Xianbei's ladder was transported to the underground of the Great Wall in the north in the evening.

"Summons be on alert! The Xianbei people are about to start the siege of the city, prepare the arrows! ”

At this time, the city has already stood three Han troops, in addition to Dou Liang's department, the first to come is stationed in the pass nine beacons of Ma Play and Cao Hu Liangqu sergeant, nine hundred Han troops in the city tower waiting, their arrows have been wound, just waiting for an order.

Dou Liang, Ma Play, and Cao Hu stood behind the soldiers of the headquarters, looking at the Xianbei camp a few miles away.

Beside them were bannermen holding the order flag.

"Woo~"

Xianbei sounded the horn of attack.

Ma Wan looked at the slow approach of the Xianbei army formation and asked, "Why are there only a thousand people attacking the city, what the hell is the idea of Yigou fighting?" ”

Dou Liang snorted from his nostrils and said: "This is just a small trick to test the number of defenders, they have delayed for half an hour, and they can't figure out how many defenders we have, Yigou is cruel and ruthless, according to the time we killed these slaves, they can estimate our number." ”

"It's going to get dark, get through tonight, and we'll hold on."

"This ......"

Ma Wan has participated in several battles in the northern frontier, but has never guarded the Great Wall, I don't know the number of roads, at this moment I heard the Xianbei people speculate on the number of defenders with the lives of their clansmen, and their eyes couldn't help but widen.

Ma Yu wanted to say something more, but at this moment he was not allowed to say more.

The Xianbei slaves were divided into three teams, carrying the ladder, and were already approaching three miles below the city.

"The knife is out of the sheath!"

Dou Liang gave an order, and the sound of "poo" and "poo" on the head of the city rang out, and all the nine hundred Han troops pulled out their weapons and put them at their feet.

Dou Liang took a lunge, mounted an arrow and drew a hard bow, and threw it into the air. Then the angle is lowered a little bit, and another arrow is fired, and then a little lower, and another arrow is fired.

The three arrows were all in one go, with almost no pause.

The three arrows drew three arcs in the air and pierced themselves not far from each other under the city, each with an interval of about twenty paces.

The Xianbei slaves are getting closer and closer to the farthest arrows, and the hearts of the two parties on the city are becoming more and more nervous.

Even if the city is the Xianbei slave army with the weakest combat effectiveness, the worst equipment, and the soldiers only have a bronze weapon, it is also a Xianbei army.

More than half of the Han army at the head of the city were recruits who had just been sent to the north this year, but had only undergone a few months of training.

What's more, not far away, there is a black Xianbei camp, where there are tens of thousands of Xianbei soldiers eyeing each other. Not everyone is as experienced as Dou Liang, fifteen years of frontier career makes Dou Liang look at Xianbei's temptation as easy as drinking water, and only a man like him who has lived on the battlefield for fifteen years can be as calm as water in the face of Xianbei's army pressure.

The land of one mile was only more than 400 meters, and the Xianbei slaves carried the cloud ladder and quickly reached the distance where Dou Liang shot the farthest arrow.

The horses could even hear the panting of the Xianbei slaves as they ran.

Now is the time!

The arrows on Dou Liang's bow came out of the string, and at the same time he shouted, "Throw! Three arrows! ”

The flag soldiers around him hurriedly waved the order flag, and the small red flag was particularly conspicuous on the head of the city.

The hard bows in the hands of the nine hundred Han soldiers were raised almost at the same time, and the angles were almost the same, and in an instant, more than nine hundred arrows fell on the heads of the Xianbei slaves like locusts crossing the border.

They were the defenders of the frontier, and they had specially learned the angle of projectile during training, so the rain of arrows was very concentrated, and they nailed the Xianbei soldiers who were shrouded in them into hedgehogs.

Just a rain of arrows caused the Xianbei slaves to be in a big mess, and a cloud ladder was slapped on the ground with the slaves who were not shot because someone was injured, wailing and crying together.

Someone who is unlucky enough to be shot in the throat or head by an arrow will die and return to the arms of the god of red deer.

Someone fell to the ground with three or four arrows stuck in his body, and he didn't even have the strength to wail, so he could only try his best to keep his eyes wide, but his mouth was spitting blood outward.

There are also people who have been shot through the soles of their feet, their bodies pinned to the ground, unable to escape, and can only wail helplessly, even though they know that no one will help them at such a time.

On the battlefield, the most terrible thing is not the people who were killed, but those soldiers who were injured and unable to fight again, but also lost the ability to escape, no one retreated, even if hundreds of people were shot to the ground, still no one retreated. The uninjured slave lifted the ladder again and strode towards Xiao Pass. Maybe they want to retreat, maybe they want to run.

But behind them were guards in iron armor and long swords, who did not charge with the slaves, but hung far behind the slaves, with whips in their left hand and long knives in their right, pointing at their kindred.

"The king has an order, whoever takes a step back, behead!"

This kind of trick of the overseer team is not only played by Putou, but also by King Xianbei and Lian.

The Xianbei slaves under the city ran towards the city gate as if they were crazy, spreading their legs.

They are death squads, and they can only survive if they rush to the top of the city, otherwise they can only die under the rain of arrows of the defenders of the Great Wall, or die under the sword of the king's guards in iron armor behind them.

"Two arrows!"

With Dou Liang's roar, the defenders at the head of the city once again poured a rain of arrows down on the Xianbei soldiers under the city. As the day got darker, the sergeants could no longer see the situation below, and Dou Liang could only rely on the speed of the Xianbei slave to predict the direction of the arrows.

"King, there are not many Han troops in the city, and there are only more than 100 slaves who are hit by arrows each time, so order the siege of the city!"

Pu Tou wiped his arc knife while facing Helian.

He Lian rode on a horse, looked at the city tower opposite, and said: "I can't see anything clearly in the black press, I want to beat you." ”

The pace of the land of one horse is certain, Teng sat up from the stone, clapped his hands and said: "In this case, our brother will want this work, big brother, let's go and straighten out the soldiers and horses, and take the Great Wall tonight!" ”

"Three arrows!"

The soldiers fired the third arrow, and the Xianbei slaves were already under the city, and the first ladder was already on the city tower.

"The Ma army is waiting to guard the north of the city gate, and the Cao army is waiting to guard the south of the city!"

……

Just as the Xianbei slave army was climbing the ladder, Ma Yue was leading six hundred Han horsemen to gallop towards Xiao Pass on the grassland.

Ma Yue and Guan Yu both held hundred-pound long-handled broadswords, Guta'er held a long axe, and Yang Feng had a package hanging on his horse's hips, wrapped in two iron knives.

Behind them, six hundred men dressed in red robes and with swords and shields.

They all know that the Xianbei people must be kept outside the Great Wall, and it is easy to ask the gods to send them, and if they are allowed to enter the Great Wall, it will be difficult to kill them again.