Chapter 140: Defeating the Enemy
Seeing that there were only a few people trying to grab the door at Li Song's place, the officers and soldiers suddenly became bolder, and more and more people came forward. Everyone was cursing and shouting loudly, crowding forward, waving their weapons to make themselves look as powerful and fierce as possible. The several corpses on the ground were almost indistinguishable from human form. Every officer and soldier who came up would chop them a few times as they passed by, staining their weapons with blood. Many of them even smeared the blood on themselves. This is the basis for asking for rewards after the war - there is so much chaos around, you say you killed him? I even said I was the one who killed him! Anyway, as long as there is blood on the weapon, no matter how hard it is, you can still get one or two taels of silver!
Including Li Song, there are only six people left who are barely able to fight at this moment. Rather than saying it was a battle, it would be more appropriate to say that they were resisting on the left and right. All six people had been compressed at the inner city gate, and they were about to be squeezed out of the city in just a few steps. Two wounded brothers lying on the ground half-lying at the feet of a few people, stabbed outwards with a knife in the seam of the person's leg - it may not really be able to stab Gou Guanjun's calf, but it can always make the guy in the front row feel a little bit... If you are afraid, the pressure on the brothers in front of you will be less. It's not that these people are not afraid of death, but everyone knows that surrender in this situation is a dead end. So many dog officers and soldiers are waiting to exchange their heads for rewards - assuming that the two parties switch positions, oneself It must be the same choice. Therefore, if you want to survive, persistence is the only chance.
Li Song has never recovered from his dizziness and brain swelling. Half of the current battle relies on willpower, and the other half relies on muscle memory formed by years of professional military career. It is completely blocked by subconscious reactions. His arms became weaker and weaker, the knife in his hand became heavier and heavier, and the ugly faces of the dog officers and soldiers opposite him became increasingly blurry. Gradually, the noisy shouts of killing seemed to gradually quiet down, and the whole person seemed to be in the void with the invisible force. The opponents struggled in vain. Falling down is only a matter of time, and in the blink of an eye...
"ah!"
A scream in his ear brought Li Songjian's blurred consciousness back to reality. The brother on the right suddenly fell down, and a spear from the back row of officers and soldiers hit him crookedly and pierced his eye socket. Under the severe pain, the brother dropped the steel knife, grasped the barrel of the gun with both hands and fell to his knees. Before he could let go, the spearman was pulled forward by this area, causing the person in front of him to rush into front of Li Song. Li Song couldn't even think about it. Without thinking, he handed the knife forward and thrust it straight into the chest of the worn leather armor. Li Song wanted to draw the knife, but the greasy handle soaked in blood slipped out of his hand. Taking advantage of this chaos, other officers and soldiers took another step forward. The brother on the left stepped back, and his comrade lying at his feet was He tripped and fell on his back. Li Song lost his cover at the same time, and was exposed to the swords and guns of the officers and soldiers with his bare hands!
It’s over!
"A tiger will never be defeated until it dies!" This is the sentence that suddenly popped into the mind of Li Song, who was illiterate at this moment. Li Song had heard Mr. Storyteller tell "The Generals of the Yang Family", and this sentence was the most exciting.
"Duh!"
Facing the officers and soldiers approaching with ferocious smiles, Li Song widened his eyes, used up all the remaining strength in his body, and suddenly shouted at the ferocious face just around the corner, "I will die with my eyes open, and eighteen years later I will die again." What a good man!" Li Song thought to himself, using his hands as a knife, he lunged at them!
Unexpectedly, the guy on the opposite side turned around in fear and ran away. Even the guys who were besieging other companions on both sides dropped their weapons and squeezed through the gaps between the people behind. Li Song jumped into the air, staggered, and almost fell, but was immediately supported by a big hand behind him.
"Good brother! Take a rest and leave the rest to me." A familiar voice came from his ears.
Wang Biao finally arrived.
After regaining his life, Li Song's eyes darkened and he collapsed on the ground. It was time for Brother Wang Biao to deal with the trouble in front of him.
In fact, Wang Biao was not relaxed at all, because the only people he could command were his dozens of subordinates. There is no need to think about Wu Dazhuang's support: he must kill the Xiguan defenders when they are unprepared, and chase them until they completely lose the will to regroup for counterattack and disperse into the mountains. Then they must set fire everywhere, especially completely burning down the gates and city gates. Buildings and arsenals inside the walls, grain depots, and destroying all kinds of guards piled on the walls... It is not easy for hundreds of people to do this. Moreover, even if everything goes well, wait until they find a boat to cross. Jialing River, it's already afternoon anyway; Cheng Xi's few hundred civilians who can barely fight are now fighting with the official army reserve team in the south of the city. Both sides are rookies on the battlefield for the first time. Although there were a large number of officers and soldiers, they were more afraid, and the situation was finally maintained at an equal level; the defenders on the south wall had to rely on Wang Biao's own men to disperse them - it's not that Zhang Hu didn't want to send more A fresh army, but together with Fang Ge's two battalions, there are less than 2,000 soldiers in hand at the end of the attack. If we want to force more than 30,000 people to attack the city, we really can't spare more manpower. The thousands of old and weak people who followed Cheng Xi didn't have any discipline. Well, let alone military discipline. They didn't know anything except going to the city to eat. When they flooded into the city, they completely let go and scattered everywhere. yes. Some robbed in the street, some grabbed whatever they could and stuffed it into their mouths, some hid in civilian houses, and some were even chased back by a few officers and soldiers who made a slight resistance... If you can think of it, let it go. Creating some chaos on fire is the greatest support for Wang Biao.
After all his efforts, he drove away the defenders and Ding Zhuang on the south wall. Wang Biao directed his brothers to pile up the garrison tools on the wall and light them on fire. The two walls of fire could temporarily block the possible dangers on the east and west sides. counterattack, finally able to breathe a little. After fighting in armor for a long time, everyone was so tired that they were almost exhausted. General Wang supported the inner wall and looked at the chaotic scene in the city. He sighed deeply: It seems that the task of grabbing the north gate was assigned by the commander. It can't be completed no matter what - there are surging heads everywhere. Unlike the troops who have clear tactical tasks and are supervised by officers at all levels, people are like insects and ants crawling in all directions without direction. The roads were tightly blocked. Not to mention having to cross the entire city to complete the raid, if they couldn't even reach the halfway point, the brothers would be scattered by the crowd and no one would be able to see the other.
"Go down and set some fires. Then come back and gather." Wang Biao had no choice but to give orders to the fruit leaders. The South Gate is safe, but the people outside are still pouring into the city. The defenders have fled far away. The situation at the South Gate will not be reversed for quite some time. Light a few more fire points to create chaos and then gather together for an assault. Hit wherever you can. As for the north gate, you can only rely on the strong attack of the commander and deputy commander.
Outside the north gate of Boryeongfu.
The outer trench has almost been filled in. Four or five passages are already three or more feet wide, and another two are about two feet wide. About two to three hundred people fell motionless on the ground in front of the trench, obviously dead. There were more wounded, almost a thousand at a glance. The lethality of bows and arrows against unarmored soldiers should not be underestimated. Fang Ge muttered a few words to Zhang Hu. The latter shook his head first, looked back at the common people who continued to carry sacks and ran to the trench, then pointed to the city head and said: "Wait a minute, the archers have just rotated. After one round, there is still some energy left. Let the trench fillers consume them for a while. After one or two sticks of incense have passed, it will be difficult to fully draw the bow. At that time, we can go up the ladder."
Hearing this, Fang Ge's respect for Zhang Hu increased: after all, he was a frontier soldier who fought on the battlefield with his sword licking blood. His bravery aside, his control over the rhythm of the attack was really not that of someone like him who had little actual combat experience. Comparable. I only saw that the passage was almost open, but I didn't expect to take into account the physical fitness of the defenders. As for the fate of the common people, no one would worry about it.
After a while, he noticed that the rain of arrows falling from the top of the city was obviously sparse. Zhang Hu waved his hand, and the soldiers supervising the battle rushed the people of the second echelon onto the battlefield.
About two hundred ladders were carried by the people and rushed towards the north wall. In addition to the ladder lifters, there were about ten people running empty-handed on both sides of each long ladder, ready to replace those who fell to the ground after being shot by arrows. Several horse soldiers from Fange Camp also joined the battle supervising team. Many of the civilians who had just stepped onto the battlefield were frightened by the tragic scenes and cowered away, but the ruthless attacks from around them quickly changed the situation. Because there were many people from Zhaohua and Cangxi mixed in the crowd, the horsemen of Lizhou Guard still chanted some incense and used long poles to beat and intimidate, while Zhang Hu's subordinates were much more fierce, especially those who The riders, who had several arrows stuck in their armor, were venting their anger and fear with killing.
The defenders on the wall immediately gave up their attack on the people carrying the bags, and rained arrows on the heads of the people carrying the ladders. At this time, Zhang Hu sent more than two hundred archers of his own. Next to each archer was a minzhuang holding a large shield for protection. Most of the archers hid behind the shield and began to fire suppressively at the city head - and some of them aimed their arrows at those who had escaped safely from time to time. The people who huddled under the wall and did not dare to put up the ladder!
The ladders are very crudely built, most of them are simple long ladders, with only twenty or thirty of them equipped with pulleys and iron hooks fastened to the wall stacks at the top. When part of the ladder reaches the bottom of the wall, it's time for Niu Youtian and Ning Along to take the stage.
Niu Youtian's men charged into the battlefield with their small bucklers tilted to protect their vital points. The leader carries a steel sword on his back, holds a shield in one hand, and climbs the ladder with the other. Behind him is a spearman who provides protection. A two-foot long spear is placed on the shoulder of the leader and stabs upwards, trying to provide more opportunities for the leader. Plenty of safe space - these are the warriors in the army. When they climb to the crenel, they will seize the fleeting gap and fly up. As long as they are the first to set foot on the city and survive, they will be considered successful. An achievement as important as killing generals and capturing flags - be the first to reach the city! This is a great achievement, and you can join the general class from now on!
"Lean forward and throw the stone! Lean forward and throw the stone!" the officers on the top of the city shouted at the top of their lungs. Unlike the picture in most people's minds, the ladders are not sparsely spaced against the wall. On the contrary, they are as close as possible: the spearmen can support each other, and so can the warriors who climb the wall. At the same time, the wall defenders will affect efficiency due to crowding.
Ning A'long had already picked up the fourth stone and threw it down hard. There was another scream with a muffled sound below, and almost at the same time, an arrow flew towards the face, but it missed a little, and there was less than a foot of space between Aaron's and Duo Chang's heads. It flew past quickly, and both of them were startled. There are only five or six passages, and the ladders coming up are also concentrated in these places. Most of the defenders on the wall are concentrated here to fight back. Zhang Hu's archers under the wall are also aiming here.
"What a thief!" Duo Commander, who had just been startled and was covered in cold sweat, cursed viciously. He picked up the bow from the side of a dead archer, took an arrow and aimed outward. Aaron, who had just picked up the next stone, subconsciously followed his gaze and glanced... A familiar little figure came into view!
Ahu was crying while running towards the city wall. Not far behind him was a ladder stuck in the trench: the person in front stumbled after being hit by an arrow, and the ladder lost its balance and rushed down the trench. The people behind Unable to hold back, several people were taken down. Ahu was probably holding the tail of the ladder, but in desperation, he gave up and ran towards the city wall.
Seeing that Duo Long's fingers were about to loosen the bowstring, Ning A'long bumped to the side without even thinking, shouting: "Master, spare your life! That's my brother!"
The inertia of the man and the stone knocked the unsuspecting Duo Chief into a somersault. The stone also fell out of his hand, and the edge rubbed against the Duo Chief's leg. "Ah!" Duo Chief shouted in pain, "You want to rebel, you're a murderer!" The furious Duo Chief got up, picked up the steel knife leaning against the wall, and slashed at Ning A'long. Aaron dodged while shouting: "Spare your life, Master! That's my brother, not a thief..."
How could the furious chief of the stack listen to Aaron's judgment? Just now, he stabbed to death with his own hands a guy who was holding on to the wall and shouting: Do you want to call in all the thieves? The more Aaron dodges, the stronger the anger in Duo Zhang's heart becomes. He feels a burning pain on the outside of his thigh. He staggers in his steps and reaches out to hold the wall. He is still cursing and limping towards Aaron, who has a look of horror on his face... …
Unexpectedly, at this moment, half a human head appeared outside the wall. The sword flashed, and several fingers holding on to the wall were cut off. The blade made a "ding" sound on the wall. The leader of the stack did not care about Aaron. , and struck back at the iron helmet that had just been thrust out.
Aaron knew that when the thief was chopped down, he would be the next one. Before he had time to think, he made a sudden pounce and knocked the leader of the stack over. He still shouted: "You can't do it, Master!" Ning Along, who was on the ground, suddenly saw two combat boots splattered with blood. A steel knife pierced the side of his head and stabbed Duo Chang in the chest while he was struggling to get up. Ning A'long raised his head in horror. Niu Youtian, who was leading the assault, gave him a bared smile and said, "Thank you." Before he finished speaking, he waved his knife to block a spear and shouted, "If someone kills you, you should kill him back." Ah!" He ignored Ning A'long and went to kill another ladder nearby.
Ning A'long looked sideways at Xiao Maomao's headless corpse before he could throw it down. He had only one thought in his mind: if the army is defeated, A'hu will survive; if the thieves are defeated, A'hu will not survive! No longer afraid, he picked up the long knife and waved it clumsily, crying: "Folks, don't kill our relatives!" He glanced outside the city and never saw Ahu's sword again. The figure had no choice but to follow Niu Youtian and several others and rush towards the officers and soldiers.
The strong men guarding the wall were mechanically throwing them outside the city driven by fear. When they heard Aaron's cry, they stopped one after another. Some of those who had been whipped or had their relatives killed by the defenders became red-eyed. , picked up the knife and stick on the ground, turned around and pounced on their enemies!
More and more heads emerged outside this section of the wall to join the battle group. Finally, the defenders, who had never had a face-to-face bloody battle, collapsed, threw down their weapons, turned around and ran away screaming...
Niu Youtian's personal troops killed Ma Dao and opened the north gate of Boryeong Mansion after sacrificing more than a dozen lives.
Langzhong city was destroyed.
