Chapter 3297 What is face?

People who have never really entered the battle formation will probably have two extremes when they first started. One is that they think it is difficult, they will be very afraid, refuse, and escape. It is basically like Kong Rong, who uses reading scriptures or other methods to cover up his incompetence and helplessness. The other is that they are very brave and think that this is the case with the battle formation. As long as they rush to kill, A will be done.

Wuqiu Jian is likely to belong to the second type.

He is young and prone to bloodshed. Although Liu Fu told him to be cautious, he even said that even if the baggage was burned out, it wouldn't matter. At worst, he could just mobilize it from the rear, but Wu Qiu Jian felt that he could win and he should win.

He was too eager to be praised and affirmed.

It is real praise, not false politeness.

This impulse caused Wu Qiujian to forget something.

Or something was ignored.

Wuqiu Jian’s family environment is not as good as the top and the bottom. The successful people he saw when he looked up were pouring chicken soup for him without exception. If he worked hard, he would be rewarded. If he was brave, he would definitely succeed.

So he worked hard and he became brave.

The moment Wu Qiujian rushed out of the camp with his men, the cavalry and horses that were raging on the riverside and on the pontoon bridge obviously shrank a little, and seemed to be afraid of Wu Qiujian's arrival. The situation of one's rise and fall greatly stimulated Wu Qiujian and the Cao soldiers below him, and rushed towards the pontoon bridge occupied and controlled by the cavalry and horses.

Darkness, fire.

People shout and horses neigh.

The river surging and artillery roars.

Everything is so chaotic, but so full of rhythm.

The rhythm of death.

Wu Qiujian had just rushed to the vicinity of the floating bridge with his men. The war horse under his foot suddenly became frightened and neighed, as if he had stepped on something, shook his front hooves, and swayed his hooves with a whistle and nearly lifted Wu Qiujian off his horse's back. Wu Qiujian was immediately awakened from his beautiful imagination. He held the reins tightly and even held the horse's neck, so he did not fall off his horse.

Just as Wu Qiujian was trying his best to control the war horse, some terrifying sounds suddenly sounded in his ears.

『Swoosh!Swoosh!』

Although the river was flowing around, the artillery in Tongguan also rumbled from time to time, and the screams of the surrounding people and horses were still noisy, but this fear that was almost engraved in the bones still made him instinctively bent down and lean on the horse's back.

In the interweaving of darkness and light and fire, crossbow arrows roared by.

The crossbow arrows shot from the riverside were as fast as locusts.

The Cao army soldiers who rushed in the front immediately fell down a large area with their men and horses. Most of them were infantrymen. A small number of cavalry might be covered by war horses, or attraction. The injured horses were not people, but they were also people who were overturned and their formation was suddenly in chaos!

『Ambushes! There is an ambush!』

The soldiers of Cao's army shouted loudly, but did not have the appropriate warning effect in the chaotic scene.

Some Cao's soldiers still ran forward inertially, then stepped on their compatriots, or subconsciously held their feet, but were knocked to the ground by their compatriots behind them.

On one side is the cold river water, and on the other side are ignited supplies. Wu Qiu Jian and others are sandwiched in it, enjoying the service of both ice and fire, and they have to endure it and not ejaculate... Cough cough, don't be shot...

Crossbow arrows and arrows roared and flew in succession.

Although after the first round of arrows and crossbows, Cao's army quickly blocked the shield in the direction of the arrows, causing the subsequent damage to the arrows and crossbows to be reduced a lot, these arrows and crossbows that attacked from the darkness still made the Cao army's soldiers flew.

Including Wuqiu Jian.

At this moment when the commander should have stood up, issued orders and fought back quickly, what was Wuqiu Jian doing?

He was busy competing with his war horse.

Under nervousness, he couldn't find out what his war horse had stepped on, but he thought his war horse was out of control.

The ambition of making achievements and becoming a marquis and generals has dissipated at this moment, and the thoughts left in my mind are why the war horse suddenly disobeys?

Obviously, Wu Qiu Jian underestimated the combat effectiveness of the cavalry and horses.

Perhaps the cavalry and horses of these two hundred were just a fraction of the number of people in the Cao army camp, but the war was not simply a comparison number. In this small local battlefield on the banks of the floating bridge river, Cao's army was crushed in terms of individual soldiers.

Wu Qiu Jian felt that there were few people in the cavalry, so he would set off a few fires after the sneak attack, kill a few people and run away. The current results are definitely valuable for the Hussars, so when he led his troops forward, these cavalrymen should have fled in a hurry when they saw that the situation was not good.

As a result, what Wu Qiu Jian did not expect was that Hao Zhao not only did not escape, but instead had someone secretly set up some manpower on the side of the river, luring Wu Qiu Jian's array to deform, he would serve him with arrows.

『Kill! Crush in the middle! Kill!』

Hao Zhao roared, covered half of his face with his shield, and rushed forward with his sword.

Why not spread the two wings to surround Cao's army?

It was very simple. Under the darkness and fire, Hao Zhao and others could not see the caltrops on the ground clearly. They could only avoid the range they had spread before and rushed forward.

Hao Zhao directly bumped into the Cao army's array, slashed one Cao army with one knife, and then pushed the shield away the sword and gun from another Cao army, and cut off the Cao army's bare arms without armor protection with one knife.

Blood splattered out, and the smell of blood suddenly spread.

The wounded howl made other Cao army soldiers instinctively feel the existence of danger and couldn't help but feel a little restrained.

『Kill him! Kill him!』

After finally getting off the war horse, Wu Qiu Jian finally issued an order like that, but also guided Hao Zhao to the direction of the attack.

Hao Zhao stood at the forefront of the military formation. Of course, this position has extremely high risks, but it also has great benefits.

Most of the Shanxi generals and frontier commanders of the Han Dynasty like to fight on the front line. Not only can they output damage, but they will also have direct efficiency and better results for on-site dispatch than commanding and commanding on the back line.

Hao Zhao and Cao's soldiers have fought against each other many times, and they have a strong psychological advantage. Not only are they not afraid at all, but they also make them more agile and brave because of the secretion of adrenaline.

When Wu Qiu Jian called out a loud order, Hao Zhao on the front line was discovered in the gaps of the chaotic crowd of light and shadow.

Hao Zhao cut down a Cao army soldier, then put the shield in front, held the swords and guns of the other two Cao army soldiers, and shouted at the guard beside him: "Five Elements Thunder! Fifty Steps in the Front Left!"

"Fifty steps ahead of the left!" Hao Zhao's guard also yelled.

In the cavalry line, several people immediately shrank under the shield of friendly troops, then took down the grenade hanging behind them, pulled out the plug, pierced the sealed oil paper, pulled out the fuse, and put it on the torch on the side. Then they shouted softly and threw it out in the direction Hao Zhao shouted.

Three or four grenades passed through the air and then fell into the Cao army's front.

『Ahhhhh…』

The soldiers of Cao's army seemed to have realized something, and suddenly screamed in panic, subconsciously avoiding it, making the already untidy queue even more chaotic.

"boom!"

A grenade exploded.

After several improved grenades, it is more powerful and more lethal than the first generation of grenades.

Simply put, the killing radius of the first generation of grenades is only about two to three steps. If more than five steps, it is usually only caused by the sputtering damage of the rocks and wood chips that are shocked, and the direct damage is very small. However, with the purification of black gunpowder and the improvement of grenade fragments, grenades can now have certain damage within ten steps.

It's just a certain amount of damage, but it may not be able to kill on the spot. Compared to the large-scale lethality within ten or even fifty meters of later generations, Black Gunpowder is still a little brother.

The explosion of air waves overturned two or three Cao troops near the explosion site, and the fragments of grenades roared.

A piece of fragment cut a huge wound into the thigh of a Cao army soldier like a sharp blade, and then stabbed it into the lower abdomen of another Cao army soldier without any stop.

The huge cut was exposed with white leg bones, and the edges were irregular twisted muscles and cortexes. Blood surged out of the huge wound like a fountain, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It was not until the blood was splattering that the injured Cao army soldier seemed to feel the pain, roared with all hissings, and fell to the ground.

『Boom! Boom!』

There were several explosions connected.

The remaining flesh and pieces of armor splashed in the thick smoke, and then fell down with the soil and gravel, hitting the armor of the other uninjured Cao's soldiers.

A stone slammed on Wu Qiujian's pocket with a "bang" sound, smashing his pocket with a crooked sound.

Wu Qiu Jian shouted uncontrollably, and closed his eyes desperately, staggered, his legs softened, and he almost knelt on the ground.

There was a panic around, and all the soldiers of Cao's army were shouting and avoiding him. Wu Qiu Jian's behavior was not very obvious. After a while, Wu Qiu Jian came to his senses and felt a numbness on his head, but it didn't hurt. He quickly looked down at his body. It was still intact, and his soul was considered to have returned to his body.

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He turned his eyes to the place where the grenade landed.

A Cao army soldier's stomach was cut open, and the colorful intestines in his abdomen were scattered, and filth and fragments of his internal organs kept flowing out. He lay on his back on the ground, not dead for a while, and his hands and feet were still twitching...

Wu Qiu Jian looked at the scene in front of him in fear. His original ambitions have now been greatly shaken, and a sour smell surged from his throat.

He vomited in big mouthfuls...

As the morale of Cao's army collapsed, the Hussars naturally became more and more brave.

Hao Zhao's left and right swords were smashed and chopped, killing three or four people in an instant, and his power was as brave as a tiger.

『Kill the enemy general! Steal Cao's camp!』

Hao Zhao raised his sword and yelled.

『Kill the enemy general! Steal Cao's camp!』

The other Hussar soldiers behind Hao Zhao also yelled, and for a moment they actually covered up the sound on the side of Tongguan.

Who would have thought that just one or two hundred cavalrymen wanted to steal the camp of Cao's army of tens of thousands of people?!

But if Hao Zhao and others really took advantage of the situation to rush into the camp, even if the camp was still in the hands of Cao's army in the end, it would be a serious morale damage to the Cao army. Think about it, the camp of tens of thousands of people was rushed in by one or two hundred people. Not to mention how much damage it caused, Cao's army's face would be completely lost!

Thinking of this, Wu Qiujian felt that his crotch was a little wet. I don’t know if it was the blood stained, the gastric juice he vomited, or some other liquid.

He was completely shocked by the murderous aura displayed by Hao Zhao and others, and was also shocked by the grenades. He didn't even have time to think about whether Hao Zhao and others would really grab the camp. It was impossible to bring so many grenades here. After all, with two hundred people attacking the camp of tens of thousands, even if he really rushed in, it was probably a suicide attack.

However, the posture Hao Zhao showed was indeed very scary.
To be continued...