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"Don't mess up, don't mess up, they can't grow!" At the risk of losing their lives, the squire of the Ministry of Works, He Li, and a dozen guards ran back and forth on the half-section of the pontoon, trying to inspire the courage of the craftsmen.

"Don't mess around, let's get the ballista up!" Desperate cries filled with supplication.

The bed crossbow of the Great Sui Dynasty did come up, and although it was half a beat slower than its opponent, its quality was far better than that of the country gadgets made by the Goguryeos. Zuo Yiwei's general Yu Wenshu gave an order, and more than 300 crossbow beds were launched at the same time, and the craftsmen who were messing around in the river only felt that the light above their heads was dimmed, and then they heard the terrible screams on the other side of the river.

It was the desperate screams of hundreds of people at the same time. The crossbow arrows of the Great Sui, with steel as the edge and wrought iron as the feathers, easily pierced through the shield wall erected by the Goguryeo soldiers, cut through the stone or iron armor behind the shield wall like tofu, and nailed the shield and armor to the ground along with their owners.

"Don't mess up, don't mess up, keep building bridges, keep building bridges! Those who retreat will be killed on the spot," Shangshu Yuwen Kai of the Ministry of Industry shouted hoarsely. Millions of troops were watching him, and if he broke his troops because of the slow movement of the Ministry of Works, the arrogant emperor behind him would not be able to spare the person who should be held responsible.

Several of the artisans who had escaped to the shore were stabbed to death by the soldiers with rifles, and the blood spread down the river, fusing with the blood of those killed by crossbow arrows, staining half of the river red. Moving forward is death, and retreating is death, and the craftsmen who have no choice but to bow their heads and tie the bamboo poles and stakes used to build the pontoon bridge with ropes, while praying to the Bodhisattva's blessing and not letting the next crossbow arrow fall around them.

That thing was hugely powerful, after all, there were only a few dozen at a time. In despair, people keep their heads down and create a hope for themselves not to go crazy in the absurd reality.

The number of ballistae in Goguryeo was small, and it could not afford to shoot at each other. Their target was the craftsmen who built the pontoon bridge in the river. Dozens of craftsmen were stripped off by crossbow arrows like ants on driftwood, and dozens of craftsmen filled the positions of their fallen comrades like ants, deterred by feathered arrows and lances.

On the battlefield, life is like ants.

The long crossbow is in the air, the wind is bleak, the blood blooms like a lotus, and life withers like a residual lotus.

More than a million ants gathered on the west bank of the Liao River, watching the Liao River slowly turn red. They can't help, there is no master to order, and even if they can help, they can't move.

"Pull!" Zuo Yiwei's general Yu Wenshu held his sword high, majestic.

"Pull ——!" Dozens of pro-soldiers shouted in unison. At the sound of the trumpet, ten soldiers pulled the reins of the cattle at the same time, and ten stupid horses slowly moved forward. The crossbow arm creaked in protest and was slowly pulled into a half-arc, and the three strong men lifted a giant crossbow and stuck it the crossbow trough.

Hundreds, thousands of crossbowmen repeated the same action, and more than 300 iron-clad giant crossbows dazzled and chilled in the sun.

"Put!" Yu Wenshu swung down the sword heavily.

"Whew!" More than 300 spears of death flew into the air with the sound of the wind, swept across the river, and descended to the Goguryeo warriors.

The shields raised by the first row of Goguryeo soldiers were smashed, and the second row of shields was erected on the dead bodies. In an instant, the second row of shields collapsed again, and several belatedly fired giant crossbows flew through the gap between the dead bodies and flew towards the ballista that the Goguryeo people were spreading.

"Raise your shield, protect the ballista, raise your shield, protect the ballista!" The Goguryeo generals who oversaw the battle shouted hoarsely. Most of the lightly armed infantry standing on either side of the ballista fled, and only a few brave men raised their small log shields and formed a semicircular array in front of their ballistas, regardless of life or death. The crossbow arrows that flew through the air were not at all able to resist by manpower, and with a "poof", the shields scattered, the people flew upside down, and a rain of blood fell over the protected ballista for no reason.

The frequency of the Goguryeo ballista launch was instantly disrupted, and the pontoon bridge built by the craftsmen of the Great Sui and Minzhuang with their lives extended forward little by little. The Goguryeo people reorganized the remaining ballistas and continued to attack the pontoon bridge; The Great Sui giant crossbow smashed the shield wall of the Goguryeo people again, and smashed the ballista behind the shield wall......

Several teams of Goguryeo crossbowmen couldn't stand the dilemma of not fighting back just by being beaten, so they secretly adjusted their targets and shot crossbow arrows across the riverbank. The Great Sui Zuo Yiwei crossbowmen suffered immediate casualties, but their usual strict training allowed them to quickly adjust their defenses in the enemy's attack, and aim their vengeful crossbow arrows at the enemy on the opposite bank.

Regardless of the quantity or quality of the ballistas, the Sui army had an absolute advantage. More Goguryeo ballistas were destroyed on the spot and completely lost their ability to fire. Some of the ballistas are still struggling, but they no longer pose much of a threat to the Great Sui soldiers.

"Retreat, shoot the bridge, retreat, shoot the bridge!" The commander of the Goguryeo Qu who led the team noticed that the situation was very unfavorable to his side and ordered loudly.

The Goguryeo soldiers, who had reached the limit of their patience, staggered and slowly reversed. The remnants of a dozen or so ballistas were far away from the range of the Great Sui crossbowmen and regrouped two hundred paces away from the east bank of the river. Half an hour later, the bolts flew diagonally again, splashing huge columns of water on both sides of the pontoon.

"Push the ballista onto the pontoon bridge and push the Goguryeo people away!" Yu Wenshu shouted the order. Zuo Yiwei's soldiers carried their shoulders and pushed the heavy siege equipment onto the pontoon bridge that had not yet been completed. Loyal soldiers raised their crossbows and walked to the front line of attack to the whistling sound overhead.

Half an hour later, the Goguryeo retreated again. The Great Sui pontoon bridge extended more than twenty steps forward. The two sides stood firm and began a new round of monotonous shooting. After each gave more than 100 lives, they adjusted the distance between each other again.

The pontoon bridge stretched forward inch by inch, at the cost of lives, and was already less than a hundred steps from the other side of the river. The Goguryeo archers of the brigade rushed forward desperately and fired at the builders in the river. Zuo Yiwei of the Great Sui pushed the leather cart used for the siege onto the pontoon bridge, and condescendingly dealt a fatal blow to the enemy archers on the other side of the bridge.

The water was getting redder and thicker, so thick that it almost froze. The builders shouted sadly and tied bamboo poles and wood to the end of the bridge one by one. They didn't know why His Majesty the Emperor wanted to fight Liaodong, and they didn't have the ambition to make a name for themselves right away. They just wanted the bridge to be completed before the next feathered arrow flew. In that way, they may leave the battlefield alive and continue to live as humble and contemptuous as ants.

And at this moment, there are crossbow arrows in front and spears in the rear.

At the moment of Shin, the first Dasui plank was put on the Goguryeo riverbed on the opposite bank.