Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 965 The Battle Begins at the First Light of Dawn

Just after Changshou finished arranging everything, the squads that had been sent out earlier returned to the camp.

"how is the situation?"

Chang Shou looked at the unharmed squad in front of him and asked anxiously.

"They are about ten miles ahead. They probably saw our formation and have stopped."

After listening, Chang Shou patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, go and rest."

After saying that, he turned to another squad and said, "Go, on the mountain ten miles ahead, report immediately if there is any unusual activity."

After arranging the scout team, Chang Shou went to the ambushing archers.

He instructed the leader: "Five hundred men forward, ten li ahead; five hundred men forward, five li ahead. Wait for my command at dawn."

In less than half an hour, Chang Shou had arranged everything for all his people.

Moreover, these trained people are incredibly fast, and they are all in position by now.

They will attack without hesitation if the enemy makes any unusual move. Although visibility is poor in the dark, it is not easy to dodge the dense fire of thousands of people.

Chu Chen acted as if nothing had happened, taking Roland with him into the carriage and going about his business as usual, completely unaffected by the chaos outside.

Inside the temporary camp of the garrison soldiers.

Holding the captured longsword, the general of the garrison was immediately filled with a million questions.

"Judging from this scout team, perhaps they are all equipped with this kind of weapon."

"General, scouts' equipment is usually lightweight and convenient. This knife looks extraordinary and should not be something that everyone can afford."

The general nodded after hearing this, and immediately dismissed the idea.

The iron used for this knife is far superior to the ordinary iron they have.

Even the refined iron he himself used was inferior to his.

So he simply took off his own sword and put on the captured one instead.

"What you say makes sense, but it's getting late, and we can't hear the truth of the matter right now, so it's better to discuss it again!"

"Yes, General, the refugee camp is brightly lit. Our men report that there are about 10,000 people, and many of them are armed."

"Oh, is this what they have in their hands?"

"It doesn't look like it; it looks more like something we seized from those bandits before."

The general felt relieved after hearing this. Although he couldn't say for sure where they got such powerful weapons, he was certain they didn't have many.

Otherwise, why would they even bother with the pile of scrap metal in the hands of the bandits? Those were all items seized from the people.

It was specially assigned by the city lord to those people to kill refugees.

"Alright, in that case, issue the order: at the crack of dawn, launch a direct attack and wipe out those refugees in one fell swoop. We'll have earned merit, Lord City Lord, rest assured!"

After saying that, the general waved his hand and sent all the men away.

He took his maidservants with him and closed the door of the main tent.

The night was deep and slightly cool. Chang Shou dozed off for a while, then returned to the ambush site and asked his men, "Any news?"

"No, they seem to be resting. They're planning a major attack at daybreak!"

After listening, Chang Shou patted him on the shoulder: "You've worked hard. Tell the brothers to take a break as well, but send out some brothers to keep an eye on the enemy's movements."

One night later, the sun slowly rose from the east, shining down on this land.

It also awakened the sleeping people.

"Boom boom boom!"

The three drumbeats woke up all the sleeping soldiers.

"All personnel, listen up! Target: ten miles ahead, the refugee camp. Full force, attack..."

At the command of the garrison general, all the garrison soldiers, full of spirit, picked up their weapons and charged forward in their leather armor.

Little did they know that on the mountainsides on either side of them, hundreds of refugee soldiers wielding composite bows had their arrows pointed directly at them.

"Brother Shou, shall we fight or not?"

"No rush. Let them advance another two miles. Also, send a message home to prepare for the enemy and advance another two miles."

At this moment, the soldiers were all like they had been injected with chicken blood, and they ran two miles in one breath.

"Brothers, your chance to make a name for yourselves has come. Take this down in one fell swoop, and I'll take you back to the city for drinks, meat, and brothels."

Looking at the soldiers below who were yelling and shouting, the general of the garrison was also very excited at this moment, and his mind was already planning how to spend the money after returning to collect the reward.

Suddenly, a soldier in front of him collapsed to the ground.

A dark arrow was stuck in his head.

This completely stumped him: "There's an ambush! There's an ambush! Stop right there!"

However, just after he shouted those words, he found that arrows were raining down on his own camp.

In just one volley of fire, three or four hundred people fell to the ground and were unable to get up.

As a general of the imperial guards, he immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.

Moreover, before they could even react, a second volley of arrows followed.

This time, behind them, a procession of three thousand people stretched out in a long line in this narrow canyon that was only a few meters wide.

Arrows were now aimed at them from both the front and the rear, causing all the soldiers' hearts to skip a beat.

Moreover, these arrows were extremely powerful, and their leather armor offered almost no protection whatsoever.

Chang Shou stood on the mountain, coldly watching these people: "Brothers, shoot! Aim carefully and shoot, save your arrows."

Each archer is equipped with about ten arrows. With a thousand men, if their accuracy is even slightly good, there's no need for the ground troops to even lift a finger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the general immediately ordered his men to scatter on both sides of the mountain, attempting to use the mountain as cover to rush straight into the refugee camp.

In his heart, there was still a sliver of hope.

That is, as long as they rush into the refugee camp, they will definitely be able to take down these refugees with their strength and experience.

"Use the mountain as cover to advance. Once we break through, we will not be afraid of their arrows."

He shouted as he spurred his horse forward at breakneck speed.

The soldiers, seemingly drawn from nowhere, charged forward with incredible speed. They knew that if they ran fast enough, the arrows wouldn't be able to hit them.

And so, after leaving behind eight or nine hundred corpses, they forced their way forward another three miles.

At this moment, both sides can see their enemies.

The archers on the mountain followed them back three miles.

Upon seeing the group of soldiers, the refugees rushed at them as if they were their father's killers, brandishing their knives.

Just as the soldiers had stabilized their formation, they discovered that arrows were coming from above again.

Moreover, at this moment they were caught between a rock and a hard place, and for a moment, everyone felt the urge to retreat.

"Brothers, things are hopeless. Take care of yourselves."