Following the order, the soldiers guarding the city put down their crossbows, lifted the rolling log from behind the battlements, and smashed it down along the ladder.
The huge rolling logs were bouncing and rolling on the green ladder, roaring down. The Yellow Turban Army's ladders were all rushed, and even the bark of the trees was not scraped off. They were not so smooth, making it difficult for the soldiers climbing the ladders and the rolling logs.
It caused some trouble, but that was all. A few ditches could not stop the huge momentum of the rolling wood.
There were wailing sounds one after another from the bottom of the city. The soldiers who were trying to climb up and holding the ladder below were knocked down in large pieces, and the powerful offensive suddenly stalled.
"Tickling hook!"
The command came again, without any emotion in the tone, as if it came from some inanimate existence, but it was extremely timely and fatal!
Wang Ze seemed to be stepping on the beat of the order. At the same time as the order was issued, Wang Ze put down the rolling wood in his hand, picked up the scratching hook behind the battlement, and together with several comrades of the Royal Forest Army, hooked the end of the ladder and shouted,
Pull hard along the direction of the city wall.
Without support, the makeshift ladder could not reach the city wall and slowly fell in the direction of the hook, knocking down a large area of the Yellow Turban Army below the city.
"Put the spikes in!"
The rhythm is neither urgent nor slow, just right. To veterans like Wang Ze, it feels very familiar, as if the former comrade is still standing behind him.
The familiar partners are no longer there, but the new partners are not bad either. What's more, the old and new comrades are fighting for the same great goal together with me. Knowing this is enough.
He put down the iron hook and started operating another killing weapon.
"Crash!" This is a veritable murder weapon. Amidst the exclamations of the yellow scarves at the bottom of the city, several thick wooden boards more than five feet long and more than two feet wide roared down from the top of the city accompanied by the sound of iron chains clashing.
!The condescending momentum is already shocking, and the iron nails densely covered with sharp teeth on the wooden board are even more shocking!
The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were holding a log made of giant trees and trying to do something on the city gate while the defenders were concentrating on dealing with the ant-attacking comrades, were caught off guard and were smashed into the dense queue by the nail hammer.
Before they could even howl, more than ten people collapsed.
The remaining people were frightened and lacked strength. If they could no longer hold the huge battering ram steady, the battering ram crashed to the ground, and the city gate was also plunged into a crowd of people.
"Fire the arrow!"
At the beginning of the siege, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was quite strict. Some people held up shields, some carried ladders and battering rams, and there were archers covering the city. They fired several rounds of volleys, as if they were a regular army.
Look.
Chengtou did not launch a targeted counterattack. Wang Ze felt a little puzzled at the time, but now he has come to his senses.
General Yu obviously did not intend to waste arrows, so he did not fire arrows when the enemy's array was relatively tight. Instead, he used volleys to kill the enemy when their siege was frustrated and chaos broke out.
The lack of an initial bow and arrow attack seems to have the disadvantage of boosting the enemy's momentum. However, the Yellow Turban Army took advantage of the situation and came with a high momentum. This is not bad. Seizing the opportunity and killing a large number of the enemy's elite soldiers is the real thing.
"The sky is dead, Huang Tian is standing! Brothers, follow me!" A burly officer was furious when he saw this. He ordered his men to put several ladders together, roared wildly, and held up the iron iron captured in Linzi.
Shield, he rushed forward at the lead.
Inspired by this man, the Yellow Turban soldiers swarmed forward. The first few people held iron shields and relied on the connected ladders to form a shield wall.
The defenders at the top of the city soon noticed the strange movement here. Almost at the same time that the shield wall was formed, a huge rolling log roared down and hit the shield wall heavily, making a dull loud noise.
The shield wall trembled violently, and some of the shield holders had their jaws broken, and some had blood spurting out of their mouths. Some were unable to hold on to the ladder and fell slumped together with the rolling logs, falling into the crowd below.
But this round of attacks was finally resisted!
The shield wall was quickly replenished and restored to its order. The people below who were injured by the rolling logs refused to retreat. They just stared at the city head and shouted war cries.
"The sky is dead..."
A scratching hook stretched out from the top of the city. The soldiers who had no time to climb the ladder put their hands on the ladder. The strength gathered by everyone made the ladder seem to have taken root. No matter how the scratching hook pulled, it still stood firm without any sign of wavering.
"Huang Tian is standing!" Another stone was blocked, and the Yellow Turban soldier who was the first to climb the city felt that his whole body was filled with energy. Seeing the battlements right in front of him, he roared and raised his sword.
The cold sunshine of early winter shone on the blade, reflecting a chilly and chilling atmosphere.
"Kill!" A wave of echoes came from behind, and the soldiers climbed up to the top of the city and rushed towards the target they had already targeted.
He has already set his sights on this target. This man is a strong man. Since the beginning of today's siege, this man has thrown more than ten rolling logs, overturned seven or eight ladders, and nearly a hundred brothers have been injured or killed because of him!
And this person is still alive and well and full of strength.
The warrior was not sure whether his charge this time would be able to break through the defenders' defense at the top of the city. In the past few days, countless brothers had rushed to the top of the city, but none of them had succeeded in gaining a foothold.
The strong soldier did not think arrogantly that he was uniquely endowed. He was just convinced that as long as he killed the target he was targeting, he could weaken the defense of the defenders!
Wang Ze saw the enemy.
He was not surprised. In the past few days, his activeness had attracted a lot of hatred, and similar scenes had repeated themselves countless times. He didn't care and continued his previous actions - lowering his head and bending over, shaking the windlass vigorously, and nailing the board again.
Raised high, the sharp teeth covered in flesh and blood remain sharp!
The soldier who was ignored by the enemy was furious. He stared at his opponent with almost fire in his eyes, so much so that he neglected to observe the movement around him until several spears whizzed and stabbed in front of him from different angles at the same time.
, he was shocked!
It's already too late...
The sharp spear blade effortlessly pierced the leather armor on his body, lifting him up like a fork of meat... Just before he was swung out, the yellow turban warrior saw the city's top with the corner of his eye.
scene.
The space at the top of the city is not very wide, but the city guarding sergeants are divided into several teams in an orderly manner. Only a few people are operating various defensive equipment at the city head, and they are always in rotation; behind them, there is a group of
There are spearmen in the row; and behind them, there are archers holding bows and crossbows.
He couldn't figure out how the defenders did it, but that didn't stop him from understanding why so many brothers had climbed to the top of the city, but they had been unable to achieve results.
Xian Deng is very brave and has good martial arts skills, but no matter how unafraid of death, he cannot face the long-awaited thrusts of several spears at the same time. If the follow-up troops can continue to support them, there may be hope, but
The enemies who operate the city defense equipment will not let the brothers get what they want.
The desperate charge that climbed first did not interfere with the falling of the rolling logs and stones, nor could it stop the rising and falling of the nail board, and the blood and flesh flying up and down the ladder!
Flying in mid-air, struggling, the warrior finally closed his eyes in despair, unable to bear to see the blood of his brothers anymore, and then fell into the dust and merged with the earth.
"Archers, where are the archers? Volley, volley! Shoot the officers and soldiers to death!"
The yellow scarf general supervising the battle below the city was so jealous that he roared angrily. His heart was bleeding as he watched his brothers' flesh and blood flying everywhere, being cut down in pieces like ears of wheat.
He is angry!
He doesn't understand!
In the past, the brothers had insufficient equipment. Not to mention siege equipment, we couldn't even get all the weapons. We could only make do with door panels, cutting boards and the like for shields. It was normal that we couldn't attack the fortified city.
But now, our army is different!
The Little Heavenly Master used a spell to kill Jiao He, the governor of Qingzhou, and instructed Zhang Shuai to mobilize the army to launch an offensive overnight. Although Linzi City was strong and there were many defenders, the mysterious death of the commander greatly shook the morale of the army.
As a result, Qingzhou was besieged several times by the Yellow Turbans. Linzi, the first fortified city of Qingzhou and the former capital of Qi State, a powerful country in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States era, fell overnight!
For the Yellow Turban Army, this was a great victory, which greatly boosted the morale and morale of the army. Heroes from all walks of life who were still waiting on the sidelines rushed to Linzi like a tide and gathered under the Yellow Turban banner of the Little Heavenly Master.
, hundreds of thousands of people issued a common cry: Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is standing!
In addition to the increase in numbers and improvement in morale, the equipment in the army has also undergone earth-shaking changes.
Linzi is the seat of Qingzhou, and Qingzhou is not a remote place. The armor in the arsenal is enough to arm more than 20,000 troops from head to toe. The food and fodder are piled up like mountains, even for the Yellow Turbans' hundreds of thousands of troops.
, enough to last for several months!
Coupled with the weapons and armor captured from the soldiers defending the city, today's Yellow Turban Army has undergone earth-shaking changes. More than 100,000 soldiers and horses in the inner camp have been re-armed.
Sturdy leather armor, brand new long bows, forests of spears, sharp swords and axes, and even thousands of heavy and sturdy iron armors! Coupled with the addition of those county soldiers and generals who surrendered after breaking the city, now
The Yellow Turban Army now looks like a regular army.
So, after swearing an oath at the foot of Linzi City, the army, like a sea tide, rolled westward with unstoppable momentum and entered Taishan County!
The first goal is Laiwu City!
Then, they were full of confidence and launched an offensive towards Laiwu City with a new attitude. As a result, they suffered a bloody blow in front of the Taishan Army's solid defense like a mountain.
Brothers, your courage is a hundred times greater than before!
Brothers’ equipment is no longer what it used to be!
However, why has the result remained unchanged or even worse than before?
He could only watch as the defenders at the top of the city knocked down the brothers on the ladder with rolling logs again and again;
Overturning the ladder hook with the scratching hook again and again;
Time and time again, he put down the nail pat, stirred the windlass again, and pulled up the nail pat with blood and minced meat!
Waves of Yellow Turbans approached, and waves of people died under the city wall. The corpses quickly piled up into a hill. The Yellow Turbans stepped on the corpses of their companions and climbed towards the top of the city like ants. They were brave and fearless, but in vain!
"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is here to stand!" He couldn't figure it out, so he could only use all his strength to shout the war cry crazily, trying to gain strength from it to change the situation in front of him.
The archers of the Yellow Turban Army came out in response.
Most of them were still county soldiers in Linzi a few days ago. However, the situation in the troubled times is like clouds in the sky. Things have changed with each passing moment.
They don't want to be thieves, but they have to obey others' orders. Their own lives and the safety of their families are like a heavy burden on their shoulders. Therefore, they can only obey the orders of their old enemies and surrender to their old comrades.
He raised his bow and threw thousands of long arrows towards the city.
Fortunately or unfortunately, the results are few.
The commanders of the troops defending the city were extremely experienced, and most of the soldiers defending the city were veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. The troops brought out by Yu Jin were mainly composed of the former Royal Forest Army, and they were fully experienced in both offense and defense.
When the enemy archers came out in response, the soldiers had already shrunk behind the battlements, held their shields diagonally above their heads, and survived the volley unscathed.
"Shoot again, come forward and shoot again!" The Yellow Turban general supervising the battle was furious. When he fought with the army before, he had seen the power of volleys and even experienced it personally. According to his experience, each round of arrow rain should
It can cause heavy casualties to the enemy and a blow to morale, but how can the defenders survive so easily?
"General, this won't work..." the military academy commanding the archers reminded.
He is also an old county soldier for many years. His command ability is not very high, but his vision is very sophisticated. He can see the strength of his opponent. He will fight with such an opponent in a precise manner. He is just asking for trouble. If he wants to achieve the result, he must first win.
Just mess up the situation.
"Why not?" The yellow scarf general's eyes were red, full of hatred and anger, and his voice was as cold as the north wind: "It's okay to kill our brothers, but not the officers and soldiers? I tell you to come forward, and you come forward, who?
If you dare to fall one step behind, you will be killed without mercy!"
He put down his harsh words, and the old county soldier did not dare to argue anymore. He led the archers to the front of the queue, his eyes full of sadness.
The reason why the defenders did not fight back when their own volleys were fired was just to save arrows. Now that the distance is shortened, the power of their own volleys is certainly greater, but the defender's advantage of being at a high altitude will only be stronger!
As expected, as he got closer, he heard the obscure sound of strings being strung together, and a command that was not very loud, but sounded extremely clear: "Set the crossbow..."
"Raise the bow..." He shouted loudly, turning a blind eye to the cold light flashing in the arrow holes on the city wall, as if he didn't understand the murderous intention contained in the cold light.
Perhaps it would be better to die in battle on the day Linzi City was defeated? At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to fall into silence. The old county soldier knew that this was just his own illusion, as illusory as this sudden thought.
On that terrible night, it was not easy to die fighting.
It's not like he has never seen moth thieves attack a city at night. Such a chaotic attack is easy to deal with. In many cases, just a few rounds of volleys can defeat the opponent.
But that night, the moth thief seemed to be crazy. He refused to fall even though he was injured, and refused to retreat even after suffering heavy casualties. He just kept his eyes red and shouted the battle cry loudly. At the same time, the rumors seemed to have grown legs.
, spread crazily among the military...
Jiao Shijun was cursed to death by the Yellow Turban Little Heavenly Master!
At first, no one paid attention to this nonsense rumor.
Rumors about the little heavenly master began to spread in Qingzhou as early as the second year of Zhongping, that is, after the Jizhou Yellow Turban was destroyed. The great sage master’s personal disciple, whose magic power is not inferior to Zhang Jiao, has given countless lives with talisman water.
... Arguments like this are much the same as when Zhang Jiao raised his troops, and the county soldiers sneered at them.
If Zhang Jiao really had that ability, why didn't he use similar tactics to kill General Huangfu? Instead, he allowed General Huangfu to trap and kill hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban prisoners?
But it didn't take long for the situation to take a turn for the worse.
Faced with the sudden night attack, Jiao Shijun's flag never appeared, and the governor's staff never showed up. When the defenders went to the shogunate to ask for orders, they were shocked to find that the shogunate was in chaos, and the governor Jiao and Zhen were
's dead!
Immediately, the rumors spread even faster.
The rumors were very accurate. The reason why Jiao He would be cursed to death but not Huangfu Song was because the latter had a magic weapon to protect him. No outsider knew what the magic weapon was, but Jiao He knew it. He even knew it.
How to refine magic weapons! In the past few years, with the expansion of chaos in Qingzhou, he has been working hard to refine magic weapons.
Some people may not believe this kind of words in other places, but in Linzi City, many people believe it. Because Jiao He did this, the smoke in the Governor's Mansion has not stopped in the past two years, that is Jiao He
Proof that the governor did what he did!
Under internal and external pressure, the morale of the Linzi garrison collapsed instantly.
Want to die in battle? In such chaos, even death is meaningless, because you won't even know how you died or in whose hands you died.
After the Yellow Turban Army completely took control of Linzi City, the defenders of Linzi gradually woke up and had to accept the cruel reality, just like now.
Forget it, it’s just death in battle, just die here...
The old county soldier drew his bow string fully and shouted the same order almost at the same time as the city leader.
"wind!"
Long arrows like rain!
As powerful as the wind!
The wind and rain meet, the wind blows and the rain disperses... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature to recommend this work as a registered member. Your support is my biggest motivation.)