Chapter 1130: Carrying on the Past and Opening up the Future (Twenty)

After Fu Jiang led his troops to Tucheng, he launched an attack on Tucheng without any hesitation.

"Brothers, it's a delicious lunch after taking Tucheng! Charge with me!" Fu Jiang raised his arms and shouted, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other.

He is the confidant of Mao Afu of the Third Regiment, not only in terms of character, but also in terms of physique. He is also like Dong Zhuang. Most people hold a spear weighing more than ten kilograms with two hands in battle. Fu Jiang has one. He can dance like a windmill with his hands, and what he is best at is attacking fortresses and taking the lead in battles. He is always the one who rushes to the front. In the past two years, he has gained countless scars on his body, but he is extremely lucky and has not died. , but he has gained a great reputation and has been promoted all the way up. He is now the commander of a battalion and is in charge of thousands of soldiers.

There are only more than a thousand Chu troops in Tucheng. Fu Jiang knows this information. In his opinion, if the troops are equal, even if the Chu army has the cover of the position, it cannot be the opponent of the Han army. What's more, The Chu army did not rely on the city wall, but used the terrain to set up a defensive position. If it were a solid city wall, Fu Jiang would be more careful. Now in his opinion, attacking the earth city is just a matter of charging.

The fact seems to be as Fu Jiang expected. When the troops of the first battalion launched an attack on the opponent's position, what they responded to were only sparse arrows, with no accuracy and little power. Listening to the sound coming from the shield in their hands. There was a jingling sound, and Fu Jiang just sneered in his heart. He was indeed vulnerable.

"Speed ​​up, speed up, charge forward!" He turned around and shouted sternly.

Yu Ping poked his head out from behind the position, looked at the Han soldiers attacking upwards along the steep terrain, and sneered. Due to the limitations of the terrain, the higher up, the more scattered lines of Han soldiers converged towards the center. , the originally sparse intervals have been filled by Han soldiers one after another.

Now! He suddenly leaned out from behind the wall and yelled: "Throw stones!"

On the position where no one could be seen at first, Chu soldiers suddenly appeared one after another. In groups of several, they lifted up the rounded stones and threw them down.

With the roar of the wind, crushing the weeds on the slope, the rolling stones bounced towards the dense formation of the Han army.

"Spread out!" Fu Jiang roared, jumping up and down from the rolling stones with a dexterity that was incompatible with his physique to avoid the rolling stones, but the screams behind him made him frightened and angry.

Looking back, I realized that the formation of my men was now extremely crowded. When the stone rolled down, the soldiers had no way to avoid it. The soldiers in the front row bravely stuck their shields on the ground and huddled behind the shields to keep their distance. He held the shield on his shoulders and kicked his legs tightly behind him, trying to withstand the leaping attack with his flesh and blood body.

With loud impacts, most of the rolling stones hit the shield. The iron-covered wooden shield shattered into pieces. The soldiers behind the shield screamed. The huge shock broke their muscles and bones, but the rolling stones But they also stopped because of the obstruction between the shield and their bodies.

However, there were still a few rolling stones that flew up halfway due to the unevenness on the ground. They jumped over these flesh and blood shields and fell straight to the rear, creating a bloody path among the soldiers.

"Throw stones!" Yu Ping shouted again, and dozens more stone bullets were pushed down. With the sound of rumbling stones, Yu Ping raised the iron gun with one hand, supported the parapet with one hand, and shouted: "Charge, will Kill them."

About three hundred soldiers followed Yu Ping and rushed out from behind the parapet. They almost rushed down with the rolling stones.

The enemy's attack came so fiercely and suddenly, which was completely different from Fu Jiang's previous judgment and beyond his expectation. He looked at the surging enemies, and then looked around him. He was only followed by a dozen agile soldiers. , and more people were suppressed dozens of meters behind him. What made Fu Jiang even more distressed was that on the hillside behind him, the bodies of many of his brothers were lying in disorder. They were injured by rolling stones. Some of them had lost their breath, while others were still struggling in pain. The long slope was stained red with blood.

"Retreat, retreat!" Fu Jiang turned around and ran back without any further hesitation.

The Han soldiers who had just escaped this round of rolling stone attacks and stood up straight, upon hearing this order, the soldiers at the front immediately raised their spears and set up a line of defense, while the soldiers at the rear did not hesitate. Turn back.

The cry of killing suddenly started, and Yu Ping focused on Fu Jiang. This man holding a shield in one hand and a gun in the other was obviously the highest officer of this army. At this time, this man was standing at the front of the retreating Han army. .

"Kill!" Yu Ping roared angrily, and the iron spear in his hand was distracted and stabbed straight at Fu Jiang. Almost at the same time, Fu Jiang counterattacked without retreating, and went straight towards him. He waved his iron shield and hit the spear fiercely. On the top, Yu Ping's wrist shook violently, and the iron spear in his hand was raised upwards involuntarily. He heard the fierce roar of his opponent, a cold light flashed, and the spear stabbed his chest. Almost subconsciously, Yu Ping turned sideways violently. With a chirping sound, a soldier who was following closely behind him was stabbed squarely in the chest and abdomen by this gun. With one hand, his opponent lifted the Chu soldier into the air, flicked his arm, and shot him back. The soldier who was screaming miserably was thrown out, knocking down several more people.

Yu Ping was shocked. The strength of his opponent was so great that he almost couldn't believe his own eyes. Holding a gun with one hand, he could actually pick someone up in the air.

Fu Jiang was angry in his heart, and stabbed out the spear in his hand, and danced with the shield in the other hand, mowing the lives of his opponents like mowing grass. Yu Ping was frightened by his momentum, and actually did not dare to fight him face to face again, and avoided him. , and only attacked those ordinary Han soldiers.

There were only about a hundred soldiers left to cover, but they blocked the opponent's pursuit path. If the opponent were to rush through their defense line and attack the retreating Han army, the consequences would be disastrous. Yu Ping had already seen the opponent's second attack. A team has emerged from behind the wall.

The opponent came from top to bottom, and there was no doubt about the impact. The Han army, which was leaning up to contend with the opponent, was undoubtedly at an absolute disadvantage. But what shocked Yu Ping was that under such an extremely passive situation, the opponent exploded. Showing incredible fighting power, the battle between the two sides was extremely fierce and cruel, almost exchanging lives for lives. Every time an opponent was killed, one person on his side would inevitably fall.

This is unacceptable to Yu Ping. Because he only has a thousand people in total, and the battle loss ratio is one to one with his opponent. It won't be long before Tucheng will change hands, and behind his opponent, there are still thousands of people. Thousands of soldiers are coming here.

"Retreat!" He put away his spear and retreated. "Retreat to the defense line!"

The Chu army retreated, but the Han army on the opposite side did not attack again. Half of them were on guard, and the other half were dragging or hugging their dead and wounded comrades, and then slowly retreated downwards.

Yu Ping stood on the hillside, looking at the Han army regrouping at the foot of the mountain, then at the broken Han army that was still retreating slowly, and at the Han general who was dragging at the end like an evil god. The hand holding the gun shook slightly.

He did win the first battle, but he was not happy at all. The fighting power displayed by his opponent made him finally understand why General Qu Wan was defeated in Qi State.

The victory in this battle was based on the opponent's contempt for him, but the next time his opponent comes back, it won't be so easy.

"Arrange defenses!" Two words came out of his mouth, and Yu Ping turned around and walked towards the back of the position.

The soldiers ran out from behind the wall, holding wooden stakes and antlers in their hands, wielding sledgehammers, and nailed these things firmly to the hillside. A basket of Dong's iron caltrops was carried out and scattered. On a slope of hundreds of meters.

From a distance of several hundred meters, Fu Jiang watched with a livid face as his opponent calmly arranged the defense line. Now he understood that his opponent had not arranged these things before just to make him despise them and to use his contempt for them to give himself. A blow to the head.

They did it. In the first battle, he lost almost a company. More than fifty people were killed on the spot, and dozens more were injured of varying severity. The company with the strongest combat effectiveness lost half of its combat effectiveness. , it is no longer possible to organize an attack independently.

"Order the troops to rest and recuperate on the spot. How far are we from the baggage company?" Fu Jiang asked.

"Battal Commander, the soldiers of our three companies ran too fast, leaving the transport battalion nearly half a day's journey away. This is not a country after all, and the traffic conditions are too bad for the convoy to keep up." Behind him, the second company commander explained. Rong whispered.

"Send someone to destroy the train company and speed it up."

"Battal Commander, the opponent has already been fully prepared. I just looked at the stones that rolled down. They are all polished and not found in a hurry. This shows that the opponent has already anticipated our attack. Should we report this situation to the regiment leader first? This is completely different from our pre-war estimate!" Jie Rong said.

"They have less than a thousand people. This is correct." Fu Jiang stared at the enemy's defense line in the distance with blood-red eyes. "If Tucheng is captured by us, the main force will be able to attack Pengcheng. This battle will require What matters is speed. If it is delayed for a long time, the Chu State may increase its troops and it will easily become a stalemate. This is not what the higher-ups want to see. As a forward, even if the sacrifice is larger, we still have to complete the surrender. The next task." Fu Jiang shook his head and said: "Jie Rong, when the baggage arrives, your second company will be the main attack, and the people from the first company who can still fight will be reorganized as your reserve team. I don't want us to be still there when the commander gets here. Tangled with the enemy here!"

"Understood!" Jie Rong puffed up his chest: "Once the long-range weapons arrive, these southern barbarians will not be able to defend themselves." (To be continued)