In the middle of the night, outside the east wall of Metasequoia City, there was a bustle of people.
Nearly 10,000 ghost alliance horse bandits were in an offensive posture, holding high lanterns and torches, and were slowly approaching the east gate.
Due to the loose formation of these people, looking out from the top of the city, the fire all over the mountains and plains looked like tens of thousands of soldiers and horses pressing down on the border, and the momentum was very scary.
The Metasequoia garrison stationed on the city wall was stunned by the formation in front of them. Those who were a little less courageous could not help but tremble slightly with their teeth.
In contrast, the Pegasus scouts from the Zhenjiang Protectorate seemed very calm and composed. Under Lin Feng's command, they unhurriedly bent their bows and prepared arrows, ready to shoot at the enemy at any time.
The low horn horn suddenly sounded, and the three thousand horse bandits jumped out of the formation upon hearing the order. They dismounted and walked on foot, quickly pressing towards the city wall.
The ones running at the front were the shield bearers holding large wooden shields. They ran faster and faster against the arrows flying from the top of the city. The horse bandit archers followed closely behind, hiding within the protection of the wooden shields, and kept shooting at the defenders.
Because the distance was too far and they were shooting arrows in the sky in the dark night, the horse bandit archers were just seeking psychological comfort and had no accuracy at all. They could not pose any threat to the defenders.
What followed were a large number of light infantry carrying ladders and slowly advancing city assault vehicles. These people were the largest in number, about two thousand, and they looked like a large, dark area.
The horse bandits are usually accustomed to fighting on horseback. They generally lack experience in the tough battle of siege on foot. Therefore, whether it is the rhythm of the charge, the route of march, or the cooperation between the various arms, there are almost no rules. Word.
The horse bandits and infantrymen just lowered their heads, screamed and ran forward with a sense of bravery.
In this way, they naturally became targets in the eyes of the Pegasus scouts.
Arrows fell from the sky on the top of the city, and countless horse bandits were shot to the ground one after another. In just two to three hundred steps, they suffered heavy casualties.
However, because of their numerical advantage, many horse bandits still managed to rush under the city wall, and more and more ladders were sent to the city.
The horse bandits hurriedly set up the ladder and climbed upwards. Unexpectedly, at this moment, dozens of pots of scalding hot oil suddenly poured down from the top of the city. In the dim night, the horse bandits who were drenched in boiling oil were like wild horses, screaming and falling from the ladder one after another.
The people following behind were also frightened and at a loss because they didn't know what was happening.
Unfortunately, before they could react, a large number of huge trees and rocks roared down from the top of the city, causing the horse bandits to scream in agony.
The defenders on the city poured boiling oil and threw stones, as if they would never run out. Some tough horse bandits knew that if they stayed down below, they would just wait to die in vain, but if they rushed up, they would have a way out.
As a result, everyone became ferocious, holding steel knives in their mouths, and climbed up the ladder desperately.
It is actually not difficult for agile martial arts practitioners to climb a city wall like Metasequoia City that is only two or three feet high. Many horse bandits boarded the city one after another and rushed into the defenders.
In an instant, brutal hand-to-hand combat broke out everywhere on the narrow city wall.
The attackers and defenders were fighting together, and often they would just cut down an enemy with a sword in front of them, and then they would be shot in the back immediately. Those who were unfortunately injured and fell to the ground were immediately trampled by countless feet and died miserably.
Lin Feng was already injured all over his body at this time. The spear in his hand seemed to be going crazy, flying up and down at the crowd of horse bandits, invincible to anyone who blocked him.
Although the number of Pegasus scouts he led was small, the advantage was that each of them had rich combat experience and their courage was beyond the comparison of ordinary soldiers. Therefore, they naturally took on the role of rushing to help everywhere.
Wherever there was a crisis in the battle, they would rush forward without hesitation, even if one person dealt with several horse bandits at the same time, they would not lose at all.
Due to the presence of elite scouts, although the ghost alliance horse bandits rushed to the city several times, they were never able to gain a foothold and were driven back by the defenders one after another.
Unable to get any bargains on the city walls, the horse bandits turned their target to the city gates. As long as the east gate of Metasequoia City can be knocked open, a large number of cavalry waiting outside can rush in immediately and completely slaughter the defenders.
Braving the dense rain of arrows, the heavy-duty city ramming vehicle, covered with hard cowhide and hung with thick logs, was pushed in front of the city gate. The horse bandits couldn't help but scream in excitement when they saw it.
The giant wood of the city ram was about as thick as a man's arms. In front of it, no matter how thick the city gate was, it was vulnerable.
The last time they attacked Blackwater City in Persia, the city gate there was much stronger than the one in front of them, and there was also a thick layer of iron embedded on the outside. However, the city ramming vehicle only hit hard once, and the gate of Blackwater City was shaken loose. After more than ten consecutive hits, the entire city gate collapsed immediately.
At this time, the powerful city ramming vehicle was pushed to the city gate. The horse bandits seemed to have seen the scene of the Metasequoia Gate's collapsed wall, and saw the endless treasures and beauties in the city waiting for them to grab at will.
Everyone excitedly shouted "one, two, three" and used all their strength to push the huge wooden bumper towards the city gate.
There was only a loud "bang" sound, but the seemingly weak door did not move at all. The giant tree didn't seem to hit a wooden board, but an iron mountain!
There was no damage to the city gate, but the powerful impact rebounded back, causing the city car to jump on the spot and retreat sharply. The unlucky horse bandits behind the car were knocked over and almost vomited blood.
The horse bandits looked at each other: "What the hell is this?!"
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While the east wall of Metasequoia was engaged in a fierce battle, the city of Metasequoia was completely silent.
At this time, the people in the city closed their doors and turned off the lights and fires. While listening in fear to the loud shouts of killing outside, they secretly prayed that the horse bandits would not enter the city.
The movement and stillness outside the city are relatively distinct, and appear particularly mysterious in the deep night.
Lai Hai took some twenty horse bandits who had sneaked into the city in advance and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall of Shahai Inn and came to the street.
He glanced at the brightly lit battlefield to the east with constant sounds of killing, and then waved his hand, calling his men to go to the north gate not far away.
Lai Hai ran and looked around, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused: half an hour ago, Chidun led people to set fires everywhere, why is there no movement now?
The inn was only a hundred or so steps away from Metasequoia North City, and the horse bandits only needed a few breaths to reach the city gate.
Lai Hai hid under the wall in a dark place and looked out secretly. He saw a few wind lanterns hanging on the wall over the north gate, and a dozen defenders were clearly visible under the lights. At this moment, they were all looking at the fierce battle to the east, but they were completely unprepared for this side of the city.
Lai Hai made a secret plan and decided to lead his men to the top of the city in person and control the winch of the iron gate in one fell swoop. As long as they can pull up the iron gate and open the city gate here, the people who have been waiting outside to prepare for the response can break into the city unimpeded and end this battle completely.
Thinking of this, Lai Hai slowly stood up and took out the scimitar from his waist. However, just as he was about to rush out, he suddenly heard a person on the roadside sighing faintly: "Oh, Lai Hai, Lai Hai, you His movements were really slow, and I was getting a little impatient while waiting.”
The horse bandits were immediately startled, and all looked at the place where the sound came from.
A young man walked out of the shadows with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Lai Hai's heart sank, and he shouted angrily in a low voice: "Who are you?"
The young man responded with a smile: "My dear, I am Lieutenant Li Jiangyao of the Pegasus Scout Battalion of the Zhenjiang Protectorate. Do you understand?"
Following his words, a large number of soldiers suddenly poured out from the North City Gate and the other three directions, silently surrounding the horse bandits. On the rooftops on both sides of the road, archers appeared at the same time, aiming their bows and arrows at them.
Faced with the sudden change, Lai Hai couldn't help but panic. He knew that he had fallen into the Shengtang people's scheme, so he cursed angrily: "Damn it, what kind of bullshit captain dares to fight to the death with me?"
Li Jiangyao looked at Lai Hai as if he were a fool, and said sarcastically: "Is there something wrong with your mind? Why should I fight a decisive battle with you when we are surrounded by heavy troops? Hurry up and surrender, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Lai Hai became violent and fiercely swung his knife: "Brothers, kill me!"
Seeing that the horse bandits were still trying to resist, the archers on the roof started shooting without waiting for the general's order. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen horse bandits were hit by arrows and fell to the ground. However, the shooters were very measured and almost always chose the opponent's arms, thighs and other areas as targets, so they accidentally injured the lives of the horse bandits.
Lai Hai showed good kung fu at this moment. He danced the scimitar in his right hand into a ball of light, while retreating, he tried hard to block the arrows shot from above.
After a dense wave of arrows, it failed to hurt him at all.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the archers finished shooting a round and were ready to draw arrows and assemble their bows again, Laihai reached into his arms with his left hand and quickly took out something that looked like a firecracker.
Li Jiangyao, who originally had no intention of taking action, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this object. Immediately afterwards, he swept a distance of seven to eight feet with an arrow and flashed in front of Lai Hai. At the same time, he slashed down with the Xingluo Knife in front of him.
The blade has not yet arrived, but the murderous intent is everywhere.
Just with this momentum, Lai Hai, a master, immediately felt bad and quickly raised his sword to meet him.
Hearing just a crisp sound of "dang", Lai Hai felt a numbness in his right arm and almost lost his hand with the scimitar.
Li Jiangyao didn't give the opponent any chance to breathe at all, and followed up with more than ten moves. The swords were like lightning flashing, with tricky angles and sharp and fast moves.
Although Lai Hai mobilized 100% of his skills in an attempt to block the sharp knife, and even found an opportunity to counterattack and break out of the encirclement, in Li Jiangyao's eyes, Lai Hai's movements were like those in slow motion in a movie, with slow moves and flaws everywhere. .
If he hadn't had the intention to capture the other party alive, Lai Hai would have been killed by Xing Luo's knife and his head would have been dismembered.
Seeing that he had finished teasing the opponent, Li Jiangyao saw the opportunity and launched a kick. As fast as lightning, he hit Lai Hai's wrist and the scimitar flew away from his hand.
Lai Hai was taken aback and was about to retreat, but Li Jiangyao did something like a magic trick. After kicking Lai Hai's scimitar, he twisted his tiger body and stepped into the opponent's retreat one step ahead, slashing him down with his sword.
Lai Hai felt a sudden coldness on the wrist of his left hand. When he lowered his head and took a closer look, it turned out that his entire left hand had been cut off at the wrist by the Xingluo Knife and fell to the ground.
And in that hand, he was still holding tightly the fireworks and artillery that he planned to use to spread the news.
Li Jiangyao returned the knife to its sheath calmly, glanced at Lai Hai, who was covering his wound and howling in pain, and coldly ordered: "Tie him up."
