Chapter 985: Current Situation

"Bang, bang, bang..."

"Da-da-da..."

As the Ross soldiers fled, the sounds of Machine Gun and Qin-style Rifle fire were incessant.

The Ross army left a trail of corpses behind, with only three or four thousand men left to flee back to the Northern Di camp in a sorry state.

"..."

Before the camp, gazing at the terrified and disheveled Ross soldiers, Mule Hongzhen and Niegofu remained silent for a long time.

"Colonel, we cannot charge through; their strange muskets are too terrifying, they keep firing at us continuously, and the firepower density is too fierce." A Ross officer was still shaken.

Niegofu's face turned ghastly pale.

At this moment, he suddenly felt regret for his decision.

It was his own greed; knowing the intelligence that these strange muskets were terrifying, he had still launched a risky venture.

The charge on the right flank had failed, and he believed the charge on the left flank would soon fail as well.

Sure enough, just as he had expected.

In just over ten minutes, the remaining hundreds of Northern Di Cavalry and the Ross army retreated from the battlefield.

With the numerous defeated soldiers gathered before them, the faces of Mule Hongzhen and Niegofu were dark enough to drip water.

And what infuriated the two even more was that after defeating the troops they had sent to the two flanks, the Great Song army had deployed the strange muskets onto the frontal battlefield, continuously strafing the Northern Di soldiers in the Trenches from the side.

Under the coordination of the frontal soldiers and the flank soldiers, the Great Song army was advancing forward at an astonishing speed, irresistible.

"Colonel Niegofu, we must organize another attack on the flank, otherwise we will lose the Trench positions," Mule Hongzhen said.

He had been in the military for over forty years, had experienced countless wars, and had also encountered major crushing defeats.

Facing such an unfavorable war situation, he had calmed down faster than Niegofu.

"No, this is a 'feeding the fire' tactic; we cannot do that," Niegofu suddenly realized.

This time, the charge had cost him the lives of nearly ten thousand Ross soldiers, yet it had yielded no results.

If a second attack were launched, the outcome would only be the same.

Unless they could commit five or six times the number of troops as the enemy at once.

But that was simply impossible.

Because the terrain of Lingwu County was obstructed by the mountains to the east, the width of the battlefield was insufficient.

As for the west, although the frozen Jin River could be used for marching, as long as the enemy's Artillery bombarded the river surface, the ice layer of the Jin River could be shattered.

At that time, their soldiers would certainly fall into the water and freeze to death.

Precisely because of this, he said it was a 'feeding the fire' tactic and would be of no avail.

Having said that, he explained it to Mule Hongzhen once more.

Upon hearing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Mule Hongzhen's back.

He had been muddled by anger and had not thought of these details.

Seeing that this wouldn't work and that wouldn't work either, he stomped his feet fiercely, "Colonel Niegofu, what do you suggest we do?"

Niegofu did not answer, only pacing back and forth, constantly weighing the situation.

In these days of back-and-forth slaughter, the Northern Di armies led by Mule Hongzhen and Commander Wulanba had suffered heavy losses.

This time heading south, Mule Hongzhen personally led 300,000 Northern Di Cavalry and 350,000 Infantry; Commander Wulanba led 80,000 Cavalry and 150,000 Infantry, along with his 30,000 Ross soldiers.

In the last battle against the Great Song Cavalry, Commander Wulanba's Cavalry lost 60,000 men, with fewer than 3,000 returning.

Of the 120,000 Cavalry sent by Mule Hongzhen, over 10,000 fled back, but they were all executed by the enraged Mule Hongzhen.

Now, the total Cavalry under the two of them was left with only a little over 200,000.