The rocks fell and blood flew.
From time to time, someone fell down on the ladder and howled miserably.
But the soldiers of the Qin army continued to advance.
Arrows were flying like rain, and Wei Qing was on the front line of the siege, pointing his sword and shouting, giving loud orders.
With such a ferocious offensive, the number of casualties not only on the Qin Army's side, but also on the Ling Army's side was rising in a straight line.
Because although they still have nearly 70,000 people, their military morale has long been turbulent and people's hearts are in panic. If Huang Zu had not been personally in charge, they would have been defeated in one blow.
The inner city wall of Ruizhou, leading up to the stairs at the front line.
The deputy general of the Ling Army is here personally supervising the battle, constantly urging:
"Quick! Follow up!"
Large numbers of spiritual troops had no choice but to rush into the city defense.
In terms of city defense, people are dying every moment, and the gaps in various defense lines need to be filled with a steady stream of troops.
But watching the corpses being carried down one after another, some soldiers could not admit the psychological pressure, screamed, threw away their weapons and ran away.
And here, under Huang Zu's arrangement, the deputy general was accompanied by a supervisory team. There was no doubt that the escapee was caught and beheaded on the spot. The deputy general also shouted loudly: "Move quickly! Get up here! Who is it?" Anyone who dares not to advance in fear of the enemy will be treated as a deserter!"
The soldiers were cowering. They were not fighting together as before, but were forced to fight. It is obvious that their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
It's not that the Spirit Army is a mob, but that their military morale has been messed up for a long time, and the war has already broken out before they can even deal with it.
This is fatal on a real battlefield.
Fierce fighting continues throughout the city gates.
The stone was lifted high by the Ling Army soldiers and smashed down on the ladder.
Similarly, the soldiers of the Qin army were not afraid of death, and many of them almost attacked the city.
Judging from the entire battle situation, at the beginning, the Qin army could only attack half of the ladder before being repulsed by the defenders. Now, most of them have almost reached the top of the ladder.
As a veteran commander on the battlefield, Huang Zu was certainly able to detect the changes on the battlefield. He held a battle sword and ran back and forth on the city defense, while shouting at the top of his lungs: "Hold it! Hold it all! We must not let the Qin army attack. City head!"
If the 70,000 regular troops of the Ling Kingdom were to defend a city in the past, such a situation would never happen in a battle. This shows the importance of military spirit and morale.
The commander-in-chief of the Qin army.
Su Yi stood on the edge of the handsome car and looked at the overall situation.
The civilian officer in the army was beside him and couldn't help but said: "Based on the art of war, the enemy army has become a chaotic situation and should have been defeated in one blow, but I didn't expect that the Ling Army persisted for such a long time."
"That's right." Su Yi sighed slightly: "Huang Zu deserves to be a veteran on the battlefield. If the enemy's troops were not distracted and the attack was completed, I don't know how long the battle of Ruizhou will last."
When he said this, it showed that the overall situation was decided. However, in order to conquer Ruizhou as soon as possible, he thought for a while and then said: "I remember there is a sharpshooter in the army named Luo Chong. Find him quickly."
"No." The guard immediately took the order and left.
After a while, Luo Chong came to the commander's position with an arrow pot on his back and a hard bow on his shoulder. He knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and saluted: "My subordinate Luo Chong, I have met Commander Su!"
"No courtesy." Su Yi waved his hand, looked him up and down first, and then said: "Luo Chong, if I remember correctly, when our army entered Huan to fight, you were one hundred and eighty steps away. The arrow shot at the general of the ghost army and killed him with one blow, which shows that your archery skills are extraordinary. In Ruizhou today, Huang Zu is in trouble. If we can get rid of him, our army can quickly defeat this city."
Luo Chong first looked back at the direction of Chengguan, and then said: "I am willing to give it a try!"
"Okay! If you can get rid of Huang Zu, it will be a great achievement for you!" Su Yi pointed.
"It's your order!" The latter raised his fist and raised his fist.
The fierce fighting on the front line continues.
The bombardment of the oil industry has never stopped.
The tall and heavy city gate is also being hit hard by sharp wooden stakes.
The vertical shields blocked falling rocks and random arrows, and many shield-hands were smashed to the ground and died violently.
After Luo Chong arrived at the front line, he hid in the crowd, took out the arrow from his back, only put on the bowstring, and did not draw it immediately, but stared at the position of the city head as he walked.
There, Huang Zu was still giving instructions loudly and moving his body from time to time.
Luo Chong was capturing his movements.
He was neither impatient nor impatient, ignoring the shouts and random arrows around him, and his vision was as sharp as an eagle.
After a moment, with a sharp look in his eyes, he straightened his bow like a full moon and fired an arrow instantly.
This arrow flew over the heads of thousands of troops and horses, and it arrived in the blink of an eye.
I thought that this cold arrow would definitely kill him with one blow, but at this critical moment, the guard beside Huang Zu was stunned and directly waved his sword and knocked the cold arrow away.
"Huang Shuai, the other side has a sharpshooter who wants to launch a cold arrow. This place is dangerous. Please follow the general and leave quickly."
The guard general naturally had martial arts skills. While speaking, he also glanced sharply outside the city.
But in such a fierce battle, how could Huang Zu leave at the critical moment? He couldn't help but pull the guard, pushed him aside, and continued to give loud orders: "Quick! Follow us! There must be no loosening of the defense line. All soldiers must fight bravely to kill the enemy." !”
Regardless of his personal safety, but also because of the tense battle situation, Ke Hu was pulled away. Luo Chong seized this rare opportunity, immediately drew his bow again, and shot an arrow in an instant.
He did not aim accurately and delay this arrow because the opportunity was too important to miss.
The arrow leaving the string was very fast, as if it was carrying a strong wind, and with a bang, it hit Huang Zu's right shoulder.
The arrow penetrated the armor and almost penetrated the body. The latter screamed in pain, staggered back and covered his shoulders.
The guard general was horrified and quickly protected him behind him. He held a knife in one hand and looked around nervously, shouting: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly! Protect Huang Shuai!"
As he shouted, the nearby shieldmen rushed over and quickly surrounded him tightly.
Luo Chong outside the city saw this and knew that after this arrow passed, there was no chance. Whether he succeeded or not depended on luck.
On the top of the city, Huang Zu was supported by his guard. After taking a few breaths, he suddenly raised his sword and slashed at the black arrow branch.
"Huang Shuai!" The guard general's face was full of worry and he was very nervous: "I will help you down right now."
As he said that, he also yelled at the soldiers around him: "Quick! Call the military doctor!"
"No!" Huang Zu endured the injury from the arrow and stopped the soldiers. He grabbed the guard's arm and said, "At this critical moment, I must not leave the front line. Otherwise, Su Yi will defeat Ruizhou!"
"But Huang Shuai..."
The guard general wanted to say something else, but Huang Zu had already held on and raised his sword: "Kill! Hold on to the city! Kill all the Qin thieves!"
He was already old, and the beard on his chin was all gray. Under his helmet, there were thick wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were firm, ignoring the half arrow still stuck in his right shoulder, and he continued to command.
