Cheng Dalei walked in the mountain stronghold, checking the defense and logistics.
The real war cannot be as imagined. The first confrontation with the Northern Barbarians has actually exposed many problems. The physical strength and fighting will of individual soldiers cannot be compared with the soldiers of the Northern Barbarians. After all, Cheng Dalei only controls a group of bandits.
It doesn't seem wrong to say that they are a mob.
If you give Cheng Dalei a little more time, he may not be able to train them into an elite soldier who can obey orders and prohibitions. In this era when the quality of soldiers is generally low, even two thousand people can be enough to sweep through most of the territory.
Unfortunately, there is no time.
How can the so-called war start when you are ready for everything? If everything is really ready, you will go and fight others.
Cheng Dalei was wearing the official uniform awarded by King Youzhou, with a big ax on his back and a sword on his waist. Three seals jingled around his waist.
When he walked in the village dressed like this, he would always call him "the scum of the Rong tribe" and would always say, "I want to drive out all the beasts."
When the soldiers in the village saw Cheng Dalei like this, even though they thought he was a bit exaggerated, they couldn't help but think in their hearts: Maybe the master is really sure of victory.
Everyone has already fought against the Rong tribe, and their timidity has weakened a little. During the battle, everyone knows that the Rong tribe is not invincible. They are also made of flesh and blood, and a crossbow arrow can knock them down.
Morale is accumulated in this state.
As for whether he could defeat the Northern Barbarians, Cheng Dalei was actually beating the drum in his mind. He worked up and down the night, either discussing the next battle with Xu Shenji, Liu Bei, and Huang Sanyuan, or patrolling the city defenses. All he wanted was to win.
Just these two words.
dong dong dong
The rapid sound of war drums came from the direction of the city gate and instantly resounded throughout the valley.
"Master, the Rong tribe has come to attack the city again."
"Come again!" Cheng Dalei was also a little speechless. It had only been two days since the last confrontation, and it was coming again. Should the Rong clan be so dedicated?
"Go up the city wall, go up the city wall." Cheng Dalei shouted, there was no other way, it was just to have soldiers to block it and water to cover it up.
Moreover, Cheng Dalei knew that the Northern Barbarians did not get any benefits last time, so they came in such a hurry to attack again. They must have been sure of victory, or they already felt that they could capture Toad Stronghold.
The soldiers from Toad Village went to the top of the city and saw a group of people pouring over from the direction of the Beiman tribe's camp.
"Master, look quickly!"
Xu Shenji pointed his hand into the distance.
Cheng Dalei had already seen that the people at the front of the team were not Rong warriors, but... civilians.
They were civilians of the empire. They were old and young, male and female. Cheng Dalei saw both the old man with a withered face and the seven or eight-year-old child with a yellow mouth.
They were strung together with hemp ropes. At first glance, they numbered in the thousands. The Rong cavalry drove them behind with their braids waving. Anyone who dared to turn around would be shot through the heart with an arrow.
Those who suffer, those who plead, and those who cannot afford to kneel will not escape the fate of being driven away.
They naturally knew what the Rong clan wanted them to do, but they also understood that their fate today was no different from that of pigs and dogs.
The scimitar of the Rong clan behind them could not grant them mercy, so they had no choice but to move forward, hoping that the people of the empire in front would show mercy.
"Save us, save us."
"Let us in, please."
All kinds of sounds intertwined together and echoed under the city.
"These beasts are using refugees to storm the city!"
"Master, what should I do?"
Cheng Dalei pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, veins twitching in the corners of his eyes.
In fact, Cheng Dalei has three axes, and the Rong people also have three axes in fighting. The first ax is to massacre the city: Surrender quickly, if you don't surrender, we will massacre the city. Many cities were broken by them in this way. The problem is that even if they really surrender, they will massacre the city.
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The second step is to use refugees to rush into the city and use their flesh and blood to block the empire's powerful bows and crossbows, causing the defenders to panic and take the opportunity to break through the city.
The third step is to attack by force. Because the soldiers are not afraid of death, few cities can withstand their force attack.
Cheng Dalei has inquired about these things in advance, so it’s not that he doesn’t know about them. But knowing is one thing, and actually facing them is another.
At this moment, thousands of refugees rushed over and were close to the shooting range of the crossbows at the top of the city. Cheng Dalei could clearly see their faces.
Look into their faces, look into their eyes, are you brave enough to kill them? Kill the same beings as you?
Cheng Dalei didn't have the courage.
But there are some things that you don’t just do if you don’t have the courage.
"Fire the arrow." Cheng Dalei pulled out his sword and swung it down heavily.
He turned on the trigger and shot the first heavy arrow himself. He looked at the direction in which the arrow was shot, and at the body that had been penetrated by the crossbow. His expression of horror before death, his eyes wide open, and the blood pouring out of his body.
Blood and water.
Cheng Dalei wanted to see these clearly and remember these, although he didn't want to remember them.
"put!"
"put!"
"put!"
The crossbow arrows were like rain, and they could pierce horses in three hundred steps. The city was crowded with people, and one crossbow arrow could pierce the bodies of several people.
Toot, received fear value 999
Toot, received fear value 999
Toot, received fear value 999
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Cheng Dalei's fear level was soaring. The crossbow arrows fired from the city destroyed the last hope of the refugees. It was the fear of death. Some people were so scared that they didn't say a word, while others roared loudly. Some people raised the babies in their hands and held them high.
Shouting: Save the child, save my child!
Fear and hatred accumulated in Cheng Dalei. Without saying a word, he gritted his teeth and directed the arrows to be fired.
The Northern Barbarians launched a charge.
Last time it was a test, this time it was a forceful attack. The Northern Barbarians thought they could capture Toad Stronghold, so the momentum of the attack was far greater than last time.
The city head was breached several times, and the city wall was breached by trebuchets. Toad Village was like a fishing village in a storm, in danger.
But perhaps because of the shooting of refugees, the village of Toad Village erupted with an unprecedented fighting spirit. The Rong people who climbed up to the top of the city with a ladder were thrown down. Xu Shenji led people to repair the city wall, and a group of Rong people rushed to the city wall.
When they arrived at the city gate, just as they were banging against the gate with heavy wood, they were greeted by rolling logs and kerosene falling from the top of the city.
"Chimei, too many of us have died, let the soldiers withdraw." Tuoman.
The red eyebrows frowned, he didn't want to retreat, after all, the casualties he had to pay were already too great, but he could also see that the soldiers were crowded under the city head, and they were greeted by a large area of death.
"Retreat...retreat." Chi Mei's hand waved down weakly.
In the second battle, Chi Mei failed to capture Toad Stronghold.
The city wall has been bathed in blood donations and flames of war, and a turbid smell floats in the air. There are mountains of corpses piled under the city head, and the blood forms a stream and flows to the low-lying areas.
This battle made Cheng Dalei truly feel the cruelty of war, and through this battle, his fear level reached one million.