Falling rocks weighing more than a hundred kilograms and heavy rolling logs covered with spikes were lifted up by the sergeants on top of the city and hit the slaves who were attacking the city. The Taiqi Ge Ministry did not know where they found the blueprints and asked the craftsmen to help these slaves climb the city.
The slaves made long iron awls that could be inserted into the gaps in the city wall, and tied them to their hands and feet with leather straps. The strong slaves could use this to climb the walls of small counties that were more than ten feet high. The higher the city wall, the more skilled the people would be.
Many would fall under the harassment from the city.
This kind of technology has precedents as early as Dayao's previous dynasty. Its simple design and low cost made it once occupy an extremely important place in the army's siege equipment. However, this is not suitable for using such equipment without protection.
For the soldiers who were possessed by ants and climbed into the city, it was really a miserable thing.
Before Dayao, it was a time when various countries were fighting each other. Today, there are dozens of countries, large and small, in the territory of Dayao, the smallest of which only occupies one county. Too many of them do not have horse farms and naturally cannot support an organized society.
The cavalry battles were either fortifications or infantry field battles. Therefore, those years were also the years when the development of siege equipment in the Central Plains was the fastest. The largest torch stone cart could even throw a two hundred kilogram boulder nine hundred steps away.
The Rhinoceros Chong used to break through the city gate was also improved from a huge beast that had to use animal power to pull tens of thousands of kilograms to only a few thousand kilograms.
What's more, if you want to climb the city, a ladder is the most useful thing. The reason why the imperial court used such a crude thing is largely because of its cheapness compared with the expensive cost of the ladder. However, before the war started, the drill sergeant in charge
The military academy that climbed the city immediately refused to use these iron awls because even among the selected soldiers, not one out of ten could use these iron awls to climb up to a height of one foot.'
The most casualties during the siege were on the way up the city. Let’s not count the soldiers who dared to die first. If we had to rely on these crude things to send the soldiers to the top of the city, I’m afraid all the soldiers who dared to die would be dead.
Who can climb up with this thing? Which commander would dare to use such an unreliable thing?
This simple siege equipment was only a flash in the pan in the Central Plains and was forgotten in the history books. Only novelists from various schools of thought occasionally mentioned it when writing market novels. It was often regarded as helping soldiers to climb the city.
Walking on the ground, these many literati who have been buried in the pile of old papers their whole lives will not know that an appalling number of slaves were injured and disabled on the stage just during the climbing exercise.
Dunmao knew the power of the crossbows at the top of the city, so he led his horse to stop five hundred strides away. He saw many slave warriors fall from exhaustion after climbing only a few feet, and the strong slave warriors were hit by falling rocks or rolling logs.
He fell down and fell into the trench under the city without moving. The people nearby came forward and took off the iron awls from his hands and feet and tied them on, and then rushed forward to climb the city.
At least one slave warrior from the Thousand-man Team died under Bingyuan City, but no one was able to climb to the top of the city. It was as if those who were close to the top of the city were unable to free their hands to defend themselves under the swords, guns and arrows, and in the end they could only fall down.
It turned into a blur of flesh and blood at the foot of the city.
It is not difficult for the Taiqiang Department to obtain the blueprint of this iron cone. Many craftsmen who make siege equipment know how to make it. Even a blacksmith who cannot read a single word can make an accurate imitation after seeing it. Although
After building a large number of siege equipment, the Taichige tribe's financial resources were almost exhausted. However, they built thousands of additional siege machines, which today have become their only means of endangering the city.
"Falling rocks
"Roll the wood! Shoot the arrows!" The captain on duty in the city drew his sword and shouted, "Let these barbarians also learn how to use Dayao's bows and arrows!"
The sergeants who are good at shooting in the army carry two quivers, each of which can store thirty arrows. They use a two-stone bow, and the force of the shot from top to bottom can penetrate a light shield. The strong sergeants roll logs and rocks and load arrows.
The wooden cabinets were moved to the battlements for easy access. The wine jars filled with kerosene were lit and then thrown into the slave warriors holding shields under the city. The kerosene splashed and set dozens of people around on fire.
"My lord." The messenger was still Dunmao's most trusted companion. He had just come back from Bingyuan City under the rain of falling rocks and arrows. He whispered in Dunmao's ear and said urgently, "The slaves in front are already retreating.
We can’t even climb up the city. There is nothing that can penetrate the city gate. Why don’t we rest for a while before making any plans..."
In an instant, hundreds more people were set on fire by the jars of kerosene and wine thrown down from the city. Under Song Zhiwen's military order, the defenders of the Round City emptied the moat early, and the trenches several feet deep were opened to the Taijige troops.
The slave warriors added a huge obstacle. Without water, the people around them could only watch their ignited companions running away howling or rolling on the ground. The fire oil secretly prepared by Dayao's Ministry of War could not be extinguished with anything.
I can only watch as these people slowly die and emit an unpleasant burning stench.
Slave warriors are also human beings. Although freedom and the title of nobility that can be exchanged for military merit are tempting them, they still need to live to enjoy all of this.
Some slaves began to retreat. They did not have the sophisticated armor to protect their vitals like the Yao people, and the light shields they held made of layers of cowhide could not stop the arrows shooting down from the city, let alone hit people.
The falling rocks turned into flesh and blood, and the spiked rolling wood could take away a large piece of human flesh as soon as it touched it.
What frightens them most is being burned alive. This kind of death is different from being hit by an arrow and falling from a height of several feet. It is an extremely painful and long-awaited death. Many of them cannot
He chose the fate of being born a slave, but thought he could also choose a less painful death.
"The cavalry came forward. If they dared to go fifty steps away from the city wall, they would be shot." Dunmao's cheek lines were as hard as gold and iron, "I promise to give them a chance to live a new life, but if they follow my footsteps, they will inevitably suffer."
Many people will die, but the Taiqi Ge tribe will become the king of the grasslands!"
After listening to Dunmao's words, Bandang galloped non-stop to the general of the Taiqiang tribe who was leading the troops. After a cup of tea, the Taiqiang tribe's flag was pulled up from the ground, with the fur of a white wolf on the top of the flag.
It fluttered vividly in the wind, and finally stopped three hundred steps away from the round city. Then all the cavalrymen on horseback raised their bows and nocked arrows, and shot a hail of arrows forward, landing only fifty steps away from the slave warriors below the city.
A forest of arrows formed, forcing back the slave warriors who wanted to flee.
"Aren't these barbarians afraid of death?" A sergeant in the city complained, rubbing his sore arm after emptying a quiver. "At least a dozen barbarians were shot to death, and even now none of them can stand.
Those who went to the top of the city climbed the city wall with bare hands to look for shots, and they didn’t know what the barbarians were thinking.”
The archery sergeants had already taken turns after emptying their two quivers in order to maintain their arm strength. The tens of thousands of arrows fired on the city were fatal to the almost unprotected slave warriors, and to Sergeant Yao on the city.
To me, they are more like living targets. The slave warriors of the Taiqi tribe
A target made of flesh and blood.
Song Zhiwen was also at the top of the city. Under Zhang Ziwen's dissuasion, he still approached the battlements and looked down the city. This was a way of siege that he had never seen before. Did the leader of the Taiqi Ge tribe really want to sacrifice the lives of these people?
Pile up and round the city's head? When did Dunmao's views on the lives of slaves become completely the same as those of other tribes?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. It is not easy to know what Dunmao Chao and Ladd are using the lives of these slaves to cover up, but it can make him willing to cover up the conspiracy with the corpses of slave warriors who have gradually filled the trenches under the city.
It will be crucial to the defense of Binyuan City.
If you want to know what Dunmao Chaoji Ladd, the barbarian lord of the Taiqi tribe, thinks, you have to be in his position and think for him...
According to the news from the spies who are deeply lurking in the Taicheng tribe, the ruler who seems to be still in his prime is already an old man. He only wakes up three or five times every night.
Even if there are many, there are also Que clansmen who have not summoned an army for quite some time. Such a lord who is already too old to be humane... What kind of ambition drives him to lead almost all the forces that can be mobilized in the Taiqi Ge tribe to carry out large-scale actions.
Attack and round the city?
When Song Zhiwen frowned and thought deeply, the barbarians' only two torch-bearing carts were pulled to a distance of more than 400 steps and circled the city. It was impossible for such a huge movement to escape the eyes of Sergeant Yao on the city. Not long after,
The city mobilized six crossbows to aim at the two slow-moving torch stone carts.
The nine-foot-five-inch-long giant arrow is as thick as a forearm. It is more like an iron spear than an arrow. The giant arrow is driven by a crossbow string that can be pulled apart with a winch and a rope and shoots more than four hundred steps away.
The Torch Stone Cart outside was so powerful that the beams supported by one of the Torch Stone Carts were instantly broken. The people assigned to this northern city wall who could use the bed crossbow were all veterans, and their accuracy was natural.
There was no need to be picky, six giant arrows immediately destroyed one of the two Torch Stone Carts, and another crossbow arrow penetrated the side of the Torch Stone Cart, and it took five or six barbarians to stop the attack.
Cheers came from near a bed crossbow in the city, and the nearby sergeants gathered around. The person who had previously shot down the stone chariot with an arrow was the senior pawn playing with this crossbow. After being hit by the arrow, he did not move.
He showed a somewhat proud look, but instead loudly yelled at the other sergeants serving the crossbow to hurry up and load the giant arrow.
The bed crossbow can shoot a nine-foot-five-inch giant arrow to a place 700 paces away. The sergeant who is also required to use all his strength to use the winch to spread the rope. This takes a long time, but the torch is the only one left in the city.
The stone cart has put dozens of kilograms of stones on the net bag at one end of the crossbar. The barbarian craftsmen are far from enough to make the best siege equipment, so the ability of these siege equipment to throw dozens of kilograms of stones is the limit.
What the torch car faces...is the head of Binyuan City!
When Elder Nash's soldiers noticed the barbarian's intention, it was already a step too late. When the bed crossbow was strung up, the torch stone cart had already thrown out the stones in the net bag, towards the head of the city.
Song Zhiwen raised his head amidst the shouts of the people around him and saw the falling rock that was expanding in his field of vision.