"Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Seven, The Battle Begins"
Four days later.
The city of Mongolia was shrouded in a cloud of war, and even ordinary residents could clearly feel that the streets were full of soldiers patrolling back and forth at the moment, deserted, and occasionally one or two dog barks could be heard.
At this moment, Lu Chengfeng looked into the distance at the head of the city, his face was solemn, he knew very well what he was about to face, it was the elite soldiers of Yan Kingdom, Yu Linwei, he really wanted to escape, but he couldn't, from the information obtained from Zhao Lei, it is not difficult to find that this life and death situation is the last test of Baili Lin for himself, this is his only hope for rising, it is better to give up his life to fight for him a new world.
A burst of thunder pulled Lu Chengfeng back to reality, and a black line appeared at the end of his sight, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, like thunder, shook the city wall slightly, and turned to look at the people behind him.
"Everyone, only a war can have any hope of survival, otherwise the day the city is broken, it will be the time when you and I will perish" said in a deep voice, "You don't want to stay out of the matter, that is the way to die, if you can successfully overcome the current difficulties, I promise that in addition to the conditions agreed before, I will also send the top soldiers, and I will weigh it myself." ”
"It's a death on the left and right, for a hope, not for yourself, only for the tribal family, the top soldiers, the old man hasn't seen it yet. Someone shouted.
"Yes, a duel out. ”
"It's just a big scar when he dies, and the old grandson is out of the way to give the child a future. ”
"Battle !!!"
The black shadow is like wind and sand, but half an hour, to appear less than fifty zhang distance from the city gate, the soldiers are mighty, the blood is rolling, the front of a tiger beast carrying a big man in the shape of a man slowly walked, with disdain in his eyes, to ten zhang outside the shouting, "Yulin Ma Liang, by the princess's order, open the city." ”
Zhang Hu pursed his lips and shouted, "If you don't open it." ”
"Hehe, the day of the destruction of the city is the matter of destroying the nine clans, and you will have time to wait for a stick of incense. "After that, he turned around and left.
The time for a stick of incense came soon, and Ma Liang saw that the other party had no intention of opening the city, as if he had expected it, and said to the deputy general, "When the time comes, attack the city." ”
"No. ”
When the more than 6,000 Lin soldiers heard Ma Liang's order, they all took out a powerful crossbow that had been wound from the huge leather bag next to the saddle of the wild beast. The shape of the crossbow is exactly the same as the nine-fold crossbow, saying that this crossbow is a sharp weapon for the attack of the Yan Kingdom, which is on the wall of Mengcheng, but the heavy crossbow that appears in front of you is three circles larger than it, this is the special 'Nine-fold Cloud Piercing Crossbow' specially configured by the Yan State for the elite army directly under the royal capital, and the power is more than double that of the nine-fold crossbow guarded by the private soldiers of those wealthy families.
All the knights of the Yulin Army raised their nine-fold cloud-piercing crossbows together, and as Ma Liang raised his right arm and swung it downward, the brackets of all the crossbow bows were pulled at the same time. With a loud bang, a dark cloud flew into the sky from the heads of those knights of the Yulin Army, and more than 60,000 pure steel crossbow arrows quickly flew up to a height of more than 100 zhang, crossed a distance of about 50 zhang, and rushed to the head of Xiaomengcheng.
More than 60,000 pure steel crossbow bolts completely covered the walls in this direction. The pure steel crossbow arrows that fell from a high altitude, if it was one or two, Zhao Lei still had the courage to resist, seven or eight, he could easily dodge it. But tens of thousands of dense crossbow arrows fell like dark clouds, and Zhao Lei was also so frightened that his hands and feet weakened, and he hurriedly shouted and fled under the city wall.
Those who reacted all jumped off the city wall and stood close to the root of the wall. This is the dead end of the crossbow arrows, and it is the only safe place on this part of the wall.
The two thousand soldiers of the city guard on the city wall watched the tens of thousands of crossbow arrows fall from the sky, they were all dumbfounded, and none of them could react. With the sound of 'fluttering' through the air, the crossbow arrows fell rapidly, piercing the corpses of these soldiers.
The miserable howl continued to sound, and the city was densely filled with more than 10,000 crossbow arrows, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the wounds pierced through the human body like a fountain, instantly dyeing the city head blood red. The mud walls quickly absorbed the viscous, hot blood, and slowly turned a strange soy sauce color.
Tens of thousands of crossbow arrows were fired into the city and landed in the houses near the walls. Countless terrible howls came from the houses. These crossbow arrows made of pure steel are extremely heavy, falling from a height of more than 100 zhang, with great kinetic energy, and can penetrate two heavy armors, not to mention the fragile human body? The people who were hit by the heavy crossbows were all nailed to the ground with barbed crossbow arrows, and could only howl madly and wait for death.
There was a loud bang, and seven or eight houses were shot by the dense heavy crossbows that broke the main load-bearing columns, and the three-story pavilion collapsed with a bang. The dust was noisy, and there was a crying and shouting everywhere in Xiaomeng City, and Ma Liang's loud shout containing powerful qi and blood made everyone in Xiaomeng City hear his order not to stay.
Lu Chengfeng's face turned pale, he clenched his fists and shouted: "Fuyangjun, Princess Yingchuan! Lu Chengfeng will not die today, and he will definitely fight with you!"
Zhang Hu, who was guarding the side, stomped his feet fiercely, and said scoldingly: "It's not a level opponent, you can only protect the elite around Gongzi first." Those city guard soldiers can only give up! Damn, I have to lead the city guards and the Yulin army outside to fight hard! If the momentum is not right, at least give us enough time to retreat! It would be nice if the Baili seniors came forward. After saying that, he also felt that it was impossible and shook his head.
The Yulin Army's combat strength was so strong, and the Nine-Fold Cloud Piercing Crossbow killed more than 2,000 city guard soldiers in a single salvo, Zhang Hu had no confidence to rely on the city guards who lacked armor and weapons to deal with the enemy. I had no choice but to protect the elite soldiers around Lu Chengfeng first, and I could only sacrifice these city guards and try to create a chance for these elites around Lu Chengfeng to break through.
"I can't retreat, if I escape, all my efforts will be in vain, and I will fight to the death. Lu Chengfeng said resolutely.
Seeing that Lu Chengfeng had made up his mind, Zhang Hu was helpless, and he also had some guesses in his heart, Lu Chengfeng was afraid that he would rely on him if he didn't escape, his eyes rolled sharply, Zhang Hu pulled Lu Chengfeng up, and led everyone to rush to the city guard mansion, and moved all the gold bricks under Lu Chengfeng's bed and piled them up in the open space in front of the city guard mansion. Quickly summoned all the city guards and soldiers in the city to gather on the street, Zhang Hu pointed to the gold bricks and shouted: "Brothers, someone wants to embarrass Gongzi! There are 200,000 gold here, kill them all, the gold is yours!"
The eyes of the soldiers of the city guards lit up, and they raised their weapons one after another, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death!"
More than 20,000 people chanted the slogan of 'Fight to the Death' in unison, and the sound of the battle horn soared into the sky, shaking the ground of Xiaomeng City.
Baili Lonely was leisurely drinking a little wine, watching everything that happened in front of him, the life and death that ordinary people saw, he would not interfere, and at this moment the spiritual sense had already covered the entire Mongolian City.
Ma Liang, who was outside the city, heard the crazy howl inside the city, and his face couldn't help but change. The morale is like this, and it seems that it is much more difficult for them to break through Xiaomeng City. They firmly believe that the power they brought is enough to slaughter Xiaomeng City, but if the Yulin army has too many casualties, how can they explain to people from all sides when they go back?
After hesitating for a while, Ma Liang issued a new command.
More than 6,000 wild beast knights divided into four brigades and surrounded Xiaomeng City from four directions. The nine-fold cloud-piercing crossbow was all rewound and reloaded.
Under the urging of Ma Liang, more than 800 people who escorted the convoy unloaded the goods carried on the car, and after being busy, they finally assembled 80 odd-shaped machines.
These machines, shaped like coffins and with four wheels under them that can be dragged by human power, are divided into four teams, which also surround the city of Little Mong from all sides.
Standing on the roof of the city tower of the city guard mansion, Lu Chengfeng's face turned blue when he saw these machines.
"Princess Yingchuan's slut, in order to take revenge on her son, she even transferred out the 'ink machine' that guarded the royal capital?"
can hear the gentle and elegant Lu Chengfeng scolding the princess of a country as a cheap product, Zhang Hu feels very novel.
But what is it that can make Lu Chengfeng lose his temper?
"What is an ink machine, is it strong?" Zhang Hu hurriedly asked.