Chapter 584 Fighting Again
Under the leadership of the eight generals, more than a thousand white scarf soldiers poured into the crusaders' barracks like a tide. At this time, there were not many soldiers left in the crusaders' barracks, and most of them rushed to help the city of God. Yes, those who were killed by the White Turban Army turned their backs on their backs.
There was no need to explain. After the well-trained White Turbans rushed into the camp of the Crusaders, they were immediately divided into three groups.
The white people are not barbarians, and there are not so many stone carving artists. Their camps are not built of stone like the barbarians, but mainly brick and wood structures. If this kind of structure is set on fire, it will be a burning camp.
The White Turban Army combed back and forth in the barracks like a tiger, and the raging fire lit up half of the sky, blood red and blood red, shocking.
On the ground, there were corpses of crusaders scattered all over the place.
Facing the wolves and tigers of the Alliance White Turban Army, the Crusaders, without air superiority, are as vulnerable as lambs...
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The Alliance White Turban Army has never killed so heartily, because the number of people in the barracks is not large, it is estimated to be about 5,000 people, and most of these 5,000 people are old, weak, sick and disabled. The bloodthirsty white scarf army was completely powerless and could only run away crying and howling.
In less than half an hour, a huge barracks had been reduced to ashes.
This battle not only razed the barracks guarding the city of God, but also swept away the arsenal of the Crusaders, providing enough supplies for the White Turbans.
"Walk!"
Seeing that the killing was almost done, and guessing that reinforcements from the Crusaders would arrive soon, the Eighth General shouted loudly. Immediately, the White Turban Army, who had been divided into countless battle formations to intercept the Crusaders, immediately gathered around the Eighth General without stopping at all. .
Coming and going without a trace, in an instant, more than a thousand white scarves disappeared like a hurricane.
After the barracks were quiet, the survivors of the Crusaders came out from the corner. Under their eyes, the raging fire was still burning. The devastated camp was full of broken limbs. It was horrible and messy...
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More than a thousand white scarf soldiers disappeared into the nearby forest like ghosts, and everyone's face showed indescribable excitement and unsatisfactory expressions.
No one expected that the operation would go so smoothly.
The killing just now gave the Alliance army, which had been contained by the Crusaders, a taste of the sweetness. At this time, they realized that the Crusaders were not as terrible as the legends said, and they also had weaknesses. The fighting power of the soldiers far surpassed that of the Crusaders.
"Brothers, do you still want to kill the enemy?" In the darkness, Wang Zhu asked suddenly after letting out a wicked laugh that attracted everyone.
"think!"
The White Turban Army made a deep voice, which was full of boiling fighting spirit and male aggression.
"How?" This time the Eighth General didn't doubt, but asked directly. After the two rounds of sneak attacks were successful, the Eighth General had subconsciously trusted Wang Chu. For the Eighth General, the failure of the next mission has become indifferent, because the achievement of destroying the crusader's spaceship base in this thousand-mile raid is enough to go down in history.
"Ambush reinforcements!" Wang Zhu paused every word.
"The reinforcements who ambushed the reinforcement camp?" the Eighth General asked.
"Yes."
"Done!"
"Can the brothers be physically strong?" Wang Zhu asked.
"can!"
The deep voice of the White Turban Army is full of endless power, the joy of victory makes them not tired at all, and the male hormone stimulates their nerves...
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The White Turban Army was divided into two groups, one of which was all werewolves, led by Wang Zhu. Their task was to make a surprise attack, disrupt the Crusaders' position, and cut the Crusaders' reinforcements in half.
The other group is all barbarians. Among them, hundreds of archers are responsible for attacking the rear half of the Crusaders from a long distance. The werewolf army formed a siege.
In the darkness, as soon as the White Turban Army was deployed, there was a dense sound of horseshoes in the distance, and the torches stretched for several miles, forming the prototype of a long snake array.
Judging from the number of torches, the number of crusaders should be around 5,000.
The White Turban Army ambushing in the grass held their breath and remained motionless, waiting for the werewolves led by Wang Zhu to attack.
This crusader is mainly composed of infantry, supplemented by a small amount of cavalry to open the way in front. It is worth mentioning here that the crusaders lacked domesticated dragon horses, and after the appearance of spaceships, the advantage of cavalry had been lost, so the crusaders paid less attention to cavalry. Very limited, and at this time, the Crusaders, who lacked ground mobility, began to taste the pain of ignoring the cavalry.
"God of darkness, invincible!"
Just when the Crusaders passed halfway through the ambush circle, Wang Zhu flew up from the grass like a spring, and rushed to the densely packed Crusaders first, the chains in his hands whistling horribly.
"Puff puff..."
The chains in Wang Zhu's hands swept across thousands of troops like a mat, and for a moment, blood rained down and brains splattered everywhere.
"God of darkness, invincible!"
"God of darkness, invincible!"
"God of darkness, invincible!"
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Hundreds of werewolves followed closely behind Wang Zhu and shouted loudly, with a huge roar from their mouths, their fighting spirit boiled like a blazing flame.
There is no doubt that werewolves are the kings of individual combat. They are all one against ten. Once they rush into the Crusaders, they are like tigers entering the flock. Their strong jumping ability makes their movements like lightning. With their strong limbs waving their weapons, they turned into demons from hell. Just by waving them lightly, they were destructive, easily piercing through the crusaders' limbs...
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Just when Wang Zhu led the werewolves to launch an attack, at the same time, hundreds of archers who had already bent their bows and set up arrows immediately shot arrows at the back of the Crusaders reinforcements. After a few rounds of arrow feathers went down, the Crusaders behind immediately fell into a trap. into chaos.
In the ancient earth, the long snake array was derived from the habits of snakes.
There are three changes in the long snake array: 1. strike the snake's head, move the tail, and roll; 2. strike the tail, move the head, and bite;
From these three changes, the long snake array operates like a giant python attacking fiercely! The maneuverability of the two-winged cavalry is the most important, so the best way to break the long snake array is to limit the maneuverability of the two wings so that the head and tail cannot look at each other. Therefore, the best method is: pull its head, pinch its tail, and chop its waist! The specific method is to set up traps in our infantry formation, and use the two infantry formations to cooperate to prevent the cavalry on the opponent's wings from moving, so that they cannot exert their mobility and flexibility, and then use the powerful heavy cavalry as the main force to launch a powerful attack against the accordion infantry. The impact makes its formation scattered and disorderly! Defeat the infantry phalanx in one fell swoop, and cut the long snake formation into three pieces. In this way, the long snake formation will fight on its own, and the three parties can no longer cooperate to fight.
Wang Zhu arranged the ambush, not aware of the long snake formation, but his ambush has no actual connection with the ancient earth's art of war, but it coincides with the method of breaking the formation.
In fact, the Crusaders never thought of a long snake formation at all. They were just eager to help the barracks and formed a long snake formation intentionally or unintentionally. They never dreamed that someone would ambush them halfway.
The appearance of the werewolves threw the crusaders in the middle into a brief turmoil.
A few rounds of arrow feathers threw the last crusaders into chaos.
The crusaders who were running at the front turned around to help the crusaders behind, but just as they turned around and rushed to the back, the Eighth General, who had been holding back, let out an earth-shattering roar, and led hundreds of barbarians from the turning point. The crusaders killed the past behind their backs...
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This is no longer a war, but a naked massacre.
When the hundreds of barbarians led by the Eighth General rushed to the Crusaders, the Crusaders' battle line collapsed in an instant.
Sickness is like spinning silk, and the army is defeated like a mountain.
Thousands of crusaders were intercepted and killed like lambs in the dark wasteland. The crusaders didn't even know how many enemies they encountered, as if thousands of troops were chasing and intercepting them. They never dreamed that only one More than a thousand Union troops ambushed them.
The morale of the Alliance White Turban Army is like a rainbow, chasing and killing the chaotic crusaders.
In the air, there is a strong smell of blood...
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The White Turban Army did not love to fight, and they retreated when they saw a good situation. After killing half of the five thousand Crusaders, they immediately retreated and disappeared into the forest.
The forest is the natural barrier of the White Turban Army.
The White Turban Army ran for ten miles and found an open place before stopping to rest.
In the darkness, every pair of eyes shone with unsatisfactory fanaticism.
"It's a pity that we don't have enough manpower." Wang Zhu sighed.
"What's the matter?" The eighth general was stunned and asked.
"If we have enough manpower, if we fight back to the City of God at this time, we will definitely let them remember our alliance army forever." Wang Zhu said with a sinister smile.
"We're okay now." A senior officer of the White Turban Army looked at Wang Zhu with fanaticism.
"No, brothers don't fight with iron. The battle just now was already a little bit reluctant, and it was all done in one go. If you go back to God City at this time, even if you achieve the effect of a surprise attack, I'm afraid few will come back alive. "Wang stupid shook his head.
The Eighth General and a group of senior officers glanced at each other and nodded.
As Wang Zhu said, the White Turban Army was already very exhausted at this time, and many barbarians fell asleep as soon as they sat on the ground.
The Eighth General's eyes fell on hundreds of werewolves.
A group of werewolves didn't look tired at all, they were still full of energy.
Werewolves are born hunters, and even more so, night warriors.
Although werewolves are not wolves of the ancient earth, they have many things in common, including amazing endurance.
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