Chapter 141: Raid

Dou Gui was very satisfied with the results, although he failed to make great progress, but the power of the stone thrower was obvious to all, and while it hit the morale of the city, it also greatly improved his status in Huai Zong's heart, which can be seen from Huai Zong's excited eyes.

"Prince, after a while, push twenty more stone throwers up, and attack them for half a day, and when they practice makes perfect, the power will be much greater. In addition, we have a little more big shield to protect them, and we must be able to hold on for a while longer. ”

Huai Zong nodded again and again, "It's not enough, seize the time to build some more." He stretched out his hand and asked someone to bring the wine, "Come, let's celebrate first." ”

"Thank you, Prince." Dou Gui smiled and took the horn cup and drank it all.

After a short rest, Dou Gui asked people to push up twenty more stone throwing machines, and at the same time arranged dozens of large shields in front of each stone throwing machine to protect the people who were using the stone throwing machines from the attack of the strong crossbows fired from the city wall, reduce their panic, and make them more at ease. In this way, most of the rockets shot by Xia Yu missed, and the power was greatly reduced, and when the people saw this, their mood finally calmed down a little, and they became more and more proficient, hitting more and more stones on the city wall, and loud rumbling noises sounded from time to time.

At this moment, Xia Yu gave an order, Wang Chan in Feng Yuan jumped out with more than a hundred soldiers, and the two soldiers in front carried a folding ladder and threw it into the deep ditch, and the people behind immediately stepped on the still shaking ladder and jumped across the deep ditch, roaring towards the stone thrower. Dou Gui, who was supervising the battle in the back, saw it, and immediately waved the battle flag in his hand, and ordered the foot soldiers behind the stone thrower to come forward and fight.

Two teams of hundreds, one on the left and one on the right, pincer-outflanked them. Wang Chan roared loudly, brandished the war knife in his hand and greeted him, and the two sides killed together. At the beginning, Wang Chan was still vigorous, but after a long time, the disadvantage of the number of people was revealed, and they were soon surrounded by each other, although they rushed left and right, trying their best to fight, but they still could not break out of the encirclement.

Dou Gui smiled slightly, waved the order flag again, and two hundred-person teams rushed out of the formation, rushing straight towards Wang Chan and the others, surrounding Wang Chan from behind, and slashing hard.

"Help, help!" Wang Chan screamed as he swung his knife and cut down a big man with a beard. The flag-bearer beside him hurriedly unfurled the goshawk banner for help and danced vigorously.

"Drumming!" Xia Yu waved his hand, the war drums at the head of the city suddenly exploded, and Wang Chan and others, who were surrounded by the Xianbei people and fought in the middle, suddenly became agitated, and at the same time abandoned the opponent, and quickly formed a circle back to back, and combined the shields in their hands to form a shield wall, like a huge turtle shell, no matter how the Xianbei people slashed and killed, they just didn't fight back, but shrank up.

The Xianbei people laughed and cursed in a mess to show their contempt for the Han people, but before they could come back to their senses, a sharp howl that tore through the air suddenly sounded overhead.

A canopy of arrows poured down, shooting the Xianbei people who were slashing around Wang Chan to the ground, and the ghosts cried wolf. Most of them wear leather armor, at this distance can barely cover the arrows shot by the bow of the city, but in front of the crossbow arrows shot by the strong crossbow, the leather armor is as vulnerable as a layer of paper, in order to encircle and kill the assault of the Han soldiers, their formation is very dense, it is an excellent arrow target, the "whoosh" arrow sound is endless, each sound brings up a tent of blood beads, and the strange screams are endless.

Compared with the Xianbei people who were caught off guard, the Han pawn in the middle not only had a shield to protect his body, but also wore iron armor on his body, even if he was shot by an arrow through the gap in the shield, it would not be fatal.

After a burst of fire, most of the four hundred-man team fell, and the rest were in shock, holding shields, covering each other, and no longer caring about the soldiers hiding behind the shields. The drumming at the head of the city suddenly stopped, and the Han soldiers, who had been waiting anxiously, dispersed again, rushed past the Xianbei people who had not yet reacted, and rushed straight to the nearest stone thrower, running all the way, throwing several oil cans at each stone thrower.

The oil tank smashed on the stone thrower, and the oil splashed out, and then it was ignited by the rockets fired at the head of the city, and the raging fire flew up, and more than a dozen stone throwers immediately fell into the sea of fire, and they could not be saved.

Wang Chan and the others, who threw the oil can, seized the opportunity, whether it was the Han people, the Xianbei people, or the Huns, chopping their heads and covering their faces for a while, and then ran away, rushed through the deep ditch with a smoke, put away the ladder, and hid behind Feng Yuan.

Look at the stone throwers crackling in the fire, and the city is full of cheers and morale. Dou Gui's face was flushed with anger, although he was prepared, he was still not fully prepared, obviously in these tactics, he was far from Xia Yu. Xia Yu came prepared, and at once he lost more than 200 people and destroyed more than a dozen stone throwers.

"Again." Dou Gui shouted angrily.

The people looked at the burning stone thrower, and one by one they cowered. Dou Gui was furious, drew his knife and cut down two, forcing the people to push the remaining stone throwers to the front of the formation, and the soldiers with large shields stepped forward to cover, and the archers were behind, ready to kill the Han soldiers who might attack. If Xia Yu still dared to use this method, he would let them have no return.

The stone thrower had just been installed in place, and before it had time to roar, the Han pawn behind Feng Yuan jumped out again, Dou Gui looked at it, and while ordering the archers to shoot, he ordered the sword and shield hand to come forward to intercept and kill, and at the same time pay attention to maintaining the formation, not to surround and kill on all sides, so as not to be tortured and killed by the strong crossbows at the head of the city, just lined up in a horizontal line in front of the assault Han soldiers, and did not let them approach the stone thrower.

Wang Chan and the others rushed to the ground, but they did not step forward to break through, and they were still ten steps away from the sword and shield hand sent by Dou Gui, they suddenly stopped, and the few people in front of them were holding sword and shields, but the people behind them rounded their arms and threw one oil tank after another to the Xianbei sword and shield hand who was waiting for the battle.

The oil canister exploded on the shield, the oil splashed everywhere, and the sword and shield hands were splashed all over the face, and suddenly someone reacted and looked at the city in horror.

The fire quickly spread to the bodies of the sword and shield hands, burning them so much that they could no longer care about the enemy being ten steps in front of them, throwing their weapons and fighting the fire on their bodies, and some saw that the fire was too big to extinguish, so they simply fell to the ground and rolled.

The strict formation suddenly dispersed, Wang Chan led the people to roar past, rushed to the stone thrower again, threw out the remaining oil cans, and the rockets at the head of the city flew immediately, and ignited the stone throwers again, like a pile of brilliant bonfires.

Dou Gui was dumbfounded.

Liu Xiu was full of praise, Xia Yu was really an experienced and famous general, these ideas were really one ring after another, and Dou Gui was played around, and he couldn't prevent it, and in a blink of an eye, he burned forty or fifty stone throwers, killing and burning three or four hundred people. Looking at those who were tossing and wailing in front of the formation, Liu Xiu felt very happy while being frightened for a while.

If only there were no Han people among those people, Liu Xiu thought with some regret.

"Mao hasn't grown yet, and you want to fight with Lao Tzu?" Xia Yu looked at Dou Gui who was standing still in the distance, as if he saw the expression on his face like a mournful woman, and shook his hand disdainfully.

"The Captain is mighty!" The city was filled with cheers.

"Long live the adults!" The enthusiastic cheers brought everyone out of the terrified shadow of the trebuch.

"Your Excellency is so resourceful." Lu Min also admired convincingly.

"Well, it's just a little trick." Xia Yu glanced at the excited soldiers around him, turned his head, and couldn't hide the worry in his eyes, he pulled Lu Min and Liu Xiu to a corner, lowered his voice and said, "I won't be so lucky next time." The Dou kid reacted quickly and responded very promptly, and the same method may not work the second time. He looked at Lu Min and then at Liu Xiu: "I'm worried that next time we won't be able to get close to the stone thrower at all and throw out the oil tank." ”