The Lingjun inside the gate fell to the ground. As soon as they screamed, they were trampled to death by thousands of troops and horses. Some other Lingjun fled in panic and were chopped down to the ground by the Qin army who rushed in three or two times.
With blood splattering, Zhou Che pointed his sword again: "Brothers! Break the city gate! Occupy Lingzhou!"
His face turned red, and he became more and more agitated and excited, because he was almost rushing to the real south gate. If he broke through here, the credit of destroying the soul could be imagined!
He was excited, and so were the soldiers below. They all rushed to be the first, and an unknown number of people poured in, rushing straight to the south gate.
"Bump! Bash open this door!" Zhou Che shouted excitedly as soon as he arrived.
Under his order, several soldiers worked together to hold thick and sharp wooden stakes and began to slam into the city gate again and again. More and more people gathered around them.
The city gate trembled and ashes shook off.
This is the real south gate. Once this gate is opened, the Qin army will continue to attack Lingzhou.
The spirit general observing the battle situation above could not help but be frightened, and couldn't help but trembled: "This, this, general."
He said this to Bu Shuo, not to mention how ugly his face was.
Bu Shuo didn't change his expression and said calmly: "Don't worry, put more in."
"But General." General Ling was extremely nervous.
"Why are you panicking!" Bu Shuo glared at him and said coldly: "Looking at today's battle situation, the Qin army's offensive deployment at the south gate is not perfect. They cannot break through this gate with this offensive alone!"
Facing an army of hundreds of thousands, Bu Shuo still dared to be so confident. As a general, he could bear the weight of Mount Tai without changing his expression. Bu Shuo did it.
Needless to say, his military talents were not enough, but in the decisive battle, King Ling did not make good use of this commander.
Zhou Che below was still giving instructions excitedly.
In just a moment, the entire Wengcheng was already overcrowded.
Looking from top to bottom, it is densely covered with black armor and red tassels, and is crowded with people.
Bu Shuo saw the opportunity and waved his hand decisively: "Lost the gate!"
With an order, the Ling Army soldiers above the Wengcheng gate swung their sabers and cut off the ropes. With a bang, a huge stone gate fell directly to the ground, raising a large amount of dust and completely blocking the incoming Qin army. In the Wengcheng.
"Ah!?" The soldiers of the Qin army near Shimen couldn't help but exclaimed and turned around.
But before anyone could react, Bu Shuo ordered again: "Fire the arrow!"
With these two neat words, the walls of Wengcheng were instantly filled with crossbowmen, who all set up their bows and started firing randomly downwards.
Sharp arrows struck, and the sound of armor-breaking sounds was heard endlessly, mixed with miserable howls one after another.
Many Qin soldiers were instantly shot to the ground, and some began to wave their sabers to block the random arrows. In the chaos, Zhou Che also reacted and began to shout and command: "Shield formation! Shield formation!"
Vertical shields began to form formations one after another, but the Spiritual Army had sufficient defensive equipment and arrows were constantly being fired. Many other soldiers began to work together to lift large rocks and smash them downwards. There were also some maces and other sharp weapons. Once the wooden frame was smashed down, there would be a tragic death.
Under the boulder, the Qin army behind the shield was knocked to the ground, vomited blood and died.
The sharp wooden frame was smashed over by the impact, and a piece of it was dripping with blood.
The entire urn city was densely packed with soldiers of the Qin army. The south gate could not be broken through in the front, and it was blocked by the gate in the back. There was no ladder, so I could only watch the opponent release arrows.
This was completely a one-sided massacre, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Under the falling rocks, the spirit army began to throw up the oil jars, and with the sound of earthen jars shattering one after another, rockets were like raindrops.
The kerosene ignites when it touches the fire, and the flames begin to spread rapidly along the oil stains.
The shrill screams filled the entire Wengcheng. How many Qin soldiers had arrows nailed to their bodies, like burning men, screaming in pain.
Above, Bu Shuo watched all this indifferently.
The spirit general beside him couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Below, the densely packed Qin army was killed in a large area amidst the rain of arrows and falling rocks. The commander who followed him had already seen his eyes splitting, and shouted loudly:
"It's over, General! We've fallen into a trap!"
"Ah!? Kill! Get out quickly!" Zhou Che was already panicking.
On the battlefield.
The falling gate of Wengcheng was naturally noticed by the Qin army, and the situation was quickly spread to Xiao Yuan.
"Zhou Chepifu!" The latter was furious, but after being angry, he could only take a deep breath, "Help! Order the soldiers of the seventh formation to break open the gate with all their strength!"
"No!" The messenger stood up with his fists clasped and rode away.
Zhou Che ignored the feint attack order and acted rashly, which not only caused casualties to his own soldiers, but also affected the situation on the battlefield.
Under the military order, the seventh formation of reserve siege soldiers began to turn around, changed to heavy shield troops, and escorted the siege vehicles to advance towards the barbican city.
This process lasted for a long time, and many soldiers were killed during this period, because the Spirit Army could not just watch you coming.
Bu Shuo, who was commanding here, said succinctly and comprehensively: "Do your best to stop the responding Qin army!"
Zhou Che's troops inside the urn city were already unable to fly. The spiritual troops on the walls could just shoot down arrows to kill them. They quickly gathered some of their troops and turned around to intercept the soldiers of the seventh formation.
To advance to the bottom of the city, a lot of blood needs to be shed. Once here, you have to face the rain of falling rocks and arrows from above. This has become a hard battle.
The boulder fell down, the vertical shield was knocked away, and many soldiers died of violent blood.
General Qin, who was in charge of the response, also kept urging: "Hurry! Break open the stone door quickly!"
"Hey! Hey-"
Tall siege vehicles were hoisted with sharp wooden stakes, the front ends of which were wrapped in iron sheets. The soldiers shouted slogans and exerted their strength in unison.
The stone gate trembled one after another. No matter how hard it was, it was different from the city gate, and there was no support from the spiritual army inside. After dozens of blows, it was smashed into pieces.
Stone chips were flying everywhere, and General Qin shouted loudly: "Quick! Reach the brothers inside!"
The situation here was also seen from inside. Seeing his own response, Zhou Che's eyes widened immediately. While waving his sword to block the random arrows, he also shouted loudly: "Reinforcements are coming! Brothers, rush out of here -"
Under such circumstances, the surviving soldiers instantly gained confidence and began to run wildly outside regardless of the situation.
Seeing this, the spirit general above subconsciously shouted: "General."
Bu Shuo glanced at him and said in a calm voice: "This battle has defeated the Qin army's vigor. Today, it can be regarded as holding."
Lingzhou City is so strong that no matter how small the Ling Army's troops are, it is impossible to capture it in one day.
And today's defensive battle was a victory for the Ling Army. Not only did they withstand the Qin Army's offensive, but they also almost wiped out Zhou Che's troops.
After the battle, the blood of soldiers from both sides was spilled across the city gates. Outside, there were corpses, arrows stuck in random directions, and bloody gravel rolling down everywhere.
