Chapter 94 Falling Rock

Style: Historical Author: Chris WebberWords: 2113Update Time: 24/02/20 15:07:49
The road ahead became steep and narrow, with only enough room for four horses to walk parallel. On one side was an almost vertical cliff, and on the other side was an abyss. If rocks were thrown from a mountain, people on the road would have to choose between being stoned to death or jumping off a cliff.

"Send the plank to the front, quickly!" Wang Wenzuo ordered.

The soldiers of the Tang Army passed the planks forward. The craftsmen at the front placed the three-meter-long and two-meter-wide planks against the cliff with one end and the ground. Then they drove wooden wedges on the outside of the planks. A few boards left a gap at one end.

After all this was completed, the soldiers of the Tang Army began to pass through the narrow mountain road in front of them in a loose formation.

Sure enough, not long after walking, there was a burst of yelling and cursing from the mountain, followed by raindrops of stones falling down. It turned out that the Baekje people erected more than ten levers on the inside of the cliff above the mountain road. When the Tang people passed the dangerous section of the road, they sent a signal, and the Baekje people above lifted the baskets filled with gravel with levers, and then lifted them. It turned over Tang Ren's head and pulled the rope to flip the basket over and let the gravel fall down.

Unexpectedly, the Tang soldiers quickly got into the gap between the wooden board and the cliff nearby. The falling rocks hit the wooden board with a loud bang, and then rolled down into the abyss, but few of them were knocked down.

"Fortunately, I was prepared to join the army, otherwise -" Yuan Aolie let out a sigh of relief. Although the Baekje man's rock-falling move seemed quite crude, it was an unsolvable killing move. However, he thought that Wang Wenzuo would be killed like this. Simply broken.

Wang Wenzuo waved his hand, and the elevation angle of the four "Scorpions" was raised to the highest point. The gunner shook the wooden handle. He could hear the sound of the tendons being twisted to the tightest point. He immediately slapped the trigger, and the stone bullets flew out and reached the highest point. Then fell in despair.

"Join the army, the enemy's position is too high and is beyond our range!"

Condescending, one against ten! Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, but he knew he had better not let his frustration show: "A stone dropped from such a height will definitely miss a long way. It was just a coincidence!"

As if to refute Wang Wenzuo's words, a stone the size of a millstone fell from the sky and smashed the board into pieces, along with the people under the board. Wang Wenzuo stared at the blood flowing out from under the broken wood and swallowed subconsciously.

"Reinforce the wooden boards with pickets and pillars, hurry up, hurry up!" Wang Wenzuo shouted loudly. He knew that he had to be cold enough at this time. If the general wavered on the battlefield, the soldiers would retreat. If the general retreated, the soldiers would retreat. Will run away, coldness will kill ten people, and wavering will kill ten thousand people!

Under the command of Wang Wenzuo, the Tang army spent 60 lives to build this narrow corridor. Rockfalls on the mountain could no longer harm the soldiers passing through this approximately 300-step-long mountain path. Five steps, one life! Wang Wenzuo said to himself silently as he passed by, one day the Baekje people will have to pay the price for this, with their blood and their lives!

"The people of the Tang Dynasty were really well prepared. Only so many people died on Duantou Road!" Looking at the enemies who were filing through the narrow mountain road, Sha Zha Xiangru sighed: "Changzhi, why don't you take advantage of their unsteady footing? Go out and have a killing spree?"

"Didn't you say that they came prepared? Most of our soldiers are new soldiers, how many of them can fight hard?" Hei Te Changzhi rolled his eyes: "Will this battle last? We have to save our strength for the back! "

"Yes!" Sha Zha Xiangru nodded: "As for the Tang Dynasty's repeated crossbows, have you ever thought about how to deal with them?"

A friend touched an old scar, and a hint of gloom appeared on Sha Zha Xiangru's face. After a moment, he whispered: "There is a method, but I don't know if it is effective!"

"It would be great if there is a way!" Sha Zha Xiangru was quite optimistic: "How can we know if it works if we don't try it? If it doesn't work, the most we can do is give up this city and retreat to the next city. Ren Cun Mountain City has ten How many of them are there? I don’t believe that the Tang people could fight them all the way up the mountain road!”

The haze on Heijia Changzhi's face disappeared. As his friend said, this terrible mountain city is composed of thirteen stone cities of different sizes. The winding and narrow mountain roads, countless stones and the gravity brought by the height are the key to guarding the city. The most powerful weapon of a soldier, the most fearless warrior will be frightened when he sees all this. He nodded: "Let's get started. Let the soldiers come down from the city wall, leaving only two scouts!"

"It's strange, there's no one on the wall!" Yuan Aolie squinted his eyes and said, "At least I didn't see anyone!"

Just as Yuan Aoli said, there was no one on the city wall, only the white flag of the Baekje people was fluttering in the wind. Wang Wenzuo is not a saint. Besides, even a saint will be furious after the enemy throws stones at your head for half an hour. He wants to smash the heads of those who throw stones. Do the Baekje people give up this stone fortress? Already?

"Scorpion, are you ready?" Wang Wenzuo shouted sharply.

"Three are ready!"

"Very well, shoot with stone bullets, the target is the female wall!"

Black Teeth Heng curled up behind the female wall and carefully peered through the shooting hole at the enemy's movements. Although his surname is also Black Teeth, he is not a bloodline of the Black Teeth family. Perhaps it was the seed left unintentionally by a certain Black Teeth family master five or six generations ago. His surname was Hei Teeth because of his own efforts and blood and sweat. ——Not just anyone can become Hei Te Changzhi’s comrade.

He has sharp eyes, sensitive ears, strong legs and a smart head - but unfortunately his frame is not strong enough and his strength is not strong enough. He cannot wear heavy armor or draw a strong bow. He can only do A scout, not a guard standing in front of the master.

The task given to him by the master was very simple - stay on the stone wall and watch the movements of the Tang people, and then blow different whistles according to the movements of the Tang people. This Black Teeth Heng was very good at it.

boom!

With the first sound, Hei Te Heng saw that the city dish about seven or eight steps away from him was hit by a stone bullet. His first reaction was that he had been discovered by the enemy, but the next stone bullet hit him It's a city farther away. Did it miss the mark?

Still shooting randomly, Black Teeth Heng held the whistle in his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to blow it. More and more stone bullets flew up to the city, and the fragments flew everywhere. Black Teeth Heng had to tighten his neck to reduce the probability of being hit. A few minutes later, he suddenly heard a scream and looked back. , I saw another scout on the city wall falling to the ground, covering his head with his hands, blood flowing out from his fingers, forming a pool of blood.

Black Teeth Heng leaned down, crawled to his companion's side, and turned him over. He saw that his face was pale, his breathing was rapid, there was an obvious depression on the right side of his skull, and blood was flowing out of the wound. He lifted it up with all his strength and dragged it towards the stairs, completely ignoring the gravel flying everywhere.

"It's time to start!" Wang Wenzuo waved his right hand vigorously, and the herald's high-pitched voice waved in front of the formation. The military flag tilted forward, and the soldiers lined up in a checkerboard-shaped formation began to move forward slowly. At the front was the man holding a shield. Spearmen and archers followed, and in the gaps between the phalanx were infantry carrying long ladders. The stone bullets passed over the heads of the phalanx and hit the city wall hard, knocking down possible enemies.