Chapter 18: The Attack on Wuzhong (2)

"Close the gates, lift the drawbridge!"

This order sounded very weak at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, you can see the pros and cons, the crossbowmen of the Qin army outside the city have almost withdrawn, and after they retreat to the head of the city, they condescendingly occupy the advantageous position. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Qin troops who stayed outside were all long, with their backs against the city wall.

Xiang Ji's eyes were about to be torn, but his heart was clear but not lost, and he stabbed through a sneak attack guy, and he shook his halberd and threw the limp sergeant aside like a broken sack.

"Situ Yi! Noose! ”

A rocket pierced the sky, steadily shooting through the thick rope pulling the drawbridge, the flames jumped slowly, but they could not spread, and it was clear that as the key to defending the city, these details were specially handled.

Xiang Ji saw that he couldn't care about fighting, and rushed forward across the halberd against a few Qin people, the city wall was getting closer and closer, and the Qin crossbow that had been gathering momentum for a long time fired again.

Before the war, he was stimulated, Jing Xiao had long had the intention of competing with Xiang Ji, and the rain of arrows that fell on his head aroused his ferocity to fight for his life, waving a spear and doing the same, and killing him with the Qin people as a shield.

Xiang Ji was covered in fine armor, and he was naturally not afraid of crossbow arrows, but he wanted to open the way for the Chu army behind him, and the coiled dragon halberd of Zhang Er pushed it over, and more than a dozen Qin people fell back involuntarily, and some of them lay on the ground unexpectedly, and he stepped on them without hesitation.

It's just a mix of rice on the battlefield, if you want to say that you are stronger than two or three people, resist more than ten people at a time, the more you push back, the more you will survive, the pride of the old Qin people, the Qin army closest to him all grabbed the halberd, in order to fight each other together.

Shi Wu Xiangshu didn't need to listen to orders, with a Qin-like roar, more than a dozen guys kicked back with their feet, green tendons on their hands, and their arms bulged like a bow, looking at the appearance of the red face and thick neck, I was afraid that the blood vessels would burst in the next second.

This can arouse the interest of Xiang Ji, and then push it forward, I found that it was quite difficult, looking at the other party's body leaning forward, he was not dead-headed, holding the halberd handle with both hands and lifting it up, lifting a string like a crab.

Yin Tong at the head of the city was stunned, he now believes that the descendants of the Xiang family really have the strength to lift the crown, more than ten people, and they are all in the prime of life, how heavy is the total? Looking at his easy appearance, there is still room for strength!

"Wu Changshi, when will Lieutenant Li come?"

Wu Changshi secretly rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that I remembered people at this time, you are just a substitute guard, the rank of the county lieutenant is 2,000 stones, and the rank of the county guard is the same as the county guard, what kind of words do you think it is with the county commander and the county lieutenant?

"Yin Taishou, this ...... No one has ever noticed. ”

Hearing that his subordinates used words to inform rather than give orders, Yin Tong remembered that because of Haiyan's mess, it seemed that he was too rude some time ago.

A city of tens of thousands of households, raising thousands of soldiers is the limit, hundreds of people to attack is not a matter of life and death, it must not be able to send all of them to the field, seeing that the enemy is more arrogant than expected, Yin Tong just wants one more person to help carry the matter, so as to reduce the battle damage.

"Go, tell Lieutenant Li that it was his duty to guard the land with soldiers, and if he didn't come, he would definitely show His Majesty!"

Wu Changshi's face was slightly bitter: "Go back to Taishou...... Li Duwei had already said that it would be difficult for hundreds of thieves to succeed, and if he wanted to transfer the county camp, he would not ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless Lord Taishou visits ...... himself"

Yin Tong's face was very ugly, he knew what the other party was thinking, the so-called wealth is moving, Li Junwei just wanted to get a little more on the salt profit, but even he himself hadn't smoothed the way, where to benefit others?

In a few words, the situation under the city changed again, the Qin army, which had the upper hand, slowly became passive, the red clothes gradually drove away the black clothes, and even the Qin crossbow, which did not stop, could not stop this decline.

With a loud whistle, a black horse with a pinch of white hair on his side came out of the crowd, and the black-clothed young man jumped on the horse, staggered his double blades and skipped through the Qin array, and the snowy knife flowers brought up pieces of red mist, Changge poked out, but was dodged by the people and horses.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Ji was very jealous, because he didn't get along with Wu Qi for a long time, and he couldn't do many tacit riding movements.

The overlord of Chu was in a bad mood, the Qin army around him was unlucky, and the coiled dragon halberd hanging on the warrior rotated slowly, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Climbing the city wall will fly up if someone smashes it down, and if it is destroyed by the building, car, well, railing, etc., it will also fly, these dozen Qin soldiers never expected that it was just that ordinary foot combat also had the opportunity to fly.

The black-clad warriors rose into the air, unfortunately, Xiang Ji just threw it away, fortunately, the direction in which they fell was in the main formation, and then ...... One smashed two, two fell to four, and among the wailing and screaming, many people felt that inhaling had become a luxury action.

The unrestrained Xiang Ji pulled out his long sword, held the halberd in his left hand and continued to move forward, and when he met the guy who was in his hand, he had no patience to wrestle, and with a slash of the sword with an eyebrow-like texture, his fingers fell into the mud with dark red.

When the battle came to this point, it was already the undefeated and defeated Qin army, because the casualties were far beyond expectations, and the Chu army led by Xiang Ji and him did not have the ability to attack the city, so it was considered an invincible victory.

But neither side was satisfied, and the pace of the red clothes never stopped, and they strode forward with spears and broad shields in their hands against the rain of arrows at the head of the city.

Xiang Ji walked through the place, their footsteps followed closely, and in the direction pointed by Chu Ji, the spear stabbed and tore through the enemy's defensive formation.

There is a commander like the tip of a knife who is very lucky, not to mention that the pressure is greatly reduced, just looking at the mountain-like figure fighting hard, creating one miracle after another, it makes people's blood run high, and ten percent of the combat power is even turned into twelve points.

The battlefield has an extraordinary demagogy for people's hearts, there are several wheels in front, and the rut marks in the back are also different, some people learn from Jing Xiao's mad dog, some people learn from Ji Bu step by step, and there is no shortage of shooters around Situ Yi.

is Wei Han, who is very popular, and there are few sergeants by his side, because his double swords are difficult to practice, and because there are not many war horses.

Such an eye-catching person, Yin Tong also noticed it, and before he could ask, that Wu Changshi replied first: "Taishou, this person is the only son of Cheng Weihong in Haiyan County, named Wei Han, and his war horse is known to everyone in Haiyan County." ”

Yin Tong frowned: "But that Wei Hong, who holds the secret recipe for salt making and refuses to hand it in?" ”

"Exactly, as soon as their father and son left, the salt quality produced recently has been greatly reduced, and the subordinates are still unable to do their best."

"Then take it for me! To live! ”

The little black face rode the little black horse, harvesting his life with two knives and being happy, not knowing that there were huge crossbows on the wall.

Situ Yi's longbow took care of the entire battlefield, and from time to time he would shoot a rocket to the drawbridge rope, although it would definitely be extinguished by the Qin people at the risk of death, and he enjoyed the feeling of luring the enemy out.

His eyebrows jumped, the cold light of the city head exuded killing intent, and his eyes turned, Wei Han didn't know it.

Regardless of the sore arms, Situ Yi took out the quiver, the pu fan slapped on the longbow, the Xuanniao flag at the head of the city loomed, sweat dripping, and his eyes hurt.

"Hum!"

"Whoosh!"