Wang Mo and his soldiers stood on the top of the mountain, each with a wooden glider. This time there was no lecturing and mobilization, just a starting gesture. Everyone set off in a certain order, taking advantage of the natural cover of the night. Swooping towards the small town not far away, this tactic of air attack and beheading was absolutely unique in this era.
Wang Mo is also in the flying team, but as the coach, he is at the center this time, enjoying the feeling of being protected. But when the view of the small town appeared below, Wang Mo knew that the war had begun from this moment.
"Brush!" Wang Mo made a gesture, and the Centurion soldiers began to take action, and the mercenaries also began to prepare.
Each centurion lit four burning torches and threw them concentratedly at the barracks and the general's mansion in the small town, and some were thrown near the city gate. In an instant, the fire lit up the night sky, and the town was lit up like a lantern.
The first step of the air strike successfully completed the mission, and the next step was the most important beheading mission.
The mercenary team began to appear, quickly swooping down and landing in the center of the city. Taking advantage of the fire and chaos, he rushed directly into the commander's mansion. He looked a bit like an officer, so he immediately went up to attack and kill him. Before Shang Zhou's sergeants could react, the marshal's mansion had been captured by a mercenary group. In a warehouse battle like this, surrender will never be accepted.
"Charge!" Wang Mo and his team of 100 people also began to sprint and land. Their mission was to seize control of the gate.
The sergeants in the small town had not rested for several days and nights, and coupled with the sudden blow, they had already lost their will to fight. Afterwards, the general's mansion was taken under control, and the general's head was thrown directly outside the courtyard. This is a devastating blow to the morale of the military. Who is willing to guard the gate at this time.
Wang Mo and the centurion effortlessly gained control of the gate and immediately climbed up the city wall from the footpath. Wipe out those enemies who are still resisting and start shouting loudly to persuade them to surrender.
The battle lasted only half an hour and ended with a complete victory. Wang Mo took control of the entire town, captured more than 500 prisoners, and achieved brilliant results of killing more than 400 people. Of course, most of them were killed or burned to death. The real number of casualties were in the battle for the Commander's Mansion.
The Centurion only suffered less than ten casualties. The mercenary battle was more brutal, with more than forty casualties, but compared with the results, it was simply brilliant.
Now another battle begins to put out the fire in the city. The fire could be left unchecked, but Wang Mo felt that this city still had some use. He also personally joined in fighting the fire, and those prisoners were on the front line.
The buildings in the city are basically gone. Fortunately, the city wall is very strong and there is basically no damage. But the gate has been completely destroyed, and the fire attack was followed by various blows and destruction. But Wang Mo didn't care, because as long as he waited until dawn, he would return to Xiqi City immediately, and this place was just kept as a backup.
"Everyone performed very well!" Wang Mo's shout could be heard throughout the city, and all the soldiers responded with cheers, "Everyone here has achieved military merit. I will ask you for merit when I get back. Everyone has won respect and family fortune with both hands!"
"The scouts were three kilometers away. When the people in the city saw the prisoners, everyone took turns to rest!" Wang Mo finally put his heart in his stomach and sat down to rest in the destroyed commander's mansion.
Wang Mo had just closed his eyes for a few minutes when he heard rapid footsteps. A scout's voice rang out tremblingly, alarming the resting soldiers around him. "A team on the march appeared five kilometers away. The flag is that of Shang Zhou. They should be heading for the small town. Please make your decision!"
"Five kilometers away, it's too late to retreat!" Wang Mo woke up instantly, his mind spinning rapidly, his eyes still scanning the city. After a few seconds, he issued an order, "Block the city gate with waste stones from the city, and then collect Everything that can be thrown will immediately begin to defend the city."
According to Wang Mo's order, it started to operate and transported all the waste stone and wood in the city to the top of the city. There are also a large number of arrows in the enemy's inventory, which are also put to use. After all these preparations were completed, the enemy's soldiers and horses had arrived in front of the city.
Wang Mo had no humanity left at this time, so he gathered the prisoners in one place and tied them up tightly. These guys have not received ideological education and are of no use at all. If they are sent to the battlefield rashly, they will only be counterattacked.
The officer of the army outside the city is a majestic man with a vertical line between his eyebrows, who looks extremely difficult to get along with. I saw that the city walls were ready for battle, and the city gates were sealed with masonry and wood. At this time, he also realized that this small town had been occupied by the enemy.
"There is still a glimmer of hope to advance. If we retreat, we will definitely be flanked by Xiqi and attack!" The general made a decision in a short time and ordered the three armies to launch an attack without any delay.
Siege warfare in ancient times was very primitive and cruel, especially such unprepared siege warfare. Relying entirely on manpower to rush the city gates, the arrows and stones falling overhead would often take away the lives of the siege soldiers. A group of dozens of people went up, and within a few minutes they were all corpses.
The siege battle was also cruel to Wang Mo, even though he had an absolute advantage in geographical location. But everything was done in haste, and there were only one hundred and fifty soldiers available in the city. There were 3,000 regular troops outside the city. Each attack only took one step forward. In the end, it was Wang Mo who defended the city who failed.
"If the battle continues like this, we will fail in two hours at most, and the enemy will rush into the city!" Wang Mo looked at the tragic battle situation and saw that his soldiers were beginning to show signs of exhaustion, and his heart began to Thinking about a way out, we can't just stick to it.
Thinking about it, we must keep fighting.
Wang Mo also participated in the defense battle at the top of the city, throwing various stones and wood directly down. The corpses of enemy soldiers below the city were covered layer by layer, but the attack showed no signs of stopping. The first hour was spent with enemy casualties. Although the pressure on the city was great, no enemy rushed forward.
After entering the second hour, the situation became more dangerous, and the physical and soul power of the soldiers were almost exhausted. It was difficult to even lift a brick, and one soldier fainted and fell to the city gate. This was a very bad signal, and the enemy also seized on this signal and began to launch a more intense battle.
The battle extended from the front to both sides, instantly causing Wang Mo's small number of people to become even more dispersed. The defense became full of loopholes, and the defense at the city gate also became vulnerable.
"They are few in number?" The enemy general instantly saw through Wang Mo's weakness and gave an order to change the combat method. "Launch an attack from three walls to spread the enemy's defense strength and focus on attacking the gate."
Once the enemy seizes the weakness, the situation will immediately reverse. The three city walls held up for a while, but soon enemies climbed onto the walls and a melee broke out on Chengtou Mountain. At this time, the city gate has not been lost, which is the only favorable condition.
Wang Mo gave up sitting at the top of the city and directly became a roaming commander, devoting a team that still had fighting capacity. At the top of the city, they started to "put out fires" everywhere. Wherever enemies rushed to the top of the city, there was Wang Mo. Although he can only use seventh-level strength, in a battle of this scale, he is still brave enough.
"General, good tactics!" All the soldiers below shouted in unison.
They were about to successfully break through the city, but were stopped by Wang Mo alone. This made the enemy general so angry that he took out his strong bow and fired cold arrows. This arrow had no sound or trajectory, and it was right in front of Wang Mo when it appeared. He was about to succeed, but the arrow broke on its own.
"Damn it..." The local general's eyes were red, but there was nothing he could do to Wang Mo.
The second hour passed, and the small town became riddled with holes and was already in danger. The centurions and mercenaries suffered heavy casualties, with the total number being less than a hundred. Many players still play with injuries, and the defense at the top of the city has become ineffective.
At this time, the biggest crisis appeared. A corner of the city's main gate was opened by the enemy, and someone had already penetrated into the city.
Wang Mo made a decision and launched a final decisive battle with all his might. "Everyone gather at the city gate and blast the enemy out of the city. Xiqi's reinforcements will arrive soon. Hold on!"
The third hour of fighting began. This hour of fighting was concentrated at the city gate, which turned into a meat grinder.
Wang Mo held the sword of truth and rushed to the front line. Too many souls died under the sword. If this was a meat grinder, Wang Mo would be the fan blade of the meat grinder. Within three minutes, his body was stained red with blood. This was the enemy's blood, not his. There are also stumps hanging on it, looking like evil spirits from hell.
The city gate was only so wide, and soldiers on both sides kept rushing in, but no one came out. The most fatal blow came half an hour later, when the enemy completely occupied the city. Rushed into the city from above and launched an internal and external pincer attack on the centurions inside the city gate.
"What a powerful general, what a team with courage and determination!" The enemy general was relieved at this time and sincerely admired Wang Mo's hundred-man team. "A team of just a few hundred people actually caused me more than a thousand casualties." Five hundred people.”
"Twenty people..." Wang Mo saw that there were only twenty soldiers left in the doorway. Although the mission was completed, the price was too high. The people who came here together were all refugees who wanted to build careers so that their families could live a good life. But now it turned out like this. Even if it was just a projection, Wang Mo felt very uncomfortable.
"Brush..." Wang Mo suddenly felt that the formation in his body disappeared, and the dark formation that imprisoned his level collapsed. In an instant, all the body's abilities returned, and the advanced armor form was activated directly. The Divine Comedy sword directly killed all enemies within ten meters in front of him.
"Go home, brothers!" Wang Mo's voice was filled with tears, and he forcibly expanded his soul power to cover all twenty people. Lead the team forward with one person's strength and fight outward from the city gate. No one among the surrounding enemies dared to stop him, as if he had seen the God of Death.
At this moment, the ground shook rapidly, and figures were dancing in the distance. Wang Mo was really desperate, why did the enemy's reinforcements arrive?
"General, you go first!" The middle-aged hunter was still there. He pushed Wang Mo and said to the brothers behind him, "Let's fight the last battle to protect the general and leave."
"Go!" Twenty people rushed forward without hesitation, using their lives to clear the way for Wang Mo.
"No..." Wang Mo shouted to the sky. At this time, the soul power in his body boiled, and he instantly broke through the twelfth level key and reached the thirteenth level hunter. At the same time, he also had a new feeling, which he had never felt before.
