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Chapter 413 A Two-Sided Attack



Chapter 413 A Two-Sided Attack

Just then, a strategist in the Yellow Turban army suddenly had a flash of inspiration and made a bold suggestion to the general: "General, why don't we take advantage of the terrain to deal with these heavily armed infantry?"

He pointed to a small hill next to the battlefield and said, "We can send an elite force around the hill and launch a surprise attack on the Halberdier Legion from the flank."

Upon hearing this, several of the Taiping Rebellion's generals' eyes flashed with a glint of shrewdness. After a moment of contemplation, they resolutely ordered, "Very well! We will proceed according to your plan!"

With the order issued, the Yellow Turban Army began to adjust its tactical deployment in a flurry of activity.

"Order! 'Iron Wall Guards', advance to meet the enemy!"

At the general's command, a heavy infantry corps from the Taiping Sect slowly stepped out.

These are the elite heavy infantrymen brought by the Taiping Cult this time – the "Iron Wall Guards".

The Iron Wall Guards, true to their name, are as impenetrable as an iron wall. They wear specially made, heavy armor, crafted from multiple layers of refined iron, which not only provides extremely strong protection but also effectively withstands heavy blows from the enemy.

Wielding a long spear and a giant shield, they are both offensive and defensive, making them mobile fortresses on the battlefield.

The opposing halberdier legion also felt the oppressive aura emanating from the Iron Wall Guards.

They gripped their halberds tightly, bracing themselves for the impending clash.

The two armies slowly approached, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the Iron Wall Guard's formation, followed by the resounding sound of perfectly synchronized footsteps, as powerful as thunder, awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring.

Like an unstoppable torrent of iron, it surged toward the halberdier legion.

The halberdiers quickly formed an iron shield line to withstand the Iron Wall Guards' charge.

However, the Ironwall Guards were extremely powerful, and their spears and giant shields formed an impenetrable offensive and defensive system.

In the fierce clash, halberds and spears intertwined, and iron shields and giant shields collided, producing deafening sounds.

Each collision seemed to tear apart the opponent's defenses.

The battlefield was filled with the smoke of gunpowder. The roars of the soldiers, the clash of weapons, and the neighing of warhorses mingled together, creating a magnificent symphony of war.

The clash between the Ironwall Guards and the Halberdiers lasted a long time, with both sides making tremendous efforts.

With their sturdy defenses and powerful impact, the Iron Wall Guards repelled the attacks of the Halberdiers time and again.

The Halberdiers were not to be outdone; they constantly adjusted their tactics, trying to find an opportunity to break through the Ironwall Guard's defenses.

However, at this critical moment, an elite Yellow Turban army quietly bypassed the hill and launched a sudden and fierce attack from the flank of the Halberdier Legion.

This unexpected turn of events caught the halberdier legion off guard, and their iron shield defenses crumbled and fell into disarray in an instant.

"Quick! Take this opportunity to break through their defenses!"

The Yellow Turban general shouted loudly, leading his troops in an even fiercer offensive.

Meanwhile, the elite Taiping Cult troops, known as the "Xuan Piaoqi," which had been deployed to the other side, also launched an attack on the halberdiers from the other side.

This elite cavalry unit was the pinnacle of the Taiping Cult. They wore black armor engraved with intricate runes, which made them appear both mysterious and imposing.

The long-handled lance, with its tip forged from fine steel, gleamed with a cold light, and a short sword was also attached to its waist for close combat.

The addition of the Xuan Biaoqi made the battlefield situation even more complex.

They formed a pincer movement from the flanks and the front, posing a significant threat to the Halberdier Legion.

The black-clad knights roared past, their long spears flashing with a chilling light, sending shivers down one's spine.

The warhorse beneath him galloped and leaped, its iron hooves shattering the earth and raising clouds of dust.

Seeing that the enemy's defenses were in disarray, the morale of the Iron Wall Guards soared.

Wielding spears and giant shields, they advanced like an iron torrent.

Every thrust of the spear was precise and powerful, and every impact of the giant shield terrified the enemy.

His steps were firm and powerful, as if he wanted to trample the entire battlefield under his feet.

The Xuanbiao Cavalry, on the other hand, utilized their mobility to move flexibly across the battlefield.

Sometimes they charged into battle, sometimes they outflanked and outmaneuvered, causing great trouble for the halberdier legion.

The steel spear and steel shield in his hands gleamed in the sunlight. Every swing of the spear was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and every shield strike made the enemy uneasy.

The battlefield had become a sea of ​​chaos and slaughter.

Both sides fought with all their might, their figures appearing and disappearing in the smoke of battle, each fight filled with determination and courage.

The combined offensive of the Iron Wall Guards and the Black Cavalry swept across the battlefield like a storm, plunging the Halberdier Legion into an unprecedented predicament.

"Hold on! Don't back down!"

The captains at the front of the halberdier legion shouted hoarsely to maintain the stability of the front line.

However, under the fierce offensive of the Iron Wall Guards and the Black Cavalry, their defensive line was already beginning to be in jeopardy.

Many halberd warriors fell in the battle, only to be trampled underfoot by their comrades behind them.

Many halberd warriors fell in the battle, only to be trampled underfoot by their comrades behind them.

The Iron Wall Guards and the Black Cavalry did not stop their advance despite the enemy's fierce resistance.

With their formidable fighting prowess and seamless teamwork, they gradually encircled the halberdier legion.

Each charge seemed poised to utterly destroy the opponent's defenses, and each sword swing carried a deadly intent.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Zhang He, the commander who was currently in the formation of halberdiers, had a firm and calm look in his eyes.

Seeing the enemy closing in from both sides, Zhang He remained fearless. He took a deep breath and ordered in a deep voice, "Change formation! Form a circular formation to defend against the enemy, with halberds pointing outwards and shields holding firm!"

Although his voice was not loud, it carried an undeniable air of authority.

At Zhang He's command, the halberd warriors sprang into action. Though exhausted, they were well-trained and quickly changed formation.

The halberdiers formed a tight circular formation around Zhang He, with halberds like a forest and shields like a wall, creating an impregnable defensive line.

Seeing the enemy change formation, the Iron Wall Guards and the Black Cavalry slowed their offensive slightly, but did not stop.

They knew that this was the crucial moment for victory, and they could not give the enemy a chance to catch their breath.

Then, an even fiercer offensive surged towards the halberdier legion's circular formation like a tidal wave.

Spears clashed against spears, shields collided against shields, and the atmosphere on the battlefield grew increasingly tense.

The Iron Wall Guards' giant shields, like moving city walls, approached the halberdiers' circular formation step by step; while the Black Cavalry used their mobility to nimbly traverse the battlefield, searching for a breakthrough.

However, Zhang He's halberdiers did not panic. Relying on the strength of their circular formation, they repelled the attacks of the two armies time and time again.

Zhang He was in the middle of the formation, constantly observing the dynamics of the battlefield. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and no flaw could escape his notice.

"Iron Shield, advance! Draw your spear!"

Zhang He kept shouting, inspiring his soldiers like a war drum.


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