At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

In fact, most of the soldiers in Datang could not achieve this level. Those who can charge and attack with Mo Dao are already the most elite troops, but there are still very few soldiers who can achieve this level.

But with the blessing of the Clausewitz engine, almost everyone of the Yabing and Fubing under Feng Sen's rule can hold a Modao.

Han Shizhong is even more born with supernatural power. With the blessing of the [Strong] trait, even in the current Central Plains, he can jump into the ranks of first-class infantry generals.

After Han Shizhong drew his saber, there were two flag bearers with shields guarding on both sides behind him. Before he could counterattack with his axe, two Mo Dao soldiers in heavy armor rushed out again.

The Mo Dao was raised, a cold light flashed, and the weight of 20 catties was suddenly smashed down under the blessing of the acceleration of gravity and the strength of the waist, abdomen and arms. In the next second, a half-headed corpse slowly fell down.

But before the people on both sides could react, the Zhanfeng Mo Dao soldiers in the third row rushed out from the gap between the two and hit the enemy's shield again.

Countless sawdust exploded again, blood and stumps rose one after another, and the coquettish blood flowers continued to explode on the Vileti's front, among them were the iron bone flowers smashed by the second row of Mo Dao soldiers when they retreated. .

Looking down from the sky, the thin long line originally formed by the shield was instantly dented. Han Shizhong rushed in through the gap first, and Mo Dao swiped obliquely, and three or five people fell down.

But before they gathered to fight back, the Mo Dao soldiers in the third row joined up with the Mo Dao soldiers rushing up in the fourth row, and swung their knives along the gap to the left and right sides, and the Mo Dao soldiers in the fifth row also followed behind. , Constantly fighting hand-to-hand with the enemy, rushing forward.

Then, the other two 50-man teams followed closely, along the gap of the first 50-man team, and crashed into it. Mo Dao danced, and the sound of blood gushing and stumps falling was mixed together.

Zhanfeng's advance was even a little too aggressive, and the Modao team had even rushed into the fourth row of the enemy.

"Surround them, surround them!"

"They're rushing too hard, the ones in the middle get out of the way and surround them!"

The voices of the leader and the leader came one after another, and the Villetti warriors in the first row immediately changed the warriors in the second row to the first row, while the soldiers in the first row moved towards the gap with their shields.

This decision is quite correct, but unfortunately, they are facing Feng Sen's Jingnan Army.

"kill--"

Two parallel teams of 150 battle fronts armed with spears appeared. They seamlessly connected with the first batch of Mo Dao battle fronts, and crashed into the previous gap again.

Under the blessing of the charging speed, the rifles or spears in their hands almost made a whistling sound like bows and arrows, and the spears and rifles danced like flower balls.

In the Long Spear Assault Battlefront Team, not all Modao Battlefront teams used Modao.

On the left and right sides of the triangular formation, there are sword and shield soldiers holding shields, iron bones and horizontal knives. When the two sides approach, first the longer long spears and rifles continue to block the opponent's short spears, and then the horizontal knives split.

Behind the Modao Assault Squadron at the forefront, the charging spears pierced countless soft bodies.

Seeing this scene, the three 50-member teams that were stationed immediately gathered to form an identical formation, and advanced towards the enemy's gap.

And the eight teams on both sides immediately approached the gap and even gradually changed from a horizontal formation to a column with the battle front and the garrison in the middle, and rushed in together.

The gap in the middle was getting bigger and bigger. As the government soldiers changed their formation from horizontal to vertical, the army was like a long sword, directly piercing into the formation of the Villetti people. In doing so, the two sides were naturally vacant.

But it doesn't matter, the eight 50-person teams on the left and right before switched directions at this moment, and firmly protected the nine front teams responsible for the assault in the middle.

The vanguard team and the original garrison team (reserve team) in the rear constantly took turns to attack. When they defeated the elite Villetti warriors in the first few rows, the weak ordinary young soldiers emerged from the rear.

These young people may be familiar with the fights between tribal villages, but on such a battlefield, the experience of fighting and fighting is almost useless. The spears come and go, and the swords, shields, guns and hammers move forward in rotation.

The unceasing roar of battle rang out, and even though the Villetti warriors and leaders on both sides tried their best to deploy troops to supplement the defense, they still couldn't keep up.

They couldn't stop the speed of the Modao team's assault, nor could they break through the line of defense composed of spearmen and sword and shield soldiers.

It was only at this time that the Villetti realized that the shield in his hand was either smashed and hooked by Iron Guduo for no reason, or it was split by the Mo Dao and pierced by the running spear.

But their own axes are difficult to deal a blow to the enemy, every time they are blocked or evaded, but whenever their own attack, they will inevitably be caught by a loophole, and then bows and arrows, long spears, iron bones and horizontal knives will appear in an instant .

Sometimes, the tip of the spear pierced a soldier's armor with sparks, and it couldn't penetrate the black-eyed soldier's body.

"Aries blood is useless!"

"The gods have abandoned us!"

The screams of fear and fear gradually suppressed the original battle cry.

Blood, blood has already dyed the ground red, the grass leaves red, and even the black armor of the government soldiers and tooth soldiers red, but their killing still did not stop.

The number of people fleeing is increasing, and the formation is becoming more and more chaotic. The large square formation of 4000 people on the left side of the Villetti was almost collapsed by a single attack by a thousand soldiers.

You know, there are still [-] general reserves led by Feng Sen who have not yet moved.

But at this time, Feng Sen did not follow behind these government soldiers and tooth soldiers, but ran towards the banner formation, because something happened to them.

On the battlefield, the Villetti people did not put out the left, middle and right armies, but 1000 people formed a long horizontal formation, with elite warriors in charge of melee combat in front, and young men with spears in the back.

In terms of the number of people facing, Feng Sen's left, center and right armies are equal.

At this time, the time on the battlefield had reached about 10 minutes. Although Yi Cong had put the opponent in a downturn at the beginning, there were so many Vileti people after all, and the downturn showed no signs of expanding.

After all, there are so many of them, even if the followers are facing [-] pigs, they still have to catch them for a long time.

Since Dragovit is in the middle, even though the three sides are average, the formation in the middle is tighter after all, and the fighters are also more elite.

Feng Sen arranged for the Chinese army to have [-] Saxon warriors standing at the front, responsible for holding shields and resisting the line, and [-] bannermen standing behind, responsible for supervising battles and rotations, and at the end were a dozen or so government soldiers and bannermen hundreds of households, responsible for supervising the battle bannermen and Saxon warriors.

For these two sides, Feng Sen has only one requirement, that is to resist the line, resist, and then finish the formation on the Fubing side, the middle and left of the enemy army will follow, and then cooperate with the counterattack.

Feng Sen originally thought that there would be something wrong with Yi Cong, but what he didn't expect was that it was the Chinese army who lost the chain!

Chapter 354 How can this be considered human?

On the muddy ground, countless feet stepped back and forth, making the already muddy ground even more unbearable. The 500 members of the Chinese army ran towards the rear at almost a trot speed.

Cheers sounded in the Veleti army formation. Numerous Veleti warriors held shields and axes and followed behind the Saxony army, beheading or capturing individual soldiers.

Ten minutes ago, when the government soldiers were playing Wushuang in the army formation, the five hundred bannermen and one thousand Saxon warriors of the Chinese army were very difficult.

Although Villetti's side is a large rectangular formation, it is not completely regular. Since Dragovit is in the middle army, his direct soldiers are also in the middle.

In other directions, there are at most two rows of elite warriors in the front row, but there are four rows in the middle, and the javeliners are even more concentrated.

In an accidental battle, the Villetti javeliners played exceptionally well. With the cooperation of the spearmen, they actually knocked down more than a dozen Saxon warriors in the first row of the Saxon Central Army, and a huge gap appeared in the army formation.

Naturally, the Saxon warriors also encountered a situation where it was too late to defend. Although Banner Ding and Baihu yelled loudly, the Saxon warriors still fell into panic.

Finally, after a hundred households were stabbed by a spear, the Saxon warriors couldn't hold back anymore. Who can be calm in the face of death?Until then, no one will dare to claim to be anything but cowardly.

The blood and screams filled the ears of the Saxon warriors, so that they didn't even realize that the timely support banners had filled the gap.

"Failed!"

"Our army is defeated!"

"Run away—"

Countless Saxon warriors turned their direction resolutely and fled towards the rear under the disbelieving eyes of the fellow bannermen.

The Veleti people cheered and chased after them. Some of the Veleti warriors even changed direction to support the soldiers.

Although half of his face was covered by the helmet, the prefect soldiers who ran with Feng Sen could still feel his anger.

The ground was wet and soft, and the stream was criss-crossing, and Feng Sen was surrounded by multi-functional heavy infantry, unable to ride a horse, so he could only run over step by step.

Shen Mo raised his leg and stepped on it, mud and water splashed, and the soldiers of the government were getting closer and closer to the central army, so close that they could see the blood clearly, so close that they could hear the cries clearly, and so close that a Villetti warrior had already appeared in front of them.

"Rhombic array!"

After issuing an order to the standard-bearer beside him, Feng Sen stepped forward in twos and threes, only to hear a "huh" blow, and countless veins and blood burst out on Feng Sen's arm.

The waist twisted, and the handle of the knife was pressed into a strange crescent shape under the drive of inertia and huge force. People around could even hear the "click" sound of the fiber of the handle breaking.

The air current invisible to the naked eye rolled up a vortex on the ground, and there was a beast-like piercing sound.

The blade of Mo Dao smoothly slid in along the leather armor of the Villetti warrior. The skin, flesh and blood, internal organs, bones, and the blade broke through the resistance of the human body layer by layer.

Under the action of friction, that person fell to his side on the spot. His upper body and lower body were almost only connected by half a piece of flesh, and tissues and internal organs of various colors flowed out from the terrible gap.

The soldiers behind them shivered with 100% synchronization.

"How can this be considered a human being?" A mansion soldier whispered the thoughts of many tooth soldiers mansion soldiers.

In the process of changing from running to walking, the reserve team quickly formed five diamond formations. The so-called diamond formation is a combination of two triangles with 50 people, which is mainly used for assault melee formations.

"Lord Dragovit, have their reinforcements arrived?"

"The group of black-eyed demons?!" Dragovit stared like an eagle, "Quick, stop them."

But it was too late. At this time, the Villetti army was still chasing. Due to the previous melee and the defeat of the enemy, some warriors had already taken the lead and scattered in various places.

Dragovit's orders came so slowly that some of the squires couldn't even find the warrior chiefs.

Before Dragovit's order could reach the ears of the first Villetti warrior leader, the five hundred reserve soldiers led by Feng Sen had already killed them.

After a long period of melee, the fronts of the two sides have already intertwined, forming a V shape, and the Villetti Army in the middle is the protrusion.

Those who pursued, those who supported in other directions, those who surrounded North's followers, those who snatched trophies, those who fished, and even two Villetti warriors were directly on the battlefield, cheering and drinking.

Blood dripped onto Feng Sen's pocket. Standing at the front corner of the diamond formation, he was the only one standing on the outermost side without a shield.

The large triangle formed by the five rhombus formations plunged into the enemy's formation. Blood sprayed across the sword, and the rifle trembled like a cobra, piercing blood holes one after another in the throat ribs of the surrounding Villetti warriors.

The running spear, with the blessing of speed, can easily penetrate the lining or armor of the Villetti warriors, and sometimes even penetrate leather armor.

Looking down from the sky, the moment the black diamond plunged into the yellow-green chaos, the waves of blood rippled around.

The Villetti people were chaotic because of the pursuit, and Feng Sen and his party were too fast. The ordinary young men and warriors were mixed together, and it was impossible to organize an effective defense.

"It's those demons!"

"Black-eyed devil, black-eyed devil!"

"Aries' blood has failed, that nasty warlock lied to us!"

"Who has Aries blood, who has Aries blood?"

Not to mention that Feng Sen, whose face was poured with white sheep's blood, was furious at Kai Wushuang, and the Villetti warriors who were chasing him on the other side also retreated steadily.

It turned out that under the fear of being defeated in front of Feng Sen, the old banner men took out their butcher knives and began to kill frantically without regard for their feelings. The deserters around them were killed abruptly and stopped in their tracks.

The Fubing Supervisor team beheaded dozens of deserters on the spot, and recorded their tribes, announcing on the spot that they would slaughter these tribes after returning, unless they could perform crimes and make meritorious service.

Under the organization of the old bannermen and hundreds of households, the fleeing team gathered 1000 people again and began to counterattack the Villetti people. Since the Villetti people had no banner, the information could not be conveyed, and the entire battlefield of the Chinese army became a mess.

Just when Dragovit was anxious, a group of Villetti warriors hurried towards his formation.

"Great, it's reinforcements." Dragovit cheered up, and shouted to the attendant, "Go, tell Kovalov, don't come here, and help me go to the front to stop those black-eyed soldiers."

The servant didn't move.

Dragovit scolded: "Didn't you hear? What are you doing? Go!"

The attendant opened his mouth halfway and pointed blankly into the distance. In the direction of his finger, Dragovit saw a group of black-eyed soldiers.

"King Dragovit, run!" Kovalov shouted anxiously to King Dragovit.

The right-wing soldiers who formed a diamond-shaped pursuit had rushed into the battle formation of the Villetti, and two waves of blood set off a waterfall, bringing news that the left side of the army had been defeated by the Saxon right-wing army.

"Run!"

"Gods, have you abandoned us?"

"White sheep's blood is useless, it will increase the rage of the black devil, don't splash it! You pig!"

Chapter 355 I Have a Plan to Make the Veleti Submit

The battle that lasted for half an hour was finally over.

Crowds of Villetti shouted "The gods have abandoned us", then threw away their armor and fled, while some Villetti warriors knelt on the ground, begging Peron and Belloborg for forgiveness and redemption.

But to no avail, the government soldiers took off their armor, dropped their baggage, rode on a light pony, held a short bow, and still controlled the Villetti people in a hunting posture.

In this swampy and damp green land, naturally, it was covered by swamps and streams, coupled with low slopes and muddy ground, they could not escape at all, they could only howl and beg for mercy in the swamps and mud pits.

Perhaps the failure came too suddenly, and even Dragovit himself failed to escape, and was caught by donkey cavalry less than 20 meters away from the city wall.

Yi Cong and the bannermen held lassoes and tied them one by one to a high ground.

Sixty five-point catapults have been slowly transported under the city wall, and the siege of the city has begun. Since most of the young and strong people in the city have left the city to fight, there are not many soldiers in the city, and the white flag is soon displayed.

"I thought Your Excellency the Duke was crazy." Kirillos and Bolenus strolled on the wet grass. "In such an unfavorable terrain and situation, he dared to attack an opponent whose strength was three times his own."

Bolenus smiled without saying a word.

"Now it seems that I was wrong." Kirillos sighed sincerely as he looked at the soldiers fleeing in all directions on the plain. "What a landslide victory!"

Bolenus on the side smiled softly with his hands behind his back: "My friend, I have seen such battles many times."

"Wouldn't it be better if this witty and brave general were us Romans?"

"Compared to other generals in Rome, Your Excellency the Duke is too straightforward. I'm afraid there is no soil for him to grow in Constantinople."