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Chapter 6 Snowy Night (Part 4)

Chapter 6 Snowy Night (Part 4)

The weather got even colder in the second half of the night, and the north wind carried the frozen snow particles, which clanged against the frozen leather armor, making a metallic sound. But the princes on both sides of the Yaocha River no longer cared about it.

Complaining and complaining, everyone closed their mouths and frowned. Surrounded by their cronies, they clenched their teeth and persisted.

The queue at the front slowed down again. Wanqi Yuxie led dozens of people and walked against the queue, constantly handing out short packages to everyone. "We are almost there. Please be patient, gentlemen, and let you

The brothers under my command learn from me!" As he spoke, he opened the package, bit the short wooden strip in his mouth, and then wrapped the package skin around the mouth of the horse under his crotch.

"What is this for?" The princes didn't know what the devil King Hammer was causing, but they obediently followed the Tang Dynasty's instructions and tied the mouth of the war horse in front of everyone, imitating Wan Qi Yu Xie's example.

, after putting the wooden stick in his mouth, he suddenly understood that this move was to prevent everyone from making too much noise and alerting the defenders in the city.

Is it necessary? With this freezing weather, I’m afraid the defenders are too lazy to go out to the enemy tower?! The princes secretly muttered in their stomachs, and at the same time, their judgment of the Tang army’s combat effectiveness was instantly higher. They arrived two or three days in advance.

Send capable men on the road ahead to prepare all supplies along the way, send out troops as fast as thunder, and manage thousands of troops like your own arms and thighs. Fighting with this kind of army, no matter day or night, you cannot close your eyes. If you are slightly negligent, you will

Fortunately, everyone is already an ally with them, and fortunately everyone didn't do anything too outrageous in the past few days!

The temporary wooden sticks made from local willow trees were very rough and tasted bitter when held in the mouth. The tired spirit suddenly lifted. Everyone raised their heads with difficulty and continued to move forward against the cold wind and snow particles.

Step by step, we approached our destination. At around 9:00 in the morning, a vague outline of a city finally appeared on the snow in the distance. It was Juzhanti, built more than a thousand years ago by the Flynn people who had been coming from the far west.

It was once the largest city along the Yaochashui River. Although it has gradually declined due to various reasons in the past hundred years, the height of the city wall and the completeness of various defense facilities are still among the best within a thousand miles.

In other words, the defensive capabilities of this city may be slightly inferior to Zhezhe City, the former capital of Dayuan Kingdom, but compared to the respective lairs of the princes, it is still much, much stronger.

Because of the cold weather, there was a thin layer of ice on the surface of the city wall, reflecting the cold light under the pre-dawn moonlight. This added a lot of difficulty to the sneak attackers. Even if they could catch the defenders by surprise, it would be difficult to climb up.

Go up to the top of the city and open the city gate from the inside. Moreover, the Tang army arrived in a hurry and did not bring any ladders or carriages. They had no way to use it if they wanted to climb the city.

Could it be that they want to cut down trees on site to make ladders? Or is there someone else in the city to help? While the princes were in shock, the Tang army had already begun to organize their formation. "My lords, please take your guards to the hillside to watch the battle. My general is also there.

We won't need you during the war." Still Wanqi Yuxiu came over in a hurry, dropped a cold word in a very low voice, and then hurried away, making Asilanda and others roll their eyes in anger.

Anger is anger, but at this moment, there is no need for everyone to fight to be a pawn! Anyway, if the Tang army can defeat Ju Zhan and divide the spoils, everyone's cheers and cheers are indispensable. And if the Tang army is frustrated in the first battle, it can also be stopped.

Isn't it the majesty of the Iron Hammer King?

With various mentalities, Axilanda and others followed Wanqi Yuxie's previous instructions, led their guards, and slowly walked up a hillside about two miles away from the city. Wang Xun's handsome flag was also planted.

There, several guards carried a box of flags and arrows for him to mobilize his troops. Before the princes arrived, the troop strength had been adjusted. The guard leader Wang Shisan jumped on the horse, stood on the saddle, and placed a

The scarlet corner flag waved a few times. Immediately, there were more than thirty vigorous figures sneaking towards the city wall like ghosts.

What are they going to do? What can these few people do? The princes were stunned and wanted to ask the generals around Wang Xun for advice, but they couldn't help it. After all, the oldest among those generals was only in his early thirties.

Compared to them, they are all juniors.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Yu Wenzhi led a group of archers, about fifty people, and quietly fell behind the first wave of departures. Then, Song Wu led about a thousand warriors who took off their armor.

, each holding a horizontal sword in their hands, slowly sneaking towards the bare city wall. Behind them, Zi Ling and Wei Feng, who were not wearing any armor, held the horizontal sword tightly in their arms.

At this moment, the sky is about to dawn, which is when people are most sleepy. There is silence above and below the city. No one knows whether the defenders inside are asleep or whether they have already prepared hot oil and cold arrows behind the battlements. The princes

With their hearts high and their courage low, they saw without blinking an eye the thirty or so Tang troops who set off in the first wave, quietly sneaking to the foot of Zhezhe City. Then, they saw the general leading the team making a gesture, and everyone

They all untied a ball of rope from their shoulders, shook it in their hands, and threw it into the sky. A bright cold light flashed, and an iron component at the top of the rope tightly held the city above.

crenel.

In an instant, the hearts of the princes were in their throats. Although it was impossible for them to hear the sound of the collision of iron tools and city bricks due to the strong night wind and the long distance, they still raised their ears straight. Among them,

The Cao brothers, who were closest to Tang Jun, simply gave up their leather hats, pulled them off and held them in their hands, letting the sweat on their foreheads turn into billowing white smoke in the cold wind.

Even with the help of ropes, the nearly three-foot-high city wall was still difficult to climb. Thousands of troops held their breaths and watched without blinking at the thirty-odd black shadows going up and down against the shining white city wall. No one was there.

No one dared to speak, but no one dared to turn their heads. Even the sound of heartbeats and blood flowing through blood vessels became extremely loud in an instant. Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang bang bang, bang bang bang. Suddenly, two people were already there.

The figures approaching the top of the city fell rapidly, and the hearts of all the spectators twitched violently. Then, they saw their bodies hanging in the air by ropes, shaking back and forth, pulling up and down, which made people's eyes hurt.

Finally, the shaking stopped, and the people tied to the rope continued to stay close to the city wall, unyielding. Everyone moved their eyes away in fear, and slowly upward. Suddenly and surprisingly, they discovered that several figures had climbed onto the battlements. No one noticed!

There was no ambush! There was no sword flash! There was no boiling oil, boiling water or nails! The cold winter night made the defenders of Zhezhe City completely relax their vigilance, and there were no routine patrols on the city wall at all!!!

In the eyes of everyone looking forward to and praying, the figures clinging to the entrance of the battlement turned over, and then they took off the black ball from the other shoulder and quickly dropped it along the entrance of the battlement. It was a rope ladder.

A rope ladder made of cotton rope. Only a rope ladder made by twisting the rope with extremely expensive cotton thread would be so light and soft, and it would not even wake up the sleeping defenders when it fell.

At this moment, no one would accuse Wang Xun of being extravagant, just as no one had cared to doubt his boldness from the beginning of the attack. Everyone's attention was drawn to the city wall, staring eagerly at the faces of the first climbers.

Every move. I saw the first few who climbed the city fasten one end of the rope ladder to the crenel, then quickly straightened up, took out the horizontal knife from their mouths, divided into two groups on the left and right, and moved along the city wall.

More figures climbed up the city wall, and more rope ladders were thrown down. The first climbers formed two small square formations and used their bodies to firmly block a section of the city wall that was nearly fifty steps wide. At the same time,

Nearly a thousand unarmored soldiers led by Song Wu also came to the city wall, held the horizontal sword in their mouths, and climbed up the rope ladder.

On more than a dozen rope ladders, figures moved up one after another, like a string of moving ants. This scene was very funny, but the spectators could not laugh. Instead, they quietly hoped in their hearts, hoping that they would hurry up, hurry up

, hurry up, and get on top of the city before they are discovered by the defenders.

Of course, this wish was a bit too extravagant. When about fifty or sixty people appeared on the city wall, a rope ladder suddenly broke and several soldiers on it fell directly. The spectators could not hear the tragic sounds coming from under the city wall.

Although he screamed, he could deeply feel the pain of the robes. At this moment, no one finally remembered their original identity. All eyes were focused on it, expecting a miracle to happen again.

The God of Luck finally went away. The defenders who were sleeping soundly in the enemy tower were alerted. Several lanterns flashed and were slowly picked out from the junction between the enemy tower and the city wall. Immediately, someone exclaimed loudly and carried a

The lantern jumped out. However, his exclamation was quickly stuck in his throat. An arrow from the city came through the cold wind and hit his throat.

"Bounce!" Yu Wenzhi stood diagonally opposite the enemy tower, stepped on the shoulders of the two Paozes, and shot a second feather arrow. Another arrow pierced the throat, knocking the second one trying to rush out of the enemy tower and knocking on the tower.

The defender who called the alarm was nailed to the door of the building. The three men he led were in groups, with two carrying the other one, and used their human bodies to form moving wells. They tried their best to block the door of the enemy building, and fired arrows every time.

, will definitely take away a life on the watchtower.

People rushed out of the enemy tower, one after another, forming a passage with corpses, pointing straight to the big alarm bell on the tower. Finally, under the desperate protection of two companions, a defender braved the rain of arrows to steal the bell hammer.

As soon as the man pulled the hammer away, Yu Wenzhi's arrow hit his neck. With a loud "dang" sound, the hammer slipped down due to its inertia and hit the target. The body of the bell-ringer also staggered.

He turned half a circle and fell to the ground with satisfaction.

Several more defenders rushed forward desperately, trying to ring the big bell. Yu Wenzhi shook his sore wrist, took the last arrow, drew the bow, and loosened the string. As a cold light flashed through the white night,

With a "clang" sound, the alarm bell fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The general offensive has officially begun!


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