Chapter 238 Liguo Fengyun 18

Unexpectedly, what I was waiting for was not the sound of piercing the body, but the huge inertia of the side slap of the horse lance, only to feel the same sharp pain in my chest as hundreds of fierce horses frantically stepping on, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out with a "wow", and the whole person fell to the ground in a languid, with his eyes wide open. 『言*情*首*发【Full text reading baoliny】

The other party had every chance to kill him, but he didn't kill him, why he didn't understand, his chest was like a boulder, and he almost fainted, but he clearly heard "Fifth brother, carry him into the city." ”

The battle was still going on, and the archers kept shooting at the daring insteppers despite their sore arms, but there were still people who did not care for their lives, after all, they were fierce former soldiers and horses, and they had already tied a life to their belts.

Jing Bo held the double iron chain in one hand, and carried the leader in the other hand and walked quickly into the city, Qiu Fu shouted eagerly, "There are a few of us left, come into the city quickly." ”

Wang Xiu nodded, and said on horseback, "Fourth brother, ninth brother, don't fall in love with war." "As he spoke, he had already crossed the drawbridge.

After Feng Yuan and Qiu Yun broke off, they gradually retreated to the suspension bridge, under the narrow terrain, one person used a big gun, one person used a big knife, and a fine iron armor was enough to deal with the knife and gun, almost the two of them were closed, and Wang Xiu was not worried about the two of them.

"Brother Jiu, don't be in love, go quickly." Feng Yuan picked an unlucky guy off the drawbridge, and stepped back to the city gate, Qiu Yun was still wielding a big knife, and he couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Thief dead bird, dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu." Qiu Yun's iron armor was nailed with a featherless arrow around his neck, obviously being shot by a cold arrow, but unfortunately the opponent's eyesight was too poor, and he couldn't do anything if he shot at such a short distance.

His eyes were fierce, staring at an archer on the opposite side of the drawbridge, and he yelled not to retreat but to advance, and killed five or six foot soldiers on the suspension bridge crying for their fathers and mothers, and they fell into the moat one after another.

The archers were stared at by Qiu Yun's fierce light, as if they were being topped by the ancient beasts, their faces were pale with fright, and even the courage to turn around and run away was lost, just like a lamb facing the king of the forest, waiting for fate.

"Shameless villain, accept your life." Qiu Yun smiled gloomily, ran away in two or three steps, jumped up, raised his big sword high, and cut it at the head of the archer who was sneaking up, carrying a huge strong wind.

The archer, like dementia, watched the heavy and sharp broadsword fall, and only came to his senses when the blade was three or five inches away from the leader, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and screamed, "Ah."

"Poof. Laugh at. The screams were gone, and with a dull cracking sound like a rotten watermelon, those steppers were stunned, and the archers of the Song army were also stunned, they had never seen such bloody killings, they forgot about the battle, and looked at Qiu Yun covered in blood under the firelight, like Shura who came out of hell.

The archer who attacked Qiu Yun couldn't be more miserable, the whole person was split into two pieces from his head to his crotch, and his heart, liver, intestines and lungs flowed to the ground, which made people unbearable to see.

"Who else dares to come, damn it, a bunch of bastards." Qiu Yun turned around and strode towards the city gate, but no one dared to put cold arrows behind his back, until the Song army protected him with a shield.

The corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched, he glanced at Qiu Fu, and said with a wry smile, "This old nine"

"This kid stabbed it." As the city gate closed, Wang Xiu shook his head.

"Champion the three armies." Qiu Fu smiled, blue out of blue is better than blue

"Hmm." Wang Xiu glanced at the leader who was lying on the ground, and said with a smile, "It's finally complete, take this person down and take care of it." ”

"Your Excellency is tired all the way, go back and rest first." Guan Qian went down to the city to usher in the road.

"No, let's discuss it again." Wang Xiu didn't hesitate, walked to Qiu Yun's side, and said, "Hurry up and go back and wash, look at you like a bear." ”

Qiu Yun grinned and said, "That kid sneak attack."

"Come on, go down and rest" Wang Xiu patted Qiu Yun with a smile and turned around to climb the city wall.

"Go, inform the county government over there, and spread the word that the lord will return safely."

Ascending to the second floor of the city tower, looking at the bonfire in the distance outside the city, Wang Xiu said with a solemn face, "Song Jiang is determined to win, but he has three major death holes, and we may not be hopeless." First, he made a desperate bet to fortify the city, which is unwise; second, his grain and grass are burned and he still has a strong bow, which is a fighting spirit; Third, he divided his troops to attack the west of Huai Nanjing, which is a conspiracy, as long as we hold out for seven or eight days, Song Jiang will undoubtedly be defeated. ”

"It's a pity that reinforcements from all over the country are waiting and waiting." Guan Qian hated and hated the authentic.

Wang Xiu smiled playfully and said, "Don't move forward, those guys who don't have a seed are a burden when they get to the battlefield." However, once Pengcheng is harassed by bandits, you say they can still sit still"

Guan Qian smiled evilly and said, "Cai Li played an elegant piano sound, and he was drunk."

Early the next morning, the weather is fine, the drums outside the city are shaking the sky, under the order of Song Jiang, the soldiers of the Liangshanbo army are arrayed to fight, the flags are lined up, and the swords and guns shine with dazzling cold light.

In the north city, more than 1,000 soldiers marched with neat steps, high morale to the city wall, the front row rushed to the moat with a big card in hand, covering the archers in the back row to suppress the city head, they cooperated very tacitly, but the city wall did not have any signs of counterattack, only the stone throwing machine in the city, from time to time made a "creak" machine sound, one by one fire bombs flew into the air, landed on the crowd of siege equipment advances, the sound shook the wilderness, and the explosion was terrifying.

Wang Xiu understood the shortcomings of Li Guojian, and insisted on ten days not just talking, he would never waste an arrow, and he would not kill until Song Jiang attacked the city with all his might. On the road that the enemy is advancing, the lethality of the bow and arrow is weak, and it is better to use a stone thrower, but it is a pity that Li Guojian does not have a bed crossbow.

In the face of the fierce offensive, flying locust-like arrows, the generals and colonels of various departments also conveyed military orders back and forth, and the officials and soldiers were all hiding behind the battlements and were not allowed to counterattack.

Wang Xiu watched from a battlement at the head of the city, but saw a fire bomb accurately hit a team carrying a ladder, the fire splashed everywhere, and the entire team was submerged in the sea of fire.

The first time he faced the siege of the city, as the defending party, he really felt that it was not easy to defend the city, it was by no means a fight in film and television dramas, there was no overwhelming crowd, some were just deterrence and squad attacks, and there was no exciting passion, whether it was defending the city or attacking, whether it was war drums or golden gongs, it was extremely depressing.

The arrows were still being suppressed, and the troops of the Liangshan soldiers and horses entered the attack position, and they were divided into one team after another with a simple ladder as the core, with a simple leather armor in front of them and a former servant in neat armor behind them, and more than a dozen squads rushed over with wooden planks across the river.

"It's okay to start fighting" Wang Xiu moved from the battlement and said softly.

The generals of each section of the city defense followed the rules of the defense battle, without the order of the commander, they each issued military orders, and the city walls rose to each other, "Bow and crossbow preparation, shooting." ”

"Ready to boil oil, quick, bring it to me."

"Graystone stalls ready, quick."

The city was busy for a while, crowded but orderly, the soldiers and the people performed their own duties, and the whole scene was orderly.

The first row of arrows at the head of the city was fired, and the moat was in shambles, and hundreds of people were shot on the spot, all of them were new soldiers, who were poorly equipped and had no combat experience, and were used purely as coolies and cannon fodder.

Arrows were shot down in rows, constantly changing people, and finally the bridge was erected, and more than a dozen ferries cost four or five hundred lives, but this time the bridge was not erected alone, but was pushed by carts, and the stones were filled into the moat, and in less than a while, two wide roads were filled.

Groups of cannon fodder carried ladders, under the cover of archers, and stepped over the pontoon bridge just erected on the moat to climb the city, but there were several teams of heavily armored footsteps on two dirt and stone roads, and their ladders were obviously much more complete.

Behind the first wave of attacking troops, with the fluttering of the five-party flags, more steps slowly approached, and the offensive and defensive battle between the two armies finally kicked off.

The ladder was set up, and those cannon fodder-like people climbed the city like ants, and their movements were clumsy, not at all as sharp as professional soldiers. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty in a group of several people, holding wooden poles and large forks, braved the dense cover arrows, pushed the ladder hard, and some poured boiling oil below, and then threw a torch down. One after another, under the ladder knife, climbed to half of the steps, some screamed and fell, some simply jumped down by themselves, broke their legs and feet, and fell directly into the moat, and there were not a few who fell directly into the moat, and what was even more unfortunate was that they were splashed with oil, and when they met Mars, the whole became a burning man, and the terrible screams made people feel cold