As Zhao Hongrun predicted, the momentum of the Qiangjiao Army's attack on the city today is more rapid than the previous times.

After the horn whistle sounded, which represented the attack, the slave soldiers of the Horn who spread all over the mountains and fields, carrying ladders about two zhang or so on their shoulders, rushed like a tide to the western wall of the city.

Wu Ji, who was inspired by Zhao Hongrun before the war, put his hands on the battlements, stared at the Jiaojiao slave soldiers who were surging like a tide outside the city, and secretly calculated the distance between the enemy and the city wall.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and shouted: "Longbowman, guide the shot!" ”

Beside Wu Ji, there were dozens of heralds waiting for Wu Ji's order at all times, no, there was no need for Wu Ji to give an order, a few heralds ran to the north and south ends of the city wall, and shouted loudly: "The general has an order, and the longbowmen guide the shooting!" The general has an order, and the longbowmen guide the shot! ”

"Guided shooting? What does that mean? ”

On the north side of the city wall, which is about 200 zhang away from the city gate tower, five people from Li Hui, Le Bao, and Yang Wu, the soldiers of the Shang Shui Army, are standing behind the soldiers of the front team.

During this time, Li Hui saw a herald rushing past him shouting, and he was a little puzzled.

"I guess that's what it means." Leopard pouted in one direction.

Li Hui turned his head to look, only to find that not far from him, there was a soldier who was looking at the army outside the city through the peep hole in the wall, and then, I saw him running to the inner side of the city wall, with his back to the inner wall, his left hand raised towards the left front and upward, and his right hand holding a bright red flag.

"What is he doing?" Li Hui was even more confused.

At this time, Lebao patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the city.

Li Hui looked back, and was shocked to find that in the open space on the inner side of the city wall, the warriors of the white sheep, gray sheep and other tribes were lined up neatly, bending their bows and arrows, and the direction and angle they were aiming at were roughly similar to the soldier holding the flag high on the city wall.

"Longbow...... Shoot the arrows! The soldier on the city wall who was holding the banner high shouted, and at the same time waved the flag in his right hand heavily.

In an instant, hundreds of warriors of the Qiang tribe in the open space in the city unanimously released the arrows in their hands.

"Wow......" Yang Wu let out a strange cry in a low voice, covering his head and grimacing.

It's no wonder, after all, even if it's an ally whose arrow flies over your head, it's just as uncomfortable.

At this time, Li Hui took a few steps forward and glanced out of the city.

It has to be said that because there are so many Karma Horn slave soldiers who are pouring into the city like a tide outside the city, even if the warriors of the Karma tribe throw arrows in this way, they can still cause a lot of casualties to the Karma Horn slave soldiers.

Li Hui saw with his own eyes that the "black tide"-like slave soldiers of the horns fell to the ground one after another, and were immediately trampled to death by their allies, while some slave soldiers continued to charge in the direction of the city wall with the rain of arrows.

After a few days, the crazy suicide siege method of the slave soldiers in the corner once again made Li Hui feel a lot of pressure.

And in the open space in the city, the patriarch of the Aries tribe, Halegohe, was talking in a low voice with the patriarch of the Gray Sheep tribe, Qi Muke.

Although it is a good way to bring casualties to the slave soldiers of the Qiang Horn in this way, it is undeniable that these Qiang warriors have no bottom in their hearts.

You must know that in the Central Plains countries, long-range attack methods such as bows and crossbows are more used to "suppress the enemy", bringing psychological oppression to the enemy's soldiers, rather than purely killing the enemy.

This means that sometimes out of tactical needs, the archers in the Central Plains national army will be scattered in groups in many cases, so after a battle, the arrows consumed are often in units of "100,000", and what is even more incredible is that sometimes when these soldiers are diffuse, they may not even know what the enemy looks like, or whether there is an enemy in front of them.

But the warriors of the Sanchuan tribe are different, they are accustomed to shooting arrows at enemies or prey, like the Central Plains country's tactical means of bow and crossbow suppression, they do not understand, but regard it as a waste.

However, Zhao Hongrun said that the soldiers of the Qiang tribe who assisted in the battle on the western city wall must obey the orders of the Wei army, so these warriors of the Qiang tribe can only use this kind of "blind projectile" that they are not good at to kill and injure the slave soldiers outside the city.

At the same time, as the Qiangjiao slave soldiers outside the city gradually approached the city wall, they entered the range of the crossbowmen of the merchant army.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

The thousands of generals in charge of each section of the city wall gave orders one after another.

Immediately, the crossbowmen of the merchant army hiding behind the battlements on the city wall aimed at the enemy outside the city and pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

The longbow of the warriors of the Qiang nationality and the crossbowmen of the merchant and water armies, the cooperation of this distance and near, up and down, built a quite strong firepower network.

For a time, the casualties of the slave soldiers outside the city increased dramatically, and a group of twenty slave soldiers carrying a ladder on the way to the city wall, I don't know how many people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.

However, as soon as someone fell to the ground, the nearby slave soldiers quickly took over and continued to carry ladders towards the walls.

This crazy momentum of going forward and following made the soldiers of Shangshui on the city wall secretly frightened.

There are too many slave soldiers outside the city.

Tens? Hundreds of thousands?

The soldiers and soldiers of the merchant navy seemed to have an illusion: did the Qiangjiao people push all the more than 200,000 slave soldiers they had enslaved to the side of the western city wall?

It's no wonder, after all, in their eyes, the line of sight seems to be full of those ragged and skinny slave soldiers, and the crowd is simply heavenly.

This massive crowd offensive made them only feel their scalp tingle.

"Smack-"

"Bang Bang—"

Outside the city, at the foot of the city, the slave soldiers who braved the rain of arrows rushed to this place and put their ladders on the city wall together.

The slave soldiers, who were as dense as ant colonies, scrambled to climb the city walls along ladders and human bodies.

At this time, if you look at the west city wall of the city from outside the city, it is not difficult to find that the entire west city wall is full of people, as if every inch of the city wall has the figure of the slave soldiers vying to climb the city wall.

It's spectacular!

And for the soldiers and soldiers on the city wall, this is a great pressure.

In particular, the crossbowmen of the merchant army, who mechanically repeated the action of loading arrows and aiming and shooting, could not stop the slave soldiers under the city from climbing the city walls.

I have to say that there are not many crossbowmen of the Shang Shui Army armed with crossbows, and the number of Qi soldiers who support the Wei army with longbows in the city is no less than three or four thousand, but in the face of hundreds of thousands of Qijiao slave soldiers who poured into the city wall like a tide, this resistance is simply weak.

Suddenly, a distorted Horn soldier climbed the wall desperately, but the two Shang Shui crossbowmen who were close at hand watched as the enemy stepped on the battlements because the crossbow in their hands had not yet finished loading the arrows.

"Damn it!"

One of the crossbowmen, who was mostly a veteran, immediately threw his unloaded crossbow at the Horn slave soldier, and then took advantage of the opponent's subconscious efforts to resist with his hands, and pushed him down.

Hearing a scream, the slave soldier was pushed off the wall, and he didn't know if he would fall to his death or the rest of the slave soldiers under the city.

"I can't hold it back......

Ran Teng's eyes flashed with concern, and he realized that the speed at which his crossbowmen could shoot the enemy could not keep up with the speed at which the slave soldiers could climb the city walls.

It has to be said that at such times, the disadvantages of the crossbow are exposed.

Despite its range and power, the crossbow is fired at too long intervals to be of little use in close quarters combat.

This is also the reason why many times, when the cavalry charges the crossbowmen, if the crossbowmen fail to inflict considerable casualties on the cavalry in the opening scene, they will be killed by the cavalry.

"Crossbowmen stop shooting! Back off! Crossbowman stops...... Damn it, I'm telling you to stand back! ”

Seeing that a crossbowman was still standing in place, trying to load his crossbow and shoot a slave soldier who had climbed the city wall, Ran Teng rushed over and pulled him back, and at the same time quickly drew his sword from his waist, stabbing the horned slave soldier who had fallen down to the heart.

However, the Horned Slave soldier didn't seem to be dead yet, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he actually opened his mouth to bite Ran Teng's neck.

It's a pity that Ran Teng grabbed his neck with his left hand, and stabbed him mercilessly with a sharp sword in his right hand, and then threw the corpse, which had little breath, at his feet.

"Do you want to die!?" Ran Teng's eyes widened, glaring at the crossbowman who didn't obey orders.

However, the crossbowman did not refute, and with his hand-loaded crossbow, he shot down another slave soldier who had climbed the wall.

"Even then, I won't reward you!" Glaring viciously at the crossbowman, Ran Teng reached out and pushed him to the inside of the wall, but there was a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

At the same time, he repeated again: "Shields come forward!" Shields come forward! ”

In fact, at this time, soldiers like Yang Wu who held iron shields had already replaced the crossbowmen's original position, and used the iron shields in their left hands to push one after another Karma slave soldiers off the city wall, and the sharp blade in their right hand hacked down those Horn slave soldiers who refused to fall off the city wall one after another.

Suddenly, with a bang, the wooden wall on the left side of Yangwu was torn down, and about seven or eight slave soldiers jumped from the battlements to the city wall.

"Yangwu, stick to where you are! …… Junior! ”

Yang Wu's Wu Chang Jiao Meng shouted.

"Oh!" His younger brother Jiao Zhong, as a reserve shield soldier, held an iron shield to block it.

At the same time, Jiao Meng and Le Bao each held spears in their hands, and on either side of Jiao Zhong, they each stabbed to death a slave soldier with a spear.

"There's one more!"

Yang Wu, who was on the front line, glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and shouted anxiously.

Suddenly, his eyes were stunned, because he found that the missing slave soldier had been stabbed to death with a spear by his cowardly and kind companion Li Hui.

"Isn't that possible......

The corners of his mouth raised a little smile, Yang Wu took a deep breath, pushed the iron shield with his left hand, and pushed a Jiaojiao slave soldier off the city wall, and at the same time, the sharp blade in his right hand swung out, cutting down several enemy soldiers who tried to climb up, like a fierce general.

"Well done!"

Le Bao approved, but instead of facing Yang Wu, he faced Li Hui, a companion who had summoned up the courage to finally kill an enemy soldier, although the latter was out of breath, and even there was still a little panic and dazedness in his eyes after the first killing.

"I'm going back alive......

A gentle and lovely woman couldn't help but come to mind, Li Hui muttered to herself, clenching the spear in her hand. (To be continued.) )