Suddenly, a huge iron component came into Yuwen Shiji's eyes. It was the iron pulley that controlled the inner city gate. Only when it was shaken could the iron fence serving as the inner city gate be lifted up. The enemy was so short
When Time rushed into the city, he definitely did not use force to destroy the iron fence. Yu Wenshiji felt a spiritual light flashing in front of his eyes. His eyes passed through the crowd and swept towards a group of soldiers near the iron pulley. He found that the group
The people did not kill each other, but stood calmly beside the iron pulley, looking around alertly. Each of these guys had a black cloth strip temporarily tied on their left arm. Although they were walking on the dirty steps
It's not very eye-catching against the background of the armor, but it's enough for them to identify each other.
"You line up and push forward and order everyone to put down their weapons. Those who don't put down their weapons will be killed without mercy!" Yu Wenshi and his personal soldier Yu Wenxin called out and ordered loudly.
"The Lord Supervisor has ordered that all new recruits put down their weapons. Those who do not put down their weapons will be killed without mercy!" Yu Wenxin shouted loudly, and led three hundred soldiers with bright armors to charge directly to the top of the city.
"Put down your weapons. Those who don't let go will be killed without mercy!" the soldiers shouted loudly. Many of them are warriors trained by the Yuwen family for many years, and their skills are far stronger than ordinary people. On the narrow city wall, untrained soldiers
Who are the enemies of these star-killing gangs? In an instant, a bloody path was pushed out of the city wall. The random soldiers who insisted on not laying down their weapons, and those who did not have time to put down their weapons, were all chopped down by Yuwen Shiji's soldiers.
Blood and river water flowed down the city wall.
"Don't be fooled, everyone, they are going to kill everyone!" Someone in the rebel army protested loudly. Before his call could be approved by others, Yu Wenxin threw a spear and nailed the man to the battlement.
The shock of blood allowed the rebel army to slowly restore order. Most of the rebel soldiers found that they did not have the strength to compete with the skilled and well-armed soldiers and armored soldiers, so they obediently put down their weapons. A few people refused to obey the order and were cut down one by one by the soldiers.
Slowly, the soldiers took the initiative and moved forward slowly, approaching the center of the city wall little by little.
"Take the people up and catch the people with the black strips on their arms." Seeing that his emergency measures were effective, Yuwen Shiji called his general Yu Wenshuang and ordered in a low voice.
Yuwen Shuang was a clever person. After listening to the young master's words, he glanced at the city wall and immediately understood the source of the soldiers' confusion. He waved his hand and ran up to the top of the city with more than 20 servants of the Yuwen family.
, among the squatting rebels, he pulled out several people with black cloth strips on their arms one by one.
"Brothers, they lied and deceived, and they will settle the score later!" The person who was found out cried loudly, trying to create chaos again. The servants of the Yuwen family quickly knocked him down, tied them with ropes, and then took them off his shoulders.
A black cloth strip marking your identity.
"It's these people with black cloth strips on their arms who are colluding with thieves and rebelling, and have killed so many people!" Yu Wenshuang raised the black cloth strips high and announced loudly. The panicked recruits turned around and saw the black cloth strips in Yuwen's hands.
, and then looked at the left arms of the guys who were pulled out, and immediately understood the whole story.
"General Han is just outside the city. Brothers, fight with them!" Xizuo, a rebel guarding the iron wheel, saw that his identity was revealed. He didn't wait for Yu Wenxin to lead his men to kill him, so he decided not to attack himself.
"Put down your weapons. Those who don't let go will be killed without mercy!" Yuwen Shiji's soldiers shouted again. They stopped the recruits who wanted to step forward and Xizou to fight, and strode towards the iron windlass to kill.
The new recruits dropped their weapons and took the initiative to make way for a passage. Yu Wenxin led his men to rush forward and quickly hacked to death the largest group, Xiaozuo. Seeing that the situation was over, some fish that slipped through the net quietly took off their arms before the soldiers arrived.
This slight movement was hidden from Yu Wenxin, but not from the people around them. Several red-eyed recruits dropped their weapons, grabbed Xizuo, and pushed him off the city wall.
The rebels outside the city discovered the new changes on the city wall, and fired rows of arrows in an attempt to continue the chaos. However, Yuwen Shiji had stabilized the situation on the city wall, and the arrows could only cause damage, but
There was no way to create new chaos. Braving the enemy's arrows, Yu Wenshiji kept issuing orders, replacing the new recruits on the city wall with veterans from the Xiongwu Camp, and ordered the new recruits to be escorted to the nearby horse road.
Resting in a civilian house. The veterans who are new to the city are all the elites of the Xiongwu Camp who have experienced the Liaodong battle. Although there is still a certain gap between the training level and the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty, the confidence built on the victory in the last two battles has ensured their morale.
Holding their shields high, they stepped onto the city wall one after another, controlling every crenel and the defensive weapons surrounding the urn city.
"Get ready!" Yu Wenshiji pointed his sword at the enemy troops gathered in Wengcheng and ordered loudly.
I don't know whether it was out of self-confidence or to save time, but the rebels did not set up a ladder outside the east city wall. "Li Mi, you will lose today because of your self-confidence!" Yu Wenshiji thought fiercely, and the horizontal knife was slashed under the setting sun.
A golden light.
The dozen or so nail bats arranged around the barbican are first-class defensive weapons. Each nail bat is more than five feet long, two feet wide, weighs more than sixty kilograms, and is covered with rusty iron nails.
It was smashed down from the city wall more than two feet high, and even a camel hit below was smashed into a watermelon, let alone a large living person who couldn't turn around.
Following the light of Yu Wenshi and the falling sword, only the sounds of "Crash!" and "Crash!" were heard. More than a dozen nails fell down, and then they were shaken up, shaken up, and dropped by the soldiers. In an instant, they were close to the wall.
The rebels smashed them until they were knocked down. The rebels swarming in the urn city could not resist it, so they had to stay away from the city wall and squeeze towards their companions. In a small urn city, where is there so much open space to squeeze in? Watching the falling nails hit the
He circled in the air and wounded three or five more of the unlucky ones below. Then the Sui army on the wall shook the windlass and stirred them up with "Crash!" "Crash!" and then pushed them away with spears.
The city wall, dragging the iron chain, hovered in mid-air and was smashed down.
"Squat down and raise your shield, squat down and raise your shield!" the rebel general in charge of commanding in Wengcheng shouted. The soldiers who were closer to the base of the city wall squatted down and covered the sky above their heads with their shields. The falling nails first struck.
No target was scanned, and then the chain drew a beautiful arc. Before falling to the lowest point, it caught several shields. The harsh sound of metal scraping sounded above the heads of the rebels, who hid under the shields.
The soldiers' faces were pale, almost driven crazy by the noise. When the harsh scratching sound ended, they knew that they had luckily escaped by relying on the strength of the group. They looked up at their companions, only to find that this time they were surrounded by people under the shield.
Paoze's arms hung limply at his sides, and he had already been knocked unconscious.
"The brothers in the back row retreated into the doorway, and the brothers on the left and right moved closer to the middle. Archers, block the city wall above your head to prevent the officers and soldiers from releasing nail bats again!" The rebel general standing in the urn city was very clever and discovered the attack weakness of nail bats.
, adjust tactics again.
The rebel soldiers standing near the outer gate retreated under the door opening as if they had been granted amnesty. The soldiers near the city walls on both sides squeezed into their own ranks, squeezing the ranks into a noodle. In the center of the noodle, more than twenty archers stepped forward.
Aim the bow at the top of the city wall directly in front of you and fire a rapid shot.
"Ah!" Several officers and soldiers of the Sui Dynasty who were operating the nail racket were hit by feather arrows and fell down screaming. The nail racket that was pulled up above the inner door lost its traction and suddenly fell softly. The rebels
Seeing the opportunity, the soldiers used horizontal knives and wooden sticks to smash the iron chain tied behind the nail racket. After several rounds of smashing, the thick iron chain could not withstand such strong force and broke with a "click". The rebels
There was a burst of cheers, and the target of attack was immediately turned to the other dozens of nail rackets.
The officers and soldiers on the top of the city also picked up their bows and arrows and started shooting at the rebels below. Among the colorful white feathers, some people risked their lives by shaking the windlass and raising the nail racket. Some people did not hesitate to be shot by the arrows and turned into hedgehogs.
The moment it rose again, he grabbed the blood-stained iron chain and pulled it down with all his strength. In order to win, the soldiers of both sides paid the maximum price. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer nail rackets available, which was a deterrent to the enemy.
It's getting worse.
"Prepare the rolling logs!" Yuwen Shiji, who was squatting behind a battlement, ordered again. He ordered his soldiers to carry a large number of rolling logs to the walls around the Wengcheng. Although they had the advantage of numbers and terrain, the archers of the official army did not get it.
How cheap. The enemy archers inside the urn city and near the outer city gate are well trained. The arrows fired from each shot can cover a certain area of the city. This is not something that the hastily assembled boatmen and people can do.
At such a level, Yuwen Shiji even suspected that Yang Xuangan and Li Mi had spent at least five years preparing for the rebellion. Those rebel soldiers holding shields were also elite. In the last counterattack, Yuwen Shiji saw at least ten
Several people were shot by arrows from their own side, but those who were hit cut off the arrow shafts with their swords, then followed the team and continued to attack the officers and soldiers blocking the inner city gate.
"Let go!" Yuwen Shiji shouted, and at the same time he waved his sword to block a stray arrow flying towards him. The soldiers of the Xiongwu Camp squatting behind the battlements leaned out, raised the twenty-kilogram rolling log high above their heads, and then
It was thrown down heavily. A rain of wooden stakes immediately fell in the small urn city. The shield shattered, and the person under the shield had his neck broken by the rolling logs, his spine broken, and he screamed and struggled on the ground. Fortunately, he didn't
Those who were hit would squeeze hard towards the inner city gate, or retreat into the outer city gate. It was the safest place, as neither stones nor arrows would fall.
"Archers fight back, archers fight back. Others raise their shields, raise their shields!" the enemy generals in the urn city shouted at the top of their lungs. Under his restraint, the archers ran out of the door, shooting white feathers towards the city as they ran.
The rebels outside the city also shouted and approached the city wall, shooting more arrows into the air. Several Xiongwu camp brothers who raised the rolling logs fell silently, and the arrows from mid-air fell from their
They got in through the gap in the armor, instantly cutting off their vitality. From a distance, new brothers ran over, picked up the rolling log in the pool of blood, and threw it down heavily.
Feather arrows roared in mid-air, and the sound of rolling logs hitting shields was as loud as thunder. Both the enemy and ourselves suffered huge casualties at this moment, and countless lives were reduced to dust. The reason for the rebels' injuries was that the Wengcheng was too small, and they were unable to deal with it.
A blow from the sky was unavoidable. The reason for the defenders' injuries was mainly due to lack of training and not knowing how to avoid dangers on the battlefield.
After a moment of stalemate, the enemy forces in the urn city gradually lost their support. The general in charge failed to escape the latest life-and-death disaster and was shot in the eye by a stray arrow that had lost its direction. The feather arrow penetrated him directly.
head, the tip of the arrow emerged from the back of the neck, bringing out a large stream of red and white stuff. Without the command of the general, the rebels in the urn city suddenly lost their courage, and through the gap between the falling logs, they covered it with shields.
Hold your head and flee out of the city. (To be continued)
