The siege began. Although Wu Gen used some tricks to let his side shoot arrows first, although the long arrows of the giant crossbow penetrated the thick city gate, and although many horse thieves on the wall died in the first wave of sneak attacks, there has always been Siege is a hard job, otherwise there would be no such thing as ten sieges.
With the city wall, most people can avoid the strange arrows whizzing by under its protection.
As a result, piecemeal counterattacks began on the wall, either with crossbows or bows, and they fired arrows at the people below the city from a high position.
Soon, after a series of bangs, arrows gathered together, pouring down on the shields of the Northern soldiers like a summer rainstorm.
The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. The jingling sound does not bring you a pleasant feeling, but a cold death.
Arrows constantly shot through the shields, or penetrated into the bodies of men and horses through gaps, causing a commotion.
It's not that Wu Gen didn't want to move his troops farther away, but the open space in front of the main stronghold was too narrow. Moreover, the opponent had an advantage in shooting range from being at a high position. If they were further away, Wu Gen's troops wouldn't even be able to shoot the arrows. To the wall.
After beheading several frightened horses, he finally withstood this wave of arrows. The giant crossbow flashed light again, but it was divided into two directions. One part was aimed at the city gate, and the other part was aimed at another section of the wall.
Red arrows landed on the wall, and stones continued to fly away. In Xingshan, Wu Gen had already tested the power of the giant crossbow, firing it with all his strength, it could blast through a three-foot stone wall.
Under the bombardment of the giant crossbow, a huge gap appeared in the stone wall of the main village, and the gap continued to expand.
Wu Gen sighed. The crossbowmen who controlled the giant crossbows had each pulled the string twice. After this round, the giant crossbows would become just decorations.
Suddenly, a long arrow as thick as a human arm flew out from the wall and landed on a giant crossbow. The giant crossbow was knocked over and even the crossbow string was broken. Two spiritual jade fell from the crossbow.
"My silver." Wu Gen was furious when he saw this. He didn't know how much it would cost to build this crossbow. Seeing that the giant crossbow was damaged, Wu Gen's heart was bleeding, as if he saw piles of silver flowing down the river.
Reaching out to control his Sky-shattering Bow, Wu Gen fiercely picked up the string. The bow suddenly looked like a full moon. A white arrow appeared on the bow, and the arrow flashed with an ominous brilliance.
As soon as his hand was loosened, the white arrow drew a white light in the air, whizzing away through the air, tearing apart the beacon smoke covering the sky, tearing through the rain of arrows in the sky, and tearing apart the panicked cry of the horse thief.
With a bang, the arrow fell into the gap in the wall. The already fragmented stone wall finally couldn't hold up anymore and suddenly collapsed towards the gap, making this section of the stone wall a lot shorter out of thin air.
Wu Gen glanced at Shui Congyue, picked up a shield, and waved his sword with his hand.
"Come with me." He said, leading three hundred men and horses, and rode towards the city gate against the rain of arrows. The city gate had long been blown up by a giant crossbow, leaving only a piece of rubble.
Only by riding a horse can you reach the city gate faster. At the same time, the Rebel soldiers in the air were also shooting wildly at the horse thieves at the city gate to cover Wu Gen's charge.
Ordinarily, Wu Gen could jump over this distance of a hundred steps in a few leaps. He also tried to get to the top of the wall first.
But as soon as his body jumped into the air, arrows on the wall were shot at him like crazy. The specially thickened iron shield was quickly covered with a layer of arrow feathers under the waves of arrows. Several places have been shot to pieces.
When a person is in the air, it is like moving forward against a strong wind, and the momentum of rapid forward movement is quickly offset. Finally, when they almost reached the top of the wall, three more figures flew out. It was Che Tu and three other horse thieves who jointly blocked Wu Gen's path and forced him back again.
By the time it fell back into its own formation, Wu Gen's mount had already been shot to death. Throwing away half of the shield in his hand, Wu Gen was about to stand unsteadily, and under the cover of the soldiers beside him, he pulled out the three arrow clusters on his legs.
Even though his body had been trained to be very tough, he was still injured by the opponent's arrows at such a close distance.
"Don't stop, you will die faster if you stop." Wu Gen shouted to the soldiers around him. There was a continuous scream in the ears, and people kept falling.
The short distance in front of the city gate was filled with dense arrows, mixed with the corpses of the fearless soldiers. The blood flowed down the arrow forest, and finally flowed in front of other northern troops.
Looking at Wu Gen, who was staggering in the rain of arrows, and the soldiers behind him who were also fearless of death, Ji Yan seemed to have a fire burning in her heart. She felt congested and panicked, and she always wanted to do something to relieve the turbulence in her heart. .
Looking at Zu Yuantong, who was standing next to him with his mouth wide open and a look of astonishment on his face, Ji Yan said coldly: "Zu Qianhu, if Wu Gen fails to climb the city, you can lead others to follow him, I understand. If you don't go, My young master." When she said the last sentence, Ji Yan was already gritting her teeth.
Zu Yuantong shuddered and quickly raised his hands and said: "I will serve you to the death." Under the tall city wall, he ran against the rain of arrows and was only thirty steps away from the city gate. Wu Gen raised the broken knife in his hand,
"Raise your sword." The soldiers who were still alive and able to raise their swords followed behind them, and they also raised their swords one after another, like white sails rising in the rain of arrows.
The broken sword moved forward, and a majestic sword energy split through the rain of arrows and flew towards the city gate. There are also long or short, plump or slender sword energy rushing out from behind, trying hard to merge into the strongest sword energy.
This is the method that Ling Yun Baqi came up with. The sword energy is released outside and then gathered together to cause greater damage to the opponent.
This was originally a helpless method used by the low-level Eight Cavalry to deal with the masters, but it was later popularized by Wu Gen in the Fearless Army, because this method can truly show its power when the number of people is larger.
Just imagine, when tens of millions of people are fighting against each other, swords shaped like stars fly up one after another and fall on the opponent's head. What a magnificent scene it will be.
Unfortunately, this method is a bit harsh to use. It requires constant running-in and tacit understanding of each other to become one person, in order to integrate the scattered sword energy into one.
On weekdays, when Wu Gen practiced with his men, as long as he raised his sword, he would throw a bag of flour forward, and the soldiers behind him would also throw it in the direction Wu Gen threw it.
At the beginning, the flour went in a haphazard way, like a bunch of people having a random snowball fight.
The flour fell one after another, like a white curtain of snow. Slowly, after running in over and over again, the white smoke formed by throwing out the flour gradually merged together. After this group of people became familiar with it, more people were added, and it gradually expanded like a snowball.
Wu Gen was also slowly adjusting his rhythm, because he found that because he was too strong, it was often difficult for these soldiers to keep up with his rhythm.
Only after issuing the command, slowing down a little and holding back some strength, can the soldiers catch up with the powder balls thrown by themselves, merge in an orderly manner, and finally form the majestic white smoke dragon.
After his soldiers are familiar with it, Wu Gen will throw it in a random direction without reminding him to train his men's eyesight.
In the end, as long as Wu Gen waved his hand, these soldiers would throw them out without even thinking about it, without having to carefully adjust their strength and direction.
It's like a boy playing a slingshot in a village. He doesn't even take aim after he becomes familiar with it. This feeling has been engraved in his bones.
In order to practice this technique, there was a period of time when everything on Xingshan Mountain was completely white, and at first glance it looked like a heavy snowfall.
During that time, Wu Gen's eyes were red all day long due to dust falling into his eyes, so much so that Ji Yanlao laughed at him as a rabbit.
After that, he led the people to use their true sword skills, cutting down one mountain and then another, and finally saved enough wood that could be used by the fearless army on the mountain for ten years.
However, after trying so many games, he could only fuse a few hundred people. If there were more people, the difficulty would rise sharply. With Wu Gen's temperament, he would not have the patience to adjust a little bit more.
It is so difficult to practice in ordinary times, and in such a dangerous situation, with arrows flying around, how many people can calm down, so only a dozen or so sporadic sword auras merge into the mainstream.
The sword energy shot at the city gate, stirring up a cloud of dust and cutting a gully into the stone-strewn city gate hole, which also stopped the rain of arrows on the opposite side.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Gen raised his sword again.
"Raise the sword." The shout suddenly became louder. This time, it was not only him, but also the soldiers behind him shouted in unison. This time, dozens of sword auras were in sync with Wu Gen, and the thick sword aura struck at the city gate. Above it, the gap was suddenly widened by three feet.
Without looking behind him, Wu Gen jumped up, holding the broken knife high above his head, like an eagle rising against the wind, proudly showing his sharp claws.
"Raise the sword." The deafening voice rang out, covering up the roar of the horse thieves on the city wall and the roar of the sky-shaking bows and arrows. It was like a thunderous explosion, echoing in the continuous green pine mountains.
In the distance, both the fearless army and Zu Yuantong's men who were watching the battle roared with all their strength, cheering for the bloody brothers in front, and used all their strength to shout the horn of charge for them.
Ji Yan, who was surrounded by three circles on the left and three on the right, was flushed at this time, her hands holding the reins trembled slightly, and she shouted those two words that made people's blood boil.
Finally, the third sword energy flew out and fell from the sky like a white rainbow, cutting open the gate tower, cutting off the hard stone, and cutting out a passage through which a horse could walk.
"Come on." Wu Gen led his men and horses into the stronghold. Everyone outside the main village breathed a sigh of relief. Only Shui Congyue and Xue Xin still had stern expressions on their faces, staring in the direction of the gate tower.
Suddenly, there was a roar of beasts in the village. Following these frightening sounds, a giant black mastiff, as big as a war horse, appeared on the wall near the gatehouse.
The giant mastiff's nose was turned up, revealing its long fangs. It breathed hot air from its mouth and let out a threatening growl from its throat, demonstrating to the people outside the city.
The giant mastiff has a thick layer of rosin on its body. The rosin is stained with sand and soil, forming a layer of hard armor.
Ordinary arrows shot at it were unable to penetrate it. Immediately afterwards, more giant mastiffs appeared one after another, like a piece of black ink, spilling out from another gap in the gate tower and the city wall, howling wildly and running towards the Northern soldiers outside the stronghold.
Looking at these giant mastiffs with stinky saliva flowing from their mouths, limbs as thick as human waists, and strange smells exuding from their bodies, the horses under the soldiers of the North neighed and trembled as if encountering natural enemies. They shook their bodies desperately, trying to Throw off the cavalryman.
If the rider hadn't been prepared and tightened his grip on the reins, the team would have been in chaos.
"The beast soldiers are out and can attack." Shui Congyue glanced at Xue Xin beside him and slowly untied the halberd.
"Can the village master be able to withstand it?" Xue Xin glanced at the direction of the gatehouse with some worry.
"Believe that guy, he said he can hold on, even if he can hold on, all we have to do is rush into the village as soon as possible to relieve him of the pressure." Shui Congyue dismounted silently. At this time, the war horse was because of the giant mastiff's Appeared, already lost combat effectiveness.
"Okay." Xue Xin, who was not a mother-in-law, lightly jumped off the horse.
"Climb the dead man first and kill him." With a shout, Shui Congyue dragged his halberd with one hand and rushed towards the rushing giant mastiff.
