"Fire arrows!" Seeing the Xianbei horse archers pressing over like cirrus clouds, Zhao Yun could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and shouted loudly at the thousand archers guarding the city tower with their bows ready to shoot.
At the command, arrows rained down like rain, and two arrows with different feathers shot out towards each other. However, the thousand arrows of the Han army were instantly overwhelmed by the dense black spots, and countless arrows flew towards the tower.
Coming over, there was a "whooshing" sound as it cut through the sky, and the cold and sharp arrows kept "popping" and shot into the bodies of the guards one after another.
"Wow..." Many of the guards on the city tower were shot to death on the spot in just this moment of confrontation, and they let out many screams.
Zhao Yun held the long sword in his hand tightly and deflected the arrows. When he looked around, he saw that nearly a hundred people had been shot through the heart, and the remaining three to four hundred people had suffered varying degrees of arrow injuries.
. He looked down at the city. Only a few of the Xianbei people who rushed over fell off their horses, and the Xianbei cavalry had already drawn their bows and arrows, preparing for the second wave of shooting.
"Hurry and hide behind the battlements!" Zhao Yun shouted immediately. He had to admit that the Xianbei people were more difficult to deal with than the Qiang people. In this confrontation, the Xianbei people's cavalry and archery troops had already suppressed the archers on the tower.
, and the archers also showed fear. It was their first time to participate in the battle, and they still had a hint of fear.
Zhao Yun leaned against the battlements, and many arrows flew through the gaps on both sides. They flew past his ears and shot directly into the tower in front of him. The wooden pillars and doors and windows of the tower were full of arrows.
, and arrows are still flying continuously.
Next to him were the archers under his command, with great fear in their eyes. The Xianbei people's arrow array was too powerful.
"Hateful! If only this was Chencang City!" Zhao Yun said to himself angrily.
The sound of horse hooves outside the city changed. The thunderous sound of hooves gradually faded away, and the arrows no longer shot up. There were only two waves of arrows, and the city tower was already densely packed.
Zhao Yun exposed his head from the battlements and glanced sideways at the Xianbei people below the city. He saw that these cavalry and archery troops turned around and separated into two columns after running about fifty meters below the city, and gathered again in the open area five hundred meters away.
He turned his horse's head again and aimed at Wangping City.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a puff of dust rising from behind about five thousand cavalry and archery troops. The queue in the middle of the official road suddenly opened, and a team of ten knights lined up side by side came out of the dust fog, and the knights on horseback had all their hands.
There is a cone-shaped piece of wood stuck in it, which is a full two and a half meters long.
Zhao Yun has never seen such a situation. He has beaten the Qiang people, but there are many differences between the Qiang people and the Xianbei people. Although the Qiang people are brave, they rely on their own strength to rush over with their sabers and use the rapid movement of their horses.
He tried his best to launch an assault, trying to flatten everything in front of him with his horse's hooves. However, Xianbei in front of him not only used bows and arrows, but also used wood. He couldn't figure out what he was trying to do, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Xianbei
Man...this is...what is this going to do?"
More and more Xianbei cavalrymen hammering logs gathered together. Ten of them came out of the dust and fog in a row, and then gathered behind the cavalry and archery troops. They spread out in a straight line, with a gap between the front row and the back row.
There was a three-meter gap, and they lined up row by row. Six rows were lined up in the twenty-meter open space, and the number of people in each row had reached two hundred. They looked well-organized and had very attacking postures.
Strong.
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
The Xianbei people's horn sound sounded again. The difference is that this time the horn sound is different from the first single "woo" sound, and it is full of different variables.
"The wounded soldiers must come down quickly. The Xianbei people are about to launch a second wave of arrow formation attacks!" Zhao Yun realized that the Xianbei people were about to attack, but he could not guess the Xianbei people's intentions. In order to reduce casualties, he hurriedly issued the order.
Hundreds of wounded soldiers descended from the tower one after another, and the tower became empty for a moment. When the wounded soldiers descended from the tower, some able-bodied archers boarded the tower again, making up for the archers on the tower.
"This time we have to strike first. We will fight back when the Xianbei people finish shooting and go back. Do you understand?" Zhao Yun saw the Xianbei people's first attack style. When he saw the Xianbei people retreating, they were the least defensive.
time, I made this bold decision.
"No!" All the soldiers on the tower responded loudly.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves outside the city sounded again. The Xianbei people's cavalry and archery troops drove towards Wangping City like waves. At the same time, they drew their bows. When they rushed into the shooting range, they released their hands and fired the arrows.
The arrows were shot out. Then, arrows like locusts were shot out again, with a whistling sound that pierced the sky, flying from both sides of the battlements and above the city wall and inserted into the city tower, shooting the city tower like a hedgehog.
Zhao Yun stood close to the battlements and heard the changing sound of the hoofbeats and the neighing of the horses below the city. He immediately picked up a big bow from the dead body beside him, put on the arrows, pulled the bow with all his strength, and shouted loudly:
"Now, shoot the arrow!"
Following Zhao Yun's order, a thousand archers on the city tower showed their heads one after another, shooting their fully drawn bows and arrows towards the densely packed Xianbei cavalry and archery troops below the city. The Xianbei cavalry were turning their horses back from the two wings.
As they retreated, they suddenly felt arrows shot from behind. They were caught off guard, and hundreds of cavalrymen fell off their horses in the wave of arrows.
However, things are not that simple. The Xianbei people are all good at shooting. When the horse archers who rushed up from behind saw someone protruding from the tower, they shot out the arrows in their hands. After shooting the arrows on the tower, there were no more arrows.
More than a hundred people who had time to escape were shot like hedgehogs.
Zhao Yun and others leaned against the city wall. When they saw the soldiers shot to death by arrows around them, they felt a sense of regret, but more importantly, there was a sense of fear.
"Cheer up, everyone. If we can't defend here, everyone will die! Listen to my order and do it again. This time, we must react quickly and prepare everyone!" Zhao Yun could see the fear of the soldiers, but now he also
He could only say some words of encouragement. After all, it was the first time for him to participate in such a battle. Even he was particularly troubled by the Xianbei people's fighting style. He didn't know what method to use to deal with it.
Below the city, the Xianbei cavalry and archery troops once again withdrew, and the bodies that fell under the horses were trampled to pieces with bloody flesh. At this time, no one would care about the dead people.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Zhao Yun and everyone else suddenly heard the heavy sound of horse hoofbeats. The sound of horse hoofbeats rose and fell in unison, which was very different from the cavalry and archery troops just now.
"Didn't they withdraw this time?" Zhao Yun muttered in his heart. He slightly exposed his head and glanced towards the city. When the scene below the city came into view, he felt a thrill in his whole body and turned around hurriedly.
The archers on the tower shouted loudly, "Get down from the tower, get down from the tower, get down from the tower!"
The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and before they could even move their bodies, they suddenly heard a loud noise coming from under the city wall.
"boom!"
A loud noise echoed in the ears of Zhao Yun and the archers guarding the city tower, and their bodies began to feel a shake at the same time, as if something violently hit the city wall.
Zhao Yun looked horrified. He didn't expect the Xianbei people to be so smart and would think of using logs to hit the city wall. He shouted again: "Get off the tower quickly!"
Under the city wall, the first row of Xianbei cavalry who punched logs used the collision force of their horses to hold up the long conical wood and forcibly inserted two hundred logs into the wall of Wangping City. The city wall was made of rammed earth.
It was not very strong, and it began to shake after a violent collision. After the first row of Xianbei cavalry withdrew, the second row rushed over, followed by the third row, and the fourth row.
…
For a time, the walls of Wangping City were covered with such dense logs, and the Xianbei cavalry who were plowing the logs did not really withdraw, they just made way for those behind. When the last row of cavalry was completed
After the mission, the rest of the retreating cavalry came back again, jumped off their horses, and rushed to the bottom of the city wall. Everyone held a log and worked together to push down the earth wall that had been loosened by the collision.
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Zhao Yun and the archers on the tower got off the tower amidst waves of collisions. As soon as they got off the tower, Zhao Yun called Chu Yan, Yu Du and others who were hiding in the doorway back. Chu Yan, Yu Du and others had just
As he pulled back, he heard a huge rumbling sound from behind, and the city wall collapsed instantly, creating a burst of earth mist.
At this moment, a soldier ran from the south gate, squeezed into the crowd, came to Zhao Yun, and shouted: "Sir, the south gate... the south gate fell, killing many people, Pei
The captain had no time to escape and was killed by the collapsed tower. Captain Guan and Captain Bian asked what should be done?"
Zhao Yun had no time to think, so he immediately shouted to the man: "Go and tell Guan Hai and Bian Xi that you must guard the collapsed city gate no matter what. You must not let the Xianbei people rush in. Let the shield soldiers block the front and the archers behind."
cover!"
"promise!"
Zhao Yun hurriedly shouted to Chu Yan and Yu Du beside him: "Although the city wall has fallen, we are still there. There are still 20,000 soldiers on the city wall. We must not let the Xianbei people rush in. Chu Yan, with two thousand swords and shields
The soldiers and I are at the front. Yu Du, you hide on both sides of the road with your crossbowmen, climb up on the roof, occupy a favorable position, and kill anyone who wants to escape! No matter what, we must persist until the lord arrives with reinforcements.
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"promise!"
After the order was issued, the soldiers in the city responded quickly. At the north gate, Zhao Yun and Chu Yan led two thousand sword and shield soldiers to block the collapsed city wall. Yu Du commanded the archers to occupy a favorable position, and the remaining troops were
Always be prepared for reinforcements. The battle has already begun at the south gate. The Xianbei cavalry stepped in from the collapsed city wall with sabers in hand. There were cavalry and archery troops on both sides to cover them. Guan Hai led the sword and shield soldiers to block the rush in.
The Xianbei cavalry, Bian Xi and his archers kept shooting from behind, and a bloody battle officially began.