Looking at the dense corpses left by Zhao Jun under the city wall of Shiyi, Zhao Yong's heart was dripping blood. He very much hopes that if he was a military fan in his previous life, although he couldn't figure out things like missiles and airplanes, he could at least find some way out of things like grenades and guns.

But unfortunately, in this primitive campaign mode, it seems that it is difficult to find a more effective siege method other than piling up corpses.

This is already the third charge of the Zhao army. Under Le Yi's dispatch, Zhao Jun's attack was very rhythmic, not the so-called rush up, but according to the opponent's offensive level, commanding different phalanxes to attack. When the archers in the opponent's pier are powerful, the foot soldiers holding the large shield will charge; And when the rain of arrows has passed, the archers behind the team will return fire, suppressing the defenders on the opposing walls and attacking the besieging soldiers.

Zhao Jun has not been idle in the past few days, and has made a number of simple ladders. This kind of ladder is not a simple two ladders tied together like before, but there is a cart underneath, and there are defensive planks on the front, and the whole ladder is fixed to the cart, and it winds upward, almost the height of the city wall.

However, when the ladder was attacking the city, it was restricted by the eyes of the moat, because the road connecting the moat to the gate was not very wide, and there was no problem for the foot soldiers to march side by side, and if it was a ladder, it could only pass two cars at a time.

The flexible ladder has also become extraordinarily cumbersome due to the height and the joining of the cart, and the original ladder team of ten people must be combined into a team to push the ladder cart forward. In addition, there must be a part of the soldiers around the ladder cart to prevent the enemy from suddenly coming out of the city and destroying the ladder. In that case, the damage will be even more severe.

Even so, the ladder troops of the Zhao army only stayed under the city for an hour before they were destroyed by the defenders on the city wall with rockets. Finally, when retreating, the city gate opened, and the sudden Zhongshan soldiers caught the retreating troops of the Zhao army by surprise, and also made Zhao Yong, who was standing in the leather car, his hands tremble.

This is war, the most primitive war, and it is nothing more than a relatively large-scale brawl. The resistance of the Zhongshan people is very tenacious, and the offensive of the Zhao army is also very strong, but in this era without black technology, if you want to attack the city, you can only do this.

The smell of blood wafting on the battlefield is disgusting, and the severed limbs and stumps all over the ground are even more creepy, the blood is intertwined, mixed with the smell of earth, and flows into the moat that has long been not rippling blue waves, and there are still floating corpses in the river, with eyes open and not closed, looking at the last sunshine of this world with nostalgia.

Zhao Yong's hands were trembling, he had been holding back the vomiting **, not wanting to be seen on his cowardly side. Although he had experienced this kind of scene before, he had been far behind the formation before, but this time, it was a real formation, witnessing this earthly version of Ahbi Hell.

Le Yi seemed to see Zhao Yong's discomfort, he cautiously walked to Zhao Yong's side, and asked in a low voice, "Is your lord a little unwell?" Do you want to go back to camp for a while? ”

Zhao Yong propped up the leather cart with one hand, his brows furrowed together, obviously trying to endure it. All the encounters he has experienced are to leave after the fight, and this bloody scene is definitely the first time he has encountered it. This can be seen from his right hand constantly grasping the handrail of the leather car. But he still waved his hand, his eyes fixed on the ever-changing offensive and defensive situation, and said in a serious tone: "It's okay, I can still hold on." Then, he pointed to Zhao Jun, who had retreated in front of him, and said, "There is no point in such an attack. On the contrary, it is easy to break morale. ”

Le Yi nodded, and said worriedly: "I also think that the purpose of the temptation has been achieved, and we can make a truce today." Moreover, the offensive in the other three directions also seemed to have encountered difficulties and did not make the slightest progress. Although he is responsible for the offensive and defensive tasks of the southern city wall, Le Yi is also the commander of the normal battle, so he does not dare to relax his understanding of the offensive and defensive progress of the other three directions, and requires all attacking phalanxes to report their progress every time they make a cup of tea. Let this chief of staff of Zhao Jun carefully analyze the current situation.

"Then prepare to retreat. The troops need to be repaired, and most importantly, find ways to boost morale. Every word he uttered, he seemed to endure great pain, of course, only he knew in his own heart, it was only nausea.

"Then let the Baijin camp be broken, and the rest of the troops will retreat slowly! I'll let others know. Le Yi said.

Zhao Yong nodded, looking at the retreating Zhao soldiers, the feeling of nausea became more and more violent. He even wanted to leave now, but he knew he couldn't. Otherwise, morale will be hit, and an orderly retreat will turn into a rout. So he stood on the leather cart and watched as the army began to adjust.

The Zhao army is retreating, although there have been many times before, but this time, it seems to be a real retreat. The defenders of Shiyi City accurately grasped this opportunity, and while the troops of the Zhao army were slowly getting the start of the post-test, he decisively ordered them to pursue and resolutely eat this army.

Suddenly, the city gate that had just been tightly closed was suddenly put down, and the Zhongshan cavalry, which had been in it for too long, appeared at the city gate roaring like a tiger out of the gate, when the retreating troops of the Zhao army had not returned to their own formation, the cavalry of Zhongshan was ready to attack, and they slapped the buttocks of their mounts fiercely, with an evil smile, ready to give the Zhao army a painful memory.

Zhao Yong saw the city gate open and knew that the pursuers of Zhongshan Kingdom had begun to attack. So the herald ordered the chariot troops that had been plundering the formation to step forward and form a defensive circle against the retreating soldiers to resist the pursuit of the Zhongshan cavalry. At the same time, the Baijin battalion also received an order to attack from the left and right flanks, the left flank was responsible for copying the bottom and detouring, trying to delay the Zhongshan soldiers who came to pursue, and the right flank was to attack the opponent's cavalry counter-formation.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and the Zhongshan cavalry quickly rushed to the retreating Zhao army, they were originally a nation on horseback, and they still had blood from the grassland, and they were naturally very proficient in cavalry warfare. I saw them waving the bronze swords in their hands, and they also made a "woo" cry in their mouths, excitedly rushed into Zhao Jun's counter-formation, and began to torture and kill Zhao Jun.

The soldiers of the Zhao army retreated while resisting the attack of the Zhongshan cavalry. But these soldiers are just siege troops, so they don't have long blades like Ge, so it is obviously impossible to form a formation against the Zhongshan cavalry. But they turned around, holding a shield in one hand and a bronze sword in the other, relying on these two weapons, they could withstand the coercion and pursuit of the Zhongshan cavalry.

The Zhongshan cavalry faced the Zhao army, and stabbed at a Zhao army without thinking about wielding a short sword, the Zhao army was obviously on guard, and quickly did not run away, put the big shield on it, supported the opponent's blow that should be hit, and then came to the opponent's horse for a while.

The horses of the Zhongshan cavalry were in pain, and the two front hooves were suddenly raised, and they came to the Zhao soldiers, and the Zhao soldiers did not dare to be careless, and picked up the shield to support the horse's powerful attack, even under the shield, he could feel the anger from the horse.

The horse was in pain, and the Zhongshan soldiers were also injured, but he reacted quickly and hugged the horse's neck tightly to avoid being thrown off the horse. When the horse was vigorously pressed forward, he also hurriedly took advantage of the suppression of the Zhao soldiers, made up for a knife, and the bronze knife cut through the air, about to complete a death encounter with the Zhao soldiers, but the Zhao soldiers squatted down with the pressure of the horse's hooves, avoiding this attack with a death signal, but was also swept by the blade, cutting his still beautiful face.

Zhao Bing was not affected in the slightest, holding a shield in his right hand to defend, and the bronze sword in his left hand had already attacked, this time, he stabbed the bronze sword fiercely into the part that was not defended by the horse's leather armor, and then pulled it out and stabbed it again. Being condescending is a very good combat position, but being able to attack from the back isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Scenes like this happened every moment after the Zhongshan cavalry caught up with the retreating Zhao army. The speed of Zhao Jun's retreat suddenly slowed down, and soon,

Soon, however, the cavalry of the Zhao army rushed into the formation and began to carry out Zhao Yong's tactical intentions. The cavalry units from the left and right flanks collided with the famous Zhongshan cavalry. The Zhao army did not retreat again and again as before, but as if stimulated, they attacked desperately, and soon buried this chasing force in the encirclement.

At the same time, seeing that their cavalry was surrounded, the defenders of the city hurriedly sent a large number of soldiers to reinforce them. However, as soon as they stepped out of the drawbridge, they found that in front of them were a group of Zhao soldiers who were even better than them. Very open people recognized it, because their name was called Curly Armor.

In the end, with the continuous maneuvering of the Baijin Battalion and the desperate resistance of the Juanjia Battalion, Zhao Jun finally left here quickly after throwing away some corpses. Many soldiers, seeing their close comrades fall, couldn't even think of helping them, and soon became the object of worship by others.

The drumming of Shiyi City has disappeared, and it seems that they also realize that there is no use in pursuing it like this. Moreover, it is easy to cause too much persecution and reduce morale. So they can only watch each other show off their might under the city, but they themselves are tasting failure.

Failure means elimination, natural selection, and survival of the fittest.