Chapter 378 ?????? The Chance of Victory
Chapter 378 - Chance of Victory
Under Zheng Yuanyun's indifferent and even cold-blooded tactical arrangements, more than 300,000 sword and shield troops were continuously thrown into the battlefield.
Dead bodies were strewn across the river, and the clear water came from the upstream, and when it continued to flow downstream, it turned into a blood-red river.
Ning Zhenggang didn't cling to the intention of not repairing the road for the opponent. When necessary, he would still order the trebuchet to attack.
Every time after a round of arrow rain, the sword and shield troops have no choice but to stop charging and raise their shields, and when they have resisted a round of arrow rain and are about to retract their shields and charge again, the armored troops are the weakest in defense when.
Ning Zhenggang had already felt Zheng Yuanyun's state.
That is, there is no need to worry about consumption at all, even if you spend your life, you have to fill out a road for your side that can touch Xilong City.
That being the case, he has been using the rain of arrows to stop and consume too much. After a certain number of Qingyang soldiers rushing to the city of Xilong, even if they are exhausted, they will also attack Xilong. city is a threat.
Therefore, when necessary, big killers such as trebuchets still have to be used.
Ning Zhenggang's timing was very accurate, he didn't let people aim at the sword and shield fighters rushing in the front row, because the closer the soldiers are, the greater their physical energy consumption, and relatively speaking, they are the least threatening .
He aimed at the soldiers in the middle and rear sections.
Firstly, these soldiers were physically exhausted, and secondly, they were still in the position where they had just waded across the river, that is, the side of the river near the Qingyang Empire.
There, Ning Zhenggang was not afraid that his shells would become the opponent's stepping stones. After all, the river was so wide that if it was only widened by a small section, it would not be a big problem.
In addition, cutting off the enemy's middle section can also effectively prevent the soldiers from the rear from continuing to attack. In a unit of time, what he needs to face is only the frontmost part of the sword and shield, which consumes a lot of energy.
Dividing and attacking in this way, Ning Zhenggang divided the army of Qingyang Empire into three parts by relying on the continuous changes of arrow rain and stone throwing.
The weakest part is attacking from the front, those in the mid-section are hit by long-range attacks, and the troops in the back section have the most complete strength, but right now they can only clean up the corpses with too many casualties, and they will not be able to charge again for a while.
level!
Zheng Yuanyun's constant response to all changes gave Ning Zhenggang more space to play, allowing him to make the best defense against the opponent's formation.
In this way, no matter how many enemies there are, and after so many days of preparation here, the city is extremely rich in supplies, and there are still a huge amount of throwing stones and arrows available for use.
If this guy dares to continue to consume like this, Ning Zhengang believes that it is almost possible for him to wipe out these Qingyang troops!
Of course, the other party is not a fool. If the situation continues like this, if the situation has not improved, Zheng Yuanyun can only choose to withdraw his troops in the end.
Otherwise, no matter how high his prestige in Anluo province is, no matter how eloquent he is, the soldiers under him will definitely not be able to stand it.
Soldiers fought wars, and from the day they joined the army, they knew that their lives were no longer in their own hands. There was nothing wrong with that, but it didn't mean that they could really live without fear of death.
Especially like the current order where there is no hope at all, and they can only rush forward to die, how long can they last?
There is a limit to a person's psychological endurance. No matter how hard-hearted a person is, when he sees his companions falling forward one after another, when he sees that there is more blood on the river than the river flowing upstream , even dyed the entire moat red.
Crash is inevitable!
At that time, mutiny, resistance, struggle, survival, all kinds of situations will have the possibility of breaking out.
At that time, Zheng Yuanyun will pay the price for his cold blood, and he will no longer have the energy to target Xilong City, but will focus all his attention on the internal riots.
What the end result will be, it seems needless to say.
This is the supreme coach of An Luo Province?
Also defeated General Zhang Chengwang?
Ning Zhenggang shook his head contemptuously. Even in this situation, he lost the most correct judgment ability. This person's ability seems to be very problematic.
So, what about the defeated General Zhang?
His ability is still below that of Zheng Yuanyun?
Suddenly, Ning Zhenggang thought a lot, and even felt a bit of sadness for himself.
Such a person can command an entire province, but he can only stick to a former main city that has long lost its meaning in combat power. What is the reason for this?
If I had known this earlier, the province of Nantes was handed over to me to lead, so it is estimated that there will be no such thing as now.
It's all to blame...
well.
He sighed silently, he only blamed the injustice of the heavens, the truly capable people were excluded, while those who were trying to gain fame and fame thrived, what kind of world is this?
This battle is his chance for Ning Zhenggang!
He focused his eyes on the unchanging battle situation in the city, and even began to think in his heart whether he had the possibility of counterattack?
Once Zheng Yuanyun couldn't suppress the soldiers under him and the opponent's internal collapse began, would he have a chance to take the opportunity to fight back against them?
Or even... Drive these invaders out of Nantes province in one go?
After thinking carefully for a moment, Ning Zhenggang himself laughed.
He shook his head, thinking to himself, what was he thinking?
The situation had just become clearer, and the opponent's troops were still several times larger than his own. Even if the blood was flooded, Zheng Yuanyun's troops could still be called crushing.
At this time, he began to fantasize about counterattack, isn't it too early?
Just focus on the present!
Ning Zhenggang straightened his face, and turned his eyes back to the river, but saw that the situation had not changed in any way. The soldiers who were cut off had a gap, and the sword and shield troops struggling at the front line seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Every step is strenuous for Gree, and every step forward, he has to withstand the rain of locust-like arrows. If he can stand up to this point, he can already be called an elite.
But so what?
When they finally cross the moat and climb up the river, it will be the time for them to despair!
All the defensive means are ready, and what awaits them is a large number of rolling stones, a large number of poles, and the fire oil that has been poured on the city wall. Into a flaming wall of fire.
With these exhausted soldiers, how can they break through his city?
Ning Zhenggang looked at the situation where the chance of victory was in his hands, and for a while he was full of pride.
He didn't see that a figure hidden at the edge of the battlefield slowly stood up at this moment, and began to sneak towards the direction indicated by someone.
There was the lower reaches of the moat, and the figure who had to bypass Qingyang's army to get there was Zhang Hualin.