpad could boost the morale of the entire army just by stepping into the battlefield.

   They are fiery, dazzling, and fearless. Soldiers regarded them as idols and gods, swearing viciously at them, and charging with them.

  What Andre and Alpad can do, so can Winters, and no one can question his courage.

   But he was fundamentally different from the other two.

   So in the face of blood and death, he became silent and pulled away. The more the experience, the more so, as if the self-protective subconscious completely closed off some emotions.

Not far from Winters, the tall and thin gentleman [Jacob Green], determined to write an epic, watched the battlefield shudderingly, while secretly observing the expression of Winters Montagne, secretly Guessing the latter's inner world.

  Because the training level of the militia is extremely limited, the formation of the companies and battalions of the Tiefeng County Army is not the "square formation" that is often used by the army, but is closer to the "horizontal formation" of the classical era.

   That is, a company of 120 people is arranged in the form of [15 columns] [8 rows], and the four companies of each battalion are juxtaposed.

  The battalion with a total of 480 people was deployed into a [60X8] formation, and the sides of the battalion-level horizontal formation were protected by horses and fences.

   When fighting, everyone stood facing the same direction, and all actions followed the flag.

   8 rows deep is obviously a bit thin for the militia, but Winters needs to occupy as much width as possible.

  Because the total width of the battlefield is close to one kilometer, it is more deadly to be detoured than to be penetrated from the front.

   Moreover, it is impossible for the temporarily recruited militia to implement the rotation tactics of the ancient imperial legion. After the battle, there are only two situations: "swarming up" and "swarming away", and the depth is not so important.

   Under the internal and external attack, the [4th Company of Little Rock Town], which was the first to touch the enemy, was almost destroyed at a touch.

   The militiamen who have traveled all the way here, no one planned to escape from the beginning - why wait until now to escape?

   Hatred, Authority, Desire... They step into the battlefield for all kinds of motives. No one is "ordinary". If everyone's joys and sorrows can be sorted into words, it will be a heavy epic.

   But in the giant vortex on the battlefield, they are extremely small and powerless.

   First a little collapse, then a company, then a battalion.

The   Telltown cavalry used machetes and spears to drive the rout towards the adjacent battalion, but they soon encountered the first obstacle - the fences and stakes between battalions.

   Left wing, second front.

   Witnessing **** come to the world, Monkey and Doug have cold palms and limp limbs.

   A trench was dug in front of both fronts.

The    routed soldiers first fled to the east and west, and were stopped by fences and stakes. So he fled to the rear, and stopped at the edge of the second trench.

   One after another, the rout soldiers jumped directly into the trenches.

   The grinning barbarian raised his machete high and slashed down. The young man standing in front of the ditch crying for help had a shriveled skull and lost his strength instantly.

  Monkey watched helplessly as the body of a child younger than him fell into the ditch, and his heartbeat stopped for a beat.

   Sergeant [Roussillon] was expressionless and seemed completely untouched. He drew his longbow and shot an arrow into the cheeks of the grinning barbarian: "Move away and refuse the horse!"

  The barbarian fell from the horse and is not dead yet. The old sergeant shot a bow and arrow, and for some reason he turned and shot at the other barbarian.

  Monkey swallowed and dared not look again.

When    was digging the trench, the company commander specially ordered to leave two meters every twenty meters as passages, so that three people and two horses could be allowed to run side by side.

The entrance of the    passage was blocked by Juma and Luzhai, and there were fences on both sides after entering the battle line, leading to the rear of the battle line.

   The light infantry was moved through the battle formations, and food and water were delivered to the battalions through them.

   The militiamen guarding the passage removed the obstacles, and the defeated soldiers finally found their way out and rushed to the passage like mad.

  The two fronts, one in front and one behind, formed an array of fifty meters apart. Just fifty meters is the distance between life and death.

  The barbarians slaughtered wantonly between the two trenches, and the rout soldiers who escaped slowly died one after another.

   At the entrance of the passage, people squeezed each other, the oppressed screamed constantly, and the defeated soldiers were squeezed into the trench.

   Behind the crowd, barbarians are slashing wildly with machetes.

   "Pick up your arms!" The monkey heard the company commander roaring: "Don't mind the rout soldiers that attack the formation!"

   He heard the company commander yelling angrily: "Where are the light soldiers? Damn it! Where are they!"

The    light soldiers came hurriedly, they stood behind the ditch and shot the enemy with all their might.

   But the Terdun people continued to pour into the first front from the gap, as if endless.

   As more and more troops were put in, the Terdun people dragged down the barrier between the battalions and pushed them towards the east and west sides.

The    gap has turned into an ulcer, the first front is already crumbling, and the second front is equally shaken.

   The Terdun Titans, who broke the formation in one fell swoop, threw away the dull blade, took over a new knife, and reined in his horse to look around.

  Suddenly, he slammed his mount and rushed straight to the passage of the second front. The surrounding Teltown armored soldiers followed closely without any hesitation.

  The warhorses with their chests on their chests rampaged, and the rout soldiers at the entrance of the passage could not dodge in time, and they were all pushed into the trenches.

  Terdun warriors broke into the second ditch, and just as they were about to burst out, a dark shadow approached him with the sound of the wind.

  The monkey saw that the company commander was holding a long and astonishingly large spear, and roared at the barbarian leader who seemed to be fished out of blood.

  Terdun's reaction speed is much faster than ordinary people, and he will dodge with his body backwards.

  The gun rubbed the middle of the saddle of Jia Ye, and the barrel of the gun broke immediately. Immediately afterwards, the warhorse also bent its hind legs and fell to the ground screaming.

  Old sergeant Lu Xirong was blocked by his own people and couldn't let go of his arrows. He was so anxious that he couldn't stop cursing. He grabbed a stone and smashed it: "Idiot! What are you doing standing there? Kill!"

  The other militiamen came back to their senses, flails and long sticks slapped them in the face, and spears stabbed at the other side of the fence indiscriminately.

  The lances and machetes of the Teltons also poked back from the gaps in the fence.

  The two sides killed each other across a layer of fence, and both shouted and screamed in a language that each other could not understand.

The   Telltown cavalry were heavily armored, and the sticks and spears didn't hurt or itch.

   The Tiefeng County militiamen only have common clothes on their bodies, and a lance is a terrifying blood hole.

  The monkey's eyes widened in fear, his nostrils expanded several times, and his breathing was so intense that his eardrums bulged.

   There are people everywhere, and the monkeys can't see where the barbarians are. He put his spear on the bar of the fence and stabbed it back and forth like a bellows.

   Stepping on something smooth and greasy under his feet, the monkey's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

   Only then did he realize that he was stepping on a piece of intestine, and the other end of the intestine was connected to the abdominal cavity of a screaming fellow beside him.

   "Mom!" The monkey wailed without warning, the greed that supported him getting here was completely crushed.

  The monkey, who has nothing to do with piety, vomited and rowed desperately: "Save me! Save me!"

   "Don't **** stab people!" The company commander grabbed a lance and wrestled with the barbarians like a tug-of-war, and shouted, "Kill the horses! Stab their horses!"

   Extends another machete from above the fence and swings it down at the company commander.

  The monkey's company commander seemed to have forgotten that he could dodge, so he held the barrel of the gun tightly, watching the blade fall on his stiff body, cutting off his left shoulder in half.

With the knife stuck in the bone, the monkey's company commander stumbled to the ground, and the panicked militiamen dragged him backward.

  Monkey's company commander was still screaming: "Poke their horses!"

   In the middle of the two fences, the Titan Titan had already changed into another horse. He, too, ordered hoarsely: "[Herde] Pull the fence! Pull the fence!"

   However, apart from a few cronies beside him, almost no followers responded to him.

  When the battle enters an extremely **** and disorderly state, the humans in it tend to do the same thing over and over again, just like being possessed.

   Those who shoot arrows will keep shooting arrows, shooting arrows, shooting arrows…

  The hacker will keep hacking, hacking, hacking…

The   jab man will keep jabbing, jabbing, jabbing…

   Because doing one thing repeatedly can bring people a sense of security.

  When people face the ultimate threat and only instinct is left, even the weak sense of security is as irresistible as addiction.

   This is the so-called "kill the red eye".

  People don't "red eye" for killing, they are so scared that they lose their ability to think, only the reflex action of repeating the killing action is left.

   The first front of the left flank was one step away from total collapse, but the momentum of the Turdun cavalry was also sluggish.

   From beginning to end, Winters did not give any orders to the wings.

   This is not a company-level battle that can be controlled like an arm and a finger using [Amplification]. The army of tens of thousands of people has been fully deployed, and the difficulty of communication increases sharply as the battlefield expands.

  Any command with more than two sentences can only be transmitted manually if there is no preset signal in advance.

   Even with efficient communications, untrained militias are incapable of performing complex tactical maneuvers.

   Winters did not give orders to the two flanks, because the tasks of the two flanks had already been given in advance:

"hold fast"

   Abandoned mobility, abandoned offensive ability, surrounded themselves with trenches and refusal of horses, set up a barrel-like formation, and fought the most brutal war of attrition.

  The fire roaster may choose to besiege rather than attack, and divide his troops to cut off Winters' food supply; he may also choose to confront Winters head-on.

   No matter how the fire roaster chooses, Winters has a corresponding plan.

   But a real showdown was what Winters wanted—and probably what the Burners wanted.

  In the Imperial language, the word [battle] is derived from [slaughter], which alone is sufficient to illustrate the nature of the main battle.

   It is the most brutal solution, and the most straightforward solution.

  This [Battle of Iron Peaks-Telltown], which I don't know whether it should be counted as a war or a battle, has already brought too much torment.

   Deep down, both sides longed for a happy, real end to everything.

   Left wing, first front.

  Although the Terdun Department suffered heavy losses in the Battle of the Great Wasteland, the real family of the Burner, the ferocity of the Khan House Guard, is still far from any barbarian that Iron Peak County has seen before.

  The heavily armored cavalry pulled down seven fences in a row and charged back and forth in the narrow battle area between the two trenches. The militiamen in Tiefeng County would be defeated almost as soon as they lost the fortification cover.

Only the westernmost battalion and the easternmost half of the battalion in the front line of the left flank were barely able to hold on to their fortifications.

  When the armored soldiers rushed into the formation, the unarmored riders who were responsible for covering were also pouring into the trenches.

  Unconsciously, the area between the two trenches became more and more crowded.

   The leader of the Guards, who wore a quiver on his waist and a golden helmet on his head, restrained his horse, tore off his sweaty helmet, and panted to look around the battle situation:

  The attack to the east and the west went well, but the next ditch in the south could not be taken down.

   And these trenches are like jars—easy in, but not out;

The drums of war were still rumbling, and the leader of the Guards became more and more uneasy, galloping and scolding: "[Herde] don't enter any more! Go south! Go to the second trench! Go west! Go around the back of the two-legged man! Going in again!"

   Left wing, second front.

The battalion where the    monkeys are located, the battle has also entered the heat of the battle.

   The warriors of Nattletown whipped and pulled hard, taking away the still alive soldiers one after another.

The   monkey thought the battle was won, but soon the barbarian returned with a lasso.

The   Terdun Armourers were effectively commanded, they fastened ropes to their saddles, used spears to set fences and resist horses, and they could drag a row down in one go.

   Correspondingly, the company commander of the monkey has withdrawn from the battle due to serious injuries, and the company of the middle-aged soldiers where the monkey is in is scattered.

   Seeing that the fence was about to be pulled out, Sergeant Lu Xirong shouted in despair: "Fight with them!"

   After saying that, he raised his flail and rushed out of the fence. Some militiamen, inspired by Roussillon's bravery, followed suit.

  Monkey's blood surged up, he also wanted to charge bravely, but his legs didn't obey.

  It was at this time that the monkey realized that he was not the kind of person he imagined.

   Then, he saw that his friend was climbing the fence.

  From childhood to adulthood, monkeys and dogs are monkeys who make ideas and make decisions, and dogs are reliable followers and implementers.

   Although he didn't say it explicitly, deep down, the monkey actually thinks that he is the superior leader, and his taciturn friend is the inferior subordinate.

  The monkey stared blankly at the accessory in his eyes, bit a broken spear, climbed up the fence with his hands and feet a few times, and immediately jumped up, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell and knocked the barbarian leader who was shouting orders off the horse.

   On the west side of the battlefield, at the foot of Tiefeng Mountain.

  Angel finally saw the promised red flag.

   "All on horses!" Anglo drew his saber and shouted with all his strength: "Forward! Forward! Forward!!"

The    cavalry team no longer hides their tracks, and the charge song has been blown.

  The rider first accelerated, and only when he entered the sparsely wooded area did he start to let go of the horse and gallop.

   They weren't cavalry - they were never called "cavalry"; they weren't even real cavalry - the real cavalry was taken by Andre.

   They were farmers, merchants, craftsmen, Dussacks, clumsy riders who had recently learned to ride, and ordinary people who never thought of going into battle.

  No matter what they are, at this moment, they are all clenching their legs, bending their bodies, and making the most fearful and bravest cry: "Forward! Forward! Forward!!"

   The bravest men of Iron Peaks roared down the hillside, cutting off the Turdun troops who were attacking the left flank.

The second front also launched a counterattack at the same time. The refusal of horses and the fence were pushed into the trench. The battalions of the middle-aged soldiers rushed towards Telltown, which had exhausted too much energy and was trapped between the two trenches in a disorderly melee. cavalry.

   But will the battle end like this?

  No, seeing the Tiefeng County Army's ambush launch, seeing the champion of Platoon show his trump card, the fire roaster also shot the last arrow hidden in the quiver.

The horn of    is soaring, and the iron hooves of the warhorse seem to tear the earth - not from the front, but from the back.

   The detoured Terdun cavalry arrived on the battlefield, and the Terdun main formation followed. Where there were many horsetail flags and flags, the cavalry, whose whole body and even their horses were heavily armored, finally attacked.

   Their target was not the left flank of Iron Peak County, which had been watered with blood, nor was it the Central Army of Iron Peak County where Winters was.

   Their target is the right wing of Tiefeng County that has been "sit-in" to this day.

   At the same time, more than a thousand riders who were hiding on the reverse **** of the northern hill rushed down the hill.

   Few of these new Teldons were armored—they were indeed new, and not the "Horper Elite."

   They were the remnants of the West Bank who had been repelled by Winters.

  The fire roaster showed all the armored cavalry to Winters, but hid these more than a thousand light cavalry until now.

  More than a thousand light cavalry did not follow to hit the right wing of the Tiefeng County Army, but went straight to the Tiefeng County Central Army.

  The Teltown people launched a general attack.

   This is not the end, this is the beginning of the end.

   [It's barely half a chapter? ]

   [Fixed a bug, the width of the battlefield should be [one kilometer]. I did the calculation again and found that there was an error in the previous calculation (covering my face). The text has been revised and re-edited here]

   [Because the "cavalry" commanded by Anglo is not a real cavalry, it is referred to as "cavalry" and "rider" in the text]

   [In fact, there are also Terdun people, some Terdun people are described as "riders", that is, they are temporarily recruited herdsmen, except for horses and bows and arrows are not good at fighting]

   [Some Terdun people use "cavalry", that is, they are part-time warriors to a certain extent, and belong to the relatively elite main force]

   [For example, the Teltown people encountered in the early stage, such as Gan Quan and others, should all use riders]

   [For the same reason, the troops under Winters are rarely described as "soldier" at present, they are all militia. For the more elite, use "Warrior" (covering his face)]

   [Although the number of 10,000 "Dragon Screaming Thugs" tops two standing legions, Otto and Audi are still different after all...]

   [Speaking of this, I suddenly feel that the situation in Tiefeng County is a bit like Bato's Lake God Fairy faction (covering his face), in the early stage, there were only farmers and soldiers who did not need maintenance fees, and they played green skin all day long (covering his face)]

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