Power and Empire Chapter 1311: The Battle of Dongjin (7)

"It's death to stay, everyone don't listen to him! It is because of his wrong judgment that makes everyone fall into such a predicament!" A familiar voice came from the crowd, and it was Baron Ivan's. Voice, with his encouragement, some soldiers started to move,

"The guards are ready, whoever dares to step out of this door line will kill him immediately!" Benisaf shouted decisively, standing on the high stone, his eyes quickly locked to Baron Ivan in the crowd. 'S figure,

This timid high-ranking nobleman has given up his horse at this moment. Instead, he doesn’t know that he is wearing a soldier’s armor that he doesn’t know where he got from. The goal of riding a horse is too big. Don’t talk about moving at high speed in the crowded crowd. It’s impossible to squeeze to the front. Under Benisav’s gaze, Baron Ivan’s face showed an unnatural look. Go too far

"Everyone retreat!" The guards in the armor of the regiment guard quickly lined up the crowd behind them, and blocked the gate of the fortress from outflanks on both wings.

They raised tall shields at the city gates and used sharp spears to form an isolation belt. In order not to be stabbed by these sharp spears, the soldiers in the front involuntarily retreated, but it was only A little back,

There are too many people behind, which completely makes them unable to retreat anymore. They are the people Benishaf trusts most to be able to serve as guards. Even in the same danger and chaos, there are hundreds of guards who are willing to believe in themselves. Commander of the Legion,

"Please believe me, I can use the glory of my army for half a lifetime" to see the guards coming. Benissaf put aside a snack, at least the situation has stabilized. He glanced down, opened his throat and shouted with the greatest strength, "The enemy has deliberately driven us out. The focus of the ambush is bound to be the exit. If we are now Go out and fall into the enemy’s trap! Instead, stay and hold on to the fortress. Everyone has a glimmer of hope for survival!"

"A ray of hope for survival? What is a ray of hope!"

A shout of dissatisfaction erupted from the crowd, and Baron Ivan’s voice could be faintly heard, and he also shouted in it, "Everyone. Think about your family, you are willing to become a cold corpse here," Let all those who love you shed tears? Just for this so-called glimmer of hope?" This sentence is like the fuse of the ignition barrel, which immediately confuses the situation that has just stabilized, and the soldiers in front begin to surging.

"What to do?"

The guards peeped at each other with pale faces, and the hands with their spears were shaking slightly, are they really going to kill themselves? At this time, a tall and strong soldier rushed forward. He lifted one of the spears high and shouted, "Everyone rushed over. I don't believe they dare to kill their own people!"

"Go!"

Someone set an example, and the people behind suddenly boiled up. The desire for survival turned everyone into reckless men. A large group of people swooped forward. One of the guards’ spear was too late to take back and plunged deeply into one. The chest of a soldier,

The blood stained the soldier's body red, but his lifeless body was still pushed forward by the people behind him. As if still rushing forward, even as the commander of the Benishaf army, in the extreme panic, it is difficult to control the situation in front of him. Tens of thousands of Dunker soldiers swarmed toward the narrow gate like chao water. At the entrance, hundreds of guards were rushed out in just a few seconds

In the hills in the distance. Cleveland, the commander of the Fifth Banner of the Southern Army, was looking at the smoky Shirsha Castle in the distance with the bronze looking glass in his hand, "It should be almost the same! Why hasn't there been any movement?"

Cleveland put down the looking glass in his hand a little impatiently, and frowned slightly. "Is there something wrong? Probably not. Everything is perfectly arranged, with 7,000 to beat the enemy. Wan, naturally it is impossible to choose to fight on open ground that is not good for you,

The terrain of Shirsha Castle just meets the needs of their own layout. The terrain is high in the south and low in the north. The north is flat wilderness, and the south is undulating hilly land. The seven thousand troops are buried in the undulating terrain. In the hilly area, the Dunkers killed from another direction are invisible,

And the Shirsha Castle, which they happily occupied, had already been ordered by Cleveland to remove most of the original solid foundations, relying only on the original weathered stone for support, which is typical Dangerous buildings, and every thatched house in the castle was splashed with flammable grease in advance, and finally a sufficient amount of crude oil bombs were stacked in ten towers on the four sections of the city wall.

It's very simple, but it is full of lethality. If the 20,000 troops of Dunkerians would not enter, it would be a dead end.

According to Cleveland’s statement, this is what was left by His Majesty Falcon playing against the left-backers. He just played it appropriately, and there is nothing to boast about, just as his Majesty proofreaded it. The tactics textbook of the General Training Class of the Army Military Academy reads the same on the first page "The way of tactics is a technique of how to deceive! Either you deceive the enemy to die, or you deceive yourself to die!"

Cleveland knows very well that relying on these alone cannot kill all of Dunkir’s 20,000 troops, so the real killing array, as Benisaf guessed, is a length and width agreement outside the castle gate. On the 300-meter wide flat,

The 7,000 Falcon Southern Army has pulled out a huge attack queue about 100 meters from the city gate,

On the front of the city gate, 3,000 heavy infantry of the Falcon Army dispatched 3,000 men, like a huge bow handle bent inwardly, which is the most stable support for the entire army formation, and then 4,000 men. The Southern Army crossbowmen carrying strong infantry crossbows are like huge wings spreading out to both sides, spreading out from the thick bow handle formed by the infantry to the sides. It is very spectacular. The crossbowmen squat or stand, and the dense clusters of arrows are cold in winter. The sun is shining with a suffocating chill,

"General, can we send two thousand-man teams to launch an active attack from the collapsed position to attract them?" A Southern Army officer asked Cleveland for instructions,

At this moment, loud noises came from the direction of the city gate of Shirsha Castle

"No, our prey can no longer bite!"

Cleveland once again raised the looking glass in his hand and saw from the circular lens that countless Dunkers were like floods that suddenly opened the gate, pouring out from the narrow exit of the fortress

"Order an attack!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Cleveland's mouth~IndoMTL.com~Om! "The violently vibrating bowstrings of the 4,000 infantry foot crossbows were released, and at the same time there was a roar of tearing the air, which made people's teeth sour. The Dunkers who had just run out of the exit suddenly felt the sky white and looked up. Go, the tail feathers of countless long arrows formed a white cloud in the sky. At the beginning, that white cloud seemed to be very slow, but when they rose to the top of the parabola, they swooped down suddenly. "In the sound, the bright silver arrow cascaded like a rainstorm, instantly rushing out and drowning the first person.

"Pouch"

Sharp crossbow arrows from Dunkir’s soldiers’ heads, bodies, and legs, as long as they can pass through, the entire area covered by the arrow cluster is empty, and only the arrow cluster is still pouch. The cold sound of falling, the dead body, the trembling of the falling sharp arrows, the **** stump, dragging long blood-red scars on the ground,

"Go back, there is a trap!"

The Dunkirk soldier yelled in a panic, and the private map retreated to the entrance of the city gate again, but more people wanted to rush out, suddenly twisted into a group and became the target of the Falcon Army, blood flowing into a river. Countless corpses in the arrow fell in pieces. ((an.) Your support is my greatest motivation.)