Yesugei's expression turned stern. He pressed his hands on Gongsun Wulou's chest and performed a military salute. He also said that he would obey the order. But when he straightened up, he felt only a burst of smoke and dust blowing into his face, the smell of flattery and the smell of urine. The smells mixed together gave him a feeling of vomiting. Gongsun Wulou and his men had already arrived at the gate of Wengcheng where they came from. When the figure of the last cavalry disappeared at the gate, , the gate of the Wengcheng slowly closed, and the more than a thousand soldiers brought by Yesugei were all locked up in the Wengcheng.
The flag-carrying soldier beside Yesugei spat on the ground bitterly: "Who are these people? We came for reinforcements under the order of the national master. This is good, but this guy ran away and refused for a moment. Stay a little longer, General, I'm just telling you, what are we doing in such a hurry? Don't you know what kind of virtue Gongsun Wulou is?"
Yesugei sighed: "I'm not here to save Gongsun Wulou. What I really want to save is General Helan Harimu!"
His eyes fell on the general flag that had fallen under the city and was riddled with holes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Helan Harimu is a famous general of our Dayan. Although he is not from the same tribe as us, he has noble character and superb handsomeness. , I have always admired him, and although I did not have the opportunity to fight side by side with him until death, it is also our blessing to be able to continue fighting with the flag he left behind!"
As he spoke, he glanced at the still steaming city top, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know who threw the damn lime on the city top, but this way, the enemy troops can't climb up the city top. What we have to guard against now is the attack from the city gate. We must all form an array to guard the city gate. As long as there is still one alive in our unit, we will never let a Jin army break through from the east city!"
As he spoke, he drew out his sword, jumped off his horse, and walked towards the city gate: "We are warriors of Dayan. No matter what rushes in from the city gate, we cannot be afraid, let alone retreat. This battle is not only for victory, but also for life and death, kill!”
More than a thousand rough voices shouted in unison: "Kill!" and a surge of morale reached to the sky.
Nancheng, Shuaitai.
Liu Yuwen was sitting on the commander's platform. A messenger knelt down in front of him and said solemnly: "Report to the commander, in the direction of the east city, General Zhuge's gold-touching team, together with more than a thousand soldiers from Qingzhou, successfully attacked the city. , Unexpectedly, the enemy actually bombarded the city with lime bags and attacked with a large number of water bags. The more than 3,000 Yan troops at the city head, together with our soldiers, were all killed. General Zhuge was reorganizing his troops and preparing to attack the city gate next time. I’m here to retaliate for the attack!”
Liu Yu nodded: "Go back and tell General Zhuge that I have seen his efforts here. Captain Hu and his gold-touching warriors, as well as all the Qingzhou soldiers who attacked the city, are all good. Why do I have such a I am proud of my subordinates. Please don’t push too hard, General Zhuge. The enemy has gone crazy and even killed his own people. Next time you attack, be careful not to fall into the enemy’s trap.”
The messenger followed the promise and retreated. Liu Muzhi looked at his leaving figure and shook his head gently: "Changmin really spent a lot of money this time. Those dwarfs who touched gold were originally his aces. And the method of moving the earth is also his unique skill. Unexpectedly, all this army was lost at the head of Guanggu City today."
Liu Yu sighed softly: "The enemy general Helan Harimu can be regarded as a good general in the Yan army, but he died with our army like this. His death actually meant that Dongcheng was breached within a few hours. It's just that we can't go directly to the wall now. It will take some time there. Changmin is getting angry, and with the cautious heavy armor troops, we just have to wait for the good news. But..."
When he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the gate of the southern city: "I'm afraid we have to conquer the southern city before them."
Wang Miaoyin smiled slightly and pointed in the direction of the south city gate: "Commander, look, Brother Tieniu has come up with a good idea. He can actually use this siege hook to pull away the sandbags and earthbags blocking the city gate. .”
Liu Yu looked in the direction of the city gate and saw more than ten claw hooks placed on the Eight Bull Crossbows. These weapons were originally used to shoot at the city head, suppress enemy archers, or directly attack the wall with broken spears. Now there are more than a dozen of the magic soldiers of the wall lined up in a row opposite the wide south city gate, about fifty paces away. But they were originally piled at the door opening, filled with dense sandbags and earth bags. Most of the city gate was filled, with only a foot or two of space. You could vaguely see the Yan Army sergeants still running busy inside the gate.
Occasionally, there will be a few Yan Army crossbowmen firing outward through these gaps, but the accuracy and range are completely uncontrollable, so that the Jin Army sergeants on the opposite side can place their shots calmly and leisurely. These crossbows are great, but this time what is mounted on the crossbow arm is not the three-foot-long broken rods, but claw hooks with long ropes trailing at the tail.
A sound of footsteps sounded from the top of the city tower. More than 20 Yan Army archers took their bows and crossbows and ran quickly to the crenel. They bent their bows and nocked arrows, trying to shoot at these eight-stone bull-running crossbows.
But as soon as they ran out of the hiding place, they felt darkness in front of them. It was a shower of arrows, rising from the city. At least three hundred arrows rained down hard on these archers. Five or six of them rushed in front. The man immediately became a target filled with arrows and fell to the ground dead. The remaining people did not dare to rush out to die. They were still three or four steps away from the battlements, so they just randomly shot the arrows in their hands. When he got out, he didn't even have time to see if he had hit the target, before he turned around and fled back into the rubble pile made up of broken trees and rocks where he was hiding.
Xiang Mi carried a big ax on his shoulder and paced back and forth behind the more than ten Eight Ox God Crossbows. He nodded with satisfaction to the more than a thousand archers lined up under the city: "Very good, as long as we continue If any Yan slave dares to show his face, shoot his motherfuck for me."
The archers cheered in unison, and the two commanders standing beside them waved their bows and arrows and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Brother Tieniu, Yangou will shoot him as a target if he dares to show his head!"
Xiang Mi laughed and pushed away a sergeant who was standing in front of him and operating the Eight Ox God Crossbow. He and several companions tried to fix the crossbow on the ground, but the land was uneven and the three wooden The feet cannot be locked to the ground no matter what.
Xiang Mi picked up the crossbow body, which weighed five to six hundred kilograms. He grabbed the arms of the crossbow with both hands and supported the crossbow body with his waist. With his body like a human bear, he directly pulled the crossbow machine on his body. He yelled: "Cum for me!"
