As Zhao Hongrun predicted, the momentum of the Jiejiao Army's attack on Luocheng today was even faster than in the past few times.
After the horn flute sounded, which represented the attack, Jiejiao slave soldiers all over the mountains and plains, carrying ladders about two feet long on their shoulders, swarmed towards the west wall of Luocheng like a tide.
Wu Ji, who had been encouraged by Zhao Hongrun before the battle, put his hands on the wall and stared at the Jiejiao slave soldiers outside the city like a tide, secretly calculating the distance between the enemy and the city wall.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and shouted: "Longbowmen, guide the shooting!"
Beside Wu Ji, there were dozens of heralds waiting for Wu Ji's orders. No, Wu Ji didn't need an order at all. Several heralds ran to the city walls at the north and south ends, shouting loudly as they ran:
"The general gives orders, and the longbowmen guide the shooting! The general gives orders, and the longbowmen guide the shooting!"
"Guide shot? What does that mean?"
On the north side of the city wall, about two hundred feet away from the city gate tower, Li Hui, Le Bao, and Yang Wu, five soldiers from the Shang Shui Army, were standing behind the soldiers in the front team.
During this period, Li Hui saw a herald shouting and running past him, and felt a little puzzled.
"It should be referring to that one." Le Bao pursed his lips in one direction.
Li Hui turned around and saw that not far from him, there was a soldier looking at the Jiejiao army outside the city through the spying hole on the wall. Then, he saw him running to the inside of the city wall, with his back on his back.
On the inner wall, the left hand is raised toward the upper left front, and the right hand is holding high a bright red flag.
"What is he doing?" Li Hui was even more confused.
At this time, Le Bao patted his shoulder and pointed to the city.
Li Hui looked back and was shocked to find that in the open space inside the city wall, warriors from the White Sheep, Gray Sheep and other tribes were neatly lined up, bending their bows and setting up arrows. The direction and angle they were aiming at were roughly the same.
Similar to the soldier on the city wall holding a banner.
"Longbow... fire arrows!" the soldier on the city wall holding the flag high shouted, and at the same time he waved the flag in his right hand heavily.
In an instant, hundreds of Yi warriors in the open space in the city released their arrows in unison.
"Wow..." Yang Wu screamed in a low voice, covering his head and making a face.
It's no wonder, after all, even when friendly arrows fly over your head, it still makes people feel uncomfortable.
At this time, Li Hui took a few steps forward and glanced outside the city.
It has to be said that because there are so many Jiejiao slave soldiers outside the city that are pouring into the city like a tide, even if the warriors of the Yi tribe throw arrows in this way, they can still cause considerable casualties to the Jiejiao slave soldiers.
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Li Hui saw with his own eyes that the black tide of Jiejiao slave soldiers fell to the ground one after another after being hit by arrows, and then trampled to death by their friendly troops. Some slave soldiers continued to charge toward the city wall despite the rain of arrows.
A few days later, the crazy suicidal siege method of the Jiejiao slave soldiers made Li Hui feel great pressure again.
In the open space in the city, Halegoh, the leader of the White Sheep Tribe of the Yi tribe, was talking in a low voice with Qi Muke, the leader of the Gray Sheep Tribe.
Although it is a good method to cause casualties to the Jiejiao slave soldiers in this way, it is undeniable that these Yi warriors have no idea.
You must know that in the Central Plains countries, long-range attack methods such as bows and crossbows are more used to suppress enemy troops and bring psychological pressure to enemy soldiers. They are not purely used to kill the enemy.
This means that sometimes for tactical needs, the archers in the armies of Central Plains countries often scatter in groups. Therefore, after a battle, the arrows consumed are often in units of one hundred thousand. What is even more incredible is that,
Sometimes when these soldiers are scattered, they may not even know what the enemy looks like or whether there are enemies ahead.
But the warriors of the Sanchuan tribe are different. They are used to shooting arrows at enemies or prey that they aim with both eyes. They do not understand the tactical bow and crossbow suppression method used by the Central Plains countries, and instead regard it as a waste.
However, Zhao Hongrun had something to say first. The Yi warriors who assisted in the battle on the west wall must obey the orders of the Wei army. Therefore, these Yi warriors could only use this kind of "blind projectile" that they were not good at to kill Jie Jiao outside the city.
Slave soldiers.
At the same time, as the Jiejiao slave soldiers outside the city gradually approached the city wall, they entered the shooting range of the crossbowmen of the merchant navy.
"Fire the arrow!"
"Fire the arrow!"
"Fire the arrow!"
The thousands of generals in charge of each section of the city wall issued orders one after another.
Immediately, the Shang Shui Army crossbowmen hiding behind the wall stacks on the city wall aimed at the enemy troops outside the city and pulled the triggers of their hand crossbows.
The long bows of the Yi warriors and the hand crossbows of the crossbowmen of the Shang Shui army, the distance and the close, and the upward and downward cooperation, built a rather strong firepower network.
For a time, the casualties of slave soldiers in Jiejiao outside the city increased sharply. A group of twenty slave soldiers carried a ladder and rushed towards the city wall. Unknown how many people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.
However, once someone fell to the ground, the nearby slave soldiers quickly took over their position and continued to rush towards the city wall carrying the ladder.
This crazy momentum of going on and on made the Shangshui soldiers on the city wall secretly frightened.
There are too many Jiejiao slave soldiers outside the city.
Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?
The Shang Shui soldiers seemed to have an illusion: Did the Jiejiao people push all the more than 200,000 slave soldiers they enslaved to the west city wall?
It's no wonder, after all, in their eyes, everything in their sight seemed to be filled with ragged, skinny Jiejiao slave soldiers. The crowd was simply as big as the sky.
This massive sea of people offensive made their scalps feel numb.
"Pa"
"Papa"
Outside the city, at the foot of the city, the slave soldiers who rushed here despite the rain of arrows worked together to set up the ladders in their hands on the city wall.
The slave soldiers, who were as dense as a swarm of ants, scrambled to climb the city wall along the ladders and carrying their bodies.
At this time, if you look at the west wall of Luocheng from outside the city, it is not difficult to find that the entire west wall is crowded with people, as if every inch of the wall is filled with Jiejiao slave soldiers vying to climb the wall.
Very spectacular!
But for the Shangshui soldiers on the city wall, this was a huge pressure.
Especially the crossbowmen of the Shangshui Army. They mechanically repeated the actions of loading arrows and aiming and shooting, but they were unable to stop the slave soldiers below the city from climbing up the city wall.
It has to be said that there are not many crossbowmen of the Shangshui Army holding hand crossbows, and the number of Yi warriors who use longbows to support the Wei army in the city is no less than three or four thousand, but in the face of hundreds of thousands of people coming like a tide,
The resistance of the Jiejiao slave soldiers who reached the city wall was simply weak.
Suddenly, a Jiejiao soldier with a distorted face climbed up the city wall desperately. However, the two Shang Shui Army crossbowmen who were close at hand were suffering from the fact that the hand crossbows in their hands had not yet completed the steps of loading arrows. They watched the enemy in front of them.
The general stepped onto the wall.
"Damn it!"
One of the crossbowmen was probably a veteran. When he saw this situation, he immediately threw the hand crossbow that had not yet been loaded with crossbow arrows at the Jiejiao slave soldier. Then, he took advantage of the opponent's subconscious resistance to use his hands to push him away.
Go down.
Just hearing a scream, the slave soldier was pushed off the city wall. It was not known whether he would fall to death or the other slave soldiers below the city.
I can't suppress it anymore...
Thousand-man general Ran Teng's eyes flashed with deep worry. He realized that the speed at which his crossbowmen shot down the enemy troops could no longer keep up with the speed at which the slave soldiers climbed the city wall.
It has to be said that at this time, the disadvantages of the crossbow are exposed.
Although the crossbow has a good range and strong power, its shooting interval is too long, and it is almost useless in close combat at a very short distance.
This is also the reason why many times, when the cavalry rushes to kill the crossbowmen, once the crossbowmen fail to cause considerable casualties to the cavalry at the beginning, they will be killed by the cavalry.
"The crossbowmen stop shooting! Back off! The crossbowmen stop... Damn it, I told you to back off!"
Seeing a crossbowman still standing there, trying to load the crossbow bolt and shoot a slave soldier who had climbed up the city wall, Ran Teng rushed over and pulled him back, and at the same time quickly drew out the sword from his waist.
, stabbing the Jiejiao slave soldier who jumped down to the point of death.
However, the Jiejiao slave soldier seemed not to be dead yet, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he actually opened his mouth and tried to bite Ran Teng's neck.
Unfortunately, Ran Teng grabbed his neck with his left hand, and stabbed him mercilessly several times with a sharp sword in his right hand, and then threw the lifeless corpse at his feet.
"Do you want to die!?" Ran Teng glared at the crossbowman who didn't obey orders.
However, the crossbow soldier did not retort, but used the hand crossbow loaded with arrows to shoot down another slave soldier who had climbed up the city wall.
"Even so, I won't reward you!" Ran Teng glared at the crossbowman fiercely, stretched out his hand and pushed him on the chest, pushing him to the inside of the city wall, but a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, he repeated again: "Shieldmen come forward! Shieldmen come forward!"
In fact, at this moment, soldiers like Yang Wu holding iron shields had already taken the place where the crossbowmen originally stood. Using the iron shields in their left hands, they pushed the Jiejiao slave soldiers down the city wall one after another, while the ones in their right hands
With sharp blades, he hacked to death those Jiejiao slave soldiers who refused to fall off the city wall one after another.
Suddenly, there was a bang, and the wooden wall on the left side of Yangwu was pushed down, and about seven or eight slave soldiers jumped from the wall stacks onto the city wall.
"Yang Wu, stay where you are!...Brother!"
Jiao Meng, the Wu Commander of Yangwu, shouted.
"Oh!" His brother Jiao Zhong, as a reserve shield soldier, held up an iron shield and blocked it.
At the same time, Jiao Meng and Le Bao each held a spear, and on both sides of Jiao Zhong, they stabbed a Jiejiao slave soldier to death with their spears.
"There's another one!"
Yang Wu, who was on the front line, glanced out of the corner of his eye and shouted anxiously.
Suddenly, his eyes froze because he discovered that the missing Jiejiao slave soldier was stabbed to death by his cowardly and kind companion Li Hui with a spear.
Isn't this possible...
With a slight smile on his lips, Yang Wu took a deep breath, pushed the iron shield with his left hand, and pushed a Jiejiao slave soldier down the city wall. At the same time, he swung the sharp blade in his right hand and chopped down several people who tried to climb up.
The enemy army looks like a fierce general with one man in charge.
"well done!"
Le Bao praised, but he did not face Yang Wu, but Li Hui, his comrade who mustered up the courage to finally kill an enemy soldier. Although the latter was panting, there was still a bit of fear in his eyes after killing someone for the first time.
and confused.
I want to go back alive...
A gentle and pleasant woman could not help but appear in his mind. Li Hui murmured to himself and tightened his grip on the spear in his hand. (To be continued.)