Chapter 536: Life and Death on the Floating Bridge
Qin Fang, on the high platform, Mao Dang's face was full of smiles. He smiled at Fu Rong, who still looked calm, and said: "General Fu, you really have it. This catapult is set up just right and can cross the bridge."
The Jin army suffered heavy casualties, haha, if we fire more than ten rounds like this, we will definitely break all three bridges."
Fu Rong smiled and waved his hand, turned to the ordering soldier on one side and said: "Send the order, one hundred trebuchets should stop shooting, and the remaining fourteen can only fire sporadically, no rapid fire!"
Mao Dang's smile froze on his face and he asked curiously: "General Fu, what are you doing? Do you want to let the Jin army cross the bridge?"
Fu Rong smiled slightly: "Yes, now the Jin army's soldiers on the east bank are almost dead. They can't attack at all, and the follow-up troops can't come over. How can we expand the results?! Now we pretend to be short of ammunition and let the Jin army
The army rushed over, and finally after repairing the three bridges, we rushed over. If there were another five to six thousand people, we could kill them all!"
A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "The swords and sabers of our cavalry are already hungry and thirsty!"
Liu Muzhi looked at the enemy's flying rocks that were just like meteors, and became weak. It took him a long time to fly over. Taking advantage of this moment, the morale of the Jin army's craftsmen was greatly shaken, and they reconnected the pontoon bridge on the left.
, the Jin army on the west bank burst into cheers, and the third team led by the three generals and 6,000 armored warriors had also lined up in six columns, guarding in front of the three-way pontoon bridge, and the war drums were beating twice.
Liu Laozhi, Tan Pingzhi and Xiang Jing were loudly delivering inspiring speeches to the soldiers. Just waiting for the sound of the war drums, the three-pronged snake-like Jin army would once again launch an attack on the west bank.
Meng Chang said excitedly: "Liu Canjun, you see, the ammunition of the Qin people is no longer enough, and they have finished hitting the rocks. It's our turn this time. Also," he pointed at more than a hundred weapons.
The cart full of stones had stopped beside the more than 200 catapults that had been transported to the Feishui River. Zhu Qianzhi's more than a thousand men were now hurriedly carrying baskets of stones.
Remove it from the vehicle and place it behind the trebuchet's lever arm.
Meng Chang said with a smile: "General Zhu's trip is well worth it. General Huan Yi also cooperated and gave stones. Now our army has enough ammunition to kill those Qin archers."
The expression on Liu Muzhi's face was still serious. He shook his head: "I'm afraid the situation is not so optimistic. The Qin army was firing stones just now, and now it suddenly stopped. I don't think it was because the ammunition was exhausted, but because the ammunition was exhausted.
..." At this point, he stopped talking, and Meng Chang asked curiously: "Liu joins the army, what will it be?"
Liu Muzhi secretly sighed in his heart, fearing that the Qin people could lure the main force of our army to cross the river and then gather and annihilate them. But now that Sima Daozi's death order has been issued, both he and Liu Laozhi are riding a tiger and unable to turn back.
The only option was to charge forward, and he could only hope for a miracle. Liu Laozhi could forcefully open a bloody path and cover the troops behind him to rush over. Before all his subordinates suffered casualties, the troops behind him could hold on until they could cross the pontoon bridge and join the battle.
But even this chance is extremely slim.
Liu Muzhi was depressed in his heart, but put on a smile on his face: "It's nothing, it's just my random thoughts. Meng Canjun, please open your eyes wide and see how our brother Jinu shows his power."
The third tom began to sound, shaking the eardrums of every soldier on the front line. Liu Yu's shouts, which had been clearly heard just a moment ago, could no longer be heard at all. Some people's ears even began to bleed.
, Correspondingly, the blood in their chests also boiled with the heavy drumbeats.
Liu Yu put on an iron mask and raised the Bailiansu Iron Sword in his hand high. The blade was raised to the sky again and again. His feet began to tap the ground heavily, every time, to the beat of the drum.
This kind of rhythmic shouting, combined with the rhythmic swords and shields of the Jin army soldiers, merged into waves of earth-shattering shouts of killing, drumming back and forth across the entire ten-mile-wide south bank.
resonance!
Liu Yu yelled: "Come on!" He turned around and, surrounded and protected by more than a dozen personal guards, dragged his long knife backwards and rushed forward as quickly as possible. Following his movements,
The two thousand athletes behind them also marched in neat steps, carrying shields and spears, trotting all the way, and once again stepped onto the pontoon bridge leading to the unknown. The three lines of the Jin army were like three long dragons, rising into the sky.
, with a huge sound, it rolled towards the east coast, which was already littered with corpses.
Mao Dang laughed loudly: "Here we come, here we come! This time, Liu Yu personally leads the team and rushes to the front. General Fu, don't miss such a good opportunity. You must teach them how to come and go!"
A cold and cruel smile appeared at the corner of Fu Rong's mouth: "This is natural!" He turned to the ordering soldier and ordered: "Pass my order, the catapults will throw small stones instead. Fifty of them will fire slowly first.
After all the Jin troops are on the bridge, fire twenty rounds quickly. Also, the archers are not allowed to fire arrows now, and the long-range soldiers will go to the front row to protect them. If the Jin troops forcefully charge through the fence, I will hold them back firmly!"
Liu Laozhi's legs were like windmills, walking on flat ground on the slippery pontoon. He did not wear a leather sheath, but wore bare feet. The wet and slippery feeling under his feet was just like the same as before many years ago.
When he was in the south of the Yangtze River, he would go down the river to fish every day and go up to the mountains to hunt. Liu Yu suddenly regained the feeling he had as a farmer on the Jingkou River two years ago. It took him risking his own life again and being on this battlefield to bring him back.
An iron-blooded man, the heroic spirit of meritorious service on the battlefield.
What came back with the familiar feeling of the Jiangnan water town was the feeling of his two flying legs. When he joined the army, Liu Yu was famous for his flying legs and could travel three hundred miles a day. Since he became a member of the Beifu Army,
After becoming the owner of the building, he became accustomed to riding horses, and his running skills improved a lot.
At first, the personal guards could still follow him closely, but after running for more than ten steps, the flying feeling came back again. In Liu Yu's ears, he could only hear the whistling wind, even in the air.
The stones that kept flying kept falling into the water at his feet, stirring up waves, and the cold death feeling that hit his body only passed by briefly.
At this moment, his legs were getting faster and faster, almost turning into two wind and fire dragons, leaving the soldiers, subordinates, stones, bows and arrows of the Qin army behind, like a strong wind, passing through like this.
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The two-hundred-step pontoon bridge took Liu Yu over more than 170 steps in the blink of an eye. He was about to reach the last section of the pontoon bridge, and the closest subordinates behind him were also thrown into the water.
A hundred steps away, Sun Chu ran with gritted teeth and eyes, and shouted loudly: "Brother Jinu, be careful, be careful!"