In an organized regular army.
Archers are a relatively advanced unit.
First of all, the physical fitness is better than that of ordinary infantry. Otherwise, it would be impossible to draw the bowstring and throw arrows frequently on the battlefield.
In addition, archers need to master certain related skills. Before becoming a qualified archer and entering the official battlefield, they need to undergo a lot of training.
So archers are more expensive.
Therefore, wild people like the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Bandits.
In everyone's opinion, there should not be a large number of archers, but the fact is exactly the opposite.
After the offensive and defensive sides were in a stalemate for a while.
The situation slowly changed.
Standing on a high tower, Cao Ang could clearly notice one thing, that is, the output frequency of his own archers had become lower.
Many people even kneaded their arms or shook their hands. It was obvious that their arm strength was exhausted and their muscles twitched.
Even if he shoots in multiple stages, leaving some room for breathing and rest, he can't sustain it under such a high-intensity output.
And once the high pressure cannot be maintained.
Naturally, it can't hinder the attacker's progress.
After the Qingzhou Yellow Turban thieves paid a lot of lives and even covered the moat under the pontoon bridge with several layers, the vanguard finally crossed the river bank.
A figure like a locust.
The black and black waves rushed towards the city.
Carrying the ladder, carrying the bumper wood, and running like crazy, just to get close to the city wall as quickly as possible.
And the most striking.
It was after the vanguard troops crossed the river.
A large number of archers suddenly appeared from behind, and they also crossed the river and arranged themselves left and right according to the formation.
Previously, on the other side of the moat, the range was not enough, so I could only sit back and get beaten.
Now it's within range.
Naturally, he used his backhand to put pressure on the city.
Although they didn't look like elite archers, the arrows that swung through the air and struck the top of the city were quite threatening.
At the very least, the defenders in the city can no longer attack unscrupulously and must hide behind the crenellations.
This way.
It even accelerated the advancement of the Yellow Turban Thieves.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound.
The first ladder set up on the wall appeared.
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"The archers retreat, the long soldiers advance!"
Following Cao Chun's order.
The messenger spread his orders to the left and right.
Soon, the archers who were standing in the front row stopped working and retreated to the back row.
On the contrary, the spearmen who had been staying at the back, prepared and ready to attack, rushed to the front without saying a word, preparing to fight in close combat with the enemy who was about to climb up.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"
The rhythm of the drums on the top of the city suddenly changed.
Compared with before, it became more intensive and intense, like a downpour, beating on everyone's hearts all the time.
Many soldiers who originally just worked hard to get a piece of food and a piece of military pay.
At this moment.
But he couldn't help but feel full of enthusiasm.
It seems that this is no longer a job for making a living, but a career for which they can throw their lives and blood, and it is worth their lives.
All of a sudden.
The morale of the defenders on the entire city was high.
The rainbow-like fighting spirit made them push forward with all their strength and engage in a crazy confrontation with the enemy troops who were setting up ladders to climb up.
"One, two, three, push!"
With a shout.
Several soldiers gathered all their strength, exerted their strength towards a ladder, and suddenly pushed it out.
"boom!"
A few seconds later.
The ladder that rolled over fell to the ground with a dull roar, and the yellow scarf soldier who had climbed halfway was directly crushed and seriously injured.
…
Then he was submerged in the crowd.
In addition to using human power to push.
A more convenient way is to hit it with a car. The crash car is made of solid wood, pushed hard from the general, and hit hard on the ladder.
The ladder can be knocked over in an instant.
The battle has entered this stage.
The two sides are already fighting with real swords and guns, and are fighting with human lives. Someone stops breathing every second.
Although the defenders have the convenience of a city, the number of people is too small, and the enemy's army is several times the number of defenders, so it is extremely difficult to defend.
A ladder was put up.
Many of them have hooks at the top. Once they hook the crenellations of the city wall, if the hooks are not pulled away in the shortest possible time and the ladder is overturned, the ladder will be unable to be pushed when it is halfway up.
However, on this northern city wall, there are countless ladders erected from east to west. Sometimes a team has to cover several meters of the city wall at the same time.
There is simply no way to keep busy.
Even if he had time, his strength would be consumed quickly.
Therefore, this stage did not take too long. The first batch of Yellow Turban soldiers who climbed up the ladder were already close to the city. They were waving their weapons at this moment, trying to disperse the defenders' defense.
"Pfft!"
A clear sound of penetration.
And accompanying it.
It was a thief who was penetrated directly from the face by a spear. A huge bloody hole suddenly appeared, and then he fell down helplessly.
He fell to the ground, splashing with blood.
…………
Saw the war coming to a head.
Cao Chun is also absolutely unambiguous.
Immediately ordered the use of the city's defense equipment.
Although the army had arrived in Linqiu County a few days in advance, the efforts of these days were not enough for them to make too many preparations.
Therefore, there are not many defensive items stored in the city.
Use a little less.
And this thing is not that easy to supplement.
Therefore, in the previous battles, Cao Chun kept silent because he didn't want to waste it for no reason.
Up to this moment, most of the enemy troops had climbed more than halfway, and at the same time, the pressure faced by their own troops was already somewhat overloaded.
Then he knew.
The time has come.
And under Cao Chun's order.
A large number of rolling logs and rocks were carried and pushed down by the soldiers, often sweeping away one at a time, or hitting several surrounding ladders together.
"Ah... bang!"
As screams came one after another.
I don't know how many thief soldiers attacking the city were hit by these large and heavy objects, flying from the air and falling to the ground, as if they were dropping dumplings.
And after rolling logs and such.
It is the most lethal hot oil and golden juice with extremely terrifying effects.
Burnt hot paste.
When you pour it down, it not only hits a wide area, but also once it touches the skin.
That's a "stab" sound.
It feels like frying the skin and meat on an iron plate, not to mention that the paste cannot be shaken off after it gets on it, and after the skin is scalded, it will enter the body along the way.
Once you get too much.
That's basically a dead end.
This way.
The attack on the city has also slowed down.
The generals who were watching from a distance in the middle of the Yellow Turban bandits saw this situation.
Qu Shuai Zhang Rao couldn't help but frown.
Then he shouted to the left and right: "Shout to the front and say that whoever climbs to the top of the city first will be rewarded ten times the amount of food. He will be the first to choose what he plunders after entering the city!"
Many soldiers responsible for delivering orders.
They shouted to the front at the top of their lungs.
And after hearing that such a reward was offered.
The soldiers who were already struggling to climb the ladder became red-eyed now. They seemed to be desperate for their lives. They had to climb even one level even against these terrifying things.
The first one to climb will be rewarded ten times the amount of food!
What is this concept?
This is enough to ensure that they will not be short of food at all for a long time to come.
If you don't risk your life now, when will you wait?
All of a sudden.
The good situation created by using the killing weapon just now seems to have been brought back by the opponent.
…
Li Gou is an ordinary soldier.
A native of Yuenju County, Jiyin County, his family has been farming for generations.
However, when it came to his parents' generation, the world was in chaos and many changes occurred in successive years.
As a result, the whole family had to work for the rich men in the county and rent some of their fields. Most of the food was used as land rent every year.
And because the harvest has not been good in recent years.
The landlords did not reduce the rent even a cent.
As a result, the more you plant, the more you will lose. Even a young and strong person like Li Gou will not only be of little use by staying at home, but will also have to provide an extra ration.
So when the conscription came.
He joined the army without hesitation.
Not only joining the army and getting military pay, but also solving his food problem, it can solve a lot of burdens for his family.
And now on top of the city.
Li Gou held the spear tightly with both hands, his face turned pale, and he was bending over and panting violently.
He was a little exhausted.
But before he could take a breath.
There was a roar from the side.
"Gouzi, why are you still standing here? Come on!"
Familiar voice.
This is the captain who leads him.
Li Gou didn't defend himself.
At this moment, everyone was fighting desperately. It was good that he could go to the back to take a breath.
He used the frayed cuffs to wipe the sweat dripping on his eyelids, and then rushed forward again.
He just raised his spear and pierced it under the city head.
While still muttering in his mouth: "I am a dog, I am a dog. The elders said that this is a good name. Anyone who calls it a dog will not die!"
"Killing one is enough. The more you kill, the better the rewards will be. If you have food and money, you can buy land with the money. You don't have to pay land rent to Mr. Zhang anymore!"
The thoughts in his mouth never stopped.
But the movements in his hands were also mechanized, fighting crazily with the soldiers on the ladder.
Ordinary soldiers like Li Gou.
Just a microcosm of the entire battlefield.
On the defensive side of the city, thousands of individuals like him formed a solid barrier that still refused to retreat even half a step at this moment. With their weak military strength, they blocked the enemy from outside the city!
…
Dian Wei was at home on this battlefield.
The two short halberds in his hands kept waving.
Although the attack range is not enough, it is powerful and heavy. No matter what kind of physique, as long as he is touched by him, he will fall directly.
Some even had their heads split in half.
"Take my halberd!"
Then Dian Wei roared.
He found the weak point of a ladder and slashed straight up with the weapon in his hand.
Originally a tough and strong ladder.
Under his terrifying power, it was as crisp as a pancake, making a crisp "click" sound, and then cracked from the upper port position.
Along with a string of thieves hanging on the ladder, they all fell down together.
See this situation.
Dian Wei suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.
There was a burst of terrible laughter.
Coupled with the blood stains all over his body, his hideous and terrifying face, and his figure like an iron tower on a copper mountain, it is true that ghosts and gods have descended into the world, and evil stars have descended from the earth!
As far as the city wall where Dian Wei is located.
Some of the soldiers on the ladders even dared not climb up. They were so frightened by Dian Wei that their hair stood on end.
The power of just one person is ultimately too small.
Even as fierce as Dian Wei.
Putting it on the entire battlefield, it wouldn't have much effect. As time went by, a large number of thieves eventually came over.
It doesn't look like it will be long.
There will be someone who gets there first.
…
"Commander Qu, our soldiers are about to enter the city. The general is requesting to fight!"
This is the time to ask for a fight.
I just want to get some credit.
Zhang Rao didn't mind either.
Climbing the city head does not mean that you can win the city head. It still requires a hard battle.
After the soldiers boarded the city, they indeed needed to be led by generals in order to play a greater role.
After he nodded slightly.
He took off his helmet wrapped in a yellow scarf, handed it to the general, and then gave solemn instructions.
"Put on your helmet and tell the soldiers that I will fight bravely with them to kill the enemy!"
Zhang Rao is definitely not willing to take risks.
But he also wanted to use this helmet to boost the morale of the army again.
So I simply implemented an operation like this.
And for the safety of this general.
Zhang Rao was quite relieved.
Compared with ordinary soldiers, these generals all have some abilities, and each of them is extremely skilled. As soon as they find something wrong, they will quickly withdraw.
Moreover, when a large number of our own soldiers board the city, the more people there are and the generals are among them, the safer it will be.
…
Successfully obtained the general's order.
The general put his helmet on his head, rode his horse, and approached the field.
Soon we came to the bank of the moat.
Just out of caution.
This man did not blindly ride across the moat. He was worried that if there were cold arrows on the top of the city, he would be within the enemy's range and might be injured.
But what he didn't know was.
His every move at the moment.
Everything fell into the eyes of Cao Ang, who was standing at the highest point of the city tower.
Watching the yellow scarf general turn his horse to a halt.
It seems that he is preparing to shout to the soldiers in front of him.
Cao Ang's eyes suddenly lit up.
I just think it’s a God-given opportunity!
Since the beginning of this battle, Cao Ang has actually been participating in it. From time to time, he has to use his bow and arrow to shoot down some key figures.
That's all it does.
He wanted to use his god-like archery skills to kill the enemy commander.
But those people are too far away.
Huddled back timidly.
No matter how skilled he is, he can't break the rules of physics, so he can only watch.
But things are different now!
There are actually high-ranking generals who dare to enter his shooting range regardless of life or death.
Such a big piece of fat fell in front of him.
If it is not clamped, wouldn't it be a failure of God's will?
Cao Ang immediately drew his bow and nocked an arrow.
Aiming at the target quickly.
It only takes a few breaths before and after.
Cao Ang released his right hand.
At the same time, he replaced the second arrow without stopping, moved his aim downward slightly, and shot out another arrow.
"Whizzing!"
Two arrows came one after another.
With the blessing of the three-stone bow, these two arrows burst out at extremely fast speeds.
In an instant, the wind and clouds were broken.
…
On the battlefield.
The Yellow Turban Army general held his helmet in his hands and raised it high above his head.
Then he took a sharp breath.
He was about to raise his voice and shout to everyone.
Suddenly, I heard a strong sound of breaking wind.
A roar like a roar.
When his eyes locked.
But there were some shocking discoveries.
An arrow was heading towards his head.
Before the general could make any response, he didn't even have time to feel despair and fear.
"Pfft!"
The arrow had already passed through his head.
Suddenly a ball of blood burst out.
And after a blink of an eye.
Another arrow was inserted into the head of his horse.
The battlefield was originally noisy and bustling with people.
Suddenly there was the cry of a war horse, which for a moment drowned out all other noisy sounds.
It also attracted the attention of both offense and defense.
…
Everyone who sees it clearly.
They were all dumbfounded at this moment.
Zhang Rao touched his forehead and felt scared for a while, if he was the one who just walked forward.
Then I'm afraid he is the one lying on the ground now.
There really are experts in this city!
To be able to pierce the head with an arrow from such a long distance, precision and strength are both indispensable. What kind of archer must he be to be able to achieve this level?
Zhang Rao felt horrified for a moment.
And at the same time.
Cao Chun and other mid-level and senior generals.
Everyone was stunned.
Standing on a high tower, shooting an arrow can instantly kill the enemy on the other side of the moat.
What's the matter with a hundred steps?
Look ahead.
Then he turned to look at Cao Ang on the tower.
"hiss!"
Suddenly there was a sound of gasping.
General Cao... is truly a man of God!
…
"call!"
Cao Ang gave the order.
The soldiers around him immediately cheered, jumped up one by one, clapped their hands and shouted.
"The leader of the rebel army is dead, General Cao is mighty!"
In fact, the soldiers guarding the city did not know whether the one who was shot to death was the general. Many of them did not even see this scene.
But everyone on the top of the city shouted this.
You can’t go wrong!
All they have to do is shout along.
So the next second.
The entire city was cheering one after another, and everyone was waving their weapons while shouting angrily.
"The leader of the rebel army is dead, General Cao is mighty!"
The shouts shook the sky.
The sound stops and the clouds move!
The morale of the defenders suddenly surged. Their willpower, which had initially retreated due to the enemy's approach, bucked the trend and rose again.
On the other hand, look at the siege side.
Many people couldn't help but look behind, wanting to see if their coach was really dead?
Even if they are fighting for food.
But if all the immediate superiors are shot to death by an arrow, then these soldiers, who are mostly composed of refugees.
You will also feel scared and confused.
At this glance.
There's a big problem!
…
As the commander-in-chief of tens of thousands of soldiers.
Not many people in the army have seen Zhang Rao's appearance.
What's more, from such a distance, it's impossible to see his face clearly. I only know that he is a man with a war horse.
The most important thing is holding a golden helmet.
There is absolutely no running away now!
Sure enough, his coach is dead.
All of a sudden.
The morale of the army is weakened.
But in the blink of an eye, the situation has gone from climbing bravely to standing still.
The soldiers standing under the tower, who had not yet had time to climb the ladder, even stayed there with some hesitation and confusion, not knowing what to do next.
The morale of one party soared.
The other side is depressed and depressed.
One goes down and the other goes up.
The situation on the battlefield was instantly brought back.
Cao Ang evened the situation with one person!
…
Zhang Rao was almost pissed off now.
He really wanted to give himself a mouthful.
Just rely on the numerical advantage to continue fighting. What kind of tricks are you trying to do? You have to give the helmet to that short-lived ghost. This is a bad thing.
It stands to reason that as a real coach.
He should gallop forward now.
Prove to everyone that he is still alive.
But he doesn’t dare!
There were obviously sharp archers in the city. Zhang Rao felt frightened when he saw the two arrows that had taken his life.
He had no doubt.
If you dare to enter the shooting range.
Then he would definitely not escape the fate of being killed with one arrow. Zhang Rao didn't think that his forehead was any harder than that of the previous general.
So the situation is stuck here.
Unable to dispel rumors that the coach is dead.
If we continue to fight in this state, our morale will become lower and lower.
Once it completely collapses.
That would be a huge defeat!
This is definitely unacceptable to Zhang Rao.
Rather than being stuck here.
It is better to withdraw the soldiers now.
He showed his face in front of the soldiers to clarify the rumors and clear away the fog.
After they had built up their morale, they launched the attack again, but the city still couldn't be defended.
Anyway, the arrows and defensive equipment of the city defenders are almost exhausted.
After thinking for a moment.
Zhang Rao raised his hand and ordered.
"Ming Jin withdraws his troops and postpones the attack on the city!"
As the call to retreat sounded.
The soldiers who were attacking the city seemed to have found a backbone, and each one seemed to have received amnesty.
He ran towards the back quickly.
The first wave of offensive by the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Thieves.
This is resolved!
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