The war was already very critical. The Xianbei people's bows and arrows covered the entire city wall. The Han soldiers could not raise their heads at all. Cloud ladders were also put up one after another. The Xianbei people would soon rush to the city wall.
At this time, even with Zhang Xu's many ingenuity, there was no way to deal with the rain of arrows. Bao Hong looked around, grabbed a large shield from the hands of the soldiers around him, and stepped out from under the wooden plank.
, the big shield was placed in front of him, and the arrows filled the shield with a sound like falling rain. Bao Hong hid in the big shield.
He smashed the stone down hard with one hand, and the three or four Xianbei soldiers who were climbing on the ladder suddenly fell to the ground and died with howls. Bao Hong roared: "The city is broken and people are dead! I will die for the king today! Dare to stay here."
Wall!"
The soldiers around him didn't even hesitate. They stood up directly with big shields and wooden boards in front of them. The Xianbei people's offensive at the north gate actually slowed down again!
The Han soldiers also suffered heavy casualties. Even Bao Hong was hit by an arrow in his shoulder. The arrow was swinging on his shoulder. Bao Hong didn't even notice. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the blood of his colleagues despite the rain of arrows.
, the Xianbei people fought hard for two hours, but failed to enter the county town together.
Instead, their siege equipment was all destroyed by the impact of stones, wood and other heavy objects. Tan Shihuai ordered to stop the siege and let the soldiers return to their camps, while Si Feng, who was responsible for preparing the siege equipment,
He was scolded and told to get ready again.
"Tick tock tock..."
Blood dripped from the city wall. Bao Hong stood in a pool of blood. A doctor was treating the wounds on his shoulders and arms. The doctor carefully bandaged his shoulders and looked at his extremely red and swollen arms. He was helpless.
Sighing, he bowed heavily to him, and then went to deal with other people's wounds.
The soldiers rested against the city wall. Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent, showing no joy in repelling the enemy. Zheng Xuan led the officials and people in the city to the top of the city and carried the bodies of the soldiers who died in the battle. Zheng Xuan looked solemn.
, said: "Wash the city wall clean too..."
"Just cut off the arrows. Don't even wash away the blood. I want Tongze who died in the battle to see our victory with his own eyes..." Bao Hong said hoarsely.
Zheng Xuan did not give any more orders.
The people carried food and other things to the city wall one after another. Bao Hong led the soldiers to eat and rest on the city wall, waiting for the next Xianbei attack.
In the Xianbei king's tent, Tan Shihuai asked with some surprise: "Who is the general guarding the city of the Han army? Could it be that Zhang Huan left some captain of the Northern army behind?"
A leader replied: "The generals who defend the city don't know, but when Zhang Huan came to Liangzhou, there was no captain accompanying him..."
"This man is quite eager to gain something. After breaking the city, he will capture his general alive!"
The leaders accepted the order one after another. The Xianbei people had never experienced such a fierce battle before, because in the Bingzhou area of Youzhou, as long as they did not attack the government office frantically, they would not encounter such a tall and difficult city wall. After today's first battle,
, they had just realized the importance of siege equipment. They only left a small number of soldiers to guard the camp, and the rest went to make equipment.
They also learned to be smart. In addition to ladders and carts, they also made a lot of large shields. Unfortunately, there was too little wood around them. They had the will but no power, so they could only look for it from the outside. Unfortunately, they had to do it thoroughly before.
After destroying Liangzhou, burning, killing, and looting, they can only look at the ashes now and feel extremely regretful!
If they were not burned, how many wooden shield ladders could be made from these!
Unfortunately, no matter how much they regretted it, they had no choice but to make some crude siege equipment in a hurry and place them around Guzang County to oppress the Han soldiers. Bao Hong obviously didn't take it seriously.
After the garbage on the city wall was clogged, he sent a message to the Xianbei people that they could take back the corpses under the city, but he would not take the opportunity to shoot them.
Regarding this news, many soldiers were a little confused, and Zheng Xuan even said to Bao Hong seriously: "Compassion does not command troops!" It seemed that only Zhang Xu understood what he meant, and looked at him with some deepness. The corpses of these enemies,
Including the remains of weapons and equipment, the city will be blocked. The harm may be that the city wall forms a gentle slope. Tan Shihuai can easily use his cavalry to leap over the city wall on the gentle slope!
The second point is that Zhang Xu had told him the source of the plague a long time ago, and these corpses had drunk the surrounding river water before they were alive. Of course, it would be better if they were taken away by the enemy. The third point is that a simple attack on the heart is useless.
Easy to talk about.
After Tan Shihuai received the letter sent by the Han army, he slowly read it. Several leaders around him stared at it with wide eyes, but they could not understand the Chinese characters. Tan Shihuai knew him, he could speak Xiongnu, Xianbei
Chinese, Wuhuan, Chinese, Dingling, Qiang, etc., and he also knew Chinese characters. He read it carefully.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "Let the tribesmen bring back the bodies of the dead soldiers. Today we will worship these warriors. Tomorrow, these warriors will definitely help us take down the enemy's city wall!"
Several leaders asked with some doubts: "If we approach the enemy's city rashly, wouldn't it mean that many tribesmen would be killed and injured?"
Tan Shihuai laughed loudly, waved the letter in his hand, and said: "The Han general wrote to me and begged us to spare him and not to attack the county. He is so afraid of us. Just go, he will not dare to shoot arrows."
Shoot you!"
Hearing what Tan Shihuai said, everyone was in disbelief and looked at each other, but no one answered. Tan Shihuai took off the wolf skin and felt on his body, stood up and said, "Follow me!"
He walked towards the enemy's city wall. Everyone wanted to persuade him, but Tan Shihuai's majesty was too high and they did not dare. They had to follow him. They rushed to the enemy's city in fear. As expected, the opponent did not let him go.
arrow!
Tan Shihuai personally lifted up a corpse, held it with some sadness, and walked towards the Xianbei camp. Seeing the king who personally went to the other side's city to bring back the corpse of his compatriots, the Xianbei people were immediately excited and moved fiercely in his direction.
They knelt down and bowed, and many of them were crying and looking excited.
Seeing the Xianbei people looking like this, Bao Hong was stunned for a long time, and then asked: "Why do the Xianbei people value the dead so much?"
Just after he finished asking, Zhang Xu opened his eyes suddenly, listened carefully to the roar of the Xianbei people for a moment, punched the city wall with his fist, and cursed: "The old thief who first came to transport the body was Tan
Shihuai!!”
Bao Hong was also shocked, his face full of annoyance, and the Xianbei leaders were also a little surprised. Was it because the Han army did not have enough arrows, or was it because they were really afraid of the king and did not dare to shoot arrows?
The Xianbei people are full of morale and look at Tanshihuai with fanatical worship. After worshiping these dead warriors, under the protection of these warriors, we will definitely be able to capture the enemy's city wall!
Revenge for the warriors!
Lao Lang was still on the train. It was a thirty-hour train ride and a four-hour bus ride. Lao Lang didn’t save the manuscript. I updated this chapter on my mobile phone while the phone still had power. I coded for three hours.