The first round of attacks is bow and arrow.
The thousand-man archer phalanx at the front of the Fish Scale Formation leaned up and fired arrows, and the sharp arrows went straight to the tower. The soldiers on the tower raised rows of wooden curtains to block the rain of arrows. When they wanted to free their hands to counterattack, another round of arrows came from below.
There was no way to fight back on the tower for a while. The soldiers seemed to be helpless by the sudden siege. The soldiers who rushed to rescue were also blocked by the rain of arrows and were unable to move forward for a while.
After ten rounds of intensive arrow rain, the archers dispersed to the two wings, revealing the protruding vanguard phalanx.
The vanguard pushed forward catapults, ladders and other siege equipment. The catapults aimed at the places where they had hit the city when they harassed the city, and hit them again. As they expected, the soldiers on the tower immediately concentrated their forces and went to guard the hit areas. Other places There will be a vacancy in the guard.
Taking this opportunity, the ladder quickly leaned against the city wall. The iron hook at the top of the ladder hooked the edge of the city. He gently held up the wooden curtain to block the arrows shot from the top of the tower. He quickly climbed up the ladder and jumped up with a knife and gun. The city tower dropped the iron caltrops and first blew up the city gate guards so that they retreated.
A commander looked into Jeju City during the fighting and saw bright lights in the west, numerous figures, and soldiers in the camp gathering in a panic.
We can't wait for the Mo army to come to the city.
The commander shouted "Enter the city", and the soldiers behind him were like a wave. Tens of thousands of them rushed towards the city. The soldiers on the city could not resist and they were defeated all the way to the streets of the city.
The soldiers of the Yongzhen Army took this opportunity and rushed into the city in waves, trying to open the city gate and cooperate with the inside and outside.
Another commander climbed up to the top of the city. There was no obstruction on the top of the city. The vanguard all rushed to the streets and fought westward.
He saw that the soldiers of the Mo Family Army were also fleeing all the way to the west. They did not use all their strength when counterattacking, but seemed to be luring the enemy.
Fell into a trap.
"Go back!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, "go back! Don't enter the city!"
The flag on the side had not wavered yet, and amid the noise, they actually heard the sound of bows and strings being drawn!
Not one bow, but countless crossbows drew the strings in an instant.
The next moment, densely packed feather arrows were shot out from the vacant house. Before the Yongzhen Army on the street could recover, they were already pierced by thousands of arrows.
Then rows of soldiers in black armor suddenly emerged, drew their swords towards the tower, and roared in unison: "Kill!"
There were sounds of killing.
The commander of the Yongzhen Army shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"
But his heart-rending roar was drowned out by the intensive fighting. The soldiers in the fish scale formation below the city tower were still charging upwards. It wasn't until the sharp blades rolled towards their necks like a storm that they realized that the Mo army was not in a panic, but in a panic. There was an ambush already.
The counterattack swept across like a gust of wind and rain.
The commander wanted to retreat from the ladder, but there were soldiers climbing up below. As soon as he stepped down, he felt a sudden pain in his chest. Before he had time to check, hot oil poured down from the ladder. His hand slipped and his whole body fell down. Fall.
The Mo army was divided into four groups, guarding the west, south and north city gates. They used bows and arrows and heavy crossbows to kill the Yongzhen army below. They used hot oil, big rocks and fire to destroy the siege equipment. They used elite soldiers to Kill the outcropping Yongzhen army.
Below the tower, they recovered from the fierce counterattack. However, there was no military order, so they could only advance but not retreat. The ladder kept advancing, and the soldiers continued to fall from high places. They fell on corpses, in a pool of blood, and in the mud, and their bones were shattered.
After fighting one after another, the continuous offensive under the tower finally stopped, leaving only the flames on the siege machine that remained unquenched for a long time.
Almost all of the 10,000 vanguards of the Yongzhen Army were wiped out, no less than 2,000 were seriously injured, and countless others were lightly injured.
On the tower, Mo Lingfeng held a knife in one hand and wiped the blood on his face with the other, and evacuated from the female wall.
There were piles of corpses around him, and the blood was thick. Every step he took seemed to be torn apart by the blood.
The main force and generals of the army below the city tower were not injured. She and Tang Baichuan did not win or lose in this siege battle.
When she walked downstairs, she saw Wu Jin, who had arrived at some unknown time, wearing a half-worn straight-sleeved gown, standing among the mess on the ground.
Wu Jin walked towards Mo Lingfeng: "Are you injured?"
? "
His footsteps were light and he made almost no sound, but he still left a series of bloody footprints behind him.
Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "Ambush battles are easy to fight, why are you here?"
"Let me take a look."
At this time, the genius just shined.
The Golden Crow leaped up, shining brightly, shining on the pool of blood, the enemy's red embroidered shirts, and the iron armor, and a bright and colorful light flowed across the land.
When sunlight shines on a person's body, there are shadows on the face. The light and shadow on the face are uncertain, and the light and shade change. Even the person's eyes are trapped in the shadow of the eyebrow bone, making it difficult to see clearly.
The spring breeze was not gentle, blowing Wu Jin's robe like a sharp blade, trying to cut away the benevolence in Wu Jin that resonated with the saints.
Wu Jin could have stayed in the magistrate's office like other civil servants, out of sight, but he still came out to take a look - to see the murderous karma he had created.
"General!" Nomad Qing chased him down from the tower, "General, should we throw the enemy corpses away or burn them?"
Mo Lingfeng stopped and said, "Throw it away."
Nomadic Minister nodded: "The enemy soldiers still have injured people in the city, so I'll throw them out too."
Wu Jin suddenly said: "General, it is better to dig a big pit and bury the enemy's corpses in Nancheng. The injured will be imprisoned and treated. One day, when the general goes east and south, the people will naturally submit to you knowing your benevolence."
Mo Lingfeng looked at him and saw that his crown and clothes were blown to his body by the wind, but he was still standing upright. His bones were harder than iron armor, and he was straighter and colder than cedars.
He learned how saints established their minds, bodies, and worlds. The more they were ravaged by wind and rain, the more they could see their bones.
She did not refute him, waved her hand to the Nomad Qing to do it, walked towards the central tent, walked out for about ten steps, and stopped again: "Wu Jin."
Wu Jin also stopped and faced her: "Yes."
Mo Lingfeng said: "The chapter on the world in "Zhuangzi" says, 'This is why the way of inner sage and outer king is dark but not bright, depressed but not rising. People in the world each have their own way and take their own approach." Although it is Taoism , but the same is true for the royal way of letting go. Internally cultivating saints and externally doing meritorious deeds are acts of separation, which are dark but not clear. "
Wu Jin nodded: "What the general said is reasonable, but I want to kill too much, which will not be a good thing for the world. The general does not want to become a saint, so I will do it. The general specializes in the kingly way."
After saying that, he bowed his hands.
As long as their hearts are united, they, the king and his ministers, will not be separated.
Mo Lingfeng accepted his courtesy without moving away. After he stood up straight, he reached out and grabbed his hand, held it in his hand, and walked towards the central tent.
Wu Jin whispered: "Listen to the wind."
They are no longer king and subject, but husband and wife.
"Well," Mo Leifeng responded, "if you do this, those people will not accept your kindness. You will still be regarded as a rebellious official and traitor in the history books, and even your previous death remonstrance will be added to the conspiracy. "
She stroked his hand gently.
He is tall and has long fingers. His nails are trimmed close to his flesh and he has exceptionally clean hands.
"It's not important," Wu Jin held her back, "I don't care about this."
