On the third day after the two lieutenants withdrew from Pengshan Pass with more than 3,000 new soldiers serving as firepower, the center of the defensive formation deep within the pass wall began to rapidly collapse.
In just a few dozen breaths, the effect of the defensive array that Pengshan Pass relied on for survival disappeared directly, and the bricks and stones returned to their original strength.
This scene was immediately noticed by both the defenders on the city wall and the Yunyan barbarian who was climbing up the city wall with red eyes and roaring.
In the past, only being hit by a crossbow could leave a little dent or damage to the solid wall. Now, after Yunyan Barbarian punched it with all his strength, there would be traces of cracks and damage. Two more punches will make a dent. Not to mention the thick crossbow arrows of the bed crossbow, which are now enough to penetrate the wall half a foot deep with one arrow!
"Broken! The barrier is broken!"
A trace of panic flashed on the faces of the defenders on the city wall, and then they seemed to think of something again. Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the outer terrace of the Zhenguan Hall at the highest point. There was a figure as tall and tall as a javelin, and another figure. A handsome flag fluttering in the wind. Suddenly, everyone's hearts became hot for no reason.
At this time, I still remember what the military commander said a few mornings ago: Individually, you may be unknown, but together, you will definitely leave your name in history!
In the past, "names will remain in history" were performed on the stage by actors who read them in story books, and each one was a great hero. I didn't expect that I, a bunch of mud-legged soldiers and scoundrels who were destined to die, would one day have the opportunity to gather together and make a name for themselves in history?
Can this be true? Haven't you seen a big man like the military commander accompanying his brothers to death?
fear death? I’m no longer afraid. I'm just afraid that I'll die without any success. Now that you can leave your name in history, what is there to be unwilling to do?
Just kill!
Behind the pass at this time, the path that should have provided a steady stream of supplies and subsequent reinforcements had been completely cut off two days ago. The entire Pengshan Pass has become a lonely duckweed.
This was the military order that Zhao Panshan asked the two lieutenants who had withdrawn to take him down. From now on, no one will care about the life and death of Pengshan Pass, and Pengshan Pass is about to be broken. Pengshan City and even the Tianfeng Plain to the north of Pengshan City should immediately start preparations for war. Although just a few days are not long, it is enough for the various military forts and military cities that have been preparing for war for a long time to have a more accurate preparation to engage the enemy. This was the last contribution that the Pengshan Pass defenders gave Hong Chaoli.
In the evening of that day, the first large section of the pass city wall, which was more than ten feet high, finally collapsed. After a collapse, a gap appeared that was less than eight feet high and had a slope sufficient to climb. Like a tide, the Yunyan barbarians, who had been blocked by Pengshan Pass and were driven crazy, immediately surged toward this gap.
The consumption of flesh and blood did not stop until nightfall.
The high walls of the pass that lost their defensive array collapsed one after another under the constant bombardment from behind. There were four large and small gaps that made the pass almost become a sieve.
But until late at night, Pengshan Pass, which seemed to be in danger, was still standing in front of the vicious Yunyan army. Even though it was riddled with holes, it was still as hard to chew as a stone.
This made Yun Yan feel uncomfortable for a while. I originally thought that the strong wall allowed the defenders of Pengshan Pass to hold them back for more than half a year. But now that the high wall was no longer in danger, wouldn't they be able to defeat them in one fell swoop? But the result was a bloody blow.
Even the Yunyan soldiers on the front line felt that the Pengshan Pass defenders were more crazy than them at this time. That kind of forgetfulness of pain and death, almost like a mad beast's killing ferocity, made Yunyan's barbarians feel the spiritual shock for the first time.
Unfortunately, the pass has been broken, and the troops and horses are still there. Although the heart is determined and the will is strong, it cannot survive the continuous impact of the enemy for a long time. The overall situation is over, it's just a matter of loyalty.
It's dawn the next day.
The majestic Pengshan Pass can no longer see its original appearance. The broken city walls, damaged battle roads, and even the main hall of Zhenguan have mostly collapsed, making it look cruel and dilapidated. And there are all kinds of strange smells in the air, including the smell of fireworks, blood, feces and urine, and even the burnt smell of grease.
The Black Tiger Roaring Mountain Armor on Zhao Panshan's body had been broken in many places, a large gash was cut on his back, and a large piece of the breast protector on his front chest was dented. Moreover, his left arm, which was supposed to have a shield, has disappeared along with the armor and sleeves. The hole can even be seen with mucus oozing out from the fracture after it was burned to stop the bleeding.
But the tiger tooth in his right hand was still held tightly, and there were a few gaps on the sharp blade of the tiger thorn. At this time, it was on the ground to help Zhao Panshan stabilize his body. He was almost unsteady.
The deputy general is dead, and his body is in pieces. Is he probably burned to ashes by the kerosene from the previous period?
There were only two soldiers left around, one had no legs and one had no eyes but his hands were holding on to Zhao Panshan's handsome flag.
Looking behind him, he saw that there were still dozens of soldiers who had gathered following Zhao Panshan's commanding flag, and there should be some more on the city wall further away. But that's about it.
"Generals, I have been guarding the city for several years. I haven't tried to go to the other side yet. Now I suddenly feel that I am at a loss. You are willing to follow me and charge for a while. It seems more likely that we will die in the counterattack than on the city wall. More interesting. How about it?"
"I am willing to follow the commander into battle!"
"Very good! Is the messenger still there?"
"exist!"
"Blow the horn and charge the whole army!"
"yes!"
Woo.! Woo! Woo!
Three dull and long horn sounds resounded through the pass, and figures with blood-stained faces and black faces emerged from the ruins. They were stunned for a moment, and after hearing clearly that it was their own charge horn, they seemed to regain their energy, and jumped out of the cover. Roaring, running, staggering, and even crawling, he started to rush down the gap in the city wall with the handsome flag.
As Zhao Panshan's handsome flag was finally kicked down, Pengshan Pass, which had been holding on for more than half a year, was finally broken by Yun Yan.
Both sides consumed tens of thousands of people in this millstone of flesh and blood. Even the consumption far exceeded Yunyan Jinting's worst-case estimate.
Finally, when I stayed at the foot of Pengshan Pass and saw the figure of the first Yunyan soldier appearing behind the pass, a flying feather was released. Half an hour later, several more flying feathers were released from the nearest military station. In just one day, everyone behind Pengshan Pass and using the hilly areas around Pengshan City as the second line of defense knew that Black Tiger General Zhao Panshan had died in the line of duty. Then it’s time to see how they fight.
However, for the next five days, spies under Pengshan Pass discovered that Yunyan's army did not go north immediately after passing the pass. Instead, they set up camp on the narrow terrain behind Pengshan Pass. For the time being, they could not see the intention of attacking.
Is it because the flesh and blood mill has consumed too much for most of the year and needs a rest?
Or is there no rush to attack because of other arrangements?
(End of chapter)
