For a time, the Turkic army was in chaos under the entire city wall.
For these steppe wolves who were accustomed to the cold, the lethality of the scalding hot oil was obviously doubled. But after all, the Turks had a sufficient numerical advantage, and soon the leaders behind them urged more soldiers to rush forward.
The Turks' charge started from far away from the horizon. When they were in this torrent, there was almost no possibility of retreat. Regardless of whether they were willing or unwilling, everyone was being pushed forward, even if they were
They knew full well that the road ahead was a dead end.
If such a large tribe wants to survive, it can only break through this small town.
"The effect of hot oil is not very good." Hou Mi murmured.
"General, we don't have much hot oil left." Cao Ning said anxiously.
"Being able to kill hundreds of enemies, I am already satisfied." Hou Mi said calmly, "The next step is to see the blood."
Of course, it was not as scary as what Hou Mi said. At this time, the Turks swept into the city again and began to climb the city again. What greeted the Turks were sizing up trees and rolling stones. The strong wind blew away the Turks’ arrows, and
The effect of allowing the city to be shot down with random arrows is self-evident, so the most primitive and direct things like wood and rolling stones are actually the most effective.
"Move back the bed crossbow," Hou Mi said in a deep voice, "get ready to engage the enemy!"
"Get ready to engage the enemy!" The Han soldiers on the city wall held their breath.
As the reinforcements have not yet arrived, Somu and Rolling Stone have naturally become very rare. The war has just begun. While everyone's physical strength is still there, hand-to-hand combat is the simplest and most effective way.
The strong wind brought the snow to the top of the city, and the snowflakes were like sharp knives cutting the skin. Every soldier held his breath and stared at the wind and snow. The ladder made a creaking sound, and a Turkic soldier looked ferocious.
His face suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"Bang!" Ma Shu stabbed directly in the face. The Turkic soldier screamed and fell, but there were more people behind him climbing up with difficulty.
One after another, figures jumped onto the city wall. Of course, the Ma Shan just now were actually only a few, and the primary means of dealing with them was arrows. The Han soldiers holding powerful crossbows almost shot arrows against the Turks' chests, and this row rushed up
The Turks at the top of the city couldn't even stand firm, and those who were still standing on the battlements fell directly on their backs and fell off the city, becoming part of the layers of corpses in the wind and snow below the city.
"Kill!" A small Turkic leader jumped up from a battlement. The position he chose was very tricky. Two Turkic soldiers just fell from here. No one expected that there would be someone behind them who could cling to them.
After all, when this person fell from the city, it was actually equivalent to a huge tree or rolling stone, and the effect was even better than ordinary stones and wood.
Obviously this little Turkic leader is quite capable, and at this time several crossbowmen have moved away to deal with the enemies rushing up from other places, so the little leader suddenly emerged from the increasingly fierce wind and snow,
Almost everyone was startled. The little leader obviously knew who to kill first and rushed directly towards the several crossbowmen who were also panicking.
"Bang!" A knife poked out from the wind and snow, blocking the little leader's way.
The person who came was none other than Secretary Hou, who had been keeping a close eye on everything, fearing that there would be a gap. When he found out that there was such a fish that had slipped through the net, he hurriedly pounced on it. Everyone on the city wall, which was not long in the first place, should devote themselves to it.
During the battle.
The horizontal sword and the scimitar collided together, and then they clashed again. This seemed to be a confrontation between two nations and two cultures. The horizontal sword opened and closed, slashing vertically and horizontally, seemed to want to stir up the wind and snow,
It carries the anger of a nation that has been oppressed for hundreds of years; while the scimitar blocks and twists around, trying to find the enemy's flaws and deliver a fatal blow, just like a wolf on the prairie constantly biting the opponent, just waiting for the opponent to be confused.
Take the last bite after the hands and feet.
"Dang!" There was another crisp sound, and the two knives collided again in the wind and snow. Hou Mi and the little Turk leader could already see each other's ferocious faces, and they could even see the blazing flames in their eyes.
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Hatred, unwillingness, anger...
"Kill!" Hou Mi yelled, relaxing his hand slightly, letting the knife on the opposite side press him, and concentrated his strength to kick the little leader's knee. The little leader obviously did not expect that Hou Mi would risk injury.
The Turks took the initiative to retreat and were good at fighting on horseback. Naturally, they had not put much effort into their legs, and they did not expect that Secretary Hou would come to do this.
Immediately, the little leader fell to his knees in the snow, while Hou Mi raised the knife without any hesitation.
A little bit of blood was sprinkled on the ground. Without even looking at the dead opponent, Secretary Hou jumped towards the two Turkic soldiers who were rushing up behind him. Another figure also rushed out, and Cao Ning also shouted.
With a sound, the horizontal knife in his hand struck head-on!
The two men pushed back the enemies who had boarded the city, one on the left and the other on the right. They looked back to both sides at the same time. After all, seven or eight Turks jumped onto the city. However, the Han soldiers who had already been prepared in the back could easily do it with their horses.
to kill them.
After all, the difference in length between a saber and a horse is too big.
As the wind and snow got heavier and heavier, the situation above and below the city was almost unclear, and the Turks' attack was also disrupted. After all, they didn't know what the city looked like now, so they had no choice but to retreat first.
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This attack on the Turks cost at least six to seven hundred casualties. More importantly, they did not go beyond the limit.
The sound of the horn sounded a bit low, as if the Turks were also feeling sad because their attack failed.
"Finally retreated." Listening to the horn sound in the wind and snow, Cao Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Half of his armor was covered with blood from the close combat, which had already frozen.
The soldiers nearby were also rushing to throw the enemy's corpses into the city. These corpses would be transported to the south of the city for burial or directly discarded, or even burned as firewood. In this bitter cold land, the Turks were the sworn enemies, so naturally it didn't matter.
The moral ethics are not applicable to the enemy at all. These corpses must also be used to their maximum effect, at least they cannot be thrown directly into the city and become a stepping stone for the enemy.
Cao Ning was initially puzzled by this, but when he saw the current trend of Turkic attacks, he realized the importance of doing so.
As long as the time is long enough, it is really possible for the Turks to use their own corpses to build a road up to the city, and move the Turk corpses on the city away, instead of simply throwing them down the city, and just slow down the "road" below the city.
"It's just the laying speed.
"This is just because the wind and snow are heavy. If there had been no wind and snow, it would have been a fierce battle for a day and a night." Hou Mi did not relax. (To be continued)