The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 301 Long live
Everything in the fort was ready, Zhu Xiaoyong faced his soldiers and made the final pre-war mobilization.

"Brothers, only by breaking through can we find a way out and be able to go home and reunite with our loved ones!"

"kill!"

The gate of the fort has been opened, and following Zhu Xiaoyong's order, the soldiers rushed out of the fort on horseback.

The horseshoes continued continuously, like thunder, and they spread far away immediately.

"Prepare to fight!"

To the north of Tianma Castle, Xu Yu immediately ordered his men to prepare. He wanted to trap the bandits in the castle and slowly kill them.

"My lord, they... they seem to have gone south!"

"what?"

Xu Yu thought he heard it wrong, so he turned around and looked in the direction of Tianmabao, and he saw the bandit army heading to the south area.

"It's been...it's been done, Cui Xing'an and the others may not be able to stop it!"

"Old Xu, they're heading south!"

Chen Yuhe also discovered the situation, and now he looked anxious, obviously worried about something going wrong.

In their eyes, the soldiers and horses are not strong in combat, and they can only fight with the wind, which is a tough battle and very laborious.

Not to mention whether they can stop the thief army, even if they stop themselves, they will suffer heavy losses. Such a victory is meaningless.

And it was Xu Yu as the commander who took the responsibility.

So at this moment, Xu Yu is most anxious.

"Let the brothers go south for reinforcements!" Xu Yu's face was extremely ugly.

Chen Yuhe took this very seriously, so he immediately went down to pass the order, and soon the two hundred guards moved.

But how can a man's two legs compare to a horse's four legs.

When Cui Xing'an noticed the attack of the bandit army, he knew that he had to carry it by himself, and it would take time for the guards to reinforce it.

At this moment, three hundred soldiers have already lined up.

The archers are behind, the pikemen are in front, and the sword and shield soldiers protect the hillsides on both sides.

Standing in the army with a knife, Cui Xing'an shouted loudly: "Brothers, it's time to serve the prince, are you afraid?"

The army formation at the scene was not very wide, so Cui Xing'an's shout could be heard by everyone present.

"Don't be afraid!" The soldiers also responded loudly.

If you say you are not afraid, it is actually a lie. It is the first time for an individual to go to such a frontal battlefield, and there will be pressure and fear.

"Are you afraid?" Cui Xing'an asked in a higher voice.

"Not afraid!"

This time, the voices of the soldiers were more unified and their momentum stronger.

"Are you scared?"

"Not afraid!"

The sound waves swept between the two mountains like overwhelming mountains, directly covering the sound of horseshoes on the opposite side.

When the voice fell, Cui Xing'an continued to shout: "His Royal Highness King Yong...Long live!"

"His Royal Highness King Yong, long live!"

Good guy, this last slogan directly pushed the fighting spirit of the soldiers to the highest level, making them forget their fear and fear.

They clenched the weapons in their hands and stared at the enemy attacking ahead. At this moment, they just wanted to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

Following Cui Xing'an's order, the semaphore soldiers issued an order to shoot arrows.

"Archer, let go!"

The archers standing in the back fired their arrows at the fastest speed.

The enemy army was within a hundred meters, and they had to use the fastest speed to shoot the arrows in the quiver.

There are hundreds of archers, and each shot is a hundred arrows. The opponent's cavalry is crowded in a small hell, and they can shoot effectively without aiming.

A round of salvo can basically take away twenty or thirty riders. As long as these people fall off their horses, they will basically be trampled to death by the people behind them.

The arrows were released continuously, and the soldiers only fired four rounds, and the cavalry on the opposite side had rushed to a distance of 20 meters.

The pikemen in front are ready to deal with the enemy.

They were holding long spears that were nearly ten feet long. At this moment, the spears were arranged in a formation, and the entire army formation was like a hedgehog.

Because they haven't stopped work these days, they dug a very complete fortification. They only need to defend 100 meters of the original 50-meter position.

For the remaining 50 meters, as long as Zhu Xiao bravely sends troops to charge, it will basically mean death, unless the trench is filled with human life.

At this moment, the Zhu family's army, who were attacking from the opposite side, was also haunted by fear after people were shot and killed one after another.

Looking at the spears standing in front of them, these soldiers felt even more horrified, thinking of the situation where they were stabbed through.

But at this moment, even if they are afraid, they can only rush over, and they have no choice.

The horses were fast, and some of the team had better horse skills, and they could draw bows and arrows to carry out assaults, but due to the small number of people, it was basically impossible to form effective kills.

Soon, these half-baked cavalry rushed directly to the front of the palace's army formation.

The huge impact knocked down the soldiers at the front, and many of them were killed on the spot.

However, the one who was more seriously injured was Zhu Jiajun who was charging forward.

Speeding up those who were shot just now, they have already killed more than a hundred people at this moment, while only thirty soldiers from the Wangfu army died in battle.

"Steady the formation, stabilize the formation!" Cui Xing'an shouted loudly.

In fact, he didn't need to say it, several hundred households knew that organizing manpower and maintaining formation is the basic quality of infantry.

It can be seen here that the daily training of the soldiers is effective, and the death of dozens of good people has basically no effect. Their formation is quickly adjusted, and it can be said to be rock-solid.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaoyong shouted: "Back... back!"

After an attack, you must not entangle with the infantry, but should immediately organize a second attack.

"Their defense on the east side is weak, and they will attack the east side later!"

"understand!"

Zhu Jiajun's men quickly turned their horses and retreated, and the Wangfu army immediately made up for it with several rounds of arrow rain, and shot and killed four more No. 50 people.

By this moment, the Wangfu army had suffered more than 30 casualties, and the Zhu's army had about 150 casualties.

Cui Xing'an had never expected that the battle loss ratio would be like this.

This can only explain two problems, one is that the soldiers of Bingma Division are very strong, and the other is that the people of Zhu's army are too weak.

The weakness of Zhu's army is not only reflected in equipment and training, but also in personnel organization and command methods.

To put it simply, this is a group of half-baked infantry who can ride horses. If they dismount and fight on foot, they can form a stronger combat effectiveness.

When Zhu's army was re-arranging, Cui Xing'an was not idle. While rearranging the army, he dragged the casualties to the rear.

At this moment, Zhu Jiajun's people had already lined up again, and everyone looked like they were fighting for their lives.

Zhu Xiaoyong raised his saber and shouted to his soldiers, "Attack!"

Their half cavalry, equipped with armored sabers, without long-range attack means, and without the cooperation of other arms, rushed towards the infantry formation waiting in front again.

On the side of Wang Fujun, Cui Xing'an held a long knife in his hand.

Looking at the enemy army charging from a distance, Cui Xing'an shouted again: "Brothers, it's time to be loyal to the prince, kill them all!"

After shouting this sentence, Cui Xing'an gathered his sword and pointed to the sky and shouted: "His Royal Highness King Yong, long live!"

The soldiers were all excited, they clenched their weapons tightly and shouted, "His Royal Highness King Yong...Long live!"

(End of this chapter)