The battle between the two armies quickly turned into a tug-of-war from the initial temptation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Hu people's wooden shield tactics are very effective, more and more wooden shields are placed within three hundred steps of the city wall, and the Huangxia army has attacked several times, trying to burn the wooden shield, but with little success.

The steam crossbow can strike accurately at a range of 500 paces, beyond which the Hu cavalry can effectively evade by relying on mobile strength. The deserted summer infantry burned the wooden shield, the wooden shield was very humid, unless it was burned with fuel, it would not ignite at all, and the soldiers entered the area where the wooden shield was placed, and at the same time entered the attack range of the Hu archers.

Now that the walls of the new city can no longer be used by infantry, the Hu people rely on wooden shields as cover, and frantically throw bows and arrows at the head of the city. On the second day of entering the new city, the head of the new city began to be in an emergency.

"Remember to stick to tomorrow morning, when you can take it down. I will no longer control the fuel, and all the fuel for the day will be distributed. Luo Chuan resolutely ordered the four captains around him.

"Guaranteed to get the job done." The four young officers, facing Luo Chuan and the commander behind him, hit straight like a benchmark, clenched their fists with one hand, the heart of the fist downward, and hammered heavily to the chest, the most standard military salute of the Deserted Summer Army.

"Wow" Luo Chuan and the officer beside him saluted together.

A brigade of more than 1,000 people has to guard the earthen city wall that is more than 1,000 meters long, and it can be said that the strength is very weak, and it has to hold out for a whole day while losing the long-range suppression power. The young officers had no way to complain, so they turned around and trotted to their own defense area with their hands raised.

"There is only one day, and all the tunnels in the city must be dug up, except for a layer of counterattack fuel, all the rest will be used to burn water and ice. Execute it now. After Luo Chuan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and several people also dispersed quickly without saying much.

In this extremely passive battle, Luo Chuan was ready to turn decay into an artifact and use the trench into a meat grinder. And not only was the defense successful, Luo Chuan was also ready to eat the last 300,000 Hu people in the Central Plains, yes, he used 30,000 Huangxia soldiers and 10,000 Chu troops to eat nearly ten times his own Hu army. The key to this battle lies in the excavation of tunnels and trenches, according to Luo Chuan's vision, even if it is not enough to dig for three days and three nights, let alone only one day left. But even so, Luo Chuan did not doubt that his tactics that had crossed the times would lose.

In order to prevent the casualties caused by the Hu people's projectiles, the city began to change. The Deserted Summer Army reserved only one boilerman, one ballistamen, and the rest of the personnel were all withdrawn from the city wall. The Hu people had been waiting for a long time, and the infantry finally pressed forward with siege equipment. On the snowy earth, there was a black oppression, and at this time, the ballistae of the Deserted Summer Army began to wield power.

The defense of the Hu people against the ballista has been very well done, from three hundred steps to five hundred steps, there are many wooden shield bunkers, as long as they are targeted by the ballista, the Hu infantry will drill into the wooden shield to evade. Despite this, the casualties of the Hu infantry are still very large, so you can't hide in the bunker all the time, as long as you take the lead, the gunners can seize the opportunity and bring up the blood flowers.

The attack of the ballista is very sharp, but there are too many Hu infantry, hiding in the Saimen knife car, the shooting range is very limited, and the Hu people are getting closer and closer to the city wall. Out of the 300-step wooden shield area, the Hu infantry also began to exert their might, and the infantry did not have bows and arrows but threw stones in their hands.

Naturally, there are not so many stones in the ice and snow, and the Hu people break the ice crystals on the spot. Wrapped in a palm-wide strip of cloth and held above the head to rotate, the Hu people naturally did not understand centrifugal force, they only knew that they could use this method to beat away the wolves on the grassland. The threat posed by this kind of throwing stone is even greater, and the number of arrows of the cavalry is still controlled, and this weapon is made of local materials, which can be said to be a continuous and overwhelming ice and snow projectile, which crackles on the Saimen knife cart.

The opening of the door car is small, plus the tip of the knife on the outside. The large amount of ice and snow that was smashed quickly turned into ice crystals, condensed together, and blocked the view. "This won't work, I'll go out and watch the boiler." Taking advantage of this short meeting, many Hu people have advanced to the front of the wooden horse rejection position. The ballistamen was in a hurry, pulled open the air duct, and strode out of the gatekeeper.

This option was not unique, and most ballistamen mounted their ballistae on the roof of their cars. Boarding the launch pad, the crossbowman just pulled the trigger, and "Papapa" hit many hard objects above his head in a row, and the power of the ice cubes flying out in this way was no different from that of stone bullets. With a huge impact force, a cloud of blood mist exploded on the brain, and he fell to the sky with a firing attitude.

In Deserted Summer, the Ballista Gunner is called the core of a group, and only good soldiers can operate the crystallization of this Deserted Summer technique. Boilermen, on the other hand, are not ordinary, they are not good at shooting, they are not good at fighting. The only thing that is still useful is their thick and round arms, and they have strength, but only strength. If there's one boilerman's greatest wish, it's to fight and kill the enemy with a ballista.

The sight of the ballistamen falling from the firing to the sky was extremely terrifying, his hands stiff and raised, the flesh and blood on his eyebrows blurred, and the whole brain was rotten. The death of his comrades did not intimidate the boilerman, and he was stunned for almost three seconds, and he strode onto the launch pad. Pick up the ballista and pull the trigger hard.

Many Hu people have already entered the range of the horse rejection pit, and the distance is less than 100 steps. If the ballista wants to hit the Hu infantry at the front, he needs to poke out more. Maybe God forbid, maybe the Hu people ignored this boiler, thinking that after killing the ballistamen, they wouldn't roar out that terrible crossbow bolt again.

Ice bullets and arrows flew over the boilerman's head, but he was still alive, and the ballista in his hand quickly finished firing a crossbow box. After many times of quietly simulating the actions of the ballistamen, it finally had an effect, and after a pause of less than twenty seconds, the crossbow box was jammed. Pedal on the launch pad again.

The horse rejection pit was too sparse and did not play a big role in the Hu people, and the cavalry company synchronized the troops, and the blows of the ballistae were getting closer and closer.

The boilerman was very excited, he was so happy today, he not only avenged his partner, but also had a good time. Once again, he climbed onto the launch pad, unaware that many of the boilers had been muted. For no other reason, those dumb ballistas, from ballistae to boilers, they all died under the overwhelming ice bombs of the Hu people.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The boilerman, still lucky, the ice bullet stray arrow just didn't hit him. The Hu people are getting closer and closer, and there are already Hu people on his right hand side who have already taken the ladder to the wall. He poked his entire upper body out, plugged the door car, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the Hu man on the wall ladder, and shouted. "Die."

The sound of steam jetting did not suppress the muffled sound in his chest. Luck ran out, and an ice bullet and an arrow hit the ribs from the side of the cuirass, breaking the ribs and piercing the lungs. "It hurts." He felt his breath hard, and every breath felt like a knife in his chest. The boiler hand took a deep breath, which was not easy to breathe, and the swollen lungs touched the arrow, which easily pierced the lungs.

The ballista continued to roar, and the boilermen, and non-crossbowmen, aimed their guns at one of the largest gatherings of the Hu before entering the darkness. The trigger was squeezed heavily on his hand, and until the crossbow box was finished, the muzzle of the gun was still spitting white smoke with the incoming thrust.

"The time has come. Break the wall. "At the bottom of the city wall, as soon as I came out of the city wall, I was suddenly poked open a hole the size of a bowl. The Hu people, who had already rushed under the city wall, were stunned when they heard the movement. "Zheng Zheng Zheng!" A violent metallic sound roared from the mouth of the wall. The ballistae on the head of the city are not the main striking force, in order to cover up the rest of the ballistas, Luo Chuan only placed more than a hundred ballistas on the wall, and the total number of ballistae on each wall is less than forty, which is only one-third of the Huangxia army with more than 300 boilers. The remaining one-third Luo Chuan dug many holes at the bottom of the city wall, in order to hide the more than 100 ballistas and give the Hu people a surprise attack.

The sudden change of "retreat, retreat" made the Hu people who had already arrived under the city wall stunned, so close without shelter, directly facing this kind of weapon, it was simply to send them to death. Under the first blow, thousands of people fell, swarming backwards. (To be continued.) )