"What are you doing standing still?" Zhao Rui suddenly became angry: "Didn't you hear my order?"
Only then did everyone react and hurriedly went to do it, but they all looked confused. How could they send soil to someone else's city during a war?
Ziyun was also full of doubts.
"Your Highness, what are you doing with so much dirt?"
There was a touch of arrogance on the corner of Zhao Rui's mouth: "This city belongs to us. We cannot destroy it. I have to find a way to kill the people inside! I can only let the war horses step onto the city wall."
Ziyun seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand everything, so he had to take out the water bottle from his body and handed it over.
"Your Highness, please drink some water first."
Zhao Rui took the kettle and involuntarily flipped the bag around Ziyun's waist.
"You are really a treasure bag. It seems that I have everything I want from you along the way."
Ziyun smiled sheepishly: "Let me just say, everything you bring must be useful."
Not long after, a pair of heavily armored cavalry followed Zhao Rui's order, carrying a large bag of soil and rushing toward the gates of Shule City.
These heavily armored cavalry are all the elite among the elite. They are covered in heavy armor, and even the horses are completely covered in armor.
When the Parthian troops on the city saw them, they immediately panicked and fired arrows quickly.
It's a pity that their arrows can't penetrate the armor of the heavy cavalry at all.
I could only watch helplessly as these cavalrymen threw a large amount of soil into the city.
They moved out the trebuchet, but this machine was too heavy and the stones thrown flew relatively slowly.
Although the heavy cavalry wear heavy armor, the horses they ride are the best horses in a million. Compared with the trebuchets, they are much more flexible.
It didn't take long before the relatively short city wall was filled with sand.
Seeing that the situation was almost over, Zhao Rui immediately ordered a group of heavy cavalry to step on the sand onto the city wall, and then ordered a team of ten thousand people to charge.
Although there are 60,000 defenders, the equipment and personnel quality of these people are far behind.
After a team of ten thousand people rushed in, they killed the Parthian troops in the city and threw away their armor. The city gate was opened in less than half an hour.
Zhao Rui couldn't help but frown, the Parthian army's combat effectiveness was too poor.
He had prepared for a long time and gathered 800,000 people for the mighty Western Expedition.
It is said that this time it is to resist foreign enemies, but the ultimate goal of the war is to benefit the country.
If this battle ends with driving the opponent out of the territory, and the merchants do not gain any actual benefits, but instead spend a lot of money and food in vain, then the gains outweigh the losses.
Zhao Rui was somewhat angry and led people directly into the city.
The captured Parthian soldiers, with their heads drooped like quails, were arranged neatly on the street.
Only a handful of them were wearing armor, and most of them were covered with a piece of white cloth. Many even had weapons.
Can such a group of people also be called an army?
Zhao Rui walked directly to a relatively muscular man and dragged him out of the team.
"Are you from Parthia?"
The man nodded repeatedly without any hesitation.
"Have the legendary barbarians from Parthia arrived?"
"Here he comes!" the man quickly replied, "I am one of them."
Zhao Rui opened his mouth slightly and looked up and down at the man in front of him. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that this guy was no match for a barbarian soldier.