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The first thousand four hundred and ninety-nine chapters fight

The single combat power of the Sang Kingdom soldiers is not as good as that of the Black Martial Border Army, but they are even stronger than the Black Martial Border Army in terms of resilience. At this moment, the Ning army has already attacked the city wall. If it is a Black Martial Army, there will be problems with their mentality, and they can afford to win or lose.

The Sang people are different. Even though the Ning army has already attacked a large number of troops, they still have not given up on the way to squeeze the Ning army out.

He Mujiuyi rushed over from Nancheng and commanded the team behind the team.

“Go up.”

He Mujiuyi loudly ordered: "There are only a few thousand Ning troops who have attacked the city at this time. If you cannot take back the city gate, all of you, including me, will be sinners of the Dasang Empire."

He turned around and greeted: "Raise the war drum."

A group of soldiers came up with cowhide drums. He Mujiu asked someone to put the drums on the high place, and he stood there and beat the drums himself.

The soldiers of Sang Kingdom began to rush forward like crazy. Their fighting style was very simple. Even if they used the method of pushing people, they would have to squeeze Ning Jun out.

"There are more people on the city wall."

Chen Leng turned around and shouted.

"I'll go!"

His subordinate Xie Jiuzhuo led a team of archers to support the city wall. Not only was the Sang army counterattacking under the city wall, but the same was true on the city wall. This was the north gate, and there were large groups of Sang army constantly attacking from the city walls on both sides of the east and west sides.

Chen Leng and Meng Chang'an each led their own military camps to advance at least a hundred steps, but they could no longer move forward. The Sang Army in front was crowded with people, and tens of thousands of people were crowded in the city to block there. Even if they had the courage of tens of thousands of men, they could not be killed.

Hundred steps, it’s not too far. How long can a normal person take for a hundred steps?

But this is on the battlefield, with the Sang Kingdom army densely arranged in front of us. Not to mention a hundred steps, can ordinary people take two steps? In front of Chen Leng and Meng Chang'an, there is a gun array like a dense forest. Not to mention two steps, ordinary people can't move in an inch.

It was this hundred steps away that expanded the position of Ning Army's subsequent teams entering the city. Ning Army quickly formed an array and began to attack Sang Army head-on. At this time, it was no longer possible to tell which side was defending and which side was attacking. They were all fierce and desperate.

The sound of war drums behind the Sang Army made these soldiers feel as if everyone was injected with chicken blood, and they were already indifferent to life and death.

For the Sang people, this is defending their territory and defending their country.

As soon as we entered the open space, there were clearly distinctions. This was the Daning warriors and there were soldiers of Sang Kingdom. When the troops on both sides collided, a blood line appeared.

You can really see bloodlines flying across the blood.

"The follow-up team can't get in!"

Xie Fuyao squeezed over from behind, and after seeing Chen Leng, he said hoarsely: "There are already crowded in front, and the subsequent teams are blocked outside the city gate."

Chen Leng turned around and ordered: "The ramps on both sides of the city gate are still in our hands. Take your people up and attack with Xie Jiuzhuan, one left and one right. By defending the city gate tower, you can control the height and press from the city wall to both sides."

"yes!"

Xie Fuyao responded and turned around to greet the team to the city wall.

"The crossbow formation car is coming!"

At this moment, someone roared behind him, and the soldiers brought two crossbow formation chariots up. The city gate was full of people, and it was not easy for two crossbow formation chariots to come.

Chen Leng turned around and ordered people to block the crossbow formation car first, and place the crossbow formation car in the direction facing the city gate. Chen Leng looked at Meng Chang'an and said, "The crossbow formation car will be hit for a while, and then you and I will take people forward."

Meng Changan nodded: "Okay."

"spread!"

Chen cold shouted loudly.

The Ning army soldiers who were blocking the crossbow formation chariot immediately separated from both sides, and the Sang soldiers who were squeezing did not react for a while.

call!

The dense crowds are like a meteor shower landing on earth, crossbow arrows with flames erupting out. The scene is hard to describe in any words. In the crowded crowds formed by the armies of both sides, the dense light emitted by the crossbow formation chariots directly cleared out a straight line.

The wide straight road entering the city gate had the most people. Sang Jun gathered a large number of troops to squeeze the people out. When the crossbow formation chariot sprayed flames, the person who fell down had only fear in his eyes.

In front of them, they could not see the Ning army soldiers, but only saw the flying fires all over the sky. What was even more frightening was the rate and number of fires of the crossbow formation vehicles. It was not a point or a line or a plane, but a three-dimensional eruption.

The two crossbow formation vehicles that were placed side by side were about 1 zhang wide. After the fire started to spit, the mulberry man fell down on the road more than zhang wide.

The people in front were trembling constantly by dense crossbow arrows. When they fell down, the people behind also began to tremble. When the crossbow formation car was turned off, in just a short moment, the piece in front of them, which was more than ten feet wide and twenty or thirty feet long, was cleared.

There are only corpses on the ground, and no one can stand.

"kill!"

Chen Leng shouted loudly and rushed up with his personal military camp again. He and Meng Chang'an and expanded the occupied area along the cleared place. In the surprise of the Sangren, Chen Leng and Meng Chang'an had already entered the crowd.

There was no moment when the sound of the knife reaching the flesh filled the whole mind. After it got into the ears, it couldn't be gone and kept spinning in the mind.

Finally, with the assistance of the crossbow formation cart, Ning Jun pushed the position forward by about twenty feet. With these twenty feet, some subsequent teams could pour in.

Not to mention the Ning army soldiers, Chen Leng and Meng Changan rarely fight such a tough siege battle. This is not the kind of tough battle before breaking through the city gate.

Humans are a group of animals. When groups gather, the emotional impact is much faster than infectious diseases, such as courage. When they rush forward with the power of victory, even thin people feel that they are invincible in the world.

For example, fear. When the city they have been struggling to defend is broken, the fear of the arrival of the doomsday will spread rapidly, and many people will lose their courage in an instant.

But this time it was different. Even after being beaten by the crossbow formation car for a while, the Sanren rushed up again quickly. They seemed to really not care about life and death.

"Be careful!"

Meng Changan suddenly shouted.

The people behind then noticed that Sang Jun's tactics had changed. They removed countless door panels, windows, and various wooden boards, and formed a collision group with shields. No matter what was ahead, they lowered their heads and pushed forward with the wooden boards.

It’s not about fighting, it’s just about trying to push everyone out.

Tragic things happened constantly at this time. With He Mujiuyi's continuous orders and urging, the Sang people behind him pushed forward with their shoulders against the back of the person in front. Many people could not hold on with such crowds.

Because Ning Jun opposite them is also a solid embankment.

Ning Jun was squeezing here and Sang Jun was squeezing there, and the people in the middle were the most pitiful.

In this crazy atmosphere, not many people noticed how many people were squeezed to death, and how many people were trampled to death.

On the Sang Jun side, some soldiers subconsciously shrank down because they could not bear the pain of being squeezed. The moment they squatted down, it was indeed a little relaxed, but the position he occupied was filled in instantly, and he was a person who was squeezed out of the world.

He couldn't stand up, no matter how he shouted, he couldn't stand up. No one could pull him. The person who squatted down had just enjoyed a breath and was slightly relaxed. His face was pushed by his comrade's knee. After he fell to the ground, he began to be trampled. Where did people come from when they were exerting their force wildly?

Under the feet.

They struggled to step on the ground to push forward, and the people on the ground were very

I was almost trampled and lost my voice. Not long after, people were no longer humans. The people in the leather armor were first stepped into flatters, and then trampled into meat paste.

The leather armor is tough, but the flesh and blood are not tough. The soles of the feet are on the leather armor. Every time you step, a stream of meat paste and blood squeeze out from the leather armor, as if you are holding a ball of meat in your hand and then clenching your fists.

The soles of my feet were stepped on my head, and my scalp was trampled off one by one, leaving only bloody skulls.

After persisting like this, Ning Jun's stone-throwing cart was finally transported, which was something that could change the situation of the battle.

The stone-throwing cart was set up outside the city gate, and one by one, the gunpowder packs flew over the city wall and flew over the crowd. The team exploded behind the Sang Army. Fire groups appeared one after another, and the dense crowds of people appeared one by one.

The people in front of both sides exerted force against the wooden board, but there were still knives stabbed in the gap between the wooden boards, stabbing the other side and stabbing the other side.

As the back team became in chaos, the Sanren in front came from behind and the force behind the scenes was reduced, but relatively speaking, the force behind the Ning Jun on the opposite side was greater.

The crowd began to retreat, and Ning Jun soldiers began to squeeze forward frantically. More and more people fell to the ground, and more and more people were trampled to death.

"Arrow formation!"

He Mujiuyi stopped and beat the drum with his hands shouted loudly: "Don't defeated soldiers are allowed to attack our formation!"

The archers of the Sang Army in the back team immediately began to shoot arrows. The terrifying and dense arrow formation was the first to be hit. The Ning Army soldiers were not the soldiers but their comrades. The feather arrows from behind were unable to hide.

The crowd fell down one by one. When the Sangren died, they rushed forward, and they were constantly knocked down by oncoming feather arrows.

At this moment, the open space was covered with corpses.

Ning Jun began to retreat and suddenly became empty.

There was no living place just now, and there was a corpse and a layer of white feathers on the ground.

From dark to dawn, from morning to afternoon.

The Ning army had already attacked Yingcheng, but after a night and half a day, it was unable to expand its advantage.

In the afternoon, Shen Leng stood on the city wall and looked down. The north gate of this city was about a hundred feet inside, which was captured by Ning Jun. Further inside, the Sang people still defended the enemy.

Besides, they have an inner city.

Shen Leng let out a long breath and turned his head to look at Meng Changan.

Meng Chang'an's face was also a little bad. This was the first time he was blocked in the battle with the Sang people. The Daning warriors who were used to occupying the city, and the first time he still couldn't move forward after breaking the city.

Every step forward has to pay an extremely tragic price, and this may be the true face of war.

"We have lost at least two thousand warriors in order to defeat this hundred feet."

Meng Changan had blood in his eyes.

But if there is no distance between these hundred battles, it will be even harder to fight later. Without the one hundred feet piled up with human lives, the crossbow formation cart will not be able to get on, and the stone throwing cart will not be able to get on afterwards.

Chen Leng reached out and pointed forward, but didn't say anything, and he didn't need to say anything.

The Sang Army soldiers were already gathering, and they could not give Ning Army time to let Ning Army arrange more crossbow formation chariots and stone throwing chariots.

In front of the Sang army, they arranged one bed crossbow after another, which would clear the way for them before they attacked.

“It’s very hard.”

Meng Changan turned around and walked under the city wall: "Continue to fight."

In the distance, the screaming Sang Army soldiers tied the wooden board to their chests as shields. Such wooden boards can play a little protective role, maybe they can block the feathered arrows and crossbows, or maybe they are just psychological comfort.
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