Song Qingji said that in the end he did not dare to look at the soldiers again, and he felt guilty.
Li Mo's defection was completely unexpected, which undoubtedly made their already precarious army worse.
Song Qingji looked towards the distance, feeling a little sad in his heart.
After Song Qingji calmed down the soldiers, the commotion slowly calmed down.
When Cao Yan returned to the army and saw the worried soldiers, he also began to feel a little desperate.
Half an hour later, the enemy blew the attack horn, and the warships began to quietly dock while they were negotiating.
After half an hour, they came ashore one after another. When Cao Yan and others saw the enemy coming ashore, they could only watch from a distance and were unable to do anything.
Then the horn sounded and the enemy attacked from two sides.
There is a huge slope between the shore of the Biluo River and the location of Cao Yan's army, and there is a forest at the front of the slope, which is not suitable for fighting at all.
Therefore, the first thing the enemy dispatches is the troops on land, because the height difference between the enemy and their positions on land is not very big.
Although the terrain is not very flat, it is still very simple to charge.
The enemy's formation advanced quickly and neatly, and Cao Yan divided his 30,000 troops into two groups.
Cao Yan and Zhu Fushu led 10,000 people to guard the slope and attack the enemy with prepared stones.
The other 20,000 people were led by Song Qingji and the two generals Hainan and Fu Honghou to defend the 40,000 people on the front. Their defenses were very crude.
There are only some trenches, which is not the worst. What is even more desperate is that their long-range attacks can only rely on stones, while the enemy has heavy crossbows and a large number of bows and arrows.
Song Qingji watched the enemy's formation advance in an orderly manner.
At this moment, his expression was solemn and his eyes were deep. He signaled the soldiers not to act rashly and said:
"We are at a high place, and it will not be easy for them to come up. When they come into our range, they will hit me hard with rocks. Hit me hard. If they hit me, I will die!"
The soldiers laughed. They didn't expect that General Song Qingji, who was usually strict and strict, could actually joke.
Would the enemy not think of things that Song Qingji could think of?
The enemy naturally knows that Song Qingji and the others are located in a relatively high geographical location, and if they rush forward, they will definitely be hit by a hail of stones.
So they calculated their position, and the formation stopped five hundred steps away from us.
Then 40,000 people roared in unison, and a battle-hardened aura instantly filled the air.
The torrential waves of the battlefield were swept away, and countless heroes lost their lives.
If you ask about the hero's crypt, there is neither a body nor a head.
One general achieves great success and all his bones are withered. Life on the battlefield is like an ant. In addition to being magnificent, it is also tragic.
The soldiers in the trenches stood ready one by one. They were startled by the enemy's roar.
More than 90% of them are newcomers and have never experienced the battlefield.
I have never experienced fighting, and I don’t know how much courage this kind of indomitable momentum requires.
But they have no choice at the moment. Although they have just experienced the general's defection, their situation now is either life or death.
Therefore, the soldiers were in no mood to care about other people and things, and they could only choose to fight to the end.
Song Qingji saw the enemy's formation stopped, and then estimated the enemy's distance, and his expression suddenly changed.
"No! The enemy is going to attack us with giant arrows and crossbows. Everyone, please take cover!"
Song Qingji indeed guessed the enemy's attack method, but he did not guess why the enemy advanced in square formations.
I saw a piece of cloth suddenly lifted from the middle of each enemy formation.
Song Qingji was shocked when he saw this scene.
"What! There is no one in the middle of the formation! There are actually people painted on the cloth, pretending to be human with cloth!"
When the cloth was opened, there was a trebuchet inside!
Song Qingji, Hainan and Fu Honghou were stunned when they saw the trebuchet. How is this possible!
This is not a siege. Why would the enemy use large siege equipment?
Song Qingji's face was full of despair, Hainan and Fu Honghou also lowered their heads, how could they fight this battle!
Isn't this just barbarians fighting a heavily armed army? How could they withstand the damage of the trebuchet if they were not made of steel?
The soldiers looked at the enemy's trebuchet and many of them didn't realize what it was.
Suddenly some soldiers shouted.
"The enemy has a trebuchet! It's over! Now we are completely over!"
His voice was heartbreaking, and the sharp roar spread throughout the battlefield, and everyone fell silent.
They seemed to hear the roar of wild beasts, and they were all too frightened to move.
A moment later, the enemy's trebuchet was raised high, and huge rocks drew perfect parabolas in the air.
Huge rocks flew over Song Qingji's head, and Song Qingji shouted, "Get down!"
Boom, boom, boom! Bang bang bang!
Huge rocks fell from the sky, and huge explosions were heard. Whether it was the soldiers on the ground or in the trenches, they all let out shocking screams.
Many people were smashed to pieces in an instant, and the sound of bones exploding could be heard everywhere on the battlefield.
The entire trench was filled with dust. In just a few breaths, Song Qingji and the others were filled with smoke and dust, making it impossible to see anyone.
Cao Yan was frightened by the overwhelming momentum behind him. He turned his head to look at where Song Qingji and the others were behind him. He was petrified by the destructive scene in front of him.
Cao Yan didn't say anything for a long time.
"ah!"
At this moment, the soldiers around Cao Yan also saw this scene. They all screamed in fear, and the screams reached Cao Yan's ears.
Cao Yan turned around blankly and found that all the soldiers began to run away frantically.
Cao Yan woke up instantly and shouted:
"Don't mess up! Don't mess up! If this continues, we will all die. Stop!"
Everyone is equal before life and death. Cao Yan forgot that they were just newcomers.
At this moment, they were completely in disarray. They didn't care what Cao Yan was saying. They only cared about surviving and running away like crazy.
After the first wave of stone-throwing ended, the second wave quickly followed. The second wave was exactly the same as before, except that there were nearly half fewer people on the battlefield.
Screams were heard, and countless people died under the rocks.
At this moment, no one chose to run away under the attack of the violent wind and rain, because they knew that running away might be more likely to be hit by stones, and staying in place might still be lucky to survive.
The soldiers on Cao Yan's side became even more frightened when they saw the second wave of rock attacks.
They were scrambling to escape. They were completely occupied by the fear in their hearts. It was so terrible! Is this the battlefield? No! Why am I here?
Death was right in front of them, and they couldn't help but fight.
After the stone-throwing ended, the enemies on both sides began to advance, and their formations began to gather.
Then they began to advance forward. When they reached three hundred steps, they stopped again and stood in a row in front. Everyone held a bow and arrow in their hands and pointed it at the sky, and the arrows rained down on them.
A large number of people fell into the rain of arrows, and the rain of arrows lasted for half a quarter of an hour before stopping.
At this moment, the hills are filled with countless bows and arrows, so densely packed that the number is unknown.
Song Qingji and all their previous defense and combat plans disappeared under the enemy's intensive firepower.
This is not the difference in numbers between the two sides, but the absolute suppression of the equipment on both sides.
This is an unwinnable war, and it is even more of a one-sided massacre.
