The ghost army's southern stronghold, frontal battlefield.
Countless arrows flew up from the Qin army's camp with firelight, lighting up the sky, covering the ghost army, and shrouded them like a dense rain of fire.
I don't know how many ghost soldiers were knocked over on the spot, and miserable screams came one after another.
Rockets were inserted diagonally everywhere one after another, some were nailed to the wooden walls, and some were nailed to the tents, quickly triggering fires.
Inside the ghost army stronghold, there were strange screams, roars, and urgings. All units were running in panic. Some rushed to the front line to support, while others rushed to put out the fire, creating an extremely chaotic scene.
Outside.
The rocket was still being ejected, like streaks of meteors streaking across the sky, and the dense rain of fire was brilliant and brilliant.
Wei Qing was at the command post, his horse's front hooves raised high, his sword pointing forward: "Attack——"
The exciting war drums sounded.
Accompanied by loud shouts:
"Kill--"
The soldiers of the Qin army seemed to be desperate for their lives and began to rush forward crazily.
The battlefield quickly zoomed in. Looking from the ghost army's side, rockets were shooting randomly, there were dots of torches below, and there were crowds of people.
The ghost general stationed on the southern front naturally ran over to take command. Seeing this situation, his expression changed drastically: "Fight back! Fight back quickly!"
There was no need for him to talk nonsense. The ghost army on the wall had already bent their bows and arrows and fired back at the bottom.
Under the random arrows from both sides, people screamed and fell from the wall from time to time. On the Qin army's side, people were also shot by stray arrows from time to time, but this did not affect the Qin army's forward charge at all.
This is an elite force.
After swarming under the stronghold wall, the ladder was quickly put up. The Qin army soldiers began to hold swords in their mouths, use their hands and feet together, ignoring the random arrows above their heads, and each one was more desperate than the other.
A soldier approached the city. The ghost army attacked the lower one from high and stabbed with spears. But before the soldier died, he grabbed the spear that was pierced into his body and swung the sword in his right hand upwards. Blood spattered and both of them fell down at the same time. Fall down the wall.
And this happened not only in this place, but also allowed the ghost army to truly see what it means to be a tiger and wolf master!
This battle was extremely bloody! The elite soldiers of the Qin army were already very brave, and they came with a lot of resentment to fight against the ghost clan. You can imagine their momentum.
Although the southern front is not a big battle, the severity of this battle exceeds all previous war scenes, because the Qin army is going to crush the ghost army to death in one breath!
This desperate fighting style caused violent vibrations in the entire stronghold of the ghost army. After only half an hour of fighting, the ghost army began to feel frightened.
For the first time, they felt deep fear when facing the Central Plains troops. This fear was caused by their momentum.
The ghost general stationed on the southern front had never seen such a ferocious offensive. At this time, he was in a panic and was shouting for command:
"Left wing, go and support left wing!"
"Flagbearer! Command flag! Quickly strike the command flag——"
"The troops are coming up! Come on! Come on!"
"Carry all the wounded down!"
In such a fierce battle scene, there were fires everywhere, and the sounds of killing, clashing of weapons, and howls could be heard. Without the command flag, it would be difficult for the troops to stay in chaos.
At the instructions of the ghost general, the ghost army on a lookout began to wave the command flag. There were torches all around him, so the supporting troops waiting on the ghost army could clearly see it.
And Wei Qing has been paying attention to this for a long time.
This was also the reason why he insisted on calling Luo to rush over.
At the moment, he was standing next to Luo Chong, pointing at the ghost army flag bearer from a distance: "Shoot it over, can you do it?"
"This distance should be fine, I will try it eventually."
As Luo Chong spoke, he drew an arrow and nocked the bow, then stepped forward to draw it to full length in an instant, his movements flowing smoothly.
During the night battle, the ghost army's standard-bearers illuminated by torches were like beacons.
The stiff bow made a slight sound, which was a sign of extreme tension.
Luo Chong was focused on nothing else.
It seemed like the shouts of death all around him had quieted down.
In his eyes, there are only goals and his own hard bow.
The bowstring twitched, and the sharp arrow shot out!
Black arrows cut through the sky, like thunder and lightning, flying past many people, and with a whooshing sound, they were nailed to the neck of the ghost army flag bearer. They entered from the left neck and came out from the right neck. The barbs of the arrows were dripping with blood. .
"Beautiful! You deserve to be the best archer in our army! This archery skill is unparalleled!" Wei Qing couldn't help but praise him. Although it is not clear from a distance, the ghost army can probably be shot over. have witnessed.
It is not easy to pierce the Yangtze with a hundred steps in such a chaotic battle. Luo Chong drew back his bow and exhaled: "The general is scared, but fortunately the target of the ghost army standard bearer is big enough."
"Can you shoot down the enemy general?" Wei Qing asked again. If this is possible, this place will be defeated immediately.
Luo Chong shook his head and said truthfully: "The opponent has many shielders around him, and the battle is chaotic at night. The target is protected by the crowd and cannot succeed."
"Yes." Wei Qing patted his shoulder: "Then you can play freely and keep an eye on the ghost army command."
"clear!"
Luo Chong clasped his fists, began to string up his bow and arrows, and wandered around the battlefield. Every time an arrow was shot, a ghost army would scream and fall to the ground.
As the enemy's flag fell, Wei Qing would certainly seize this opportunity, and the Qin army's offensive became even more fierce.
"Support troops! Where are the support troops!?"
On the wall of the village, the ghost general stared and roared, his face stern, but actually he was panicking inside.
"General, the flag bearer is dead." Someone said in a panic.
"Fart! How is it possible at such a distance!"
"It's true. He was just shot to death by the Qin Army's crossbowmen."
"Ah!?" After confirming again and again, the ghost general was shocked and said quickly: "Quick! Pass this general's order to support the left wing! The left wing!"
"Replace with a new flag bearer!"
As he spoke, he began to run around, shouting:
"Keep—"
"You must guard it——"
But under such an offensive, there are signs of breakthrough here, especially on the left side of the wall, several ladders have been erected, and the Qin army on top is approaching the city.
"Come on! Die together!"
One of the Qin soldiers roared loudly, his eyes turned red, and he jumped up and rushed towards the ghost army.
The soldiers at the back followed closely, one after another. After coming up, they slashed with their swords. No matter how many people there were on the other side, they rushed in to leave room for the brothers behind them.
Another Qin army on the ladder appeared. The defending ghost army was about to raise a spear and stab it, but a cold arrow suddenly shot out and killed him on the spot.
Luo Chong, who was a hundred steps away, dwarfed, hid behind his shield and wandered for a few steps, then raised his bow and aimed elsewhere.
The ghost army was shot dead, and there was a gap in the defense for a few seconds. The Qin army soldiers who took the lead followed the trend, met the spearmen in front of them, and moved forward fiercely.
Later, when the Qin army advanced again, there were already more and more troops.
After a while, a chaotic battle broke out on the wall.
And in this kind of face-to-face hand-to-hand combat, how could the ghost army be the opponent compared to Xiaoyong!
No matter any city or fortress, as long as it is attacked by the Qin army, there can only be one end!
A fierce aura rushed towards his face.
The fear of death spreads in my heart.
Even the frightened ghost army began to scream and run for their lives.
