Arrows and crossbows are like locusts, and gravel is like rain.
The strong bows, crossbows and thunder chariots in the Wei army's camp continued to show off their power, turning Xiahou Ru's hope of containing the Han army's attack into a sharp sound of breaking through the air, covering all the Han troops swarming in front of the camp.
Some Han soldiers were constantly hit by crossbow arrows and fell to the ground; some were constantly hit by whirling sharp rocks, with their skin and flesh torn apart.
The screams of injured people who were still alive, the screams of broken bones and flesh, and the tragic splatter of blood soon filled the battlefield, almost all concentrated fifty steps in front of the camp.
After all, Xia Houru has been on the battlefield for a long time.
Therefore, his command on the battlefield is also very organized.
Instead, the soldiers were ordered to concentrate their bows, crossbows and slings in one place, so as to maximize the damage and also divide the attacking soldiers of the Han army into two parts, the front and rear.
In this way, the Han army can be prevented from forming an endless and continuous offensive.
It can also allow your own soldiers to have a short rest, leaving time to replace the front row athletes who have weakened after a long battle with reserve soldiers.
But sometimes, the ability to make decisive decisions in battle cannot make up for the difference in soldiers' combat power.
Indeed, the battlefield went as he wished.
The Han army in the rear slowed down and formed a dense small garden formation under the command of Du Bo of each small square. They covered the front with shields and carefully walked through the areas covered with crossbows and slings. Inevitably, they also
There was a lot of distance between them and the pioneers who had rushed to the camp, Xian Dengpaoze.
However, the fighting power of the nearly two thousand Han troops who advanced in four directions and rushed to the camp made Xia Houru's commanding skills unable to benefit the war.
The camp built near the river is surrounded by a low wall of about ten feet.
Therefore, Wei Yan took advantage of the situation.
Let the soldiers fix the ladder-like steps on the Wuhan Iron and Steel cart or baggage cart, forming a simple version of the climbing ladder. Just put the frame of the cart body against the low wall of the camp, and the soldiers can easily climb up the camp, reducing the number of ants attached to the camp in the past.
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Moreover, he took the lead and served on the front lines, which greatly inspired the soldiers' vigor.
Everyone rushed forward bravely, holding shields with bent arms to protect their heads and necks, holding sharp blades in their teeth, braving arrows and stones that came from unknown directions, ignoring the spears that were thrust hard, tilting their bodies slightly and using their hands and feet to climb the ladder.
And up.
The Wei army on the low wall would not allow the Han army to succeed smoothly.
The soldiers standing in the front row were in a group of three. One soldier held a spear and opened the shield of the Han soldier, allowing the other spearman to accurately pierce the tip of the spear into the neck or face. The last one was a sword and shield soldier.
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He bent down and crouched with his shield in front of him to protect his robe from the crossbow bolts fired by the Han army. When the two spearmen were unable to stop the Han army from ascending the low wall, he would use the ring-headed sword in his hand to protect him.
The Han soldiers who had escaped the disaster were stabbed into their stomachs by the sharp blade before they could rejoice.
As for the other Wei soldiers in the back row, who were not the first to bear the brunt of the close combat, some of them worked together to lift the wooden logs they had prepared earlier and smashed them down along the short wall.
Every time a heavy log fell, several Han soldiers would scream in agony, break bones or vomit blood as they fell down the wooden ladder.
If you are lucky, you may even be able to smash a Wuhan Iron and Steel vehicle or a carriage to pieces.
There are still some Wei soldiers holding huge wooden spoons in their hands, constantly scooping up the golden juice that has been boiled and the smell is flying for miles in the wind, and pour it down the long ladder of the Han army.
Being splashed with hot golden juice will not cause you any immediate danger of death.
But when it covers the skin along the gaps in the soldiers' armor, flows down the wooden ladder and spreads to the fingers of the Han soldiers who are climbing. Under the instinctive reaction of sudden exposure to high temperature, many soldiers will scream and let go of the wooden ladder, twisting
He moved his body, lost his center of gravity and fell from the wooden ladder.
However, the morale of the Han soldiers was so high that no one changed their colors.
One person fell down wailing, and immediately another person continued climbing with a shield.
Go on and on, live towards death.
Slowly, as time passed and the corpses in front of the camp became higher and higher, some scattered soldiers of the Han army finally climbed onto the chariots and jumped into the low wall.
Their endings are similar.
Facing the sword blades and spear points striking from all directions at the same time, the small and convenient shields in their hands could not resist them at all, and the short blades in their hands could not block them all.
From jumping into the low wall to falling to the ground unwillingly, it only took a moment.
But the moment they fought for with their lives occupied space for the following Pao Ze, giving him a moment to prepare for the battle, allowing more Pao Ze to board the camp and compete with the Wei soldiers for control of the camp's siege.
One more death means one more breath.
Slowly, on the low walls of the camp, corpses of Han soldiers began to pile up one after another.
Slowly, the bodies of Wei soldiers began to lie on the ground.
When the blood flowed freely, the corpses of the soldiers of both Han and Wei Dynasties were completely dyed, and they could no longer be distinguished from each other by the color of their military uniforms. The battle on the low wall had become evenly matched.
The Han army finally completely offset the Wei army's advantage of having a stronghold to rely on; and finally ushered in the bloody battle of "meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins".
At this time, only two quarters of an hour had passed since Wei Yan's roar of attack.
The price was that more than 2,000 soldiers who were the first to attack the fortress left their heroic souls lingering on the red flags with Chinese characters embroidered with black edges, and they rustled in the wind, saying goodbye to Sangzi, his father, his wife and his children without saying a word.
Thick smoke continued to rise from the torches and fire plates lit by both sides in the night battle, billowing across the river.
There were even more corpses on the low walls of the camp, and pools of blood were densely covered, soaking into the soldiers' cloth and shoes. There was a strong smell of blood, sweat, gold juice, and the grease burned by the brazier falling on the corpses.
The burning smell, mixed with each other, filled the air, pungent, unpleasant, and nauseating.
But no one cares about this.
Because the sacrifice of life and death is still going on.
"kill!"
"Request rebellion!"
The Han soldiers would not let Pao Ze's death become meaningless.
"kill!"
"Kill the thief!"
The officers and soldiers of the Wei army would not let traveling thousands of miles to fight become a humiliation for the men of Yan and Zhao.
Even the two flags embroidered with the Han and Wei flags were struggling against the wind to compete for momentum.
Therefore, no one noticed that the already cramped low wall, because there were too many corpses piled up on both sides, and too many soldiers rushed to climb up to fight, had already begun to groan in pain - the riveted wooden wedges that fixed the base columns and beams and railings began to
Broken, broken, and kept making "click, click" noises.
No one even noticed that the grease fire that overturned the brazier had already spread to the ropes between the beams and columns.
Therefore, the battle for Ai Yuan lasted only a quarter of an hour.
Accompanied by clicking and clicking sounds, the low wall was finally overwhelmed and collapsed with a loud noise.
This turn of events caught both sides off guard.
But they didn't look at each other in astonishment.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the low wall collapsed to separate the two armies, the Wei army retreated dozens of steps and lined up their entire army to wait. The Han army quickly broke open the camp gate and cleared the route for attack.
The soldiers on both sides knew that they would not give up until the victory was decided tonight.
