The military department responsible for the general armament of the Loulan Palace was already full at this time.
People came and went, and carriages kept coming.
"Hurry up, send 30,000 arrows to the city!"
"Are there any more Rolling Stones?"
"Shield, shield!"
"Draw this way!"
"It's too late, they're out of stock over there!"
"War Armor, War Armor!"
They were shouting and screaming, and ever since the temple army launched their attack outside, there has been no idle time here.
The Minister of War was already sweating profusely.
That plump body probably lost more than ten kilograms in two days, and he even had dark circles under his eyes. But he was still furious with anxiety.
Loulan has really been at ease for too long.
It's been too long since I've been away from the war.
The consumption of crossbow arrows alone this day has reached a terrifying level!
A war tests not only the quality of soldiers, but also logistical supplies. The people of Loulan, as well as the caravans in the city, volunteered to transport armaments. There was no one else on the street, and only these transports were coming back and forth.
The car must be on guard against those rockets falling from the sky. The workshops responsible for producing weapons and equipment in Kucheng City have been running without stopping at all.
"No more?"
"quick!"
"Quick, urge me!"
On the top of the city, there were wrecks everywhere and rivers of blood. Waves of Loulan guards came one after another. The wave in front was dead, and the ones behind were stepping on the corpses to resist the temple army who climbed up. The temple army had already
It all started, and no one expected it!
Rockets will fly at any time, rolling rocks will hit at any time, cave-ins will occur at any time, and comrades will die at any time!
Reheman shouted angrily while killing the enemy with a knife.
"Sir, we are already working on it, it still needs some time!"
Subordinates reported anxiously.
Reheman cursed again. It was already approaching dusk, and the temple's attack was like crazy, overwhelming. It could be seen that a soldier of the temple army was leading a civilian who was being held hostage. The civilian was blocking the front, and the soldier
Following behind, this kind of human shield not only achieved quite good results, but also made the Loulan guards feel an unspeakable rage! The people who were coerced were actually frightened, panicked, and howling.
, the ferocious expression seemed to express the fear of war and the hatred for these temple soldiers who spoke of benevolence, justice and morality every day.
The rolling stones and arrows fell on these people first. After they were smashed to pieces, the temple army came out from behind.
Cruel, cruel!
"XX's Temple Army!"
"You shall not die well!"
The Loulan guards were so stunned that they shed tears.
Because among these people, there are many old, weak, sick and disabled, women and children, and even mothers with babies in their arms.
At this time, they have all become cannon fodder for the temple army...
At this time, they all died in the hands of the Loulan Guards, an army that claimed to be guarding Loulan.
How could the soldiers of the guard army endure such torture of conscience!
Liu Zheng also watched all this coldly.
Regarding everything about war, he had always only stayed at the theoretical level. Therefore, the current tragic situation still had a great impact on him. Blood, death, innocence, tragedy... He almost vomited several times, but
He didn't. He had been using a cold face to cover up his inner fluctuations. He wanted to try to accept it all.
Liu Zheng suddenly remembered a set of data he had seen before.
He suddenly remembered those keyboard warriors he met in his previous life who always said, "If there is a war, I will donate three months' salary first."
Three months' salary?
hehe.
Is war really that simple?
During the Soviet Union's war for its country, the Soviet army fired 40,000 cannons and fired 1.9 million shells a day. This amount of money was equivalent to the living expenses of 10 million farmers for a year - and this was only the cost of a day's war.
During World War II, Japan had a large artillery shell. The price of one artillery shell was 4,000 yen. At that time, the monthly salary of a lower-class person was 5 yuan. It would take him 60 years of salary to buy one artillery shell...