Chapter 120: Ascending the City

It was already afternoon when Yang Bao set off from Yicheng. It also took a lot www.biquge.info of time to organize the soldiers and build a long ladder under the Yiguan Pass, and it was already evening before the siege was carried out two rounds. Sunset, twilight.

Youcheng Haoqiang stepped forward and said, "General, it's getting late now, it's better to attack the city tomorrow." ”

Yang Bao shook his head and said: "There are many dreams at night, and there are few soldiers in Yiguan, and they will not be able to support the city day and night. Please also go home and recruit young people to come here. ”

Yicheng Haoqiang's face is difficult.

They are not stupid, they can't see that Yang Bao is using Yicheng Qingzhuang as cannon fodder, how can they be willing to push their own children into the fire pit?

Yang Bao couldn't see their thoughts. He smiled slightly and said: "You can think clearly, if you can't win the Yiguan, in the future, between the Yiguan and Yicheng, I'm afraid it will be the forefront of the confrontation between Qin Wei." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yicheng Hao and Ling Ling shuddered, didn't it?

The danger of the pass should be best understood by their locals, once there are reinforcements from the east of the river, no matter how many, then 3,500 soldiers, this pass will be difficult to attack.

Although the Qin State could attack Hanoi through the Yiguan Road, the best way for the Wei army to deal with it was to choose a city in the corresponding place of the Yiguan Pass to curb the momentum of the Yiguan. I don't think there's anything more suitable than Yicheng.

Once Qin Wei fought a tug-of-war here, it would be a hellish nightmare for the locals of Yicheng.

Needless to say, we all know how much damage war has done to people's livelihood. But the damage of different wars to the people's livelihood is big and small, and the biggest damage is this kind of tug-of-war confrontation, if Qin Wei really fights in this place, it will not take a year, this place will become a no-man's land, and it will become a white land where there is no one except the army. For Haoqiang, whose family business is here, what could be a more vicious nightmare than this?

Even though they knew that Yang Bao just wanted his children to be cannon fodder, they just thought of this ending, even if they were cannon fodder.

All the powerful families sent people back to recruit their own children. Yang Bao has been urging the attack without stopping.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Feng Wuxuan thought that the guards would stop and attack again tomorrow, but he didn't want the torches under the city to light up one after another, and after a while, they were connected together, and it looked like a sea of fire from a distance.

Feng Wuxue's face was gloomy, and he could barely see his face in the darkness, only a pair of gloomy eyes radiated a cold light. They are the eyes of lone wolves.

Feng Wuxuan's eyes swept over the soldiers on the city. The three-zhang wide city head was not spacious, and Feng Wuxuan could see it at a glance. I saw that the city was densely packed with corpses, and few of them were guards, most of them were Qin troops.

And even most of these people died not at the hands of the guards, but at the hands of their own people.

This young man who was temporarily recruited, he had seen this formation there, as soon as he went into battle, he didn't dare to step forward, Feng Wuxuan made a ruthless move, and killed several people who retreated in a row, so that he could control the situation.

But even so, their young and strong combat strength is sparse and ordinary, they don't know how to advance when they advance, they don't know how to retreat when they retreat, and nearly 100 people died under the crossbow arrows.

It was only after the guards had fought in two waves that they learned how to dodge the crossbow arrows.

At this time, it was also dark, and the guards were playing new tricks. In the darkness, the crossbow arrows could not be used, but countless torches were thrown up the city in circles, and many more fell under the city walls, and they were dotted from afar. One by one, the fireheads lit up, and taking advantage of the light of the fire, the guards began a night battle.

Even though countless torches were lit, the area was lit as if it were day. But it was still not as light as the day, and the night battle was actually even more unfavorable to the guards, and countless soldiers fell from the city because they couldn't see the long ladder clearly, or fought with their own people.

The effect of night battles and sieges is far less than that of daytime. However, Yang Bao never thought that they were of any use. He wanted the city to be up to him day and night to see how long they could last.

The young men in the city take turns to rest, and there are no tents, just find an open space on the side and lie there to rest, about every two hours, they rotate.

Yang Bao sat upright on his horse and stared at the city.

The shouts of killing did not stop all night.

The early morning sun shone from behind Yang Leopard, pulling out mottled shadows.

The bonfires used for lighting here and there were slowly extinguished, and only scattered sparks were still flashing, announcing that they were still burning.

A corpse spread a whole layer under the city. Layered on top of each other. Dozens of long ladders fell under the city, some broken by rolling stones, and some ignited by fire oil. There's everything.

At this moment, there was calm in front of the city, as if nothing had happened. People who don't know think that the night of fierce fighting is over, but in fact, it is the opposite.

On the top of the city, Feng Wuxue stood lonely like a sculpture. Suddenly, in a dry voice, he said, "How many more are there?" ”

Someone behind him said; "Less than fifty."

Feng Wuxue turned his head and looked at the soldiers in front of him, many people didn't dare to raise their heads and look at Feng Wuxue.

In their eyes, Feng Wuxue was undoubtedly a big demon.

Not everyone is willing to live and die with Yiguan. But Feng Wuxuan had already blocked the city, and even if he wanted to join the enemy, he had nowhere to throw. I want to defect, I want to surrender, I want to escape. Or those who looked like they were going to escape, all of them died under Feng Wuxue's hands.

Therefore, although Feng Wuxuan was extremely sleepy, he didn't dare to blink his eyelids. I was worried about the tricks of the guards, and I was also worried about what happened to the soldiers around me.

If it could, Feng Wuxuan didn't want to do it either. But he has no kindness to the top and bottom of Yiguan, and if he wants to let the family die, how can he just talk in the vernacular.

So Feng Wuxuan could only use a knife. At this moment, Feng Wuxue's spirit was a little trance-like, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, in whose hands would he die, in the hands of the guards, or in the hands of these soldiers around him?

It's just that even if death is imminent, as long as there is one breath left, he will not give up.

Yang Bao felt that the heat was almost over. Just as he was about to attack, a horse came from the east, dismounted in front of Yang Bao, and said loudly: "Jun Shang's forward has arrived in Yicheng, ask Captain Yang, when can you take Yiguan?" ”

Yang Bao said loudly: "Please report back to your lordship, just today." ”

After sending off the messenger, Yang Bao said loudly in front of the soldiers who had recuperated all night: "Just now, the king sent an envoy to ask when I would be able to win the Yiguan, and I told him that it was today. Let's go. ”

Yang Bao suddenly pulled out his long sword and shouted, "It's today." ”

The soldiers, who had already rested all night, were full of energy, pulled out their long swords and said, "It's today." ”

Yang Bao took the lead, from dozens of steps away, wanting to rush to the city.

The more than 100 people prepared by Yang Bao are all Wei Wuji's personal soldiers and knights, and these are all the best of the best, not only in the horse, but also in foot combat.

Otherwise, Yang Bao's department would not have more than 300 people, and its status was almost the same as that of Wei Wuji's captain with 1,000 foot soldiers.

The crossbow arrows on the head of the city were shot, although the arrows were few, but the thieves were accurate, but a few arrows overturned several people, but at this time the guards under the city also began to counterattack.

Some of them had to use crossbows, some used bows, a burst of rapid shots, and there were more than 100 crossbows behind them, which shot overwhelmingly at the head of the city, suppressing everyone at the head of the city in an instant.

When several long ladders leaned against the head of the city, some people jumped up to the head of the city in three steps and two steps, and before they could stand firm, they were struck by a sword and planted from the head of the city.

Fierce confrontations began at the head of the city.

It's not that Feng Wuxuan doesn't want to use rolling stones to beat wood, but overnight, the rolling stones and thunderwood prepared by the city head don't know when they have been used up.

Yang Bao took a deep breath, jumped up from the long ladder, climbed the city wall, and danced with the long sword in his hand. , for a time clanging, fighting with several people, occupying a place at the head of the city.

A strong wind came to his face, Yang Bao raised his sword to block, only to feel a strong surge, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and looked up, a middle-aged man covered in blood, extremely embarrassed, his face was also covered with blood, I don't know how many days I haven't taken care of it.

Yang Bao knew that this person must be Feng Wuxue.