At the foot of the mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The sound of gunfire has completely disappeared, replaced by earth-shattering shouts of killing and screams and moans before death.

Well-trained and physically fit, Joan's naval officers used their assassination skills to maneuver the homeless people who were fighting their own battles. Just as Zhu Jinhu imagined, his side were all professional soldiers who worked hard every day and trained hard, and the other side was just refugees who had taken up arms, and the strength and weakness of the two sides were clear at a glance - although after the expansion of the army, there were many recruits in the Qiong Navy and they lacked actual combat experience, but the opponent was not as hard as the samurai of the Satsuma Domain.

The displaced people continued to attack with a huge advantage in numbers, and the people died one after another, and the latter kept filling the gaps. The Joan Navy soldiers were still a little nervous at first, and their movements were a little jerky, but as their opponents fell one after another, they still stood tall, and the confidence of all the soldiers began to rise, and the movements became more and more proficient, drawing the gun, stabbing the gun, retracting the gun, and stabbing again, a series of actions gradually changed from mechanical rigidity to smoothness.

Gao Yingxiang and Zhang Xianzhong found that after paying a heavy price to get close to their opponents, they did not expect a one-sided massacre, and this group of bird-to-hand soldiers was also quite brave in hand-to-hand combat, beyond their understanding of firearms troops. The battle was in a stalemate, and countless homeless people in coarse cloth clothes were like a large group of gray ants attacking the human wall built by the red-clothed Joan naval soldiers, but they were never able to break through the defensive line.

The two of them anxiously watched the course of the battle, hoping for a turnaround - they had both sent their old battalions, ready to use the cover of the large force to get close to their opponents and deliver a thunderous blow - if they could not take down their opponents in hand-to-hand combat after pouring out, the battle could be declared a failure. They just couldn't think of any more way to win.

The old battalion, which had borne their hopes, had quietly moved to the foot of the hill under the cover of the battle ahead, following behind its own large army. The number of these people is not much, and the two families together are less than 2,000 people. But these people are veterans of a hundred battles who have experienced several wars and survived, and the real elite is the last trump card in the hands of Gao Yingxiang and Zhang Xianzhong.

These people came from the accounts of King Chuang and the Eight Kings respectively, and they did not belong to each other, nor did they have a unified command, and what guided them to advance and choose the time to join the battlefield was their rich combat experience and keen sense of smell on the battlefield.

When the battalion where Zhu Jinhu and Lan Lin were located performed well and killed the homeless people in front of them one after another, the men and horses of the two old battalions all saw this place, rushed away from the homeless people in front, and entered the battlefield strongly. The reason why this time node was chosen to attack in this situation is because the opponent plays smoothly and is prone to the psychology of paralysis of the enemy; Moreover, this local outcastic army is already showing signs of collapse, and if it does not turn the tide, the partial collapse may spread like a plague to the whole army, leading to the defeat of the entire battle.

Zhu Jinhu's confidence had already been played, and under the leadership of the company commander and platoon commander, he bravely fought with the opponent and stabbed to death one after another.

The platoon leader shouted: "Let's work hard, kill them all!" The rest of the soldiers responded with a bang, picked up their rifles and strode forward, and the momentum of the homeless people was suppressed, and they hurriedly retreated, and many of them tripped over the corpses under their feet, and fell on all fours, embarrassed.

At this moment, a large group of people suddenly rushed into the battlefield from the rear, squeezing the homeless people to the ground and meeting the advancing soldiers.

Zhu Jinhu saw that these people had fierce expressions, their physique was obviously stronger than the previous homeless people, and their bodies were full of all kinds of weapons, including bows and arrows, simple knives, throwing spears, and axes.

These people did not give the soldiers more time to react, and without waiting to get closer, they threw out the throwing weapons in their hands at a distance of about ten steps, and for a while throwing knives, short axes, and throwing spears flew towards the soldiers like raindrops. At such a close distance, no one could dodge these dense attacks, and the soldiers were attacked one after another, and Zhu Jinhu was horrified to see the platoon commander not far away next to him being hit by a short axe in front of the door, and he fell down with blood streaming all over his face. As luck would have it for him, a throwing knife swept past his ear and cut off only a few hairs.

The other comrades-in-arms were not so lucky, it happened too suddenly, the opponent suddenly changed from a rookie to a group of fierce men, flying knives without a word, many people screamed and fell, with throwing guns, flying knives and other guys inserted in their bodies, and the originally strict formation became chaotic.

This group of fierce guys did not stop, and rushed up while the soldiers were chaotic, slashing with knives and axes, some attacking the upper plate, and some of them sweeping the lower plate, so that the soldiers could not guard against it, and they were stomped on the ground by the knife just for the assassination, and the guy who wanted to stab the ground and roll on the ground was hit on the head, completely losing the hearty rhythm just now.

Wei Lianheng had been paying attention to the movements of the battlefield, and soon discovered the anomaly of the first battalion. In all other places, including the front and flanks, the Qiong navy was in an advantageous position, which showed that the overall combat effectiveness and quality of the troops of their side were completely superior to the opponent, but the front of the first battalion was crumbling by the impact of the newly joined group of displaced people, which was very abnormal. He immediately concluded that this must be the elite of the outcasts, and ordinary soldiers did not have such the will and ability to fight.

He reacted quickly, made a quick decision, and gave an order to the herald: "Raise a flag to the top of the mountain and ask for support!" The herald immediately stood on a large rock and raised a banner for help facing the top of the mountain.

At this time, it is necessary to send reserves up to resist and prevent the enemy from breaking through the defense line from the first battalion. However, all the soldiers at his disposal were already in combat condition, and apart from the retreating artillery, there was no reserve, and artillery could not be used as infantry -- artillery was considered a technical branch, and it was much more difficult to train a qualified artillery than ordinary infantry. It is better to lose an infantry battalion than to bury an artillery battery.

Fortunately, there is also a general reserve at the top of the mountain, a guard battalion and a special combat team directly under the south in the summer.

The Guards Battalion is the force that guards Xia Nan's safety on the battlefield, and it can't leave his side until the last critical moment; After the expansion of the special combat team, the scale of more than 1,000 people has also reached the scale, which is enough to support the battle under the mountain as a reserve.

After seeing the signal sent by Wei Lianheng, Xia Nan also noticed the situation in the first battalion, and he frowned and said: "A group of guys who are particularly capable of fighting suddenly appeared, could it be Gao Yingxiang or Zhang Xianzhong's elite old battalion?" He had seen the introduction of the old camp of the Displaced People's Army on the Internet of the old time and space, this is the elite veteran of the Displaced Army, and it can be regarded as the trump card in their hands.

However, in addition to the new recruit eggs under the mountain, the Joan Navy also has its own trump card. Xia Nan called Huang Mengjia: "Liukou has taken out all the old bottoms of the housekeepers, and you should also appear." See where the first battalion is, take your men down the mountain and send those guys to Hades! ”