"Look, there are no hidden sentries at the foot of the mountain. If someone touches you from behind and digs out your buttocks, you won't even know it."
"When you fight, remember, don't crowd up. There is such a big place. Do you think you will die slowly if you are crowded into a pile?"
"Also, no matter how you fight, the flag-bearers must mind their own business. They can't even find the flag, so they just pull their necks and shout. Who can hear what you are shouting?"
…
Hundreds of big men did not take the right path, but shuttled and climbed in the mountains, with extremely flexible hands and feet.
Many of them were bandits and were very familiar with this environment.
They ambush one after another into the mountains and forests around the mountain stronghold. The two waves of people who were fighting fiercely only focused on the enemies in front of them and did not notice them.
At this time, Liu Chan was calmly pointing out the situation of the battle, using them as negative teaching materials for Li Er and others.
The armor ratio of this group of Wu troops was only a pitiful 20 to 30 percent. Those in front were wearing leather armor, while the archers at the rear were almost all wearing only coarse cloth uniforms. Their defense was really worrying.
Moreover, the level of training of these soldiers varies greatly.
Among the people wearing leather armor, there were some who had seen through it. They did not panic when facing Yaishi, and just held up the patent leather wooden shield to protect their head, neck and chest. They were obviously experienced.
At this time, they tried their best to protect the center of the formation...if this could still be called a formation.
Several men in the center hugged a wooden stake and hit it against the village gate.
There were soldiers stacked on both sides, climbing the wooden walls. From time to time, they would be stabbed with spears and bamboo guns protruding from above, causing bloodshed and falling down screaming.
But except for these soldiers who were barely decent, the others were too inconspicuous in Liu Chan's opinion.
At that level, it was barely enough to avoid piercing the comrades in front with spears...
The accuracy of the bows and arrows was half average on both sides, and they were novices pecking each other, which was nothing to see.
Basically, it is my duty to shoot out, and it is your freedom to fly wherever you want.
The scout's phrase "not like an elite" is an understatement...
Moreover, the defending side seems to have very few bows and arrows, so there is no fire coverage at all.
Black smoke rose from another place in the village, which seemed to be a fire.
Just as he was looking bored, Liu Chan suddenly had an idea and asked: "I give you this stronghold, how do you guard it?"
Li Er blinked his eyes: "Fire a few volleys, and then the brothers will open the door and fight out. After the killing, be sure to dig holes and bury the bodies..."
Liu Chan bumped him with his elbow: "Why did you just bury the body? What if your military strength is similar to theirs?"
This time Li Er was stunned: "Then let's just stick to the village gate..."
Liu Chan shook his head: "No, I'll teach you. You should fire a few volleys, then open the door and fight out..."
Li Er: "..."
Liu Chan smiled at first, and then said seriously: "I'm not kidding you. If you only know how to defend the city gates and walls in the city defense battle, you will not be far from destroying the city.
"If you still have enough troops, you must send people out of the city to rush and kill. At worst, you have to kill the enemy's soldiers who hit the door. If you can destroy the siege equipment, even better, you have to mobilize the enemy.
"Otherwise, you will always be led by the nose, and the gourd is pressed down and the gourd is lifted up. The most important words in fighting are eight words-you hit yours, and I'll hit mine."
Facing Li Er who was deep in thought, Liu Chan said nothing more. This eight-character mantra was probably enough for him to understand for a lifetime.
These Wu troops fought poorly, but it seemed that the defensive force in the stronghold was weaker. After a while, the gate of the stronghold seemed to be breached, and Wu soldiers began to climb in from both wings.
At this time, Hu Li leaned in front of Liu Chan and said, "Young General, that's not right."
"how?"
"Although this village is not as big as mine, it is still similar. Why are the people inside so reluctant to beat me?"
Perhaps remembering that he had been defeated faster in the past, Hu Li quickly said: "I met you, Major General! If it were them, huh, the outcome is still unknown."
Liu Chan automatically ignored his flattery, but Wu Jun's victory was indeed a bit strange. For such a large village, the arrows and stones were scattered here and there, and it was ridiculously weak.
While they were talking, there was a click, and the gate of the village fell to the ground. Wu Jun took advantage of the situation and attacked the village, killing several men who were holding up the gate.
Then there were screams and cries that were different from the killing calls just now... and Wu Jun's scolding and cursing.
Liu Chan immediately understood why those people were in a mess just now and had to push forward despite the risk.
This sound was not unfamiliar to him. As a child, he would often hear or even see it on the road when Lao Liu was on the run.
In order to boost morale, generals indulged their soldiers, and even took the lead in doing things themselves. It was all too common in this era.
The Wei army was like this, and the armies of other princes were not much better.
It wasn't until Lao Liu captured Jingzhou that he saw less of them.
"Nine teams and ten teams, when our army takes action, you must not let go of any Wu army after you have detoured back to the stronghold. Remember, I am talking about Wu army."
"Yes!" The two captains returned to their teams after receiving the order.
"The rest of the people, follow me to attack from the main gate and kill the Wu army!" After saying this, Liu Chan stood up and charged out first with his spear in hand.
Lao Luo held the military flag high and followed closely behind.
Suddenly, five-color flags stood up in the forest!
“Tum! Tum! Tum…”
The personal guards set up the drum again, and the drum beat rapidly!
What sounded to our army's ears was that their blood was tingling, but Wu's heart was immediately panicked.
"kill--!"
The drums of charge are beating, and there are mountains of swords and seas of fire. The only option is to move forward.
The shouts of killing merged into a terrifying torrent and swept away, leaving Wu Jun's face pale in shock.
"What's going on? Where did the men and horses come from?" A man wearing full-body leather armor who seemed to be a general shouted in panic.
It's a pity that no one bothered to answer him.
When Wu Jun first entered the stronghold, they all rushed to start looting.
Some people were busy rushing into various houses to search for money and utensils, while others were busy catching young women and tearing their clothes.
At this time, hearing the sudden cry of killing, some were stunned, or some ran away in fear.
Coins and lacquerware were scattered all over the floor, and the big gun that had just been set up completely shrank into small earthworms.
Not all Wu Jun were such unworthy people.
"Make a formation to meet the enemy! Form a formation to meet the enemy!" A soldier of the Wu Army rushed in front before entering the stronghold. He raised his sword and chopped off the head of one of his own soldiers.
Got first blood in this battle.
This bad behavior of preferring to "deny" rather than give first blood made Liu Chan's subordinates, who wanted to make meritorious deeds in their first official battle, feel angry and evil.
But they couldn't beat Liu Chan.
After improving his physique by one level, he felt that his whole body was full of endless strength and just wanted to vent it out.
Liu Chan, who was dressed in mysterious armor, held a spear in his hand, knocked away the two pawns who were in chaos, and rushed towards the veteran who was trying to stabilize the battle.
Although the veteran was frightened, he saw that although Liu Chan had a terrifying momentum, he was only charging alone and was somewhat out of touch with the rear team.
He immediately put up his patent leather shield and lowered himself defensively: "Lean to me..."
Liu Chan rushed in front of this person in an instant, thrust out the spear in his hand, and when it stabbed in front of the shield with the roar of the wind, he violently lifted and pressed it with his hand.
The tip of the spear sank slightly at first, then rose like a dragon, and then swooped down like an eagle.
Snapped!
The veteran felt an overwhelming force that he couldn't resist, causing him to lose all feeling in his left hand. His shield had been knocked to the ground by a slap shot.
Pulengleng's spear was sent forward!
puff!
The sharp spear point accurately penetrated his throat, and blood gurgled down.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and he was dead by the spear before he even uttered the last word "huan".
Liu Chan flicked the spear, and the blood was still warm, and he threw a dazzling scarlet streak on the ground.
"Disband the formation! Clear out the remaining enemies!"
