Under the dim yellow sky, trebuchets creaked. Projectiles weighing more than 100 catties flew up to the clouds one after another, and then fell with a roar. The wind smashes the earth back and forth.

"Boom!" "Boom!" The sound of the stones touching the walls was like thunder. Woo-woo-woo-woo, the poignant horn sound is like a ghost crying. Knock, knock, knock, the sound of war drums matches the rhythm of the heartbeat, which makes people's blood boil. Accompanied by thunder, horns, and drums, groups of Youzhou foot soldiers rushed out from behind the smoke and dust, holding shields, holding bows, and carrying ladders, heading straight for the crumbling city wall.

The seemingly thin walls of Yixian County are far stronger than people think. In the past half a month, the attackers have exhausted all kinds of means, such as smashing stones, burning fires, and storming with ladders, but they cannot let it fall. The defender was very sophisticated, not only plugging all the gates with sandbags, but also dividing the walls into small areas, each connected by a "passage" that could be passed sideways by a single person. Inside the city walls, several arrow towers made of wood are on standby. Whenever a certain section of the city wall is taken by the Youzhou army, it is convenient for the defense to stuff the lost section to death, so that the Youzhou army cannot expand the results. Immediately after, the feathered arrows will cover the fallen section of the wall, shooting all living creatures into hedgehogs.

This is a tactic invented by the Goguryeo people in Liaodong City. The Grand Governor of Youzhou was well aware of the power of this tactic. At that time, the people in the city and the people outside the city belonged to two countries, so the defenders would rather die to the last man than surrender. Except, of course, for the deception of respite.

But Luo Yi didn't understand what caused the defenders of Yi County to regard themselves as revenge. According to common sense, the original owner of the six counties of Boling has been dead for more than 20 days, and it is far better to have Luo Yi, the general of Huben, take over the place than to make these counties borderless. In these years of war and chaos, the region without the rule of the strong will be unimaginably chaotic. Rogues, bandits, and powerful raiders under various banners will spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and soon turn the anointed land into a barren.

The attackers approached the target quickly, and as they did the other day, they were barely intercepted along the way. The defenders don't give a breath of life, as if they all died in battle. Only the military flag, which had been shot by feather arrows, was still standing in the corner of the collapsed enemy building, constantly fluttering in the wind. "Hunt!" Hunt! "Hunt! Hunt! …

"Whoosh!" Thousands of feathered arrows swooped down from the clouds and shot towards the head of Yi County. The blood-stained and re-dried earthen walls instantly came to life, densely "growing" rows of carved feathers. Between the layers of carvings, dark red smoke and dust slowly rise, and then the sky is dyed a dull yellow.

"Boom!" After the drums of war sounded, there was an abrupt halt. Immediately after, the catapults and feathered arrows all stopped. The battlefield suddenly became silent, as silent as a river of ice before it thawed. Then, the shouts were overwhelming, and the Youzhou army that rushed to the corner of the wall erected a cloud ladder and swarmed up.

They climbed like ants to the city. Like ants, they put the danger above their heads out of the way. The cry from their mouths is majestic and desolate, like autumn crickets, emitting the loudest and most magnificent notes of life. They soon fell from the ladder like autumn insects and ants, and the huge nail board slapped down the city, smashing the besieger's heavenly spirit cover, shoulders, ribs, and flesh flying!

The attacker was struck suddenly, and the rhythm came to a halt. Between the lightning and the fire, a terrible sound broke the silence of the defenders. A thousand cold stars flew down quickly from the city. The Youzhou army that was besieging the city trembled obviously, and then, the soldiers in the group lay down alternately like crops beaten by hail, and a little red blood bloomed in the crowd, gorgeous like spring flowers.

Luo Yi, the chief manager of Youzhou, turned pale, and quickly waved the command flag in his hand. A whimpering horn sounded from his side, and several pro-soldiers raised an orange horned flag to the top of the flagpole. The soldiers who were besieging the city quickly retreated when they heard the order, making room for the catapult to strike, and huge stones fell from the sky again, smashing the dilapidated city wall into a splash of dirt!

This time the defenders were no longer silent, but returned the salute to the attackers with several small ballistas. It is undeniable that they are very skilled in archery, and one of the three or five long crossbows will definitely hit the target. The huge impact will push the catapult that hits it to a staggering stagger. The stone that was throwing the arm lost its balance, swung from side to side, and fell. The wooden frame was twisted and torn apart. The soldiers operating the trebuchet fled quickly, and the people who carried the stones were crushed by the wooden frame, and they turned into a mass of meat sauce without humming.

Moments later, the attackers' ballistas retaliated and smashed dozens of bolts towards the defenders' hidden spots. Do, do, do, the long crossbow arrows erected a steel jungle at the head of the city. The defender's ballista vanished instantly. Catapults came alive again, smashing the walls like lotus leaves in the rain.

Another wave of foot soldiers shouted and rushed to the wall, erecting a ladder. On the top of the city, the bloodstained nail board smashed down again. Rolling wood, rocks, and feather arrows appeared one after another, unceremoniously harvesting life.

Under the city walls, Youzhou archers pulled their bows and fired suppressively. Feathered arrows cover the sky and the earth endlessly. The Boling army defending the city was far less numerous than the attackers, but the counterattack was very sharp. Several rows of feathered arrows shot down, immediately knocking down a large number of Youzhou archers. Taking advantage of the moment when the threat above their heads was reduced, hundreds of Youzhou soldiers leaned out from behind the sandbags and poured hot oil on their heads. Several torches followed the hot oil and fell on top of the Youzhou army. "Boom!" The flames rose into the air, and the people on the ladder wailed in the fire, dodged, and fell with smoke like moths that had strayed into the lampshade.

The second wave of attacks failed, and the third wave of Youzhou soldiers stepped on the corpses of the second wave, shouting and rushing to the city. Thick smoke blocked the entire battlefield, and the soldiers above and below the city could not see each other's faces. Just mechanically draw the bow, release the arrow, release the arrow, draw the bow.

Youzhou has a large number of foot soldiers, and the Boling foot soldiers are well-trained. The enemy and the enemy are inseparable from each other in the city. The dark black earthen walls slowly turned red, red like spring flowers, delicate and gorgeous. It's as red as a death divider! On both sides of the dividing line, thousands of lives came to an end together.

The wind blew, blowing away the thick red mist. Pale sunlight suddenly shot down from above the clouds, like a steel knife piercing a person's eye. The generals instantly saw the entire battlefield clearly, and saw clearly how many brothers they had buried in the wave of their hands. The drums of war on both sides slowly slowed down, as if there was a sudden tacit understanding, weakening, weakening, and finally silent.

The soldiers on both sides slowly separated, looked at each other, and were surprised to find that they were wearing the same uniforms.

They wore the same uniforms and held weapons of the same standard in their hands. They were all Great Sui officers, and perhaps they had fought side by side many years ago. For the emperor or for the country, but now, they have become enemies of life and death, and they want to kill each other as soon as possible.

"Dashuai!" Liu Yifang ran in front of Luo Yi, his face twitching.

"Mingjin, Mingjin!" Luo Yi knew what his henchman wanted to say, and waved his hand tiredly, ordering.

"Marshal, the enemy army will be unable to hold on!" Cao Yuanrang was unwilling to fail to attack again, and reminded loudly.

"Mingjin! Let the brethren come down and rest! Luo Yi, the general manager of Youzhou, shook his head lightly, his face full of exhaustion.

He regretted his decision to go south. If the same force is deployed to the outside of the fortress, dozens of tribes can already be wiped out and the territory can be expanded for thousands of miles. However, twenty days have passed since the day the troops were dispatched, and he was blocked in the north of the Yishui River, and he could not even achieve the first strategic goal.

The enemy general Lu Qin is a nobody, and he doesn't care about losing to the old-timer Luo Yi at all. Under the command of this person, the Boling defenders are like a piece of hob meat, they can fight if they can, and flee if they can't. In the past 20 days, they first abandoned Liangxiang, then Gu'an and Zhuoxian, and retreated from the banks of the Sanggan River to Shanggu. Then with Yi County as the core, surrounded by the hills of Wuhui Mountain, Wolf Mountain, and Jiaoniu Mountain, the Youzhou Army Tibetan Cats. The tiger horseman, who bears the name of the world's first elite, has no place to use it, so he has to stare at the craggy cliffs and the secluded city walls. However, the foot soldiers of Youzhou were far less powerful than the tiger horses, and after leaving more than 4,000 corpses outside the city of Yi County, they could not even break through the outer city.

The Youzhou army is not afraid of field battles with the enemy, but it can't withstand attrition, let alone drag. Their own realities dictate their fighting style. The border areas are sparsely populated, and the supply of soldiers and military rations cannot be compared with the six counties of Boling. The attack power of 5,000 armored cavalry is enviable, but the consumption power is also staggering. After losing the support of the imperial court, in order to keep the heavy cavalry in his hands, Luo Yi reduced the number and supplies of his infantry soldiers again and again. Even so, all parts of his rule were still exhausted by him.

And the shortcomings of the pawns who are usually not taken seriously are now exposed. When they encountered the Boling armor warriors who were formerly known as the Fenyang Border Army, they had little strength to contend with each other. However, the Tiger Iron Cavalry could not be used to attack fortified positions, and under the premise that the terrain and combat effectiveness did not prevail, the results of the Youzhou Army's offensive could be imagined.

The other way to clean up the soldiers and horses between the rivers is also unfavorable. Luo Yi originally thought that with his prestige as a tiger general, the people of Hejian would win food for the Youzhou army. At present, the news from Hejian County is that almost all the people who were able to flee to other places have fled. Those big local households who have formed villages and defended themselves almost all of them disobeyed the Youzhou army. They refused to send their nephews to help the Youzhou army fight, and they refused to accept Luo Yi's recruitment as local officials. Even the heavy task of providing grain and grass for the Youzhou army was postponed, either crying and shouting that they couldn't get food, or using old grain and old rice to make up the numbers.

Luo Cheng, who was ordered to "soothe" the river, was so angry that he jumped to his feet, but he couldn't easily use force against the forts. At present, the Youzhou Army is an official army, not a rogue. What the rogues do, they can't do directly. It is even more impossible to ruin the prestige of General Tiger Ben.

I smoke a cigarette and light one myself, but I just like the feeling of burning. Watching the cigarette butts light up little by little, there is a feeling that life is passing.

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