Wei Chigong stood under the city and frowned, the cheers on the city made him feel uneasy. Morale is always a thing, as long as the enemy's morale is greatly boosted, their own soldiers will be puzzled. They will always wonder if the other side has some kind of beneficial assistance. Suspicion would severely undermine the courage of the soldiers, and Wei Chigong knew this very well.

"Those who are at the head of the city are but the dying, look behind you. The army of 100,000 is your backing, and the small Reed Ze Pass can be squeezed in even if it is squeezed. The first to ascend the city will be rewarded with a platinum lieutenant. Whoever opens the city gate will be rewarded with a thousand gold to seal the general.

Greedy for life and afraid of the dead, behead!

Cowering, slash!

Those who delay the military aircraft will be killed!

Collaborate with the enemy and sell the master, slash!

Those who are on the verge of fleeing, slash!

……！ "Where there are carrots, there must be sticks. One by one, the words popped out of Yu Chigong's mouth, looking at the black face full of horizontal flesh, no one would doubt that Yu Chigong would really pick up the butcher knife.

After the Ten Kills Order was spoken, the aura of slaughter had already permeated the entire battlefield. Without any more words, Wei Chigong waved his hand. Thousands of soldiers pushed rudimentary engineering trucks, and countless ladders poured into Weize Pass like a tide.

With the thousands of soldiers brought by Yun Hao, Wei Zeguan is already a military decision. Behind the high walls, there were thousands of reinforcements just now. And I heard from the official who was the leader that the prime minister sent a large army to come. It's time to have a meal, and it's time to arrive.

The proportion of strong crossbows in Yun Hao's army is amazing, and these are the legacy of the Great Sui. But it was packed by Li Yuan and sent to Yun Hao's army, and three thousand strong crossbows were fired together, which was a disaster for the infantry besieging the city.

Now that disaster has befallen Wei Chigong's brave subordinates, I have to say that Yu Chigong's subordinates are indeed fierce. They charged forward with shields in their hands and shouting all sorts of curses. The sharp fangs and protruding eyeballs are as hideous as ghosts from hell.

Yun Hao sat upright in his chair with his hands in his sleeves. There is a soup woman in his sleeve, which ensures that in the cold winter, this squeamish Yunlu general will not be frozen. It's a joke to share the weal and woe with the soldiers, and a guy with great ideals, such as Li Er, would do that. Yun Hao, who was bent on eating and waiting for death, had never had such a strange idea.

The soldiers who fought with him were, strictly speaking, mercenaries. Lao Tzu pays the money, you give your life, Tong Su is not bullied!

The shield in Wei Chigong's hand was extraordinarily large, because his stature was also extraordinarily tall. Through a gap in his shield, he noticed that the soldiers on the opposite wall were calm. And not intimidated by their overwhelming formation, which is not good news. But once the charge starts, it's impossible to stop. Unless all of them are dead, or they are scattering on their own. No matter what happens, his face will be trampled on the ground.

Liu Wuzhou won't say anything, but Song Jingang's stinky mouth will definitely spray feces.

As soon as he entered the range of the crossbow arrows, Wei Chigong felt that the sun in the sky had dimmed. Then the head-and-face arrows struck down, and countless arrows were nailed to the shield with a blast of wind. "Bang" and "bang" are almost non-stop, and it is so dense that it seems to be hailing in the sky.

The shield-wielding foot soldiers still have some defense against such a rain of arrows, but those who carry heavy ladders suffer heavy casualties. The ladder was heavy, and it was impossible for them to carry the ladder with a shield in one hand and the other. Despite the leather armor on his body, in front of the crossbow, the leather armor metamorphosed into pieces of paper. As for the iron armor, it is something that only generals have the right to wear. Being able to have a thick cowhide armor is already an over-specification assembly for a foot soldier.

Yu Chigong was very glad that he had a very huge shield. And it's also a fine iron shield, because the charge is always at the front, and his shield is also inlaid with a layer of hardwood in front of it, and the reason why others don't use such a shield is very simple, they can't take it! The entire shield weighed eighty or ninety pounds, and it was very easy to throw this thing out and kill a few people on the battlefield.

Because his shield is the largest, he naturally becomes a crossbow bolt attractor. The shield was densely covered with a layer of arrows, and I am afraid that there were as many as twenty or thirty. It can attract crossbow arrows, and naturally it can also attract siege chisels of eight-bull crossbows.

The eight-bull crossbow that had just been lifted up the city wall immediately locked onto the huge shield. Because, he ...... Big!

Big is naturally easy to hit, and the crossbowmen of the Eight Bull Crossbows are very superstitious. The start is a good starter, this thing still has to be pursued!

With the sound of the machine, three eight-bull crossbow guns flew towards Wei Chigong almost at the same time. Yu Chigong felt that he was hit by the crashing war horse, and the hardwood fragments in front of the iron shield flew one after another. Long crossbow arrows peeked out more than an inch from the iron shield. This means that Wei Chigong's shield is thick enough, and if he were someone else, he would have already worn a shield into a gourd.

Even so, the first eight-bull crossbow crossbow still hit Wei Chigong and flew up. After knocking down a group of subordinates, Wei Chigong was still confused. Two thick siege chisels were nailed to the place where he stood, and he couldn't imagine what would happen to him if he was shot by this thing, ...... end. It can only be said that it will be very miserable.

The stunned Wei Chigong saw that his subordinates were nailed to the ground by the thick crossbow spears and human shields. Those people hadn't died for a while, and even Wei Chigong felt his scalp tingle when he heard the screams. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have imagined that there was such a weapon in the world.

The thick siege chisel passed through the body, leaving behind a large handful of blood. Bai Sensen's bone stubble, the fracture still has a yellowish glue-like bone marrow. Half of his liver was exposed, and his weak intestines were dripping all over the ground.

The tragic battle Wei Chi Gong has not experienced before, and the scene after the hand-to-hand battle is even bloodier than this. But under long-range weapons, this is the first time he has seen such a tragic scene.

The thick ballista is like the scythe of death, constantly spitting out the ballista to reap the dead. After only a few moments, there seemed to be a lot more ballista on it. A rough count shows that there are as many as 12 crosses.

The crossbowmen were also well-learned, and they didn't bother to deal with the foot soldiers. Instead, they aimed at siege vehicles and ladders, after withstanding N rounds of fire. The rudimentary siege engines finally fell apart, and the guys carrying the ladders were even more miserable. They were the target of the enemy's crossbow bolts, and as a direct consequence, a large number of infantry were stranded under the walls, but there were no siege weapons to keep up.

The miserable corpses of their siblings were their motivation, and they were going to rush in. Rush into the city to hack the debris to avenge the robes. Because, many of them are their relatives. The soldiers who rushed up after nine deaths were so ruthless that they smashed the walls with everything they could find. Chop with a knife, pierce with a spear, smash with a mace. Planing with your hands, gnawing with your teeth!

The moment the fishy gold juice was poured into the crowd, Yun Hao was smoked and vomited. It's so fucking stinky, this thing is boiled dung with water. (What kind of dung has been boiled with water, make up for it by yourself!) ）

Even though it's winter, the strong stench can still reach the sky. This golden juice not only ignores defenses and causes severe burns, but also causes serious infections in the wound because it is rich in bacteria. Usually those who are burned by the gold juice usually die. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, the scars on your body will be shocking.

What's more, this stuff is so fucking stinky. Even the bravest warriors will be smoked by this thing. This kind of mental and physical torture is simply not something that people can endure.

If it weren't for the fact that he is now the commander in the army, Yun Hao would have run away long ago. It's one thing not to share the weal and woe with the soldiers, but it's another thing to escape from the battle. Yun Hao knows this very well, so he can vomit and he can be weak to death, but he just can't go down the city wall. Yun Hao sadly thought that he would be smoked to death by those big feces.

A wet cloth towel was a lifesaver, and I wanted to beat up the guy who burned the gold juice. Seeing that Li Yuanji's nose was tightly covered and burning the fire, Yun Hao gave up this idea. It is rare that a gentleman can endure this hardship, and the descendants of the Li family do not have any ordinary products. Even such a cargo knows how to stick to the toughest position in battle.

In this world, the fucking Li family sits.

Wei Chigong, who was carried back, reluctantly issued a military order to retreat, when the gong sounded. Wei Chigong gritted his teeth!

The ground was littered with corpses, all of which had followed him from birth to death for several years. Some people know each other, and some people just don't know each other by name. But these people are all their own subordinates, and they have been invincible all these years, and they have never fought such a humiliating battle. Not to mention going to the city, I didn't even touch the city gate. He was driven back like a rat, and he encountered heavy casualties again on the way to retreat.

Countless soldiers were knocked to the ground by the crossbow arrows pouring down from the city walls, and less than half of them were counted as wounded when they returned to their own formation. Wei Chigong was about to bite to pieces, but his two arms were no longer obedient. Not to mention killing the enemy with a knife, it is difficult to even hold a chopstick.

"Yo ......! Isn't this General Wei Chi, what's wrong? Hurt? Didn't you say yesterday that the little reed Zeguan can go down with one drum? "I just returned to the main formation, and I haven't waited for my breath to even out. Song Jingang walked over, with a sly smile on his face, and those two big teeth wanted to break him when he looked at them.

"Song Jingang, Lao Tzu killed you." Wei Chigong roared like a lion, but his body did not move. It's not that he doesn't want to hack this stump to death, it's just that his two arms don't obey him. The tremendous impact of the Eight Bull Crossbow had already dislocated his shoulder.

"Yo! Yesterday I said that I was a grass chicken, what's wrong, today you are a grass chicken? Move me! Why can't I move my arms? Song Jiangang had a wicked smile on his face, and Wei Chigong wanted to smash his nose very much.

"Don't be rude!" Liu Wu broke off and inserted himself between Yu Chigong and Song Jingang.