"When we approached two hundred steps, after my officer gave the order, the front troops charged and built ladders up the wall..."
As the Forbidden Army marched, officers continued to issue orders to let the soldiers below know what they should do.
On the city wall, soldiers holding bows and arrows are ready, and they will release arrows when the enemy comes into range.
Unfortunately, the number of bows and arrows was too small. The guard army of 500 people only had 200 bows and no more than 10,000 arrows.
An officer reminded: "Those in front are holding shields, and they will greet those behind in a moment!"
"Sir, the enemy only has two hundred steps!"
"Steady..."
"Sir, the enemy is still one hundred and fifty steps away..."
At this moment, rapid drumbeats sounded from behind the Forbidden Army, which was the signal to launch a charge.
"Rush..."
A loud roar came from the opposite side, and the officers on the city wall also shouted the word "shoot arrows".
They are high up and can be easily aimed and shot.
In fact, the soldiers marching in front and behind the Forbidden Army all had shields on their heads at this moment, so the killing effect of firing arrows was not obvious.
But the soldiers kept firing arrows, and no matter how many shields were held up, there would always be a flaw.
In fact, after just waiting for more than ten seconds, the flaw leaked out on its own.
Charge with a shield and a ladder. Without repeated training, the high-speed running team will easily disperse.
Arrows were whizzing in, and soldiers were constantly being shot and killed, but the people behind did not hesitate, stepping over the corpses and continuing to rush forward.
"rush……"
They rushed and shouted, the city wall was already in front.
On the city wall, the crossbowmen kept firing arrows, the rest were ready to beat rocks and roll logs, and some were holding wooden basins to pour boiling water.
"Come on!"
After paying nearly a hundred lives, the Forbidden Army soldiers finally rushed to Chongqing, but before they could set up the ladders, they were scalded by the boiling water poured on the city wall and screamed.
"Hurry up and send the ladder up to the city wall..." an officer roared.
So immediately another soldier came forward, picked up the ladder that fell on the ground, protected himself and then erected the ladder again.
The boiling water came one after another, but this time the shield blocked it tightly, and only a little bit fell on the person, which did not cause much damage.
Of course, this is from the overall situation, there is still some luck, and the second wave was burned again.
But it is not easy to put a ladder up the city wall at a glance. After all, the people on the city wall are not dead.
At this time, the archers of the Forbidden Army can play a role, shooting arrows to suppress the defenders who appear on the city wall.
Screams came from the city wall, and some young men who pushed down the ladder were shot dead, so they had to add others in.
The corpses were dragged away and people were added to the fighting positions. This was something that had been arranged in advance.
"Don't panic, everyone, the prince has sent reinforcements, we will win!" the officer began to calm down.
"We are not afraid. If these bastards want to steal our food, we will fight them tooth and nail!"
Those who said these words were naturally the young men who had been recruited, and they were determined to fight to the death.
Of course, while everyone was shouting, they were not idle at all, but pushed down the ladder as much as possible.
"Fire arrows...fire arrows!" the officers on the city wall shouted loudly.
The crossbowmen below fired arrows, exposing themselves from behind their shields. Now was a good opportunity to shoot.
But the crux of the problem is that the opponent has nearly a thousand bows, which are enough to easily suppress the archers on the city wall, causing casualties to the defenders.
Of course, in terms of the absolute number of casualties, the Forbidden Army definitely outnumbered the defenders.
"Lao Cai, the men have put up ladders on the city wall. Our army is only one step away from taking over the city!" Looking ahead, Zhou Qing showed a smile.
"Once our army reaches the city wall, how long do you think this rabble can last?"
The battle situation was pretty much what Zhou Qing had expected. He was worried at first, but now he felt a little more relaxed.
But Cai Yongkun was not so optimistic, but reminded: "It's too early to say victory or defeat now, wait until the men are on the city wall!"
After saying that, Cai Yongkun rode forward, wanting to get closer to the city wall so that he could see it more clearly.
At this moment, on the city wall, one ladder after another was put up on the city wall, and people immediately climbed up from behind.
At this time, there must not be any slack, otherwise the ladder that was finally built may be pushed down by the defenders.
The boiling water has been poured, and it takes time to boil a pot. At this moment, the rolling wood and stone rolling begins.
The Imperial Guard soldier who was climbing up was knocked down by a piece of wood above his head. The people behind him immediately made up for it and climbed up the city wall again.
"We must not let them climb the city wall!" Mashan shouted loudly.
There were loud shouts of death at the scene, and Ma Shan's voice could not be heard very far.
Fortunately, the officers had a tacit understanding with each other. When they heard Mashan's military order, they immediately continued to convey it to both sides.
"kill……"
More and more ladders were put up on the city wall, and while the imperial army rushed up desperately, and the crossbowmen suppressed the city head, someone finally climbed up the city wall.
Of course, the imperial soldiers who first climbed up the city wall were stabbed into pieces the next moment, and then fell down the ladder.
But then, more and more Forbidden Army soldiers appeared on the city walls, and in some places, seven or eight soldiers came in one after another.
"You bastard, go to hell..." The young men raised their sticks and greeted the imperial soldiers who climbed up the city wall.
"Kill these bastards..."
Some of the Forbidden Soldiers also shouted: "Brothers, rush in, good days are ahead!"
But on the city wall, after all, the "Yong Army" side had the most people, and all the Forbidden Army soldiers who rushed to the city wall in the early stage were killed.
These surviving young men are by no means the mob that Zhou Qing mentioned, not to mention that they have been organized.
"Keep the formation stable, and there must be no chaos..."
"Throwing rocks and wood at the back..."
There were many corpses piled up and down the city wall, and there were casualties on both sides.
"Brothers, our wives and children are behind us. We must not let these bastards in. We must resist them!"
"Kill, grab food and grab women..."
There were shouts from up and down the city walls, and the battle was getting intense.
Mashan led his reserve team to participate in "firefighting" everywhere, and he would appear wherever there was danger.
The battle has lasted for more than half an hour. Although the Forbidden Army attacked the city wall, it was difficult to gain a foothold.
The soldiers and young men guarding the city all showed extremely high fighting will, making it impossible for these Forbidden Army soldiers to take advantage.
"Brothers, protect our own city and kill..."
"kill……"
Listening to the roar on the distant city wall, Zhou Qing's face turned even darker. He only heard him give an order to the person beside him: "Tell Zheng Song that if the city wall cannot be conquered within a moment, I will chop off his head!"
Zheng Song, the Qianhu whom Zhou Qing relied on most, was currently supervising the battle on the front line.
But when he gave the order, an arrow penetrated Zheng Song's throat, causing him to fall to the ground instantly while he was giving the command.
"Master Qianhu, Master Qianhu..."
Seeing that Qianhu had been shot dead, and looking at the corpses on the ground, the bloody and cruel war made some Forbidden Army soldiers retreat.
No matter how many benefits there are to fighting into the city, it only makes sense if you survive.
Life is the most precious...
When charging soldiers have this idea, they cannot charge forward without hesitation. At this time, the supervising officer should correct them.
Unfortunately, Zheng Song of Qianhu died, and the on-site command system was in disarray.
One soldier cowers, and soon there will be a second and third...
On the city wall, there were still Forbidden soldiers fighting hard, and they heard a roar from above: "Drive them off the city wall!"
