The next day, at dawn, a loud trumpet sound suddenly sounded outside the quiet Xicheng. Xu Rong led 30,000 troops in formation and slowly approached.
On top of Xicheng, Wang Jian raised the sword in his hand and calmly looked at the orderly siege formation of the Xiliang Army in front of him. From time to time, he told Wang Li beside him that the changes were strengthening the city's defense capabilities.
As the Xiliang army rolled out simple siege equipment such as ladders and ramming vehicles into an array, Wang Jian understood that a brutal siege battle was about to begin.
Under the banner of the Xiliang Army, Xu Rong understood that since Wang Li did not send troops to attack at night last night, and since Wang Jian's army entered the city in the middle of the night, he understood that it was no longer possible to capture Xicheng and regain Fufeng County.
It was a simple matter, but thinking about the current situation of the Xiliang Army, he could not help but sigh deeply and prepare to bite the bullet and continue fighting.
Since the deaths of Dong Zhuo and Li Ru, the Xiliang Army has not only weakened in strength, but its power in the world has also dropped to a low point. Based on the Xiliang Army's actions, especially after Li Jue and Guo Si came to power,
behavior, once their power is completely dissipated, then
It was also their end, so Xu Rong could not retreat. He had to use the power of thunder to capture Xicheng again and take back Fufeng, so as to tell the world that the Xiliang army is still the same Xiliang army, even if Dong Zhuo and Li
Now that Confucianism is gone, no one can tease the tiger's beard at will.
It can be said that for Xu Rong, today's Yicheng is no longer a strategic location related to the gains and losses of a small Fufeng County, but has become a symbol related to the future survival of the entire Xiliang Army.
At this point in his thoughts, Xu Rong's deep eyes flashed with a hint of coldness and haze. He looked at the defenders in front of him who changed from time to time with his formation, and shouted loudly, "Brothers, everyone in the world knows that this Fufeng County is our western border."
Liangjun's territory, but now some people ignore our pressure and send troops to sneak attack and capture our Fufeng County, what do you think we should do?"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Thousands of troops followed, roaring loudly.
"Okay!" Xu Rong nodded with satisfaction, raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly, "Li Feng, you lead the law enforcement team to supervise the battle. Today I will go to Xicheng to rest, do you understand?"
"No!" A sturdy and burly general shouted out in response. His bloodthirsty eyes glanced left and right, with a cold light, and he began to organize the first wave of siege soldiers.
"Drum! Attack!"
After a while, Li Feng organized the siege formation, shouted loudly, and the thundering drums sounded, and the dense Xiliang army moved with it, with ladders and ramming vehicles surrounding them.
As a little-known town, Yicheng actually has a wall that is not too high and a defense that is not very strong, but its terrain is good. First of all, it serves as a transportation hub from Chang'an to Xiliang.
On the road, Yicheng can be said to be a nail for the land of Sanfu, a nail that can firmly guard against the direction of Chang'an.
nails, coupled with the high terrain, the attacking side often needs more energy and life to cross the long slope and attack the city. This terrain is a natural aid for the defending side.
On the shooting platform, all siege soldiers can be clearly seen under their noses, and at the same time, their shooting range can be enhanced.
Under Li Feng's supervision, the first wave of siege soldiers quickly set up ladders and pushed the ram car to the slope in front of Yicheng.
On Xicheng, Wang Jian, who was always paying attention to the movements of the Xiliang army, waited until this moment to wave the sword in his hand and shouted loudly, "Fire the arrow!"
Thousands of arrows were fired together, and the arrows that covered the sky turned into a dense black cloud, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and then fell all over the sky. Just like the sudden rain, they pierced through one Xiliang soldier after another.
His body burst into bright blood flowers all over the sky.
In ancient wars, bows and arrows were definitely as powerful as machine guns in the early days of modern warfare. Especially when they were combined into large-scale, they became even more powerful weapons that could determine the outcome. You may not be able to see much in a wild battle, but once you change
arrive
During a siege battle, especially in a defensive battle that occupies an excellent terrain, it is even more of a nightmare for the siege soldiers. When a burst of arrows rain down, the Xiliang soldiers are like leeks cut off by a sickle.
One after another it fell down.
The soldier who was directly hit by the arrow rain was fine. After the fleeting pain, he returned to eternal tranquility. The worst thing was the soldier who was hit by countless arrows, like a hedgehog, but none of them hit.
The vital point is that he can only fall to the ground, wailing feebly, waiting for the scarlet blood in his body to gradually drain away, feeling weak step by step, and walking into death with despair.
Countless Xiliang soldiers rushed forward crazily against the rain of arrows falling from the sky. When the blood mist gradually rose in the sky and rivers of blood gradually formed on the ground, they had just crossed the fatal steep slope and arrived at Xicheng.
under.
Amidst the crazy roars, the Xiliang army completely ignored the threat of death and the screams of their comrades around them. They used the city wall to follow the brief blind spot of the defenders above the city. One ladder after another was lifted by them with all their strength.
He set up the city wall of Yicheng and quickly climbed up with his shield on his head.
"Kill! The pikemen stepped forward to assassinate, while the archers continued to fire arrows to suppress them!!!" In the midst of the fighting, Wang Jian looked stern and shouted loudly to command the defenders.
As his voice fell, countless spearmen who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward at the same time. The spears with cold light turned into a deadly forest of spears. The Xiliang soldiers who had just climbed up had not yet gained a firm foothold.
, he was stabbed to death by the oncoming spears.
After letting out a wailing cry, the sieve was pushed down the city, sprinkling hot blood in the air, and then the other soldiers who had been waiting on the side quickly took up the place. Rolling logs and stones were thrown down in turn, and with the impact of falling from the sky, they were smashed heavily.
The bodies of countless Xiliang soldiers were shattered.
The fighting continued, the blood was boiling, and countless soldiers began the most brutal fighting around this small city. Every minute, every second, every hour, countless lives were lost, with pain and bloodlust.
Entering eternal peace.
In the blink of an eye, four or five hours had passed. Under Wang Jian's command, even in the face of a life-threatening attack by 30,000 Xiliang elites, the entire city of Xicheng remained motionless, without a single Xiliang soldier.
After stepping onto the city wall from the ladder, he could wait for more than half a stick of incense before he either died from gunfire or was forcibly pushed down the city, leaving a series of wailing sounds in the air before turning into a puddle of flesh.
