"Follow up!" The shouting voice was already a little hoarse, but the Han military colonel who continued to rush forward on the body of Brother Paoze was still calling his subordinates as much as possible. Behind him, most of the people had fallen
Next, become a victim on this charge.
The two camps in the Northern Zhou Dynasty were built against the mountains. Moats were dug in front of the camps, and the walls were made of rammed earth. Apart from being a little shorter and narrower than ordinary city walls, they were almost
There is no difference. Yesterday, the catapults only made some gaps in these earthen walls, but these gaps are still as high as half a person. The remaining height gap can only be filled with human lives.
Obviously the Northern Zhou Dynasty defender had no idea about the strength of these enemies, so he tentatively sent more than a thousand people to open the door to fight, but soon he got the answer he wanted. The strong Han soldiers who rushed up like a wave were very
They were quickly swamped, and these thousand soldiers were not even enough to share the military merits among everyone.
With this, the Northern Zhou army naturally had no choice but to stick to the camp. This battle naturally evolved into an out-and-out battle. These two camps were established here, and they had to fight their way in no matter what method was used.
Of course, the height of half a person was not only filled with human life, but the sandbags that had not been used up when filling the trench came in handy at this time.
Sandbags were thrown on the ground one by one, and the sandbags and corpses were mixed together, gradually forming a slope leading to the gap, and in order to achieve this, a heavy price had been paid.
An arrow whizzed over and pierced the captain's chest. The captain's eyes widened and he struggled to take another step forward, but the distance between this step seemed like the end of the world.
"Bang!" He fell to the ground, and like those who followed him, he became a part of this road of flesh and blood. He was definitely not the first captain to fall. Of course, today this road was destined to become a mill of flesh and blood.
He was not the last one in the fierce battle.
Behind him, more soldiers were roaring forward.
"Madmen, they are all madmen!" The Northern Zhou general standing on the wall had blood all over his face. He looked at these big Han soldiers who were rushing forward desperately, and also looked at the flag that was getting closer and closer from the horizon to the eyes.
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The crimson flag has been painted with layers of blood, but it is still as crimson as ever, like a burning red lotus karma fire, and like a surging sea of blood under the eighteenth level of hell.
On the flag, you can vaguely see the huge "Han" dancing with the flag, as if countless souls are following the flag. The soldiers holding the big flag moved forward desperately, and arrows continued to roar.
Passed by him, and when he fell, the last thing he did was to plant the flag heavily on the ground.
Immediately, a soldier came forward, grabbed the flag and continued to charge forward. They seemed to have become a unit. When one fell, the other came up. Everything cooperated so smoothly and smoothly that it was hard to feel that every step was taken.
There are still differences between individuals. And their goal is also extremely clear, which is to plant this flag, which is still stubbornly tied to the flagpole even though it is riddled with holes, on the wall of the enemy's camp!
One person fell down one after another, one hundred and one hundred people fell down, but the pace of those behind did not stop at all.
It's like there is an invisible hand behind pushing everyone's steps.
If he wasn't crazy, General Pian really couldn't figure out what kind of force was driving these people forward.
"Kill!" The first soldier jumped up to the gap, stepping on the corpses of many robes. What greeted him was not flowers and applause, but a row of spears. The spears reflected the sunlight and were bright and dazzling.
The burly soldier waved the knife in his hand desperately, blocking several of the oncoming spears, but a spear that came from one side still pierced his body.
"I've killed three, that's enough!" The soldier laughed, and blood flowed out of his mouth uncontrollably, so much so that the general wanted to rush up and cover his mouth, but when he saw it,
At this scene, his legs were shaking again and he didn't dare to go up.
What a bunch of lunatics!
Before the soldier fell, there was a hand behind him that held his back to prevent him from rolling down. Immediately, more big Han soldiers surged up from the gap. From them standing on the hill like a
The sculpture-like Pao Ze passed by and pounced on the nearest enemy.
Standing on the chariot, Han Qinhu had already seen the red flag of the Han Dynasty planted on the wall of the camp on the left. About a quarter of an hour later, the same was true of the camp on the right.
He grabbed the rope and quickly got out of the nest car. Niu Hong, who followed closely behind, asked in surprise: "Why, you don't want to watch anymore?"
Han Qinhu said with a smile: "The flag of the Han Dynasty has already appeared on the wall. Will it be lowered again?"
Niu Hong was startled for a moment: "You are quite confident."
"I have always had full confidence in my subordinates," Han Qinhu said seriously.
Behind him, countless Han soldiers had poured into the gap that had just been broken through, and the gate of the camp was also opened with a bang.
The total number of defenders in these two camps was about ten thousand. It was indeed wishful thinking to rely on these people to resist the attack of tens of thousands of troops. Therefore, after breaking through a gap, the battle situation naturally became smoother.
Han Qinhu walked straight to the Chinese army's tent. Everything had been arranged before the war, so there was no need for Han Qinhu and Niu Hong to worry. The generals below would naturally take care of this matter. Now Han Qinhu was needed
What Tiger is thinking about is the next arrangement.
"We have opened up the Xiegu," Niu Hong reached out and pulled out the cyan flag stuck in the Xiegu on the sand table and replaced it with a small red flag, "and continuing to the northeast is Qizhou."
"There is no news from Tianshui yet, but their main target is not Xiaoguan, so they should leave soon." Han Qinhu considered and said, "But considering that Liang Rui from Xiaoguan is not a big deal,
Simple people, plus the fact that Tuyuhun in the northwest is directly bordering us after acquiring Shazhou, so the northwest army should not be dispatched in full force."
Niu Hong understood what Han Qinhu meant, which meant that they were likely to be the main force facing Li Yan's counterattack from the third auxiliary direction.
Li Yan's two small camps have already made the big man suffer, and the road ahead will definitely not be as easy as imagined.
Han Qinhu said coldly: "I would like to see how capable Li Yan is."
"Uncle, is this Li Yan difficult to deal with?"
A clear voice sounded, it was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
Niu Hong and Han Qinhu looked at each other and smiled.