A soldier's left arm was taken away by a crossbow, and he knelt down and howled miserably.
But more people were taken into their souls at once.
There were not many casualties.
However, it is particularly shocking.
Yan Biao stood up slowly and looked outside the city first.
The sergeants are winding up the strings. Look behind them.
Zong Xu was lying in front of the reserve formation. The mouth he had been chattering about before was now tightly closed. The look of despair and horror still remained on his twisted face.
"alert!"
Amidst the shouts, all the soldiers at the top of the city squatted down.
"The reaction is too big!"
The enemy's reaction reminded Yang Xuan of the artillery bombardment in another time and space.
Shelling...After hearing the roar, regardless of whether it was directed at them or not, they all fell down.
One shot may not kill anyone, but the enemy's morale will drop by one point.
"Attack!"
Nan He drew his sword and pointed at the city head and shouted.
Groups of sergeants rushed forward.
"Tang Jun is coming!"
Someone at the top of the city shouted.
"careful!"
"Stand up! Everyone stand up!"
Yan Biao stood up and shouted.
One by one, the soldiers hesitated, slowly stood up along the top of the city, and looked out cautiously.
The ballista remains the same.
Everyone stood up in fear, not knowing when the crossbow would fly over and take them away with one shot.
Fear often occurs before a predictable event, not after.
The Tang army is running.
Each sergeant was either carrying a ladder or following behind it, with a shield in his left hand and a weapon in his right hand, running and shouting at the same time.
"Kill!"
The appearance of the ballista not only surprised the enemy, but also the Chenzhou Army, which shows the excellent confidentiality work.
Jiang Heer whispered: "You are so awesome!"
Helian Yan said calmly: "The man who made this thing is even more powerful!"
At the beginning of the siege, the Qiu Long Guards assisted in the attack. According to everyone's thoughts, Yanbei City could not hold on for long.
Unexpectedly, the enemy army used the important weapon of bed slave, so the physically powerful Qiu Long Guard could only temporarily avoid it.
Just like in a siege battle in another world, the attackers launched tanks, thinking they were invincible, but unexpectedly the enemy suddenly used cannons, and the tanks were blasted away with several cannons.
This is one thing defeating another, and I have to say that this is an extremely excellent counterattack.
The morale of the defenders was greatly boosted, while the morale of Chenzhou's army plummeted.
At this moment, Boss Yang waved his hand and the ballista appeared.
Does the enemy have artillery?
Don't be afraid!
We also have them, more in number, and they are self-propelled artillery that can move at any time.
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Dare to compete with me in firepower!
Boss Yang was so reserved at the moment that he just shook his goose feather fan and said: Who took the head of an enemy general for someone?
Everything about the bed slave is good, but the winding is slow.
Moreover, this was a first-generation product with many flaws. Because this time it was an active attack, Yang Xuan couldn't care less and pulled over all the completed ballistae.
"Fire the arrow!"
The second wave of crossbows flew up to the top of the city. When Jiang Heer saw that the enemy troops at the top of the city were obviously dodging, he couldn't help but praise: "It is indeed an important weapon. If you can get hundreds of them lined up, how can you defend it?"
"You have become more and more stupid recently. You are what Lang Jun calls cute." He Lianyan shook her head.
"Where am I stupid?"
"Look..." He Lianyan pointed to the top of the city.
Chen Zhoujun had already gone up, and as soon as the ladder was put up on the top of the city, the ballistae stopped.
If you launch it again, you will not be able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
"Why can the enemy do this?" Jiang He'er asked.
"That's because the enemy army doesn't regard its sergeants as human beings." He Lianyan said quietly: "But Lang Jun regards those under his command as brothers."
The Tang army rushed to the top of the city, and the enemy troops immediately counterattacked.
At some point, Zhou Qin's ancestors and grandsons had already touched Yang Xuan's back.
"Zitai, what's wrong?"
Yang Xuan glanced at it, and the Qiu Long Guard behind him pointed at Lin Feibao.
Lin Feibao was silent.
During the war, the general was not allowed to get close to him at will, but Zhou Qin's ancestors and grandsons were different. In Lin Feibao's eyes, the Zhou family was of great help to Lang Jun's great cause of revolt.
At this time, let Zhou Qin's ancestors and grandson see Lang Jun's commanding demeanor as a famous general. Only when the banner of rebellion is raised in the future can the balance of the Zhou family be tilted towards Lang Jun.
Everything is for the sake of rebellion!
To pull that father and son off their throne!
Lin Feibao is in charge of the security matters around Yang Xuan, and his decision-making is almost equal to Yang Xuan's decision-making.
"We just competed once."
Yang Xuan pointed to the top of the city and said: "At the beginning of this battle, I rushed to the top of the city with a strong general. I thought I was sure of it, but who knew that the enemy general had prepared a bed slave..."
"Is the bed slave very powerful?" Zhou Xin asked.
"When the crossbow is fired, the earth shakes and the mountains shake. The crossbow is indestructible. Even a good shooter has to avoid its sharp edge." Zhou Qin explained.
The earthquake was exaggerated. Yang Xuan thought to himself, how would they react if they saw the power of artillery in another time and space in the scroll?
One shot can destroy a hundred miles?
"He is a thoughtful person," Zhou Qin said.
"Yes! However, I have also prepared some surprises for them." Yang Xuan pointed to the ballista in front, "With one wave of launches, the morale of the enemy troops at the top of the city has been greatly reduced."
"Not many people are killed!" Zhou Xin just saw from a distance that not many crossbows were flying up.
"Many times, in battle formations, the competition is not about weapons, but about morale!"
Zhou Qin smiled as he watched his son-in-law teach his grandson, with many thoughts running through his mind.
The fighting was about to begin, but it was already dazzling him... Zhou himself also secretly cultivated generals, not for rebellion, but as a routine.
A practice passed down from our ancestors: each generation must train generals to cope with possible drastic changes.
When the world undergoes great changes, or when the Zhou family faces a great crisis, each of the tenant farmers in the vast fields under their control is their soldiers, and together they form a large army.
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The Zhou family's generals command the Zhou family's army, and they can effectively defend the Zhou family's interests no matter in troubled times or at any time.
This is the scary thing about aristocratic families: they control too many people!
The city has now become a meat grinder.
Zhao Yong's team is on standby at the moment.
"Help me!"
One by one the wounded were carried or carried back.
"Send them all to the back!"
Chen Huagu, a famous doctor in Chenzhou, took his disciples to their seats.
With him around, the soldiers will not be afraid of injuries.
Therefore, a reliable doctor can increase combat effectiveness by 30% during wartime.
"Stop howling!"
Chen Huagu roared fiercely, and the wailing sergeant was shocked.
"Isn't it embarrassing to cry for father and mother even if my fart is injured? Ah!"
More than a hundred wounded people fell silent.
"Hey! My wounds don't even hurt anymore!"
Zhou Xin blinked his eyes, "Brother-in-law, that man was hit by an arrow in his lower abdomen. He may not be able to survive. Then why did the doctor say it was a bigger wound than his fart?"
"First, self-confidence is more effective than medicine in many cases; second, even if there is no doubt that he will die, giving him comfort before he dies is a kind of mercy, the mercy of a doctor."
"The mercy of Paoxiao!"
"Dechang."
"Brother-in-law."
"It is a good thing for you to study at home and practice bow and horse, but many times, what you hear is false and what you see is reality. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Books are a kind of knowledge, but experience is essential."
"Yes." Zhou Xin responded respectfully.
Children can be taught!
Yang Xuan stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, feeling quite pleased.
"ah!"
A sergeant whose legs looked limp and could be swung back and forth at strange angles was held back, and his screams were earth-shattering.
"It fell from the top of the city." Zhou Xin had good eyesight and couldn't help but tremble.
But he found that his brother-in-law didn't even blink an eyelid.
"Brother-in-law, is this being unkind to the general? Is this the greatest mercy?"
This kid has some understanding.
Yang Xuan nodded, "Being a general does not mean that you are unmerciful, but you cannot let those emotions affect your decision-making."
When he first came into contact with the battle formation, Yang Xuan was also sad about the casualties of his subordinates, and even couldn't sleep at night.
After repeated training, he realized that such sadness was not only useless, but would actually affect his command.
If it is useless, throw it away.
"Then, doesn't that mean you have a heart of stone?"
"The best mercy is to try your best to achieve the goal with the minimum casualties! This is what a general should do."
What a sergeant should do is to carry out the general's orders without hesitation.
"withdraw!"
The first wave of attacks caused heavy casualties to the enemy, but Chenzhou's army was also exhausted.
"Prepare!"
Zhao Yong heard the captain shouting.
He took a deep breath, turned around and glanced at the big flag.
The envoy is under the banner!
He raised his sword high.
The captain turned around and yelled: "Brothers, for Chenzhou!"
"For Chen Zhou!"
Amidst the shouts, someone shouted: "For the envoy!"
Who the hell is so unique?
The brigade commander turned around and saw that it was Zhao Yong, so he held back his curses.
It’s not that I feel the shouting is wrong, it’s just that I didn’t keep up with the rhythm!
The army is all about uniting as one, even when shouting slogans.
Others shouted "Wan Sheng", but you screamed "Catch that bitch!"
How can this morale be boosted?
"Get out of the way!"
The crossbowmen are coming.
Rows of crossbowmen were in position, and the Chenzhou Army at the top of the city began to evacuate.
The enemy had just chased them to the edge of the city.
"Fire the arrow!"
Crossbow arrows covered the city head.
"superior!"
The captain raised his sword.
"Follow up!"
The brigade commander turned around and shouted.
Jian Zhuang shouted, "I am Team Jian! Kill the enemy!"
Each team has an abbreviation, which is named after the surname of the team leader.
"Kill the enemy!"
The second wave is here.
"Tragic!" Zhou Xin couldn't help but tremble when he saw this scene.
"It's not the time to be miserable yet." Facing such aristocratic families, Jiang He'er felt superior.
"Lang Jun." A guard came over and said, "Suoyun asks to see you."
Suoyun is the leader of the three major groups of prisoners.
Yang Xuan nodded.
Suo Yun was let in, and Zhou Xin discovered that this man was actually a lame man, so he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to attack the city."
But Chen Zhoujun’s second wave of offensive is about to begin...
Yang Xuan frowned.
Suo Yun raised his head and said, "Either the city is destroyed, or the villain dies in battle at the top of the city."
This bloody nature is touching.
Yang Xuan shook his head, "Next battle!"
Jianzhuang has already rushed to the top of the city.
A horizontal sword was waved in an airtight manner, opening up a passage for the subordinates who followed.
Zhao Yong climbed up, "The team is getting out of the way!"
"Flee your mother!" Jian Zhuang cursed, "Follow!"
Those broad shoulders look like a mountain!
An enemy soldier stabbed with a spear, but Jian Zhuang avoided it and cut off the spear with a horizontal sword like lightning. Then he stepped forward and killed the man with one blow.
Zhao Yong followed and killed another enemy with one blow.
"Good job, Jiro!"
Jian Zhuang praised loudly, "Cai!"
Team Jian’s brothers shouted, “Cai!”
Zhao Yong's confidence doubled and he continued to advance with Jianzhuang.
"Bed slave!"
Yan Biao was furious and shouted: "Let go!"
"Xiang Wen, if we cross the enemy wall at the top of the city, we will kill our own people!"
Yan Biao killed the talkative subordinate with one blow. He turned around, his eyes were red, "Let go!"
Four beds were launched violently.
Crossbows are flying.
Wherever you go, there will be no obstacles.
Four crossbows killed seven people and wounded two.
Among them were three officers and soldiers of the Chenzhou Army and six of the defenders themselves. One gun shot through a defender and a Chenzhou Army together.
"careful!"
Jian Zhuang shouted.
At the same time, he raised his shield to block an arrow for Zhao Yong, then kicked Zhao Yong away. As he rushed forward, he cursed: "If you are brave and careful, follow me!"
At the top of the city, there were more and more Tang troops.
The crossbowmen also came up.
"For your lunch!"
A general shouted, "Fire the arrows!"
The envoy said that he would have lunch in the city.
The crossbow arrows were fired intensively, shooting down the defenders who had gathered together.
"The enemy counterattacks!"
A group of enemy troops charged forward fiercely.
"Press it down!"
This is an important node!
Defeat this enemy force and everything is settled!
"kill!"
The enemy general leading the team is very fierce, wielding a long sword, and no one can get close.
"Destroy their bed slaves!" someone shouted.
A group of sergeants rushed over and killed the defenders guarding the bed slave.
At the top of the city, someone shouted at the bottom of the city, "The crossbow is ruined!"
Under the city, Yang Xuan said: "It's almost done."
He turned around and said, "Butcher, Zhang Xu!"
"Take orders!"
The third wave of offensive began.
Zhou Qin asked: "Zitai, how long will this battle last?"
"You can use your lunch in the city."
"I thought this was your morale-boosting words."
"Aweng, as a general, you must practice what you preach!"
When the shadow of a gun appears on the top of the city, there is no longer any suspense in this battle.
"The city is broken!"
Amid cheers, the city gate slowly opened.
The sergeants rushed out.
Arrange into two rows.
Yang Xuan waved his hand, "Cavalry!"
The cavalry is out.
Suddenly, miserable howls could be heard in the city.
Zhou Qin's ancestors retreated quietly.
"Dechang, what do you think after watching your brother-in-law's battle?"
This is his cherished grandson, but because of the dormancy of the Zhou family in the past few years, he has lacked experience. The purpose of bringing him out this time is to let him see the battle formation and see Northern Xinjiang.
Also look at Yang Xuan, the brother-in-law.
"The command is determined!"
"How do the generals in your family compare with your brother-in-law?"
When running a family, the most important thing is vision. Without vision, you will mislead others and yourself.
"Far worse than my brother-in-law."
Cheers came from the front, "The government office has been breached!"
The government office is the last stronghold. Once the government office is defeated, the battle is over. What is left is only sporadic resistance, which does not harm the overall situation.
"Well done!"
Han Ji praised.
"No casualties!"
Yang Xuan moved his neck, feeling as comfortable as watching a polo match.
"Mr. Lang."
I met Nan He on the road.
"Who made the first contribution in this battle?" Yang Xuan asked.
He was ready to boast in public, stimulate morale, and prepare for the next war.
"It's Team Jane!"
"Let the team come."
"Lang Jun, he can't come!"
Groups of prisoners were taken to both sides of the street. Later, they would kneel down to greet the master of Chenzhou Army, Boss Yang.
The generals were lined up at the front, their hands tied.
"Get out of the way!"
Zhao Yong rushed out of the crowd, turned his eyes, and stared at a general.
He rushed over and drew his knife.
"What are you going to do?" someone shouted, "Don't kill prisoners!"
The sword was waved horizontally, and the general's head fell to the ground.
Zhao Yong carried the head and walked towards the crowd.
The crowd silently made way for the passage, turned around, and watched him walk in front of a corpse.
Jianzhuang fell to the ground at the moment when the city was broken, and died in the hands of the enemy general.