As far as the eye can see, the blue of the sky and the green of the fields transition smoothly, without distinction between you and me.
The breeze brought a little noisy sound.
More and more black spots appear between the intersection of blue and green.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of war drums.
It was as if a fast forward switch had been pressed.
Everyone on both sides of the enemy started running quickly.
The nimble little fat man ran towards the city wall and shouted loudly.
"Yan Jiajun listens to the order! Remember what I said, don't forget a word!"
Everyone in the Yan family army was nervous and orderly. Hearing these words, they couldn't help but think of the words of their own young general.
The credit is worth millions, but life is more important than anything else.
You still have your life left, but are you afraid that you won't get any credit?
The battlefield is a meat grinding ground, and the meat wrapped in it will always be broken into pieces.
Move tactically and maintain formation.
Don't kill the boss! All actions depend on the command!
The sign language of Lingqi should be memorized.
Follow your squad leader closely!
Yan Jiajun, who was standing at the back, had a face as dark as water.
The spear shafts in each of their hands were tightly gripped, and they were dripping with sweat.
It's not like they have never fought against Xirong before, but this is the first time they have fought on such a scale.
It is inevitable that I feel unsure.
I could only memorize General Yan's slogan over and over again.
If you carry it on your back, either you have forgotten this or you have mistaken that.
He simply stopped memorizing it and stared at the leader of his team without blinking, his whole body tense.
Team leaders are under more pressure, okay?
The spear team will not rush out immediately. The crossbow team will attack first, using a large number of bows and arrows to suppress the opponent's charging speed, disrupt the enemy's formation, and provide them with a better tactical vision and a more suitable time to attack.
I will not be in chaos when the enemy is in chaos.
The mind must be steady and the action must be ruthless.
The squad leader was also thinking silently in his heart, looking at the rebels with eyes like hawks.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Thousands of arrows flew towards each other.
The rebels wanted to shoot so hard that the Guanzhou Army couldn't stand up inside the city wall.
The defenders of the city must fire rapidly in order to kill the enemy's warrior soldiers who can run faster than horses.
Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
Catapult attack!
Stones of gradually standardized sizes flew high into the sky, and after reaching a critical point, they quickly landed. The anchor point was the enemy's catapult, which was almost the same.
"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"
The general commanding the catapult shouted at the top of his lungs.
There was only one step away from throwing the stone, but he had no choice but to miss the first move, so he had to give up the attack. Several people worked together to quickly pull the catapult backward.
"Gase the oil!"
Having failed to launch this attack, the general felt angry and decided to use his trump card in advance.
The soldier holding the kerosene barrel walked vigorously among his comrades.
Kerosene is somewhat dangerous, so it should always be placed in a hidden and safe place.
It’s ready for use now, there’s no way to prepare it in advance.
The stone was covered with a layer of sticky mud, rolled around in the pebbles, and finally poured with fire oil.
The unrecognizable stone thrower probably never thought that after he was knocked from a big rock to a solid one, he would also have the opportunity to gain weight in an alternative way...
"Get ready to throw stones!" The stones were put on.
"Anchor!" Take aim.
"Light the fire!" Burn, it's burning! (Stone Boy: Transform!)
"Let go!" Firestone attacks!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Hit!
It was visible to the naked eye that the anti-army catapults were on fire.
The burning fire was the source of their excitement.
Everyone cheered.
"Which anchor just now was so damn accurate!" The general who gave the order grinned. "Do it again, do it again!"
He glanced at the new camp not far away.
Shaking his head secretly, look at the nervousness of the new recruits. They will rush over to them later, but don't be scared and drop your pants.
"Charge the car! The rebels are charging the car!"
"Fire rockets! Hurry!"
The archer quickly changed arrows.
During this short gap, the rebels seized the opportunity and advanced more than ten feet.
Yan Yu's little eyebrows were knotted.
This is also too slow.
The rebel vehicles were larger and taller than those captured by Yan Yu before.
The advantage is definitely that there are more hidden troops. As for the disadvantages, it is probably that it is inconvenient to move and the speed is slower.
But this process of advancing steadily with unparalleled momentum has put a lot of pressure on the soldiers on the battlefield.
The rebels hiding in the chariot had archers and knife-hands, who were able to coordinate well with both long-range and close-range attacks. They were covered with thick cowhide, which could withstand sharp blades and were not afraid of fire attacks.
Yan Yu also heard that the rebel army's ram was equipped with a thick and long log with the front end sharpened. Once the ram was rushed to the city gate, the wooden log would clang open and the gate of the city gate would be knocked open.
I can't stand it for a few times.
Don't let the car rush over.
Yan Jiajun developed special tactics for rushing cars.
Yan Jiajun's ladder moved, and a large number of catapults advanced with it.
The latter was pushing forward while loading slings. The man who served as the eye of the trebuchet stood on the narrow wooden pole of the vehicle body, holding the pole with one hand, shaking his body constantly, and making gestures in the air with the other hand.
Yan Yu looked forward to it.
Staring down with piercing eyes.
"stop!"
The person who was shaking his head at the pole finally stopped shaking and shouted loudly!
One trebuchet stopped, and then all the trebuchets stopped one after another.
"put!"
"Let it go!" "Let it go!"
The sounds rise and fall one after another, almost the same as before and after.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!!”
A series of sounds of stones falling to the ground.
"Not a single one of the special ones?!"
I don’t know who it was, but the one with the loudest voice spoke out the thoughts of all the Kwanzhou troops.
What the hell is this!
"I can use urine more accurately than them!"
This person also complained endlessly.
Everyone agreed, and if it weren't for the war going on right now, they would really want to echo him.
The dust disperses.
The man who was almost bald just now almost wanted to slap himself in the mouth.
"Damn, it turned out to be a traffic jam! Hey! Why didn't I think of that!"
I saw that the stones thrown by Xiao Anying's catapults were very concentrated in the front, left and right directions of the ram vehicles, forming a siege and surrounding several ram vehicles.
Stoneboys: Hey! Big rush, you are surrounded!
The car was forced to stop.
The small camp ladder reaches the battlefield.
Within range.
I am tall and my enemy is short.
The advantage is mine!
The arrows shot past in a swish, pinning the people in the rushing car tightly inside, not daring to show their heads.
"Raise your shield and charge with me!"
It is no one else but Luo Er who takes the lead.
He asked others to raise their shields, while he held two swords in his hands.
When they got closer, the shieldman was not in place yet, so he opened an opening for the people in the car and poked a long spear out of it.
Luo Er had a sullen face and slashed with the knife in his right hand without mercy.
The tip of the gun tilted, exposing the gap.
Luo Er left the sword in his left hand, stepped on the ground, and joined the bow and horse.
A long knife slashed through the air and whistled.
Plunge right into the briefly exposed gap.
"ah!"
A dull cry of pain came from inside the cowhide.
The shield hand is in place, squatting instead of standing.
Take off the flying hook from your waist and swish it to the cowhide.
If you're lucky, you'll get hooked.
If you're not lucky, just try a few more times.
Once hooked, the shield hand steps on the other end of the flying hook and presses it with his whole body weight.
Helpers came in quickly.
Several people worked together to pull it.
Cowhide cannot be torn, but it can be peeled off.
Without cover, the people in the car are living targets.