Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 595 Fire Attack!

"Kill!" Raven Ridge once again heard the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, and the reorganized Hanhai soldiers held up their shields and rushed towards the Nanchuan Army on the top of the mountain again. There were provocative human heads all over the mountains, like ants. densely packed.

This time Han Haibing was not as reckless as the previous attack, he became more cautious and learned a lot. Although the bounty of [-] is generous, he has to be lucky to get it.

Holding sabers and shields on their heads, Han Haibing turned over the icy corpses and continued to advance towards the top of the mountain. This time they did not rush up in a swarm. Although they looked like a dense mass of people, they were actually small groups, and the squadrons cooperated with each other.

"Shoot!" The Nanchuan officer's roar came from the top of the hill again. This time Han Haibing learned his lesson and hurriedly used a shield to protect his body.

The cavalry's small round shield could not protect the whole body originally, but now because of the angle, it only needs to be placed on the head, and the whole body is also protected, because the arrow is shot from the top of the head.

The powerful arrows hit the shield continuously, making tinkling sounds, and occasionally a series of sparks were sparked, and some unlucky Hanhai soldiers were shot and killed by arrows, and then rolled down the mountain with them, but generally speaking, facing With Han Haibing's defensive measures, arrows no longer pose much threat to them.

"Throw stones! Throw them at me!" Seeing that the arrows were ineffective against the Hanhai soldiers, Guan Shan, the commander of the Banner Battalion, seemed a little anxious, but immediately ordered the attack with stones.

Pieces of stones weighing tens of kilograms rolled down from the top of the hill, and the huge impact force could knock Hanhai soldiers with their shields into the sky.

A stone hit and killed a Hanhai soldier, but it was more powerful because of the slope. Sometimes a stone hit and flew four or five Hanhai soldiers one after another before falling down the mountain, and Hanhai soldiers were killed and injured countless times.

Facing the thunderous rolling stones, Han Haibing complained endlessly, and could only pray for his own luck. Seeing his companions around him being smashed to pieces, many Han Haibing felt terrified in their hearts.

Some Hanhai soldiers were even more hesitant, trying to wait for the stone to attack before climbing up, but the supervisory team commanded by Du Chong was behind them, and the shining sword seemed to be more dangerous by the stone, so the Hanhai soldiers had to bite the bullet and climb up. rush.

"They have no more rocks! Go for me!" Han Haibing suddenly found that there were fewer rocks thrown from the mountain, and suddenly became excited, shouting and continuing to rush towards the top of the mountain.

Indeed, as Han Haibing expected, although Duyaling is not a high mountain, it is unrealistic to transport a large number of stones up, and the Nanchuan soldiers don't have so much time. After such a heavy pounding, the stored stones Already sold out.

"Brothers! Teach these bastards a lesson and let them know how powerful we are!" Guan Shan, the battalion commander of the banner, yelled as he watched Han Haibing rushing upwards.

"Bang Dang!" With a loud noise, a log as thick as a water tank was thrown down from the top of the mountain.

The few Hanhai soldiers who rushed to the front had no time to react and were slammed into their chests by the rolling wood. Blood gushed out of their mouths, and they were rolled down the cliff by the rolling wood.

The three-meter-long log was more ferocious than a single stone. When it rolled down, dozens of Hanhai soldiers were hit and rolled down, and grief was everywhere for a while.

There are not many stones stored on the mountain, but Raven Ridge is densely forested. The Nanchuan army has cut down the entire hillside, so there are naturally a lot of logs.

"Hey, this thing is good, brothers, give me a big hello!" Seeing that the power of the log is stronger than that of the stone, Guan Shan's eyes almost disappeared from laughter.

Thick logs were thrown down from the top of the hill, scaring Han Haibing's heart like a life-threatening talisman. Facing these formidable logs, they turned and ran away without thinking.

But the log rolled down the hillside, they couldn't run over it, the log swept across, Hanhai soldiers were hit by the log and flew to death in pieces, even Du Chong's supervisory team was terrified, they didn't care about supervising the battle, and saving their lives was the most important thing , hastily retreated.

The Hanhai No.11 Cavalry Division commanded by Du Chong attacked Raven Ridge twice. Instead of reaching the top of the mountain, they were disgraced and suffered heavy losses. In a short period of time, there were more than 4000 casualties, and the battle damage rate reached An astonishing 40.00%.

A battle damage rate of 40.00% is not much for a war, because sometimes it is possible for an entire army to be wiped out, but this time is different, Hanhai soldiers suffered more than 4000 casualties, while Nanchuan soldiers had zero Casualties, which made Du Chong very angry.

Du Chong knew that he was only able to grab the task of capturing Raven Ridge because of his father's help, and those division heads were staring at him. They didn't have a fuel-efficient lamp. If he couldn't attack for a long time, he Even if his father supports him, it is difficult for him to convince others.

Although Du Chong really wanted to capture Raven Ridge immediately, facing the condescending Nanchuan Army, he was really helpless at the moment. Could it be that he really wanted to sacrifice his life?But Du Chong was really distressed. His eleventh cavalry division dismounted and fought on foot. He had already given up his advantage. If he took his life to fill it, then he might as well be the bare commander.

Just as Du Chong was scratching his head about how to capture Raven Ridge, one of the captains under his command proposed a fire attack. The vegetation on the mountain was lush, and he would burn the Nanchuan army to death on the mountain with fire.

"Hey, good idea!" Du Chong was immediately excited, and immediately sent an order to set Raven Ridge on fire.

It was the season when the vegetation was withered and yellow, and Han Haibing began to set fires at the foot of the mountain, thick smoke billowed, and the dry wood fire instantly set off a huge fire wave, sweeping along the hillside towards Raven Ridge.

"Damn it! These bastards are going to burn us to death!" Seeing the flames sweeping down the mountain, Guan Shan, the commander of the Banner Battalion, cursed angrily.

There was a lack of water on the Raven Ridge, and they were helpless in the face of the engulfing fire. They could only watch helplessly as the fire approached.

"Quickly establish a separation zone!" At this moment, Chu Ming had already arrived at the position of the Third Banner Battalion with his personal guards, seeing the raging fire, he hurriedly shouted.

Fortunately, when the Nanchuan army established the defense line, they dug a lot of soil. Under Chu Ming's command, they quickly cleared a five- to six-meter-wide isolation zone. The Nanchuan army on the other hills also started to build isolation zones.

"Will I burn you to death!" Seeing the fire sweeping through Raven Ridge, Du Chong's face at the foot of the mountain was a bit grim. He lost thousands of soldiers, and he wanted to get them back.

The fire quickly spread to the mountains, but because the Nanchuan Army established a isolation zone in time, the fire stopped and continued to spread, but the billowing smoke could not stop it.

Faced with the choking smoke, the soldiers in Nanchuan were so smoked that they had tears and snot running down their noses, their faces were scorched and they had difficulty breathing.

"Cover your mouth and nose with a damp cloth!" The voices of the officers echoed on the mountains, and the soldiers hurriedly followed suit. Guan Shan, the banner battalion commander, couldn't find water and used urine instead, and many soldiers buried their heads in the soil. inside.

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