While Ji Luochen was suppressing the royal family's ancestral temple, war also began in the western frontier.
Nearly 150,000 troops from the Western Regions came to the city. They first verbally threatened Han Xin and his Wushen Army who were guarding the city to leave the city and surrender.
After being stimulated by Han Xin's words, the commander of the Western Region Army could no longer bear it and began to launch a siege.
Han Xin had already made complete preparations before.
After the siege began, rolling stones were thrown down from the top of the city one after another, killing the soldiers from the Western Regions who wanted to climb the city wall.
There are 50,000 Martial God troops in the city itself, while the Western Region Army has nearly 150,000 people. Although the Western Region Army has the numerical advantage, since ancient times, the siege team has needed ten times more to attack the city.
In this siege, the Western Region army was really too arrogant and too eager for quick success.
The offensive battle between the two sides lasted for most of the day, but in the end they still failed to take control of the city wall. In the end, the Western Region Army had no choice but to retreat and study the subsequent siege plan.
"Sir, this Yonghe City is too difficult to attack. If the time drags on for a long time, it may not be good for us. We are fighting alone. If the time drags on for a long time, we will not be able to capture Yonghe City. We will wait for Dazhou's reaction. Come here, send reinforcements and we will never have a chance again.”
The general of the Western Region Army said to the Rakshasa priest hidden in the black robe.
Upon hearing the general's inquiry, the Rakshasa priest tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, as if he was meditating on something.
"Get ready to attack Yonghe City tonight."
Suddenly, the Rakshasa priest said in a deep voice.
Hearing that the priest was going to attack Yonghe City at night, the general of the Western Region Army couldn't help but look excited.
You must know that this priest is a big shot in the Rakshasa sect and has many methods. Since he said he would attack Yonghe City at night, it means that he is fully confident.
"Yes, sir."
"By the way, you go out and select a thousand elites for me and let them wait outside the tent."
After listening to the words of the priest, the Lord couldn't help but said quickly: "Okay, sir, I will go and prepare."
The general walked out of the camp and quickly began to make arrangements.
On the other side, after the Rakshasa cult priest was the only one left in the tent, he saw the priest slowly take out a handful of paper figurines from his arms.
Those paper figures all look like soldiers wearing armor.
Then I saw the priest waving his hand, and when the paper figures landed, they all stood there strangely.
Then the Rakshasa priest muttered something. After reciting the magic formula, the paper figures seemed to have spiritual powers and walked in rows towards the outside of the tent.
At this time, a thousand elite soldiers from the Western Regions were waiting outside the camp.
The moment those paper figures walked out of the camp, they couldn't help but startled the elite soldiers from the Western Regions.
But before the elite soldiers could recover, they saw the paper figures crawling on top of the soldiers.
After the paper man and the soldiers fit together, the soldiers' eyes couldn't help but change. Each of their eyes turned green, and then their spirits became more fierce.
Vehicles covered with tarpaulins were pushed in from a distance by soldiers. When the tarpaulins were lifted, huge hammers weighing several hundred kilograms were placed inside.
The soldiers who were close to the paper figures stepped forward with dull expressions and easily held the hundreds of kilograms of giant hammers in their hands as if they were nothing.
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but be shocked and couldn't help but open their mouths from ear to ear.
You know, they just push these giant hammers weighing hundreds of kilograms, and each vehicle requires the combined efforts of dozens of people.
Unexpectedly, those people handled such a heavy weapon as if they were playing with it.
"The three armies line up."
The general knew that a war was about to begin and began to gather his troops.
In the daytime battle, as the siege party, they suffered the greatest losses, with more than 30,000 people.
Now the army is less than 110,000.
According to their statistics, there should be more than 40,000 Zhou troops in Yonghe City. Yes, in a siege during the day, the Martial God Army in Yonghe City only lost a few thousand people.
Thousands of people replaced nearly 30,000 people in the Western Region army. This battle can be said to be a complete victory.
If there is no better siege plan, they will never be able to capture Yonghe City with just these 110,000 people.
On the other side, Han Xin, wearing a white armor and covered in blood, stood on the city wall, looking in the direction of the Western Region Army's camp with a solemn expression.
"Send the order and tell everyone to brace themselves. I feel that something big may happen tonight. No matter what, we must defend Yonghe City. If Yonghe City is lost, the soldiers behind will be wiped out, and our parents, brothers and sisters will be defeated." I will suffer the devastation of these people from the Western Regions, whether it is for my family or our country, we must win this battle."
After hearing Han Xin's words, the deputy general beside him also knew the criticality of this battle, and immediately went down to inform him.
According to time calculation, Dazhou's support should arrive tomorrow morning. By then, it will be time for them to counterattack.
It's just that Han Xin doesn't know the strength of the reinforcements sent this time, but he believes in His Majesty's ability, and the reinforcements sent by His Majesty will definitely not be too weak.
I don’t know how much time passed, but in the dead of night, suddenly there were figures walking towards Yonghe City.
Those people did not hold torches, they were all covered in black robes, blending perfectly into the night.
If you don't pay attention, it is difficult to see those people.
I saw thousands of people holding giant hammers weighing hundreds of kilograms, sneaking towards the city gate.
Fortunately, with Han Xin's reminder, when those people were about to arrive in front of the city gate, they were discovered by a soldier, and then a voice cut through the night sky and floated in the Yonghe City.
"'Enemy attack, enemy attack.'
As the shouts rang out, a group of soldiers sleeping in their clothes got up from the ground and climbed onto the city wall with weapons in hand.
The Martial God Army reacted very quickly. After discovering the enemy, they bent their bows and drew arrows, and shot arrows like rain at the sneak attack soldiers from the Western Regions.
Seeing that he was discovered, the leading Western Region general tore into pieces the black robe that covered him.
The burly body was displayed in front of the world. It was the three-meter-tall God of War from the Western Regions.
I saw Qi Sha roaring and roaring, and the first one rushed towards the gate of Yonghe City in the distance.
The thousand elites behind them also launched a charge, and the arrows falling from the sky made a tinkling sound when they hit them.
Those people were all made of iron and steel, and the arrows did little harm to them.
boom! ! !
Qi Sha was the first to rush to the city gate, and slammed the giant hammer into the city gate with a loud bang that directly caused the city gate to scream.
"Hold the city gate to me."
A general of the Martial God Army stood in the city gate and shouted sternly.
Then hundreds of soldiers carried huge logs, veins popped up on their foreheads, and they pressed against the city gate with gnashing teeth.
On the other side, Han Xin, who came after hearing the news, also climbed onto the city wall. Looking at Qi Sha and others who kept hitting the city gate, he couldn't help but frown.
