Outside Wubao, a large flag rustled in the wind.
Anyone with a good eye can tell that this flag was hastily made using the coat of a bandit.
Their flags are only hung high in the mountain stronghold, and they never hold the flags for plundering when they come down from the mountain.
The various groups of thieves who were originally scattered everywhere like donkey dung and eggs gathered together.
The leader, He Deng, led He Deng to do some mobilization before attacking the city. However, he had limited energy in his belly. He stammered a few words and broke out in sweat. He didn't understand what he was saying.
This kind of thing used to be done by the white-faced and beardless leader. He Dong still remembers that this guy's words were extremely inspiring.
"In today's world, the ruler is ignorant, the traitorous ministers are in power, the officials are corrupt, the nobles and nobles collude with each other to oppress the good, and the people of the world have been grudges for a long time. We will do what is right for heaven..."
It's a pity that this guy who was much more eloquent than him died. He died under the opponent's arrow. One arrow pierced his heart and he died at that time.
The man was dead, but He Dong was still a little angry with him.
Isn't it incompetent to let five or six people disperse the team and lose their lives in vain?
He Dong looked at the big and small bosses and minions standing crookedly in rows in front of him, and suddenly felt a little dazzled.
His status in the village is not low, but this is the first time he has commanded so many people, and it is also a siege operation. This has not been encountered in many years, and he feels a little excited in his heart.
After this battle was successful, his power was at its peak.
"These people in Wubao are not all common people, many of them are big families. Damn it. They colluded with the government to get rich and occupied my land, forcing me to have no food to eat. Damn it, they were killed not long ago.
Many of our brothers, you all pee standing up, grandma, you tell me what to do..."
He Dong finally found the rhythm of speaking, and this time he stopped talking, and finally completed the pre-war mobilization.
"Damn, you're even more tired than me when I fight in battle." He Deng said while wiping his sweat.
In front of everyone, he still stated the order of the big leader Song Ziji, but he did not emphasize it too much.
He knows his subordinates very well, even if they are given repeated orders, they may not be willing to listen, let alone such casual orders.
Even if the big boss is blamed in the future, it will be unfair to everyone.
Everyone is aware of the plan to attack the city from the front, but He Deng did not tell everyone about the big leader's order to send a group of troops to attack in a sneak attack. He was confident that he would capture Wubao through a frontal attack, and it was at Wan Wan's place.
Before a strange weapon can work wonders.
He Dong was not just a reckless man who only knew how to fight hard, but made detailed arrangements before the formation.
Taking advantage of the rest, he ordered three more simple catapults to be made. The accuracy and durability were greatly reduced in the haste, but He Deng believed that he would be able to capture the Wubao on the other side of the river before these catapults fell apart.
Before the attack began, he once again assigned tasks to each person. For each person assigned, he gave that person a temporary command arrow made of tree branches.
If you hadn't looked at their tattered attire, and if it hadn't been for the big and small bosses laughing and joking as they stepped forward to take orders, you would have thought they were solemnly issuing military orders in the Chinese army's tent.
After the previous attack, He Dong already had a general understanding of the guards of Wubao. Although the city defense was strong, it was not indestructible. The arrows on the city had been exhausted and could not cause long-distance damage to his men.
, now the defenders can only use some rolling logs and stones for close defense.
Of course, He Dong's men didn't have many arrows left, but he had ordered people to cut down the thin bamboo nearby and sharpen it so that it could be temporarily used as arrows. It was still possible to shoot seventy or eighty steps.
Those who attacked the city in the first echelon were not his direct descendants. All of his direct descendants remained in the second echelon. It can be said that all the elites were exhausted.
He is confident that after the first echelon consumes the opponent's combat power, he will defeat Wubao in the second wave of attacks.
He Ding looked at the team of hundreds of people. He only waited for his order to crush the force and kill towards Wubao.
After the "generals" received their orders, He Dong glanced at their faces and said: "Brothers, the big leader is watching us from behind. This battle is also a battle for you and me to make a name for ourselves. It is also a matter of siege.
, you guys should be more troublesome. After we capture Wubao, you and I will drink from big bowls and eat big chunks of meat..."
"I will definitely live up to the trust of any leader!"
"They have neither reinforcements nor weapons and arrows. When I get there, I will kill their asses!"
"Perhaps if you see my momentum, you will open the door and accept your surrender!"
"Hahahaha..."
As everyone responded, He Deng burst out laughing: "You can't say that our soldiers and horses are strong, how can they be defeated by them?"
Amidst the laughter, the bandits began to raise their weapons and farm tools under the leadership of their respective leaders, making loud shouts that shook the sky, and rushed towards Wubao.
At the edge of the woods behind the team, the woman in black stood side by side with Song Ziji. She vaguely recalled the scene when the Lord raised an army. Although she was still young at that time, she had been shocked by the momentum of thousands of troops.<
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It's a pity that the master is no longer here, and that era has passed.
After being adopted by her lord at the age of five or six, she completely gave up her previous life and finally found her destination.
The lord took her into a whole new world, with delicacies she had never eaten before, silks and satins she had never worn, and a mansion she had never lived in...
Of course, these are not what she desires most. What she cares about is that someone misses her and remembers her.
In the third year of Taiqing, when she was seven years old, she heard that her lord led hundreds of thousands of troops to invade Taicheng and imprisoned the old and dim Emperor Wu of Liang Xiao Yan in the Wende Hall in Taicheng. Xiao Yan was filled with worry and anger and was deprived of food.
, was starved to death at the age of eighty-six without a good death.
I also heard that all the scholar-bureaucrats who were originally fat and soft-boned were so hungry that they had dove-like faces and weak bodies. They were dressed in luxurious clothes, holding gold and jade in their arms, and lay beside their beds waiting for death. It was really satisfying.
After the death of her lord, she felt that the sky was falling. She cried every day and her body was broken.
It was not until I learned that the young master did not drown in the river that I regained my confidence.
She has an extremely strong temper, and after she succeeds, she will be busy contacting her lord's old subordinates.
Half a month ago, I received a secret report: a big shot will soon pass through Jiangling and go down the river.
So she brought some of her men to ambush her.
Things in Wubao were just done casually. If she hadn't heard that Wang Huan was in Wubao, she wouldn't have bothered to do such a small thing.
"Is there any wine?" the woman in black surnamed Ning asked, looking at the battlefield ahead.
Song Ziji was obviously stunned for a moment. After he realized what he was doing, he hurriedly ordered someone to get some wine. He was also good at wine and had no shortage of it around him.
She raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp!
Song Ziji saw a crystal drop of wine hanging on her red lips, and several strands of black hair were drifting in the wind, like morning dew moistening the petals. The morning breeze blew gently on the willow branches, and he suddenly felt like a clear spring slowly flowing through his body.
Then, he slowly injected it into the limbs and bones, and for a moment he was crazy...
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Chen Chang stood at the top of the city, and the dazzling sunlight poured down through the lush branches and leaves of a large camphor tree growing in Wubao, sifting the ground mottled.
When he looked up, he could see the dazzling light of the sword reflected in his eyes, and he couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief: "It's finally here!"
Miss Wang stood calmly behind the arrow stomping, stretched out her hand and pointed a knife: "Everyone, listen to the order, wait until the thief is close before shooting arrows!"
Wei Chuanzheng shouted to the people holding various clay pots: "Don't panic, wait until the thieves arrive at the bottom of the city before taking action!"
Chen Chang felt a little worried when he saw so many thieves outside the city. Judging from the current situation between the enemy and ourselves, the remaining defenders could at best withstand one round of attacks from the thieves.
These thieves can gather and plunder in broad daylight. They really don’t take the imperial court seriously.
However, if you think about it, Houliang was originally a small court attached to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and it was difficult to protect itself. What did the lives of these people mean in the eyes of the nobles and ministers?
The thieves seemed to have picked the right time. As soon as the women here delivered the food to the city, they launched the attack.
It's still some white porridge, but compared to Yan's clear soup, which is less watery, and Guang Jianzhaoren's rice soup, it's already much better.
Chen Chang was so hungry that he had never seen anything like this before, but now the white porridge was right in front of him, and just smelling the alluring rice fragrance made him salivate.
The horn sounded dullly from the city, and both the guards and the people looked down nervously.
This time the thieves did not attack the city in a swarm like before, but concentrated all their forces in the direction of the Wubao gate. Among the dense flow of people, there were both catapults and simple siege ladders.<
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The city wall of Wubao is not high, and the thieves have long-range throwing weapons, which can provide good cover for their companions who are approaching to attack. Once they climb the hook ladder onto the city wall, the situation in Wubao will be over.
Miss Wang pursed her lips tightly and watched the thief approach the creek in front of Wubao step by step. Suddenly she glanced in the direction of Chen Chang and frowned slightly. Does the method the scholar just said really work?
Wei Chuanzheng was holding the ring-shou knife and said with murderous intent: "You will have to look for it soon. Wherever there is a hook ladder, pour it down. It's hot, so I'll let them cool off!"
Behind him were six or seven large iron pots brought up from below. The boiling water in the pot was boiling and white smoke was rising.
When the thieves below arrived at the river, some people in the crowd blocked the nearby door panels in front of them. Although there were not many arrows left in the Wubao, after all, they were not seen with their own eyes.
You have to return to the west, and it’s never a mistake to be careful.
Under the cover of their companions holding "shields", some thieves flattened the hook ladder on the river to serve as a temporary wooden bridge. Thick crowds gathered by the river waiting to cross.
The sun has risen high, and the cold light of swords and guns shines in front of my eyes.
This chapter has been completed!