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Chapter 547 Shocking Matching Mechanism

It is windy today and the number of refugees is increasing. A temporary resettlement site for refugees has been set up behind the military camp.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the people on the big balloon used flag signals to inform the entire army that the enemy had appeared 20 miles ahead.

The war is about to start.

Xia Lin looked at the sand table in the big tent and said, "They won't use cavalry to charge directly at my infantry who have set up their formation, right?"

"Really?" Shan Xiongxin was also stunned for a moment: "That's great."

"I don't think so." Xia Lin scratched his head and said, "But it seems like he is planning to do so. How can cavalry raid the battlefield?"

"Marshal, the world is so big, everything is possible."

Shan Xiongxin actually laughed when he said this. Xia Lin shook his head: "No, the Turks will not let such a moron be the commander."

While they were talking, the flag signal on the balloon had changed to infantry forward and cavalry dispersed to the side.

The messenger rushed into the tent to inform Xia Lin, and only then did Xia Lin hum, "That's right. Notify the artillery battalion and prepare for battle."

"Yes!"

At this moment, the north wind swept across the Longxi wilderness, and thirty snake-shaped trenches stretched out in front of the army. The crossbowmen wearing fine scale armor crouched on the edge of the trench, their knuckles white from tightly gripping the crossbows.

Thunder of iron hooves is rising at the end of the horizon.

The enemy infantry formed a formation and were advancing forward.

The lookout on the balloon blew the horn, and after seven blasts, the messenger below shouted at the top of his lungs: "Seven hundred steps! Everyone prepare for battle!"

At this moment, the earth seemed to be shaking. The 140,000 troops were like a huge black wave, heading towards the Green Forest Army silently against the sunlight.

"Artillery battalion, get ready!" The battalion commander, Sun Ge, waved the flag and said, "Low trajectory! Fully load the primer!"

All the gunners immediately began to load their artillery, while the observers carefully watched the movements of the enemy cavalry that were flanking them.

"The first battalion moves left by twenty-seven, high and low by six, the second battalion moves right by thirty-three, high and low by four. High explosive, reload!"

With the order issued by the artillery battalion, all preparations were ready.

At this time, the enemy cavalry had avoided the trench and extended to both sides. The light cavalry was extremely fast, and when the infantry was about five miles away, they had already entered the perfect range.

"Free bombardment!"

The roar of the artillery began to show its power, and more than 20 high-explosive shells fell into the enemy cavalry charge formation in the form of a slow-moving barrage.

The cavalry close to the center of the explosion were torn into pieces or turned into a ball of bloody mist by the shock wave, and the horses that had not received anti-explosion training could not continue fighting in such an environment. In an instant, the cavalry on both wings scattered into a group, and some uncontrollable horses rushed towards the trenches two miles away.

The barbed wire and the uneven ground crippled the horse's legs, and the cavalryman on top was thrown far away. After falling to the ground, he was about to draw his scimitar to resist, but a spear pierced into his chest.

The formation of the vanguard cavalry was broken up, and the following Turkic cavalry immediately turned around and prepared for a second round of charge. At this time, a sudden change occurred on the battlefield. A rain of arrows fell from the sky. The capstan bows that could fire ten heavy arrows at a time formed an iron curtain wall on their retreat path. The heavy and sharp arrows fell from the sky and could even pierce their leather armor and nail them to their horses.

There were rumbling explosions in front and rain of arrows chasing from behind. The cavalry formation was suddenly stuck in a state of being unable to advance or retreat. Some of them could only steer their horses towards the trenches, trying to get a glimmer of hope from there, while others even jumped into the river with their horses.

Eighty percent of these thousands of cavalrymen were killed before they even saw the enemy, but the Turkic infantry did not react at all and still rushed towards the Green Forest Army's position with weapons in hand.

"Crossbowmen, get ready."

The Turkish archers also continued to shoot arrows, but their arrows could not penetrate the barriers on the trenches, and when the crossbows began to counterattack, the Turkish vanguards were still climbing the barbed wire in front.

The penetrating power of the powerful crossbows caused these Turkic soldiers to fall down one after another like wheat being cut. Their corpses became an obstacle to the advance of the soldiers behind them. For a while, there was even trampling and congestion among the Turkic soldiers.

However, something even more explosive happened at this time. The Green Forest Army began to use catapults to throw some bottles into the Turkic camp. After the bottles exploded, they immediately scattered flames. These flames could attach to people's bodies for a long time and could not be extinguished.

The Turks were not shot to death by bows and crossbows, but it was difficult for them to pass through such a rampant wall of fire.

At this moment, a horn sounded in the distance, signaling a retreat. The attacking Huns immediately began to retreat, but this was not a turn-based game, so how could they just run away?
In an instant, the Green Forest Army's cavalry rushed out from the rear wing and began their hunting journey among the crowd. Wherever their long swords went, blood plasma bloomed on the ground like roses.

Xia Lin was watching the battle situation in front of him through a telescope from a high point. He turned around and glanced at Shan Xiongxin: "Who are they? How can they be so weak?"

Shan Xiongxin laughed and said, "It seems to be the son of the Western Turkic emperor Ashina."

"What an excellent matching mechanism." Xia Lin sighed sincerely: "I played his father to death and operated him to death back then, and now it's the son's turn." Maybe it was because he had never seen this kind of tactics before. Ashina really ordered the army to charge straight into the trenches. How many people could they consume?
When the Green Forest Cavalry rushed to the enemy camp and were out of the range of their crossbows, they turned around and began to retreat. The way was littered with corpses and surviving Turkic soldiers.

The entire process from the clash between the two armies to the withdrawal of the Turkic troops took no more than half an hour. It is roughly estimated that the Turkic losses during this half hour were nearly 7,000 people.

Seven thousand people!

These 7,000 soldiers didn't even have the chance to engage in close combat with the enemy. They were beaten to pieces before they could even break through the first line of defense.

At this time, there was deathly silence in Ashina's camp. Even Ashina's Han military advisor was silent. The current situation was that of the first round of contact, with their side launching a tentative attack and then being defeated across the board.

The soldiers who managed to escape said that the other side had the help of the God of Thunder and the God of Fire, which brought down the morale of the entire camp.

Damn it, we already have the God of Thunder and the God of Fire, how can we play this?
General Ashina sat there, holding up his teacup, and said to the Han general beside him, "Is there really a god of thunder and fire?"

The Han Can lowered his eyelids and kept cursing Ashina as a big fool, saying, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, don't try it easily, find out the other party's movements clearly and then make long-term plans."

Has he forgotten who beat his father so hard that he had to run away in fear?

"Prince, we need a victory to boost the morale of the army right now."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Han Can was silent for a while and then said, "Tell someone to capture some of the people around and have them charge into the battle tomorrow."

"Okay!" Ashina slapped his thigh and said, "Let's do it this way."

But at this moment, the sound of war drums suddenly came from outside. They rushed out of the gate in a hurry and saw that the heavy armored infantry in front of them had already pressed over, and the flags with the word "Xia" on them were fluttering in the wind like the flags of the Emperor.

Those heavy infantrymen... Wow, that posture, that attitude. The Turkic army, which had just been beaten to the point of losing faith, was so frightened by seeing these heavy infantrymen dressed like a fortress that they almost lost their lives.

Xia Lin was not in a hurry at this moment. He just drew the long sword at his waist and swung it forward. The sound of the war drum suddenly became rapid, and the drum beats and the footsteps of the heavy infantry were in unison, shaking the earth.

That was 30,000 heavy infantry. Even if there were more than 100,000 people on the opposite side, they would be a little scared to see such a scene, not to mention that they had just been beaten badly.

"Hold the camp!!!"

Following Ashina's roar, crossbows were immediately set up outside the Turkic camp, but these crossbows were like toys to Fuliang's composite armored infantry.

The giant shield, the big axe, and the long spear, the three giants on the battlefield pushed the battle line to a distance of one hundred steps like the huge waves caused by a tsunami.

At this moment, the drum beat suddenly changed and the infantry formation stopped.

"Third Artillery Battalion! Quadruple high explosive, advance the barrage, fire!"

At this time, the Turkic soldiers heard a buzzing sound in the sky, and then saw something with a tail flying into their camp at lightning speed.

Suddenly, explosions rang out, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down. The explosions, burning and deadly fragments instantly shattered the last bit of sanity of the Turkic soldiers.

"Third Artillery Battalion! White phosphorus shells, free bombardment!"

The second batch of rockets flew into the chaotic Turkic camp again, and suddenly the sky was full of flames. The fire was like the real fire from the underworld, which burned through the bones once it touched them. There was no resistance at all. If you were slow to take off your clothes, you would be dead.

And just when they were in extreme chaos, the drumbeat of the Han army changed again, and the footsteps of 30,000 heavily armored soldiers started again. The orderly footsteps were like the movement of the underworld, knocking on everyone's heart.

The Turkic soldiers began to get confused. They were not the most elite soldiers and some of them had only been recruited for less than three months. Under such extreme fear, their mentality completely collapsed.

The camp with more than 100,000 people could no longer be called a camp. The supervising team was hacked to death by their own people, and countless Turks began to flee.

But how could such a large army escape? Soon the heavy armored Han army rushed into the tent. They were like tireless killing machines, turning into meat grinders in the Turkic camp.

The soldiers, wrapped in heavy armor, were not afraid of swords and axes. Moreover, due to the distance, the only light cavalry that could penetrate the armor could not increase their speed, and even the war horses could not be controlled at this moment.

Soon, the heavy infantry's armor looked like it was half washed with blood, and the armor with hideous faces made the Turks even more frightened.

In a flash, the Han light infantry also launched a fearless charge. In a moment, hundreds of thousands of people were scattered by them.

Xia Lin stood in front of the battle formation, took off his helmet, tilted his head and looked at the shouting and killing in front of him. He once again raised the eight-sided Han sword given to him by Emperor Hongbao: "Don't leave any one alive!"

(End of this chapter)