"Chu and Han Compete for the Crown"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

In the sound of the horn of the Han army's armor soldiers, more than 20 towering wells finally slowly approached the north gate city wall, and when there were less than 20 steps away from the city wall, a large number of Han archers suddenly appeared on the high platform of the well that was empty, and the next moment, a tent of dense arrow rain had been shooting down towards the north gate city.

At the head of the North Gate City, the prisoners who were caught off guard suddenly fell down with screams.

"Ah, my eyes hurt me...... One of the prisoners was shot through the eye by an arrow and howled and jumped wildly over the city, but after a few moments he fell to the ground and died.

"Help, help, I don't want to die, Mother..." A little prisoner who was only sixteen or seventeen years old and full of childish face fell to the city screaming and screaming, and a feather arrow was suddenly stuck in his back, and as the little prisoner struggled, the feather at the end of the arrow was still trembling gently.

More than 20 wells, each with two layers of watchtowers up and down enough to accommodate fifty archers, and more than 1,000 archers were divided into five teams, and they shot at the north gate city in almost no intervals.

However, most of the fallen arrows were prisoners without armor, and as for the 3,000 veterans who died in Méng, most of them were armed with large shields and were covered with heavy armor, and the reed pole feather arrows shot by the Han archers basically did not pose much of a threat, unless they were unlucky enough to be shot directly at the front door, or hit the seam of the armor, they would be killed or hung with color.

Méng was wearing heavy armor and holding an iron bow and was shooting at the Han archers on the well, and a rain of arrows fell on him, but they were all bounced away, and the feather arrows shot by the Han archers were not enough to shoot through the heavy armor on Méng's body, but every time Méng was shot, a Han archer would inevitably fall.

After shooting more than a dozen Han archers, Méng shouted: "The old soldier stepped forward! ”

At the sound of the order, more than 1,000 veterans guarding the city stepped forward one after another, howling wildly, while using a large shield, or with a body covered with hòuhòu iron armor to block the invasion of the arrow rain, although the veteran soldiers continued to fall to the ground with arrows, but basically resolved the threat of the Han army's well, and the thousands of prisoners who were already on the verge of collapse regained their composure.

However, the attack of the Han army has just begun, with the power of the well, more than a dozen ladders and dozens of simple long ladders have been leaning on the north gate city wall, the next moment, a team of sharp blades, wearing Ge clothes of the Han army dead soldiers have used both hands and feet, climbing the ladders, long ladders to fly to the top of the city.

"Heavy troops retreat, light soldiers come forward!" méng ordered loudly again.

The veterans of the Chu army at the head of the city quickly retreated, they were holding large shields and knives, and their bodies were covered with heavy armor, their advantage was that they were close to the flesh, and it was not as convenient as the prisoners to throw the rolling wood and stones, and the prisoners without a piece of armor howled and rushed forward, picked up the rolling logs, and smashed the stones under the city.

"Die!" A prisoner picked up a boulder of hundreds of catties and smashed it down, and more than a dozen dead soldiers of the Han army who were climbing up the long ladder were suddenly smashed squarely, and they all screamed and fell downside down from a height of several zhang, but before landing, a dead soldier of the Han army still threw out the sharp blade in his hand, and shot through the throat of the prisoner.

"I'm coming, I'm coming......" A sturdy convict alone carried a piece of rolling log weighing four or five hundred catties, and was smashing it out of the battlement, when a feather arrow shot like lightning, and shot through his throat at once, and the sturdy convict's eyes suddenly bulged, and the rolling log raised high in his hands smashed into himself.

Another prisoner had just thrown a boulder down, but his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell from the city with a miserable howl in an instant, and after he landed, he did not lose his breath, but the swarming Han soldiers cut him into pulp in an instant.

The head of the city and the city head suddenly fell into the boundless noise, like boiling water, boiling to the sky.

Groups of Han soldiers rushed up the ladder, but fell down in the rain of rolling wood and stones, groups of prisoners shouted and grabbed behind the battlements, while throwing the rolling wood and stones while falling to the ground under the fire of the Han archers, at this moment, the god of death is opening its huge and hideous fangs, frantically harvesting fresh life. ..., the dead soldiers of the Han army are certainly not afraid of death, and the prisoners of the Chu army will never flinch!

After getting through the initial panic, the prisoners on the head of the city calmed down, in fact, they were numb, at this moment, they no longer had any distracting thoughts in their minds, they thought very simply, if the city fell, they would definitely die, so if they wanted to live, they must defeat the Han army, and they must defend the city.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

One after another huge crashing sound suddenly came from the city gate, with each crash sound, even the city wall under his feet was shaking violently, méng's face immediately changed, turned around and strode up to the city lookout, holding the battlement and looking down, only to see that a siege vehicle had reached the north gate and was violently hitting the city gate.

"Damn!" Méng snorted, and when he turned around, he roared, "Fierce fire oil!

"Fierce Fire Oil!"

"Fierce Fire Oil!"

In the roar of anger one after another, dozens of prisoners had already rushed forward with cans of fierce fire oil, and smashed them viciously outside the battlements, accompanied by the crisp sound of the crockpots shattering, and the fierce fire oil that was black and thick and emitted bursts of foul smell splashed in an instant, smearing the siege vehicles that were outside the city gate.

"Torches, torches!" Méng gave the order again, "Burn them!" ”

The siege vehicles that were crashing through the city gate and dozens of Han military warriors hiding in the garage were swallowed up by the flames at once, and in the terrible screams, more than a dozen burning men rushed out of the garage, but they were quickly burned to death on the spot.

The Han army was in the rear.

The corners of Li Zuoche's mouth suddenly twitched violently, and he immediately ordered: "Order, all Lou Fu shooters change rockets and burn the fierce fire oil on the city!" ”

"Whoa!" The soldiers guarding behind Li Zuo's body suddenly agreed, climbed to a temporary well beside him as a lookout, picked up two pennants and waved them vigorously.

On the well in front, more than a dozen Han army colonels gave an order, and dozens of Lou Fu shooters have been replaced with mulberry wood hard bows with two stone pulling force, and the original light and fluttering reed pole feather arrows have also been replaced with heavy wolf tooth heavy arrows.

Before the fire could be extinguished, another siege vehicle ran over the gates.

Méng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he ordered again: "Fierce fire oil, fierce fire oil is accurate..."

Dozens of convicts stepped forward with cans of fierce fire oil, however, at this moment, dozens of cold stars roared with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and shot through the crockpots held by this group of convicts, and in the crisp sound of the crockpots shattering, a cloud of dirty black and viscous fierce fire oil splashed on the city.

"Huh?!" Méng's pupils contracted sharply in an instant, and he immediately took two steps and jumped forward.

Almost at the same time as Méng's body landed, more than a dozen rockets had been accumulated on the city's head, and the next moment, the sky-high flames rose from the north gate, and the dozen or so veterans who were originally guarding the city's head and nearly a hundred prisoners fell into the flames at once, and Méng's robe was also stained with a few sparks, and it burned faintly.

"Damn!" Méng turned over and got up and extinguished the fire on his robe, and when he looked closely, he saw that the entire north gate city was completely enveloped in flames, except for a few veterans and prisoners. Except for those who were lucky enough to escape, most of the prisoners were buried in the flames, and it was obviously impossible to use the fire oil to stop the siege vehicles from hitting the door.

"Boom!" Suddenly, another dull thud came from beneath his feet.

Méng took a breath of cold air, and when he looked around again, he saw that the dead soldiers of the Han army had appeared on the city walls in several places, although there were not many dead soldiers of the Han army who grabbed the head of the city at this time, it was not enough to suppress the veterans of the Chu army on the head of the city, but as time went by, the dead soldiers of the Han army who grabbed the head of the city will only increase, and the situation has been extremely grim.

"General!" Méng took a step forward and said sharply, "Hurry up and dispatch the Xiao Cavalry Camp!" ”

Méng nodded heavily and drew his sword loudly, and said sharply: "Order, Xiao Cavalry Battalion...... Assault! ”

"Whoa!" méng Qiang suddenly agreed, and suddenly turned around and roared angrily, "The general has an order, the cavalry battalion assault, the cavalry battalion assault, the cavalry battalion assault ......"

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Inside the east gate of Liyang, nearly 1,000 cavalry were waiting for it.

Méng Keng was looking in the direction of the north gate, the expression on his face was undisguised anxious, the killing sound outside the north gate shook the sky, but he had to sit and wait here, how could a torment be described?

Suddenly, a fast horse galloped from the long street.

The knight on horseback galloped while looking up to the sky and howling: "The general has an order, the cavalry battalion assaults, the general has an order, the cavalry battalion assaults, the cavalry battalion assaults, the cavalry battalion assaults......"

"Is it finally our turn?!" The corners of Méng's mouth suddenly burst into a sinister smile, and at the moment he buckled the helmet in his hand heavily on his head, and pulled down the iron mask again, and his whole face was completely hidden behind the air-conditioned mask, only two burning eyes appeared in the narrow eye hole.

"Get on the horse!" Méng turned on his horse and drew his sword and roared.

Nearly a thousand cavalrymen who were sitting and waiting on the long street got up and mounted their horses, and then drew their sharp ring-headed swords one after another.

The three hundred heavy cavalrymen in heavy armor in the middle needed the help of the servants to get on their horses, and after getting on the horses, the servants handed the riders more than 300 huge cavalry spears with a length of three feet and six feet......

PS: Well, I rushed out a chapter before leaving, and it will be up to me at night. (To be continued)!.