After Fu Jiang led his troops to Tucheng, he launched an attack on Tucheng without the slightest hesitation.

"Brothers, it's time to have lunch after taking Tucheng! Rush with me!" Fu Jiang held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, raising his arms and shouting.

He is the confidant of Mao Afu of the third regiment, not only in character, but also in physique, just like Dong Zhuang, more than a dozen pounds of spears, most people are holding two hands to fight, Fu Jiang can dance with one hand, the best thing is to attack and break through, the first soldier in battle, he is always at the front, these two years, there are countless scars on his body, but he is very lucky, he did not hang up, but he played a famous name, all the way up the ranks, and now he is the head of a battalion, with thousands of soldiers in charge of his hands.

There are only more than 1,000 Chu troops in Tucheng, this information Fu Jiang knows, in his opinion, in the case of equal strength, even if the Chu army has the cover of the position, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Han army, not to mention, the Chu army does not rely on the city wall, but uses the terrain to arrange a defensive position, if it is a strong city wall, Fu Jiang will be more careful, now in his opinion, fighting Tucheng is just a matter of charging.

The truth seems to be just as Fu Jiang expected, when the troops of the first battalion launched an attack on the opponent's position, all that responded to them was sparse feathered arrows, with no accurate head and sparse strength, listening to the clanging sound from the shield in his hand, Fu Jiang only sneered in his heart, and it was really vulnerable.

"Accelerate, accelerate, rush up!" He turned around and yelled.

Yu Ping poked his head out from behind the position, looked at the Han soldiers who were attacking upwards along the steep terrain, and sneered, because of the restrictions of the terrain, the higher the up, the more the scattered straggler lines of the Han army converged in the middle, and the originally sparse interval had been filled by one Han soldier after another.

Now is the time! He leaned out from behind the wall and shouted, "Throwing stones!"

On the position where there was no figure in sight, the figures of the Chu soldiers suddenly appeared, and in groups of several people, they lifted the grinding boulders one by one and threw them.

With the sound of howling wind, crushing the weeds above the ramp, the rolling stones bounced towards the dense Han army formation.

"Spread out!" Fu Jiang roared, his body jumping, and he dodged the rolling stones from among them with a nimble vertical jump that did not match his physique, but the screams behind him made him angry.

Looking back, I found that the formation of my subordinates was extremely crowded at this time, and the soldiers could not avoid it at all, and the soldiers in the front row bravely stuck their shields on the ground, curled up behind the shields, and put their shields on their shoulders, and their legs were pressed behind them, and they were actually trying to resist the attack with flesh and blood.

With a loud impact, most of the rolling stones hit the shield, the wooden shield wrapped in iron sheet shattered, and the soldiers behind the shield let out a miserable scream, and the huge shock broke their muscles and bones, but the rolling stones also stopped because of the shield and their bodies.

But there were still a few rolling stones that flew up halfway through the road because of the bumps on the ground, and crossed these flesh shields, and fell straight to the rear, grinding a bloody path through the crowd of soldiers.

"Stone-throwing!" Yu Ping shouted again, and dozens of stone bullets were pushed down, accompanied by the sound of stones rumbling, Yu Ping lifted the iron gun with one hand, supported the chest wall with one hand, and shouted: "Charge, kill them."

About three hundred soldiers rushed out from behind the breastwork after Yu Ping, and they rushed down almost with the rolling stones.

The enemy's attack came so fiercely and suddenly, it was very different from Fu Jiang's previous judgment, it was greatly unexpected to him, looking at the surging enemy, and then looking at his side, only followed by a dozen agile soldiers, and more people were suppressed dozens of meters behind him, what made Fu Jiang even more sad was that on the hillside behind him, there were many of his brother's bodies lying down, they were all injured by rolling stones, some had lost their breath, and some were still struggling in pain, Blood stained a long stretch of ramp.

"Retreat, retreat!" Fu Jiang didn't hesitate any longer, turned around, and ran back.

The soldiers of the Han army, who had just escaped the attack of this round of rolling stones, and had just stood up straight, heard this order, and the soldiers at the front immediately raised their spears and laid down a defensive line, while the soldiers in the rear turned around and backwards without hesitation.

The sound of shouting and killing suddenly rose, and Yu Ping stared at Fu Jiang, this person with a shield in one hand and a gun in the other was obviously the supreme commander of this army, and at this time, this person was standing at the front of the Han army covering the retreat.

"Kill!" Yu Ping roared angrily, the iron spear in his hand was distracted and stabbed straight at Fu Jiang, almost at the same time, Fu Jiang did not retreat and counterattacked, and went straight up, the iron shield waved, and smashed on the stabbing spear, Yu Ping's wrist shook violently, and the iron spear in his hand was involuntarily raised upward, and the opponent's fierce roar came from his ears, the cold light flashed, and the spear stabbed in the chest, almost subconsciously, Yu Ping turned sideways suddenly, and with a bang, a soldier who was closely following him was stabbed in the chest and abdomen by this shot, and the opponent picked it with one hand, actually picked up this Chu soldier in the air, and with a flick of his arm, the soldier who was still screaming was thrown out and knocked down several people.

Yu Ping was shocked in his heart, the strength of the opponent was so great that he almost didn't believe his eyes, and with a gun in one hand, he could actually volley people in the air.

Fu Jiang was resentful in his heart, the spear in his hand was stabbed out, and the shield in his other hand danced, harvesting the opponent's life like mowing grass, Yu Ping was horrified by his momentum, and he didn't dare to fight him face to face anymore, avoiding him, and only attacking those ordinary Han soldiers.

There were only more than 100 soldiers left behind to cover the enemy, but they stubbornly choked the path of the opponent's pursuit, and if the opponent was allowed to rush through their defense line to attack the retreating Han army, the consequences would be unimaginable. Yu Ping had already seen that the opponent's second team had already shown its form from behind the wall.

The opponent is from top to bottom, the impact is beyond doubt, and the Han army that is leaning back to compete with the opponent is undoubtedly at an absolute disadvantage, but what shocked Yu Ping is that in this extremely passive situation, the opponent has burst out with incredible combat effectiveness, the battle between the two sides is extremely fierce and cruel, almost life for life, every time you kill or injure an opponent, your side will inevitably fall a person.

This is unacceptable to Yu Ping. Because he only has a total of about 1,000 people, and the battle loss ratio with the opponent is 1 to 1, it won't be long before the earth city will change hands, and behind the opponent, there are thousands of soldiers who are killing here.

"Retreat!" He retracted his spear and stepped back." Retreat to the line!"

The Chu army retreated, but the Han army on the opposite side did not attack upwards again, half of them were on guard, half of them were dragging or hugging, and the dead and wounded comrades were also brought with them, and then they slowly retreated downward.

Yu Ping stood on the hillside, looking at the regrouped Han army at the bottom of the mountain, then at the broken Han army that was still slowly retreating, and at the Han army general who was dragging at the end like a god, and the hand holding the gun shook slightly.

In this first battle, he did win, but he was not happy at all, and the combat effectiveness shown by the opponent made him finally understand why General Qu Wan was defeated in the Qi State.

The victory in this battle is based on the opponent's contempt for him, but the next time the opponent comes back, it will not be so easy.

"Arranged!" Two words burst out of his mouth, Yu Ping turned around and walked towards the back of the position.

The soldiers ran out from behind the ramparts, holding stakes and antlers in their hands, wielding sledgehammers, nailing these things firmly to the hillside, and a basket of thistles was carried out and scattered on the slope of hundreds of meters.

Separated by a distance of hundreds of meters, Fu Jiang looked at the opponent's pale face calmly arranging the defensive line, and now he understood that the opponent did not arrange these things before, just to let himself despise them, and use his contempt for them to give himself a stick.

And they did. In the first battle, he lost almost a company, more than fifty people were killed on the spot, and dozens of others were wounded of varying severity. The company with the strongest combat strength has lost half of its combat strength and is no longer able to organize an attack on its own.

"Order the troops, rest on the spot, how far is the baggage company from us?" Fu Jiang asked.

"Battalion commander, the soldiers of our three companies ran too fast, and they threw off the baggage battalion for nearly half a day. After all, this is not a domestic country, and the traffic situation is too poor for the convoy to keep up." Behind him, the second company commander Xie Rong said in a low voice.

"Send someone to destroy the baggage company to speed up."

"Battalion commander, the opponent has already made full preparations, I just went to see the stones that rolled down, they were all polished, not found in a hurry, which shows that the opponent's attack on us has long been expected, should we report this situation to the regiment commander first, this is completely different from our pre-war estimate!" Xie Rong Dao.

"There are less than a thousand of them, and there's nothing wrong with that." Fu Jiang stared at the enemy's defense line in the distance with blood-red eyes. If Tucheng is taken by us, the main force will be able to approach Pengcheng, this battle needs speed, if it drags on for a long time, Chu State may increase its troops, and it is easy to fight a stalemate war, this is not what we want to see above, as a striker, even if the sacrifice is greater, we must complete the task handed over by the top." Fu Jiang shook his head and said: "Xie Rong, as soon as the baggage arrives, your second company will attack, and the first company of people who can still fight will be reorganized as your reserve. I don't want to be here with the enemy while the regiment commander is here!"

"Got it!" Xie Rong straightened his chest: "As soon as the long-range weapons arrive, these southern barbarians will not be able to hold it." (To be continued......)