Chapter 1289: Bloody Battle

Burst! A five-foot-long arrow, with a sharp arrow, pierced the body of an armored horse, which neighed and fell to its knees with its front hooves, bringing the entire chariot to a halt.

Liu Changzuo threw away his sword and shield and rushed to the chariot, trying to separate the chariot and horse.

A few more stones flew in, knocking the horse and neighing wildly.

"Whoosh-smack!"

A stone hit the head of a horse, and the metal covering of the horse was thrown in all directions, and the huge head of the horse suddenly deflected, and the blood rain fell, and he immediately froze and fell to the ground.

The shield commander led a team to hug up, ignoring the dense arrows and stones, and firmly protected Liu Changzuo in it.

"Winding - pressing the arrow - target the city head - release!"

The Chinese army's crane shin crossbow finally began to wield its might, and it was the only weapon that the Song army could currently use against the Xia army in Guancheng.

Countless cranes and crossbow arrows rushed towards the city like flying locusts, especially the whirlwind cannons and bed crossbows on the city head, which were the focus of attention.

For a time, the sound of killing shook the sky, the arrows flew, and the Xia people also lost a lot of money in the city.

Liu Changzuo untied the horses and let the sergeants drag them away, and when he came to the cart, he beckoned the gunsmith to come over: "Push the cart!" Push under the wall! ”

At the head of the city, Liang Yongneng braved the dense crossbow arrows and frantically shook the wooden string wheel, making the huge bed crossbow re-string: "Rocket! Prepare the rocket! ”

Su Chihuo had been keeping a close eye on the city, and there were still three hundred crane crossbowmen on guard by his side, and they had not been fired.

"Ahh

The gunmen threw away their spears one after another, came behind Liu Changzuo, and pushed the four-wheeled van towards the wall together.

The speed of the van car is getting faster and faster, and Liang Yongneng's eyes are about to crack: "Shoot!" Gotta destroy that car! ”

A Xia sergeant came over with a spear-like arrow with a fireball.

Under the city, Su Chihuo saw the sparks at the head of the city, waved his hand, and three hundred crossbow arrows concentrated on the bed crossbow at the head of the city.

"Puff ......"

As soon as Liang Yongneng turned over and hid behind the bed crossbow, he could hear the sound of arrows on the bed crossbow, on the anti-arrow cowhide, and on the battlements.

The sergeants on his side fell to the ground screaming, including the sergeant who was about to deliver the long arrow.

Liang Yongneng crawled over, dragged the arrow back, and took advantage of the slightly fewer arrows to suddenly rise and put the arrow in place.

"Whoosh-" A long arrow hit Liang Yongneng in the shoulder, although there was iron armor on his body, the power of the armor-breaking cone shot Liang Yongneng staggered, and the arrow penetrated the iron armor and did not enter an inch.

"The prison army is good at archery!" Yao Lin, who was staring at the head of the city, kept the war drums in his hands, but he cheered for Li Xiang's magic arrow.

Li Xiang tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, stood straight in the flying arrows, the bow and arrow in his hand was unusually stable, and as soon as his hand was loosened, another Xia man who accidentally poked his head out of the battlements was hit by an arrow in his forehead and fell to the city.

Liang Yongneng lay down behind the battlements, drew his knife and cut off the arrow shaft on his shoulder, and beckoned to the surviving sergeant: "Shoot!" Shoot that car! ”

This was the case everywhere in the city, and Xia Jun's giant rockets began to wield, and several rockets flew out of the city, heading straight for the moving van.

Two of them missed their target, only bringing a rain of blood behind the car, shooting down several Song soldiers, and the remaining three, both front and back, were stuck on the cart, but did not cause the explosion that Liang Yongneng expected.

In the van, Shi Yong and several sergeants held a huge iron can, squatted in the car, and shook violently with the bumps of the van.

The shouts outside the car, the sound of fighting, the sound of feathered arrows galloping, and the roar of pain after being injured came and went.

Shi Yong looked at the pale faces of several sappers: "Don't be afraid! I designed this car with sandbags all over the roof......"

"Bang! While! As soon as he said this, a huge arrow pierced in from the roof of the car, and the sharp arrow hit the top of Shi Yong's steel helmet that was spitting.

"!" Shi Yong shrank his head: "Hold it down, press it down!" ”

Beckoning the sergeants to lower their already low bodies, Shi Yong reached out and touched the top of his head, the steel helmet had been punctured into a dent, and even had a broken arrow tip embedded in it.

Fortunately, the steel helmet is fixed by the inner lining of rattan hoops, and the steel shell has a gap from the top of the head, but fortunately there is this steel helmet, otherwise Shi Yong would have explained it here.

At this time, there was choking smoke coming in from outside the car, and I heard a whirring voice outside the car shouting: "Come out, get out!" The Natsu people set the fire—"

Shi Yong and the others hurriedly rolled out of the van, and the general scene of the Shura field in front of them shocked the Shi family of this generation who had not experienced much of the battle array.

Under the closed city, Liang Yongneng lit the firewood in order to prevent the impact of the van, and threw down the fire oil, and the two sides shot back and forth, the stone bullets the size of the fist of the whirlwind cannon flew sideways, and the Song army's crane and crossbow were dense at high speed, and they were quite equal.

From time to time, Xia people who were hit by arrows fell from the city, and from time to time, Song soldiers were hit by arrows and stones and were dragged away by medical soldiers.

The wave of Xia troops who had just begged Mu Yi was forced into a desperate situation, and now they fought back to the death, and also beat the Song army for a short pause.

The inside of the car was well sealed, and Shi Yong didn't know that it was already so tragic outside, there were arrows and stones in the air, and blood and fire everywhere.

was stunned, and was dragged to the back of the car by a big hand, but it was Liu Changzuo: "Are you standing stupidly as a target?!" That wall of fire, can't you get by?! ”

Shi Yong squatted down with his hand on his helmet, poked his head out from the side to take a look, and retracted his head: "It can be done!" ”

Liu Changzuo glared: "Is it really possible?!" Mate's halfway blow up! It's a trivial matter that you die, and the army can't be dragged down! ”

Shi Yong said: "I know what I do! Brothers, on! ”

"Wait!" Liu Changzuo summoned a team and covered Shi Yong with a blanket soaked in the mud by the river: "Wait for your big move!" ”

Then he greeted Su Chihuo: "Crane shin crossbow, shoot in three shifts!" Don't let the Xia people come out! ”

Soon, the cart slowly pushed under the wall again.

Now the position of the cart has exceeded the range of fixed heavy weapons such as the whirlwind cannon and the bed crossbow, without the threat of these two things, although the arrows of the Xia people are fierce, but they are helpless.

Xia Ren is still a primary school student defending the city, if it is the Song army, at this time, it should be the stone rolling wood gold juice fierce fire oil to greet him.

But it was obvious that the Xia people did not have such preparations, and the cart was close to the junction of the wall and the city gate, Liang Yongneng drew his war knife, slid down the gentle slope behind the city, and galloped back to the Chinese army: "The cavalry is ready to attack, stop them!" ”

At this moment, a violent explosion sounded outside the wall, and at the junction of the city gate and the city wall, countless bricks, stones, and mud were scattered in all directions, followed by the collapse of the city wall, and sat down with the gate tower above, and then fell apart in the huge dust and smoke.

The Chinese soldiers and horses of the Xia people were shocked by such a terrifying might, and countless horses and sergeants fled in all directions, regardless of the bullet pressure of the military justice team.

At the gap in the city wall in front, countless Song soldiers who were dyed with loess and mud rushed in with swords and shields: "Kill-"

Liang Yongneng brandished his long knife: "The Song people have broken through, and in the autumn of the survival of the Xia Kingdom, block them!" Kill—"

The horse's head was grabbed, but it was the commander of the Chinese army, who was lying in the sand, and heard him shout eagerly: "The country can have no last general, but it cannot be without a marshal, and the marshal will quickly go to the rear army to protect the prime minister and the supervising army envoy, and hand it over to the last general here!" ”

Liang Yongneng did not hesitate and said: "You must block them, I will transfer the rear army to support!" ”

He swung his sword and called to the sergeant he could muster: "Follow me!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the two teams collided in one place and fought fiercely on the ruins of the wall.

Liu Changzuo shouted and fought, and the loess on his body was stained purple mud by the blood of the enemy, like a ghost from hell.

The sand also jumped on the horse and swung his knife, slashing back and forth in the vertical and horizontal formation.

Both generals spotted each other and struggled to clear the obstacles in front of them, trying to get closer to each other.

"Boom-" "Boom-" There were several violent explosions, and the arrow towers on both sides of the gate also fell down suddenly, but it was the demolition team led by Shi Yong who used blasting canisters to blast the wall again.

On both sides of the city, there were suddenly two more gaps, and Guo Cheng's cavalry gained the way to advance, and finally rushed in.

The Xia people couldn't resist it any longer, and just when the decline was just beginning to appear, the sand found that there was a panicked shout in the army behind him, while the Song army in front of him was cheering and marching bravely, which made his pressure suddenly increase.

He turned his head to look, but it was Liang Yi's buried handsome banner that began to move towards the rear, and his rear army not only did not rush to support as promised, but fled!