Chapter 174: A song composed by Qin Feng

To the north of Xiangyang Lake, the earth-shattering shouts of killing have been going on for many days.

I don't know if those crazy Maitreya disciples have taken the wrong medicine, and they have been continuously attacking the Xiangyang Lake Water Village, which is not tall and strong, for a month.

For the 10,000 defenders in the water city, it was more than enough to cope with the attack of sixty or seventy thousand mud-legged men armed with machetes and shuttles with arrows and stomping on the wall. Coupled with the strong ordnance production capacity in the water village, as well as the military food reserves enough to eat for a year, theoretically speaking, the Xiangyang Lake water village will not be in danger after only one month.

But there is always a gap between the facts and the theory. The Maitreya army adopted the wheel tactic, and attacked more than 50 times in 30 days a month. Even if you are an iron man, you need to have time to oil and maintain. Under this kind of round-the-clock attack, when each soldier killed at least a dozen Maitreya disciples, the soldiers were already on the verge of collapse, both mentally and **.

Every day when they heard the whistle of the assembly, these soldiers got up from the ground and gathered together with dull expressions, and climbed up to the top of the city with difficulty with the captain of the leader. By this time, the Maitreya followers had often rushed to the city. The soldiers then mechanically bent their bows and arrows, and as soon as they took aim, they shot the arrows. Anyway, the people below are attacked, and ninety percent of them can shoot one.

Whether it is speed, power or accuracy, it is more than a notch worse than the original. Even if the Maitreya army had no siege experience and no siege equipment, they could easily attack the city after twenty days with just a simple ladder. As a result, large-scale casualties appeared, and every time they repelled an attack by the Maitreya Sect, the officers and soldiers of the Zhennan Army had to pay the price of hundreds of lives......

Fortunately, Chu Luo had experienced a city defense battle that was ten times more tragic than this, and he had expected this a long time ago. A reserve of two thousand men was left behind, which was never put into battle. At the critical moment, with this vital force, he drove the cathars who attacked the city again and again.

But there are too many enemies to kill or retreat. After a long time, even the reserves suffered heavy casualties and could hardly play a role. After three more days of stubborn defense, even Chu Luo began to despair. He sighed to his subordinates: "It's not a matter of strength, the defenders of Xiangyang Lake are obviously exhausted to death." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to lead people to break through, but the hundreds of unpowered pulp steamers behind him can't go. This is the only hope for the Zhennan army to go south! If he were to leave, the ships would have been burned. The years of hard work of the Zhennan Army and the hope of a generation were all destroyed. This kind of retreat is unacceptable to the proud Great Qin soldiers. Even Che Yinguo, who had never experienced the defense of Shuicheng, did not mention anything about breaking through.

If you can't protect it, let's destroy it with you. This is the common sentiment of the two generals.

The crash happened one morning.

On that day, as usual, under the rain of arrows and the mountains of corpses piled up under the city, countless Maitreya followers flocked to climb the city. The counterattack came as scheduled, but it was far less fierce than before, and it was impossible to drive them down from the city. The overjoyed Maitreya army was even more demoralized, and frantically pounced on the sparse and exhausted Zhennan army soldiers on the city.

Glancing at each other gloomily, the soldiers knew that they had reached the end of their lives. At this moment, there is no sadness, no nostalgia, only a kind of pride that only the Great Qin soldiers understand.

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and the fatigue on his body seemed to leave temporarily, and the soldiers lifted their swords that weighed more than a thousand pounds, and stumbled into the enemy to launch the last attack of their lives.

I don't know who was the first to sing that song that flowed in my blood.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear, and have the same enmity with the son! ”

The exhausted sergeants finally fought with the enemy. Even though the lead-filled arms were no longer strong, and even if the curled swords were no longer sharp, they still completed the slashes again and again without reservation, slashing the hideous cathars under the swords. Blood flies in the air, and souls burn with it......

More enemies climbed up, and more than 2,000 Maitreya disciples armed with crude spears and pikes were squeezed out of this section of the city, and in the blink of an eye, the soldiers of the Zhennan Army scattered at the head of the city were divided and surrounded.

The soldiers who were encircled, back to back, resisted the enemy without mercy, while continuing to sing the tragic song loudly:

"Do you say you have no clothes? With the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd, and work with my son! ”

The spear pierced through the leather armor and pierced into the soldier's soft abdomen, and with a scream, he threw out the long sword in his hand, piercing right into the enemy's face, and the tip of the sword even poked out three points from the back of his head. At the same time, more spears pierced the soldier's body, and he was lifted high and thrown off the city. Falling suddenly, the sad song seemed to echo in my ears again-

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son.

Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers, and go with my son!

………

As the last soldier was picked out of the city, the Xiangyang Lake Water Village, which had been held for a month under the repeated attacks of 200,000 fanatical followers of the Maitreya Sect, was still breached.

Maitreya cultists crowded the city, shouting and shouting frantically, as if they had won the victory. After taking the outer city with the lives of more than 100,000 people, they were completely carried away. Although there was still an inner city, in the eyes of the leaders of the Maitreya Sect, the wooden wall, which was only one zhang high, could no longer pose a threat to him.

There were also a thousand sergeants in the inner city, who had been ordered from last night to carry firewood, grass, fire, oil, and other flammable materials to the docks, workshops, and four hundred ships, large and small, including pulp steamers.

Now that they had completed their mission, except for the twenty wounded who sat here and there with fire folds, ready to set fire at any moment, the rest of them took up their arms and prepared to make a last-ditch effort.

Sitting back and waiting for death has never been the choice of the Great Qin soldiers, even if there is no way out, they will resolutely and unswervingly choose to fight the trapped beast!

The Maitreya leader apparently did not learn from this terrible battle, or had learned some of it, and now he got carried away. Instead of ordering the morale-boosting congregation to take the inner fortress in one go, he drove them down the city, cleared the stone hill that blocked the gate, and then opened the gate and let in the army waiting outside.

In fact, the effort to clean the city gate was enough for tens of thousands of horses outside to climb the ladder up and down several times. If the leader had an eye, he would not have done such a foolish thing of lifting a stone and shooting himself in the foot.

The gates finally opened, and it had been an hour since they had taken the outer city. The Maitreya soldiers, who were mad at the stench of the sea of corpses and blood, rushed into the city, and the attack on the inner city immediately began.

When it really attacked, the Maitreya Sect army discovered that the height of one zhang was actually not short, and the thigh-thick log was actually quite strong. and the Zhennan Army, which was expected to survive for a long time, was actually quite violent.

If it weren't for this precious rest time, the soldiers who had been busy all night might not be in a good state.

The first wave of headless attacks was quickly repulsed. The leader of the Maitreya Sect, who was watching the battle at the head of the city, ordered his men to carry the ladder into the city, and launched the next wave of attacks. When the Maitreya disciples rushed under the wall and set up the ladder, they were dumbfounded. Those ladders were built for the assault on the outer city three feet high. The inner city wall is too low, and there is still more than half of it after it is built.

Just as they were looking at each other on the ladder, the besieging cultists had already climbed the ladder. These people are already old climbers of ladders, and they have climbed to the height of the wall in three or two clicks. Before they could take a look at their improvement, they were shocked to find that they couldn't jump into the city at once as usual. Because there's a ladder in front of me.

The soldiers of the Zhennan Army in the city did not give them time to think about whether to go left or right around the ladder, and simply handed over the spears in their hands and stabbed the Maitreya disciples who were blocking behind the ladder down the ladder.

When the Maitreya followers saw this scene, they all stopped moving forward. Those who had already climbed up the half-cut ladder also jumped 'poof', and the attack failed again. Although the Maitreya sect is not afraid of death, it does not mean that they will accept this stupid way of death.

Annoyed and angry, the leader of the Maitreya Sect soon instigated a third offensive. He observed that the gates of the inner city could not be as strong as the outer city. This time, he ordered dozens of big men, under the cover of the disciples, to carry a thick log and desperately hit the city gate.

Finally, he was mistakenly hit and got the key point of the inner city. Because I never thought that the naval army base built in the inner lake would also suffer a catastrophe one day, so the Xiangyang Lake Water Village did not build an inner city at all. This inner wall, which was built to shield the work of the inner dockyard workshop, was not considered defensive at all. So the gate on the inner wall is really just a gate. If it weren't for the soldiers' temporary reinforcement and the blocking of dozens of bags of earth and stone at the door, I am afraid that the logs would have been smashed open at once.

Rao is like this, after five fierce impacts, the iron hoop that held the gate was finally deformed and broken, and the gate composed of more than a dozen logs was split at once. The cultists suddenly came to their senses, and regardless of the arrows shot from the city, they rushed forward to clear the earth and rocks blocking the gate.

A thousand soldiers of the Zhennan Army, who were facing the Great Lake with their backs and waiting for the battle, appeared in front of the Maitreya disciples in this way. The two sides were less than half a foot apart.

I saw the Maitreya sect members who were a little overwhelmed for a while. Chu Luo, who was standing in the military formation, smiled, he glanced at Che Yinguo, who was hanging on his shoulder, and hissed: "I didn't expect you and me to become mandarin ducks with the same fate." ”

Che Yinguo went to the city to supervise the battle a few days ago, and was shot in the left shoulder blade by a stray arrow, and the muscles on the left side immediately did not dare to move, not only was his arm hung up, but he couldn't even smile. He pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Chu, in fact, I have always wanted to say something to you. ”

Chu Luo was aroused by curiosity, and said with a smile: "Listen to me." ”

Che Yinguo said lightly: "This sentence is: You should study hard." ”

Chu Luo laughed and said, "I accept this opinion, how about you teach me well when you get to the underworld?" ”

Che Yinguo nodded and said, "Extremely willing." ”

Seeing that the enemy has come to his senses, it is time to launch a final attack. Chu Luo said suddenly: "We are all dying, let me ask you, can you answer truthfully?" I also told my brother to be an understanding ghost. ”

Che Yinguo looked at the Maitreya sect members who were getting closer and closer, and said in his heart, it's all at this time, what are you afraid of leaking the news? Thinking of this, he nodded vigorously.

Chu Luo turned his head, looked at Che Yinguo with blazing eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you steal that drawing?" ”

Che Yinguo swallowed his saliva and said resolutely: "Brother, don't worry, I am not Nanchu's lackey." Then I wanted to tell him what had happened.

At this time, the soldiers suddenly burst into cheers, interrupting Che Yinguo's words. The two looked up and saw that the rear formation of the Maitreya Sect army was already in chaos. Looking further away, I saw a group of blue-armored cavalry, led by a young captain armed with a mace, rushing towards the back of the Maitreya sect in a furious manner.

"Little boy?" Che Yinguo shouted in surprise. Chu Luo on the side, excited but a little disappointed, he knew that this time he couldn't ask the whereabouts of the drawings.

The 2,000 cavalry of Bo Xian Saiyang finally arrived in time, of course, if it weren't for the Maitreya Sect leader who had a fever in his head and cleared the city gate, even if they arrived, they could only stare outside the city. A four-legged horse cannot go beyond the tall walls.

Fortunately, thanks to this extra move, the cavalry battalion of Bo Xian Saiyang was able to enter the city without hindrance, slashing the enemy's ass with a sword. I saw Bo Xiang Saiyang taking the lead, shouting and picking up his mace, and rushed into the enemy formation. Before the Maitreya cultists could react to what was going on, more than a dozen people had already died under his eighty-pound mace.

With a successful blow, Bo Xianyang continued to move forward without stopping, and the mace in his hand also danced into a big windmill, and all the people who couldn't dodge were all flying with flesh and blood. If you are unfortunate enough to be hit, you won't even be able to fall a whole corpse.

The lethality of his kind of blow is secondary, and the key is that the enemy's senses are too stimulated. Seeing that as long as the people around them were touched, there was no one left behind, and the Maitreya disciples couldn't help but be frightened, and their farts flashed to the sides. was forced to be in the dense crowd and gave him a passage that was a few feet wide. The cavalry behind took the opportunity to follow closely behind the captain, and as long as they stretched out their weapons, they could take the lives of countless enemies like harvesting crops.

Bo Xian Saiyang's goal is very clear, to capture the thief and capture the king first, he must first behead the enemy's head under the horse. Any enemy who dared to stand in the way was crushed by his mace, and then trampled into pulp by the two thousand cavalry who followed. In the blink of an eye, he was already less than five feet away from the leader of the Maitreya Sect who was wearing a golden robe, lest others would not know.

At this time, even a fool knew that the target of this mace boy was the leader of the Maitreya Sect under heavy protection. This realization made the already angry leader nervous. It would not be good for such a big iron hedgehog to be smashed on his body, and thinking of this, the leader shouted: "Stop him, stop him!" ”

Since its establishment more than a month ago, the cathars have been in disarray, but they are not completely clueless. At least the chief's personal guard has already been built.

Hundreds of loyal guards, riding war horses, rushed towards Bo Xun Saiyang.

We have long said that just because a soldier is on a war horse does not mean that he is a cavalryman. Therefore, although these leaders and guards who are close to the water and get the moon first, although they are all riding horses, their combat effectiveness does not rise but falls, which also creates an opportunity for Bo Xian Saiyang to become famous in the first battle.

Seeing hundreds of horsemen rushing towards him, Bo Xianyang was not surprised but rejoiced, only to see his eyes wide open, his muscles tense for a while, and he actually grabbed the end of the rod handle with one hand, and raised an eighty pound of pig iron mace obliquely. Then he shouted violently, pulled out the mace with a long breath, and smashed the three horsemen who rushed to the front when he landed on the horse, flew straight back, and smashed several people off the horse.

Without waiting for the mace to fall below his waist, Bo Xian Saiyang's left hand slapped hard seven inches from the handle of the rod, and the powerful castration suddenly fell into the sea like a mud cow. The left hand that slapped on the handle of the rod pressed lightly, and the mace, which had been stopped violently, actually lifted up quickly again.

Caught off guard, two more horses were hit, this time the unlucky one was the war horse, which was taken away by the sharp nails on the hammer head, revealing the bloody inside, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Then the mace was on the rise, and Bo Xian Saiyang clenched it with both hands, clamped his crotch to shine on the night jade lion, and rushed towards the enemy in front of him.

I saw that when the hammer head was spinning, half of the body of several people suffered, screaming and falling to the ground, unable to see that they were alive.