There were two thousand people, and they were far apart in the criss-crossing alleys.
The only ones who really face the enemy are the one or two thousand soldiers and horses in the front part.
When the rear team changed into the front team, the soldiers who were at the front had already quietly shuttled to both sides of the enemy army, forming a pincer attack on the enemy in the center!
On the one hand, this can maximize one's own combat effectiveness, and more importantly, it can completely block the opponent's escape path and completely block the enemy in place.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, they fell into the most bloody exchange.
The shouts of killing went straight into the sky, startling countless ordinary people who had just fallen asleep.
The most brutal street fighting started without any warning. Obviously, before the defenders could react, they were attacked by their colleagues who had just been accompanying them as friendly forces. They were unable to resist an effective counterattack for a while.
The commander looked horrified at this time. No matter how stupid he was, he could understand that these people were probably the enemy troops that had sneaked in. However, he could not imagine at all how the enemies had armed themselves to the teeth.
Before he died, he never thought that the friendly troops in the other two stations not far away from him had already been unexpectedly wiped out by the opponent. He just kept wondering in his heart why the shouts of killing were so loud here that the other two stations were so loud. Why haven't our friendly forces come to the rescue yet?
After paying the price of half of their soldiers, these defenders finally discovered that the enemy was too powerful to fight, but their first subconscious reaction was not to fight to the end, but to retreat to the northern city wall and meet with the commander-in-chief.
But when they were about to retreat, they discovered to their despair that their retreat had been blocked by others.
The captain of ten thousand who had been hiding aside was now standing at the end of the alley, his face glowing red as reflected by the torch in his hand.
He looked coldly at the escaping enemy troops and ordered softly: "Fight quickly, please pay attention to me, don't damage those armors, we will have to attack the city wall later."
"Here!"
Thousands of people shouted in unison, and then rushed towards the enemy with bare hands!
The remaining 1,000 people had already fallen into despair. Suddenly they found that their escape route was blocked. How could they still have the will to fight?
The morale of one side was high, and the other side was devastated. Even though they were fighting with bare hands and heavily armed troops, their numerical advantage still allowed them to win the final victory of this street battle with a crushing force.
He took the time to put on the enemy's clothes. The captain knew that his side had been completely exposed at this time. The shouts of killing must have been noticed on the city wall. If he wanted to be prepared, he could only attack by force.
Four thousand people had already put on armor and picked up weapons before, and after the street fighting ended, there were another two thousand people.
Then the number of fully armed soldiers has reached nearly 6,000.
It should be enough to defeat the other side's 4,000 defenders on the city wall with 6,000 men, plus the remaining 4,000 well-trained soldiers who are unarmed!
The captain calculated the time silently, and seemed to be able to capture the north wall before the general's request, and felt a little relieved.
It's just that what he's thinking about right now isn't his own problem.
Neither he nor the men in his army had ever thought about the issue of Yuan Shao's tiger talisman.
According to his design, as long as he can successfully enter the station, these four thousand people will instantly catch the other side off guard.
He raised his head and looked at the fire on the west side of the city gate, his face uncertain.
The cavalryman in disguise and the sudden fire at the west city gate undoubtedly paved the way for his side's attack at the most critical moment.
He is too familiar with this style. This is Qin Feng's combat style.
Move the tiger away from the mountain, lure the enemy deep, and then use mobility to surround and annihilate it.
Only this time, it was Qin Feng's hand that moved the tiger away from the mountain. It was the tacit understanding between himself and his men that led the enemy to go deep and encircle them.
Let's rewind time back to before the first enemy garrison near the North City Gate was attacked, and turn our attention to the West City Gate.
If Wang Jianguo could see the defense status of the four city gates in the city, he would definitely lament the carelessness of the system design game.
The station layout is almost exactly the same, and even the deployment of soldiers seems to be copied and pasted.
The only difference between the West City Gate and the North City Gate is that a full 15,000 people came here to attack.
Qin Feng temporarily recruited nearly half of the soldiers from the tens of thousands of troops "swept" in the city to support the attack on the west gate, and he himself also appeared here.
"General, how should we fight?" Another captain asked Qin Fengdao in a low voice.
Different from the north of the city, the west of the city is an extremely vast market during the day, and turns into a huge open space at night. This place is far away from the three garrison at the city gate, in order to prevent the other party from discovering one's side. .
Qin Feng took a few deep breaths, and then said: "No matter which one of the four city gates it is, it is difficult to fight. The terrain here is the simplest, so I transferred the most people. Do you know why?"
"Because it's the most difficult here." The captain replied in a low voice with a solemn look on his face.
Qin Feng nodded and continued: "It is much harder not to be discovered by the opponent here than in other places, so we should not hide ourselves deliberately. What this city gate requires is speed, and we must make a big noise. It is best to have a loud noise. To the point where it can share the pressure on the other three siege armies, do you understand what I mean?"
The ten thousand captain did not speak, but nodded firmly.
"Many people will die. Be mentally prepared and don't feel bad." Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder.
The Captain smiled casually: "These past few years have been the happiest days I have ever lived. Ever since Lao Tang and the others were killed in battle, my men have already been prepared to die for our lord. Don't worry."
Old soup.
A name that had never appeared in the ears of Qi Zhen or Wang Jianguo.
I am afraid that only Lin Biao in the team really knows the specific names of their next-level generals, except for the four generals of Feng Linhuoshan.
Although Qin Feng was young, he had 100,000 soldiers under his command, so he could not do everything personally. Six of the ten thousand captains under his command died one after another, all of them died in the battle with Guan and Zhang.
The ten thousand captains and Qin Feng have an extremely close relationship, and they are even more intimate with each other, as if they were brothers.
In the face of the times, everyone is insignificant, whether it is these ten thousand captains or the four generals Feng Linhuoshan.
But the wheel of history is slowly pushed forward by ordinary people who are not qualified to leave traces in history books.
Except for the captain who patrolled the city who was promoted later, Qin Feng still handed over this heavy responsibility to his four most trusted subordinates without hesitation.
Qin Feng said: "I'm with you."
"General, don't take personal risks!" Wan Fu shouted loudly.
"There's so much to say, get ready to charge." Qin Feng glanced at him angrily.
"Oh, here." Captain Wan was a little aggrieved.
"Remember, before the enemy sees us, if you can, don't make a sound. The moment the enemy sees us, that's when we have no scruples. Remember?" Qin Feng said.
The captain nodded.
After burning a stick of incense, three armies of five thousand men each rushed towards the local garrison!
A quarter of an hour later, the deafening shouts of killing rang out from the three stations almost in no particular order!
Half an hour later, 15,000 people wiped out all 6,000 enemy troops in the three garrisons. At the same time, three soldiers wearing enemy clothes rode fast horses and headed straight for the other three city gates!
Immediately afterwards, nearly half of the soldiers who had died picked up the weapons beside them and attacked the city wall!
The soldiers set fire to the military supplies and provisions piled under the city wall.
The fire spread and reached the sky in a blink of an eye.
Under the leadership of Qin Fengshen, the soldiers bravely began to climb the few stairs to climb the city, and started the most primitive hand-to-hand combat with the opponent!
An hour later, with the sound of three sudden gunshots, Gao Lan, the commander-in-chief of the West City Gate garrison under Yuan Shao, was killed!
In this battle, only less than 2,000 of the 15,000 siege troops remained. The captain of ten thousand and his ten captains of thousands were all killed.
Brave and not afraid of death!
"Carry supplies, open the city gate, and lower the suspension bridge!" Qin Feng was also seriously injured, but he was able to move without any hindrance. He looked at the blood and corpses on the ground, his face still neither sad nor happy, and ordered loudly.
"Here!" The remaining soldiers responded loudly with their eyes filled with scarlet red.
Two thousand people guard a city wall. In fact, the positions are not very dense. Now, in addition to disposing of the enemy's corpses, their main job is to collect the corpses of their colleagues until they are finished. Buried uniformly.
Qin Feng temporarily appointed the highest-ranking subordinate as the commander, and strictly required him to handle all relevant matters as soon as possible. He must patrol the next city gate non-stop.
An hour has passed, and even if he trusts his subordinates again, he is still worried about the situation of the three city gates.
It is a pity that after paying such a heavy price, the soldiers here can no longer help the other three parties and can only stay to deal with the follow-up matters.
Qin Feng had already put on a suit of armor, with a shoulder knife on his waist. He checked the bullets in the Sand Eagle's magazine, then tucked his legs into the horse's belly and headed straight for the North City Gate.
At the north city gate, the battle was coming to an end at this time.
Thanks to the strategy of diverting the tiger away from the mountain at the west city gate, the siege here was not really difficult, but it was a pity that the guard above the city gate was Yan Liang.
Yan Liang was holding on to the tower at this time. Due to limited space, he could not send a large number of soldiers to attack at once, so he only had hundreds of soldiers surrounding the tower.
