Chapter 232: Persecution (31)
Renmao Village is a military village in the northern defense system of the land in the clouds, hanging alone in the mountains, overlooking the passage under the mountain.
After Fengsui, it was followed by layers of military villages to consume the huge momentum of the southward army of the grassland.
This military fortress is not much different from the military fortress that surrounds the low mountain defense line of Cloud City. However, it is not easy to transfer manpower to this place to build a military village. Therefore, the military fortress outside Yunzhong City is a double-layer wall of giant wood and rammed earth, and various auxiliary defense systems are complete. And this outpost military village in the mountains to the north, the wall is piled up of stones, and the auxiliary defense facilities are also lacking.
But for the outpost army, this degree is strong enough. Generally, the grassland peoples go south, and they will not consume their lives here in vain, bypassing this side and going deep into the hinterland, they will have to loot a lot of villages, and a lot of raw mouths can be plundered, and for the grassland people's army, there is no food road to speak of, so why bother to attack these military villages and fight for people's lives?
Therefore, generally for these outpost military villages, don't see the time when they are alone, but they are actually quite safe. The role is to contain the flint soldiers who have returned from the beacons everywhere, to monitor whether there are any follow-up men and horses to join the invading army, and when the grassland people are forced to gather by the Han soldiers and retreat to the grassland, they will take advantage of the cheap to come out and intercept and kill them halfway.
These lonely military villages hanging in the north did not make it difficult for the army of the grassland people to advance, but to make it difficult for them to retreat. As long as they dare to invade, when they retreat, they must always throw a large piece of meat down!
The border land of the Han family, and the conquest of the grassland peoples of the past dynasties, except for a few times of deep and barren, ploughing and sweeping holes. It is more about setting up such a line of defense, striving to make every time the steppe people invade, the loss is greater than the gain. In this way, one after another once strong and ferocious nations have disappeared into the smoke and clouds of history. The soldiers and civilians in the border areas have also defended, fought, and sacrificed for this for generations.
But this time, in winter, the 10,000 cavalry of the Deacons went south, but it was unusual, one by one, they attacked and attacked these military villages, no matter how much cost they took, they also had to open these military villages in the lonely mountains one by one!
The reason why these military fortresses had to be opened is not complicated. One is to obtain the grain stored in these military villages, and go out on an expedition in the cold and snowy winter, and a little more food is a little more guarantee of survival. The second is this weather, even if the green wolf rides all of them are livestock, they can't sleep in the wild for too long, even if they have tents to avoid the cold, they should try to live indoors if they can live indoors.
The third is the most important point, we must continue to put pressure on Hengan Yingyang Mansion. And this pressure is not to rush to the city in the clouds regardless of it, this is no different from sending them to death, the best way is to lay down these military villages one after another, so that the noose on the neck of Hengan Yingyang Mansion is getting tighter and tighter!
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Above the mountains, covered in snow.
More than 100 strong slave soldiers were driven forward, borrowing the broken terrain and slowly approaching in front of Renmao Village. From time to time, crossbow arrows flew through the air, making a whistling sound that tore through the air.
But these green wolf riders approached extremely carefully, but the approach distance of two or three hundred paces took at least an hour. And the green wolf rider who was holding a bow and pressing the formation behind him did not press them much, but just followed them closely.
At the foot of the mountain, thousands of young wolves rode and scattered. Or ride a horse to patrol around, or dismount and wait. The slaves also lit the fire and took turns keeping them warm.
The banner of Obis also fluttered in the procession, and Obis sat on several stacked saddles, roasting the fire, while watching the slow battle of the siege.
Each slave soldier, dressed in a long and heavy leather robe, carried a long rope of wooden poles, gasping for breath and approaching.
On the wall, a figure occasionally appeared, and only when he saw it did he send out an arrow. Although the speed of the fire was not fast, every time the arrow was fired, seven or eight out of ten a slave soldier fell screaming. Then he was snatched down by the green wolf rider who pressed the formation. But in such weather, once the negative wound is negative, the possibility of survival is not very good.
When it was a few dozen paces away, the foot bow ridden by the green wolf at this distance could already threaten the wall. On the wall, dozens of figures suddenly appeared, and the arrows and arrows suddenly became dense.
The young wolf rider, who had been carelessly pressing the formation behind, also became serious, and shouted loudly at these slave soldiers, and if someone wanted to cower forward, suddenly a feathered arrow with a broken arrow and a strip of cloth was shot. The strip of cloth was dyed with color, and it hit the slave soldier's vest, which was a mark. If you have not made meritorious service and retreated, you will be dragged down and beheaded according to the mark!
Slave soldiers are no better than raiders, and can be used to fill trenches without care. But at this time, I can't take care of it.
The slaves desperately dug out holes, buried the wooden poles, tied ropes between them, and then took off their leather robes and hung them on the ropes, which immediately formed a rudimentary hanging wall. The slave soldiers, who were only thinly clothed, did not dare to stop, and were still desperately digging and piling rocks to make these wooden poles stand stronger.
In the process, under the dense rain of arrows, at least twenty or thirty slave soldiers fell, and the screams came one after another, reaching the bottom of the mountain.
Finally, the hanging wall was thick, and the feathered arrows hit the leather robe, which did not penetrate, and the front of the hanging wall was like grass. The surviving slave soldiers gasped and looked back at the green wolf rider who was pressing the formation. A leader of the slave soldiers, desperately waving a flag.
Only then did the green wolf ride step forward, hiding behind the hanging wall, flashing to the gap from time to time, and firing arrows at the wall. The surviving slaves took a few steps back, huddled together and shivering.
There was a whistling sound of feathered arrows shuttling back and forth in the air, and more green wolf cavalry archers were ready to step forward and rely on the hanging wall to suppress the wall. After the defenders were so pressed that they could not stand on the wall, they drove the slaves of the brigade forward and used various tools to dismantle the stones on the wall.
As long as it is a battle, it has always been such a slow pace. At this time, the organizational strength of the army has its limits, and if there are more than 10 percent of the casualties, it will be difficult to hold on. Desperate for human life ants to attack the fortification, it is an extremely difficult scene to see. Even if the raw mouth and trenches that were driven from the looting were mostly to destroy the obstacles, and when it came to attacking the fortifications, it was better to return to such a slow rhythm.
Although the hanging wall is simple, it has an effect. The green wolf rode the archer's arrows very accurately, and for a while he shot on the wall.
There were also one or two screams on the wall, which meant that some defenders had been shot.
Wait for more green wolf archers to come forward and stand still, maybe they may really be pressed against the wall!
Above the wall, there was a sudden creaking sound of winding. But two huge crossbow machines were pushed out, and the crossbow arrows like iron spears flashed with cold light, and after a slight pause after winding, a strong defender hammered a huge tooth hair.
In the midst of a loud whistling sound, the iron spear shot at the sky!
An iron spear slammed into the hanging wall, and instantly smashed the two leather robes stacked on top of each other, and at the same time drove the wooden pole to snap and break, and fell down!
A gap suddenly broke through the hanging wall, and a second iron spear came, shooting along the gap, not hurting the green wolf rider, but falling into the crowd of slaves crowded behind. Immediately, flesh and blood flew sideways, and four or five slave soldiers rushed to this iron spear, crashing into limbs and flying wildly, and blood and rain flew in the air!
The screams erupted suddenly, and the slaves retreated. There was no one to repair the hanging wall, and the green wolf rider couldn't stand up, so he could only retreat with him. Feathered arrows and crossbows were fired on the wall, and four or five green wolves were thrown on the way back!
Zhibi Sili got up with hatred and waved a horsewhip: "Bring the leader of the slave soldiers and the wolf-riding centurion!" Heavy punishment! ”