When Bai Ze bid farewell to Mu Chen from the coach's camp and returned to his military camp, it was already dark.
He rode in, but unexpectedly, in the thin snow of the camp, there was a man who had been waiting for him for a long time.
In the harsh winter in the north, snow is falling again.
Bai Ze's eyebrows were as frosty as his battle robes billowing gently behind him. The man in the camp was holding an umbrella, wearing a fox fur skirt, and had picturesque features.
"I haven't seen you all night. The young master crossed the other side and entered Zhiwei. It really surprised Youwei." Yu Youwei looked up at the young man on the horse. He was dressed in military uniform and looked even more energetic in the wind and snow.
In Zhiweijing, Bai Ze is dressed in jade bones, and his features are becoming more and more handsome. But when he glanced over, he still couldn't see clearly the details of the girl holding the umbrella.
As always, she seemed to be in the middle of the meandering water, the water mist making it difficult to see what she looked like. It just makes people feel that the dust is floating away, like a fairy in the mortal world.
Bai Ze turned over and dismounted.
"You are the most peculiar woman I have seen in the past ten years." Bai Ze said, looking at Yu Youwei, "You are obviously very dangerous, but you can't help but want to get closer."
"Do I think you are complimenting me?" Yu Youwei smiled slightly and raised the umbrella high to cover the falling snow on the young man's head.
Bai Ze smelled the sweet fragrance of the girl in the snow, looked at her rose-red eyes, his eyes flashed slightly, and said: "This morning, the three armies set off after dinner, bringing two days of dry food with them, vowing to break through Weicheng. Mu Chen asked me to follow him Together, after breaking the city, he followed Lieutenant General Chen Deng and a thousand cavalry from the Pioneer Battalion and rushed into Weicheng. Their horses trampled the Hejia Zongtang in Weicheng."
Zongtang, ancestral hall.
Yu Youwei saw that Bai Ze was changing the subject, but she just smiled and said warmly: "Then I will wait here for your triumphant return."
"Okay." Bai Ze said, got on his horse and rode away in the wind and snow. He himself couldn't figure out why he came back to inform Yu Youwei at this time, so he simply didn't think about it.
But the girl holding the umbrella looked sad after Bai Ze left.
Because she knew that after this battle, the unparalleled boy would probably not be able to come back.
Because the troops rushing to rescue had already crossed the natural chasm. He is coming to Weicheng like an avenger.
That's the army of the dead.
It was the army of the dead who was the leader of the four war gods in the national war, Xian Zhen, who failed to survive the vast Dushan Mountain during the national war seventy years ago.
Sixty thousand.
Excluding the ones that were broken and damaged in Dushan, there were at least 30,000 corpses left.
Heyang City is finished.
In other words, the southern region of Yan Kingdom is over.
The deceased has returned from hell and will continue to write the history that was not completed seventy years ago, completely erasing the Yan Kingdom from the history books of the Northern Territory.
"The sky has changed." Yu Youwei looked at the gloomy sky in the north. Hundreds of miles away, the lonely army finally walked out of Dushan. The first town they encountered, Lefeng Town, suddenly lost all life.
The general riding on the undead war horse with only a skeleton left gave out a ghostly roar, pointed his sword south, and the army rushed south in a hurry.
Tireless.
Next to the undead general, Li Tianxing laughed maniacally, and endless demonic energy enveloped him. The aura of the demonic cultivator could already cover an area of the world!
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After the morning meal, the three armies set off. Bai Ze met Ouyang Mu by chance before going to Weicheng with the army, and learned that he was leaving the Heyang camp and returning to Heyang City. The two separated again.
In addition to Mu Chen's 500 cavalry, the Pioneer Battalion also added 500 silver armored troops from Lieutenant General Chen Deng, for a total of one thousand.
A thousand men and horses lined up. In the strong winter wind, the horses sprayed out thick white steam and marched off in formation, majestic.
Following closely behind were huge siege equipment, a 3,000 kilogram catapult, and a six-foot-high ladder.
In the northern kingdom system, the capital of the monarchy is nine feet high, the princes have six battles, and the nobles are three feet high. The capital city gate has nine tripods, the princes have six tripods, and the nobles have three tripods.
The He family in Weicheng has been a minister for generations. Seventy years ago, He Zhantang made outstanding achievements in the national war and blocked Tian Dan, the first general in Qi State. King Yan Zhao granted permission that Weicheng could be six feet high, as high as the princes.
In this battle, all the 50,000 troops of the Heyang camp were deployed, and the battle line was stretched for more than ten miles. The front army, the middle army, and the rear army advanced rapidly. An hour later, the three armies were stationed and arrived at the gate of Weicheng.
The majestic city wall has long since lost its strength, and the person who defends the city is no longer the first person to defend the city in the national war, He Zhantang. He Zongzheng, the head of the He family in Weicheng, studied under the great Confucian Yuan Tiangang of the Jixia Academy of Qi State, the Confucian master who was known as one of the Seven Sages of Jixia.
It's a pity that He Zongzheng is not Yuan Tiangang's most proud disciple, but the worst one.
The troops from the Heyang camp gathered, and the Weicheng garrison was only thirty thousand. On the six-foot-high city wall, the sergeants of the aristocratic family were panicking when they saw the dense army appearing in the wind and snow.
No one expected that Duke Cheng Zhao Dun was so bold that he dared to march in such bad weather.
Rain, snow, wind, thunder, and bad weather made marching a taboo.
The mountains and forests are dangerous and the terrain is unfavorable, making marching a taboo.
Changing generals in front of the formation will lead to unstable military morale and a taboo on marching.
During the national war seventy years ago, the general of the Jin State marched through the mountains and forests, and his entire army was wiped out.
Song Yu, the general of the Song Dynasty, changed generals before the battle, was completely defeated, and died in the chaos.
No one dared to think that something conclusive in the art of war would be subverted by Zhao Dun. So the spies rushed into the He family's residence in Weicheng on flying horses, saying that the Heyang camp was coming to attack the city. The wind and snow were so tight that they couldn't see the number of people, but when the momentum was huge, He Zongzheng was stunned.
Not only was he confused, but all the heads of the Southern Territory families were also confused. Marching to attack a city in the snow, how could there be such an unconventional strategy?
The siege catapult Zhao Dun pulled from Heyang City did not give them time to react. The catapult with a pulling force of 3,000 kilograms threw stones weighing hundreds of kilograms into the sky, and then slammed into the Weicheng tower.
The wind and snow were getting heavier, making it difficult for the catapults to aim at the city tower. Five huge siege monsters roared murderously in the cold winter wind, and smashed huge stones into Weicheng.
Those hurled stones were like falling epidemics. Hitting the city wall was like an earthquake, making a loud roar. Some of them shattered into powder upon impact with the city wall, and some were deeply embedded in the city wall and fell apart.
More of them flew past the city towers of Weicheng, rushed into Weicheng with huge force, and smashed the houses into ruins in pieces.
Many people were overwhelmed by the ruins before they understood what was going on. Some people watched helplessly as the stones fell from the sky, hit the city road, and created a deep pit. They rolled like monsters and flew hundreds of feet away, crushing the place they passed into a mess.
The Weicheng city tower was knocked off half of its roof by huge hurling stones. The city guard sergeants had no time to escape. Some people screamed and were thrown off the city wall. Some people had no time to scream and were directly covered under the rubble.
Behind the city wall, the camp of a city guarding sergeant was hit by a stone throw, and was suddenly crushed by a huge boulder. It instantly became a hell on earth, with limbs and arms broken, blood dripping, and the sky was filled with wind and snow, and billowing smoke and dust. Some people died with their eyes wide open, full of fear. .
"Set fire!" In front of the formation, deputy general Chen Deng wielded a black-gold halberd and shouted.
Bai Ze looked around and saw that the huge catapult had used up the first batch of catapults. The sergeant moved the huge clay pot held by three people onto the pitcher. Someone used a torch to light the seal of the clay pot, and suddenly a crackling fire shot up into the sky and spread out. The thick black smoke instantly blackened the ignition sergeant's face.
This kind of clay pot is filled with firewood, but the firewood is covered with a kind of dark and thick oil. It is ignited with fire, burns violently, and releases billowing smoke. It cannot be extinguished by pouring water, but will cause the fire to burn. The fire is getting bigger and bigger.
"Get ready!" Chen Deng shouted, "Let go!"
"boom!!--"
Bai Ze looked up at the sky, it was like a falling star. I saw a row of huge burning clay pots rising into the sky, with fiercely burning tails. The billowing smoke was their flight path, like the claws of the god of death.
Or it might hit the city wall of Weicheng with a bang, shaking the towers with a thud, igniting deadly fires in the wind and snow, and sending thick smoke billowing.
Or fly directly into Weicheng, hit the houses, and immediately ignite everything nearby that can be ignited.
Fires broke out in all directions in Weicheng, accompanied by billowing black smoke. Looking from above, it was so tragic and terrifying.
After three rounds of release, the cries rising to the sky in the city had overwhelmed the sound of the biting cold wind, and all the three armies could hear it.
"Attack the city." Zhao Dun, the commander of the Heyang Army, gave the order. The drummers beat the drums bare-chested. The sound of the drums spread ten miles away. Five hundred people saw the ladder being pushed up and put up on the Weicheng wall. The brave siege sergeants who were not afraid of death swarmed up and tried to attack the city. Climb the city head and capture the city.
"boom!!"
The huge crash car was pushed to the six tripod-heavy city gate of Weicheng, and hit the city gate hard, trying to open the mouth to enter Weicheng.
For a time, the battlefield was full of armored warriors, and shouts of killing rushed into the gloomy sky of Weicheng.
The soldiers guarding the city suffered heavy casualties, but there were still people alive who rushed to the city wall and organized counterattacks.
"Slingers, hit me hard!" The Weicheng general roared from the top of the city, "I will kill all the bastards from the Heyang army who hit the door!"
Behind the gate of Weicheng, two hundred people crowded towards the gate and squeezed behind the gate to prevent the Heyang army from breaking through the gate.
The battering posts outside the door are wrapped with a thick layer of copper to prevent them from breaking. With each impact, the huge impact force squeezed the Weicheng defenders inside the door. Some people could not resist the huge pressure of the front and rear attacks. Under the impact, their orifices bled and they were crushed to death.
The Weicheng defenders closest to the city gate were even more miserable. They were all dead. They were squeezed and deformed by two huge forces, and their armors were all out of shape.
"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows!" the centurion roared from the Weicheng tower.
There are only two ladders in Daying, Heyang, which are flush with the city wall of Weicheng. Each ladder can hold five hundred people, and it is pushed by rolling logs to slowly approach the city wall of Weicheng.
More people set up six-foot-long ladders and bravely climbed to the tower, but suffered heavy casualties in the hail of arrows.
The door-bumping sergeant was seriously injured by stones rolling down from his head. The shield-bearer raised his shield to protect the door-buster. One person died and the other caught him.
Bai Ze was shocked by the cruel sight in front of him.
"This is the battlefield." Mu Chen pressed his sword with his right hand, sat high on the horse, side by side with Bai Ze, and said to him: "A Shura world of blood and fire."
Every time a city is built, its foundation will be set up by masters of magic to set up a tyrannical array to weaken the destructive power of the monks' true energy moves to destroy the city.
Therefore, siege warfare has always been the most brutal war in the Northern War.
"Yeah." Bai Ze nodded, but his voice was trembling.
He couldn't tell whether he was afraid on this furious battlefield, or whether he couldn't suppress the lion-like desire from the bottom of his heart——
The desire for bloody battles.
