Blood flowed out from the seven orifices, mixed with the hot golden juice, and spread quietly on the black barrier, which was indescribably weird and disgusting.
But the people on the barrier had no time to pay attention. Taking advantage of the Qin soldiers' temporary panic, more Zhao troops boarded the barrier. However, just as Zhao Jun, who had finally climbed onto the barrier, took a breath and looked at each other with a smile, more Qin troops had already swarmed and surrounded them.
The well-trained and large Qin army began to divide and encircle the Zhao army almost at the same time. And Zhao Jun also paid the price for their slight breath.
Those who reacted slowly could soon face the Qin army alone. They were surrounded by left and right branches, but they were killed by the Qin army in just a moment.
Those who responded faster formed a group in twos and threes, leaning on each other and protecting each other's comrades' sides. One person attacks and the others cover, forming a small circular formation, like a dancer in red dancing on a black stage.
While dancing gracefully, from time to time a bright red streak was blown out from the surrounding black.
The Qin army used spears and other weapons to drive them away so that they could continue to attack the following Zhao troops from the barriers, and at the same time mobilized crossbowmen to encircle and kill them.
Zhao Jun's soldiers retreated to the entrance of the ladder while holding on to their formation. They knew clearly that only by holding on to the ladder and letting more comrades climb up could they have a chance of survival.
However, how could Qin Jun not understand their intentions, and how could they let Zhao Jun get what they wanted!
As a result, the elites of the two armies collided again at the gap, their swords intersecting, and each could see the other's ferocious face, and even the other's heavy breathing and roar from the bottom of his heart were right next to his ears.
Blood was spilled, and the soldiers of Zhao Jun did not even have time to think whether it was the enemy or their comrades. There is only one belief in my heart - live! The long sword in his hand was swung wildly, constantly resisting the spears and swords from the Qin army.
However, no matter how brilliant the red color is, it is only a moment of youthfulness, and ultimately cannot withstand the contamination of black. No matter how good the formation is, it cannot withstand the advantage of numbers.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the huge impact of the crossbow knocked the men and their swords off the barrier. Along with it, several members of the Zhao army on the ladder were knocked down. The impact caused clouds of smoke and dust to explode under the barrier.
Before the Qin soldiers were happy to finally drive these difficult Zhao soldiers off the barrier, more Zhao soldiers emerged from the ladders, and even brought Zhao Jun's military flags.
In the hunting wind, the bright red military flag bloomed in the most dazzling color on the black barrier.
Zhao Jun cheered at the bottom of the city tower and climbed up!
The location of the military flag gave endless encouragement to the Zhao Army soldiers. Although the Zhao Army infantry who had just come up from the organization came from different villages and even different songs, at this moment, there was no need for verbal communication at all, and they all focused on the military flag. Confidently form a circle to defend.
For a time, the Qin army was helpless against the Zhao army that came up.
Seeing more and more Zhao troops ascending the barrier, the real elites on the Qin Army's barrier finally couldn't help but take action.
I saw a group of sturdy men, holding horse-killing swords and waving them wantonly. The principle of "one inch long, one inch strong" has been brought into full play in their hands. The wide and thick Qin sword is a powerful weapon to defeat the enemy. Zhao Jun's long sword is almost irresistible. There is a gap when touched, and there is a danger of breaking if touched again. .
Under the threat of the horse-killing sword, the Zhao army was forced to shrink its defenses and relied on its long shields and spears to temporarily resist the harvest of the Qin army's great swordsmen.
The soldiers of the Qin army were waiting to drive the Zhao army off the barrier in one go, when the sound of the whistling wind came to their ears.
It was a trebuchet that had been debugged for a long time. It couldn't bear the troops and the troops in front of it, and finally let out its own roar. And this appearance, the stone dump truck showed its ferocious face,
Although the accuracy of the riprap truck is not very good, it is better because of its high density. "Bang, bang, bang..." A round of volleys, several ladders accompanied by hundreds of Zhao soldiers immediately drank in hatred, and then, another round of kerosene bombs continued to harvest the lives of the wooden ladders.
"Bang bang bang..." As the trebuchets attacked, ladders were constantly being broken, and this was not only broken, but also the reinforcements and retreat of Zhao Jun on the barrier.
However, the rate of fire of the trebuchet is limited after all, and it takes time to adjust the position. Just as the Qin army's trebuchet ordered the Zhao army's ladders one by one, more ladders had already filed out of the Zhao army's formation.
But obviously, their arrival will take time. There are not many Zhao troops left on the barrier who can hold out until they arrive! If we can't insist on the arrival of a new ladder, then the attack in the previous few hours will fail and everything will have to start all over again.
"Hurry up!" In the rear formation, Zhao Kuo had already reached the west bank, urging the ladder to move forward in his heart.
However, manpower is exhausted.
When the Qin army's trebuchets attacked, the Zhao army's trebuchets in the rear formation were also dispatched. Unfortunately, due to the problem of range, they could only hit the barrier with bang bang, which could not hurt the trebuchets hiding in the Qin army's rear formation. Stone cart.
"Bang..." The boulder smashed hard on the barrier, seemingly singing a final farewell song for Zhao Jun on top of the barrier.
There is a strong enemy in front and no reinforcements behind. Fighting on the battlefield is all about death!
Hundreds of elite jumpers and infantrymen, like fireworks in the dark, burst out with extremely strong fighting power, playing "Song of Ice and Fire" on the Qin army's barrier.
With a certain death intention in mind, the circular formation was transformed into a flying geese formation, and the enemy's corpses were everywhere where the wings passed.
The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, and the formation was no longer in formation. All the troops spontaneously formed Zhao Jun's flags that were carefully guarded. Flags with the word "Zhao" were fluttering in the middle of the night to guide Zhao Jun's attack direction.
But soon, under the siege of the elite Qin army, one, two, and a handful of Zhao army flags fell one by one.
The soldiers of the Zhao army who were carrying the ladders under the barrier couldn't help but feel nervous, and their pace quickened a little.
"Hurry! Hurry up!"
"Hold on, I'm here! Just hold on, just a little bit!"
"Give your brother a hand!"
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Soon, the movement on the barrier gradually became less and less, Zhao Jun’s flag could no longer be seen, and the entire battlefield fell silent! Only the siege vehicles were left, hitting the barrier one after another, making a banging sound.
The bangs seemed to hit not the Qin army's barriers, but Zhao Jun's heart.
In Zhao Jun's rear camp, countless railings were smashed with sighs.
Under the barrier, countless soldiers from Zhao looked at the empty barrier and couldn't help covering their faces and crying.
Fortunately, the captain of the former army reacted quickly and promptly boosted the morale of the troops. He shouted: "On the fortress, you have fought to the death for your country and are still fighting to the death. Now it's your turn! Come with me, you guys!"
However, the captain's inspiring words of encouragement were clearly inadequate in the face of the gloomy reality...
