Mythical big man, champion soldier saint

Chapter 492 Slapped 【Tickets】

Bang - bang bang!
The Macedonian soldiers were knocking on the round shields in their hands, and the battle armor reflected the morning light, stimulating the strength and morale of the war.

Lor rode his horse in front of the formation, pointed in the direction of the Han army, and said loudly: "My Macedonian army has been on the battlefield countless times and won brilliant victories time after time.

Today, we once again set foot on the battlefield to fight against the invaders from the East.

Soldiers, what shall we do? "

"Courage is invincible, fortitude is invincible."

This is the most widely circulated sentence among the Macedonian army, also from Alexander.

Lore shouted: "Soldiers, the history of the past thousand years is staring at you behind you, for the glory of Macedonia!"

"To the glory of Macedonia!"

"To the glory of Macedonia!"

"Array!"

The whole army roared wildly, and the sound of beating bucklers was like war drums.

Macedonia's 1 infantry, [-] light cavalry, and [-] heavy cavalry regiments suddenly moved forward.

The sight of soldiers and horses soaring in momentum and united as one makes people's blood boil.

At the top of the city, Bhutto and Afti stood side by side.

From their point of view, the army lined up and the crowd was like a sea.

The powerful front formed a strong appeal, making everyone forget the worries and fears before the war.

When the wind blows, Aphti's hair flutters in the wind.

She took a step forward and stood on the battlements, her dress fluttering, as if she could go down from the top of the city at any time, join the army, and fight with the Macedonians.

"Soldiers, I, Macedonia, will always be the king of war!"

"Promote!"

"Promote!"

Amidst the shouts below, a golden mark appeared between Afti's smooth brows.

It was a shield and a spear with pale golden marks alternating, war and protection, and also the double blessing of the God of War and the God of Wisdom.

She raised her right hand, and behind her was a phantom of a god standing on a chariot, hazy.

Holding a battle gun burning with golden flames, the god galloped in the sky, bringing clusters of golden flames.

Afti used the blessing of the God of War to pray for the Macedonian soldiers, praying that they would be invincible and invincible.

At this moment, all the Macedonian soldiers had courage in their hearts, and their fighting spirit doubled.

Their spears became sharper and their shields stronger.

Such is the power of the blessing of war.

"Macedonia, lord of war!"

"Macedonia!"

"King of War!"

The corner of Luoer's lips twitched, and his heart became more and more determined that he would lead the army to win the war.

When he shouted, all the soldiers in the army answered.

Soldiers and generals are like one.

The soldiers were excited and eager to try, eager to rush into the enemy's line and kill the Han army.

Lore raised his spear and pointed at Huo Qubing in front of the Han army formation: "Kill them, capture the Han general alive, and hang him in front of the formation of the two armies!"

what!what!what!
The whole army drank wildly.

Three hundred feet away, the Han army stopped moving forward.

Huo Qubing did not make any pre-war declaration.

The horsewhip in his hand is the direction for the Han army to defeat the enemy!

With Da Sima here, our army is invincible!
The Han army stood still, but the gathered troops were rising steadily.

The atmosphere on the battlefield is tense!

The fighting spirit aroused by the Han army spread across the battlefield like clouds and fog, pressing towards the Macedonian phalanx.

Suddenly, a ray of scarlet rose from the momentum of the Han army.

That's the murderous aura they cultivated from defeating countless enemies, affecting the manifestation of visions in the world, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!
"What a strong fighting spirit!"

At the head of Apameia, Aphti frowned.

She is urging the power of the God of War, and she is extremely sensitive to the strength of the Han army.

Bhutto said: "The power of Huo Qubing, the commander of the Han army, is connected with the troops. The scene of evolution...has never been seen before."

Afti also saw that behind Huo Qubing, the soaring military will was connected with the Han army.

To this day, the Han army has experienced hundreds of battles and is in great strength.

Behind them, the blood was smeared, slowly forming a military battle scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

At a level invisible to ordinary people, the world where the Han army is located is like waves of blood, roaring like tides, and impacting the Macedonian army formation.

The two sides were nearly three hundred feet apart, and their military formations were facing each other.

The momentum of the Macedonians was completely suppressed.

The vision of the Han army on the opposite side evolving with military power, the sea of ​​blood surging, and the scene of piles of corpses are breathtaking!

On the battlefield, Lore also noticed that after the two sides gathered forces, the Macedonian Legion was at a disadvantage, and the smiles on their faces faded.

He didn't expect that the army with soaring fighting spirit under his command would be controlled by the Han army in the face to face!
"go ahead!"

Lore shouted: "Shrink into a mountain formation!"

Boom boom boom!
The Macedonian soldiers advanced in formation.

And in the process of propulsion, they rely on each other and start to shrink the array.

The entire Macedonian phalanx, the distance between the tribes, is getting closer, like a moving mountain, approaching the enemy!

Lore ordered the army to push forward, taking the lead in kicking off the war.

The Macedonians in the front line moved their shields away, exposing the position on their chests, and gave up the previous defense of blocking the shields in front of them.

By doing this, they were provoking the Han army and inviting the Han army to charge, which meant that they would not defend and let the Han army attack.

At the same moment, the cavalry in the front line of the Han army moved sideways like a tide.

A column of Han infantry rushed out from behind, each holding a thigh-thick bronze pipe.

The secret lines on it are intertwined and complicated.

Clang——

The copper pipe was placed on the ground by the Han troops who were marching out, and the tripod-shaped support was opened.

There are a total of about [-] bronze tubes supported by tripods. The interior is hollow, and they are arranged densely, and the secret patterns engraved on the ceremony begin to glow.

Since ten months, various armaments and materials of the Han army have been continuously transported to the front line.

The same goes for barrel arrows.

The last time I used it, there were only [-] fire barrel arrows.

After a period of time, more than 200 arrows were sent one after another, and together they were more than 500 barrel arrows.

After setting up, quickly adjust the angle, reload, and trigger, all in one go!
Rumble!
Five hundred arrows at a time were ejected in a parabolic arc and dropped into the enemy's position from the air.

The Macedonians were at a loss and had no effective means of defense at all.

Then there was an earth-shattering loud noise, the earth trembled, and the ground and gravel were impacted by the force of the explosion and scattered in all directions.

The military formation of nearly [-] Macedonian soldiers suffered a large number of casualties after a concentrated firing.

Five hundred arrow shells exploded, and in each spherical arrow shell, at least twenty special small arrows flew and shot.

A single shot is equivalent to tens of thousands of bows and crossbows, firing closely at close range.

Its impact and destructive power are stronger than that of a crossbow.

On the battlefield, the screams became one.

The leather armor on the chest and abdomen of a Macedonian soldier was penetrated, blood holes appeared on the face door, and fragments of arrows and bullets burst out directly through the body.

The first volley, the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth... no more, but the carnage was done.

At the rear of the city, Afti blurted out, her delicate skin was covered with goosebumps.

Bhutto's hairs stood on end.

"The Artifact of War! This is the Artifact of War..."

The Han army used fire barrel arrows once before.

However, in the many confrontations between the Parthians around the city of Apameia since then, the Han people have never encountered this terrible weapon.

The feeling given to the Parthians is that this kind of war artifact used by the Han people is a one-time consumable and cannot become a standing weapon.

Unexpectedly, the Han army used it again at this time, with greater power than last time, and the Macedonians were the first to bear the brunt!

Bhutto's hands and feet were shaking.

The Parthian soldiers, generals, and Aphti standing on the top of the city were all the same, horrified to the extreme.

On the battlefield, Lol...is he still alive?
Boom boom boom!
The Han army beat the war drums, and after suppressing intensive firepower, the Han army's cavalry began to charge into the formation.

Zhang Cigong, King Hunxie, Zhao Puonu, and Chen Qing each led a troop, like four sharp arrows, and charged towards the battlefield.

Huo Qubing chose a high ground, and accompanied by Bai Nanyu and the old prime minister, watched the battle.

Luo Er's voice, on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, was hoarse: "Quick, retreat into the city!"

When they were bombed to the point of being devastated and the per capita psychological shadow was huge, they had no fighting power at all.

If they insist on attacking the Han army, the Macedonians will be completely wiped out!

There was only one thought left in Luo Er's mind, which was to withdraw!How many soldiers and horses can be saved?

But the Han army came too fast, and the autumn wind swept over them like fallen leaves.

The large spears and round shields of the Macedonian soldiers would only become a burden if they were not in formation.

The infantry who fled in a panic were chased by the Han army, and very few survived.

Only some cavalry fled back to the city in time, and then the city gate was closed tightly to prevent the Han army from taking the opportunity to rush into the city.

The Macedonian infantry left outside the city had to be abandoned.

This fiasco came so abruptly and ferociously that there was almost no process, and the result came as soon as the war started!
It was less than an hour from the appearance of the Han army to the defeat of Macedonia.

Seen from the top of the city, the Macedonian troops left outside the city had no way to escape, facing the butcher knife of the Han army.

too fast.

The elite Macedonian fighters were consumed just like that, without even a fair chance of confrontation.

Although it is impossible to win the Macedonians in the battlefield, but it will never be so fast, and there is no counterattack.

The Han army was unscathed.

This wave is a massacre of Chiguoguo!

The Han army hacked and killed the Macedonians outside the city. The generals, priests, and soldiers at the top of the city were all cold-hearted.

"Kasong surrenders, Rao Er will not die!"

"Kasong surrenders!"

Zhang Cigong and King Hunxie kept calling for formation at the foot of the city.

And the Han army on both sides is diverting like a tide, going around the city to kill in Parthia.

Bhutto did not expect that the way the Han army conquered the city of Apameia would be like this. At this time, the city was not broken, but the hearts of the people were broken.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to go out of the city and fight the Han army again? !
Outside the city, the five hundred fire barrels and arrows stood upright, showing the attitude of someone coming out and bombing again.

Huo Qubing also left some ammunition, enough to suppress the soldiers and horses in the city of Apameia, so that they dare not move.

Evening sunset.

The Han army used five hundred fire barrel arrows to crush a city of soldiers and horses, and they dared not move a little.

In the afternoon, Bhutto made two attempts, sending troops out of the city to test.

The men and horses sent out for the first time scattered their horses and tried to get close to the Han army, but were defeated by the Han army cavalry.

The second time the number of people increased, the Han army used fire barrel arrows again, blowing up people into corpses and broken arms.

evening.

In the city of Apameia, the clouds are gloomy.

Now it is no longer a question of whether they dare to fight, but that they are trapped in the city and cannot get out.

When Bhutto came down from the city, his mind was full of thoughts, thinking about ways to break the situation.

The current Apameia is no different from a dead city, completely losing its strategic significance.

Under the leadership of that terrible commander, the Han army went around the city and entered the hinterland of Parthia.

In a practical sense, the city of Apameia has been breached and turned into an abandoned city, which lost its purpose of blocking the Han army.

Bhutto had a sense of desolation that the country was about to perish.

During this period, Parthia originally had heroic rulers, famous generals, strong armies, and a prosperous national power.

They have all these conditions, but they are on the verge of subjugation!

Just because I met a stronger Han army!
Bhutto walked back to the mansion with a dejected expression.

He returned to the dormitory, wanting to be alone.

But the moment he returned to the dormitory, he felt a sudden sensation in his heart, and his face changed: "Who?"

In the darkness of the room, a person came out slowly, it was Utis.

Bhutto sneered and said, "You sneaked into the city, were you sent by the Han people? Do you want to persuade me to surrender or assassinate me?"

Utis said: "You have also seen the ability of the commander-in-chief of the Han army, Champion Hou, to use troops. We have no chance of winning!"

"Even if there is no chance of winning, I will live and die with Parthia instead of shamefully surrendering." Bhutto said sternly.

Utis threw a leather scroll to Bhutto: "Look at it."

"What is this?" Bhutto asked in a deep voice.

"Champion Hou's next plan for using troops and his judgment on the current situation."

Bhutto's heart moved slightly, and he opened the leather scroll.

It was ghostwritten by Utis, expressing the meaning dictated by Huo Qubing, and written in Parthian script.

After Bhutto looked at it, all blood disappeared from his face, and he raised his head and said, "This is impossible."

Utis: "Impossible, we will see tonight, I can wait with you, and soon I will know whether the analysis of Champion Hou is right or not."

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