Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1270 Arrays also have pros and cons

   Feiqian looked at the terrain, pointed to the formation of high officials, turned to Zhang Xiu and said, "If I leave it to you, how would you fight?"

   "Your Majesty!" Zhang Xiu, who was a little downcast at first, suddenly raised his head, and there was a creak on his neck. Zhang Xiu originally thought that he was lucky enough to abandon the punishment, but Fei Qian asked him how to fight, which seemed to indicate that Fei Qian was still willing to trust him and let him continue to lead the army to fight. For a while, he couldn't believe it .

   "It's okay, let's talk about it." Fei Qian turned around, didn't continue to look at Zhang Xiu, and didn't have any fluctuations in attitude, as if he was talking about whether to eat soup cakes or corn at night.

"Wei!" Zhang Xiu regained his energy in an instant as if he had been injected with a tube of chicken blood, staring at the high-ranking camp in front of him with piercing eyes, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "This thief is using tricks to lure the enemy again! "

   Fei Qian neither nodded nor shook his head, but said: "Continue."

   Zhang Xiu, who was peeking at Fei Qian, suddenly had a small drum in his heart. Right? Or is it wrong? Or are some of them right and some of them wrong? Zhang Xiu, who didn't find any auxiliary answer from Fei Qian's face, could only continue to speak according to the original idea: "Qi junhou, Yuan Jun's left wing is supported by a cottage, three sides are steep, and the only one is flat." The ramp is occupied by Yuan Jun's center again, and the right wing is far away from the other side. If we attack the right wing, we have to go around the mountain, and this flank will inevitably be attacked..."

Zhang Xiu glanced at Fei Qian again, but he still couldn't get any information from Fei Qian's face, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to say: "If we attack the center directly, on the one hand, we must be careful about the right wing attacking from behind, on the other hand On the one hand, it is equivalent to being attacked by counterfeit bows and arrows on the side again, and the loss will definitely be heavy..."

   "..." Fei Qian waited for a while, and found that Zhang Xiu had stopped, glanced at Zhang Xiu, and said, "What else?"

   "Ah? There is more?" Zhang Xiu's eyes almost fell off, and he stared up and down carefully at Yuan Junjun's formation, looked and looked, and said eagerly, "This...it's gone..."

  Fei Qian raised his eyebrows, pointed to the distance, and said, "You haven't considered the terrain of its right wing."

   "Terrain?" Zhang Xiu heard the words, half stood up on the horse's back, took a look at it, and said, "There is a meadow on the right wing...Your Majesty means that there is an ambush in the meadow?"

  In front of the right wing, there is a rather large meadow. Although it is already autumn, the weeds are not completely withered and yellow. There is a large area of ​​yellow, yellow, green and green, and there seems to be some lights shining...

   Bright light? !

   Is it the cold light of swords and guns?

Zhang Xiu almost blurted out, but after thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong. The grass in the meadow is not very high, at most it reaches the height of the knees. If it is really hiding soldiers, then either they can only dig a hole or lie on the ground , but the problem is that Caodianzi itself is low-lying. From this point of view, Caodianzi is quite flat. Although the area is not small, there are no potholes or traces of being overwhelmed...

   "That's water light." Fei Qian gave the answer directly, "There must be water under Caodianzi..."

   "It turned out to be water!" Zhang Xiu understood in a second, and then said angrily, "What a cunning thief! If it weren't for the prince's insight into the details, he would definitely be taken advantage of by him!"

   Feiqian smiled, and said in his heart, I will tell you that I didn't see it, but did Gong Jun and his scouts survey the terrain here? If it wasn't for the great location of the mountain spring in the cottage, maybe everyone is thinking about ordering some crotons now, and then waiting for a long time, wouldn't everything be over?

   "Hmm..." Fei Qian hummed undeniably, and then said, "Is there a little more?"

   "..." Zhang Xiu's face was wrinkled.

There is no way, although Zhang Xiu and Zhang Ji are from the Xiliang frontier army, the problem is that the knowledge of military strategists is not determined by the background, and like Fei Qian, there is a theoretical foundation first, and then a lot of practice. It was one and a half buckets of water, and it was almost 80% full now, so it was naturally much better than Zhang Xiu's.

"There are also military books in the Pingyang Lecture Hall, remember to read more when you go back." Fei Qian didn't continue to embarrass Zhang Xiu, and slightly raised his chin, "Did you forget where Yuan Jun came from? There must be this far away on the right wing." The follow-up soldiers who came from the mountain road in a few days are waiting for us..."

   "So it is!" Zhang Xiu suddenly realized.

"The left wing is a stronghold, and it is difficult to attack by force. The center formation is sunken and heavily guarded. If you really want to hit the center formation, you will be attacked from three directions. The right wing has a wet meadow. Our cavalry can't use it. Overall, this formation The layout is pretty good..." Fei Qian chuckled, "But...obviously, this formation also has weaknesses..."

   "...is the formation too long?" Zhang Xiu's eyes lit up.

  In ancient wars, the so-called famous generals were not based on being able to win more with less every time, but on the basis that every battle that could be won must be won.

   Tens of thousands, even hundreds of millions, of soldiers on both sides are not uncommon in ancient Chinese wars, but not such a large number of soldiers are on the battlefield in person, fighting with each other. Strictly speaking, the vast majority of pawns are actually spectators, and at most they are spectators who listen to the sound. There are many people who go to the battlefield wheezing and wheezing, and then do nothing, and win or lose the whole battle.

  The formation of high and dry people makes good use of the terrain, but also in order to use these terrains, the entire formation has to be pulled apart. The left wing is high and the right wing is low, presenting a long strip, and the natural formation is longer.

   Feiqian nodded, then added something, laughed twice, and said: "That's right, and the most important thing is a defensive formation, so..."

   "What is the most effective against troops that cannot move in a wide range?" Fei Qian chuckled twice, waved back, and asked Huang Xu, "Is the ballista ready?"

  Easy to carry and powerful are two different requirements, just like two people sitting on a seesaw, one is light and the other is heavy. To achieve balance, two people are neither light nor heavy...

  This time when he came from Pingyang, Fei Qian brought ten portable crossbow carts that Huang's workshop had just rolled off the assembly line. Thanks to the good quality of the steel produced by Huang's workshop, the fasteners that originally needed to be riveted with wood can be replaced by inlaying steel parts, and have higher strength. Although the overall weight has increased a bit, dismantling After opening, the weight is dispersed and it is not too difficult to carry.

  The ballista was quickly pushed up. The black-painted ballista was big, clumsy and inconspicuous. It was only after the crossbow was mounted that it showed a ferocious face.

  The sword and shield hands moved a little to the sides to let the ballistas be displayed in front of the formation. The artisans accompanying the army quickly checked all ten ballistas one by one, and then signaled to Fei Qian that they were ready.

   Fei Qian waved his hand, indicating that it was time to start.

   "Boom!"

   Before Yuan Bing could react, when he saw clearly what was being pushed out from the opposite side, a long crossbow spear had already crossed the sky between the two armies, and pierced down with a whistling sound!

   "Ballista!" Gao Gan's pupils shrank sharply.

unacceptable!

   Isn’t the ballista used to defend on the top of the city? How could it appear in such a place, before the two armies confront each other!

Before the high-ranking officials figured out what was going on, or even thought about what to do next, the roaring crossbow gun directly penetrated the chest of a Yuan Jun soldier, and then broke with a "click" The femur of a soldier behind him stopped, still unsatisfied.

   "Wow..." Many soldiers subconsciously made noises in Yuan Jun's battle formation.

   "Calm down! Hold on tight!" the noncommissioned officer Yuan Jun subconsciously yelled loudly, maintaining the order of the battle formation.

The soldiers formed together in the Han Dynasty could not cry out when they saw the crossbow gun coming, and then spread out and fell to the ground to avoid the attack like the later generations. Instead, they could only close their eyes and pray to God to let fate God decides everything. Because once dispersed, the entire array will be scattered, and it is simply wishful thinking to regroup and confront the two armies again.

   "Boom boom boom..."

  The test firing was over, and the ballista with the scale determined, began to shoot towards Yuan Jun's center line in an orderly manner. With a sharp whistling, the crossbow guns rushed towards the high-ranking middle army's position viciously.

   Gao Gan immediately fell into an extremely embarrassing situation. If you stay where you are, it will be a living target for Fei Qian. Even if such crossbow spears cannot kill all the soldiers in the Chinese army, the damage to morale is extremely huge.

When the two armies were in hand-to-hand combat, the casualties were even more severe than now. However, at that time, all the soldiers' attention was on the enemy, and the casualties of their comrades around them were not the focus of their attention, but it is different now, completely different. Same…

Every soldier who was killed or injured was under the eyes of everyone in Yuan Jun, watching them either die happily, with the blood in their stomachs flowing on the ground, or they were pierced by crossbow guns but not yet killed, and were killed by the soldiers behind. Dragging and screaming all the way to the back, every Yuan Jun soldier in the middle formation felt the threat of death, no one knew if he would be the next to die, and no one knew the crossbow of the Zhengxi Bing formation on the opposite side. How long will the gun be fired.

Although the shooting speed of Zhengxi's ballista is not fast, but the range is extremely long, Yuan Jun can only stand and be beaten, even if the range of the archers hidden in the cottage is doubled, it still cannot reach half a hair of Zhengxi's array …

"Retreat the central army further, or retreat to the camp? Or stand here until the crossbow chariots that conquer the west shoot all the crossbow guns? Or send people to rush up to fight? Or send the right wing Attack those ballistas in front of the formation?" Gao Gan swallowed his saliva, hesitating, because no matter which option it is, it is not the most ideal answer.

  The cottage is halfway up the mountain, where can I retreat to? Moreover, there is no road above the mountain, and there is no better platform to line up. Although it is safest to retreat to the camp, it is not so easy to come out again.

   To go up to face-to-face combat is undoubtedly to give up one's own advantages, so what's the point of setting up this formation by oneself? It's not as straightforward as setting up a serious and ordinary formation directly at the foot of the mountain. Besides, if I move here, the left wing does not have, and the right wing may not be able to catch up, it is almost like going out alone, not looking for death, but what do you want to do?

   Just when Gao Gan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly heard a shrill scream in his ear, and a crossbow gun passed by him like lightning, and stabbed one of his guards at the waist and leg! Amidst the screams, the gushing blood immediately splashed onto Gao Gan's cheeks, and Gao Gan's facial muscles twitched involuntarily.

   This is just the beginning, when one after another the crossbow spears are aimed at the high-ranking military order flag, even the most dull person can understand the current danger.

  Zhengxi's ballista can even adjust the angle, and it can even shoot at him!

  This, this is really too much!

  Can we still play happily together...

   For a moment, Gao Gan had the urge to rush forward, but looking at the cavalry team that was ready in the west formation, Gao Gan could only grin and give up this idea.

Looking at the death of soldiers in the distance ahead is a completely different concept from watching the death of the guards around them. High-ranking officers can shout to make the soldiers in the front line to stabilize, and they can ask the non-commissioned officers at the grassroots level to lead the ordinary soldiers to not take a step back. Standing on the ground chaotically, but it was his turn to face the threat of death. Looking at the guards on the left and right who were pierced and killed even if they were holding shields, the muscles on Gao Gan's cheeks twitched non-stop. After all, he couldn't help but order He chose the safest move, retreated to the camp, and gave up the head-on confrontation with General Fei Qian, who was conquering the west.

  If it’s just casualties of soldiers under his command, and the high-ranking officers still have a little confidence to persevere, it will be regarded as exhausted in combat, but when they are faced with threats of life and death, they will naturally not be able to afford it...

The senior cadres and the central army retreated one after another. The problem was not very big, because it was originally on the hillside, and it was enough to retreat gradually, but it was hard for the right-wing troops, which were originally deployed farther away, to hear the order to withdraw troops. After that, I couldn't help being taken aback, and then I couldn't help scolding my mother.

Under such a distance, the Chinese army withdrew first again, and the whole return journey meant that the right wing had no cover at all. This is absolutely impossible for these cavalrymen who conquered the west to be puppets. Just go back like this?

   "Ahahaha, idiot! Where are you going!"

   Just as Gao Gan's right wing was rushing towards the cottage, Zhang Xiu rushed over with his cavalry to intercept him, yelling.

With Zhang Xiu as the arrow, the Bingzhou wolf cavalry surged up, forming a very standard and simple front and arrow formation. The two wings held knives and guns and held the shield. Feathered arrows swished out, whizzing through the air, and from time to time soldiers on the retreating right wing Yuan Jun fell to the ground with arrows.

   Zhang Xiu laughed loudly: "Quick! Quick! Fuck these idiots!"

Zhang Xiu's long spear is like a living thing, and it can be stabbed or pulled or picked, and it kills Yuan Jun's right wing who hastily retreated to the cottage. But like sheep, they only dared to bleat when they saw their comrades being killed, and ran to the village with their heads sullen, because they all knew that if they couldn't run back to the village, they would all die!

Gao Gan, who fled back to the cottage, looked at the right wing that had been intercepted by Pingpo before, and suddenly realized his negligence for a moment. What kind of disaster did the order to retreat cause to the right wing, and his throat groaned twice. Finally, he screamed terribly: "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

  The archers in the cottage quickly shot arrows, but they couldn’t reach Zhang Xiu and others at all. Instead, they wounded and killed many right-wing soldiers who hadn’t had time to escape...

  Looking at the three-color Zhengxi battle flag in the distance, Gao Gan felt that his legs and feet were weak, and his head was a little dizzy. He barely maintained his standing posture by holding on to the wall of the village. He knew in his heart that this time, it was over.

   What should I do, is it really going to be buried here?

  (end of this chapter)