There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 3164: Fierce life-and-death struggle between offense and defense
Chapter 3164: Fierce life-and-death struggle between offense and defense
Wang Zhene's expression changed, and he was about to shout: "No!" But it was too late. Hundreds of figures suddenly appeared on the top of the city. They were all guys with mud all over their bodies. They were separated by three or four people.
The stench of their bodies can be smelled from the top of the city that is ten feet high and from a distance of two hundred steps. Obviously, these people who have smeared themselves with stinky mud can walk through the flames, which is a kind of local fire protection.
In their hands, they held stones of different sizes, and they smashed them hard against the cars that were less than thirty steps away from the city wall.
The sounds of "ping" and "bang" could be heard endlessly. Many of these stones were even those that the catapults hit the city head before. Now they became the weapons used by the Xianbei people at the city head to hit the car. The ceiling was damaged.
It was constantly shaking and making loud noises, and some of the sergeants who were pushing the carts were not completely covered by the roof. They would be in bad luck if they were hit by falling rocks. Even if they were hit by falling rocks at this height,
No matter how strong the soldier was, he couldn't bear it. He fell to the ground and vomited blood, dying.
Wang Zhen'e said sternly: "Archers, what are you waiting for! Come forward and shoot at the top of the city to suppress the enemy's falling rocks!"
Following Wang Zhene's roar, the archers who had just retreated surged forward like a tide, rushing to a place about a hundred steps away from the city wall to face the enemy troops who were moving rocks and smashing cars at the top of the city.
, that is to draw the bow and release the arrow.
The sound of "Woo-Woo" pierced through the sky was heard endlessly, and a rain of arrows rose into the sky and poured towards the city. Those Xianbei soldiers who were covered in mud were not invulnerable supermen. Mud can prevent fire, but it is fire-proof.
Unable to use arrows, these archers of the Beifu Army have undergone more rigorous training than ordinary archers. Their physical fitness and the bows they use are far superior to ordinary people. Their shooting range is more than a hundred steps, even for a city more than three feet high.
Even if an arrow hits the head, it can still cause fatal injuries. When a round of arrow rain came down, there were screams from the top of the city, and hundreds of figures fell to the ground.
However, the falling stones from the top of the city did not decrease at all. Two or three rushing carts even smashed through the roof, or the sergeants pushing carts behind suffered heavy casualties and just stayed in place.
A trumpet sounded from the top of the city, and a large number of archers rushed up. They quickly found that the flames had been extinguished, or the flames were small enough not to affect their shooting position, and they aimed at the Jin army's bows and arrows outside the city.
The hand is a burst of shooting.
More than a thousand arrows poured into the ranks of Beifu Army archers like a heavy rain. Dozens of people were immediately covered with arrows, like arrow targets, but no one backed away or was afraid.
, gritted his teeth, and continued to launch counterattacks at the enemy troops at the top of the city. The archers of the two armies fired fiercely at each other. People kept falling after being hit by arrows. The top of the city was raining down arrows, but the charging cars below the city were coming step by step.
approaching.
Finally, three assault vehicles rushed to the base of the city wall. The soldiers who were still alive shouted slogans, braved the stones and arrows on the city top, ran out of the area protected by the roof of the city head, and pulled up the vehicles.
The rope at the end of the big log pulled the huge logs back up, and then suddenly let go. With the sound of howling wind, the huge logs slammed into the root of the city wall. More than ten huge logs hit at the same time.
, it will make people feel that the entire city wall is shaking slightly.
Someone on the city wall yelled at the top of his lungs: "Don't let them hit the wall, hurry up, shoot them to death, smash them to death!"
Many archers rushed to the flames that were not extinguished at the top of the city and took out their fire arrows. They were the kind of arrows that were hollowed out and filled with kerosene, sulfur and other fire starters, and inserted between some empty arrow shafts.
Then they held the tail end of the arrow shaft and sent it towards these fires. Flames suddenly burst into flames. Hundreds of fire arrows were fired in an instant. They rushed to the crenellations of the city wall, braving the dense rain of arrows below the city.
Instead of shooting at the archers who were about a hundred steps outside the city, all the arrows were pointed downwards, half of the body was stretched out, and they were shot directly at the Jin army soldiers near the charging car under the city!
It was like a sea of fire pouring down from the top of the city, immediately engulfing more than a dozen rams at the base of the wall. More than a hundred soldiers who were pulling wood against the city were hit by rockets, and either died on the spot, or their whole bodies were on fire, screaming.
He was rolling on the ground, and among the dense crowd around him, people quickly rushed up, took the ropes left by those who were hit by arrows and could not continue to rush towards the wall, and together with other comrades who were still at their posts, shouted the trumpet
Zi, pulling the big log, rushed towards the city.
On the roofs of some rush cars, wet cowhide was inserted by dozens or hundreds of arrows. The water began to turn into wisps of green smoke and evaporated away. At the top where the fireproof mud layer was applied, some tiny particles began to appear.
It seems that if the fire continues to burn like this for a while, the tops of these specially made racing cars will also start to catch fire.
Wang Zhene yelled: "Throw the pole, Wanjun Divine Crossbow, don't stop, attack the city head directly!"
Behind the four-wheeled cart, the peasants were hurriedly adjusting the positions of the divine crossbows and re-adjusting the hinges of the wooden poles under the crossbows. The angle at which they originally stared at the crossbow holes for shooting was greatly raised, and gradually
Aiming at the stacks at the top of the city, those throwing poles kept on moving. The empty nests were replaced by fist-sized gravels. The bamboo poles were pressed to the bend, and then they were suddenly released and most of the stones were thrown.
The blocks, like heavy rain, went straight to the top of the city.
The Xianbei archers who bent over and leaned out of the city to shoot at the city were hit by this rain of stones, like rice fields blown by the wind. Many of them had just stretched their heads out of the city and had not had time to see the charging cars below the city.
Oncoming was a stone as big as a fist, hitting his forehead squarely. Touching these stones with your head would be like hitting a stone with an egg. If hit head-on, the skull would be shattered and blood and brain matter would burst out at the same time.
, and the body often plummets to the bottom of the city.
Countless archer corpses just fell to the ground freely, while other Jin army officers and soldiers who were holding shields on the ground to cover the soldiers rushing into the wall saw these Yan troops falling on the city, no matter whether they were dead or alive.
, rushed forward with a flurry of slashes and stabs, and chopped all the archers into pulp. Probably only in this way could the Jin army vent their anger at being killed by rockets and stones outside the city.
A Yanjun military academy at the top of the city looked like a centurion, because he was wearing a layer of chain mail, and he was smeared with mud or an archer wearing only a leather robe, which made him stand out. He was waving.
War Sword, howling: "Wu'er doesn't have many stones, don't be afraid, keep shooting arrows. As long as these rams are destroyed, Wu'er will not be able to destroy our city wall. Victory must be ours..."