Fiery red forest leaves are spread all over the mountains and fields. Below the city built on the mountain is a slowly flowing river. Now on the other side of the river is an army of black soldiers with black banners and black armor stationed. Although these soldiers are dressed in different clothes, most of them are still vine armor and leather armor.
, but their morale was high, and they were working day and night on the other side of the river to build siege equipment, which made the defenders in the city anxious.
Another day at sunset, the captain guarding the city walked down from the top of the city, followed by several generals.
"Is there any reply from Luo Jing?" He walked on the stone steps of the city wall, his eyes occasionally scanning the high towers and garrison in the city.
"There was no reply from Luojing, but according to the messages sent by some of our colleagues in Luojing, the new king is busy cleaning up the mess caused by King Dai's attack, and preparing troops and horses to resist the Beifu army's southward march."
"Although His Majesty King Huainan has temporarily repulsed the Beifu army, that is only a part of it. There is still a part of about 120,000 troops that has long since marched straight west to attack Luojing."
"Zhuo Muyeguo is a general. Seeing that there are many waters in the southeast that cannot be used, he directly mobilized the cavalry and went straight to Luojing."
"Although there are only 120,000 people in this group, most of them are elite cavalry who have spent most of their lives on the grassland. The new king is so frightened that he has no time to protect himself, let alone come to support us."
"It seems that Luo Jing's side is hopeless. What about King Huainan's side? Their garrison is closer to Yanyu Island. If they send their troops south, they may not be able to save themselves from the fire."
"There is indeed a reply from King Huainan, but it is said that some troops will not be available to support until next month. We still need to hold on this month."
"Still a month longer?" The captain sneered, and then looked at the large army with black flags and black armor outside.
"In half a month, I will probably be eaten up by those people across from me." He shook his head and slowly walked down the city with his hands behind his back.
It was like this in silence for a long time. Before returning to the barracks, he suddenly stopped again and looked at a corner of the city.
"Over there at the Yuyan Red Ray Sect..." If we can invite the disciples from the Yuyan Red Ray Sect to help, it will be easy to defend Wuxin City.
The people below looked at each other for a few times before saying slowly: "The Yuyan Red Ray Sect is the direct descendant of Red Phoenix. They are very 'disappointed' in the royal family."
The next words were not spoken by anyone. The captain also knew the meaning of disappointment. I am afraid he was still a little angry. If the late emperor had not passed away, Yu Yanhong Ray Clan might have done something else now.
Since the death of the emperor, the situation in the world has changed in a few days. Even the state pastors and soldiers who were originally loyal to the dynasty are now gradually confused and unable to find the meaning of loyalty. The emperor left an edict and ordered the dynasty to annihilate itself, but for the new
Even if the king rebels, the other two kings will not give up. If someone can quickly ascend the throne and there are no disputes within the dynasty, they may be able to reverse the situation and suppress the voices and waves of opposition.
But the battle between the new king and the two kings, as well as the Beifu Army's march south, forced everyone to consider what the future would be like, whether they should be loyal to the new king or the two kings, or simply give up. But after giving up, they surrendered.
Who are you giving it to? Are you going to hand over the city and the people to those rebels? That is simply gambling your life. What will happen if the other party still refuses to let you go?
"I'll just hold on for another month. If it doesn't work, it can only be said that destiny is like this. This is the only way we can do it." The captain sighed up to the sky, and then walked into the barracks to rest.
Three days later.
The calm river surface in the past was covered with long iron ropes, and then many bamboo rafts were laid on wooden boards. Pairs of foreign warriors in black clothes and black armor came across the river like a tide. The water splashed and various shouts echoed on the river and in the city.
The head rises.
On the city wall, the defenders holding firearms continued to shoot, and there were also continuous rockets thrown into the city. The wooden planks that fell on the river lit up bursts of flames and black smoke. At the foot of the city wall, ladders made of bamboo and wood were set up on the city wall.
The warrior wearing a black scarf and black leather armor held a knife in his mouth, climbed quickly with both hands, and then jumped to the top of the city.
Most of them came from the Qi Lei Seven Continents and have long been accustomed to the life of climbing in the mountains. They are agile and their swords are flying when they rise and fall, beating the hands of the soldiers holding firearms at the top of the city.
The blades made of rotten silver and iron have long arcs. Although they are easy to rust, they are also extremely sharp. These warriors cut the swords quickly, like water splashing, cutting the necks of the soldiers guarding the city, and then kept moving forward, and some jumped directly into the city.
Fires were started, and black smoke rose in the city.
"Up, up, up! Fire!" Seeing that the situation at the top of the city was unfavorable and that it was about to fall, captains and soldiers from the camp below kept rushing forward. They stood on one side of the city wall, squatting in the front row, standing in the back row, and pulling
Pull the bolt of the firearm and shoot.
The green smoke of gunfire filled the air, and under a round of shooting, many black-turbaned warriors fell directly. Although they were agile, their equipment was very crude and they were completely unable to withstand the firearms fire of the dynasty soldiers.
"Replace! Load, fire!" Seeing that the effect was achieved, the commanding captain was extremely calm and asked the front row to retreat. The soldiers behind held up the blunderbuss and then squatted down to take aim.
The short blazing light flashed again, bursts of gunfire rang out one after another, and then a row of about a dozen black-turbaned warriors fell down, and the pressure on this corner of the city wall was lightened.
Seeing that the attack was blocked, the Black Turban Army soldiers behind blew their eagle whistles, and the cool whistle echoed in the sky.
Soon, three black shadows swooped down from the sky, and then a crescent moon scythe passed by, hooking the commanding captain's neck and cutting it. Three fourth-level flying scythes rode on the black eagle and swooped down.
Jumping into the group of soldiers, he held the short and sharp sickle in his hands and quickly swung and rotated it, immediately disrupting the rhythm of shooting and killing all these soldiers.
"Rebellious officials and traitors!" Seeing the sudden appearance of these flying sickle riders in the black scarf army, a group of Modao sergeants wearing heavy armor also emerged from the garrison guarding the city.
Compared with other soldiers, these Mo Dao sergeants are all selected to be tall and strong. Each one is about two meters tall. They wear three layers of infantry armor, covering their whole bodies, with only their eyes exposed.
Holding the heavy Mo Dao, he swung it down with all his strength, causing a scream-like cry in the air.
After these Mo Dao sergeants stepped onto the city wall, the previously attacking Black Turban Army suddenly stopped like a tidal wave hitting a boulder. Their rotten silver knives could not cut through the thick armor at all, and the opponent's heavy Mo Dao was like a tidal wave hitting a boulder.
Swinging it down like a giant ax can often cut people in half.
In this way, with these Mo Dao sergeants as the iron wall, the soldiers guarding the city followed behind with firearms to assist in shooting. The combination of the two was extremely powerful. The former only had to concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front of them and did not have to worry about attacks from the rear and side.
Soldiers holding firearms also have a solid movable barrier and can shoot with confidence.
Faced with such a combination, the black scarf troops on the top of the city retreated steadily. In order to save the situation, some scythemen riding black hawks had to brave the fire of firearms and attack the array of soldiers at the rear, trying to save the situation.
Such a chaotic rhythm.
But after gaining experience this time, the soldiers guarding the city became calmer. First, they dispersed one after another to avoid being entangled and strangled by the flying sickles and chains. Then some soldiers even took out vermilion firecrackers.
firearm.
These big red firearms with thick wrists are printed with the black lacquer seal of the craftsmanship workshop. They were all created by Chixiaofang under the Winter Lawsuit. As the black and red sealing paper was torn open, a length of silver-gray lead was revealed.
The soldiers on the side lit the fuse with torches, and then the soldiers in front carried firearms and pointed them at the eagle-mounted sicklemen attacking from the sky.
Brilliant sparks spurted out from behind the long vermilion tube, and then a rocket shot out, leaving a dazzling flame trail in the sky, and the air was filled with thick blue smoke.
This eye-catching rocket hit the black eagle in the sky and stopped it from diving. Then it flew upside down for several meters with both the man and the eagle, and then suddenly exploded, igniting a gorgeous ball of flame in the sky, followed by traces of fire and blood.
After being sprinkled, the charred corpses fell into the river outside the city like mud.
Due to the strong national power of the Plantagenet Dynasty, even the local county guards had sufficient firearms reserves. Facing the rebels from the Qi Lei Seven Continents, Yanli Continent held on for several months with only one continent's defenders.
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After the initial chaos, the city's defenders finally began to counterattack. First, the dazzling "night-breaking arrows" pierced the sky one after another, knocking down and driving back the black hawks and sicklemen hovering in the sky. Then they adjusted their positions on the hillsides in the city.
A few cannons were fired, smashing the bamboo rafts and wooden planks on the river outside the city. Finally, groups of soldiers holding firearms gradually cleaned the city wall again, and then set fire to the long ladders and wooden frames erected at the top of the city.
Although the offensive that had been prepared for several weeks was close to success, it still ended in failure at the critical moment. Even though the number of these black scarf troops was more than four times that of the defenders, they still could not capture this ordinary city within the dynasty.
Not to mention natural fortresses like Tianfeng Pass.
Although Xuanfeng's army is powerful, it ultimately lacks accumulation, strict discipline and military strategy, and has never been able to achieve a decisive victory in the battle.
As the sun sets, the Black Turban Army gradually retreats. There are remnants of black smoke and corpses everywhere by the river and under the city wall. Various broken flagpoles and swords are also randomly inserted on the ground. There are also traces of blood in the river, and many broken pieces.
Debris and corpses flowed down the river.
After the battle, the captain who defended the city and his generals climbed up the city wall again to take a look. There were dried dark red blood stains on his gold and bronze black hammer armor, and there was a hole in the abdominal armor.
Fortunately, there was no penetration after all.
"Have they retreated?" He looked towards the camp on the other side.
"Yes, sir, the soldiers stationed upstream and downstream reported that they did not see any enemy troops crossing the river to make a surprise attack."
"It seems that the strategies of these black scarf troops are still very young, but this is fortunate. If they had taken the opportunity to make a surprise attack and captured the upper or lower reaches, we would have been much more passive. Now there are no more soldiers to go out.
Rescue.”
"Yes, sir, although these rebels from Qi Lei Qizhou are supported by Xuanyi Palace, Xuanyi Palace's inheritance is mostly about government affairs and criminal law, and they are not good at leading armies in battles."
"Xuanyi Palace, alas..." The captain sighed, as if he was recalling something.
"At that time, Chief Qiu Ying Lixing was also someone I admired. It's a pity."
After that, he led others to patrol and comfort him before walking down the city.
"Have someone send a letter to the governor of the state, saying that we have defended the attack and killed thousands of enemies, but we are still spending a lot of money. We hope to recruit troops and supplies from the state capital."
"Yes, sir."
In the next week, these black scarf troops holding high the Black Phoenix Banner launched several tentative attacks again, but they failed to gain any benefit. As time went by, the time until the support promised by King Huainan became shorter and longer.
close.
On the other side of the river, in the main tent of the Black Turban Army Camp, a group of people were discussing around a long table.
"We can't wait any longer. We must capture Wuxin City within this week." A military advisor waving a folding fan spoke. He was handsome, wearing a black long-sleeved robe with green embroidery, and a jade pendant with tassels hanging around his waist.
Just like the son of a noble family in a dynasty.
"Informants in the city reported that King Huainan has promised to send troops. If we cannot win, it will be even harder to win in the future."
"The army under the command of King Huainan is not these weak state guards. There are many elite border troops among them, as well as disciples who come to follow the army. It will only be more disadvantageous for us to face them."
"What Mr. Wu Xingkui said is absolutely true, but we can't do anything about it. There are many good swordsmen among the hundreds of tribes in the mountains, but firearms are expensive and there are no generals. It is difficult to defeat these defenders." A man in black clothes said.
The old man answered with his hands raised.
After listening, Wu Xingkui shook his head, and then walked back and forth in the big tent, tapping his palms with his folding fan from time to time, thinking hard.
After a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at everyone.
"I thought of someone who might be able to help our army win."
"Who is it?" Everyone looked at him.
"He is an elder brother I met in my early years. His name is Huang Gu. He is a cultivator in Yonglei Mansion. He is a first-class strongman. With his help, this city will definitely be taken."
"But Yonglei Mansion..." When everyone heard this, they had to hesitate.
Yonglei Mansion is an official sect of Lei Xiaze in the Seven Continents of Gaolei. Most of the disciples trained will enter the government and serve as guards of the sergeant's mansion. The Seven Continents of Gaolei are now revitalized into a country of Xin. Yonglei
The government factions of past dynasties like the Mansion were naturally excluded.
"How can you be so pedantic at such an emergency! My eldest brother is the Queen of Thunder God, the orthodox descendant of the Qi Lei Seven Continents, and he will definitely be able to revive the reputation of Youxin!" Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, Wu Xingkui slapped the folding fan on the table and was shocked.
Wake up everyone.
"Then, as Lord Wu said, we will send someone to quickly invite the strong man."
"No, I have to go in person this time." He shook his head.
"Prepare for me a black-maned black water horse that can walk on water. I will rush back to Leixiaze to find him immediately."
Afterwards, everyone prepared for it, and soon a tall black horse ran out of the camp. It had a flying mane on its shoulders and a few scales on its lower legs, like a cross between a dragon and a horse.
This handsome monster carrying people galloped up, stepped on the turbulent river, splashed with waves, then ran quickly, and soon disappeared into the night.
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ps: Wu Xingkui, Huang Gu, Ying Canxiao, and Tang Nanlian once participated in the competition with Luo Lan in Lei Xiaze, and then each joined a different faction. (I still mention it, many people may have forgotten it.)