Chapter 655: Independent Bull Head, Killing Jinying at Night
To the Jin army, which was confident and well prepared, what did the casualties of a thousand people count? What did the losses of one ramming truck and dozens of ladder trucks count?
A drop in the bucket, worthless.
They still have twenty to thirty thousand infantry, and there are thirty wells on the field.
The alternation between twilight and night has just been completed. Although there is no bright moon in the sky tonight, there are stars, and the time is still very long...
Zhu Biao withdrew his murderous gaze and turned to look at Chen Lian who was standing behind him. He had suffered serious injuries in the battle that defeated Zheng Guoxiong's camp. He was very tired after going into battle with injuries.
, Although he forced a smile on his face, he could not hide this from Zhu Biao. "Go down and have a rest. Zhang He will come up in his place."
In the next two days, the armies of the Song and Jin Dynasties were like a set of powerful gears, rotating tightly and inexorably in their respective directions. Among the grinding bodies were the corpses of thousands of soldiers.
On Ziyang City.
Feng Enjiang leaned tiredly against the corner of the wall, with a two-foot-long spear lying quietly on his knees. The sharp blade of the spear glowed brightly in the sun, while his master was like a corpse.
Not even a move.
"Old Feng..." Wang Jiuling, who was hanging by one arm, walked slowly to Feng Enjiang. She screamed feebly and then squatted down at the corner of the city wall. Smells of smelly blood were still flowing along his armor.
Drop by drop -
Opening his eyes, Feng Enjiang didn't turn his head to look at Wang Ling. He looked straight ahead with a dull look. It took him a while to finally come to his senses before a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Three non-stop fightings day and night exhausted the physical strength of the Song army defending the city. The large number of casualties reduced the number of guards on the other three walls from 1,500 to 1,000, and then from 1,000 to 8.
Hundreds of people. By noon today, the guards at the south gate had been reduced to 500 people again.
This was because General Zhu Biao gathered 30,000 soldiers and horses in the middle of the city in addition to the three troops of Zhonglu Tongying, Jiao Ming, and Wang Jiuling. In the following days, under absolute martial law throughout the city, he actually discovered something.
The family has a daring master from outside the city. Of course, the fate of that family is that one of them dies!
But it was just an old couple and a few cronies. All three sons of the same family were officials in other places. After Zhu Biao learned about the situation of the family, he directly skipped trying to persuade them to surrender.
The head was hung on the stone archway of the county government office to warn other wealthy gentry families in Ziyang City.
The influx of tens of thousands of people did not fill up Ziyang City. The school ground in the city was still a school ground. For several days, the cattle neighed and the horses roared here, which made some thoughtful people in Ziyang City feel itchy. However, the school ground was tightly guarded by the Song Army.
The surrounding area was all occupied by the Song Army. No matter how curious those people were, they couldn't find out anything. With the lessons learned from past mistakes, no one dared to act rashly.
"Zhu Shuai, is this okay?" The same words have been asked by Liu Zhuo countless times in the past few days. But looking at these cattle on the school field with red blood patterns on their bodies, sharp knives tied to their horns, and howling with hunger,
Liu Zhuo couldn't help but asked Zhu Biao again.
"Okay, why not? Just put your heart in your stomach!"
Zhu Biao was too lazy to tell Liu Zhuoduo anymore. He stood up and walked to the sidelines, shouting towards the fence, "Try it once, try it once..."
Outside the fence surrounding the cattle, fifty dummies wearing pure purple military uniforms and made of hay and wooden boards were scattered by soldiers and stood a hundred paces away in front of the fence. A few bean cakes and a little bean paste were sprinkled on them.
Take ten steps away from the fence and drag it directly to the dummy.
"Are you ready?"
"alright,"
"Clear the place, clear the place, everyone leave quickly..."
"Hold the fence and herd the cattle——"
The roaring sound of more than 200 cows running covered up all the sounds. They had been hungry for several days. At first there was only a little forage, but in the end there was no yellow forage. It was really too much to bully the cows.
As soon as they came out of the circle, dragons were like a sea. They were having fun, and some of the cows had already smelled the aroma of the bean cake pieces and bean ingredients on the ground. And some cows were running straight towards the dummies. The cows also held grudges.
. In order to suppress the 'resistance' of the hungry cattle in the past two days, the soldiers of the Song Army have resorted to a lot of ruthless tactics.
What is the difference between the military uniforms of the Song Army and the uniforms of the Jin Army? It’s just an inconspicuous yellow border.
One after another, the dummies were knocked to the ground by the running bulls. Four strong cow hooves stepped on the dummies. Immediately, the boards shattered and straw flew, revealing a packet of fragrant beans hidden in the belly of the dummy.
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The cows who were originally interested in the straw immediately abandoned it like a pile of chickens and concentrated on eating the bag of beans hidden in the straw.
, pick and choose, soon, one after another, the dummies fell into the mouth of the running bull who was seeking revenge and food.
For a whole afternoon, Zhu Biao played this kind of bullfighting trick on the school grounds.
A peaceful night passed, and when the sun rose the next day, a fierce offensive and defensive battle began again on the west wall of Ziyang City.
Almost all the battlements were flattened, and the ramming vehicles one after another caused huge cracks in the city walls.
The city gate had already collapsed, but the city gate hole was blocked even earlier by bags of rocks and silt.
From nine o'clock in the morning to eight o'clock in the evening, after seven hours of back and forth, Feng Enjiang and Dou Bing became even more tired and paralyzed. Lu Tong was hit by two arrows and completely lost the ability to continue commanding, so he was carried down. Wang Jiuling lost an ear, and Jiao Bing lost an ear.
Ming lost his brother and blocked Jiao Hong for him.
Everyone on the battlefield has been watching over life and death. Zhu Biao's only reply to Jiao Ming, who was crying bitterly, was - waiting for revenge!
Pain, heart-wrenching pain. Jiao Ming held his hands tightly, digging his nails into his flesh without realizing it. In addition to the pain, a kind of violent blood surged in his heart, like a tower about to explode.
Volcanoes, hot lava can erupt at any time.
The death of brothers and sisters can only cleanse the wounds of one's soul with the blood of the enemy.
At night, there was no breeze, and the moon was as thin as a hook. Outside the west gate of Ziyang City, the fire in front of the Jin military camp was still blazing, with crackling sounds from time to time. But it could be seen that the defending Jin soldiers seemed to have died.
They are tired, or their minds are not focused on their responsibilities, and they are constantly looking around, appearing listless.
Zheng Guoxiong had only 30,000 people under his command. They attacked for four consecutive days, causing heavy damage to the Song army defending the city. At the same time, the Jin army also suffered heavy casualties. Therefore, on the third night, the Jin army no longer had the strength to fight at night.
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The reason why they still dare to leisurely and leisurely is because they have more than 20,000 cavalry behind them. As long as the Song army dares to come out to rob the camp, it will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth and falling into a trap.
And after so many days, the Song army did not even move during the night, let alone rob the camp. If it were not for the fact that there were bamboo tubes inserted into the ground and water tanks for listening to the sound around the city wall, we would have doubted whether the Song army was doing something underground.
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Zheng Guoxiong was also very surprised by Zhu Biao's reaction. If Song Jun continued to stay in Ziyang City, there was only one way to die. Isn't Zhu Biao impatient? However, Song Jun did not respond, and Zhu Biao himself did not respond.
"Kill, kill————"
Suddenly, a sound of fighting floated to their ears in the breeze. The Jin army was surprised. The Song army actually left the city to rob the camp tonight. After being stunned for a while, the entire Jin army camp was boiling.
A surge of excitement emerged in the hearts of the Jin soldiers. They were looking forward to a great victory.
The commotion in the military camp is getting louder and louder...
"Boom, boom, boom -" the dull sound of trampling hoofs came. The Song army rushed in very quickly, and the Jin army's camp was three or four miles away from the Ziyang city gate.
"Cows! It's a herd of cattle -" a Jin army scout who was ambushing outside the camp suddenly screamed. What came with a roar was not a herd of horses, but a herd of cattle, or a group of frightened cattle with firecrackers tied to their tails.
There were naturally experts among the scouts who were attacking the road, but all the experts who rushed towards them were dispatched one by one by Zhu Biao who took action personally. The Bone Killing Sword drank blood from eight people along the way!
"Fire the arrow!"
In the Jin army's camp, which was still making initial preparations, a night watch captain drew his sword from his waist and directed a group of crossbowmen behind him to fire.
Countless arrows fell from the dark night sky, and some crossbow arrows shot directly at Zhu Biao.
But does it work?
In addition to the Bone Killing Sword, Zhu Biao also held a large flag, a military flag of the Song Army.
The big flag danced wildly, and Zhu Biaoren stood on the back of the front cow of the herd. Countless arrows and crossbow bolts were all blown away by the big flag. The whirlwind swaying from the fierce flag was like a whirlwind.
It's like a huge circular disk, guarding the top of the herd.
The night captain of the Jinying camp became demented and looked at Zhu Biao with his mouth agape. He was simply a god!
"Bed Crossbow! Are the Bed Crossbow ready——"
"Shoot! Find that person, shoot me -" All the captain's attention was attracted by Zhu Biao.
The high howl reached Zhu Biao's ears, and Zhu Biao smiled. This was the effect he wanted!
Each cow in the herd has a thick oil blanket on its back, and ordinary arrows are useless against them. Even crossbow arrows cannot destroy them unless they hit the eyes or vital parts of the leg joints.
But the bed crossbows in the Jin camp are different. Although there are not many in number and the shooting speed is very slow, one arrow can definitely kill a cow.
Therefore, Zhu Biao, who wanted to give full play to the energy of the Bull Run, had to stand up and attract the deadly firepower to the Bull Run under his feet.
It is said that Zhu Biao has never 'experienced' the power of the bed crossbow until now in his martial arts training. Instead, he used that thing to try to retain the King of Growth, but failed.
The example of the failure of the Dharma King in the bed crossbow is also the biggest guarantee that he dares to stand on the back of the bull tonight.
"Whoosh..."
Zhu Biao heard the roar in his ears, which was far louder and sharper than the sound of a crossbow arrow breaking through the air. He felt like hearing the sound of a cannonball.
Five feather arrows shot from the darkness. It was a very short distance, and seventy or eighty steps away was completely fleeting for the bed crossbow. They came to Zhu Biao's eyes in a flash——
"Boom, boom, boom..." The flag filled with Gangsha swirled into a shield wall, and a series of explosions sounded. Zhu Biao retreated from the front of the herd as if being pulled by a rope.
Four or five feet away... (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
