Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 426
On April [-], starting from the early morning, thirty infantry flag battalions of the Dynasty Army marched out of the camp in a row, and marched mightily towards the Zhenxi Barracks on the west side of Orleans Town.

The previous day's fierce battle, the Dynasty army fought fiercely all day long and defeated the Zhenxi Army from the frontal battlefield. If it wasn't for the fact that yesterday was approaching dark and the fierce battle was exhausted all day, the Dynasty army was unable to launch a new round of attack. There will be no chance to breathe, and the battle has already been defeated.

The high command now has the chance to win, and the balance of victory has tilted towards the army led by Long Han. Now the Zhenxi Army only dares to curl up in the camp to resist and dare not go out to fight.

As long as the hard-shell camp protecting the Zhenxi Army is smashed, the Zhenxi Army will undoubtedly be defeated. This is the thinking of the officials of the high command and the thinking of the soldiers at the bottom.

The soldiers who rested overnight regained their strength. Although the traces of yesterday's battle still remained on their armor, their faces no longer had the fear and anxiety of yesterday. They seemed to be traveling, laughing and laughing. .

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if no reinforcements arrive, the defeat of the Zhenxi Army has become a foregone conclusion. Facing the hundreds of thousands of imperial troops, the more than [-] Zhenxi Army who are sticking to the camp now have only one way to be wiped out other than surrender.

When Long Han led a mighty army to the outskirts of the Zhenxi Army's camp and was about to launch a new round of offensive, the strong camp, deep trenches, and barbed wire fences in the Zhenxi Army camp still made the generals of the Dynasty Army Full of shock.

In just one night, earth-shaking changes took place in the camp of the Zhenxi Army. Numerous parapets, trenches, stakes, and barbed wire were erected, which made people feel palpitating.

These experienced generals were shocked when they saw the densely packed fortifications, but also felt deeply worried. How much would it cost to break through?Certainly the casualties will not be small.

"The trapped beast is still fighting." Marshal Lan Yu of the Central Army was full of disdain when he saw the strong fortress camp of the Zhenxi Army. Although he had a calm demeanor, the soldiers at the bottom were terrified.

Ninth Prince Long Han wanted to surrender without a fight, so he sent a messenger to the camp of the Zhenxi Army to deliver an ultimatum, asking them to put down their weapons and surrender, but it didn't take long for the messenger's bloody head to be hanged on Zhenxi. Army flagpole.

"Have the ability to break through our camp!" Zhenxi Army yelled arrogantly.

Although they lost on the frontal battlefield, their commander, Guan Rui, was already preparing for a protracted war.

Marshal of the Zhenxi Army saw the weakness of Longhan's troops at a glance. The huge number of Longhan's troops could not fight for a long time, because they could not afford to consume them.

The daily consumption of grain and grass by several 10 horses is an astronomical figure, and the Gyeonggi Province has been greatly damaged. It is more difficult to collect grain and grass. If he goes on, he will definitely be able to drag down Long Han's army.

"Order the troops to attack." Ninth Prince Long Han also knew the weakness of his troops, since the opponent would not surrender, he decisively gave the order to attack.

The first to take part in the battle were the five infantry flag regiments of the newly formed Internal Guard Army. They were directly under the command of the Ninth Prince Long Han. Consumed, most of the elite who can survive.

Long Han is no longer the young man he was when he first came to power, he has become more and more sophisticated, he knows the importance of controlling an army, which is also the guarantee of his status, so when the White Tower was reorganized, the original The garrison and miscellaneous armed forces were reorganized into internal guards, directly under his leadership.

Nanchuan Jun Lin promises that although Lan Yu, Marshal of the Central Army, is uneasy about Ninth Prince Long Han's strong desire to take power, after all he is the commander in chief and may be the future emperor, so for Ninth Prince Long Han to control the inner guard You can only open one eye and close the other eye, as if you didn't see it.

The internal guards don't have time for rigorous training, and the battlefield is the best training ground, so Ninth Prince Long Han intends to hone this army in his hands, so he generously let them take charge of the first round of attack, preparing to pass the bloody battle The baptism of the internal defense force has grown rapidly.

"Attack!" Zhao Feng, the new General of the Internal Guard, hugged the thigh of the Ninth Prince Long Han tightly when the Puppet Army was formed, and now he has become the General of the Internal Guard.

The one-armed General of the Internal Guard was originally from the Nanchuan Army, but later rebelled and surrendered to the Dynasty under Lan Yu's command, and now he has defected to Long Han's command.

Lin Chuan scoffed at such nonsense, and had a deep hatred with Zhao Feng. He suggested several times to Long Han not to trust such a person, but the internal guards that Long Han was directly under now did not have any generals, and he nodded every time. Lin Chuan, turned around and promoted Zhao Feng.

In the face of Long Han's so-called emperor's art and the way of balance, Lin Chuan can only keep his own good intentions in his heart, because some words are too much, but it will arouse the disgust of others. The so-called loyal words are like this.

No matter how you say it, Zhao Feng, the rebel general who rebelled several times, has now become a popular person beside the Ninth Prince Long Han. Even Lin Chuan, who has a deep hatred with him, Lin Nuoyan dare not act rashly at this moment. After all, Zhao Feng is now standing behind him. It was Long Han, the Ninth Prince.

"Brothers, step down to suppress the Western Army's camp, chop off Fang Rui's head and dedicate it to His Highness the Ninth Prince!"

"Long live the Ninth Highness! Long live the Ninth Highness!"

The soldiers of the five infantry flag regiments held their weapons high and shouted long live, and swept towards the camp of the Zhenxi Army with a terrifying offensive like a mountain, unstoppable like a thunderbolt.

The Ninth Prince, Long Han, had a smile on his face when he heard the roar of mountains and tsunami coming from ahead, and he was even more satisfied with Zhao Feng, whom he personally picked.

Compared to the optimism of the Ninth Prince Long Han, the rest of the generals were worried. Facing so many solid fortifications of the Zhenxi Army, it would be too childish to charge in such a swarm.

Sure enough, when the internal guards rushed within an arrow of the Zhenxi army camp, arrows like locusts fell down densely.

The inner guard soldiers who shouted to attack were harvested piece by piece, the puffed up blood mist, and the shrill screams quickly replaced the voice of Long Live.

"Don't retreat! Forward!" Facing the locust-like arrow rain, Zhao Feng, the commander of the inner guard, did not change his offensive tactics, but blindly urged the soldiers to attack.

The soldiers of the Internal Guards held their shields and braved the rain of arrows to advance forward. The casualties were increasing. Those barbed wire fences and trenches made it difficult for them to walk, dripping with blood and wailing. Before they approached the Zhenxi Army camp, the Internal Guards had already More than half the casualties.

The attack lasted from early morning to noon, and the internal guards with more than half of the casualties never approached the camp of the Zhenxi army camp. They faced a series of blows such as locust arrow rain, trebuchets, sharp crossbow arrows, and kerosene, and suffered heavy losses. Layers upon layers of scorched corpses covered the battlefield, and blood pooled into a small river.

Zhao Feng, the commander of the internal guards, was helpless in the face of the strong Zhenxi army camp. Seeing that the casualties were increasing, he had to deploy new troops to join the battlefield.

Fortunately, the Zhenxi Army's bows and crossbows were limited, and they were almost exhausted in the morning. At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the inner guards finally broke into the Zhenxi Army's camp, and the two sides launched the most tragic melee.

The fierce battle lasted until dusk, and the internal guards lost tens of thousands of people. The dozens of thousand-man troops still couldn't break into the Zhenxi army camp, but were hit by a few short counterattacks, causing more and more casualties.

"Retreat." The Ninth Prince Long Han went from joy at the beginning to frustration at the end, his heart was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and finally gave the order to retreat when night came.

The soldiers of the internal guard who were in charge of the attack retreated like a tidal wave when they heard the sound of the horn to withdraw the troops, leaving corpses all over the ground. The attack on April [-] ended hastily with the retreat of the internal guard.

The attack of the internal guards was frustrated, but the generals of the other armies remained silent and did not dare to comment. After all, they were the troops directly under the Ninth Prince Long Han. To mock them was to laugh at the Ninth Prince Long Han. They didn't have the guts yet.

(End of this chapter)