Chapter 706: War of Attrition
"Perform well and obey orders, you all have a chance!" Durga waved his hand, picked up his weapons and left the barracks. He was also here a few years ago, and now he is a Kshatriya, fighting for Rahul.
Several selected members of the death squad were integrated into the miscellaneous soldiers' camp. It didn't matter who they were originally. Even the fact that they were once Kshatriyas was no longer of any significance. They were all people who needed to redeem themselves for their crimes.
Rahul was willing to fish them out and give them a chance to fight for their lives, and they had no reason to refuse.
They are no different from the people in the miscellaneous soldiers' camp. They all need to fight and survive.
The miscellaneous soldiers all over the mountains and plains swept towards the Han camp. Their formation was so poor that it could not even be called a formation in Yan Yan's eyes.
However, the other side consisted of hundreds of people in a group, and this fighting mode reminded Yan Yan of the barbarians.
Yan Yan frowned. He suspected that the troops sent by the Kushans were just cannon fodder to consume their logistics and strength.
"General Yan, what's the current situation?" Wang Lei rushed to the front camp with a frown.
Although it is said that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, the severe situation left him no choice.
"The other side is only in the cannon fodder testing stage now. It's just right. I can use these cannon fodder to boost morale again. The rest is up to you!" Yan Yan glanced at Deng Xian, Leng Bao and others who came with Wang Lei.
"You've come at the right time. Let me handle the front, and you guys go and activate all the equipment that haven't been started yet!" Yan Yan started giving orders without any hesitation, with a ferocious murderous intent on his pale face.
Since you have decided to use cannon fodder to fight a war of attrition, then I will first eat up all of your cannon fodder with thundering means. I want to see whether the soldiers under your command can withstand such a bloody scene.
On the desolate battlefield, there was only the sound of chaotic footsteps. As the Kushan soldiers got closer, the footsteps became heavier, as if they were stepping on the hearts of the Han soldiers step by step, making many recruits breathe heavier. The unique atmosphere of the battlefield made everyone feel the solemnity in the air and the mental pressure.
At a distance of two hundred steps, the clouds in the sky had begun to tangle. Yan Yan, who had been using his internal energy to repair his injuries, immediately turned paler. All internal energy was weakened under the clouds, and his was naturally no exception.
His previous injuries have been mostly , but if he really had to fight someone in this state, he would probably lose his life. Fortunately, this was a battle to defend the city, so he didn't need to fight anyone desperately, he just needed to give command from the center.
One hundred and fifty steps!
At a distance of one hundred steps , some arrows were scattered from behind the Kushan troops.
After seeing this, Yan Yan felt much more relieved. It was pretty much as he expected. They were cannon fodder, and new recruits at that. They obeyed orders but had no battlefield experience at all. This was good news.
“Go ahead!”
The Kushan miscellaneous soldiers adopted the simplest tactics, charging like a sea of people and roaring towards the Han army.
"Shoot!"
Under Yan Yan's command, the Han army archers naturally gave the order the moment the Kushan soldiers rushed into the coverage of the rain of arrows.
At the same time, several crossbows in the camp had already opened fire.
The crossbow, which was positioned high above the ground, could penetrate the bodies of several soldiers with almost every shot.
“Fight back, fight back!”
The lower-level officers mixed in with the Kushan soldiers shouted frantically, ordering their archers to draw their bows and shoot arrows to counterattack the Han army in the camp.
However, facing the weak arrows of the Kushan soldiers, the Han soldiers wearing armor did not dodge at all, but simply lowered their heads to resist. Even if the shooting of some low-level officers could penetrate the armor, the silk cloth and close-fitting leather armor inside could still prevent the Han soldiers from being shot to death.
As long as they did not die on the spot, the perfect medical conditions in the Han camp were enough to save the lives of these soldiers.
The Kushan soldiers fell down one after another like grass being mowed, but the Han army suffered no damage at all.
Witnessing the deaths of the miscellaneous soldiers, Rahul, who was in command, didn't even blink. Similarly, the regular soldiers who witnessed all this did not waver at all.
This attitude of not being shaken by their own losses made the Kushan regular soldiers not at all moved when faced with the mountains of corpses and seas of blood laid out by the miscellaneous soldiers.
The soldiers among them would be afraid of the corpses scattered all over the ground, but they would not feel anything about the deaths of the miscellaneous soldiers.
It was like pouring hot water into an ant nest. In their eyes, miscellaneous soldiers, low castes, and slaves existed in this way.
Even though they were once part of it, they remain calm.
The Kushans under the rule of Nangui had long gone crazy, and there was not a single normal person from top to bottom.
In other words, normal people would not choose to stay in Nangui. They would have gone to Beigui long ago and left Nangui, a place that seemed prosperous but was actually a complete hell.
The miscellaneous soldiers, charging like a tide, soon approached the camp, leaving behind thousands of corpses.
"kill!"
The Han soldiers suddenly roared at the moment the vanguards of both sides came into contact, and the well-trained Han soldiers cooperated with each other.
The soldiers holding large shields were in the front, while the soldiers holding spears in the back were frantically killing the Kushan soldiers who rushed towards them.
After alternating attacks, the Kushan soldiers were unable to even break through the defenses outside the Han camp.
The killing lasted for a day and a night. At night, when Rahul sounded the retreat, the miscellaneous soldiers retreated like the tide.
However, a group of miscellaneous soldiers who believed in the god Galan did not retreat, but chose to surrender on the spot.
"Greetings to my God! My God is above!"
The moment they saw Guan Yu, these miscellaneous soldiers bowed down quietly. They were God's people, they fought for God, and wherever God was, that was their home.
Nearly a thousand believers of the god Galan knelt in front of Guan Yu. They were thin, lacked armor and weapons, but the flame of faith burned in their eyes. It was a twisted will that was willing to burn everything for the god they believed in. Everything they had, including their selves, belonged to the god they worshipped.
Guan Yu's eyes were full of pity, these were all pitiful people, and now as a human who had taken over the throne of God, he could clearly feel the twisted wills of these people, and that was why he felt relieved to accept them.
Be proud of your superiors but not your inferiors, and put loyalty and righteousness first.
With a little armament, they would be the best vassal army. For Guan Yu, they could not only burst out their limits, but also burn their lives.
The first time Guan Yu saw these people, he knew that they would not live long and that they had only one final wish, which was to die for God.
Guan Yu didn't know what to say, but he accepted these people and armed them with the most appropriate equipment.
Some of them couldn't even support a good set of armor.
