The trench was filled with dirty, turbid river water.
As if I felt something, the river gradually became rippled in an instant.
Above the trench, the sound of arrows piercing the air was endless.
Outside the trench, screams of pain and agony could be heard one after another.
The first wave to rush up was the Yingyang Tuntian Army.
The two rows in front held large shields, trying their best to protect themselves from arrows shot from the front and diagonally above.
During the charge, a dense "dongdong" sound came from the shield, which made people want to urinate.
Behind the big shield, people kept groaning and falling to the ground.
It is true that a fortress is not a city wall. First of all, it is not high enough. Secondly, there cannot be so many people standing on the wall, and the arrows fired from a high position are not that lethal.
But people will still die!
This wave of them was the vanguard of the entire army and was given special attention. Dozens of them were knocked down during the charge. By the time they got close to the trench, the number of casualties exceeded 100.
"Get out of the way!" Chief Meng Chou yelled and rushed out with a sandbag on his back.
The shield bearers all made a few openings, and then adjusted their formation to try their best to block the arrows coming from the front - the movements were a bit chaotic, maybe because they didn't practice enough at ordinary times, maybe because they were nervous and the movements were out of shape, but no matter what,
At this time, you have to pay the price in blood.
The troops carrying sandbags on their backs were unobstructed and their casualty rate was astonishingly high as they charged forward.
Meng Chou lowered his head and ran with all his strength.
He looked crazy, his eyes were red, and he was shouting words that he couldn't even understand.
People kept falling around him, but he didn't have time to pay attention. He rushed to the edge of the ditch, threw the sandbag into the water with all his strength, then turned around and ran away.
There was a splash of water behind him.
The sound of "plop" and "plop" could be heard endlessly. Those were sandbags thrown by other robes.
But they were not so lucky. Many people were shot to death on the spot, and some were even pushed into the trench by people rushing from behind, shouting for help.
No one cares about them.
Sandbags fell like raindrops from above the head, gradually smashing them into the bottom of the water and becoming part of the trench.
The arrows fired at the wall became more rapid, but after a while, they were significantly reduced.
Meng Chou, who was running back, glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the second formation coming up.
The shield bearers were in front, and the armored archers were in the rear. They slowly moved forward and shot arrows at the place where the enemy archers gathered to suppress them.
For a time, arrows were flying across the battlefield, and people on both sides continued to fall.
"Dong dong..." The rhythmic drum sound slowly sounded from far to near.
Meng Chou took a look and saw that it was a newly built trench-filling vehicle - it was said to be a vehicle, but it was actually a front, with baffles added to the sides and top to block arrows, and was pushed forward from the inside by sergeants.
After the enemy archers were suppressed, the trench-filling vehicle slowly approached the trench and stopped slowly.
"Boom!" A vertical wooden board in front of the car fell down and spread across both sides of the trench.
The officers shouted and rushed out with more than ten people hiding in the belly of the car. They threw sacks filled with sand, bamboo baskets filled with loess, etc. into the sides of the board.
The enemy archers appeared again and shot arrows desperately.
Those who filled the trenches suffered heavy casualties and retreated in disgrace.
The Silver Spear soldiers who were covering saw the enemy archers' position and immediately threw a dense barrage of arrows at them.
On top of the camp wall, people kept falling to the ground.
Meng Chou retreated to the starting point in shock, and turned around for one last look.
At this time, the enthusiasm gradually subsided, and he really felt scared.
It’s great to be back alive!
****
As a former military commander, Jin Zheng climbed onto a high platform and watched for a long time.
The first batch of Yingyang garrison troops to set out had already retreated, with no less than 200 casualties - injuries and deaths were actually almost the same, because no one would go to the battlefield to rescue them.
The second group that followed was composed of Silver Spear Army archers and Ding Zhuang men from Heyang, and was larger, exceeding 1,300 people.
The archers were responsible for suppressing the wall, while Ding Zhuang hurriedly filled in the trenches.
With their efforts, a considerable part of the trench was filled in. When they retreated, they were chased for a while by the enemy troops who rushed out from behind the trench wall, resulting in no less than 300 casualties.
The third batch of Heyang Dingzhuang went into battle.
They carried planks and were responsible for covering the last section of the trench to prevent the uneven ground from affecting movement.
After the drums sounded, more than a thousand people first ran quickly under the orders of the officers, trying to maintain their physical strength.
After approaching the trench, let out a shout and cover it with wooden planks.
Arrows were fired from the wall again, but they were much less frequent than before.
The men filling the trench were overjoyed and their hands and feet were extremely agile.
The enemy troops behind the trench wall did not come out this time. Only some archers shot arrows and harvested some lives.
Cooperating with Heyang Dingzhuang's silver gun infantry archers, they separated a part and shot towards where they were looking.
The arrows were fired quickly and urgently, and the enemy archers soon became silent.
The rumble of horse hooves sounded.
Three hundred Huns cavalry seemed to have been prepared for a long time. They suddenly rushed out from behind a camp gate and trampled directly towards the retreating Heyang Dingzhuang.
The young men were caught off guard and fled backwards crying for their fathers and mothers.
Running around and bumping into each other, they even disrupted some of the spearmen of the Silver Spear Army who were arrayed outside.
The enemy cavalry took advantage of the situation to cover them up, firing their bows and waving their sabers, harvesting lives with ease.
"Buzz!" dense arrows covered them, and when fired at close range, countless enemy riders fell off their horses.
When the Yi Congjun began to mount their horses and move out, the enemy cavalry finally couldn't hold on anymore, gave up the pursuit, and fled.
The defenders opened another camp gate, lowered the trench bridge, and admitted him inside.
While the enemy cavalry was charging, a group of infantry rushed out from the camp, carrying kerosene and firewood, and set fire to all the wooden planks covering the trench and the two trench-filling trucks that had not been pulled back in time.
The battlefield was filled with flames.
Amidst the smoke, corpses were scattered everywhere, making people's hair stand on end.
Kim Jong stepped off the high platform and went into battle.
I glanced at him from side to side, but hesitated to speak.
Jin Zheng didn't care what they thought at all. He ordered a group of six hundred soldiers in person and stepped forward menacingly.
First, the dozens of people who were running the fastest were caught, and with the knife in hand, their bloody heads instantly rolled to the ground, including several veterans of the Silver Spear Army who were bundled up and fled back.
These people sighed but did not beg for mercy.
Although he was kidnapped by the rebels, he just escaped and there is nothing to say.
Which battlefield is free of unjust deaths? You are responsible for what you do, and the law will not tolerate mercy.
After killing the defeated troops, the others were collected one by one and retreated to the rear to reorganize.
Kim Zhengze personally led 600 soldiers and drove the Ningping Army troops carrying sledgehammers and shovels to attack the camp wall in a wave.
****
"Hurry! Hurry!" Liu Fu, King of Bohai, also came to the attacked camp and climbed up to look far.
The fierce battle shocked him greatly.
The enemy troops only charged for less than an hour before they found their way directly under the trench wall.
In panic, Liu Fu began to mobilize troops from other camps, especially archers, one team after another, the more the better.
The Jin army rushed over again, with fierce momentum and unyielding momentum.
As they got closer, two hundred archers were separated as usual, and they shot at the back of the trench wall and the camp wall.
The defenders fought back bravely.
The battle directly entered a fierce stage.
"Come on!" Ningping's field troops roared in unison and charged forward with spears, sledgehammers and shovels.
They passed through the roughly filled ditch and ran to the outside of the ditch wall, their faces full of ferocity.
Inside and outside the trench walls, spears were being stabbed here and there, and broadswords were being brandished.
People kept falling to the ground, clutching their stomachs.
People kept screaming and rolling to the ground.
There were people constantly covering their chests, and the arrow feathers were trembling endlessly.
Others wielded sledgehammers and shovels, struggling to destroy the trench walls, but as they continued to smash, their bodies were pierced by spears and they fell to the ground.
The bodies were accumulating rapidly, almost reaching the height of the trench wall.
"Kill the thief!" A dazzling armor light flashed, and the Silver Spear Army warriors rushed over holding spears and axes.
Jin Zheng, relying on his heavy armor to protect himself, withstood the enemy's swords and spears, climbed up, and crashed into the crowd of enemy soldiers behind the trench wall.
The heavy sword was swung rapidly in his hand, like a child's toy. Wherever it passed, there was a bloody wind.
The soldiers of the Silver Spear Army climbed over the trench wall one after another and fought together with the enemy soldiers.
On the camp wall, stones, scalding water and even tables fell like raindrops, making no distinction between friend and foe, and stunned the two sides who were strangled together.
Outside the trench wall, the soldiers of the Ninh Binh Army were still destroying the trench wall, knocking it down and smashing it one by one.
The archers on both sides were still shooting at each other, and each suffered casualties.
The camp gate opened again, and hundreds of enemy soldiers swarmed out, preparing to surround and attack from behind.
At this moment, the rebel cavalry galloped out of the formation and rushed straight towards them.
The enemy soldiers hesitated and retreated hastily, not daring to leave the camp.
But as they retreated, their fighting chance was fleeting, and the strangulation under the trench wall was almost over.
Jin Zheng was like a demon. At the end of the fight, the heavy sword was stuck in the enemy soldiers' bodies. He pulled out the Huanshou sword and killed several people in a row.
The enemy soldiers were beaten by the silver spear warriors and scattered to both sides.
Jin Zheng, red-eyed, chased after them, slashing with his knife. Finally, he even captured an enemy schoolmate and strangled his neck with his thigh-thick arms, twisting and breaking him.
The enemy soldiers on the camp wall seemed to have seen a ghost and shot arrows at him for free.
Shielders gathered around and tried their best to cover Jin Zheng.
The people from Ningping's field army brought ladders and put them on the wall.
Countless soldiers climbed up with short soldiers in hand.
The enemy troops on the wall retreated one after another, and were replaced by soldiers armed with various blunt weapons.
They looked nervous and swallowed dryly. Occasionally, some people turned their heads to look inside the camp. When they saw a large number of spearmen and riflemen who were waiting solemnly, they turned back in despair, with a look of madness on their faces.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Arrows kept passing by my ears, and from time to time someone screamed and fell to the ground.
The first batch of Silver Spear warriors have climbed up the wall.
The blunt weapons were swung down in unison, sweeping them off the wall one after another as they were unable to gain a firm footing.
Someone rushed up again, and this time there were far fewer people to mow down, and the two sides directly engaged in a melee.
The archers on both sides stopped and waited quietly for the outcome of this bloody battle.
Liu Fu watched from a distance and stamped his feet.
Order soldiers went up and down, constantly passing orders.
After a while, the defenders on the camp wall were wiped out.
The archers under the wall were in a commotion.
The officer raised his sword and killed a few people who were shouting. The rest of the people were calm.
"Buzz!" The overwhelming arrows rushed straight up, mowing down the standing Silver Spear Army warriors at an extremely close distance.
Liu Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart soon rose to his throat again, because the second group of silver spear warriors climbed onto the wall. They were wearing iron armor and holding up large shields, trying to resist the arrows.
Pull the long ladder over and place it on the inside of the wall.
Some people even jumped off the wall to their death.
There were also people squatting on the wall holding walking bows, picking up their bows and nocking arrows.
The defenders' archers had been so frightened that they would have run away if it had not been for the officers to supervise the battle. At this time, they were shot by arrows, and they fired back a few times, causing some casualties to the Silver Spear Army. They all fled in panic.
The long gunners of the defenders arrayed behind the wall were also noisy and their positions were wavering.
The more than a hundred silver spear soldiers who went down to the camp rushed forward with short soldiers and spear formations.
"Puff! Puff!" The enemy subconsciously thrust out his spear.
Some of the sharp spearheads were separated by short soldiers, some were blocked by iron armor, and some were inserted through the gaps in the armor leaves in a cunning way.
The casualties of the Silver Spear Army soldiers increased sharply, but everyone was red-eyed. Pao Ze fell to the ground, and the wounds on his body could not be felt. They only knew how to kill, they only knew how to break through the enemy's spears, and they only knew how to get closer.
distance, and then use short soldiers to kill them all.
On the wall behind him, people kept pouring in.
More and more sergeants went down to the camp, and some of them were assigned to open the camp gate.
A group of enemy cavalry rushed out, smashed these people into pieces, and crushed and trampled them wantonly.
The people behind continued to step forward without fear.
The space in the camp was so narrow that the cavalry couldn't run at all. They could only sprint a short distance, so why should they be afraid?
They surrounded the cavalry who had lost speed, pulled them off their horses, and slashed them down with their swords, like butchering pigs and dogs, killing these arrogant Huns cavalry at their feet.
The enemy soldiers guarding the camp gate dispersed in a hurry.
The Silver Spear Army warriors struggled to turn the winch, and there was only a "boom" sound, and the trench bridge suddenly lowered, splashing smoke and dust all over the ground.
The camp gate was opened again, and the Jin troops who had been waiting for a long time swarmed in.
The enemy army hurriedly organized nearly a thousand people and charged forward. The two sides fought fiercely at the camp gate, and blood flowed everywhere.
Killing after killing, the battle line moved inward little by little.
"Kill the thief!" A thunderous roar sounded from the gate of the camp.
Jin Zheng, covered in blood, rushed into the enemy army like a whirlwind, slashing left and right, fearless of death.
The silver spear soldiers who had just lowered the trench bridge and opened the camp gate attacked from the side. The enemy soldiers who were counterattacking suddenly couldn't hold on and collapsed backwards.
The entire camp fell into chaos.
Liu Fu got off the high platform directly and, surrounded by his personal guards, slipped away through another gate of the camp.
After he left, the garrison was left without a command and dispersed.
They opened the gates of each camp and fled from all directions, looking panic-stricken and defeated.
Most of the people retreated in the direction of the Chinese army camp, but when they arrived at the camp, they found that the camp gate had long been closed. They were greeted by a large rain of arrows, and they immediately fell to the ground helplessly, crying endlessly.
The Hun cavalry passed by them and ran into the distance.
The soldiers of the Silver Spear Army and the Tuntian Army chased them out from the camp gate and slaughtered all the defeated soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit.
When they were red-eyed and rushed further towards the enemy's camp, a large number of arrows were shot from the wall, and they finally regained consciousness.
After snorting coldly, he cut off some heads and retreated.
When Liu Fu returned to the middle camp, he was in shock and was speechless for a long time.
Stand firm and wait for help, stick to the bird!
In just one day, the outer camp was breached. How many days can the Chinese army hold the camp?
His confidence has been shaken.
Chapter completed!