Speaking of defending the city.
Wu Nian had extremely rich experience in fighting the Mongolians. But all his experience comes from relying on the terrain of a small mountain fort, such as the Beishan Fort, to fight against a small group of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers.
The war in Haitian City is completely different.
A total of four fully-organized Wanhu, amidst the vibration of drums, launched their siege vehicles and simultaneously launched an attack on Haitian City.
The power is incomparable.
"Click, click!" Meng Yuan soldiers pushed the well cart and slowly approached the city. The moment the well truck stopped, the archers from both sides began to fight.
“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”
Countless arrows shot towards the Meng Yuan archers on the well cart. While dodging, the Meng Yuan archers took the time to stand up and shoot arrows at the guards on the city.
The Wei army had the upper hand, and each of the Mongolian and Yuan archers was hit by arrows and fell onto the well cart, or rolled over and fell to pieces.
However, the Mongolian archers in the well cart boarded the platform of the well cart one after another, took over the dead man's position, and continued to shoot with the Wei army.
With the help of the cover of our own archers, the wooden curtain truck and ladder truck continued to move forward to the city. The Mongolian soldiers controlled the mechanism and set up the ladder on the city wall.
A large number of Mongolian soldiers behind the wooden curtain car rushed out without fear of death, climbed the ladder, and tried to climb the city wall.
A "touch" sound. A huge stone fell from the sky and hit a Mongolian soldier on the head. The Mongolian soldier rolled his eyes without saying a word and fell from the ladder.
"Brothers, that's how it's done. Be quick and accurate. Don't be afraid. If you die, we'll all have the strength to go to hell together. Even the King of Hell will be afraid of us when he sees us."
One of the guardsmen who took action laughed heartily and taught the militia how to fight.
"Pfft" sound. As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow hit him in the neck. He glanced down, opened his mouth and let out a hearty laugh, then threw himself forward and rushed towards the ladder.
A "touch" sound. He used his body to knock down a wave of Mongolian soldiers climbing the ladder.
died. He's still fighting, too.
"Lord Xiaoqi!!!" After seeing this scene, the surrounding soldiers' eyes were filled with tears, and murderous intent rushed straight to their foreheads.
"Kill!!!!" A soldier took over the little flag's position, picked up the stone, and threw it hard at a Mongolian soldier below. His aim was insufficient and he only hit the opponent's shoulder. But it also instantly caused the Meng Yuan soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness.
"Hmph." The Meng Yuan warrior's face turned pale, then turned red, and he let out a painful groan and fell to the ground.
Facing the attack of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers from four thousand households, the soldiers of the Wei Army performed their duties and no one flinched.
Under their cover, the militia in the city grew rapidly.
"Kill!!!" A militiaman wearing captured armor also picked up a huge stone, bent down, and hit a Mongolian soldier hard.
"Kill!!!" An unprotected sixty-year-old militiaman held a sharp spear and stabbed a Mongolian soldier on the city wall, but unfortunately he was killed by the Mongolian soldier. Counterattack.
However, the actions of the sixtieth militiamen bought time for the soldiers of the Wei Army. A soldier rushed forward and pushed the Mongolian soldier out of the city wall.
"Ahhhhh!!!" This Meng Yuan warrior was dancing in the air with his hands and feet, screaming full of fear.
"Did you see that? Even the Mongolian people of the "fighting nation" will be afraid before death. They are just mortals. One nose, two eyes. How are they different from us?"
A battle-hardened veteran of the Guard Army laughed loudly, wiped the blood from his face, and charged at a Mongolian soldier with a spear in hand.
Soldiers from both sides fought to the death on and off this solid city wall.
The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers with four thousand households were certainly an extraordinary fighting force. But Haitian City’s defense and Wei Changqing’s heroic spirit.
As well as the tens of thousands of elite soldiers under Wei Ru's command, they are also no small matter. The two sides fought from morning to evening, with no winner or loser.
This terrifying battlefield is like a meat grinder with full power. Bodies are produced all the time.
The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, the Wei soldiers and the militiamen are all equal at this moment. No one is more noble than anyone else.
Everyone died generously and fought heartily.
"Ding ding ding!!!!" When the afterglow of the sun began to burn half of the sky red. In the Meng Yuan military camp, the rapid sound of gold and iron resounded.
The Meng Yuan soldiers who heard the sound of ringing gold immediately retreated like the tide. Subsequent soldiers could not come up, and the soldiers who boarded the city became abandoned and were quickly killed by the Wei army.
"Did you see it? My father is protecting me. In this city, I am invincible." The armor with three arrows inserted into it and three more wounds on the body was raised up. The spear roared towards the sky.
Although she is a female general, she is still very angry.
"General!!! General!!!"
"General Wei!!!"
After a day of fierce fighting, Wei Lu's soldiers and militiamen were very tired, but after listening to Wei Lu's words, they were still in high spirits, with infinite strength in their bodies. They raised their weapons and roared like mountains and tsunamis.
Praise General Wei Changqing.
It’s easy to shake a mountain.
It’s hard to shake a city.
It is even more difficult to conquer a city guarded by a powerful army.
If the Liaodong general's army had half the combat strength of the Wei army. How could there be the shame of the fall of the entire Liaodong territory, and how could the Mongolian people dare to claim to be a "combatant nation".
There is only one war nation in this world.
Yan Han! ! ! !
Since "he" was born, countless nations have been destroyed. But "he" always exists, standing erect like Mount Tai.
"Send women up immediately. Carry the wounded soldiers down and treat them well."
"Let the Huotou Army bring the food. The first batch of soldiers guarding the city at night will eat first. There is no room for sloppiness in the battle against the Meng Yuan people."
"It's not enough to fight them off once. We have to fight them off ten, a hundred times."
Wei Ru shouted and ordered his officers to deal with the aftermath. Then she entered the city gate tower, and several female soldiers followed her in with hot water and medicine for injuries.
The city gate tower then closed.
The female soldier carefully unhooked Wei Ru's armor and used scissors to cut open Wei Ru's underwear to heal her injuries.
Wei Ru knelt down on a bearskin cushion and was still being treated by a female soldier. There was no pain on his face, and he was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
The generals fought more than a hundred battles.
Dozens of people were injured.
nice!
