"What the hell? What are they doing?" Jin Heng looked at the Imperial Guards outside the city wall, suddenly feeling puzzled.
Only to see those soldiers sitting on the ground with their heads bowed, and more surprisingly, Feng Qiu Nian and Yang Kai Shan sat on the ground, starting to arm-wrestle, surrounded by cheers...
Jin Heng's anger suddenly arose, these people don't put themselves in their eyes at all. They think that the Jin family army is feared by everyone from the river source to the border, and many officials see them retreat three times. Now it's good, a group of refugees are sitting under their noses, frolicking without stopping. Is this how you attack a city? Jin Heng felt insulted, his whole body trembling with rage!
"Wang Lin! Send a team to scout out the situation! I want to see what this Imperial Guard is capable of!" Jin Heng ordered, calling over the only available leader of the bandits who was by his side.
"Alright!" Wang Lin responded and led over a hundred sharp soldiers and three hundred bandit soldiers out of the city, rushing towards Jingwei Camp.
"Here!" Liu Ce really didn't think that the bandits in the city would dare to come out and fight, so he immediately ordered his troops to stand up and form a battle array.
"Charge!" The more than 800 elite soldiers of the Imperial Guard shouted in unison, instantly forming a phalanx formation, with hundreds of icy long spears aimed at the bandits charging from the front!
"Charge!" Wang Lin brandished his long knife and roared as he charged towards the Jingwei Camp, surrounded by a chorus of killing cries that shook the eardrums.
"Throw the spear!" Liu Ce saw that the bandits were over a hundred steps away from their main formation, so he ordered the auxiliary soldiers ten steps behind him to rush to the front of the formation, take out the spears they had on their backs, and coldly aim at the bandits rushing forward.
"Eighty paces!" Xu Hui shouted out the calculation of the distance to the bandits, gripping a spear that was over one person tall, assuming a throwing stance. The surrounding auxiliary soldiers also assumed the same stance, their foreheads dripping with sweat.
"Seventy steps!"
"Sixty paces!"
" Fifty steps!"
"Forty paces, fire!"
Xu Hui gave a loud order, and the first row of more than 80 people took off in a short sprint, advancing ten steps before hurling their spears fiercely at the crowd in front of them.
Thick and long spears were like black poisonous snakes, piercing into the dense thieves.
"Hiss...hiss...hiss..." More than a dozen bandits were hit by the incoming javelins, with some being pierced in the chest, legs, hands and other parts of their bodies. One bandit even had his head directly shot through, splashing out a pile of red and white filth, the manner of death extremely terrifying.
"Throw!" Since the first wave was still some distance away, the javelin effect did not meet expectations. Xu Hui decisively ordered the second wave of more than 80 throwing spears to be thrown out. This wave came down and about 30 or so people were knocked down by the throwing spears...
A sharp soldier saw the spear flying towards his head, instinctively raised the large shield in his hand to try and block the impact of the short spear, but the next moment, the thrown spear accurately penetrated his shield, pierced his right wrist and deeply stabbed into his skull...
Another sprinting soldier dodged to the side, a spear flew past his face and struck a hapless bandit behind him. But before he could even celebrate, another spear shot through his throat, its massive force tearing his entire neck apart, leaving his head hanging from his back by a flap of skin...
"Throw!" The front row had just finished throwing their javelins, and the auxiliary soldiers behind them withdrew in a tense but orderly manner from the gaps in the long spear formation to the rear. The last row of auxiliary soldiers fiercely threw out the javelins in their hands, without waiting to see the effect, and followed the first two rows of auxiliary soldiers to withdraw to the rear array...
The effect of this wave was far greater than the previous two throws, and the front row of thieves who were charging at a distance of more than ten steps were all knocked to the ground by the flying spears, instantly falling like a field of wheat blown down by a hurricane.
"Get out of the way, get out of my way!" A sharp soldier saw a short spear flying towards him, fear made him lose his blood and judgment, turned around and squeezed open the flow of thieves behind him to run towards the rear gate of the city, but how fast can he outrun the flying spears? As he pushed away two people, the spear pierced his back fiercely...
Another seasoned warrior dropped his weapon and grabbed a bandit from each side, holding them in front of him to avoid the grim reaper. Unfortunately, the long spear miraculously passed through the gap between the two bandits' arms, piercing the leather armor, with the tip protruding from the back, sending the whole person flying out, colliding with the bandits running forward, and the two were skewered alive...
"Charge!" The soldiers of Jingwei Camp saw that the auxiliary troops had already withdrawn to the rear, and they shouted in unison, quickly forming a tight formation. Hundreds of long spears were aimed at the still charging bandits...
"Ah!" The bandits in front of the array had already lost their lives to the throwing spears, and relying on their instincts, they continued to charge forward. Seeing the long spears in front of them emitting a cold and chilling aura, someone immediately let out a loud shout and turned around to run away. In an instant, several hundred bandits' morale collapsed, and they frantically ran towards the back gate!
"What a great opportunity!" Liu Ce's eyes lit up, wanting to take advantage of the bandits' retreat to charge at the city gate and capture it in one fell swoop. However, he immediately abandoned this plan as dozens of bandit sharpshooters were still recklessly charging towards him!
"We are the elite of the Golden Army! For General Wang's benevolence, let's charge!" Knowing they would surely die, Wang Lin still led dozens of sharp soldiers in a fierce charge towards the silver wall of long spears.
"Bravo!" Liu Ce sneered and a swift arrow shot out from behind him, piercing Wang Lin's head...
The commander-in-chief has already died, and the remaining bandit sharp soldiers are still roaring into the dense long spear array, all of which have become corpses falling in front of the array...
"Xu Hui, clear out all the bandits on the field, don't leave a single one alive!" Seeing some of the bandits who had been shot by arrows in front still writhing on the ground, Liu Ce waved his hand to signal Xu Hui to "sweep" the battlefield. As he did so, he didn't forget to remind him, "Regardless of whether they're dead or alive, stab them first to avoid another tragedy like last night."
"Yes!" Xu Hui led the order with over a hundred auxiliary soldiers, holding short knives and short guns, walking towards those injured and wailing bandits, stabbing them to death one by one...
Jin Heng on the city wall saw all this, shocked and speechless, he himself didn't understand how such a powerful army appeared at the river source border? In a short time, his 400 men were killed and scattered in defeat? Even the Thunderbolt Army doesn't have such combat power!
"What shall we do now, General?" a bandit behind him asked Jin Heng, trembling all over. He had just seen his companions thrown to death by the spears, and the bravery of the elite warriors in the army had not changed the situation on the battlefield at all. The bandits who were fleeing in all directions under the city were shouting desperately, stunning everyone's soul like a hell on earth.
"Let them in, archers cover!" Jin Heng ordered, at this time he had to keep himself awake, not letting those defeated soldiers in would absolutely cast a psychological shadow on the defending soldiers and affect their morale.
The city gate opened a small gap, and the defeated soldiers swarmed in, led by the defending bandits to the back of the city wall. Those fleeing bandits looked dull, spoke incoherently, and their eyes revealed deep fear.
"I've never seen such a terrible sight in my life! Ah, the short gun is coming! Run for your lives!" A bandit kneeling at Jin Heng's feet, whose spirit was on the verge of collapse, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. The surrounding bandits hastily pulled him back and finally calmed him down with great difficulty.
Jin Heng's face sank, looking at the mad bandit in front of him, and muttered a sentence "Finished!", The bandit's spirit had long been frightened away, his eyes were empty and dull, saliva flowed from his mouth to the ground unknowingly, and a foul smell came from his crotch, apparently caused by loss of bladder and bowel control.
"When was the Jin family army ever humiliated like this since its establishment? Now, it's been defeated by a mere thousand or so cavalrymen! Is heaven determined to destroy the Jin family army?" Jin Heng was furious, and with one punch, he heavily smashed the wall, sending up a burst of shattered stones.
"General, let's guard here. As long as we don't go out, they can't do anything to us? I see that the Imperial Guard doesn't have any siege engines either. As long as the city gate is closed and we take advantage of our high position, if they dare to attack the city, we can counterattack with logs and rolling stones. And our eight-cornered crossbows are not just for show." At this time, a fat man with a shiny eye and a proud expression emerged from behind Jin Heng's back. His name was Cao En, a local teacher in Meihe Town. Because the aristocratic families controlled the imperial court and blocked his own career advancement, he had always been resentful of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. Before Jin Heng took office as the magistrate of Meihe Town, Cao En had brought his family to welcome him from ten miles away and voluntarily surrendered to the enemy. Due to his knowledge and ruthless personality, which suited Jin Heng's taste, he was brought along with Qian Bing as a military advisor.
Jin Heng nodded upon hearing the words, his current men had already been scared out of their wits by the elite guards outside the door, sending more troops would only result in even greater losses. For now, you can look at the 40 chapters of "Foreign Realm Fire Record" that I have here, but to read the complete version please search on Baidu: () and then search again for "Foreign Realm Fire Record".
