I was kicked off the historical weekly click list again, alas.
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The horn horns of the Qiang people's attack sounded violently, passionately and continuously.
In the far and vast wilderness, the Qiang people formed in units of hundreds or thousands of people, rushing towards the city gate like a tide.
"The Qiang people are attacking -" a soldier shouted at the top of his voice, causing a commotion at the top of the city and making everyone panic.
"Shut up! If anyone yells again - kill!" Fu Xie took over the command without hesitation, then raised his arms and encouraged: "The other party is a barbarian who only knows how to make simple siege equipment, so there is nothing to worry about.
As long as we hold on for a day or two, the county will definitely send reinforcements. At that time, it will be the death of the Qiang people! All gentlemen, work hard, work hard!"
"Beat the drum——"
The thunderous sound of war drums soared into the sky in an instant.
The Qiang people in the front row held wooden shields as big as door panels high, with archers among them. Behind them were the attack teams carrying ladders, with several rows of shield bearers covering both sides. Then there was another group of archers, the warriors responsible for climbing the city.
Falling at the end, the Qiang people trotted all the way to the bottom of the city.
Fu Xie visually measured the distance between the Qiang people, and pressed down hard with his sword: "Crossbow - shoot -"
Arrows rained down from the sky, like dark clouds pressing over the top of the city wall. Qiang people kept falling to the ground after being hit by arrows, howling in their ears, but most of them continued to move forward without caring about their comrades. The Qiang people died of illness.
It is ominous, and it is auspicious to die in battle, and it is so brave.
The defenders had an advantage over the attackers. They stood taller and could shoot farther. The Qiang people endured several rounds of arrows before they were within shooting range.
Donkey Palm roared: "Shoot... counterattack... suppress the Han dog crossbow."
The Qiang people learn to ride and shoot as soon as they can walk. They have superb shooting skills and there are many sharpshooters. If the Han people show their heads, they will definitely die by piercing the brain. Dozens of people were killed and injured in a row. In the end, they did not dare to be exposed to the Qiang people again.
The Qiang people who resisted carrying the ladder took the opportunity to advance quickly to the bottom of the city. They worked in teams of two and held up the escalator with shields. They were the first to board the team and jumped up with their shields. They were as agile as apes. However, halfway up, a big stone suddenly fell, smashing the Qiang people's heads and bones.
, fell to the ground, and some determined people actually jumped directly from the ladder, preferring to break their legs rather than suffer the pain of being hit by stones. Even if a few people were lucky enough to climb the city wall, they would be immediately surrounded by many Han people who were waiting for them.
The army culled.
The two sides saw each other back and forth on the battlements for several rounds, and the fierce battle became more and more fierce. Although dozens of Qiang people fought on their own, they were firmly nailed to the battlements and refused to retreat until they died in the battle.
The donkey's paw secretly caused several warriors from the tribe to touch it. The so-called warriors were naturally stronger than ordinary soldiers. After they boarded the city, they led dozens of Qiang people howling and pounced on the Han army that was ten times their size.
There were bloody waves. No one among them could survive, they all died in the battle, but they bought precious time for those who came after them.
Seeing that there were more and more enemies, the Han army immediately launched a charge, trying to annihilate them all and regain the initiative on the battlefield. The Qiang people were not to be outdone. As long as they were given a relatively fair environment, they believed that their combat power would be absolute.
Above the Han people, the two sides were fighting in a stalemate, and their feet were bloody, stained with the blood of both sides.
When hundreds of people attack hundreds of people, not everyone can intervene. Most of the city defenses are ordinary people. Seeing that they can't hit the enemy, they stand still and don't know what to do. Fu Xie quickly ordered: "Don't be stunned, keep shooting out."
, don’t let the Qiang people come up easily.”
Everyone was suddenly enlightened, and they bent their bows and shot quickly. Everyone in the border areas was good at shooting. Although they had lost their previous level due to excessive tension, they could not stand at close ranges, and the killings were very objective.
Looking at the two sides fighting at the top of the city, Fu Xie frowned. The Han army was obviously unable to kill the enemy faster than those who climbed the city. A rough count showed that there were more than 200 Qiang people, which was twice as many as before.
"No, we have few people. If the stalemate continues, it will only be more disadvantageous for us..." Fu Xie gritted his teeth and ordered the Han army to retreat. The soldiers guarding the city were startled when they heard this strange order, but they had no time to think about it.
After a fierce attack, he suddenly retreated.
The Qiang people looked confused, then overjoyed, and came forward with ferocious faces and brandishing weapons. However, they were greeted by a violent storm of crossbows, and a large piece fell immediately, causing over a hundred casualties.
"Hurry... take the opportunity to drive the Qiang people down, hurry up..." Fu Xie shouted as he swung his sword up and hit a Qiang man first. A sword mixed with the sound of shouts came down towards his head. Fu Xie was happy and not afraid.
, fired the crossbow with his left hand, killing another person. The Fu family's disciples, Bu Qu, followed closely behind, protecting the left and right, raising their swords and spears, and killing the enemy with all their might.
Just when the Han army was about to succeed, Donkey Palm climbed onto the city wall. He was extremely powerful and led a dozen of his bodyguards to rush towards the Han army like crazy tigers. His two swords danced like windmills, and the swords were bloody.
He never fails, and in an instant there is no opponent standing within two feet of him.
"Huh...huh..." Donkey Palm stood there panting like a bull in heat, looking around with wild eyes. None of the county soldiers dared to look at him, they were all trembling with panic.
"Failed by a single step!" Fu Xie secretly regretted it and yelled urgently: "Life or death depends on this one move! Everyone, listen to my order - go - Moon Crescent Formation..."
Fu's children, Qubu, took the lead in taking action. With Fu Xie as the center, they were arranged in an arc, shaped like a crescent moon, like a goshawk with its wings spread. The county soldiers looked back at the dead city. That is our home, there are
Our family members secretly knew that the Qiang dogs would not be allowed in, so they mustered up the courage to respond to Fu Xie.
The Qiang people don't know what is the difference between formation and formation. They only understand one truth: whoever is the most ruthless will win!
The two sides collided violently, with the sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound of yelling, the sound of swords piercing flesh, and the sounds of screams and wails.
Donkey Palm swung his knife and fought fiercely. His body was covered with plasma. Most of the blood belonged to Han people. As for how many he killed, he couldn't remember. Anyway, it was more than two hands. Donkey Palm kept harvesting.
Although he was still trying to save his life, he stared at Fu Xie in the center of the Yanyue Formation without blinking. He concluded that this man must be the leader of the Han people, and as long as he killed him, the city would be taken.
A strong murderous intention burned in Donkey Palm's eyes. He turned the sword head, strode towards Fu Xie, and chopped his head hard with the sword.
Fu Xie faced the knife edge without fear.
Donkey Palm admired him very much. He was not even afraid of death. He was a man. However, he soon discovered that he was wrong. Several spears stabbed out from the side, accompanied by crossbow arrows. Donkey Palm's two knives were dancing wildly. The spearheads were broken, but his thighs were broken.
He was hit by a crossbow arrow and stumbled to the ground. In an instant, the sword and spear were at his head, and Donkey Palm rolled like a lazy donkey, escaping with his life at the cost of a knife wound on his back.
Being dragged back by his subordinates, the donkey shouted in his mouth: "Hitting people with hidden arrows is despicable! Shameless! Han Chinese are all cowards. If you have the ability, you can fight with me one on one!"
"Barbarians -" Fu Xie glanced at him disdainfully, turned his eyes to the battlefield, and felt sad in his heart: "Can we really hold on until reinforcements arrive?");.