At the top of Xinzheng City, a Korean Army officer patrolled the city defense as usual and asked nonchalantly to the Korean soldiers who were responsible for keeping an eye on the Qin Army's camp: "What's going on with the Qin Army today?"
Although the words came out of his mouth, the officer did not think there would be any movement from the Qin army.
It is strange to say that the Qin army has never attacked the city since the defeat in the first battle. It is completely different from the rumored tiger and wolf army. It was as if it was frightened by the Korean army. It never launched an attack again, but just Surrounding Xinzheng like this is like besieging them to death.
However, it has been confirmed that several large granaries in Xinzheng City have abundant reserves, which are enough to feed the people of Xinzheng City for at least three years. If you save some, even five years will not be enough.
Moreover, I heard in recent days that some nobles were in rebellion and were all wiped out. More food was collected from the treasury of those noble men. Maybe the Qin army outside was starving to death, but they could still have a full meal.
"Nothing happened." The answer of the Korean soldiers was also what the officer expected, but one of the Korean soldiers sniffed, looked at the Qin Army camp, and sniffed the air coming from the Qin Army camp. The smell of meat made me unable to help complaining, "But this Qin army is really generous as my mother. They have broth every day and can eat meat once every three days. Although we don't have to worry about eating and drinking, we may not have tasted meat for a long time." ”
"It's good to be full. In the past, the army's food and salary were deducted by layers of officials. We only had a small bowl of corn in our mouths, and we couldn't even eat enough." Another older Korean soldier replied. road.
Canglong Qisu's influence on people's hearts has been visibly reduced. Although the Korean soldiers still have a strong will to resist, they are no longer so pure and mixed with some other thoughts.
Listening to the envious tone of his subordinates, the officer kicked the older Korean soldier angrily: "You old boy, if you keep talking nonsense, sooner or later your tongue will be pulled out."
The Korean army on the top of the city did not notice at all that the smoke from the Qin army's camp was half an hour earlier than before, nor did they notice that the Qin army was eating meat even though it was an early meal.
The power of Canglong Qisu only hypnotized their will and strengthened their physical fitness to a certain extent, but South Korea did lack generals who were good at fighting and did not notice these subtle differences at all.
Although Wei Zhuang can detect these subtle changes, Wei Zhuang cannot always appear on the front line. After all, he is a general. He must coordinate the overall situation and mobilize the defense of the four gates of Xinzheng, rather than guarding a certain city head at all times.
"Woo——! Wu——! Wu——!"
The smoke gradually stopped, and the Qin soldiers who had finished eating the meat gathered excitedly under the sound of horns.
Experienced veterans knew that there was a battle to be fought today when they knew that today's breakfast was meaty.
For more than half a month, the Qin army has been besieging Xinzheng City without attacking, which made the Qin soldiers a little anxious.
For the soldiers of the Six Nations, it would be a good thing not to have to fight and to be surrounded but not attacked.
But for the Qin army, which was awarded military honors, this was a wasted time, just like a hunter putting away his bow, arrows and traps and lazing around at home.
This is intolerable to the hard-working old Qin people.
Moreover, in the past few days, the Korean soldiers at the top of the city often shouted that the so-called tiger and wolf divisions of the Qin army were just paper tigers. They were too timid to attack the city after a setback. They said that Zhang Ji was also a timid and incompetent rat who rose to power by flattery. The lucky minister.
The Qin army was humiliated and the coach was humiliated. How could the old Qin people endure this?
Their coach had already proven his ability in the Battle of Hezong, and he was still the descendant of Lord Wu An. This was clearly a deliberate humiliation by the enemy.
The suffocating Qin army quickly rallied under the urging of officers at all levels, but what was strange was that there were several strange-shaped machine beasts placed in front of the military formation, like pangolins.
Recalling the machine bat wing that fell from the sky half a month ago, many Qin soldiers speculated that it was the Mo family's machine beast, and their confidence suddenly increased.
Many old Qin soldiers with many years of combat experience have seen the power of the Mohist machine beasts, but the machine beasts in the past were their enemies. People in the Chu and Mo line like to use the machine beasts to help countries attacked by Qin defend their cities. , and the Mohist machine beasts, especially the killing machine white tiger, can always cause huge casualties to the Qin army, but this time these machine beasts seem to have become friendly forces?
Many generals of the Qin army who had suffered deeply from the machine beasts showed strange expressions. They breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time looked at the Han army at the top of the city with some gloating.
"Dang——! Dang——! Dang——!"
The rumbling war drums echoed on the battlefield and echoed in the hearts of every Qin soldier. If not for the orders from the officers at all levels behind them, they would have rushed to the gate of Xinzheng City.
Outside the east gate of Xinzheng, Huan Yan, who was still looking a little pale, was wrapped in a bandage and stood on a building car looking at the city head of Xinzheng.
His injury is still far from being healed, but it will not affect his command.
Huanjue was a fierce general, brave and ruthless, and good at fighting and storming the city, but he was not a reckless man who only knew how to fight fiercely.
With a bit of brute strength and bloody courage, one can certainly break the formation once or twice, but it cannot last long.
Huan Jue was good at breaking through enemy formations with points. He often focused on the selection of this "point" and observed the enemy's line to find the enemy's weak "point".
Therefore, when it comes to command, Huan Jue also has his own uniqueness.
For this siege, Huanjie allocated more siege equipment, one hundred and fifty men and one siege ladder, and also mobilized three thousand archers with strong bows and crossbows, intending to suppress the archers at the head of Xinzheng City in one fell swoop.
Among the Qin army, the most indispensable thing is archers.
Whenever the Qin army went to any place, they often used bows and arrows to greet the enemy first to shock the enemy's heart and frighten the enemy's courage. Before the two armies officially started fighting, the morale of the troops was already in chaos, so it was naturally difficult to compete with the Qin army.
The horn sounded, and Huan Jue immediately shouted: "Fire the arrow——!"
The three thousand strong bows and crossbows in formation were divided into three teams, taking turns to shoot at the top of Xinzheng City. The dense rain of arrows violently poured towards the archery tower and city walls in a scream!
Suddenly, the top of Xinzheng City was submerged in the rain of arrows, and it was so hazy that it almost disappeared from the Qin army's eyes.
At this moment, the war drums sounded loudly, the pangolin-shaped mechanical beasts trembled at the same time, and the bronze gears rattled.
Gong Shuqiu, who was standing on the top of a building truck with Zhang Ji, looked nervously at the two Potu Saburos at Ximen, nervous but full of expectation.
I am nervous that this is the first appearance of the public loser machine beast in Qin in these years, and I am looking forward to Potu Saburo's meritorious service.
The chatter of the Qin soldiers was not inaudible. Everyone was talking about the Mohist machine beast. They thought that the machine beast in front of the formation was the product of the Mohist family, but they did not expect that it was the machine beast of their Gongshu family.
To say that there is no emotion would be a lie.
The Mohist family and the public loser family are old enemies and have been competing in the art of mechanism for hundreds of years. Naturally, they are holding back anger in their hearts and want to clear their names.
The Gongshu tribesmen who drove Potu Saburo felt the same as Gongshu Chou, but they were more afraid than Gongshu Chou.
People have the emotion of fear. The Gongshu people are not Qin soldiers who are accustomed to killing and life and death. They are naturally afraid of the mighty army at the top of Xinzheng City. When they see waves of people covering the sky, After the rain of arrows, and after hearing the screams and wails from the Korean soldiers at the top of the city, his expression became more complicated.
Obviously, the brutality of the war exceeded the expectations of these Gongshu tribesmen.
But as the drumsticks fell heavily, the sound of war drums spread on the battlefield. No matter how fearful the Gongshu people were, they had to drive Potu Sanlang forward, otherwise the crossbows of the Qin army's law enforcement team would be the first to shoot at them.
In fact, the fear of these Gongshu tribesmen was somewhat unnecessary. Three thousand crossbowmen were divided into three teams and fired at the city. In just one round, the four city gates consumed nearly 40,000 arrows. Such a large-scale fire suppression, the person responsible for logistics The marching director had already begun to curse when he saw him, and greeted the female ancestors of the generals who were responsible for attacking the four city gates.
In this case, the Korean soldiers who had just switched from watching the fun to defending were caught off guard. There were still many civilians at the top of the city who were carrying logs and boulders but had not yet come down to the city. They occupied a place on the top of the city. In this position, facing the rain of arrows, his legs became weak and he did not dare to move at all. It also blocked the mobilization of Han soldiers at the top of the city to a certain extent.
The two Poto Saburos at the west gate ran towards the city gate. The huge weight made the Poto Saburo's limbs fall to the ground with a dull sound as they advanced, and the ground seemed to be shaking.
The Korean soldiers at the top of the city couldn't help but be a little stunned when they looked at the pangolin-like Potu Saburo.
"Then...what is that?"
"Quick! Don't care what it is! Stop them!"
"Fire the arrow!"
For a moment, the Korean archers shot at Potu Sanlang.
However, they lost the opportunity and were suppressed by the Qin army's strong bows and crossbows, which suppressed the city with rain of arrows. Only sporadic arrows were shot from the top of the city to the bottom of the city.
However, Poto Saburo is made of bronze. In the past half month, Gongshu Qiu temporarily modified and added a layer of bronze iron plate outside Poto Saburo's cab. Although it blocked the sight lines on both sides, it greatly reduced the risk of arrows entering the driver's cab. room probability.
But there is indeed a chance of being shot by arrows right in front of the cab. However, Poto Saburo is running very fast. The Gongshu tribe controls Poto Saburo to rush towards the city gate with his head lowered. The cab is located at Poto Saburo's head. It is difficult to be touched by the sporadic arrows.
Most of the arrows landed on the torso of Podo Saburo, making a clanging sound.
As Potu Saburo attracted the attention of the Korean soldiers at the top of the city, another burst of war drums sounded, and the Qin soldiers at the rear also launched a charge towards the city head under the orders of officers at all levels.
Twenty siege ladders were pushed towards the city wall under the tsunami charge of Qin Junshan. As long as the siege ladders set up the city wall and the body of the ladder stood up under the city, the siege battle entered into close combat. The crossbowman is nothing to fear.
