People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 306 The Might of the Iron Buddha

The enemy light cavalry withdrew.

Instead, everyone is equipped with a domed moth brow helmet, and the whole body, including the mount, is wrapped in heavy armor, with only a slit for the eyes of the heavy cavalry.

These Iron Buddhas are all Jin Wushu's pro-army, the number is no more than a thousand.

I saw them lined up in a horizontal row, driving their mounts and walking slowly as if they were outing in the countryside.

"Is this the so-called Iron Buddha?"

In the car base, someone muttered: "I heard people say that in the language of these oriental people, the Iron Buddha means iron tower, which is quite appropriate."

A peasant soldier said in a low voice, "Your Excellency should equip us with big axes like the ones used by the earl's personal guards, iron hammers, meteor hammers, iron staffs, and heavy javelins like the ones used by the Eagle Banner brigade."

Lei Nuo looked at the enemies coming from a distance like a tide, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

He didn't know where he got such courage.

Those dark cavalry, stepping on the ground, are like giants in myths and legends, launching a charge, especially those iron cavalry in horse harness, each of which may weigh thousands of pounds.

Without these car formations, he felt that people like himself would be swallowed up by the tide in an instant, not even bones left.

boom--

The bowstring was released, and the sound of arrows shooting out rang in my ears.

In the iron pagoda in the man's harness, someone fell off the horse immediately.

The woodland shooter whistled, with a smug expression on his face. Even with heavy armor, it is impossible to have the same strong defense in every place. If he hits those weak spots, he can still shoot and kill the enemy.

"There's nothing wrong with being a woodland shooter, it seems."

Looking at the woodland shooter who could accurately shoot and kill a cavalry of enemy troops every time he drew his bow, Renault couldn't help feeling a little envious.

Infantry like them, on the front line of the battlefield, have to fight with their own lives every time they kill an enemy. In comparison, woodland archers can kill one person every time they draw their bows. In his opinion, it is easy. , and safe.

He has done enough, and then he can choose to enter any company among the Woodland Archers, Varangian Guards, Armored Archers and Husbands, but he has not had time to return to Hebron from Limassol to change his job.

He originally wanted to be a hussar, but the hussars were already full, and he had to wait for a vacancy if he wanted to be promoted.

Thanks to the illustrious reputation of the hussars, almost everyone will think of being promoted to the hussars after they get the chance to be promoted, even if the cavalry is better equipped and has a higher stealth status.

boom--

The woodland archer drew his bow again, but he never thought that a feathered arrow shot straight from the enemy's horse, passed through the narrow shooting hole, and hit his head directly.

Feather arrows with a mixture of red and white liquid nailed the head of the woodland shooter to the wooden board behind the car base.

Renault opened his mouth and said in his heart, a man should carry a gun astride a horse. Being an archer who shoots cold arrows is really detrimental to the honor of a devout Christian.

City head.

Standing taller and seeing more clearly, Song Jun's complexion was pale.

From time to time, infantry archers were shot down at the top of the city by an arrow from the iron Buddha heavy cavalry below. In their hands, only ten pairs of god arm crossbows and two god arm giant crossbows installed at the top of the city could pose a threat to these iron lumps.

The county lieutenant's body was trembling, and he seemed to be able to understand the mood of those Song soldiers who had collapsed and fled in all directions before meeting the Jinren.

Any army would be terrified in the face of such a terrifying charge of an iron cavalry.

Many Xiang soldiers buried their heads, hiding behind the battlements and not daring to show their heads.

Say they are cowardly?
indeed so.

But they have never been trained seriously, and they have never actually been on the battlefield. They have done a lot of work as craftsmen, coolies, building bridges and paving roads, transporting grain and cultivating wasteland.

Good men don't serve as soldiers, and good women don't sing operas.

The Xiang army and the opera singers are all low-class things. If they really go to the battlefield, they are all brave and fearless, and they kill the Jin Guo cavalry. It's a big joke.

Someone squatted on the ground, shaking like chaff.

"Even the elite of the Western Army have been defeated, and these barbarians will definitely not be able to please them. We might as well surrender in Kaesong, lest we offend those golden men and slaughter the city when they come in."

"That is, we have no family wealth, no mother-in-law and children, and the city is broken, and those gentlemen are also unlucky."

The county captain was furious when he heard this, and kicked the man over: "Put your mother on your feet, stand up for me. Right now, the barbarian mission is fighting fiercely. You are just waiting for archery support. Don't even dare to do this." , I’m going to kill someone directly!”

Seeing the archers of the county government, all of them staring at each other, under the butcher's knife, Xiang Jun straightened up tremblingly and shot arrows.

The arrows that can be shot are also weak and weak, and they do not pose any threat at all to the heavily armed Jin Guo Iron Buddha.

...

Iron Buddhas that came pouring in like a tide showed cruel smiles under each iron face.

In their view, these "Song people" hid in bastard shells and could still pose a little threat to them, but once they got into close combat, they would immediately collapse.

This is their normal state when facing the Song army in the past few years.

Even the so-called elite Western Army of the Song Dynasty, the Forbidden Army, if they guard the city, they are still a bit of a threat. If they dare to go out of the city to fight, they will be crushed directly.

Jin Wushu looked indifferent, and said to the Han soldiers beside him, "Do you know why the Song people are so weak and vulnerable?"

The Han people joined the army with doubts on their faces: "I don't know, please ask the fourth prince to clarify my doubts."

Jin Wushu laughed and said: "If I am a great gold warrior, if I fight bravely, even a military slave can secure a high position. If I let it out, I will be equivalent to a prince. Therefore, every battle must be joyful."

"And I heard that your Song army is like a slave, and civil servants can step on the heads of generals without fear. Why should such an army fight against my Dajin warriors?"

Joining the army was startled, and his voice was a bit bitter: "What the fourth prince said is very true, this Song Dynasty is decayed, and the mountains and rivers are so beautiful, it should be used by the big gold."

Hearing this, Jin Wushu was full of arrogance: "Tatlan won the land of Lu, and he will be named the Lord of Lu. When I go back this time, when the weather turns cold, I will definitely go south again and take the land of the country for myself."

Joining the army complimented: "The fourth prince will get what he wants!"

Renault didn't know how the enemy commander viewed them.

An enemy's long spear had already pierced towards him through the gap between the chariots. This spear was so strong that he had no room to dodge, so he could only raise his shield to block it.

Only a clang was heard.

This pack of iron shield was pierced by this long spear abruptly.

But when the long spear stabbed out, it was difficult to withdraw it for a while, seeing that the golden man Tie Futu wanted to kick his shield with his feet, so as to use his strength to pull out the long spear.

Renault has also experienced several battles, how could he give up such a good opportunity, let go of the shield, and poked it out with one shot.

This shot was the essence of his several months of training, and it hit the golden man's chest directly, but the opponent's armor was so strong that he couldn't penetrate it, and instead he staggered from exhaustion.

At this time.

A huge force came from behind.

It was a "Earl's Guard" with big arms and round waist, wearing heavy armor and holding a big axe. Seeing that the fallen golden man made a comeback again, he pushed Lei Nuo away, and the ax accurately slashed on the neck of the Iron Buddha, bleeding blood splash.

The earl's guards kicked the golden man, pulled out the two-handed ax that was stuck deep in the golden man's neck, wiped the blood on his face, and laughed.

"Hey, you need an ax to deal with this kind of person!"

Naturally, these iron stupas would not be so stupid as to charge directly with their war horses in the face of this heavy car barrier.

As they approached, Mouk in the front ordered Tiefutu under his command, dismounted one after another, and rushed towards the chariot base.

The next few Mukes commanded the Iron Buddha under their hands to shoot arrows from a long distance to suppress them.

The car base stands with its back against the city wall, which greatly limits their charge. If they are in the wilderness, they can go around the car base to find its weak point, but right now, there is only one side of the car base to face the enemy. The difficulty of finding out its weakness was immediately raised by more than one notch.

More and more Iron Buddha infantry came to the chariot.

Some iron stupas even raised their axes to split the chains connecting the car bases so that they could be pushed down or pulled apart, but as soon as they approached, they were hurt by the caltrops hidden in the mud.

The remaining veterans threw heavy javelins at the right time, nailing a large area of ​​the Iron Buddha Tu that was approaching rashly without a shield.

Just hear a bang.

The two Iron Buddhas used hammers to smash open the car on the outer side of the fortress. Several shooters hidden inside showed frightened faces, and they were easily beheaded by them before they had time to dodge.

The battlefield has become a meat grinder.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood splashed.

Marshal Jill stood at the center of the carriage base, without showing the slightest worry on his face. Tie Futu gave up his greatest advantage by abandoning his horse and fighting on foot.

"I'd like to see you, how many lives will it take to wipe out our entire army."

In this battle, the central army he led was the role of bait from the beginning to the end.

(End of this chapter)