Gawain and Giovanni, who were on the tower of the city gate, did not even move, and just watched as the stone bullet fell and passed over their heads. Then, there were more and more such stone bullets, and many soldiers were still lying down behind the horse wall or the city gate tower at first, and some were frightened to feel the black shadow of the stone bullets thrown by the enemy, and the calcium carbide flew over them like fire, but after a while, they felt that the bombardment of this group of stone bullets did not cause any substantial damage to them and the wall at all, so they gradually became courageous, turned around and opened their eyes, and watched with great interest as the stone bullets flew in the air.

Because under Gedier's design, the walls of the barracks were all low and sloping, and the Persian trebuchet with a parabolic trajectory flew very high and landed on the soft ground between the barracks, or the idle tents, or the waterlogged trenches, before they even touched the walls of the barracks.

"What's going on? When designing a catapult, you should take a closer look at the enemy's camp regulations! General Amasa, who was beside the catapult with slaves and banners supervising the battle, jumped into a rage, "Now that you stone throwers are fixed with iron nails and wooden bases, it is simply troublesome to disassemble them and then step back and change their trajectory." ”

But the Persian craftsmen knelt before his horses and said that they were ready to do so.

The "back hands" referred to by the Persian craftsmen were the small chain of stone throwers with four wooden wheels, and a dozen or so men holding shields, either guarding or pushing, rumbling towards the battle line of the barracks.

On all sides of this group of small stone throwers, there were a large array of attacking troops, cavalry, archers and gunners, under the command of their respective standard-bearers, closely and courageously accompanied by siege engines, and pressed heavily towards Gawain's camp.

"Porcupine arrows, shoot!" After the enemy array approached the firing range like a cloud, after the sub-wall and the rejection of the horse, with the wave of Giovanni's flag on the city gate tower, several porcupine archers with the sound of hammering, once again **** out of crossbow arrows, in the middle of the air in front of the camp, flew into an overwhelming group of "black bats", with a bloodthirsty whistling sound.

In an instant, the shieldmen who dared to die at the head of the Amassa array sprinted in front of each of their small stone throwing machines, forming a wall of shields and flesh and blood: in order to save their physical strength and increase the speed of their reactions, they did not have armor or helmets, and they did not even wear weapons, most of them were just wrapped in layers of identifying turbans, holding two shields on their left and right, and they faced the cluster of crossbow arrows and arrows that were fired.

Under the hail rain of "porcupine", the death shield man fell to the ground and died, while the rest of the wounded wailed, some knelt down and rolled, some stood still waiting for the blood to drain and die, and some were scratching and trying to pull out the cluster of arrows shot into the body and arms (but this is almost impossible, the crossbow arrows designed by Agnes have no feather tails, only a curved fin, once wedged into the flesh and bones of the person, and then lubricated by blood, they cannot be pulled out at all).

But the tragic casualties of this group of daredevils shields protected the safety of the small catapult gunners behind them. After groaning and writhing their bodies, Amasa's Persian gunners hurriedly lined up their discarded shields in front of the low horizontal gun mount, and then the two of them quickly pulled a rope, and the hinges flew like a dense rain of small stone bullets towards the defenders in the staggered sub-walls.

The two porcupines were smashed in an instant, and Decius saw with his own eyes that a flying stone bullet cut off the heads of the two porcupine gunners, and with bloody flesh, it sprayed onto the sub-wall behind them, smashing out the traces of flowers.

Decius grunted, then turned to look at the array of enemies about three hundred feet away—small stone-throwing machines on wheels, lined up in a line at intervals, their hinges sneering and their arms up and down, raining down the rain of stone bullets as they rained down on them. And the Turkic archers, pouring out from everywhere, began to shoot frantically to cover their own assault men.

"Get off the bulletproof roll!" Decius immediately made a decision, and shouted almost at the same time as Gedier, the director of the works at the head of the city, and one or two soldiers stood up on the platforms behind the walls, and with the swing of their axes, they cut the ropes that hung in front of him, and then the pulleys gurgled and spun: the rolls of leather and linen that were picked on the dog's feet on the flat-headed wall shook and fell down, and the sound of crackling suddenly sounded, and they writhed and undulated, blocking the stone projectiles and arrows fired by the Turks, causing them to fall to the ground.

"Counterattack, don't think they're the only ones who have the ability to throw stones!" At this moment, behind the walls closest to the city gate tower, as well as on the city gate tower, Gao Wenfang's craftsmen and artillery men either dragged ropes or hammered mechanisms, and fired guava bullets and large iron spears at the enemies within the range, and fiercely counterattacked.

The Turkic assaulters who were originally congested on the front line and were ready to attack the fortified were caught off guard by this wave of unexpected shooting, and the front line was like being swept away by a sudden hurricane, some of them were pierced by the iron spears fired by the ballistas, and some were smashed by stones and fell to the ground, and in an instant the team was incomplete, and even a few stone-throwing machines with wheels, the levers were also broken, and they whirled and fell, and many Persian gunners were smashed by their waists and legs, and they fell to the ground bleeding from their mouths and noses, crying and slapping, Begging their companions to move the projectile lever that was pressing on their torsos out of the way.

In the chaos, several Crescent cultists who had been released back by Gawain (and sure enough, they turned around and joined the besieging army), their posture was the most positive, they snatched the Star and Moon Battle Banner from the hands of the dead and wounded, rushed to the front and waved it, and shouted to their companions, "Don't cower, everyone split up and charge into the gap between their walls, the heretics and the guilty lack food and physical strength, and their soldiers are few, so they won't hold out for long!" ”

"Ungrateful bastards!" After seeing this scene, the soldiers defending the city spread the word from ten to hundred, and their eyes were red, and they all held their weapons, and stood up from the rejecting pistols and platforms, to fight the Turkic soldiers who poured in.

Because according to Gedier's design, the more than 20 sub-walls in front of the city gate, each about thirty-five feet long, were independently garrisoned, staggered into three rows, blocking in front of the barracks, and the gaps between them were filled with rifles and moats with spears - so if Amasa made battering rams and siege towers, he could not bypass these sub-walls at all, and when he reached the wall of Gawain's camp, he could only send lightly armed and brave soldiers to storm inside, and only after clearing the sub-wall position could he break through the enemy's gate tower.

In fact, hordes of Turkic soldiers, carrying ropes and hooks on their backs, carrying small shields with spiked heads, and handy scimitars and battle axes in their hands, divided into several fierce torrents, rushed into the left and right of the walls, and fought with the guards. (To be continued.) )