Chapter 1333 - 326: Stars_3

Chapter 1333: Chapter 326: Stars_3

"Moreover, when it comes to fire resistance, our armor may not necessarily be better at fire resistance than theirs. Iron armor itself is more heat conductive, if the fire catches on the iron armor, add some cumin, and it can be barbecued directly."

"Oh, I see, I was oversimplifying things."

The Sword Saint nodded slightly, thinking that there were so many intricacies involved. At that moment, he asked again, "I observe that the Chu people’s formation is still very stable, and the upcoming charge won’t be easy to break through."

"Since ancient times, the bold fears the reckless, the reckless fears those who are not afraid to die. No matter how good a formation is, it fears those who are not afraid to die."

Lord Zheng’s gaze fell on the wild people’s formation ahead.

He raised his hand and waved it forward.

The rider holding the banner behind him handed the flagpole to a fellow soldier, while he himself lifted up another flagpole and rode forward. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Lord bestows the banner!"

Gou Moli looked up at the banner that had just been delivered. It was the Snow Wolf skin king’s banner that Sang Hu made when he first led his tribe to submit, but later this flag was collected by the Earl’s Mansion. Now, it returns to its original owner.

"Thank the Lord for me."

Gou Moli reached out to take the king’s banner and raised it high.

Behind him, a group of wild riders raised their spears and shouted loudly.

Once, under this king’s banner, the wild king roamed the snowfields, recruiting tribes, broke through passes to invade the Three Jin territory, and once by the Wang River, he drove tens of thousands of Yan people into the river, turning them into water spirits.

Now,

the king’s banner was back in the hands of Gou Moli, waving freely.

The Sword Saint let out a long breath and said, "When it comes to sending people to their deaths, you are no worse than him."

"Do you feel sorry?"

"Not at all."

"As long as you don’t feel sorry."

"Is this how you always treat the wild people?"

"Always sending them to their deaths?"

"Yes."

Lord Zheng nodded.

"Is it always like this?" the Sword Saint asked.

"Not necessarily."

"Until when?"

"Until you feel sorry."

The Sword Saint was silent for a moment and said, "So, what I said earlier was right."

"What did you say?"

"When it comes to sending people to their deaths, you are no worse than him."

...

With Liang Cheng’s command,

the real assault on the village,

began!

The ones leading the charge were not the wild riders, but the more than two thousand Snow Sea soldiers led by Keyan Dongge.

These two thousand riders, after charging a certain distance, drew their bows and shot arrows in a volley. Immediately, most dismounted, holding shields in one hand and knives in the other, moving forward, withstanding the arrows shot from Yangshan Village, beginning to clear the obstacles around the perimeter.

Fortunately, because the army came suddenly and had always been harassing, there wasn’t enough time to set up too many defenses around the main gate of Yangshan Village. So, after sustaining certain casualties to clear the way and using ropes and horse power to pull down the outer fences, with a loud shout, the wild king waved the wolf skin king’s banner and led his three thousand wild riders to commence the real charge!

This charge had no retreat, only forward, forward, and forward again!

The real main event, had arrived.

Lord Zheng, grabbing the mane of the Pixiu beneath him, said:

"Last night’s harassment, digging, today’s filling and advancement, including earlier when Keyan Dongge brought people to dismount and clear the obstacles, all of this and the casualties incurred were all preludes;

the purpose was for this opportunity for Gou Moli."

The Sword Saint nodded and said, "Very vivid and illustrative."

"Afraid you wouldn’t understand."

"Thank you."

Lord Zheng chuckled twice and said, "Breaking the formation is actually like breaking a bowl, it’s all about this one moment.

If Gou Moli’s three thousand wild riders can break through the Chu army’s formation inside, this battle is basically won."

"What if they can’t break through?"

"If they can’t break through, then we’ll have to slowly grind them down. My army’s spears were all given to Gou Moli’s three thousand riders, so the rest of the troops don’t have spears. Even if they want to charge the formation again, it’s very difficult to truly break through.

Moreover, formations are most afraid of letting the opponent gain momentum and get into the groove. You have to deliver a heavy blow from the start to knock them down!

This is the opportunity I’ve given to Gou Moli. It’s up to him to seize it."

...

"Prepare——————!"

"Boom boom boom boom!!!!!!"

The war drums of Yangshan Village continuously sounded, signifying that orders were being repeatedly issued.

The frontline spearmen raised their spears once more, and then, the central troops began retreating to the flanks, as six giant crossbows were pushed forward.

Chi Mingyi discovered earlier that he made another mistake, which was that when the Yan people reassembled their troops, he ordered all soldiers, except those dealing with the Yan skirmishers on both flanks, to abandon the perimeter and adhere to the formation.

However,

after the Yan people regrouped, they actually came in to dismount and clear.

Not only were the outer obstacles cleared, but even the fences on both sides of the main gate were pulled down significantly.

And although his formation continuously shot arrows, killing and injuring many Yan armored soldiers, it did not stop the Yan people from achieving their goal.

Although there were still walls on the east, south, and west sides of the village, the main gate was neatly cleared by the Yan people, so when the Yan cavalry truly charges, holding the fort seems no different than facing a Yan charge in the open field.

Chi Mingyi felt a bit panicked, because he realized he had made quite a few mistakes from yesterday till now.

The Yan people continuously conducted their operations methodically, while he, on the other hand, was "methodically" regretting.