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The bayonet is actually not superior to the spear. After all, the bayonet is shorter in length, but the front is stabbed and the rear is loaded and fired. Moreover, the Liao soldiers are really desperate when they fight. Some people even take a few shots from Ning Yuan. You have to pick up the spear array and rush close to knock down one or two of you, plus there is a lunatic general. After fighting for an hour or so, the corpses piled up in front of the army almost formed a battlefield strip of more than [-] meters long. , Once again, the unsupported Shun Army and the Right Front Army wailed and retreated back.

But at this time, Liu Zongmin, who was humiliated last time, had already prepared for a long time like a mad dog smelling blood. Seeing Li Shuangxi's troops retreat, he howled proudly, holding his big knife high, without any gap Stay, and then Li Shuangxi's infantry side slammed into the battlefield fiercely.

This time Yuan Dabao's good luck seemed to be exhausted. Holding the corpse with several spears pierced in his arms, he had just stabbed the knife into the stomach of another Chuangjun when suddenly, the fourth regiment's regiment Deputy Xu Dazhuang yelled sternly, turned his head in shock, and the cavalry of Liu Zongmin's department who charged in vain were less than a few meters away from him!

With a click, the knife pierced into the chest of the horse rushing towards him. Even Dongjiang's best weapon could no longer bear the effort, and it broke suddenly. The huge turning force caused Yuan Dabao to spin and fly backwards. Going out, this blow almost broke his skeleton, he took a deep breath, and just now he tried to stand up with difficulty while holding the half of the saber.

The next moment, a horseshoe the size of a bowl appeared in front of his eyes stained with blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Liu Zongmin's cavalry slammed on the Hegang Corps like a heavy hammer, but the scuffle continued for another half an hour, and the seemingly thin Liaozhen soldiers spun thread was still holding on in the crumbling, but Since the start of the battle in the morning, the battle line of the Liao soldiers has been pushed back by 600 meters, and the bomb craters and the battlefield filled with the corpses of the two armies have been abandoned to the back step by step.

But this tenacity was also paid for by paying huge casualties and sacrifices. The wounded on the line of fire were carried to the field hospital behind like flowing water, and were given to them by men and women in white clothes and embroidered with red gourds. received in the tent.

"Save our corps commander, please, save him!"

"Don't worry, we will try our best to save him!"

A stretcher full of blood was placed on the ground, and several soldiers knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately. The nurses in the field were so panicked that they dared to support it, and kept making sure that they put the same blood-stained The sergeant persuaded him to return to the battlefield.

Watching their backs step by step and turning their heads three times, the field nurse hurriedly carried the stretcher into the overcrowded tent. After just two glances, the field doctor stretched a cowhide band to the wounded's thigh where the bones were exposed. Immediately afterwards, he picked up the long saw that had been soaked in alcohol, and three people held down the unconscious wounded man. The doctor was sweating profusely, but he pressed the saw down with extremely steady hands.

It can wake up a comatose person, how much pain is this amputation, one can imagine that a general of the Liao army passing by who heard this voice felt sorry for him, and suddenly got off his horse, and he also rushed to the place. The center of the field hospital.

To decide the battle of the world, as the protagonist of one side, Mao Jue is in this field hospital.

Sitting quietly in an empty tent, at this moment his forehead was covered with sweat, and his ears were filled with screams, howls, and groans. like that.

Watching "The Count of Monte Cristo" back then, the vengeful Edmond traveled for more than ten years, just watching executions one after another, training his heart to be extremely tenacious and numb. Mao Jue wants to achieve great things, a tenacious The heart is essential, but using this method, the mental torture of people is also extremely strong.

All this is up to you!

"Liao King!"

Suddenly, the tent was slammed open, and Mao Jue couldn't help shivering.At the door, Liu Chong, who commanded the cavalry, and Hong Chengchou, the commander of the Central Right Army, arrived one after the other. They both knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

"Please order to fight! The Hegang Army has already supported 10,000+ people for a morning. If you don't fight back, the Hegang Army will be finished!"

"Where is Sun Chuanting?"

"Back to King Liao! Here!"

Seeing the two of them coming in, Ying Ji, the personal guard at the door, also came in. Listening to Mao Jue's question, she was holding an eyebrow pencil and drawing it with a dotted line on the map hanging in the tent. , there are already five arcs in front, and this sixth arc, which is more curved, is added later.

However, there is still a half way to the long line drawn by Mao Jue himself with a red pen.

Looking at the eager appearance of the two generals under his command who were sweating, he wiped the beads of sweat from his head, but Mao Jue waved his hand lightly.

"Well, go ask Sun Chuanting if he needs reinforcements. If he needs reinforcements, I will send troops now!"

"The orderly!"

As if he had been pardoned, Hong Chengchou yelled out at the top of his voice, fearing that Mao Jue would change his mind if he was a second late.

At this time, the battle situation at the front line is really at a time of danger. There are miserable screams, crazy shouts, and the bloody spears of the Shun army can be seen clearly even from the headquarters. Sun Chuanting has always had a gloomy expression. Looking at his old opponents of refugees, at this time, the orderly rushed in panting heavily.

"Mr. Army, the King of Liao came to inquire! Do you need reinforcements?"

For a moment, even the staff officers in the tent had their eyes lit up, and they fell on the messenger with hope, but Sun Chuanting looked up at the battlefield without turning his head.

"Go back to King Liao, no need!"

"Humble job obeys!"

Ruling kowtowed, and once again, the messenger ran out of the tent, stopped his footsteps, Sun Chuanting finally turned his head around, and looked around at the staff officers and subordinates who were full of disappointment.

"continue working!"

On the other side, the field hospital.

Looking at the orderly who was sweating profusely, Hong Chengchou almost blurted out the yell of dispatching troops, but the words of the orderly who hurriedly knelt and yelled made him stop abruptly.

"Go back to the King of Liao, Mr. Sun replied, no need for reinforcements!"

Once again, Mao Jue closed his eyes, Hong Chengchou couldn't help shaking his head, and Liu Chong gave a thumbs up helplessly.

"Hard bones!"

It has been four full hours since the morning of the fight. Li Zicheng has tried his best. He has dispatched a total of 9 elite soldiers, but until now he has not defeated a mere [-] people. In the small position, the expression on his face also changed from complacent and cruel at the beginning, gradually to impatience, and now it is full of anxiety.

Night battles are definitely the weakness of Chuangjun. The malnourished refugees have too much night blindness. Now that they retreat, tens of thousands of casualties will be lost in vain on this day, and the blow to morale is unprecedented. Looking at the head at this time It was already sunset, and Li Zicheng, full of anxiety, finally shouted the long-awaited order that Mao Jue had been waiting for.

"Send the order, the old battalion is moving forward, and the whole army will attack! Don't let this Liao formation be too big, and I swear not to withdraw troops!"

Chapter 594. Broken Dreams Here

What kind of spectacle is the charge of hundreds of thousands of troops?

The setting sun in the west cast a golden brilliance, staining the huge scorpions with a layer of golden red, and the entire Dashun army moved. Countless hands raised swords and spears, and even the soldiers of the Shun army with hoes and sickles all moved forward. Emerging out, the huge team was more than 30 miles long and more than ten miles wide. The heavy footsteps even surpassed the horses, making the ground tremble.

A real torrent of people!

The cold light reflected by the knives and iron armor even stung the eyes of the soldiers in Liao Town. Among the mighty army, the muscles on Li Zicheng's face were distorted with excitement and pleasure.

There is no way, today's battle really made him feel aggrieved, 10,000+ people fought for almost a whole day in a few kilometers of thin positions guarded by [-] people, and every time they charged, it seemed that Sun Chuanting's position was left There was a thin layer of film, which could be penetrated once poked, but this film was still unbreakable after spending tens of thousands of lives. That uncomfortable feeling almost didn't drive Li Zicheng crazy.

But now, even if Sun Chuanting has three heads and six arms, Li Zicheng doesn't believe that he can hold on!Looking at the flag on the opposite side that had been burnt with several holes, which made him unforgivably angry, King Chuang suddenly swung his saber forward with pleasure.

"Call me, kill him!"

How does it feel to face the thousands of troops?

When the manpower is exhausted, even if you are covered with iron, how many catties of nails can you drive under the furnace?Being as solid as a rock also has a price to pay. In this whole day of decisive battle, the Hegang Corps that joined the Shangtun army also lost thousands of people in battle, and tens of thousands of people were injured. One-third of the nods were made, but everyone was still injured.

Even Sun Chuanting himself had an arrowhead nailed to his black cotton armor, and the two-way binoculars were hit by a knife and the metal bent down, leaving only a single barrel. Panting heavily, he stared straight into the distance.

Seeing the overwhelming Dashun army stepping on layers of corpses and attacking, even he couldn't help being stunned for a while, and finally, he shouted in a hoarse and hasty voice.

"Send, send a messenger to tell the king of Liao, hurry up."

Not only him, but the sergeants of the Hegang Corps, who were exhausted at the front, forgot to breathe for a while as they watched the rushing troops rushing towards him like mountains and seas. How many holes have been made, the [-] base ammunition issued in the morning has long been used up, and the [-] rounds of ammunition added later are also empty at this time, can they still survive this round?

But when the big guy was in a daze, a roar suddenly sounded in the formation, and then, a bloody, bent black bayonet stood in front of everyone tremblingly, looking at the bayonet, suddenly As if waking up the big guys, the trembling bayonets stood up next to Xu Dazhuang's bayonets, one by one, as the evening wind blew, the front of the army, the bright red bayonets once again formed a mountain of knives , Gazing close at hand, holding up the weapons and roaring, you can even see the yellow-toothed Chuang Jun with their big mouths open. With their chests upright, these men from Saibei also let out a shocking roar.

"Come on, dog thief!"