Chapter 565: Attack on Xianwei

The battle against Xianwei began immediately as Xian Yu Liangyan fled back to the village!

If it weren't for Helian Yuntian's deliberate actions, there would have been no need to be so urgent.

Helian Yuntian felt that it was very necessary to attack quickly, because the time and some things were a bit coincidental.

Just now, when Xian Yu Liangyan entered the Xianwei wall and arrived in the village, Helian Yuntian's front foot and back foot also arrived.

As soon as he arrived, the brigade of Heling Village, which had been arranged to attack Xianwei, also rushed over.

If they had arrived a minute early, they would have stopped the people too.

It's such a coincidence, as if the person was deliberately let go.

Since there is such a suspicious coincidence, then Helian Yuntian can no longer delay, otherwise those who have a heart will be able to seize the handle and have something to say.

So, he ordered the siege of the city immediately!

Of course, this is to avoid suspicion, but in fact, it has no adverse effect on the people of Xianwei and the fresh beauty.

Anyway, it's going to be besieged, and it makes no difference whether it's early or late.

Helian Yuntian besieged the city using the ancient siege strategy, that is, the siege of three is missing one, three sides are surrounded without leaving dead ends, only one side is not encircled, and the villagers are allowed to enter and exit at will.

This is an all-encompassing combat strategy summed up by the long history of war experience of the Chinese Upper Kingdom.

Whether it is the central village of Huying or the three satellite villages, such combat experience is very rich.

After all, the ancestors of these four villages all grew up in the flames of war.

In their early careers, perhaps it was still a relatively primitive war strategy, fast horses and long knives, and went to the battlefield to fight the enemy.

The strong wins, the weak loses, and it's very simple.

Later, however, their special field gradually entered the Central Plains, where there were cities and villages everywhere, and there were few wildernesses such as prairies where horses could gallop with swords.

The main mode of warfare became the siege of the city.

In this situation, the fast horse knife still has some effect, but it is no longer a key role.

If the city is high and the city is solid, even if the horse runs as fast as a horse, you will not be able to jump into the high city.

Even if your knife sharpens iron like clay, you will be helpless when it touches a castle made of stones.

Even if you don't cherish your sword, using your sword to cut down a stubborn stone and break the blade will leave a white mark on the stone at most.

After many failures, everyone summed up a set of experiences.

If it weren't for the enemy of life and death, leaving a way for those who defended the city to survive, things would have become much easier to solve.

Leaving a way for others to survive is often also leaving a way for yourself.

Block the enemy's way of life, and your own way of life will also be blocked.

This siege is a fixed siege and seizure mode produced in this situation.

For example, this Xianwei, guarded by high walls on all sides, if the people inside are stubbornly defended, not to mention that the people in Heling are evenly matched, it is twice as much, and it is difficult to say that the city must be broken.

Therefore, Helian Yuntian didn't say a word, and came up with a circle of three missing one.

The three sides that were enclosed were the east side, the south side, and the back side.

There is no obvious reason here, in fact, it is because these three sides are convenient, which is just suitable for the people of Heling to spread out the formation.

In fact, in this way, it is also beneficial to the people of Xianwei, if they want to escape.

Because the west side of the village, although it is not a mountain like Huying, it is not a flat field, but a hilly area with barren grass.

At the end of this hill, it is actually connected to Xuankong Mountain, which is the West Mountain adjacent to Huying.

In addition to the fact that the western part of the village is not flat farmland but a hill, there are no official roads, let alone those that can be opened to traffic.

But it is precisely because of such topography that it is more suitable for Xianwei's people to escape.

Of course, they had to have such a desire to escape.

At least at the beginning of the offensive and defensive battle, the villagers of Xianwei had no intention of escaping under the leadership and arrangement of Xian Yuliangyan.

They also don't have any specially designed strategy, that is, the soldiers come to block, and the water comes to cover the earth.

Wherever someone attacks, someone intercepts.

After Helian Yuntian led the Heling people to surround Xianwei, he did not rest, and immediately launched a siege battle.

The people who attacked the city were all peasants, and of course they didn't have that kind of huge siege equipment.

They also do not have a modern range of weapons, not a single automatic weapon, not even muskets, bird guns.

But they have farm tools! The farm tools in their hands are their sharpest weapons.

These tools are prepared for farm work, so they are very effective in using them for farm work.

No one knows, and using them to attack the city is also terrifying!

The key is that these farmers are experienced, and they know how to use them to get the most out of them, even beyond them.

It's important to note that none of these things are illegal!

The household goods used when doing farm work are now readily available and can be used at hand.

First of all, a powerful wall-tapping equipment is a large agricultural machinery tractor.

Not a walk-behind tractor, but a heavy one, somewhat similar to an armored car.

The peasants of Heling drove six heavy guys, all of them crawler, and they all drove over vigorously, and they all carried a digging bucket.

These tractors are distributed on three sides of the fence, but not in the direction of the open side of the net.

When he drove to the front of the wall, the huge support arm stretched out, and he swung out a bucket to dig at the wall three times in a row!

This big guy is very powerful, and if it weren't for the hardness of granite, the rock would be gnawed off a piece!

It's a pity that the walls here look a little black and inconspicuous, but they are very hard, and the iron mouth and steel teeth can't even be gnawed!

I took three bites, but I didn't even bite a bite!

The only effect was to gnaw a few white marks on the black wall.

There was a bucket that may have been injured in the first place, but it was still a tooth, leaving a gap more than a foot long.

If the bucket doesn't work, those tractor drivers will stop, and if the wall shovel doesn't move, they won't compete with it, and it will be a big loss to break the beloved tractor.

That's a very valuable possessions!

Those tractors are now actually personal property, and not only are they very good for farm work, but they also have a lot of commercial value to be developed.

For example, you can engage in transportation, and you can also contract earthwork construction projects, which is not substantially different from doing farm work.

There is only one young man who is more flustered, and this kind of big guy can't deal with a stone wall and is very unconvinced.

Everyone else evacuated from under the wall, but he only took a few steps back, and then waved the bucket to the root of the wall.

I dug about a dozen shovels, and I was stunned to dig a big pit one person deep.

It flipped the bucket over, went deep into the pit, rubbed the bottom, and dug into the wall.

His idea is good, if the foundation of the wall is not deep, it can be demolished!

Unfortunately, everywhere the bucket went, it was still the same stone as the one on it, and the bucket was still powerless.

The stunned boy couldn't go any longer, and drove back in frustration.

But I didn't expect the guards on the wall to scream.

"Don't go! You can keep digging! If you can dig one, you can dig three! Now that you've dug one person deep, you can dig three people deep!"

Some people said: "Peeing with your back hand, no one will accept you!"

In the roar of the tractor, the stunned boy heard those noisy sounds, and the shadow seemed to be sarcastic about himself, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

I am quite proud in my heart, although my independent special deeds have no results, but it is also very good to arouse people's ideas!

Everyone has been young, and young is just the age of fantasy, thinking about it is inevitable to be whimsical, and in a trance in my heart, I almost didn't have an upside-down onion folded off the driver's seat.

The young man was stunned, but it was a matter of life, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly stabilized his mind and concentrated on driving.

The big tractor returned in vain and returned defeated!

So how about a small tractor?

Then came a field of walk-behind tractors, which drove up on a grand scale.

There were thirty cars in total, still evenly distributed, with ten cars on each side.

The roar of the walk-behind tractor was loud and high, and the whole space was filled with the sound of da-

If you just listen to the sound, it's much more magnificent than those big tractors!

These walk-behind tractors also have one driver each, half male and half female, and everyone is a veteran driver with extremely skilled driving skills.

I saw that they drove a farm machine with a maximum speed of 20 kilometers per hour to a speed of 40 miles, and it was quite steady, and the pace was quite consistent.

When they reached a distance of a kilometer from the wall, they drifted to show off their skills, and then made a ninety-degree turn and stopped against the wall.

At this time, there were three walls that were surrounded, and on each side were two large tractors and ten walk-behind tractors.

The ten walk-behind tractors swung very quickly between the two large tractors, all at the same distance from each other.

At this moment, a military horn blew loudly, and a rolling sound was heard in the roar of the tractor.

With the sound of rolling, a platform rises on the rear compartment of all tractors, whether it is a large tractor or a small tractor.

The platform of the large tractor is quite wide, and ten people can stand on the platform.

The platform above the walk-behind tractor is relatively small, and only four people can stand on one platform.

Those who are familiar with local farming know that persimmons are produced in several nearby villages, and the persimmon trees are quite tall.

In order to facilitate the picking of persimmons, the agricultural machinery department specially researched and manufactured this automatic lifting platform for them.

In this way, these large and small tractors can be driven into the fields, close to the tall persimmon trees, and the villagers can climb to pick persimmons.

There is really no limit to the creativity of the peasants, and now they are using such a platform to attack the city!

I saw that each platform was full of people, holding their own familiar weapons, that is, farm tools, of any kind and model.

It seems that many people still know what they are here to see, because the most people have pickaxes in their hands.

It is the kind of sharp tool that can cut loose soil and cut through solid rocks.

Of course, it is used to kill people, and it is also very effective.

The person who is attacked, even if he has a copper head and an iron back, can't withstand that pickaxe!

Absolutely wherever it is planed, there is a transparent hole.

There was another rolling sound, and the platforms of the big tractors were raised to almost level with the wall!

The platform of the walk-behind tractor has also been raised to more than half the height of the fence!

Another military horn was loud, and the people on the platform followed the order of the horn, in unison, and shot violently!

The sturdy villagers on the small platform all raised their pickaxes and slashed down the wall fiercely!

The hard wall was even dug out of a hole with a pickaxe.

The people on the big platform are even more ferocious, and with the support of the platform, they jump directly to the top of the wall!

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded!

In the blink of an eye, it spreads throughout the battlefield.

"Ladies and gentlemen, when the wicked guests come to the door, don't you give them a warm welcome? If we are not polite, others should blame us for not knowing how to be hospitable!"

Isn't it the one who is fresh and beautiful?

In response to her, there was a loud cry from all over the wall: "Xianwei villagers, welcome!"

The people on the wall suddenly appeared, like mushrooms suddenly growing all over the ground after rain.

Although the size is uneven, fortunately, there are everywhere, densely standing on the wall.

However, most of them disappeared immediately after showing their heads.

Faster than the mushrooms disappeared in the fierce sunlight after the rain, only showing their heads for a moment, and then shrunk their heads, and disappeared, leaving only the strong men with farm tools in their hands to entertain the guests.

The villagers of Xianwei are very thoughtful, adhering to the principle of first come, first served, and giving these guests a home-away hospitality.

First of all, the guests who wanted to jump up the wall, they were all treated with the warmest hospitality!

Corresponding to the fence above each large tractor, there were about a dozen people standing.

Each of them held a long pole in his hand, the length and style of which resembled a lasso.

It's just that what they are holding now is significantly different from the actual pole.

The kind they use, there is no noose at the top, but a small basket.

It turns out that this is also a farm tool, that is, a tool for picking persimmons.

Those persimmons that grow high in the treetops, even the most capable of climbing trees, will not be able to go up.

If you don't have the right tools to pick, you can only sigh and sigh, you can't eat it yourself, and leave it for the birds to eat.

However, when farmers deal with such things, they are definitely one foot higher than the devil.

They have long developed this special tool with a long pole and a small basket, which is specially designed to pick the high-end fruits of large trees.

Now the bird is tragic, and can only face the miserable call of the empty persimmon.

Today, this kind of persimmon picking is not to make the birds miserable, but to replace those who jump up.

As soon as they left the platform on which they were lifted, a set of poles came to the wind, and they came suddenly! Of course, this is a more powerful persimmon-picking artifact than a horse pole.

And then they, the besiegers who scrambled to jump up, were tragic.