Chapter 63: The Sudden Caravan
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The trebuchets on both sides kept roaring, and huge boulders fell on the walls and floors, bringing blood, wood chips, and dust mixed together, and spread everywhere......
The frustration of the first attack made the Assyrian side even more frenzied, and by the afternoon their trebuchets had increased to 500, and 100 storming carts had been reassembled to force the fortress's tall walls.
At the same time, a whole 200,000 troops pulled out of the camp and lined up in phalanxes to stand behind the trebuchet position.
This is the alliance of the three kingdoms, the black of the West Island, the yellow of Assyria, and the green of Rus, covering almost every inch of land as far as the eye can see, and from a distance, it looks like the earth is covered with colorful mosaic stone bricks.
They stood there, their expressions grim and imposing, and they kept shouting to the rhythm of the war drums:
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
……
The sound was rolling, like a landslide and tsunami, surging in, constantly impacting the hearts of the defenders of Beiyan.
Although the soldiers who controlled the bed crossbow on the hills on either side risked their lives to attack, occasionally destroying several siege engines, the pouring stones killed many of the soldiers who controlled the bed crossbow.
"Zhang Lao Liu, you ******, why did you even lose your weapon, hurry up and pick it up!"
"Zheng Dazhui, you guys go and carry sandbags and block the gap on the right!"
"Matang, you hurry up and find a few wooden boards, carry down a few injured ones over there, don't stay on them and wait for death!"
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At the head of the Red Dragon Fortress, Su Dazhi, the brigade commander in charge, kept roaring, and in one morning, his voice had become hoarse. Su Dazhi was originally an ordinary peasant with low strength, Zheng Xiong found that he was bold and careful, and his mind was flexible, so he let him follow him and became a herald, and it has been a full eight years now. Now, Su Dazhi has become a brigade commander, although his strength has not improved much, but he has followed Zheng Xiong's ears and eyes, and he has extremely rich experience in defending the city.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, the commander of the Red Dragon Fortress was not Zheng Xiong, nor several other division commanders, but a lowly brigade commander Su Dazhi.
Zheng Xiong stood at the head of the city, calmly observing everything around him, the flesh and blood on the wall were blurred, the ground was subsided in many places, the city wall was seriously damaged, several huge openings were stuffed with sandbags, and the remains of the corpses and trebuchets had been removed, and the city was filled with blood and gunsmoke......
Boom!
Boom!
From time to time, the boulders hit the city walls with a loud bang, and the entire fortress shook lightly, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
Zheng Xiong's expression was calm, and he did not take these threats to heart, the heavy infantry and cloud cavalry that had harassed the city head had retreated to the dense forest, indicating that the other party's attack was focused on the fortress itself, and although the current battle situation was fierce, in fact, the casualties were not large. But once your trebuchets are exhausted and the walls and gates are severely damaged, hundreds of thousands of enemy troops will be like a raging tide, mercilessly submerging the entire fortress.
At that time, the two sides will be close to each other, and killing people will be like mowing grass, stubble after stubble, until the grass in front of one side is cut dry and quiet, and it is empty.
As a result, many of the soldiers inside the fortress are now resting and on standby to conserve their stamina and await the final showdown.
I don't know, what kind of expression will they have when the 500,000 army suddenly appears behind the enemy?
Zheng Xiong's eyes looked across the shore, and his heart was faintly full of anticipation.
At this moment, a herald suddenly appeared beside him and shouted:
"My lord, a caravan has come from outside the south gate, asking to enter the city!"
"What, caravan? Where did the caravan come from? Zheng Xiong didn't react at once, thinking to himself, how could there be a caravan rushing to send him to death at this time?
"They say they belong to the Alliance Chamber of Commerce!" The herald replied.
"Let's go, go down and have a look!" Jiang Liao's expression suddenly changed, and he pulled Zheng Xiong and walked down the city.
The two of them got off the city wall and rode to the south gate, which was a safe area, so there were not many garrisons. Seeing Zheng Xiong and the others arriving, the generals defending the city hurriedly came over to see them.
"What's going on?" Zheng Xiong asked as he walked up the city.
"There are more than 200 people on the other side, and the leader said that they are from the Alliance Chamber of Commerce, and they want to see the adults if they have something, but I see that their appearance is a little suspicious, so I didn't dare to open the door." The guard shouted.
"What's suspicious?" Jiang Liao asked casually.
"Your Excellency will see it when you go to the city." The guards didn't know how to explain it.
Several people quickly climbed to the top of the city, raised their eyes and looked down, only to see a team of 200 people standing under the city gate. Immediately, the knight looked fierce, dressed in armor, armed with swords and shields, and carrying a long bow, and in front of him stood several young men and women, all of them handsome and armoured, looking at the city.
Seeing this team, Zheng Xiong and Jiang Liao both frowned, judging from their body shape and momentum, the other party was clearly a team of elite soldiers, but they said that they were businessmen, no wonder the guard felt suspicious.
"Is it Lord Zheng Xiong in the city?" A tall young man saw Zheng Xiong and Jiang Liao appear at the same time and asked.
The young man's voice was low, frustrating and powerful, with a characteristic tone of a soldier.
"I'm Zheng Xiong, where are you from? Why impersonate a member of the Chamber of Commerce! Zheng Xiong asked in a deep voice.
"I have a customs clearance document in my hand, as well as a letter written by Guo Rusong, the commander of the Shicheng Army, please take it and take a look!" Seeing that Zheng Xiong was still grinding, the young man's tone became a little hurried.
Zheng Xiong nodded to the general defending the city, and the general answered, ordered someone to put down the hanging basket and get the letter from the young man's hand.
Zheng Xiong opened the official document and read it, but found no problems. Then he took Guo Rusong's letter and read it carefully, but after only looking at it twice, he asked with a strange expression: "Are you from the Northern Demon Plain?" ”
The young man held the reins in his hand, his face was expressionless, and the war horse under his crotch paced back and forth, ignoring him at all.
"Do you know Jiang Lang!" Jiang Liao noticed the other party's expression and asked aloud on the side.
"I not only recognize Jiang Lang, but also Tie Yun, and I don't open the door yet!" The delicate girl next to the young man said loudly.
Seeing that the other party had read the letter and was still chasing after her, the girl was a little impatient and reached out to take a huge hammer from the saddle bridge.
Jiang Liao saw the hammer in the girl's hand, squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "You are Wang Man?!" ”
Then he showed a confused face: "But Wang Man is obviously a man?" Isn't it the person the second brother said? ”
"That's right, Lao Tzu is Wang Man, open the door for the uncle!" The girl seemed to have guessed what Jiang Liao was thinking, and said angrily.
Everyone in the city laughed when they heard this, this girl looked like a flower, but she was full of arrogance when she spoke.
"Open the gates!" Zheng Xiong pondered for a moment and said in a cold voice. (To be continued.) )