Chapter 1472: Han Banner World (One Hundred and Sixty-Two) Desperate Attack (Part 2)

Night came as expected. Although the snow stopped, the wind was more biting and the temperature seemed to be lower. After receiving the report from Helan Jie that the Qin army had begun to move, Helan Xiong stepped onto the high platform. The lights in the Qin army camp opposite were bright, and columns of smoke rose into the sky. The fragrance that came with the wind made Helan Xiong realize that the other side had actually started to cook at this time.

"The other side is going to attack." Helan Xiong said to Helan Jie: "The Qin army will attack at night, and Wang Changyong will be alone. Prepare to fight."

The Han army, which was just about to go to bed, put on their armor again and entered the position in batches. A pile of bonfires was lit in front of the Han army's position, illuminating the entire position. Helan Jie led the main force to enter the attack position, Chen Hui led another unit to go around to the left wing, preparing to flank the Qin army, and another member of the army, Mao Shijin, went around to the wing.

Time passed by, and the Qin army's actions became strange. Through the telescope, Helan Xiong saw the Qin soldiers overturned the tent, tore the tent cloth into pieces, wrapped the cloth around his body, and the rest of the snow was scooped up and carried on his shoulders.

The sound of the bugle sounded, and the Qin soldiers were divided into several groups, advancing forward in a mess, without any formation, and there seemed to be no officer organization. They just stepped on the snow randomly, but walked forward unswervingly.

The Qin people basically had no long-range weapons. In order to speed up the retreat some time ago, they abandoned almost all the baggage weapons, which made them unable to use long-range suppression weapons.

The soldier walking in the front threw the snow on his shoulders on the ground and rolled it into a snowball. Then several people worked together to push the snowball forward. As they moved farther and farther, the snowball became bigger and bigger. In the end, they had to rely on the strength of more than ten people to push the snowball forward.

"You can think of this trick." Helan Xiong was a little dumbfounded. Unfortunately, he didn't have artillery now. Like the other side, in this big detour, in order to pursue speed, he didn't bring heavy weapons.

Helan Jie stopped in a position. Here, a semicircular fortress was built with ice and snow, and three magic crossbows were arranged. The crossbowmen were concentrating on paying attention to the increasingly clear Qin army. When they saw the huge snowballs rolling in front of the Qin army, they were all stunned.

"Fuck, this works!" Helanjie scratched his head. It must be said that people can always think of some incredible tricks in critical moments. These huge snowballs can not only block the shooting of the crossbow machine, but also destroy the barbed wire arranged by the Han army on the front line, and fill in the built walls.

Helanjie took a deep breath and shook his head. Fortunately, he also arranged some other means dozens of meters in front of the position, otherwise, this battle would probably enter a tragic hand-to-hand combat from the beginning. This is what the Qin army yearns for,

but it is not what the Han army wants. The Han army has always used superior weapons to suppress the enemy in combat. Minimizing the number of enemies participating in hand-to-hand combat and reducing casualties in the war has always been the goal pursued by the Han army. Although the Han army has never been afraid of hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

He summoned his personal soldiers and whispered a few words. He watched the personal soldiers turn around and run away. Helan Jiepeng took off the bow and arrow from his back, picked up a rocket, put it on the string, squinted his eyes and aimed at a place in front.

The enemy appeared a thousand meters away. The Han army's position was brightly lit, and the Qin army also held countless torches, illuminating the open space between the two sides. The Qin army was taking a short rest to recover their strength. Helan Jie noticed that there was not a single military flag in the Qin army.

His heart shrank slightly. These Qin soldiers were determined to die. Before the attack, they must have dealt with all their military flags. That is to say, they had no extravagant hope of winning this war, but only a desperate attack. But such an enemy is the most terrible, because they are not aiming to break through and win. Their only goal is to cause the greatest casualties to the Han army.

After a short pause, the Qin army began to move forward again. The snowballs had been rolled quite big, one after another, almost blocking the Qin army behind them. Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters, the Qin army was getting closer and closer. Under normal circumstances, the Han army's divine crossbows would have begun to whistle and harvest the enemy at this time, but now, these snowballs blocked the Qin people and the crossbowmen's sight. The Han army patiently waited for the superiors to issue the order to shoot.

Helan Jie stood on the fortress. At the same time, on the position, a Han soldier stood up at a distance, and like Helan Jie, they all held bows and arrows in their hands.

Two hundred steps, Helan Jie lowered his bow and arrow, and the soldiers below ignited the flint and ignited the ignition on the arrow. Helan Jie held the bow horizontally and squinted his eyes.

Two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps, he suddenly pulled the bowstring, aimed slightly, loosened his fingers, and with a buzz, the rocket flew out of the string, and along with this rocket, there were hundreds of rockets that were also burning. These soldiers who shot were all excellent archers in the Han army.

The rockets landed a few steps in front of the rolling snowball. As these rockets hit the ground, a loud noise came immediately. The rolling snowball was shattered into flying snow powder in the violent explosion. Among these flying snow powder, there were also broken arms and limbs of Qin soldiers who pushed the snowball forward.

The sound of explosions continued, and the huge snowballs rolling in front of the Qin army position were blown up one after another. On the Han army position, the divine crossbow immediately sounded.

The overwhelming crossbows swept the Qin army who were shouting and charging to the ground one by one, but the Qin army, who were determined to die, did not hesitate at all because of the fall of their comrades in front. They shouted and rushed forward in waves, risking their lives, until they were shot and fell. The distance of more than 100 meters was soon filled with the bodies of the Qin army.

However, the distance of more than 100 meters was obviously too short for the defending Han army. Under normal circumstances, the divine crossbow could start shooting at about 300 meters. At this distance, the divine crossbow could shoot multiple rounds, but at a distance of more than 100 meters, a normal soldier could rush over in more than ten seconds. After the divine crossbow shot the crossbow arrows in the quiver, it needed to change the quiver. It was this short gap that immediately allowed the Qin army to rush forward.

"Grenade!" Helan Jie shouted.

The infantrymen quickly lit the grenades and threw them forward. At this time, the Qin army, which had rushed to the front of the position, also desperately threw ceramic grenades to the Han army on the position.

Explosions rang out one after another, and countless people fell down at the same time on the Han army's position. Compared with the Han army's grenades, the lethality of ceramic grenades is much smaller, but even so, in an instant, hundreds of Han soldiers lost their combat effectiveness. They were dragged down by the prepared backup.

There were circles of barbed wire on the front position. The Qin army rushed to the barbed wire, took off the tent cloth on his body, spread it on the barbed wire, and then immediately climbed up. Under the pressure of the soldiers' weight, the sharp barbs instantly pierced the thick tent cloth and penetrated the soldiers' exposed palms, but these Qin soldiers were still struggling to crawl forward.

The Shenji Crossbow, which had been silent for a moment, sounded again. Countless grenades flew in the air. People on both sides kept falling down. On the front line, the Qin army quickly filled the passages with corpses. The barbed wire was flattened or completely covered with corpses. More Qin soldiers stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed to the Han army's position.

The Shenji Crossbow began to extend and shoot far away. On the position, a long spear was placed on the low wall. Behind the spearman, a sword and shield soldier knelt on one knee on the ground, ready to rush out to fight at any time.

When the Qin army began to launch a desperate attack, a few miles behind them, the New Qin army also began to leave the camp. Unlike the Helan Xiong tribe in front, they had heavy weapons. One by one, pack horses pulled artillery, and tens of thousands of soldiers came out in full force and advanced towards the place where the battle took place. Although Wang Jian, Huang Ming and other New Qin generals had mixed feelings in their hearts, they knew very well that they could not avoid this battle.

Half an hour later, Huang Ming clearly saw the tragic scene on the battlefield, but to his surprise, on the way forward of the New Qin Army, they did not encounter any obstacles. He originally thought that the Qin Army would definitely set up positions halfway to block the New Qin Army to protect their rear, but there was nothing. It seemed that the Qin Army used all its strength to attack forward.

Huang Ming was a little dazed, looking at the New Qin Army that had already formed a battle formation, looking at the cannons that had raised their black muzzles, Huang Ming did not give the order to shoot.

After several hesitations, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded under the flag of the Central Army behind him. It was Wang Jian urging him to launch an attack. The fierce drumbeats already represented Wang Jian's dissatisfaction. Huang Ming suddenly closed his eyes, choked and pulled out the saber at his waist, "Fire!" He shouted loudly.

Hundreds of artillery pieces suddenly erupted with flames, and shrapnel shells fell with whistling sounds towards the Qin army in front. Huang Ming closed his eyes tightly, unable to bear to observe the battle situation in front.

At the forefront of the battle, Wang Zhijun heard a loud noise coming from behind him. He turned his head and looked at the shells flying in the night sky with the sound of death. He smiled miserably, turned his head, tightly grasped the iron gun in his hand, and said sternly: "Old Qin boys, kill, kill Han dogs!"

He jumped over the low wall in front and killed into the Han army's position.

The sound of artillery continued to sound, but no Qin army turned back. They rushed desperately to the Han army's position in front. Wang Changyong stood under his central army flag, which was the only remaining flag of the entire Qin army. He closed his eyes and began to chant the Qin army war song softly.

"Resist the old Qin, and restore our rivers and mountains. We will not stop fighting until our blood dries up and we die!"

The singing slowly spread, and more and more Qin soldiers sang war songs while launching desperate attacks on the Han army in front of them. The singing overwhelmed the explosions and shouts on the battlefield.

A shell flew over and landed right under Wang Zhiyong's central army flag. After a loud bang, Wang Changyong disappeared, and the huge army flag fell on the snow and began to burn.

Huang Ming's closed eyes were filled with tears, and the Qin army's war song made him extremely painful for a while.

The drum sound behind him changed again, Huang Ming opened his eyes, and shouted hoarsely: "Attack!"

Wang Jian stared at the battlefield in front of him. He did not shed tears, but his eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his temples were throbbing. (To be continued.)