Chapter 12 Boy (Four)

Perhaps, he never expected that Han Kuangmei, who had always taken great care of his family, would let them die. Perhaps, he thought of Han Kuangmei's plan, but he was willing to do so. Han Kuangxian, commander of the Right Army, and Han Dewei, the head of the personal guard, quickly selected two thousand soldiers from the army who had not yet been infected with the cold. After a full meal, he rushed to Lijiazhai again.

"Dongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdong, dongdongdong..." The sound of drums was earth-shaking, shaking the ice on the tops of the treetops. The soldiers from Youzhou, under the command of the five commanders and Han Kuangxian himself, divided into three waves, one after another, slowly leaning towards the ice wall.

Each wave consists of two battalions. Each battalion was filled with 300 soldiers. Han Dewei, the head of the personal soldier, led more than 100 strong men holding ghost-headed swords to line up on the hillside three hundred steps away from the ice wall. If someone dared to retreat to this wall after the drum sounded, he would definitely be a knife.

Summarizing the reasons for the loss when fighting with the defenders yesterday, Han Kuangxian plundered almost all the large shields in the camp before setting off. Therefore, dozens of tall shields were erected at the front of each camp. The iron sheet wrapped on the outside of the shield was shining by the early spring sun, reflecting dazzling light like a mirror. Hundreds of "mirrors" spread out step by step on the hillside, and the cold light was stacked layer by layer, causing everything between heaven and earth to lose color!

The soldiers who did not get the shield lined up in sparse rows and followed closely behind the shield holders. In addition to the weapons held in their hands, each of them carried a large thick bundle of hay on their backs. As the feet moved, the bales of hay kept going up and down. Looking at the height, they looked like a group of dung beetles rolling in dung!

"Grandma, what are they going to do? Are they going to light the fire and boil water?" On the ice wall, Hu Yancong was confused by the strange dress of the Youzhou army, his eyes widened and he looked for someone to consult.

"Hahaha..." A relaxed laughter broke out from the crowd. Although the enemy's intentions could not be guessed, neither the Lijiazhai Township Warrior nor the Taihang Mountain heroes felt any pressure.

They had already taught the enemy a lesson yesterday, and today they would definitely give it a second time. The facts have already proved that the so-called elites in Youzhou are actually just like that! They also have one nose and two eyes. They will die after being knives, and will scream in pain after being hit by an arrow. As long as you can give them a few hard times, you don’t have to care what they are doing.

However, soon, the laughter of the big guy became bitter.

The Youzhou army made a secret move, and they turned the shield face in their hands towards the city.

The rising sun in early spring hangs in the southeast, and the bright shield is erected in the north of the Ice City. The shield faces the ice city, and cold lights rise from the sky below. In an instant, it shines the Han soldiers on the top of the city so that they can hardly open their eyes.

Hu Yancong was tall and gorgeous in armor, so he was taken care of by several "mirrors" at the same time, so he couldn't see things. "Grandma, Han Kuangmei, you bastard. If you have the habit, hurry up and die. Hold the broken mirror and sway. What's the skill?!" He raised his right hand to protect his eyes. He pointed his left hand outside the Bingcheng and cursed. Tears and snot were flowing non-stop.

"Han Kuangmei, bastard! If you have the guts, hurry up and die, and sway around with a broken mirror. What's the point of being?!"

"Han Kuangmei, bastard! If you have the guts, hurry up and die, and sway around with a broken mirror. What's the point of being?!"

"Han Kuangmei..."

The heroes from the green forest from Taihang Mountain have always been the only leader Hu Yancong's horse leader. They also opened their voices and repeated the screams over and over again.

However, no matter how hard they tried to scold, the soldiers of Youzhou on the hillside turned a deaf ear. They just continued to hold their shields high, in a scattered formation. One, slowly surging up and up. The cold light reflected on the shield surface became brighter and stronger, shaking and swinging, sweeping from east to west, and then from west to east, which made the guards dizzy.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Tao Dachun couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead in commanding the crossbow to attack the enemy. Three thick crossbows rushed towards the layered shields with the sound of wind, one fell swooping, and two hit. The giant shield that was shot was instantly split into pieces, and the sharp crossbow arrows did not repel, so he picked up the Youzhou soldiers hidden behind the shield and continued to fly. Wherever he passed, blood spilled two eye-catching vertical lines on the hillside.

Several Youzhou soldiers who were unfortunately covered with blood, screamed and jumped away, waving their hands on their faces. However, Youzhou soldiers who were not affected by the crossbow turned a blind eye to the blood thrown in the air. They continued to follow other shields, clasping their spears, short swords, and horn bows, and moving forward silently. Everyone's eyes were filled with determination and madness.

"Bang! Bang!" Two more crossbows broke away from the city and roared into the sea of ​​shields. One fell swoop, and the other one nailed a ten Youzhou generals and their shields to the ground. The unlucky ten generals held the crossbow pole in their hands, screamed and struggled, and rotated. The two blood-stained legs were drawn circle after circle with the crossbow pole as the center.

A guy dressed in a deputy head, ran over quickly and swung his knife to end his pain. Then, he brushed two more swords, cut off the crossbow pole, and took up the shield from the pool of blood. In an instant, a hole was shot in the middle, and the shield stained with blood was raised by the deputy head and raised high above his head. Several soldiers who had previously screamed and hid aside quickly regained their courage, moved closer, and followed the deputy head. Like a group of ants foraging, they found a new leader again.

"Crack and Crack" Lijiazhai auxiliary soldiers chanted loudly and dragged the ropes that pulled the crossbow strings with their shoulders. The loaders on the city wall stared at the marks on the crossbow truck without blinking, hoping that the string crossbar would get closer to the marks faster.

As long as the crossbar passes the specified mark, they can hook the crossbow string with the mechanism and then install the giant arrow again.

However, the string crossbar seemed to be frozen, and it took a long time to move. When the ancestor Lu Ban created the crossbow, he couldn't bear it. He only gave this object an amazing lethality, but deprived it of its loading speed and shooting accuracy. Therefore, no matter how the loaders roared or scolded, they could not speed up the "crawling" of the string crossbar. (Note 1)

Taking advantage of the gap between the crossbow loading, the Youzhou army outside the Ice City continued to advance. Soon, they arrived at 150 steps from the Ice City.

Similar to the situation of this Youzhou army, the other nearby teams also adjusted their combat deployments based on the military orders coming from the drums. In a blink of an eye, dozens of giant shields were piled up to the front and became the last barrier for pavers. In addition, dozens of giant shields were concentrated into a whole row, shooting the sunlight of early spring towards the city.

The defenders on the city were shaking their eyes, and the feather arrows fired under the city became more and more messy and had no accuracy. The crossbow on the city continued to roar, but the damage caused to the attacking party was always kept in single digits, which could not stop the opponent from moving forward.

Outside the Ice City, the Youzhou Army, which had gained power, became more and more arrogant. The passage paved with hay quickly extended within seventy steps from the base of the city wall. There were dozens of guys who were good at shooting skills who secretly ran to the shield and pulled the bowstring towards the top of the city.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." The feather arrow suddenly flew up to the top of the city and caught the defenders off guard. A few red mist floated up, and several blood marks meandered down the marble of the ice wall. In a blink of an eye, the cold air condensed on the outer surface of the ice wall, one by one, shocking.

The angry defenders, facing the oncoming mirror, turned their backs on the attacker. The feather arrows fired from both sides flew around in the air, constantly bringing red blood mist and white ice residue. The bow holders on both sides quickly turned red and tried to find the target, hoping to seal the opponent's throat with one arrow.

"Arrower, archer is ready." Zheng Ziming was wearing a pair of cloth boots wrapped in hemp ropes and ran quickly on the top of the city. While running, he pushed the brothers Li Jiazhai who were holding the corner bow in his hand towards the ice wall marble. "Don't panic, don't stare down. Protect yourself first, then listen to my orders and listen with your ears. Directly in front, seventy steps, raise the arrow shaft up half a two fingers, ready to shoot!"

The heroes of Lijiazhai Township, who had long been accustomed to obeying orders, regained their rationality from their anger, and pressed against the skeleton of the Ice City, pulled the corner bow with force. The feather arrow pointed upwards, and raised their ears sideways, waiting for the order.

"Preparation--" Zheng Ziming quickly stopped and glanced left and right. Then, he stuffed a copper whistle into his mouth and blew it hard, "Squeak--"

"Squeak--" A short whistle echoed at the top of the city. The local warriors who had already formed conditioned reflexes released their bows and arrows without hesitation. More than 150 feather arrows flew into the air together. They flew upwards for more than 40 steps, and then quickly turned around and fell down.

The remaining twenty steps away, for the feather arrows flying at high speed, only half a short snap of the fingers. The cluster of arrows made of fine iron bypassed the shield from a high place and rushed to the Youzhou archer hiding behind the shield.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!" The sound of the iron weapon piercing the leather armor and muscles connected into a string. In the center of the enemy formation, facing the ice wall, large clusters of red smoke floated. Thirty Youzhou archers were hit by feather arrows thrown in the air. They screamed and rolled on the ground, struggling, and the blood dyed the hay that had just been laid into flame-like colors.

"Ah--" Several soldiers who had never been caught but were scared to death dropped the hay in their hands and turned around and fled backwards. After only three or five steps, the ten generals of our team had already rushed up and swept him towards him.

"Puff!" Red light shone everywhere, and pairs of eyes filled with horror rose into the air, rolling and rotating, unable to close for a long time. Several corpses who had lost their heads continued to rush forward for several steps, and fell down with a bang.
Chapter completed!