A silver figure, wielding a giant blade, always appears in the most intensive battles. Every time the blade flashes, a drop of blood falls.
Like a silver god of death dancing on the pitch-black city wall, wantonly reaping the lives of the Yan army officers and soldiers.
It can be said that while Zhao Kuo brought countless confidence to the Zhao army in the city, he also intimidated the Yan army below the city tower all the time.
On the third day, several generals, including Sun Gu and Zhao Ping, persuaded the general to return to the city to rest for a while, but Zhao Kuo refused.
For three whole days, although Zhao Kuo was not fighting all the time, how could he have a good rest on this noisy tower.
And Zhao Kuo's invincible figure naturally fell in the eyes of Yan Jun's interested people. Therefore, the Yan army deployed seven or eight traps to attack and kill Zhao Kuo, who was a thorn in his side.
Fortunately, the battlefield is on the city tower. The only arrow tower that can pose a huge threat was also destroyed by Zhao Jun's rockets. The only feasible solution is to add more soldiers or replace them with some more elite soldiers. But for Zhao Kuo, this didn't pose much of a threat at all, it was just a few more swings of the knife.
However, as the Zhao army's "general" voice became louder and louder, Qing Qin, who was in the middle army, finally made up his mind to change the goal of capturing Zhao Kuo in Pocheng to killing Zhao Kuo and Pocheng. At the same time.
Following this, a plan against Zhao Kuo was quickly formed.
For this reason, the two armies of the East and West, which were originally only for defense, began to move forward slowly. The five thousand most elite men of the Yan army also quietly moved to the position of the front army, and the Yan army, which was supposed to change shifts to attack at Xu, also Being woken up early.
At sunset, the Yan army in the east and west began to take action.
Soon, a large-scale battle finally broke out in the east and west gates. Fortunately, the east and west gates were limited by the terrain. Although the Yan army had a large number of troops, it was unable to deploy.
But even so, the battle between the East and West gates also entered a fever pitch from the very beginning. The reason is also very simple. The officers and soldiers of the Yan Army on the east and west sides saw their comrades in the south gate fighting to death, but he could only watch the show from the side, not to mention feeling aggrieved.
After hearing the order to attack, they were extremely excited. They all geared up and secretly vowed to show Zhao Jun a good look - climb the tower, break through Haocheng, and capture Zhao Kuo alive, which is just around the corner!
It's a pity that the inexplicable courage goes as quickly as it comes. And reality soon gave them a loud slap in the face!
The rugged road not only made it difficult for their troops to move forward, but also restricted the speed of their advance. Therefore, a dense and slowly advancing formation was the favorite formation of the Zhao army's archers. Under a hail of arrows, the Yan army fell. It rained heavily.
The city walls are not yet within reach, but many people have died. This inexplicable morale quickly fell to the bottom.
However, the military order was to move forward, but the Yan army could not dare to retreat. Even if there was death in front of them, they could only risk their lives. Bite the bullet, face the rain of arrows, and reach the top of the city. . . . . .
Fortunately, the Yan army still had an absolute advantage in military strength. Soon, relying on its superior strength, the Yan army finally arrived at the east and west gates, and the captains of the two gates also asked Zhao Kuo for help.
There was no way. Although the soldiers who came to the East and West Gates had undergone some repairs, the lack of troops and the lack of city defense equipment made the defense of the East and West Gates very stretched.
Zhao Kuo stood at the top of the south gate, listening to the urgent calls from the messengers at the east and west gates, but he felt calm in his heart.
He knew that although the East and West Gates were in danger, they were far from out of control. Before a single blow was struck, it was obvious that the attack on the East and West Gates was no longer necessary, but the Yan army was still advancing on the East and West Gates.
If the generals of the Yan army were not crazy, then there was only one possibility: the east and west gates were just to attract their attention. It's nothing more than calling out your reserve team, and then suddenly giving yourself a break! Needless to say, the real trump card lies above the south gate.
With this judgment, Zhao Kuo knew something in his mind: it was time to reveal the trump card in his hand.
Zhao Kuo casually moved a stone, sat down slowly, and then said: "The heavy-armored Mo Dao soldiers and the entire reserve team are preparing for battle.
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Hearing this, Sun Gu just wanted to accept the order, but was stopped by Zhao Kuo's next words.
"Get ready to join the battle at the South Gate." Zhao Kuo said calmly as he looked at the battlefield in front of him that was gradually shrouded in darkness.
"South Gate?" Sun Gu was a little surprised. Isn't this the east and west gates that are in urgent need? Although the South Gate is miserable, it can still be maintained! .z.br>
"Execute it." Zhao Kuo said calmly: "It's time to reveal Yan Jun's trump card! Push up the bed crossbow too!"
"Yes." Upon hearing this, Sun Gu immediately understood the seriousness of the matter, and without any hesitation, he immediately bowed to Zhao Kuo and accepted the order.
Soon, four bed crossbows were quietly sent to the front line and set up in front of several burned ladders. Zhao Kuo knew that the less threatening a place outside the south gate, the more dangerous it would be.
Taking advantage of the gap between the Yan army's attacks, dozens of soldiers quickly completed the debugging. However, because of the darkness, the officers and soldiers of the Yan Army obviously did not realize that the Zhao Army would actually push forward such a powerful weapon just ten steps away from them.
Of course, Qing Qin never expected that until now, Zhao Kuo still had such a trump card in his hand that he had not revealed.
Also awakened along with the bed crossbow were the heavily armored Mo Dao team and five hundred elite soldiers who had been hiding for three whole days. Of course, because they needed armor, they had not yet climbed onto the tower.
Zhao Kuo, who was sitting on the stone to take a rest, looked at the almost procedural attack and defense on the south tower, and knew in his heart that danger was quietly approaching.
According to the situation in the past few days, in less than a quarter of an hour, it will be time to attack, and the defense of the south gate will be rotated.
After the rotation, the soldiers who were fighting fiercely would soon go down to the tower to rest. It would be difficult to move up again. Therefore, the one or two hours after the change of defense was also the time when Zhao Jun's combat power was declining.
Perhaps this is the time Yan Jun was waiting for! At least if he were a general of the Yan Army, he would definitely not miss this opportunity.
"Send the order: The heavy armored troops and reserve troops will begin to climb the city at two o'clock in the morning." Zhao Kuo thought for a while, and no longer hesitated to give the order to the messengers: "The heavy armored troops are lined up in the middle of the tower, and the reserve troops will stay in the corridor for the time being. If you don't have my life, you can't escape easily."
"Yes!" The messenger quickly agreed, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
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The time soon came to Xu's quarter, and the soldiers of Zhao Jun quickly completed the change of defense. However, the Yan Army under the tower seemed to have no intention of changing defense and continued to attack unhurriedly.
Although the Zhao army was a new force that had been repaired for four hours, it was unable to launch an attack in the face of dozens of times more enemy troops. It could only rely on the advantages of the city wall to passively defend.
Zhao Kuo, who had been fighting for too long, still sat on the big stone with his long sword in hand, quietly waiting for the Yan army's offensive.
After less than a cup of tea, the moon above the city tower was obscured by dark clouds for the first time, and the wind was howling outside the city tower. The sky and the earth were already dark, and it was the storm that was about to come!
The armies of Yan and Zhao could only fight each other by the light of torches!
Suddenly a bolt of lightning pierced the dark night sky, and outside the city tower, within a few hundred steps, the Yan army was densely packed like ants, lined up in a neat queue, slowly and silently moving towards from the main formation in the distance. Haocheng assembled, and there were even a lot of siege equipment among them!
"Crack..." A thunder exploded in Zhao Kuo's ears! In an instant, Zhao Kuo, who was still a little confused, was awakened by the blast!
Without any further thought, Zhao Kuo immediately said to the messenger next to him: "Command: All heavy armored troops ascend to the city quickly! The catapults immediately replace the fire bombs and light up the Yan army's rear array! Hurry!"
Zhao Kuo's order was quickly implemented. Not long after, the catapult crew in the city roared again.
In groups of two, one cart fired clay pots filled with grease, and the other fired fire bombs. The pots shattered when they hit the ground, and the grease splashed out, quickly covering a large area of land. The fire bombs followed. Then, scattered sparks fell on the grease, instantly igniting a fire and lighting up the entire Yan army's rear formation.
I saw several arrow towers and a few ladders standing proudly, and numerous elite Yan troops dressed in neat and clean khaki uniforms.
Wearing armor, taking advantage of the dim darkness of the night, he was slowly and cautiously advancing towards the south gate of Yanhe City.
From the clean armor, it can be seen that this unit is not the rotating Yan Army, but the last rear unit of the Yan Army that has not yet been on the battlefield. The first general is no longer the captain before, but a real assistant general, a deputy general of the army under the chief general Qing Qin.
Zhao Kuo knew that Yan Jun was going to fight for his life!
As the Yan army's rear formation was illuminated by fire bombs, the Yan army's disguise lost its meaning. Upon seeing this, the leading general Pi pulled out the long sword in his waist, pointed towards Haocheng, and shouted: "Charge!"
Immediately, five thousand elite Yan troops, together with the siege equipment secretly built in three days, began to accelerate towards Yanyucheng!
Fortunately, Zhao Ping and the master craftsmen of the artillery camp were also called to the tower when Zhao Kuo guessed the Dao Yan army's intentions. Seeing this scene, they quickly recorded the location of the Yan army's siege equipment, and then took the brocade silk with the direction and weight written on it, and quickly ran back to the catapult position.
Not long after, stone bullets shot through the air one after another, still hitting the arrow tower first and then the ladder.
Catapult? Yan Jun didn't add any more of that stuff at all!
But Yan Jun's arrival was too sudden and too fast. Qing Qin obviously learned the lessons from the previous two times and placed all the arrow towers in the first group in order to send as many of the most threatening arrow towers outside the city tower as possible.
Due to a series of coincidences and intentional actions, even though Zhao Jun's artillery battalion tried its best, they could not wipe out all the arrow towers before they approached the city wall! A full six arrow towers arrived outside the tower of Yanyu City.
As the six arrow towers approached, the pressure on the city wall increased sharply. Fortunately, the whizzing fire bombs also alerted the other soldiers of the Zhao army, so they were not caught off guard by the Yan army, but . . . . . .
