I have seen people siege cities and fortresses, but I have never seen General Zhengxi siege cities and fortresses like this...
What the hell is this thing called?
Normal siege of a city does not involve whistling arrows in the air, and then attacking the city on the ground like a tide, splattering blood and flesh on the solid city walls and camps. The sounds of fighting and screams cut through the sky, and the blood remains.
Are your limbs spread all over the earth?
It would be like this, except for the clanging sounds of wood cutting and erection and the sound of dragging and hoisting wood, it was as calm as a construction site...
What the hell is this thing called?
Yang Bai couldn't figure it out and wanted to cry but had no tears.
Has anyone seen the defenders being pinned down and unable to move, and then the attackers moving about underneath them?
If he said he was going out, no one would believe it.
However, this is the reality.
Yang Bai half-crouched under the crenellations of the village wall and looked at each other with dozens of soldiers who were also half-crouching. He could clearly hear the soldiers of General Zhengxi advancing along the mountain wall while erecting wooden frames.
But there is no effective countermeasure capability...
Yang Bai quickly stuck out his head at the crenel, took a glance, and then quickly retracted it. The time it took for him to go back and forth was no more than a second at most, but two crossbow arrows roared towards him, one after another.
The crossbow arrows made a "buzz" sound and flew into the crenel, but one of them hit the rocks at the crenel with a "pop" sound. A few pieces of gravel were pierced in the fire, and the bullets fell.
go back!
If this was delayed for a moment, he might be penetrated through the head and die on the spot!
"There's the rolling stone! There's the hammer! There's also the fire cage! Damn it, it's almost up to my nose!"
Yang Bai sat under the crenel, pulling his neck and roaring, his heart beating wildly. No matter who it was, if he dared to test on the edge of death, if he did too much, he would either make people crazy or collapse...
Originally, in such terrain, the defender's archers should have played a great role, but when faced with General Zhengxi's crossbowmen, they suffered a heavy loss.
The specific geographical environment created the geographical advantage of the military camp, but now this advantage has become an invisible restriction for Yang Bai's defenders. It is more than ten meters wide and has only a few crenels. The archer has just exposed half of his body and is about to open his bow to shoot.
The Zhengxi strong crossbowman who had been anticipating it for a long time came from the bottom up and struck the soul with one arrow...
A surface of more than ten meters is spread out, and then there are twenty, thirty, or more powerful crossbows taking aim. Whoever shows his head will be unlucky. Even if he has a shield, it may not be easy to use. Under such circumstances, even showing his head to watch
Judging from the situation, they are all testing on the verge of death. In this case, can Yang Bai and the defenders of Junzhai not feel aggrieved?
General Zhengxi did not directly send soldiers to attack the city. Instead, he continued to build wooden frames along one side of the mountain wall, spreading forward step by step. Although the progress was not very fast, the wooden frames spread to the village wall.
, that is, it is a matter of time. Once the wooden frame is really laid on the village wall, it goes without saying that everyone will understand what will happen.
Although there is a geographical advantage above the military stronghold, General Zhengxi's Qianzhangqiang crossbow has a longer range, but it makes up for this gap in range. The area that the archers on the wall of the stronghold can shoot, General Zhengxi
The crossbowman can also be obtained by counterattack.
And in terms of power, the archer may be tired or his hand is slippery, so he may not be able to ensure that the strength of the bow and arrow fired every time is exactly the same, but the crossbow arrows fired by the strong crossbowman are basically the same.
The above is maintained at the same intensity.
The key point is that the crossbow can maintain a longer preview, and does not need to draw the bow to shoot like an archer. Most of the archers who reveal their bodies on the village wall have their upper bodies exposed, and they are not wearing heavy armor. For General Zhengxi
The three-sided crossbow arrows equipped by the strong crossbowmen have almost no defensive capabilities. As long as they are shot, it is basically a one-hit kill. Even if they are lucky and do not die on the spot, they will still be seriously injured and unable to do anything.
Continue fighting.
However, the strong crossbowmen of General Zhengxi, under the cover of the mountain wall and thick wooden piles, did not suffer much losses. Under the ebb and flow, the archers accompanying Yang Bai's defenders died or died one by one.
After being seriously injured, Yang Bai gradually lost his long-range strike ability, which almost meant that he lost the ability to control the scene. He could only attack through falling trees and falling rocks and delay the progress of General Zhengxi's project.
But rolling stones and hitting trees also had little effect.
Because the wooden frame built by the soldiers of General Zhengxi was not at right angles, but at an inclined angle. When rolling stones hit it, it was basically removed to the side. For the soldiers of Zhengxi at the front of the wooden frame,
, there was not much direct damage at all, but the rolling stones and trees fell a certain distance and bounced back on the mountain wall, causing some casualties.
However, with the spread of wooden frames and the erection of long wooden fences, the lethality of rolling stones and hammers is gradually declining. Most of the time, I just listen to the sound, and then watch the rolling stones and hammers go back and forth among the wooden fences and stone walls.
Collision, jumping and finally falling under the cliff...
But some damage is better than none. You can't do nothing and watch General Zhengxi lay the wooden frames on the wall, right?
"Report to Sima..." A soldier squatted and moved over and said, "I have sent people to urge me, but... it is not easy to cut down the wood. I would like to ask the general to send more people..."
On the watershed military stronghold, I never expected that someone would attack. There were already some good reserves of rolling stones and wood. There was not much base at all. After a few waves, there was no follow-up and the only option was to cut down again.
"... We need to send more manpower... Damn it... I need to send more manpower. Look at Zhengxi, those are the only ones lifting the wood... You tell me... Why are you guys hanging the wood?
There are only a dozen people! What the hell are they doing to eat!" Yang Bai pointed at the bottom of the military camp with his hand and shouted depressedly.
Wood and bamboo are all over the mountains and plains, so it is not difficult to get them. Although the stone walls on both sides of this section of the mountain road are towering, the mountainsides in the distance are full of trees.
The soldiers of Zhengxi tied ropes and hung them down the valley. They kept cutting down the trees and removed the branches and leaves. Then they tied them with ropes and hung them up the mountain road. In addition, they did not know that the soldiers of General Zhengxi had such magical power.
Or maybe some method unknown to Yang Bai was used. Anyway, he just saw more than a dozen groups of ropes hanging side by side on the cliff wall in the distance, and then only one or two people were needed to hoist the entire tree...
The defenders of the military camp also swore helplessly: "...this...that son of a turtle is lazy, I will strike him to death with thunder from the sky..."
Yang Bai was furious and cursed: "Get out! Go ahead and push me!"
Damn it, what is this?
How can I defend this military stronghold!
"Damn it! Damn it!" Yang Bai patted the crenel with his hand, but did not dare to stick his head out again, "What should I do? What should I do? Could it be that..."
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Yang Bai was puzzled, but Fei Qian knew very well that in fact many things are not difficult. For example, fixed pulleys have been used in China for a hundred or two hundred years, but adding another one becomes a movable pulley, or something more complicated becomes a movable pulley.
The pulley block will not come until much later, even in the industrial age...
The total height difference between the military villages in the watershed is less than ten meters. Although this is indeed an insurmountable height for ordinary people in the Han Dynasty, for people like Fei Qian who are used to seeing tens of meters in later generations,
, even for people who go up to a hundred meters high building, isn’t this the height of two or three floors?
It's not cost-effective to attack the military stronghold head-on, so just build a scaffolding to pave the way!
Fei Qian was still thinking, if the quality of the steel passes the standard that day, can a tower crane be used to lift it out?
The most important thing is that the terrain is suitable. Both sides of the military stronghold are backed by stone walls, and there is no trench or anything in the middle. With a stable attachment like the stone wall, one side is freed up as a passage for rolling stones and wood, and adding a support in front.
The mud on the surface of the diagonal wooden frame has a strong resistance to rolling stones or rocket fire cages.
"Junhou, in two days, we can put up the stronghold wall..." Xu Huang stood aside and said as he looked at the wooden frame spreading towards the military stronghold.
"Yes, it will be almost done in two days..." Fei Qian nodded and said, "If the defenders are not willing to fight to the death with us after setting up the wall, then what will they do now?"
Li Ru coughed lightly, gathered up his leather robe and said, "The rain stopped yesterday and the mountains are getting dry. Be careful with candles..."
Fei Qian nodded and smiled without saying a word.
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The night is falling, the moon is bright and the stars are few.
In the Han Dynasty, when there was no artificial lighting except for natural light sources, the secretion of melatonin was always at a very high level, so most people would fall asleep quickly at night.
But except for a few people.
Under the cold moonlight, more than a dozen figures crawled out from the military camp, and slowly slid down along the hanging rope...
It's not that Yang Bai doesn't want to open the village gate, or that he doesn't want to send more people, it's just that due to geographical constraints, he can only deploy so many troops at one time.
Although there is a gate to the village, when it was first built, I never thought that I would encounter an attack pattern like Fei Qian's. Therefore, normally, in order to reduce the risk of being breached by a car from the front, the gate to the military village was deliberately made narrow.
It is to accommodate two people walking side by side, and at the same time, in order to improve the protection of the village gate, they even use a whole stone slab as the gate. However, such a stone gate is easy to put down, and it takes more than two or three minutes to hang it up again.
It can be done.
Therefore, now that Yang Bai wants to send people out of the stronghold, there is no other way except hanging down the rope.
Since rolling stones and hitting wood could not destroy the wooden frame built by General Zhengxi's soldiers, they could only discredit the raid, pour kerosene on it, and burn it!
There is no other way.
In the dark night, the soldiers hanging down from the military camp first lay on the ground, listening quietly with their ears raised...
It was so quiet that even the insects seemed to have gone to rest. Apart from the beating of my own heartbeat like a drum, no other sounds could be heard.
The wooden frame built by General Zhengxi stood quietly on the edge of the stone wall, like a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open, making people shudder.
Fortunately, General Zhengxi on the opposite side seemed to have no defense. There were only a few sparse torches, which could not take care of the entire wooden frame.
Qu Chang, who led the raid, gritted his teeth and looked back at the military village. Under the light of a few scattered torches on the wall of the military village, Yang Bai kept waving his hands forward at the crenel...
"Turtle son..."
Qu Chang cursed secretly, then bent down and moved forward with hands and feet. Several soldiers also quickly followed behind Qu Chang, huddled in the shadows, and moved forward silently.
Where is the wooden frame?
Yes, the stone wall on the left...
There were floating clouds in the sky, and at some point the moon got into the large thin clouds, making it look particularly hazy. The whole world suddenly dimmed, adding a third degree of mystery.
Touch a section, pause, listen, and then when there is no movement, touch another section, and so on. The song leader feels that his heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and the pounding seems to be echoing in the mountain wall...
It's almost there! It's almost there!
There was a muffled sound of "dong".
Qu Chang, who was touching forward, suddenly bumped into something and immediately fell to the ground.
"Could it be that we have reached the end of the field?"
Although there was dim moonlight, Qu Chang, who was shrinking in the shadow of the mountain wall, couldn't see clearly what was in front of him for a while, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch it...
"Huh? Huh!" The sudden voice sounded like a thunderbolt in the quiet night, "Hey! Brat! Touch that!"
Qu Chang turned pale with fright. He was so frightened that he raised his knife to chop, but he didn't have time. Before he could lift the knife, he was kicked over by someone, and then his neck was stepped on and he was pressed to the ground.
Commander Qu was still waiting to resist, but he heard screams from the left and right, and many of the dozen or so soldiers who had crept out were captured. He sighed deeply, stopped moving, closed his eyes, and waited for death.
"Marquis, do you think these fools are stupid? They are like blind men. We are standing here, still can't see, and we are still touching..." said a soldier of General Zhengxi.
"Well, these are all illnesses..." Gong Jun, who stepped on Qu Chang's neck, replied casually.
If someone hadn't stepped on his neck, most likely Qu Chang would have jumped up and retorted, "You're the one who's sick..."
"Okay, tie them all up... They are all a bunch of blind thieves from home who have no eyes, and they got caught in the net... First, we took out the bamboo tubes on their waists... I guess they brought kerosene..." Gong Jun ordered.
Qu Chang, who was tied up by Wu Hua Da, couldn't understand why. Listening to the tone of the Zhengxi soldiers' words, it seemed that these people, General Zhengxi, could actually see at night?
How can this be?
Qu Chang was puzzled. He really didn't see it!
But why can General Zhengxi’s soldiers be seen?!
Without a torch, how could we see the surrounding things clearly with just the moonlight?
What exactly happened here?
Isn't it rare that General Zhengxi's men are all monsters?
