Yesugei's expression turned stern. He pressed his hand on Gongsun Wulou's chest and performed a military salute. He also said that he would obey the order. But when he straightened up, he felt a burst of smoke and dust blowing into his face, the smell of flattery and the smell of urine.
The smells mixed together, giving him a feeling of vomiting. Gongsun Wulou and his men had already arrived at the gate of Wengcheng where they came from. As the last cavalry figure disappeared at the gate,
, the gate of the Wengcheng slowly closed, and all the more than a thousand soldiers brought by Yesugei were locked inside the Wengcheng.
The flag-bearing soldier beside Yesugei spat on the ground angrily: "Who are these people? We came for reinforcements under the orders of the national master. That's good. This guy ran away and refused for a moment.
Stay a little longer, general, I'm telling you, why are we in such a hurry? Don't you know what Gongsun Wulou's virtue is?"
Yesugei sighed: "I'm not here to save Gongsun Wulou. What I really want to save is General Helan Harimu!"
His eyes fell on the general flag that had fallen under the city and was riddled with holes, and he gritted his teeth: "Helan Harimu is a famous general of my Dayan. Although he is not from the same tribe as us, he has noble character and superb handsomeness.
, I have always admired him, and although I did not have the opportunity to fight side by side with him until death, it is also our blessing to be able to continue fighting with the flag he left behind!"
He said, glanced at the still steaming city top, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know who threw the damn lime on the city top, but in this way, the enemy troops will not be able to climb up the city top.
What we have to guard against now is the attack from the city gate. We must all form a formation to guard the city gate. As long as there is still one alive in our unit, we will never let a single Jin army break through from the east city!"
As he spoke, he drew out his sword, jumped off his horse, and walked towards the city gate: "We are warriors of Dayan. No matter what rushes in from the city gate, we cannot be afraid, let alone retreat.
This battle is not only for victory, but also for life and death, kill!"
More than a thousand rough voices shouted in unison: "Kill!" and a surge of morale reached to the sky.
Nancheng, Shuaitai.
Liu Yuwen was sitting on the commander's platform. A messenger knelt down in front of him and said solemnly: "Report to the commander, from the direction of Dongcheng, General Zhuge's gold-touching team, together with more than a thousand soldiers from Qingzhou, successfully attacked the city.
, Unexpectedly, the enemy army bombarded the city with lime bags and attacked with a large number of water bags. More than 3,000 Yan troops at the city head, together with our soldiers, were all killed. General Zhuge was reorganizing his troops and preparing to attack the city gate next time.
We hereby report the attack!"
Liu Yu nodded: "Go back and tell General Zhuge that I saw his efforts here. Colonel Hu and his gold-touching warriors, and all the Qingzhou soldiers who attacked the city, are all good. Why do I have such a
I am proud of my subordinates. Please also ask General Zhuge not to be too reluctant. The enemy has gone crazy and even killed his own people. Next time you attack, be careful not to fall into the enemy's trap."
The messenger obeyed and retreated. Liu Muzhi looked at his leaving figure and shook his head gently: "Changmin really spent a lot of money this time. Those short dwarves who touched gold were his aces.
And the method of moving the earth is also his unique skill. Unexpectedly, all this army was lost at the head of Guanggu City today."
Liu Yu sighed softly: "The enemy general Helan Harimu can be regarded as a good general in the Yan army, but he died with our army like this. His death actually meant that Dongcheng was breached within a few hours.
It's just that we can't go directly to the wall now. It will take some time there. Changmin is getting angry, and with the cautious heavy-armored troops, we just have to wait for good news. But..."
When he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the south city gate: "I'm afraid we have to conquer the south city before them."
Wang Miaoyin smiled slightly and pointed in the direction of the south city gate: "Commander, look, Brother Tieniu has come up with a good idea. He can actually use this siege hook to pull away the sand bags and earth bags that are blocking the city gate.
."
Liu Yu looked at the direction of the city gate and saw more than ten claw hooks placed on the Eight Bull Crossbows. These weapons were originally used to shoot at the city head, suppress enemy archers, or directly attack the wall with broken spears.
Now there are more than a dozen of the magic soldiers of the wall lined up in a row, about fifty steps away from the wide south city gate. But they were originally piled at the door opening, filled with dense sandbags and earth bags.
Most of the city gate was filled, with only a foot or two of space. You could vaguely see the Yan Army sergeants still running busy inside the gate.
Occasionally, there will be a few crossbowmen of the Yan Army shooting outside through these gaps, but the accuracy and range are completely uncontrollable, so that the Jin Army sergeants on the opposite side can place their shots calmly.
These are great crossbow machines, but this time what is mounted on the crossbow arms is not those three-foot-long broken rods, but claw hooks with long ropes trailing at the tails.
A sound of footsteps sounded from the top of the city tower. More than 20 Yan Army archers took their bows and crossbows and ran quickly to the crenel. They bent their bows and nocked arrows, trying to shoot at these eight-stone running cattle crossbows.
But as soon as they ran out of the hiding place, they felt darkness in front of them. It was a shower of arrows, rising from the city. At least three hundred arrows rained down hard on these archers. Five or six of them rushed in front.
The man suddenly became a target filled with arrows and fell to the ground dead. The remaining people did not dare to rush out to die. They were still three or four steps away from the battlements, so they just randomly shot the arrows in their hands.
When he got out, he didn't even have time to see if he had hit the target, before he turned around and fled back to the rubble pile made up of broken trees and rocks where he was hiding.
Xiang Mi carried a big ax on his shoulder and paced back and forth behind the more than ten Eight Ox God Crossbows. He nodded with satisfaction to the more than a thousand archers lined up under the city: "Very good, as long as we continue
If any Yan slave dares to show his face, I will cum in his mother's pussy."
The archers cheered in unison, and the two commanders standing beside them waved their bows and arrows and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Brother Tieniu, Yangou will shoot him as a target if he dares to show his head!"
Xiang Mi laughed and pushed away a sergeant standing in front of him who was operating the Eight Ox God Crossbow. He and a few companions tried to fix the crossbow on the ground, but the land happened to be uneven, and the three wooden
The feet cannot be locked to the ground no matter what.
Xiang Mi picked up the crossbow body, which weighed five to six hundred kilograms. He grabbed the arms of the crossbow with both hands and supported the crossbow body with his waist. With his body like a human bear, he directly pulled the crossbow machine on his body.
He yelled: "Cum for me!"
This chapter has been completed!