(2nd Update)

Wu Song looked at the Jin army in the distance, and secretly said that if he had a large long-range weapon such as a trebuchet or a bed crossbow at this time, he would definitely be able to greatly kill and injure those sergeants.

But the Liao State is also dominated by cavalry motorized soldiers, and there are almost no craftsmen who know these manufacturing techniques, and Wu Song, who is extremely depressed, can only give up.

Jin Jun walked slowly, but also calmly.

When they approached the wall of Songting Pass, Wanyan Lou Room waved his hand, and a group of soldiers holding large shields rushed out of the infantry, the shields in their hands were at least twice as large as ordinary shields, and there was one more person hiding behind.

Wanyan Lou knew that after a few dozen zhang, they would enter the range of the Liao army's crossbow arrows.

When the Jin people stepped into a certain range, the experienced Yeluyan ordered the arrows to be released, and the first wave of arrows quickly shot at the Jin people, and after a group of crossbowmen finished firing, they immediately gave up their position and let another group of crossbowmen behind them come up, and they immediately loaded the crossbow arrows, and when the people in front of them finished firing, they could go up again.

In this way, a continuous rain of arrows can be formed, which is the first guarantee of Songting Pass. The bow and arrows were shot at the golden man in unison, and the force of the bow and arrow nailed to the shield made the arm of the soldier holding the shield sink, but he still walked firmly, and the shield phalanx was not blocked at all, and occasionally a golden man's arrow would not affect the entire phalanx.

The Jin people were almost unaffected by the rain of arrows, and the ladders and siege vehicles slowly approached the city wall, looking from the city, like a huge monster, opening its bloody mouth and devouring this pass.

At the same time, some of the Jin troops who hid behind the shield also counterattacked with crossbow arrows through the archery holes on the guò shields, and the two armies fought the first round of the battle with guò crossbow arrows in the city and down the city.

The Liao army occupied the high places, and there were battlements to cover them, taking advantage of the geographical advantage, but the results were not satisfactory, and there were almost as many screams from above and below the city.

Wan Yan Lou looked at the soldiers on the city with contempt, as if in his eyes, those were already dead people, and seeing that the time was almost up, he gave the order and could start the siege of the city.

The shield phalanx army immediately separated, and the ladders that were carried in the crooks of the soldiers' arms were finally lifted above their heads, and the drums in the Jin army camp shook the sky, and a tough battle came.

Wu Song pulled out the Longquan knife and shouted, "Kill, kill, kill." "Accompanied by the sound of drums on the arrow tower of Songting Pass, it is sonorous.

The last round of arrows was fired, and the soldiers drew their spears and broadswords, and by this time, some of the ladders were leaning against the city wall, and the Jin army below climbed up like ants.

The rolling stones and trees also fell like hailstones, and smashed on the bodies of those golden men, and from time to time the screams came from under the city walls, but this did not affect their will in the slightest, and their eyes were fixed on the battlements, and only by climbing up could they live.

There are even some Liao soldiers holding long forks and turning over the ladder, and the Jin army above is also like a spider with a broken thread, falling straight down, and those who greet him are probably crushed.

Now that the crossbowmen were not in the aisles of the city walls, they climbed up the stone towers of the arrow towers and pointed their arrows at the slowly approaching siege engines, the soldiers with shields in one hand and carts in the other, and once they were allowed to move to the gates, it would be very troublesome.

The first few quarters of an hour are often the most important in siege warfare, because at that time the defenders have all the weapons used up at once, and if the besieging side cannot resist it, or if they lose their fighting spirit in a cowardly battle, they will definitely be defeated.

But the Jin people survived, and the blood of their companions not only did not make them afraid, but also made them feel a trace of excitement, this excitement came from the ubiquitous breath of death on the battlefield, at this moment, they seemed to be not fighting with people, but fighting against death, which would undoubtedly detonate the bloodthirsty killing intent in their hearts.

Kill! Kill! Kill! If you want me to die, I'll let you die first. There is no right or wrong, only bloodthirsty killing intent.

The first golden man rushed to the battlements of Songting Pass, and he was greeted by several spears, and before he could even raise the blade, he was pierced through the chest, and he spurted blood, staining the battlements of Songting Pass red.

The spear was drawn, and his body fell down the tower like a sack that no one used. But at this time, there was a kind of glory in the soldier's eyes, and he was the first to rush to the tower, and this alone was enough to make him feel honored, and besides, it was a great thing in itself.

This is the glory that belongs to this nameless soldier, destined not to be recorded in the history books, to be praised by future generations, he is just a tiny speck of dust in the long river of history, just as this tower also has the blood of someone before.

The slaughter continued, and more and more Jinmen rushed to the city. This is also one of the disadvantages of Songting Pass, the city wall is too short and thin, the Jin people do not need to climb too long to reach the city wall, if the Jin people have large siege equipment, they can directly break the wall of Songting Pass, attack from the gap.

There are not many golden soldiers from the city, but almost all of them are ten, and on the tower of Songting Pass, the blood of the Liao people has gradually increased.

There is blood everywhere, wailing and moaning everywhere, this is the battlefield, the hell on earth, a veritable meat grinder.

Wu Song took out the Longquan knife and slashed at a golden man who was climbing up, cutting off half of his brain, and the brains of Bai Huahua mixed with blood and sprinkled the city.

"Brothers, go up on top." His Longquan knife skirt uàn cherry blossom wood thirsty colony さ ding 杩竦乜 sincere worm cut ┩ scared Lai Mu Quail forgiveness

Killing and being killed are often only in an instant, people on the battlefield hardly think, they will only mechanically shake the weapons in their hands, look at this, kill, look at those blood flying, stumps and broken arms surround you, either you kill me, or I kill you, this is the law of war.

No one understands this better than Wu Song, in his previous life, after many cruel elimination of the secret room, his heart was already as hard as steel, when the dagger in his hand pierced into the chest of the brother who still lived together in the past, just to grab an ordinary steamed bun, just to be able to live, anyone would face killing and blood, and deal with it safely.

Wu Song didn't care about the injury on his back at all, he just waved the Longquan knife in his hand vigorously, stood in the weakest place of Songting Pass, and started a face-to-face hand-to-hand fight with the Jin army that kept coming up.

The sharpness of the sword, whether it was a steel knife or a spear, or a head, hands and feet, was divided into two, and then thrown out of the city like waste. This is definitely the most intense place on the city tower, Wu Song's armor, hands, and back are all blood-red, among them, there are his own, and more are Jinren.

The Liao people on the city tower were infected by his bravery, and their courage came spontaneously, and they slashed at those golden people with knives and guns, blood, uncle, I want to see blood, if you don't give it, I will cut it until you give it.

Even the heroic Jin people, seeing Wu Song's god-like appearance, subconsciously stayed away from the cloud ladder, and the decline of the Liao people was alleviated.

But the slaughter continued, and the tug-of-war inside and outside the walls was like an insatiable Grim Reaper, devouring blood and stumps. Every moment, more than one body loses its breath, and more of them are Liao.

Looking at the god-killing Wu Song, Wanyan Lou Room showed a look of surprise, his eyes showed thought, thinking that Liao Guo could have such an ability to be a well-known veteran, but none of them met.

Could it be him? Wanyan Lou Room had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly a name popped up, the person who defeated Yelu Yujian, went straight into Xijing, and entered Xijing.

His tiger eyes narrowed slightly, full of war intent.

Thinking of this, he jumped off his horse and picked up the battle axe and shield in his hand, and the cavalry behind him also looked at him in surprise, he had not taken action in person for a long time.

But they did not hesitate, and all dismounted to guard around him. A group of golden soldiers and horses in black armor moved under the city, and wherever they went, the golden people were excited, cheering, and willing to use their bodies to protect those people.

After Yan Lou didn't think about it, he chose the cloud ladder where Wu Song was stationed, and one of his subordinates wanted to climb in front of him, but he glared at him and retreated.

His hand grasped the rough surface of the ladder, and suddenly remembered that he had not climbed the ladder for a long time, and he suddenly remembered the first time he attacked the Liao people with Ah Gu, when Huining Mansion, on the ladder, he was in front, Ah Gu was behind, and the two rushed up to the city tower and slashed the heads of the Liao people, how happy they were at that time.

Suddenly, he felt much younger, and his hands and feet began to climb up.

Wu Song noticed it, he looked at the tiger bearded man who was climbing up, and he was also a little nervous, but it was more of a fighting spirit, he wouldn't not be able to guess who this person was, but he was not afraid, yes, it was just a concealed fighting intent.

Whether it is Wu Song in the previous life or Wu Song in the current life, they will not be afraid, and their personalities are the same.

When Wanyan Lou was about to reach the castle tower, the shield covered his head, and the battle axe in his hand swung forward vigorously. Wu Song didn't expect his movements to be so fast, and when he blocked it with the Longquan knife, his arm shook, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

He was shocked, he knew how powerful his blow was, and it was something that Xiao Gan couldn't resist. Wu Song suddenly had a deep sense of crisis, if he didn't get rid of this person, whether it was for Liao or Song, it would be a nightmare.

In fact, Wanyan Lou's room was not easy, but he held the bar of the ladder tightly, and tried his best to block the trend of turning outward, but it was also a burst of blood churning. There was also a hint of murderous intent flashing in his tiger eyes.

He took advantage of this opportunity and jumped up to the aisle of the castle tower. When a Liao man saw this, he raised his spear and stabbed it at him. But he only glanced at it, and the heavy battle axe hit the Liao soldier's body like a meteor.

Liao Bing felt as if his internal organs had been shattered, and his mind was dizzy. Under the exclamation of everyone, he was knocked four or five meters away from the city tower, and fell heavily into a puddle of meat sauce.

The power of an axe is so far.