Chapter Fifty-Four: Three Thousand Heavy Armors

  Gongsun Zan saw that another three thousand troops of the Liang army emerged from their formation, wearing heavy armor and wielding large swords. Their morale was high as they charged towards Yu's cavalry with loud shouts.

  "Fall back!" Cheng Shen had just defeated the vanguard of the Liao army, and if he was given another minute, he could have doubled his gains! Seeing the heavily armored Liao soldiers, and receiving Gong Sun Ce's order, he had no choice but to retreat.

  Fortunately, the Lü Bu's infantry had been defeated, and Yu Jin's cavalry was not entangled by Lü Bu's soldiers, otherwise Yu Jin's losses would have been greater. Yu Jin's cavalry was only lightly armored, with spears in hand, not long guns. The lightly armed cavalry charging at heavy infantry still had some deterrent effect, but the spear-wielding cavalry was no match for them.

  Facing the three thousand heavy infantry with the banner of Zhongjian General, Gongsun Zan was in a dilemma. This group of heavy infantry could only be effectively killed by crossbowmen, and the Trapping Heaven Soldiers could be said to be super heavy infantry, but there were too few of them, only two hundred people.

  As for light cavalry like Yu Qi, they have no problem dealing with lightly armored infantry, but when it comes to heavily armored infantry, they are useless.

  Gongsun Zan's best option now is to retreat to Huating and ask for help from the Weidi general Weng Zhong, who is stationed in Pingliang City. However, there are only about 10,000 Qin troops in Pingliang City, which can only defend itself, and even if all of them were brought over, it might still be of no use.

  That's 3,000 heavy infantrymen, which can be said to be invincible at this time. Strong anti-strike ability and strong assault ability. It is a weakened version of the phalanx formation, although the quality is not as good as the phalanx formation, but the Liang army can make up for it with quantity.

  "Gao Shun, prepare for battle! This heavy infantry must be defeated!" Even if Gong Sun Zan retreats, he will still have to defeat this heavy infantry!

  Gongsun Zan commanded the Tiger Tally to order the elite cavalry to charge, after Shen Pei's 1,000 cavalry retreated from the battlefield. They then fiercely attacked Ma Chao's Iron Wing Army's flank. Ma Chao was now completely focused on the front row of shield-bearing soldiers, and by the time Huang Long reminded him, it was already too late for him to react. His Iron Wing Army was directly charged in the back by the elite cavalry, causing them to scatter all over the place and become a defeated army.

  "What a sinister guy! We're retreating!" Ma Cheng retreated once again, this time admitting defeat with humility.

  Song Cheng wore a golden cuirass, drew his sword and pointed at Gongsun Zan from afar, shouting loudly: "Kill! Behead the enemy general, and you will be promoted three ranks!"

  Under his command, three thousand heavy armors are not military souls, but heavenly soldiers. These heavenly soldiers' yearning for official positions can be said to be like starving and thirsting. The reason is that everyone knows. Because once you become an official, everything will be available!

  "Kill!" These heavily armored infantrymen, fearless of death, pounced on Gong Sun Ce like wolves and tigers from 200 meters away. At this time, the 300 crossbowmen of the White Tower had finished loading, Gong Sun Ce smiled coldly and waved his hand lightly. The halberdiers in front of him moved aside to make way for the crossbow bolts to shoot straight out.

  "My father wants to be an official! He wants to bring honor to our ancestors!" The heavily armored squad leader, who was charging at the front, had eyes that were completely red, and in his eyes, there was only Gong Sun Ce. To put it accurately, at this moment, in his eyes, there was only Gong Sun Ce's head!

  Suddenly, a black shadow shot over in front of him, his heart leapt to his throat, but he gritted his teeth and charged forward. Now it's too late to retreat, might as well bet on his own luck.

  He was very lucky. After hearing the sound of arrows breaking through the air beside his ears, he lost consciousness for a moment and found himself still running, discovering that he was still alive!

  He could only cover his head and run forward, but he didn't know the terrible scene behind him.

  The heavy infantry charging with him, the front row was either pierced by crossbow arrows and fell to the ground after running two steps, with blood gushing out of their wounds dyeing the soil beneath them red; or were knocked down by the crossbow bolts stuck in their bodies and collided with the armored soldiers behind.

  What's even more pitiful is that some were severely injured but not dead, suffering unbearable pain and wailing loudly, as if their hearts were being torn apart. There were also those who had been pinned to the ground by crossbow bolts, let out a scream of pain, pulled out the bolt with one hand and tried to get up.

  Three thousand heavy armors, charging forward, who can stop them? Those who see the vanguard fall to the ground and want to step over them, do not think that they will also be tripped up and trampled by the heavy armor of the rear army, and be trampled to death. Similarly, those who have fallen, whether dead or seriously injured, after the subsequent heavy armor charge, few can survive.

  "Kill!" These trampled soldiers of the Lu army, who had become the front row again, were also unwilling in their hearts. But they had no choice, they could only charge forward. Their hearts were filled with rage, and all they wanted to do was kill off the Qin army in front of them, to avenge their comrades and fight for their own merit.

  Another round of crossbow arrows swept through like a whirlwind, and the vanguard of the Liang army died again in batches. That Shi Zhang was still lucky and dodged this round of crossbow arrows. At this time, the heavy armor Liang army was less than 100 meters away from Gongsun Ce, and the power of the crossbow arrows was even stronger.

  The third wave of arrows, the vanguard of the Cool Army's heavy armor appeared in a vacuum, with many seriously injured on the ground. They knew that falling to the ground meant death, and some struggled to get up, but were knocked down by the heavy armor behind them, dying in the struggle.

  The five arrows were shot out, and the lucky one rushed to Gongsun Zan's face. Facing the overwhelming enemy army, his blood ran cold, his legs softened, and he knew he was doomed to die.

  He wanted to turn around, but his legs were stiff and out of control.

  Gongsun Zan's spear pierced and killed the lucky heavy armored soldier of Liang, his heart was undisturbed. He knew that he had just killed a living person, not a ghost or an evil spirit.

  His rationality told him that if he wanted to survive, he couldn't be soft-hearted!

  That lucky cool soldier in heavy armor, both hands covering his shattered chest, thudded to his knees, his throat seemingly blocked by something, and a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with internal organs burst out.

  He lay on the ground, convulsing, his eyes losing their luster, as if he heard his son laughing at him again, and his unfortunate wife who had died also laughing at him.

  As he died, he smiled.

  "Kill!" Gong Sun Zan charged alone towards the heavy armor of Liangzhou, with two hundred ambush soldiers wearing double-layered battle armor following closely behind him. At the same time, they shouted loudly: "Ambush!"

  Gongsun Zan thrust his spear through the face of a Western Liang army commander, and before he could withdraw it, one of the warhorses beneath him had its front hooves chopped off. The horse let out a long whinny and crashed to the ground, knocking over two or three heavily armored Western Liang soldiers who were charging forward.

  The surrounding cool army saw Gong Sun Ce fall off his horse and surrounded him with knives to chop. Song Cheng, who was riding on the horse, saw Gong Sun Ce fall off his horse and became excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, shouting loudly: "Kill him, and the official will be promoted three levels!"

  "Master!" Gao Shun raised his left arm to shield himself with the iron shield, blocking in front of Gong Sun Ce. Five or six large knives chopped down on the iron shield, sparks flying everywhere. Gao Shun was also knocked to the ground by the great force, and just as he got up, he saw over ten large knives chopping down towards him again, and he continued to hold up his shield to block them.

  "Kill!" Gong Sun Ce abandoned the Qinglong spear and stood up from behind Gao Shun's back, seeing Gao Shun being hacked to the ground again by several large knives. Gong Sun Ce was furious in his heart, drew out the Wushan sword, let out a loud shout, raised his sword and chopped down.

  At the same time, the halberdiers on both sides surrounded the Western Liang's heavy armor in a semicircle, with their halberds pointing towards each other. Cheng Shen also killed Ma Chengxian's sharp vanguard, and his army was defeated and disintegrated. He led the Yu cavalry to charge straight into the rear of the Western Liang's heavy armor, directly heading towards Song Chen who was waiting in the rear array.

  "Alas, this guy can't die yet! What a pity that Song's soul is so excellent. Let's try the one with the surname Song first!" The ghost-faced man in green robe appeared at the edge of the battlefield, holding an umbrella and drawing his sword to attack Liangzhou's heavy armor.

  "Lord, this time I was reckless!" Gao Shun was pulled up by Gong Sun Zan and retreated into the shield wall formed by the Tianbing troops.

  Gongsun Zan's feet were already stained red with the blood sprayed by the soldiers of the two armies, and his face was also covered in fresh blood. He wiped it away with a single stroke and said to Gao Shun: "Command the ambush troops well, and make sure they are firmly entrenched in the heart of Liao Jun's army. I want to strangle them!"

  In such a dense battle, the Qinglong spear was too long and not agile enough, which also shows that Gongsun Zan's martial arts had not reached a certain level. So Gongsun Zan abandoned the Qinglong spear and used the Wushan sword to fight.

  "Kill!" Gong Sun Ce burst out of the formation, his sword slicing through the air. In front of him, a heavily armored soldier from the Liang army was cut in two, his armor and body splitting apart. The blood gushing violently from the wound once again stained Gong Sun Ce red.

  Blood surged into his eyes, and the entire world turned crimson. Gong Sun's sword, Wu Shan, was extremely sharp, cutting through Leng Jun's heavy armor like cutting water. One slash of the sword, chopping towards his blade as if it were wax, none failed to break off.

  "Don't kill me!" A heavily armored young man had his sword cut off by Gongsun Zan, and then saw that the comrades around him were all beheaded by Gongsun Zan with one sword, he collapsed directly.

  "It wasn't me who killed you, it's this damn world!" Gong Sun Ce grasped the young man's throat with one hand, his voice hoarse. His body was covered in blood, and there was a piece of intestine hanging from his armor that didn't belong to him. The heavily armored men surrounding them did not attack, no one dared to get close.

  “Woo...” The young man in heavy armor wept, shaking his head, his eyes filled with longing as he gazed at Gong Sun Ce. Gong Sun Ce saw all sorts of attachment in his eyes, attachment to family and loved ones, and also attachment to love.

  Gongsun Ce shook his head, thinking he had thought too much. How could a person's eyes contain so many emotions? He loosened his grip on the young man's throat and wiped away the thick layer of bloodstains on his face.

  The young man felt a great relief, turned around and walked away. But before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground with a thud. A head with a smile rolled under Gongsun Ce's feet, staring at the sword in Gongsun Ce's hand, seemingly unable to understand why Gongsun Ce had suddenly changed his mind.

  "When did I ever say that I would let you go?" The last glimmer of light in the young man's eyes faded away at Gong Sun Ce's hoarse voice. What was originally a smile after narrowly escaping death now looked somewhat like self-mockery.

  "Kill!" Seeing Gong Sun Ce kill the young heavy armor, the surrounding Liang army heavy armor seemed to see their own fate. There was also anger at the death of comrades and extreme hatred for Gong Sun Ce.

  They ignored Gongsun Zan's treasured sword that could cut through iron like mud, and disregarded their own lives and deaths, advancing forward in waves to attack Gongsun Zan.

  Gongsun Zhan held a sword in each hand, and with every slash, he cut through the heavy armor without any pause. One by one, the heavily armored warriors fell at Gongsun Zhan's feet, piling up layer upon layer.

  Layer upon layer of corpses piled up, allowing Gong Sun Ce to stand higher and higher, finally as if standing on a small hill of flesh and blood. Every breath was so putrid and unbearable, but Gong Sun Ce no longer cared. He only wanted to live, his entire spirit concentrated on the Wu Shan sword in his hand.

  Gongsun Zan was circling around the small hill piled up with corpses, killing those in front and behind. The heavy-armored soldiers of Lü Bu were inspired by their comrades' fearless sacrifice and rushed towards Gongsun Zan in a frenzy.

  "What a fierce general, yet not used by our great Liao!" Song Pei seemed to have already seen the scene of Gong Sun Ce being killed in exhaustion. He was very regretful. Gong Sun Ce and Ma Cheng were born in the same year, now only 22 years old. Just in time to catch up with this rare era of a thousand years.

  Gongsun Zan died young, like a shooting star, although brilliant, but only had a moment of glory. It made the surrounding cool generals feel regretful. On the battlefield, only life and death are discussed. In their view, Gongsun Zan's death in battle won him fame before and after his death, and this life was worth it.

  "I've got him!" a heavily armored man shouted triumphantly.

  Gongsun Zan's back suffered a violent blow, causing his sword to pause momentarily. The large blade that was originally going to be cut off by one sword had no obstruction and stabbed towards his chest and abdomen.