Every thunderbolt fell from the top of the city, and a sheet of flesh and blood flew across the area within a few feet. The flesh and blood bodies of the men and horses were vulnerable to the power of the thunderbolt. The flying shrapnel penetrated the body and tore apart the flesh and blood. Amidst the wailing and wailing, he killed everything around him without restraint.
In this era, such powerful firearms not only bring large-scale destruction, but also the fear caused by lack of understanding, which destroys the hearts of every soldier all the time.
This kind of deterrence will give people an illusion - if the number of thunderbolts is endless, then the city gate in front of them is insurmountable. No matter how many soldiers and horses are bombarded by thunderbolts, they will just be useless. It is absolutely impossible to defeat a wardog...
This was a fatal blow to the morale of the rebels.
It is a ragtag group of people who have been put together. When there are many people and the tide is going smoothly, it is better. But once the situation is unfavorable and the war situation is not going well, various mental changes will inevitably occur. In serious cases, morale will suddenly collapse. Not impossible.
For example, the thunder that fell from the top of the city at this moment shook the earth and shook the earth. The explosive debris swept everything. The rebels who had rushed to the city were blown away. I don't know who suddenly shouted, turned around and ran back, and the soldiers around them shot away. Move your whole body and follow him blindly. The soldiers who rushed up from behind didn't know why, and were immediately trapped.
Between the advance and retreat, the rebel formations below the city were in chaos.
Soldiers galloped and wailed, and siege equipment such as ladders, crash carts, and archery towers were either blown up by thunder, or abandoned. The originally aggressive offensive was instantly chaotic. Changsun Jiaqing, who was riding in the rear, almost spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision went dark and he almost fell off his horse.
"The rabble, they are all the rabble..." Changsun Jiaqing trembled with anger. He suddenly pulled out his sword and said to the supervising team beside him: "Step forward to stop the defeated troops. Whether it is a soldier or a general, whoever dares to take a step back will be killed." Pardon! Mother! I am standing here today. Either I will attack the city and capture the Daming Palace, or I will kill all these rabbles one by one to avoid being pissed to death by them!"
"Here!"
The supervising team received the order and quickly rode forward to stand between the front army and the middle army. Anyone who retreated, whether they were timid and fled or were being coerced, would be slashed with steel swords, with blood splattering and wailing all over the ground, and countless people collapsed. The soldiers were killed by the sword.
The momentum of collapse did stop a little.
But this is not enough. Although the soldiers have stopped collapsing, their morale is low and they are timid and afraid of fighting. How can they capture the Yamato Gate and occupy the Daming Palace?
Changsun Jiaqing was very aware of the importance of this battle. The Yuwenlong tribe was attacked by the main force of Youtun Guards led by Gao Kan on the bank of Yong'an Canal, which was likely to be a disaster. In this way, it would be equivalent to using the sacrifice of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses from the Yuwen Long tribe to create opportunities for power offensives along the way. It would be fine if he won a complete victory. Once he collapsed and lost, it was not just his eldest grandson Jiaqing who would be responsible for this. , the entire Changsun family has to bear the wrath of the Guanlong clan!
This battle can only be won but not defeated.
The eldest grandson, Jiaqing, was holding a horizontal sword in his hand. He turned around and raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Where is the second son of the eldest grandson?"
"exist!"
Not far behind him, several generals and commanders wearing armor agreed in unison. These are the descendants of the eldest grandson family, commanding the most elite and last private army of the eldest grandson family. Now at the critical moment, the eldest grandson Jiaqing does not care about preserving his strength, and simply burns all the boats to complete his achievements in one battle!
The eldest grandson Jiaqing aimed his sword at the Yamato Gate not far away and said loudly: "This is the gateway to the Daming Palace. As long as we capture it, the entire Daming Palace will be under our control, and then we can swoop down to take the Xuanwu Gate. , The battle is a success! Sons and sons, do you dare to risk your life and charge, win this gate for the head of the family, and create the great cause of the eldest grandson family's glory?!"
These words immediately boosted the morale of the soldiers of the Changsun family to its peak.
"Don't turn your heels!"
"Don't turn your heels!"
More than ten thousand eldest son's private soldiers raised their arms and shouted, their faces red, and the violent sound swept around them, shocking all the soldiers, feeling the morale rising to the sky.
Although in the history of the "Six Towns of the Northern Wei Dynasty", the Changsun family was not as prominent and profound as the Yuwen family, but thanks to the literary, Taoist and military strategies of the previous generation head of the family, Changsun Sheng, the Changsun family had laid an extremely solid foundation. When Changsun Wuji came to power and became the head of the family, he led the family to help His Majesty Li Er sweep across the world and became the veritable "No. 1 Guanlong Noble", and the family's power naturally skyrocketed.
Today, while the Yuwen family only has a reputation as the "Military Lord of Woye Town", the Changsun family is truly powerful and powerful. Until now, the Changsun family has been fighting on the front line as the backbone of this mutiny, and has naturally suffered the greatest losses.
However, even so, the power of the Changsun family is not comparable to that of other Guanlong clans.
The eldest grandson, Jiaqing, nodded with satisfaction and shouted: "Go ahead!"
"rush!"
Wuwuwu——
The horn sounded again, and the private army of more than ten thousand eldest sons of the Sun family was neatly arrayed and well-equipped, and they launched a charge towards the Yamato Gate not far away. The chaotic soldiers along the way were so frightened that they could only turn around and follow the charge under the coercion of Changsun's private army, otherwise they would be trampled to pieces by the rigorous array...
The defenders on the city looked at this scene in amazement. It was like sea water. Previously, wolves were running like wolves running wildly when the tide receded, and then the sea water poured back into the waves and crashed on the shore. It was even more ferocious than before.
This time, the Changsun family's private troops who charged forward were obviously more disciplined and more morale. They were facing the rain of bullets flying overhead and risked being blown away by thunder at any time, pushing the ladder and the crash car to the ground. At the bottom of the city, a ladder was set up. The soldiers held the horizontal knives in their mouths and climbed up the ladder without fear of death. Many soldiers pushed the carts and slammed them against the city gate. Every time, the heavy city gate was hit. There was a thud and a slight tremor.
In the distance, an archery tower was also erected. The rebel crossbowmen climbed to the top of the archery tower and tried to suppress the defenders at the top of the city with their crossbows.
Above and below the city, the fighting suddenly became fierce, and the defenders began to suffer casualties.
The brave and fearless charge of Zhang Sun's private army finally made the morale of the whole army recover. In addition, the supervising team behind them stood menacingly with bloody swords. The soldiers did not dare to flee, so they could only bite the bullet and follow Zhang Sun. The Furniture Army charged again from behind.
Tens of thousands of rebels surrounded this section of the city wall, which was hundreds of feet long, and attacked wildly. The defenders on the city were weak and could only disperse all their troops. Each soldier was responsible for a section of the city wall to defend against the enemy from climbing to the top of the city. The defense was very difficult. .
Liu Shenli slashed down a rebel who had climbed up to the top of the city, wiped the hot blood on his face, came to Wang Fangyi's side, and said quickly: "Captain, please quickly let the armored cavalry take off their armor as well." , come up to the city and help defend the city, otherwise you won’t be able to bear it!”
It's not that the defenders are not brave enough, it's that the city wall that needs to be defended is too long and the number of troops is too small. In such a short period of time, the rebels changed the focus of their attack several times. Sometimes they were in the east, sometimes in the west, and sometimes they stormed the front of the city tower. As a result, the defenders were exhausted and almost lost the entire city to the rebels.
Insufficient troops are the biggest problem faced by the defenders. No matter how small the rebels are, they can still bite people if they have too many private lice...
The only backup force is the more than a thousand armored cavalry who are still waiting inside the door at this moment.
Wang Fangyi shook his head decisively: "Absolutely not!"
Liu Shenli said anxiously: "Why not? Brothers are not willing to fight to the death. They are really weak and care about one thing and not the other. Let the heavy cavalry go to the top of the city. At least there will be more people and we can defend it for a longer time."
From the very beginning, the mission of their army was to hold back Changsun Jiaqing's troops. Even if they could not keep them out of the city, they would still bite them tightly to buy more time for Gao Kan's troops on the other side. As long as the Yuwenlong tribe is annihilated or defeated, the reserve army left behind in the camp can immediately rush to the Daming Palace to confront Changsun Jiaqing's tribe head-on.
The defenders can't stand the Yamato Gate. The rebels outside are twenty times as many as the defenders. How can they defend it?
But Wang Fangyi doesn’t think so.
He was about to speak when the wind roared in his ears. He quickly raised his hand and swung his knife to knock down an arrow flying towards Liu Shenli's head. Then he said: "Have you seen the situation below the city? Although there are many people in the mob, They have no morale at all, like a dolphin or a dog! All they rely on are the more than ten thousand private troops of the Changsun family. Once the private army of the Changsun family is defeated, the morale of the rest will collapse and they will collapse on the spot."
Liu Shenli was startled and his eyes widened: "Could it be that the captain wanted the cavalry to attack and counterattack without defending?"
This is too courageous!
(End of chapter)
