"yes."
Zhang Jin clasped his fists again, tightened the reins of his horse, and galloped forward. He shouted: "My sons, you can raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while."
"Show your courage and risk your lives. For Beishan Castle and for Duke Wu. Capture this river city!"
"kill!!!!"
Zhang Jin used all his strength and roared.
The word "kill" has a long tail sound, high-pitched and long.
"kill!!!!"
The soldiers raised their weapons with all their strength, and then roared angrily. The sound soared into the sky, and the situation suddenly changed.
"Dong dong dong!" A strong drummer struggled to swing the drum hammer, causing the drum to vibrate.
"Click, click!!"
The soldiers of the first team pushed heavy siege equipment such as ladder trucks, well trucks, and wooden curtain trucks. The wheels rolled over the fertile fields full of rice stubble, slowly heading towards the strong and tall city wall of Jiang County.
The soldiers hiding behind the car encouraged each other.
"Brothers. The captain is right. Raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a while. We were protected by the general, survived the hands of the Mongolians, and lived a peaceful life. Since Beishan Fort protected us, the officials It’s also about integrity. For us, for our families. It’s time to throw away our heads and shed our blood.”
While following the wooden curtain car, a small flag officer looked at the brothers beside him and spoke loudly from the bottom of his heart.
"That's right. Even if it's not for the present, it's also for the future. Drive out the Tartars and regain Liaodong. Our descendants will not have to be humiliated by the Meng Yuan people."
Another flag officer also roared with all his strength.
The morale of the soldiers in Beishan Fort was extremely high. Under the leadership of these officers, morale became even higher.
The tough men, with unyielding eyes open, raised their heads and looked in the direction of Jiangcheng, as if they wanted to bite it and tear him into pieces.
For the general, for Beishan Fort, and for Yan Han.
Jiangcheng must be conquered.
This is the first step to regain Liaodong and expel the Tartars.
"kill!!!!!!!!!!!"
On the city. Zhang Bu held a spear across his back and shouted: "Brothers, I have sent someone to notify Jin Wanhu. Guard for ten days, only ten days. Jin Wanhu will lead reinforcements and come back."
"When the time comes, everyone will be rewarded. If you want money, you will have money, if you want food, you will have food, if you want women, you will have women."
"I am half Zhang, Zhang Bu. I swear in the name of my ancestors that I will never break my promise."
"kill!!!!"
Zhang Bu is brave and talented, and he also knows that in troubled times, only those with soldiers in their hands have power. He treats his soldiers like famous generals in ancient times, giving them generous support and kindness.
Eaters are short-tongued and take advantage of others softly.
At this time, it was not an ambush, but under the protection of the city wall. The soldiers from tens of thousands of Han households were filled with enthusiasm and roared to kill with all their strength. We must live and die with General Zhang.
Needless to say, the Meng Yuan soldiers' will to fight has never weakened.
The generals on both sides are not idle people.
Zhang Bu was sitting in the city, but he was temporarily imposing.
Time passes slowly.
Pushed by the soldiers, the well cart arrived at a suitable distance. The archers on the well cart fired arrows at the city wall.
“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”
The arrows were like lightning, hitting Zhang Bujun soldiers on the city wall. But Zhang Bujun's counterattack was ten times stronger than theirs.
The well cart is just a foothold, and there aren't many archers above. The garrison archers on the city wall were densely packed.
"Ahhhh!!!"
An archer of Wu Nianjun was hit by many arrows and turned into a hedgehog. He screamed and fell from the well cart. After struggling for a moment, he died of exhaustion.
When one archer died, another archer took over.
"superior!!!"
Wooden curtain trucks, ladder trucks, etc. continued to move forward, covering the advance of a large number of soldiers.
"Dong dong dong!!!!" The wooden curtain car with a huge shield successfully blocked the arrows on the city, and the sound was endless for a while.
"Don't shoot their wooden chariots. Wait until their soldiers come out before shooting them." Zhang Bu couldn't help shouting when he saw that his men were inexperienced.
Zhang Bujun's archers on the city suddenly calmed down, or carefully watched the situation below the city, or exchanged shots with Wu Nianjun on the well truck.
soon.
The ladder siege vehicle arrived at the bottom of the city, and soldiers immediately controlled the mechanism to slowly place the ladder on the city wall.
"Get some oil!!!!" an officer from Zhang Bujun shouted.
"Pfft!!!" Several Zhang Bujun's warriors picked up the large iron pot and poured the boiling oil in the iron pot.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The soldiers of Wu Nian's army hiding behind the ladder truck suffered a great disaster. For a while, the sound of screams could not be heard without stopping. Heavy armor can protect against arrows, but it cannot protect against the hot oil.
"Don't scratch it with your hands, the skin will ulcerate. Turn your pain into courage. Charge forward. After capturing the city, smear the wounds with lard. If you die, sacrifice your life for the general. You will never regret it."
Wu Nianjun Xiaoqi, whose hands were burned, yelled, jumped onto the ladder truck with all his strength, and climbed the ladder using both hands and feet.
A "touch" sound.
A big rock fell and hit him on the head. Without saying a word, he rolled and fell from the ladder, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Master Li!!!" The soldiers under his command exclaimed, and then their eyes turned blood red. One of the men stood up and said: "The dead eggs fall into the sky. Go up!!!"
A man named Wu Nianjun and a subordinate named Zhang Jin risked their lives to climb the city wall, just like moths flying into the flames. They knew they would die but had no regrets.
kill! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The wooden curtain car also stopped steadily. Some shield soldiers spread out from both sides of the wooden curtain car and set up a long line of cover.
The archers quickly dispersed, hid behind their shields, sat down on the ground, then took out the arrows from the quiver on their waist, and took a deep breath.
"Fuck the Mongolian people!!!!" A Wu Nianjun archer in his twenties spat out a mouthful of phlegm, cursed, then gritted his teeth and stood up.
The moment he emerged, he let go of the bowstring in his hand.
With a "boom" sound, the bowstring vibrated, and black arrows flew towards the city. After he finished, without even looking at it, he sat down on the ground again and hid himself behind the shield soldier.
On the battlefield, there were many soldiers and horses on both sides. The archer only needs to shoot the arrow according to the approximate range, and there will always be a blind cat and a dead mouse.
The key is not to shoot accurately, but to shoot all the arrows in your hand in a short period of time.
is the rate of fire.
"Whoosh!!!" The archer from Wu Nianjun shot three arrows in a row, but with the fourth arrow, he was not so lucky. He was shot in the neck as soon as he popped up and fell to the ground.
The companion glanced at him without any hesitation, dragged his body back, and took out the remaining arrows from his quiver. Then he bent his bow and shot an arrow.
The siege battle is the most heroic.
Only the strong can defeat the strong.
On the battlefield, even sadness must be suppressed.
