Suddenly, Li Xinchen remembered that in the Great Battle of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty, the Northern Qi Dynasty had the upper hand, and it was Wei Chi Hui who led the army to break into the Northern Qi army and rampage, which blocked the momentum of the Northern Qi pursuit and made the Northern Zhou army retreat safely.

At that time, Wei Chi Yuan's decisiveness, the decisiveness of his troops, and the ferocity of his charge and killing made all the generals of the Northern Qi and Northern Zhou Dynasty admire. In the end, although Wei Chi Hui paid a lot of price, he preserved the meager family foundation for the Northern Zhou, thus laying a solid foundation for Yuwen Yong to defeat the Northern Qi in one fell swoop.

It is precisely for this reason that after Wei Chi returned to the dynasty, he was crowned Taibao, and soon after, he was crowned Zhuguo, becoming the mainstay of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Thinking back to the ruthlessness of that captain's fight, it seems that it is nothing today.

Li Xinchen squinted, this old general seems to be good at solving the dilemma, no wonder Yuwen Yong will send Wei Chi Hui to Xiangyang, once there is a change in Jiangling, in the case of few soldiers and an unclear battle situation in the north, Wei Chi Hui is really the best candidate.

And judging from this battle alone, this old general is not really old enough to fight on the battlefield.

Since Li Xinchen has already made up his mind not to get out of the way, Wei Chi Hui obviously directly chose the most straightforward way to fill in a road with human life.

Looking at the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty who came up one after another, Li Xinchen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, isn't that the truth.

"Rolling stones, throw them down!" Chen Zhishen's voice echoed in his ears, pulling Li Xinchen back from his illusory imagination and emotion. I don't know when the ladders have been erected on the head of the city, and the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty are desperately climbing up.

In the absence of large siege equipment such as rushing cars and ladder vehicles, they can only attack through this simplest method. And almost every battlement has been put on a ladder, if you look at it from the perspective of the Northern Zhou people, you will be shocked by the number of ladders and the density of soldiers on the ladder.

When the number of attackers reaches a certain level, no matter how strong the city is, it will not be an obstacle to their advance, even if they end up piling up a road to the city with corpses.

It is clear that the order given by the lieutenant is at all costs.

In addition to using this simple ladder, many of the soldiers also carried sandbags and threw them together, apparently also wanting to build a slope that would lead to the top of the city by means of negative earth.

After all, Zhangshan County is far from high compared to cities such as Gangneung, as long as there is enough time and manpower, this is completely feasible.

Most of the soldiers who rushed up with sandbags on their backs were shot by arrows, or hit by the logs and rolling stones thrown from the city, and soon became part of the slope like their sandbags. However, the entire slope is growing and expanding at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

"Crossbowmen suppress the enemy's flanks." Li Xinchen frowned, he knew very well where the biggest threat to the city was, there were only a few soldiers who rushed up through the cloud ladder, even if it really caused a dangerous situation like the last time, Li Xinchen could at least use the reserves in his hand to force them down.

However, once the enemy built a slope that extended to the top of the city, the soldiers who came up in a steady stream at that time were not something that the more than 2,000 people under Li Xinchen's command could resist.

What is the end of the mantis arm as a car, Li Xinchen doesn't want to try.

The arrows on the head of the city were once again dense, and the whistling arrows sank into the chests of the Northern Zhou soldiers, and those soldiers who tried in vain to approach the earthen slope that had unknowingly built a wall one-third the height of the city wall were all shot down by the arrows.

Soon, the Northern Zhou people also discovered the intentions of the defenders in the city, and the arrows released also saw that they had a target. The crossbowmen on both sides kept getting arrows and falling, but no one retreated, but most of them gritted their teeth and moved forward, trying to send their arrows farther into the enemy's chest.

Shields moved up and down the walls, and the shield-wielding soldiers did their best to block more arrows for their companions, and when the crossbowmen were already red-eyed, why didn't they grit their teeth?

"Kill!" A loud shout came from a battlement, the figure shook, and a burly Northern Zhou soldier jumped onto the female wall, and the big knife in his hand directly split a Southern Chen soldier who stepped forward to block, but before he could swing the second knife, three or four spears had already come at the same time, piercing his chest.

The Northern Zhou soldier's eyes widened, and he looked at the gun that sank into his chest in disbelief, and the South Chen General on the opposite side smiled fiercely, pulled out the gun fiercely, and then stepped forward with a kick, and kicked the Northern Zhou soldier straight down the city wall.

"Get out of the way!" The general roared, and the spearmen who had rushed forward hurriedly retreated, but one of them was still shot in the arm by the arrow that followed, but the soldier gritted his teeth and said nothing, and pushed his companion away and retreated to the back, where someone would help him bandage him.

"Wood, Rolling Stone!" The general had no time to care about how many of his men were wounded or killed in battle, and shouted fiercely. At this time, someone would always pounce on him to carry out his orders, and every Nan Chen soldier would go forward and follow him, never retreating until all of them fell.

Several shield bearers were the first to go up and block the arrows, while the soldiers who followed closely behind the shield bearers lifted up the wood and threw it down the ladder, and after a while, they heard a scream from the clouds, and the Northern Zhou soldiers, who were obviously climbing upwards, were smashed to the ground.

"Dang!" The sound of gold and iron resonating next to him came and went, and it turned out that another Northern Zhou soldier climbed up while the defenders of Nan Chen were dodging arrows, and the blades in his hands were waving with might, and several shield players around him only had the kung fu to parry.

"Go up!" The generals roared, and the spearmen who had been waiting for a long time roared and followed closely behind their generals, rows of spears shining brightly in the firelight.

And the building will subconsciously look sideways, in front of the city tower not far away, in the jumping firelight, the flag embroidered with the word "Li" has been fluttering from beginning to end, although compared to the beginning, there are many holes left by arrows on the flag, and even the words on it can only be vaguely recognized The outline, but it is still fluttering there!

"Kill!" Several spearmen in front had already fought with the Northern Zhou soldiers who rushed to the city, and the general followed with a loud roar and pounced on him.

Just when he saw that the Northern Zhou soldiers were about to climb up again, a Nanchen shield player immediately made a decision, threw the shield in his hand, and the short knife stubbornly blocked the blade that was chopped over, and then swooped forward, hugging the waist of the Northern Zhou people, and the two of them fell from the battlements like this!