Chapter 7: The Golden Age (Fifth Middle School) The second wave of attacks lasted for a full hour and a half. The tribal warriors dropped nearly two thousand corpses, and then retreated in embarrassment. The city walls on the left and right sides of Huanghuahuozi were almost stained red with human blood.
, the flame-like color extends along the hillside into the distance, getting lighter as it gets farther away. At the top of the hillside on both sides, the red color disappears. The grass there is still green, exuding vitality in the sunshine.
Life and death are so close together that you can't even tell where their boundaries are. The red gradually fades away from the edge, and the weeds in some places are obviously darker in a circle. Those are the tribal warriors who fell during the impact. They lay stiffly among the weeds and spring flowers.
During this time, all the previous evil and madness in my body disappeared, and I became as peaceful as a deep sleep.
If the weeds at the foot of the Great Wall had eyes, they would be surprised to find that in fact, no matter the Turks, Xi people or Shiwei people, their faces are not as different from those of the Central Plains people as imagined, except that their bodies are slightly stronger and their skin color is slightly darker.
, except for the slightly weird hairstyle on their heads, they are almost from the Northern Central Plains. Even the vicissitudes written in the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes and the calluses on the palms of their hands are exactly the same.
But two people who looked similar and whose lives were full of sorrow could not coexist under the same sky. Soon, the third wave of attacks began. This time, the Wolf Rider and his minions did not immediately rush to the city wall, but stood still.
Three hundred steps away, a dense phalanx was neatly lined up. The servant warriors in the front row held high shields, and the Turkic soldiers in the back row held horned bows and held horizontal swords. Spears were flying across the layers of horizontal swords and spears.
In between, there are dozens of ladders equipped with protective carriages and wheels, slowly moving forward along a temporary platform made of straw bags and sand.
"This time, they are going to get serious!" Shi Derui said in a hoarse voice. In order not to cause trouble to his clan brothers, he tried his best to lead by example and stood on the beacon tower far away from the core of the battlefield and stood idly by, but the fanatical atmosphere on the battlefield was fierce.
But it infected him, causing him to scream at the top of his lungs without even realizing it.
"The general has said that you are not afraid of Gu Tuolu using all your strength when he comes up, but you are afraid of hiding dirty tricks secretly!" Both battles were successful, which made Shi Defang gain a bit more confidence when speaking.
The weapons, ballistas, and the "magic weapons" that the invaders could offer were all within everyone's expectations. After fighting for so many years, the brothers have long been familiar with the corresponding cracking tactics.
"Will the general come here in person?" Shi Derui was a little worried for his clan brother and asked in a lowered voice, "How many people can you mobilize? Do you want to invite more reinforcements?!"
"There is no need for half of the brothers in my hand to rest behind the horse track. There are two brothers in the reserve team who can come to support at any time." Shi Defang glanced at his brother and shook his head very proudly, "I am here with all the Bos."
"Brother Ling, there is no need to worry about the general. I estimate that he has gone to Li Jiancheng's side at this moment. Although there are many soldiers and horses in Hedong, they have not seen any big scenes!"
As he spoke, the enemy army began to accelerate. The high and low shields formed a wall. After the shield wall was pushed flatly towards Huanghuahuozi, the archers walked and put their arrows on the bow strings.
"Whoosh!" The sunlight in the sky suddenly dimmed, and a huge shadow cloud-like feather arrow appeared on the ground. There were tens of thousands of them, whizzing towards the Great Wall. The weathered surface of the Great Wall immediately appeared.
The yellow smoke was blown up by the mountain wind and floated high, blocking the sight of both the enemy and ourselves.
The arrows kept falling, and the distant city battlements were crackled by the arrow tips. Occasionally, light gold and dark purple sparks jumped up, bloomed brilliantly, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. De Rui felt a little worried.
I don't know how much damage my younger brother's subordinates have suffered in this crazy round of shooting. Just as he was preparing to sneak down for a visit, he heard his precious brother said with a smile: "It's a waste of materials, Gutuolu doesn't care about money, he can shoot as he pleases."
"After saying that, he raised the flag in his hand and waved it a few times. The soldiers around him immediately put their horns to their mouths and blew them in a low voice.
"Some soldiers in the distance responded with the sound of horns: "Woo---Woo---Woo---Woo!" The low and peaceful sound of the trumpet spread from one beacon tower to the next, sending Shi De
Fang's order reached the ears of every brother nearby, "Let them shoot!" After the yellow smoke, Shi Derui heard someone repeating in a mocking voice, "Ah - rich man!" followed by a shout from the crowd.
The tone is as sad as singing, causing a burst of laughter
The Turks were indeed squandering their arrows. After laughing, Shi Derui's mood began to change from nervousness to tranquility. Although the Turkic archers made a lot of noise, more than 90% of the arrows they fired were stuck in the city wall.
Most of the arrows were deflected by the mountain wind. A few managed to get past the battlements without even touching the edge of the city wall, but they were already exhausted. They were blocked by the experienced soldiers with their shields and were shot away obediently.
Falling at everyone's feet
How did he judge it? In addition to his joy, Shi Derui's eyes were full of surprise. He once knew his clan brother who read poetry and books very well. In his memory, he recited some poems and played some unscrupulous tricks.
He is very powerful. He has almost no knowledge of martial arts or military skills. His courage is as small as that of a rabbit. He wants to shrink back at the slightest sign of trouble. Unexpectedly, after spending several years in the Boling Army, he not only has a way of commanding and fighting, but also has courage.
They have all practiced to the point where Mount Tai collapses in front of them without changing color.
"Tell the archers to prepare, seventy steps ahead, and concentrate on attacking the hillsides on both sides of Huanghuahuozi." As if he knew that his clan brothers were looking at him with envy, Shi Defang proudly raised the second command flag. He had not even lowered it to the city wall beforehand.
Look, even if I looked, it would be difficult for my eyes to penetrate the dark yellow dust and smoke. But this order was issued promptly and effectively. When the archers fired in a certain direction under the guidance of the horn sound, a series of pains immediately sounded under the city wall.
The screams came from the enemy's arrows, which fell sparsely, and the smoke suddenly became lighter. At the moment when the two streams of smoke alternated, Shi Derui saw the effect of this counterattack. The Turkic army formation collapsed in the center.
Large, tribal warriors without effective shield protection were pushing each other and hiding.
"Fire arrows, seventy steps ahead, focus on the hillsides on both sides of Huanghuahuozi!" Shi Defang continued to repeat his order. The brothers on the Great Wall fired another volley. The arrows fired at the top of the city became increasingly sparse. Many tribal archers
Realizing that his attack did not have the intended effect, he simply gave up on shooting with the defenders and concentrated on using his back to deflect the flying eagle feathers.
Several wells were pushed into the range of the feather arrows. The Turkic archers standing in the ditch at the top of the wells purposefully fired cold arrows at the city wall. The Germans organized crossbows to counterattack. Only three volleys were fired, and all the wells were turned into enemies.
A waste siege ladder was pushed close to the city wall by the brave warriors. Before the iron hook at the top of the ladder came into contact with the city wall, the Boling soldiers behind the crenels immediately stood up and used their scratching hooks to follow the city wall toward the valley and made a huge hook.
The ladder lost its balance and collapsed, knocking over a large piece of the samurai who was about to climb the city.
"Rocket, burn it!" The decisive and calm voice of the German side echoed on the Great Wall accompanied by the sound of horns. Several sharpshooters from the Boling Army pulled up their long bows and tied oil-covered linen cloth to the arrow shafts.
After being lit, it was fired at the ladder that fell to the ground. The flames immediately jumped up from the ladder. Black smoke replaced the yellow mist, causing the tribal warriors to cough loudly. The coughs could not win sympathy, but only more arrows.
This unlucky guy was leaning next to the burning siege ladder, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.
"Rockets, kill all the wells and ladders!" Seeing the opportunity, the German side decided to make every effort to expand the results. The Turks' harsh siege equipment technology determined their defeat. In a moment, three wells and two were destroyed.
A siege ladder that had not had time to get close to the city wall caught fire at the same time. The cunning Turkic warriors who were trying to climb to the top of the well were burned and screamed. The soldiers who desperately jumped from mid-air to the bottom of the well had no time to escape, and those who fell
Hugging each other and falling into a ball
The enemy's embarrassed appearance greatly boosted the morale of the defenders. The brothers leaned half out from behind the crenels and sent more arrows into the attackers' queue. The shield bearers who had already arrived at the foot of the Great Wall could not care about themselves but others.
, the tribal warriors who followed the shield bearer could only accept the condescending blows from the defenders in vain. Even though they had been blessed by the priests in advance, this kind of battle where they could only be beaten but not fight back was still beyond their ability to bear. Once again, they saw a wave of feathers.
After the destruction caused by the arrow, some people decisively chose to retreat.
Without the support from the rear, the shield bearer could not hold on, so he had to turn around and follow the footsteps of Pao Ze to escape. The brothers who were guarding the city aimed their arrows at their backs and sent their souls back to the depths of the grassland one by one.
In the blink of an eye, the massive third attack came to nothing. Except for the corpses and the remains of siege equipment lying on the ground, the invaders harvested nothing.
"What a wolf rider? Gutuolu has been barking for so long, so that's all he has!" Among the crowd watching the battle, several heroes who were horse thieves came to the conclusion again. Seeing the enemies who had driven them to despair in the past, they came to the conclusion again and again.
They were so happy that the Great Wall was deflated. But soon, everyone found that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere. Not only did the soldiers of the Boling Army not agree with them, but even Liu Jizhen, the leader who liked to join in the fun the most, did not come to talk.
What's going on? The horse thieves walked to the edge of the beacon tower and looked outside the Great Wall in surprise. They saw the results of the battle just now, the burning ladder, the crooked manhole, and the corpses scattered everywhere. Outside the range of the arrows, several Turks
Burke held the steel knife high and used killing methods to reunite his team.
Farther away, on the platform that the shamans once used to worship the sky, there were erected two huge objects made of wood and iron rods. They were covered with various sacrificial patterns painted in blood, one on the left and one on the right.
, facing the fragile city wall of Huanghuahuozi
Near the behemoth, several Westerners with strange clothes and curly beards were commanding a large group of slaves to continuously strengthen the monster's supports.