"Where is the sudden general?" After killing the archer, Shao Xun shouted with his sword.
"The general is here!" Soldiers one after another gathered towards him, and their voices had never been so loud and uniform.
"Kill the thief!" Shao Xun rushed into several stupid enemy soldiers and continued to create a bloody storm.
"Kill the thief!" The generals rushed forward bravely, everyone was vying for the first place, and their emotions were completely aroused.
Wherever the golden-armored warrior went, the enemy troops fled one after another, leaving them vulnerable to attack.
Occasionally, those who want to resist will lose their courage and turn away when they see the fierce generals behind the golden-armored warriors with full morale and ferocious faces.
The assault generals are like an iron hammer. Wherever they hit, the enemies will scatter and no longer form a formation.
The entire camp fell into chaos, and was completely stunned by the surprise attack.
An enemy general shouted loudly and hurriedly gathered hundreds of people, preparing to go up and resist.
He had clearly seen that there were not many invading enemies, just one or two hundred people. Even though they were all brave and had high morale, after fighting for so long, their swords were curled, their armor was damaged, and their strength must have been consumed a lot.
As long as they can resist for a moment, more and more of our own soldiers will gather after they have recovered, thus restraining them and preventing them from rushing around and killing.
By that time, the mill will grind them to death.
A good idea, but unrealistic.
"Kill!" There was an overwhelming roar outside the camp gate, and He Lun, Wang Bing and others rushed in with the main force.
The courage the enemy soldiers had just mustered up quickly dissipated.
"Run!"
"Failed, defeated!"
"Breakout to the east!"
"Take me away, my leg is hurt."
"Spare your life, I surrender."
The defeat was instantaneous, and not a single Ye soldier wanted to stay and fight. Everyone scrambled to be the first, for fear of being thrown down by their own men and cutting off the rear. The camp gate even huddled together, just like the west gate of the Ming Hall where corpses were piled up.
As expected, the chaos was captured by the Royal Army. They lined up in an orderly manner, stabbing with spears and firing rifles and bows, easily harvesting the lives of the enemies.
The odds of victory and defeat are obvious.
"Stick the gun, stab!" Wang Queer's childish voice sounded on the battlefield.
"Kill!" The spears were thrust out one after another, blood spattered, and screams continued.
"Stick the gun, stab!" Wang Queer's voice continued to sound.
"Kill!" Fifty Luoyang coolies from the seventh team of the Royal Army fired their spears for the second time and once again killed and wounded a large number of Ye soldiers.
If you observe their faces carefully, you will find an interesting phenomenon.
Most of these fifty recruits, who have been trained for less than half a year, are very nervous.
Someone yelled "kill", but his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and the gun he thrust out seemed a little soft.
Some people opened their mouths wide, but could not shout any sound. They held the gun barrel tightly with both hands, their knuckles turned white, and they almost watered their hands.
Some people's movements were stiff, relying solely on the muscle memory developed through regular training with sticks to mechanically poke out the spear.
Some people had the enemy's blood splattered all over their heads and faces, shouting in fright, and thrusting their spears forward randomly.
Fortunately, the enemy is already in a state of collapse.
Otherwise, this group of people might make a joke, and it is not impossible for them to be killed.
"Stick the gun, stab!" This was not Wang Que'er's first time on the battlefield, and he was very strong. At this moment, the commands kept coming, and the gun shot out like a dragon, but it was not affected much.
"Kill!" The coolies in Luoyang poked out their spears and immediately put away their spears. Before receiving the next order, they took small steps forward with their spears in hand.
"Shoot, stab!" the command sounded again.
"Kill!" The roar was like thunder, and many of the Ye soldiers crowded at the door fell to the ground.
"Shasha..." The military boots stepped over the corpse, stepped on the pool of blood, and continued to move forward.
"Stick the gun and stab!"
This goes on and on.
The recruits gradually got over the initial nervousness. After the adrenaline surged, the stiffness of the body was greatly relieved, and the killing efficiency increased rapidly.
The Ye soldiers who fell behind were quickly slaughtered.
Others threw away their armor and equipment and ran desperately just to run faster.
With more than 3,000 people, it only took less than half an hour from the time they were raided to the time they completely collapsed.
The Royal Army conducted a symbolic pursuit, and after harvesting the heads of a hundred or so unlucky men, they returned to their camp and cleaned up the battlefield.
They have no cavalry and cannot catch up.
People who run away can throw away everything that gets in their way, but you can't.
Those who are running away can run as fast as they want regardless of their formation, but you can't. If you are chasing after them, you have to stop and form a team.
To pursue the remnants of the enemy and expand the victory, you still have to rely on cavalry.
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"Sima!" After the battle, Chen Yougen, covered in blood, came back from the city gate cave to resume his life: "Five brothers died in the battle and about ten were injured. All the thieves were killed, and I cut off all their heads."
"How serious is the injury?" Shao Xun was sitting in a car, and Wu Qian was bandaging his injuries.
"I'm afraid one or two will die. The others will be raised for a while and they can come back." Chen Yougen replied.
"It's okay." Shao Xun breathed a sigh of relief.
Veterans returning from injury are a very valuable asset.
The teaching team are all warriors with outstanding skills. They usually play the role of Shao Xun's personal soldiers. The death of one of them is very painful.
"Master Shao, two people from our team were killed and seven injured." Wang Queer also came over and reported.
"Who died?" Shao Xun asked.
"Recruit."
"It's okay." Shao Xun said in an inaudible voice.
It is inevitable that people will die in a great victory. As long as the people who die are not student soldiers, there will be as many coolies as there are in Luoyang.
"How is your team playing? Tell me the truth, don't hide it, and don't make big talk." Shao Xun said again.
Wang Que'er thought for a moment and said: "I was very nervous at first. Some people even forgot to shoot with their spears. Some people were shaking all over and couldn't exert any strength. The spears were weak and weak. Some people were so scared that they refused to listen to orders.
, and stuck the gun randomly. But after a few rounds of stabbing, the situation improved, and it became much smoother at the end."
"You are lucky." Shao Xun said something very strange.
Chen Yougen grinned and said, "You're lucky. It's my first time on the battlefield, and I fought like this with a favorable wind."
Wang Queer did not refute.
If today was a field battle in which both sides were well prepared, it was hard to say for other teams, and the fifty men under his command would probably suffer heavy casualties.
There was no other reason. The recruits were too nervous. Some of them had a buzzing head and couldn't hear the commands or the flags.
Some people don't know how to allocate their physical strength reasonably, and they lose energy after hitting each other.
Some people even stabbed randomly with their eyes closed, which made people speechless.
This kind of performance can only be a long sigh.
Fortunately, these soldiers are relatively honest and obedient. They can endure hardships during training, and they don't complain even if they are beaten with sticks. Just summarize them when you go back and do targeted training.
After going to the battlefield and seeing blood, recruits will also experience some inexplicable psychological changes.
The next time you fight with someone, the situation will be much better.
In short, all new recruits have to go through this experience. The faster they adapt, the easier it is to survive.
When these new recruits can face the bloody battlefield with a relatively calm attitude and perform as well as they can in normal training, they will become veterans.
If they go through more battles, are more experienced, win more battles, and develop the arrogance to win, then they can be called a strong force.
By this time, this army has become strong and will not be easily defeated.
It is not easy to build a strong team from scratch. But once you succeed, it is also very rewarding.
And the loyalty will be very high, because you are the founder of this army. You have been involved in the whole process when the soldiers were still rookies, and you have led them to the top step by step. You have too many common memories with them, and you have established a team that is unique to you.
of prestige.
You are their god, a father-like figure. As long as you live, no one will dare to oppose you.
If you die, your descendants may still be able to benefit a little bit. As for whether you can suppress those arrogant and powerful generals, it depends on your descendants' ability. Anyway, it will be difficult to control them like you do.
It is the "highest authority" that belongs exclusively to the creator.
"Take me to meet them." Shao Xun slapped Wu Qian's hand away, wrapped the wound casually, and, accompanied by Wang Que'er, came to the soldiers of the seventh team.
They were carrying the corpse, and when they heard the command, they immediately stood still.
This is a conditioned reflex, the result of countless beatings with sticks and whips in the training ground.
Shao Xun looked at a soldier with blood on his body and asked: "Have you killed anyone?"
This man looked a little dull and stupid, and he didn't react for a while.
"I'm asking you a question!" Chen Yougen hit him with a scabbard.
The man reacted immediately and loudly said: "Killed one person."
"How do you feel?" Shao Xun asked.
"It seems...not difficult." The man replied with difficulty.
Everyone laughed, what are these words!
Shao Xun patted his shoulder and said, "Are you nervous when killing people?"
This person actually recalled it carefully, and after a while he said: "I forgot."
Everyone laughed again.
Shao Xun pulled another person beside him and asked: "Are you afraid of fighting for the first time?"
The man hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "At first I wanted to pee, and I wanted to stab him with a gun, but I couldn't breathe, my hands and feet didn't obey my orders, and I couldn't stab him out no matter what."
"What happened next?"
"Then one of the thieves slipped and hit the head of my gun and died. Suddenly I could breathe, and then I killed another person."
No one laughed at him this time.
He can kill two people, can you?
Everyone is a new recruit, and his performance is actually very good. After all, few people have changed as much as Shao Sima - so naturally brave.
Shao Xun then focused on questioning more than a dozen student soldiers and officers of the seventh team. After understanding their status, he felt relieved.
The sixteen officers and above in the seventh team are all student soldiers, while the soldiers are all relatively ignorant and unsophisticated market coolies. This is the unit that I have the deepest control over.
After this battle is over, maybe we can try to form a second or even third team.
Chapter completed!