The siege baggage of the Feng family's army was not much, and after less than ten rounds of salvos, those large stone bullets weighing hundreds of catties had been exhausted. But the trebuchet was not immediately dismantled, but when the wagons full of sacks arrived in the rear, the shirtless soldiers began to load sacks of sacks instead of stone bullets in leather bullet bags. The slightly halted offensive resumed, and bags of new stones bounced along the path opened up by the "predecessors" and rushed to the head of the city.

The sacks placed in the leather bullet pouches are all pierced upwards, and after the catapult is ejected, the direction of the piercing mouth is naturally facing forward, and with the disappearance of power, it rushes to the defenders at the head of the city. Under the sudden gravity, the loose pockets that had been deliberately tied were stretched open one after another, and a whole bag of stones the size of watermelons was thrown out, and they all crossed the city, crossed the shield wall, and smashed down scatteredly.

They may make a heavy noise on a strong shield, or they may pass over the shield in front of the defenders and hit them in the head, or they may pass through the gaps left by the defenders in the panic and smash them on different parts of the body. Fifteen bags of small stone bullets, although they did not cause great casualties to the enemy like their "ancestors", but the hundreds of small stone bullets beat the defenders at the head of the city in a hurry, out of instinctive reaction, the defenders bent down and bowed their heads, and the huge shields turned sideways to avoid the stone bullets falling from the air.

It had just resisted the previous wave of trebuchet attacks, and with the courageous persistence of General Wang and his generals, the defenders were able to stabilize their positions without causing too much panic. And when encountering a rain of small stone bullets whose attack power was less than half or even half of the former at this time, General Wang, who had just stabilized the situation, had to withstand the stone rain above his head again, and kept cheering up the defenders: "Brothers! Hold on! Don't be afraid, go up on top! Hold up the shield! Hold on, these little rocks are only worthy of tickling us! Withstanded! ”

When the defenders saw General Wang and all ordinary soldiers braving the rain of stones to stick to the front line of the city, and quickly broke away from the initial panic, everyone found that they were just scaring themselves, those stones on the body basically did not cause much damage, with a layer of armor to counteract, the strength of the stones has been reduced to a minimum. However, there are still some unlucky ghosts who are unfortunately hit in the head, and those whose heads are broken and bleeding are supported or carried away by their companions who rush forward, and some people will be hit in the shoulder blades and cause breaks, but there are really few fatal ones.

In comparison, compared to the previous ballistas and large stone projectiles, the small stone rain at this time is already considered insignificant. Especially when everyone saw the wounded under the stone rain, the heart hanging in their throats also fell back heavily, compared to the previous situation of killing and wounding at every turn, they can hold on to the present can be regarded as being protected by the god of luck.

When the offensive weakens from strong, the situation will also take a turn. One scenario may be that the attacking side is incompetent and ready to withdraw. But this is obviously not the case with the Feng family army under the city, and it was only more than an hour ago that they "ate and drank" in front of the two armies, how could it be that they would retreat just because of this? I'm afraid that even if Lin Feng wants to withdraw from the army at this time, the many "warmongers" beside him will not easily agree, not to mention the siege troops that are already ready to be launched.

In another case, the Feng family army has already begun to do it at this time. As Lin Feng's series of military orders were issued, Li Xiaofeng and Zhou Chen stepped out one after another, waving the order flags that had already been prepared in their hands one after another, and each took over the siege troops.

Zhou Chen took over the two siege tower vehicles and the siege cone vehicle with a huge body, and slowly followed behind the three behemoths in the protective circle surrounded by the shields of a group of guards, slowly passing through the empty passage between the trebuchets that kept firing stone projectiles, and went straight towards the north gate of Chengdu Mansion in front of him.

After the operation began, soldiers opened the shields on both sides that were as high as a door, and the width was enough to accommodate fifty soldiers from behind the shields on both sides, so that they would not be injured by the bows and arrows and ballistas of the defenders when approaching the city walls.

Directly behind the siege tower, there were more than ten meters of death squad soldiers, numbering more than 100 people, and the soldiers under the giant shields on both sides jointly pushed the tower cart forward. There is also a spiral ladder fixed to the tower cart on the back, which allows soldiers to quickly climb from the ground to the top and then attack the defenders of the city wall.

As the siege tower officially moved out of its own camp, the war drums that had been erected in front of the battle began to beat at some point.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Knock knock, knock knock."

"Knock knock."

The dull sound of the drum slowly spread into the air from the drum surface made of sturdy cowhide, from slow to fast, until it continued one after another, and the siege tower cart also went from slow to fast, steadily on the right track, maintaining a uniform speed towards the city wall.

The giant cone hanging in the middle of the siege cone was large enough for two people to hug each other, and the top of the giant cone was wrapped in fine iron, exuding a thick cold air in the afternoon sun, even if it was just a glance, it would make the defenders at the head of the city feel extremely dazzling.

"Knock knock."

The sound of offensive war drums spread to every corner of the battlefield, penetrated everyone's eardrums, penetrated into everyone's heart, and made all the participants and spectators feel the blood in their bodies begin to boil at the same time. The defenders at the head of the city would take advantage of the rain of stones, and would turn their shields slightly to glance at the battlements in front of them, and then quickly stretch their heads back and shrink themselves behind the protection of the walls and shields again. However, the expressions on their faces and the increasingly tight grips on their palms could not completely hide their tension, let alone eliminate it.

The almost insignificant siege force under the city is still slowly advancing, and under the heavy drums in their ears, the soldiers are still shouting slogans in unison, struggling to push the siege towers forward. Even though they knew that there was definitely danger in front of them, and that it was a danger that could kill them at any time, there was not the slightest fear or worry on their faces, only perseverance, indomitable perseverance.

Step out of your camp and walk through the trebuchet on the front line.

700 meters.

600 meters.

This distance is already within the attack range of the ballista at the head of the city, but Chen Jingxuan at the head of the city still did not give the order to attack, after all, at this distance, no one including himself dares to guarantee that the attack of the ballista will be effective. In fact, it is not impossible to have an effect at all, at most it will slow down the progress of the siege tower.

500 meters.

Four hundred and fifty meters.

Four hundred and thirty meters.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the soldiers who operate the ballista at the head of the city will also hold the trigger of the launch with their hands, and they are too nervous to sweat on their foreheads, and their eyes are staring at the city, and the soldiers who are specially responsible for adjusting the angle are also constantly swinging the ballista to target their fancies.

Chen Jingxuan, under the protection of the surrounding soldiers, also paced to the battlement in front of him, looked at the siege tower that was getting closer and closer under the city, and slowly raised his right hand.

At this moment, Chen Jingxuan saw the siege tower in front of him clearly, and even more clearly "saw" that the death squad with the Feng family's army had begun to climb the spiral ladder on the back, and even he had seen the death squad member at the top of the spiral ladder curled up with his head curled up and hiding there.

The official siege is also about to begin.