The soldiers lying on the bed looked at the catkins in their hands. They hesitated one by one, then twisted the catkins into small balls and stuffed them into their ears.
The effect of catkins is so good that even the voices speaking in front of you cannot be heard.
Not to mention the battle on the other side of the city wall.
As if all of a sudden, more than 10,000 soldiers became deaf.
Although there was still fighting outside, no sound could be heard. Even the snoring of the comrades nearby had disappeared.
In addition, they have been tired for a day, and they are very exhausted mentally and physically.
After the surroundings became completely quiet, these soldiers finally fell into a deep sleep.
The soldiers patrolling outside the camp did not know that they occasionally made loud noises accidentally and failed to wake up the sleeping soldiers.
At this time, if Zhang Lu really came in, the more than 10,000 soldiers might not be able to react, and they would be killed.
Wang Ding also stuffed two balls of catkins into his ears.
He also needs a good rest.
However, before going to bed, Wang Ding also told Xu Huang that in the middle of the night, Xu Huang was leading another group of soldiers to exchange with Han Sui.
We cannot allow the five thousand soldiers on the city wall to continue fighting all night.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Lu found that the soldiers on the city wall were exhausted, and the feigned attack turned into a real attack.
Outside the city, Zhang Lu did not keep watch. After watching for a while, he handed over the command to Yang Ang.
He also needs to recharge his batteries.
The first attack at night lasted for two hours before Yang Ang asked the attacking believers to retreat, then replaced them with another group and continued the attack.
After the Zishi period, Xu Huang came to replace Han Sui.
One torch after another was extinguished and lit again.
Xu Huang was holding a stone ax and guarding a long ladder. When an enemy came up, he chopped down one of them.
No one can step onto the city wall from him.
One end of these long ladders are all made of iron blocks, which are not easy to break, and there are hooks hooked on the wall, which are very strong. Even Xu Huang would have a hard time pulling down the long ladders when there are soldiers stepping on them.
The long ladder was overturned.
After resting for half the night, Xu Huang has almost recovered.
These enemy soldiers who climbed up from the long ladder are just ordinary believers of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect, and there are no masters.
They just rely on the faith in their hearts and are not afraid of death.
But the real combat power is much worse than that of the Han army on the city wall.
Fan Chou and Xu Huang were dozens of feet apart, guarding another long ladder.
Under the city wall, it is difficult to see how many enemy troops there are.
Xu Huang could only roughly judge the number of enemy troops attacking the city based on the sounds he heard.
Then let the archers shoot arrows toward the place where the sound is dense.
I don’t know how many enemy soldiers the arrows can kill.
From time to time, Xu Huang would take a torch and throw it towards the city, allowing him to briefly see the area below the city clearly.
It is convenient for him to judge the situation below the city.
Time keeps passing.
The opponent withdrew, and another group of believers attacked.
There were many corpses under the city, set ablaze by flames.
The believers who attacked the city didn't feel anything.
Many of the Han troops on the city wall just fired arrows numbly, threw stones at the bottom of the city, and slashed at the enemies on the long ladder with their swords.
Everything seems to be their instinct.
I rested for half the night and then was woken up.
Their physical fitness is not as good as that of Xu Huang. They cannot recover from continuous fighting during the day by sleeping for two hours.
Several soldiers threw rocks at the bottom of the city, but they themselves fell down after not paying attention.
I’m really tired.
But they can't rest.
There are only five thousand people, no, there are less than five thousand people now.
Even if they are tired, they must persevere and fight until dawn to get enough sleep time for their compatriots who are resting.
An hour!
Two hours!
……
More and more soldiers fell off the city wall.
They did not die in the hands of the enemy, but exhausted themselves to death.
Mao Shi!
Finally, light appears on the eastern horizon.
In the dim battlefield, the flames burning everywhere are no longer so obvious.
The torches on the city wall are gradually extinguished.
Under the city, corpses piled up like a mountain, corpses stacked one on top of another.
Day and night, there were densely packed corpses under the city, at least 20,000.
Wang Ding woke up early in the morning and came to the city wall.
Looking at the corpses under the city wall, I was shocked.
At first, I thought that the battle with the Qiang people on the edge of the Yellow River was brutal enough.
But the tragic scene now is even more tragic than that at the Yellow River.
In the battle of Hetao, the 30,000 Qiang army was almost wiped out. However, many Qiang people fell into the Yellow River and were swept away by the turbulent water.
But right now, there are more than 20,000 corpses.
And this is not over yet, it is just the appetizer of this war.
Today!
Wang Ding looked at the rising smoke ten miles away.
When the smoke ends, another bloody battle begins.
Xu Huang has already gone to rest.
The ten thousand soldiers who had their ears plugged with catkins last night took off the catkins one after another.
They slept peacefully that night, completely unable to hear the outside world. It wasn't until dawn, when the bright light passed through the tent and fell on their faces, that they woke up from their sleep.
As soon as they woke up, prepared gruel, steamed buns, pickles, and a piece of pork were placed in front of them.
Let’s start with a bowl of porridge and two big steamed buns with pickles.
Finally swallow the piece of overcooked pork.
Ten thousand soldiers, holding long spears, walked out of the military camp in an orderly manner, followed the crossroads in the pass, stepped on the steps, and came to the city wall.
After a night's rest, they were all in good spirits.
My body is still a little tired, especially my arms, which are very sore.
But no one complained, no one said they were tired.
They stood on the city wall, standing next to Wang Ding, looking at the enemy camp in the distance.
Everyone is ready to fight to the death.
These enemy troops outside the city are just believers of the Five Dou Rice Sect. They were just ordinary people at first.
It only took a month to train at most.
These believers are not afraid of death. As the most elite soldiers, shouldn't they be inferior to these believers?
No soldier will feel inferior to the enemy troops outside the city.
They followed Wang Ding, went to Hetao, fought against the Qiang people, and also fought against the Huns.
When they were in Chang'an, they trained hard and sweated every day.
They are the elites of all battles.
They are the big men, the strongest warriors.
"Coming."
Ten miles away, at Zhang Lujun’s camp, the smoke had disappeared.
Wuyangyang's army came out of the camp and slowly moved towards Yangping Pass.
"The number of people has increased."
It can be roughly judged from the length of the team that Zhang Lu dispatched 50,000 people for his first attack today.
Moreover, the siege equipment has also changed.
Yesterday there were only cloud ladders and ordinary long ladders.
Today, Zhang Lu also dispatched siege vehicles.
It's obvious that he's serious about it.
Fifty thousand people are almost the maximum number of people to attack Yangping Pass.
No matter how large the number of people is, they will not be able to form a formation under the city.
Five ladders and two siege engines.
Wang Ding looked at the approaching Zhang Lu army.
The ladders and siege engines are so huge that they can be seen even from two or three miles away.