Chu Qing once again felt the feeling of being hacked. All the people in Chang were hacked. The Ying thieves really didn't take Chang Jun seriously.
Two men on sentry duty, who could speak Chinese, went downstairs to persuade them to surrender. In one sentence, surrender. If you don't obey, you will be killed without mercy.
"Go to hell."
Chu Qing picked up his bow and fired an arrow. It could be said that it was a hateful blow, and it hit a lonely person.
Liao Wenzhi drew the string of his bow and shot an arrow through the heart, knocking down a Japanese thief on his sentry horse. He then shouted: "The commander is good at shooting."
The women of the Hu tribe did not dare to touch their conscience. At most, they touched the banknotes in their arms and shouted excitedly: "The handsome man is good at shooting!"
"I won't scold you for now. Let me ask you something else." Chu Qing looked sideways at Liao Wenzhi: "Are you a serious scholar?"
Liao Wenzhi's eyes glowed: "Here we come."
Yes, here we come. Shooting one sentry to death means not surrendering. The other sentry goes back, drums are beating, and the Japanese begin to attack the city.
There are 80,000 soldiers and horses, and you can't see them all at a glance. Even with clairvoyance, you can't see clearly.
It's not a matter of Thousand Miles of Miles, but there are too many two-dimensional war flags. All we can see is a long queue, stretching endlessly, like maggots writhing in the cesspit of Yingdao, starting to station three miles away, all over the mountains and plains.
Ying thief.
The Ying thieves who first attacked the city were numerous and densely packed, and they were all archers and longbowmen.
The vanguard troops of the siege are generally divided into two types. One is cannon fodder. The cannon fodder consumes the arrows and weapons of the defending side. Knowing that the battle cannot be resolved in a short time, it is a war of attrition and a tug-of-war.
In the other, under the cover of long archers' arrows, elite troops attack the city gates and walls.
The second style of play means that you are sure of victory and want to win quickly.
It can also be judged from this that even if the Ying thieves mistakenly believed that Chang's army would land from the south, they still did not take Chang's army seriously.
A dense rain of arrows hit the city wall. The Hu female tribe members held up their big shields and squatted behind the protective wall, feeling a little aggrieved.
The Japanese archers are almost at the gate of the city. It has been so long since I have been on Yingdao. This is the first time they have taken advantage of them, and it is also the first time they have been so frustrated.
The distance is close, too close. Not to mention the Divine Arm Crossbow, even a stone can be picked up and thrown at the enemy, and they are still gathered together. If you use the Divine Arm Crossbow to shoot like that, the gunpowder crossbow will be ignited, and it will explode into pieces.
So cool.
Unfortunately, Chu Qing issued the military order and the time did not come yet.
To defend a city, you have to look like you are defending a city. Using a gunpowder crossbow is too bullying.
Chu Qing doesn't want to bully others, he just wants to trick them.
"How about pretending to be a little bit different and shooting arrows!"
Chu Qing, who was hiding behind the shield, shouted at the Lake Girl veterans: "Can you have a little bit of the basic qualities of an actor?"
The old lady of the lake reluctantly picked up the arrows and threw them directly at the gate of the city without even using a long bow.
Chu Qing sighed.
This is the reason why he doesn't like to command the old men in Hucheng. Among these big brothers, except Cao Hu and Brother Dajun, no one understands command. It's not that they can't command, but they simply don't understand command.
The morale of the Japanese thieves was high, and the long archers almost used a covering blow to shoot arrows on the tower. The birds were chirping, and the infantry began to put up a simple long ladder on the tower.
The Japanese thief began to climb the tower, and the rain of arrows stopped. Cao Hu rubbed his hands, stood up, and was about to raise his leg to kick down the long ladder, when he realized that the Japanese thief had not climbed up at all.
"What a waste of time you are."
Cao Hu squatted down again.
He doesn't like to use gunpowder crossbows or any long-range attack methods. He likes close combat, the closer the better. It belongs to the fighting style of the Lake Girl tribe, as fast as a cheetah, as fierce as a tiger, and the totem covered with blood.
, the ancestors will give them great power.
Chu Qing looked up and found a long ladder in front of him. He picked up the long knife and waited patiently.
On the long ladder, a pair of eyes were finally revealed, sinister eyes.
Chu Qing hesitated for a moment, and looked into those sinister eyes for about a second.
"Hello." Chu Qingfeng quietly inserted the long knife into the eyes of those evil eyes: "Goodbye."
The battle has begun.
Countless Japanese thieves jumped to the city tower through the long ladder. With excited hearts and trembling hands, they climbed the city wall first, which represented honor.
However, this excitement did not last long. When they jumped to the top of the city, they saw the female members of the Lake tribe who were grinning evilly.
These Hu female tribesmen are so tough, or rather fat and strong, they are not panicked or frightened, as if they have been waiting for them.
Changjun, who was climbed onto the tower, should be panicking.
Before countless Japanese thieves died, the only thing they thought about was this question, with deep confusion.
The Hu female tribe member stood up lazily.
He stood up, chopped, grabbed the body, and threw it off the tower with one hand, all in one go, as if he had rehearsed it countless times.
Cao Hu was so excited that he grabbed a Japanese thief by the throat and pulled out the Japanese thief's throat due to excessive force.
On top of the city wall, a grand carnival of flesh and blood began.
A carnival of flesh and blood belonging to the Hu female tribe.
The space on the city wall is too small, not to mention Xiao Yi's iron spear, even Lin Kuai's double swords cannot be used, so only sword masters like Nangong Ping and Qin Qi have some use.
Only the Hu women can play this music of flesh and blood.
The Hu women are very thieves. In order to kill more Japanese thieves, they are unwilling to kick down the long and simple ladder. If it is kicked down, it will take a long time for the Japanese thieves to climb up again.
In just a few breaths, the smell of blood filled the city with the breeze.
The old cousins have given up those bad habits and will not scream when they move their hands. They are silent and use the most primitive way to carry out a massacre that is exclusive to them.
Countless corpses of Japanese thieves were thrown off the city walls.
The warm blood embellishes the mottled old city walls with a touch of eerie red.
Although Fu San was braver than any other Lake Girl cousin, he was extremely cautious. Just because he wanted to protect Chu Qing, he raised his leg and kicked down the long ladder in front of him.
Chu Qing also had time to turn around and scan the battlefield.
He had lamented countless times that he was rich, and that he was mixed with the poor Lake Girl tribe, and mixed with this group of brave warriors, fighting side by side in the same camp.
Old cousins, you are so good at fighting. They are like tireless machines. When you go to the battlefield, when you attack, you are aggressive like fire. When you defend, you are motionless. When you ask for money, you are shameless.
The drumbeats became more intense, the drumbeats of Japanese thieves.
The arrow was fired again, and the Japanese thieves who climbed the city wall were relieved.
This is where Chu Qing had to admire the Ying thieves. They were so ruthless that they even killed their own people and raped animals, even their mothers and sisters.
"Giant shield!"
Chu Qing shouted, and every ten meters apart, someone repeated the word "giant shield".
The sharp arrows flashed with cold light, and the shields turned into hedgehogs. Those Japanese thieves who were still climbing also turned into hedgehogs and died at the hands of their companions.
Liao Wenzhi was like a large clam, holding a shield in each hand. He looked at it and looked a little excited.
"There are more and more thieves, using crossbows?"
Chu Qing squatted on the ground and shook his head: "Let the arrow fly for a while."
He was waiting for the most elite warrior in the banner army, Black Armor.
It's called Heijia, not the name of the armor, but the name of the seven or eight hundred black-armored warriors who guard the Imperial Palace in Kyoto and are known as the invincible Yingdao.
Seven or eight hundred people are not many, but the meaning they represent is extraordinary.
Just like at the border, if the wolf-catching army is wiped out, you can imagine what kind of impact it will have on the morale of the border troops.
After waiting for a while, Chu Qing was disappointed. The arrow rain stopped, and there was another group of infantry climbing up.
"Go to hell." Chu Qing shouted: "Substitute the veterans of the border army and fight back with arrows!"
