(Friendly reminder, the next step will be a siege battle, which will be quite lengthy!)
When he woke up on the third day, Liu Mo saw the smoke from the burning Baiyang Village. He knew that the Zhou Dynasty's army had arrived.
When he came to the wall of Rongcheng, he saw Zhu Min wrapped in gauze and watching the gray smoke rising.
"Is the injury feeling better?" Liu Mo asked him.
"Ha, with one against a hundred, there is absolutely no problem!" Zhu Min replied, "But you, a scholar, really want to go into battle to kill the enemy?"
Zhu Min persuaded Liu Mo to let him sit in the rear and command, but he refused.
There are many reasons. This is not a time of peace. There is a war, and sooner or later we will go to the battlefield. If you can achieve military merit and become a military attache, you will have a better chance of arm wrestling with the eldest prince in the future.
"That's it. Do you mind if I punch you?" Liu Mo said with a smile.
He did not answer Zhu Min's question directly, but in this way he gained the other party's favor.
"You guy!" Zhu Min also laughed, "You are very suitable for joining the army. A Daxia soldier must be like you, able to talk and laugh even in the face of life and death!"
Liu Mo stared into the distance with a smile on his face.
The road stretched southward through rocky brown fields and windswept hills.
Before sunset, Yang Yizhi would lead his troops to fight along this road, armed with knives and spears, and carrying bows, arrows and shields. And, of course, there are siege weapons.
Opposite the city wall where Liu Mo was standing, there was also an archer from the Xia Dynasty on the top. At this moment, he had unbuttoned his pants and was peeing outside the battlements.
Bactrian soldiers can also be seen in other parts of the city wall, but nine out of ten of them are made of straw.
This was Liu Mo's idea. Together with the members of the Salt Gang and the newly recruited soldiers, the total number of elite defenders in Rongcheng was only about 3,500.
Liu Mo, the other soldier, did not intend to let them participate in the defense of the city immediately. It was not because of any Virgin plot.
In the era of cold weapons, morale is very important, and the defeat of cannon fodder will also greatly affect morale.
Using cannon fodder must be a tactic of luring the enemy deep and confusing them.
Another reason is that there are not enough weapons!
After his arrangement, they were everywhere on the city walls, some even holding spears or carrying bows and arrows under their arms. It was hoped that this would frighten the Zhou army and delay time while waiting for rescue.
At dusk, Liu Mo saw the last few Baiyang villagers still in the long climb, and the Rongcheng defenders were urging them. Xiao Yi held a little boy in his arms, while Zhao Da supported an old man under the two stairs.
There was a mother dragging two children, one by each hand, while the older boy passed her and ran toward the top.
Looking into the distance, Liu Mo thought of the villagers who had not chosen to escape. There were always some who were unwilling to escape. They were either too stubborn, too stupid, or too brave. They would rather stay and fight, hide, or even surrender.
At the same time, temporarily recruited soldiers and those who were too young to fight were responsible for auxiliary tasks, such as conveying messages, delivering food, bows and arrows to the soldiers, etc.
Before the sun sets, the smoke in Baiyang Village is blown away by the wind, and the sky becomes clear again.
Soon after, the sky turned into a blood-colored bruise, but the sky above was still cobalt blue, gradually darkening to purple, and then the stars came out.
"Be careful of night attacks!" Liu Mo reacted immediately. "Pass this on and be on guard!"
"Fear is a sharp knife! I have to overcome it!" Liu Mo told himself.
Bit your lip to drive away the fear.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, he heard movement under the city wall.
Looking down, I saw some dark shadows walking through them, but they were so close to the stone wall that I couldn't see them clearly.
He heard shouts in the distance, and an archer not far away had already raised his longbow and tightened the string.
The feather arrow left the string with a hissing sound. After a moment, there was a muffled groan, and there was one less black figure running under the city wall.
"I should practice archery!" Liu Mo lamented, "It makes my teeth itch to see it!"
Exploring again, there were more than a dozen black shadows under the city wall, and they were running faster.
When the Daxia archer drew his bow again, there was a "hiss" sound, and several bows and arrows were shot from under the city wall, one of which hit his throat. Without saying a word, he fell from the city wall and died completely!
"Archers, west wall!" Liu Mo shouted!
Dozens of archers on his wall set up their bows, aimed, and shot!
A hail of arrows fell, and bursts of wailing came from under the city wall, resounding throughout the night sky.
However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a climbing sound
The sound was so quiet that Liu Mo couldn't tell the source.
"Be careful behind you!" Zhu Min shouted loudly.
Liu Mo turned around suddenly, only to see several soldiers from the Zhou Dynasty wearing cold iron sheets had already followed the siege ladder and came to him.
The Zhou Dynasty soldier closest to him was holding a simple knife and shouting sharply.
"You want to kill me, right? Die!" Liu Mo mustered up his courage and pulled out the sword "Oath" made of pure steel!
Metals clashed, pure steel defeated cold iron, "Oath" cut off the opponent's simple sword, and then fell straight down, the sword sliced open the man's face. The man wore armor, but no helmet.
The sword made by the Daxia royal family is really easy to use!
The first close combat and the first kill did not bring much feeling. This was mostly because enemies were still coming in a steady stream and the crisis had not yet been resolved.
Under the influence of adrenaline, Liu Mo felt his blood boiling all over his body. He roared and rushed forward.
With the sharp blade in hand, he launched a flurry of attacks.
Sweat and blood flowed wildly together, and within a moment, several Zhou Dynasty soldiers fell under the "Oath" sword!
There were no horns blowing or drums rumbling in this battle. Liu Mo could only hear the banging of bowstrings when soldiers on both sides fired arrows, the wailing of the enemy, and the beating of his own heartbeat that was getting faster and faster.
However, when he cut down a Zhou Dynasty soldier, he felt something was wrong with the gap.
After a closer look, the enemies who had stormed the city wall were all dark-skinned and lean. They were wearing somewhat tattered cloth armor and ill-fitting stolen armor, and looked frightened.
They wore gloves and held all kinds of weapons in their hands, including old knives, spears, sharpened sickles, knives, daggers and even wooden sticks!
"Not a regular army!" Liu Mo sighed! "More like...'cannon fodder'!!!"
No wonder the combat power is so weak! I, a scholar who has practiced for dozens of days, can easily kill him!
At this moment, Zhu Min's voice came: "Brother, what are you doing? Kill them all!"
Liu Mo saw a sharp arrow piercing the throat of a thin Zhou Dynasty soldier in front. He opened his mouth to shout, but only blood gushes out.
When he fell to the ground, Zhu Min had already rushed over brandishing a big axe.
"Run, run!" A frightened Zhou Dynasty soldier shouted, and fear instantly spread among the enemy crowd.
They scrambled to climb down the siege ladder first, and the crowds caused them to trample on each other. Some lost their minds and simply chose to jump off the city wall, falling to pieces.
"They are going to collapse." said a Daxia soldier.
"No," Liu Mo thought, "they have collapsed."
"Leave no one alive, kill!" Zhu Min shouted again.
Liu Mo looked around. The enemies were either killed or escaped. In short, the battle was over before he noticed.
