Chapter 175: It's War
The "Death Phalanx" below found that the castle tower had only symbolically shot a few arrows and then did not move, so they were overjoyed and accelerated the pace of action. Several people had already reached the waterwheel and tried to hook up the cables.
By the time more than 1,000 people from the new barracks hurried to the tower, two cables had already been successfully hung on the waterwheel and the gate, and the gate could be opened only after the other two were hung.
Yang Li shouted: "Young men, the time has come to test your courage, and below you is a group of fierce enemies, who want to destroy our city gates and attack our city. Do you dare to follow me to kill the enemy now?"
"Dare!"
"Dare!"
"We are willing to follow the adults!" the teenagers were impassioned, especially when they fought with Yang Li, they were even more proud, and they didn't notice the sadness in the eyes of the veterans beside them.
Yang Li pulled up the longbow, as if all the courage in his life had been spent on this arrow. The black arrow pierced the throat of the old lady like a bolt of lightning, and was nailed to the ground along with her three-year-old grandson behind her, Yang Li looked up at the sky, the old tears were all over the place, and shouted: "Kill!"
"Kill!", after someone took the lead, things became less difficult, and the recruits followed Yang Li and shot the arrows in their hands, but most of them were not very skilled in archery, and then they simply lifted the stones of the city tower and smashed them down.
Suddenly, the flesh below was blurred, and the screams were repeated.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!" the veterans sang a mournful battle song in unison, drowning out the begs for mercy and screams below with a heroic roar. Don't let these simple teenagers discover the truth of the facts.
The screams faded away, and there were very few survivors of the "Death Phalanx", and in the end they realized that all hope was in vain.
They stopped what they were doing, looked at the tall city gate one last time, and shouted with all their might: "You must defend it!"
After saying that, they reflexively rushed to Chiyan's military formation, rushed to the Yaozi banner, and were finally hacked to death in the military formation.
"What's going on with them?", this situation made the recruits a little puzzled.
"What kind of arrows, get out of here!", the veterans unceremoniously began to push them away, "Honestly hide behind!"
"Am I wrong?"
Seeing this scene, Yang Li sat on the ground dejectedly, and when Han Ping held Yang Li, he realized that he was like a helpless old man, full of tears and trembling.
"This is war!", Han Ping was full of anger, raised his head and glared fiercely at the arrogant general sitting on the horse in front of him. Extremely sad and indignant, he roared:
"I, Han Ping, swear to kill Yao Wuyi!"
"I, Li Tieniu, swear to kill Yao Wuyi!"
"I, Zhang Hua, swear to kill Yao Wuyi!"
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Some of the teenagers in the boot camp may have realized something, but before they could solve the doubts in their hearts, they were infected by the shocking roar, and they unconsciously followed the shout, as if they had become real warriors in an instant.
A moment ago, Yao Wuyi was still watching the "Dare Death Phalanx" rush towards the gate with the mentality of watching a play, looking at the hesitation on the city tower. He proudly said to Ji Xiuyuan: "Attack the city first, we have not lost a single member, and the enemy has suffered first."
Ji Xiuyuan didn't say anything at the time, turned around and went back to straighten out his troops. At this moment, seeing the unprecedented high morale on the city tower, Fang knew that the gains of this move outweighed the losses, and he also understood that Ji Xiuyuan had already expected it, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart.
He raised the long knife in his hand high, pointed in the direction of the city tower, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Before noon, take the city gate!"
With an order, the fiercest troops from Chiyan finally began to attack. The infantry at the front slowly advanced with their shields held high, the catapults in the rear kept loading stones and throwing stones at the towers, and in the middle were the most agile assault soldiers, holding ladders, ready to be erected on the city walls.
At the same time, the heavy crossbow at the rear constantly shot the rope with the iron hook towards the city gate, and the other end of the rope was tied to the strong horse.
The fierce Chiyan soldiers ruthlessly stepped on the corpse and rushed over, unstoppable, with great momentum. The veterans of the Stygian Water on the tower were already furious, and in an instant, arrows rained down, and the rain of arrows clanged on the shields, shooting into the hearts, eyes, and limbs of the enemy.
Occupying the advantage of the high point, the catapult on the tower was obviously more powerful, and the huge stones smashed on the shield, and the first one accidentally broke off and was smashed into flesh, and the others were also smashed to the ground, and they were killed by the arrow.
The Chiyan soldiers who charged in the first round suffered heavy casualties and were quickly repulsed. But the Stygian soldiers on the city tower were also not happy, and from time to time a strong bow shot at the city tower, causing a lot of casualties. But what is more serious is that with the continuous offensive of the opponent, the reserves of bows and arrows and stones are drastically reduced.
The physical strength of the soldiers was also rapidly declining, panting, and the fierce eyes showed an unconcealable exhaustion, and they only persevered with a will.
The two sides fought fiercely with irresolvable hatred, and at this time, less than two hours before the start of the war, the rising sun had just shown the scorching temperature of the summer sun.
In the coke forest, Pang Deyi stood on a dirt slope, surrounded by a large number of soldiers. Wu Fang's unexpected assassination just now really made him feel uneasy.
"Kill them all, not one will be left!", the fat body shook with anger.
Originally, this was supposed to be an easy strangulation, but it was unexpectedly met with fierce resistance. In particular, the middle-aged captain on the other side was extremely brave, and those fledgling recruits exerted extraordinary combat power under his encouragement
Although his own side still occupies a considerable advantage in numbers, but I don't know when the fight will end like this, and his losses are inevitably too great, these more than 5,000 people are the descendants of the troops that he spent more than ten years to cultivate, and the number of personal soldiers often determines the status of the general, so he is painful for every extra death.
A hint of madness flashed in Pang Deyi's eyes, and he finally gave up the idea of capturing Chu Feiyan alive, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, he threw all the more than 800 elite soldiers who guarded him into the battlefield.
He can get the status of the state pastor, naturally not only by flattery, if you only regard him as a timid and greasy middle-aged fat man, it would be a big mistake. During this time, he had seen the situation on the field clearly and knew that these more than 800 people would be the last straw to break down the opponent's defense.
"Everyone obeys the order, there is no need to stay alive, and those who kill Chu Feiyan will be rewarded with ten gold, and they will be promoted to the captain of the halberd!"
More than 800 Chiyan soldiers, who were recuperated, pounced into the flock like fierce tigers, quickly harvesting the lives of the teenagers.
There were more than 3,000 people when they came, and now less than half of them are still alive, and they finally persevered until now, but they were horrified to find that the enemy army still had strong reinforcements.
The young man's eyes showed despair, looking at the terrible enemy who killed several of his companions in two or three strokes, the strength in his hand suddenly weakened, and when his chest and abdomen were ruthlessly pierced by the enemy, he showed a smile, and finally was relieved.
Before he died, he watched a large number of enemy troops rush towards the man in black leaning on the plane tree, and suddenly thought that it would be a good ending to die with him.
The fallen corpses were ruthlessly kicked away, and the recruits suffered sharp casualties since the eight hundred men were thrown into the battlefield, leaving hundreds of corpses behind in a short period of time.
The rest of the people all gathered around Chu Feiyan, panicked and desperate. Wu Fang glanced at everyone, and couldn't ask them for more, but said solemnly and affectionately: "You are all good!"