Liu Jingxuan was holding the vajra in one hand and stood at the ground about five hundred steps away from the city. The lion and horse were breathing heavily from their mouths in the night. Beside him, they were scratching the ground uneasily, and their red eyes were as bright as Liu Jingxuan's horse and man, one can imagine Liu Jingxuan's soaring fighting spirit and mood at this time. If he hadn't been a former army commander and gave Liu Yu strict orders not to take risks personally, I'm afraid that with his character, he would have charged personally. Attacked the opposite city.
"Hoo" and "pa", another burst of flying rocks rose into the air from more than 20 stone carts behind him, with a huge sound of breaking through the air, and hit the city wall in the distance, four or five stones. Before it fell to the city wall, it was trapped and fell into the dense siege crowd. As more than ten soldiers were turned into flesh under the impact of the stone, Liu Jingxuan's mouth twitched violently, and The iron fist at the end of the giant pestle on his shoulder also shook violently, fully reflecting his current urge to hit someone.
Another dozen or so stones flew to the top of the city. Four or five stones also flew far into the inner wall, while nearly ten remaining stones hit the top of the city heavily. A team held Putting the rod, the Yan Army sergeant who was lifting the ladder was hit by two rocks. With a blood-curdling scream, the person and the rocks flew several steps away. The three sergeants at the back were hit directly from the inner city. The city fell out, and before the body landed, the prolonged screams continued to fall over the battlefield. It was not until the last three "thumps" of the landing that it fell silent.
The ladder that was almost toppling over shook, but it was still stable on the city wall. The Beifu sergeants below the city let out a burst of cheers. The fully armed sergeant at the head of the ladder could not see what was happening at the top of the city. He hit something, but he felt the backward push was released, and he suddenly became energetic. The sergeants behind him shouted: "Old Hei, come on, Yangou was killed by flying rocks, and there is no push rod."
The sergeant named Lao Hei laughed loudly, threw away the big shield on his head, held the big knife in his mouth, climbed up four or five steps desperately, and then jumped up, using his strength , combined with the dozens of kilograms of iron armor on his body, and his weight of two hundred kilograms, the steps on this ladder made of strong pine and cypress wood were broken, but he still allowed him to use this strength to jump When they reached the top of the city, he was accompanied by his roar: "Team Deputy Li Erhei, take the lead!"
Before he finished speaking, he only heard a few "swish" sounds. Before Li Erhei could stand still, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. At least ten bows and arrows were rushing toward his face. His face was shot into a hedgehog. These bows and arrows were the sharp archers arranged by the Helan tribe a long time ago to deal with the Jin soldiers who rushed to the city. Just now, the pushers here died. These archers scattered all over the place. They rushed over. In their hands were big bows of more than three stones, and the arrows they used were heavy arrows more than a foot long. They did not seek to cover the attack, but only wanted to kill with one arrow. At a distance of twenty or thirty steps, , attack in front of the enemy who is not yet firmly established, and the winner will stand upright.
Li Erhei's body was still standing there, with blood flowing down the shafts and tails of the arrows stuck in his face. His teeth were clenched. The arrows weighed seven or eight kilograms. The fine iron-headed sword was still firmly stuck in his mouth, motionless.
A mournful cry sounded behind him: "Brother Erhei!"
Two figures jumped out of the city wall, and more than ten bows and arrows arrived one after another. However, this time the two Jin soldiers who rushed to the city were holding shields and waving them in the air. Although the arrows were powerful and heavy, they were not fast. It was also relatively slow. It was impossible to penetrate the large wooden shields that were several inches thick. Soon, these shields were filled with arrow shafts, and they looked like two moving arrow targets.
As the two Jin troops approached the city, a stream of blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of Li Erhei's mouth. It seemed that his soul finally left his body at this moment. His teeth were loosened, and the sword in his mouth clanged with a clang. When he reached the ground, his body finally fell backwards and fell on the city wall.
A few "clicks" were the sound of a crossbow machine. Following the two shield bearers, three or four shooters holding powerful crossbows flew into the city and rushed up from two nearby ladders. These elite shooters , as early as when jumping in the air, I could see the position of the enemy archers, and even their movements when they lowered their heads to take the arrows from the quiver and string them, they were so fast that they were not even as fast as landing, directly in the air. For those Yan Army archers who were pursuing rapid launch and had no time to move or conceal themselves, they deactivated their crossbows.
The three archers fell in response to the crossbow. Like Li Erhei, they were all hit by arrows in the face, and there was no chance of rescue. The remaining archers quickly changed their targets and shot at those archers. Turning to fire arrows at the three crossbowmen, they saw these three people jumping left and right on the ground, and the bows and arrows passed by them and passed side by side, but they did not hit directly.
A loud roar and strange screams sounded from both sides. More than a dozen Yan Army sergeants appeared out of nowhere, holding knives and spears in their hands, and charged at the three Jin Army crossbowmen who were moving on the ground. When they came over, a Jin Army crossbowman just stood up from the ground. When he was trying to pull the crossbow to shoot, he felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, followed by a pain in his stomach, but a spear was pierced hard. His lower abdomen, and the murderous Hu man's face with yellow eyebrows and yellow beard in front of him reflected in his eyes: "Wu'er, go to hell!"
The Jin Army crossbowman spurted a mouthful of blood, which covered the Yan Army spearman's face. Stimulated by the smell of blood, the Yan Army spearman went crazy, and the spear shaft in his hand began to Stirring vigorously, the spear tip swung through the body of the Jin army's crossbowman. This movement was too big and too fierce, completely cutting open the Jin army's crossbowman's abdomen, and his intestines slid out of his stomach like noodles. Children, flowed all over the floor.
With a "pounce", the Yan Jun crossbowman, whose face was covered with blood and rushed to the front, had a crossbow bolt nailed between his eyes, and his smile froze on his face. , being driven back a few steps by the momentum of the crossbow, even the spear shaft was released, and he also knocked down three axemen who were trying to rush up from behind.
There was a smile on the face of the crossbowman of the Jin army who had been disemboweled. At the last moment of his life, he had no regrets when he saw with his own eyes that the enemy who killed him was one step ahead of him and set foot in hell. His last glance was towards the companion next to him who was helping him avenge himself.
