The second volume of the entry into the WTO Chapter 82 The Battle of the Arch City 3
Xian Yuhuan rode a white horse and stood at the forefront of the 140,000 troops. With a smile on his face, he looked at the arched city in front of him, known as the western transportation fortress, as if it had become his own plaything.
Suddenly, he took a long bow and drew an arrow, and an arrow flew towards the city. Fan Mou pulled out the arrow stuck on the wall brick, and tied it with a note like last time: Yesterday's three gifts
Well, although luckily there were still people alive last night, today I will make you all the ghosts under my saber. This can be regarded as a gift from me to King Bingjian. It depends on whether he can accept it if he has a big beard.
Got off.
He held it in his hand and crushed it into pieces in anger. He was disrespectful to the old prince. Damn it!
"My fellow soldiers, Gongcheng is our border fortress. The old prince will arrive soon. We must not lose!"
"As you command!"
Fan Mou commanded the soldiers who could continue to fight: "Carry over the remaining bows and arrows, boulders, rolling logs, and all equipment that can be used to defend the city. There is no need to lift the moat bridge to avoid accidents. Send
They just cut it off for me!"
The remaining 30,000 people were taking all defensive measures in an orderly manner, just waiting for the decisive battle to come. The people who were still afraid at first seemed to be no longer afraid when they anticipated the arrival of the last moment.
Beside the moat, the forwards of the Tang army set up shields and guns, and stood ready. With the river as the boundary, a human wall was erected. The notch on the upper floor was full of bows and huge rocks were hidden behind the wall. Xu Zaitian and Fan Mou held
He held a sword tightly around his waist and stared at the dark witchy land without blinking.
On the vast land in front of the city, rows of black soldiers are approaching step by step. The large siege tower is constantly approaching its target while the wheels are rolling. The long ladder is carried by groups of people, with bows and arrows behind them.
His hands were fully prepared, his scimitar was sharply polished, and like a death oath, the sound of footsteps stepped into Tang Jun's heart.
Between the two armies confronting each other, there seemed to be a flame raging, and the murderous aura was enough to make even the most ferocious beasts in the world tremble.
"Push it to me!"
Following Xian Yuhuan's order, the vanguard soldiers' steps slowly turned into a trot, and the shouts of killing could bury any top expert inside and prevent him from turning over.
"Fire the arrow!"
The Tang Army and the Allied Forces fired arrows almost at the same time. Thousands of arrows drew beautiful arcs in the air. Compared with the running battle in Jicheng, it was like heaven and earth. This is the real gun.
Lin Jianyu!
The rain-like feather arrows collided in mid-air, with no sparks visible. Only the two that lost power fell together. The arrows that did not meet were sharp weapons that took away lives. They fell to the ground one after another, trying to stand up.
They were all hopeless, and some even had their whole bodies covered with arrows. They knelt on the ground with their eyes wide open. Their eyes that were not closed and their lips slightly parted seemed to be complaining about the unfairness of the war. There was no specially designated arrow team for the coalition forces on the city wall.
, most of them were formed haphazardly by the remaining people. When the ones in front fell, they were dragged away and the ones behind were picked up until there was no one to replace them or there was no arrow in the quiver.
The people by the river blocked the arrows while preventing the enemy's long ladders from crossing the two banks. Because of the favorable terrain, they killed one one or two pairs, but in the end they could not escape the threat of numbers. Kill them all here.
Well, there it was again, and I also lay down. The battlefield is always so cruel, and there will never be a good mood during a martial arts competition that can leave you with a last message.
In order to save time, the coalition forces suddenly rode fast horses and rushed out with four generals holding weapons. Some held battle axes, some held spears, and some held knives. Needless to say, they were all seventh-level generals.
Just when the horse ran to the edge of the river, the four people jumped up and crossed the river stepping on the corpse and the broken long ladder. The momentum was like a tiger descending from the mountain, rushing into the village, raising the weapons in their hands to fight, and holding the
The battle ax was burly and as powerful as an ox. With one full blow of the axe, it could actually split a shield in half. A living person was cut in half, with blood splattering all around.
General Xu Zaitian and Master Fan Mou would not watch their brothers die miserably, and then a rope was thrown over the eaves and down the wall. The strength of the two of them was much higher than the four of them. With their joining, the enemy who crossed the river and killed them
The number of troops is also limited, so that's no problem.
However, the coalition forces were not stupid. They knew they were outmatched, so how could they sacrifice their lives in vain? When the four people were wounded and escaped, the two were about to kill them. Unexpectedly, the arrow team that originally fired arrows at the Tang army on the tower now wanted to kill them all.
The lives of these two people!
Even with eighth-level strength and invincible internal strength, he still cannot survive the continuous rain of arrows unscathed. When he is exhausted, he may have no choice but to wait for his heart to be pierced by thousands of arrows.
"Protect your lord!"
Someone shouted loudly, and the few remaining shield-defending Tang troops united and used iron shields to block the two of them. Those arrows left scratches one after another on the shields, and some of them were shot one after another.
On the spot, some of them went directly deep into the shield, leaving them on the shield.
The flag bearer in front of Xian Yuhuan didn't know what order he received. Suddenly, the flags in both hands were waving in an incomprehensible pattern, used to issue commands to the front army.
I saw that the original archery team suddenly changed their formation. The former was squatting and the latter was facing the sky. The bows and arrows actually wanted to fall from the sky and cross the shields to kill everyone.
The young leader of the shield defenders, who had already lost his helmet, directed the crowd and shouted: "Block again!"
Everyone raised their shields above their heads, forming a flat cover that covered the sky without leaving a single crack. However, no matter how many arrows there were, it was of no avail.
Xian Yuhuan sneered. This was the result he wanted. With a wave of the flag bearer, the archers squatting in front of them fired their arrows. No one without a shield could resist this batch of arrows.
Huan's eyes seemed to have seen the deaths of Xu Zaitian and Fan Mou. After killing these two commanders, the Gongcheng army and horses became ownerless. In the battle between trapped beasts, before Qin Yi arrived, they would surely be captured
Down.
However, he was disappointed, or shocked. The little leader, who was holding the shield up and still dripping blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly stared at the two adults with firm eyes, stretched out his right hand to support their bodies, and smiled.
Then he said: "General, sir, I have won! I have never regretted following you to guard the border in my life. I must work hard to survive, for the sake of the Tang Dynasty!"
After the last sentence fell, the eyes full of hope and admiration suddenly became sharp and fierce, and he yelled with all his strength: "Block! Block!"
Although Xu Zaitian and Fan Mou were injured by arrows in their shoulders and bodies, they would not surrender. They had long been prepared to die to express their determination. What did they think of together at this moment? Their half-kneeling bodies tried to pull them, but they still could not.
When he arrived, he said in a voiceless voice, "No!" Only he could hear that voice, or maybe even he couldn't hear it.
The Tang soldiers who were holding their shields suddenly dropped their spear points to the ground. They turned around and formed a short row in front of the two men. They held up the shield with one hand and held the gun with the other, using their own bodies as shields in front of them.
I only heard the sound of arrows entering the body, which was so harsh and helpless. Everyone shouted "Ah!!! Long live the Tang Dynasty!" Even though he was shot into a hedgehog, he locked the coalition forces with his unyielding eyes, and blood flowed out. They were all on the ground, but they still didn't fall. Their thin bodies looked so majestic and broad at the moment, as if the will of gods descending from the earth has always been surrounding them.
Xian Yuhuan was stunned by this scene, and everyone was stunned!
Although Xian Yuhuan was brave and resourceful, he exhausted all means in the battle of Gongcheng, and it was indeed very effective. He broke the Tang army's defense in one day, but he gambled with the lives of all the soldiers and never took the lives of his subordinates. Take it as one thing. All he wants is victory!
The Tang army, with only a dozen men in front of him, defeated his psychological defense. Why?
Tears dripped into the river of blood. Tang Jun, Xu Zaitian, Fan Mou, and countless coalition soldiers are enemies, but that does not mean they have no feelings. There is morality above life and death.
Xian Yuhuan didn't want his soldiers to be swayed by the enemy's emotions and lose this great opportunity. Looking left and right, he actually jumped off his horse and shot an arrow at the human body.
At this moment, the Gongcheng gate was slowly opened wide. The coalition forces in front came to their senses and were still rushing forward across the river desperately. They had almost reached a few people.
This sudden arrow actually pierced the chest of the little leader, and seemed to have to pass through the obstacle, forcing it towards Xu Zaitian's Tianling Cap. At this time, Xu Zaitian and Fan Mou supported each other, and walked towards the city gate step by step, without any thought at all. Realizing that the danger behind you is so close.
The little leader seemed to have discovered something when he was about to close his eyes. He didn't know where the strength came from, and stretched out his left hand to hold the arrow tail. His palm was covered with blood, but there was indeed a smile on his lips.
Finally, the two of them entered the city gate. The soldiers behind the door pushed the city gate with all their strength, and closed it as tightly as possible before the coalition forces came to kill them. Then they took a deep breath.
The team of more than a dozen people finally lost their last strength and fell down.
The brothers on the tower were already red-eyed from crying, and they used all their strength to smash down boulders and oil barrels one after another, preventing any enemy from coming up.
Xu Zaitian, who rushed upstairs, glanced at the little leader who seemed to be looking at him. He couldn't help closing his eyes and threw down the torch in his hand. Suddenly, there was a sea of fire!
The raging fire wants to devour everything, including the heroes who have lost their lives. The enemy screams in pain in the sea of fire, and the soul of Tang Jun smiles in the churning. Everything that can take away the enemy's life is smashed down desperately. Yes, some people don't even need helmets.
Amidst the sound of the withdrawal horn, the enemy troops were retreating, regrouping, and recuperating. On the Tang army's side, everyone was panting and sitting on the ground, waiting for God's rescue hand.