The morning sun gradually rose from the top of the city to the back of people's heads, and the helmets began to burn. The clouds in the sky were slowly blown away by the wind, and then the wind also stopped, and the whole sky was a pure blue. The battle flags of both sides were lowered and stood motionless on the flagpoles. The sound of the murmuring water was gone, and the sound of the wind had stopped, but the shouts of the city and the city became more and more intense, mixed with the painful groans of the wounded and the desperate screams of the dying.

The top of Yuliang Avenue was still more than a man's height from the city wall, and the rebels continued to work hard to build the road. At such close distance, the soldiers carrying sandbags were simply live targets for archers. At each layer of sandbags, about a tenth of the transporters fell on the Fishbeam Road. The rebel generals ignored all this, and simply ordered their soldiers to beat the drums of battle more cheerfully.

"Let Qin Senjun send someone to transport some sandbags up, and increase the battlements facing both sides of Yuliang Road by two feet!" Li Xu estimated the progress of the enemy's engineering and ordered loudly. "There is also a female wall on the outside of the enemy building, and two layers of sandbags are also added to prevent the rebels' cold arrows!" He pointed to the low wall on the outside of the enemy building and continued to add.

The archers behind the wooden shield wall under the city are not the most elite group of the enemy army, if Xu Zi himself commands, he will definitely leave the group of elite soldiers who attacked the east city yesterday at the moment when the siege officially began. Therefore, he ordered a barrier to be erected at the head of the city on both sides of Yuliang Road to prevent the enemy from suppressing the soldiers of the Xiongwu battalion with feathered arrows during the official attack.

"It may not be too late to prepare so many punching bags!" Zhang Xiu reminded in a whisper on the side.

"With grain bags. It's better to spoil it than to cheapen the rebels! "Yu Wenshi and decisive decision-making. After looking around, he added: "Move the partition between the enemy tower and the city wall facing Yuliang Road, and keep the gap between the enemy tower and the city wall!" ”

The Fish-Leung Road being built by the rebels was too close to the city gate, so that the enemy tower and the Fish-Leung Road were almost next to each other. Last night, the soldiers of the Xiongwu battalion divided the city wall into several sections overnight, and at the same time built a gap in the passage between the enemy tower and the city wall. This gap caused more inconvenience to the defenders than hindered the enemy, so the Yuwen Shi and his men hurried to divert the sandbags elsewhere. The terrain in the enemy tower is wide, and it can almost hide two brigades of foot soldiers (200 people). At the critical moment, a new force can be killed from the enemy building, and the attacker can definitely be caught off guard.

Seeing that the defenders began to build sandbags on the city wall, the rebels under the city couldn't help but curse. It's so unfair to them. Their Fishbeam Avenue increased in height while maintaining a slope, and the defenders would have paid them three times as much or more if they had raised the outside of the walls. If the low walls on the city wall could be increased in height indefinitely, Yuliang Road would never reach the top of the city.

The enemy archers behind the shield wall beneath the castle began to shoot even more frantically, and the white feathers fell like hail on the city. Many of the soldiers were injured while carrying food bags and sandbags, and the surrounding robes quickly lifted them up and sent them down to the city. Then someone picks up the sack of grain from the pool of blood and places it where it should be.

"Two days, we only need to hold for two days, and after two days, reinforcements will come, and everyone will be heroes. In the past, no one cares! Li Anyuan carried a shield and ran around the city wall to cheer up the brothers.

"The Lord of the Prison Army said that as long as you keep Liyang, everyone will be divided into ten stones of wheat and two stones of rice, and they will never be in arrears!" He took a breath and continued to agitate. Distributing food to the soldiers was an improvised idea for the Yuwen priests. The surrounding farmland has been destroyed by the rebels, and no matter who wins or loses this battle, the people around the city will face the problem of not having food next year. Letting the newly recruited soldiers know that they have food is equivalent to giving them hope for the family to live. In order for their families to have food and clothing, the soldiers could not help but link their fate with the safety of Liyang City.

Yu Wenshi did not want to compete with the enemy army to build the city, so when the shelter on the outside of the wall was high enough to prevent the feather arrows from firing, he ordered the operation to stop the wall. "Stop carrying sandbags, hurry up and roll up the vegetable oil, at least five barrels per section of the wall!" He pointed to the open space inside the enemy building, "Put a few more buckets there, stacked like a rice shop." It's also convenient for everyone to use it for a while! ”

"Prepare the things that start the fire. When the enemy army attacked the city, everyone burned him with fire***! Li Xu thought about it and added it for Yu Wenshi.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both feeling the tacit understanding between each other. Yu Wenshi walked to Li Xu's side, pointed to the iron-armored foot soldiers who had begun to move under the city wall, and reminded in a low voice: "The first wave to rush up along Yuliang Road must be these elites. We must defeat them and stop the arrogance of the rebels! ”

"Let them approach first, then wet the fish beam road with oil and burn it with fire!" Li Xu nodded, without a trace of pity on his face.

"That friend of yours must be at the forefront. Xuzi, there is no father and son on the battlefield, at this time, either he dies, or we die! Yu Wenshi was still a little uneasy, and sighed and emphasized.

"Go to Sicang and join the army, get me a three-stone bow and two ordinary foot bows. Adjust three more pots of armor-piercing heavy arrows! Li Xu did not reply directly to Yuwen Shiji, but conveyed the order to the pro-soldier team Zheng Zhou Daniu.

"Hey!" The big cow, who was still immersed in the sadness of losing his partner, agreed, turned around and ran to the inside of the enemy building, and with a slight vertical body, he fell like a monkey down the long rope tied to the inside. The passage between the walls, which had been divided into several sections, was too narrow for the guards and heralds to go up and down. Therefore, the soldiers simply tied a few long ropes to the pillars of the enemy tower, and when they needed to go down to the city, they directly took this "fast passage".

After running for more than a dozen steps, Zhou Daniu realized what Lord Lang had ordered him to take. The strength of the bow used by the infantry of the Great Sui was usually about one and a half stones, and the strength of the bow used by many southern soldiers was only one stone. A person who can draw a two-stone bow is already a strong man in the army. Therefore, only those poor and sour literati who looked down on martial artists had "Rather than being able to draw two stone bows, it is better to know a word!" Words. And Lord Lang Jiang actually wanted to take the three-stone bow by himself, which is really inexplicable. That kind of bow is just a decoration in the army, except for the guy who shows off his arm strength, few people can pull it away, and few people can maintain the accuracy of the head after pulling such a hard strong bow.

He looked back, trying to recheck the commander's orders. Thinking about the performance of Lord Lang since the Battle of Liaodong, he accelerated his pace and ran away.

"General Lang said that three stones are three stones, and with his size, the four-stone bow can also be drawn!" Zhou Daniu ran while making excuses for the general's orders. To his surprise, Si Cang's participation in the army Qin Xingshi was not at all surprised by General Li Lang's order. After listening to Zhou Daniu's message, he quickly found the required items from the armory, and ordered someone to pull a war horse and help Zhou Daniu hang three bows and three pots of armor-piercing arrows on the horse's back.

The armor-piercing arrows are slightly longer than ordinary feathered arrows, and the tips are black-blue, cold and reminiscent of the teeth of some animal. Zhou Daniu took out one on the road and checked it, feeling that this arrow was far heavier than the one he usually used. Before inserting the arrows back into the quiver, he found that all the shafts were soaked in oil, tough and slippery. The arrows are quadrangular in shape, with extremely deep grooves carved on both sides of each edge.

Zhou Da Niu rode his horse to the enemy tower and beckoned his subordinates to hang their bows and arrows with ropes. Then he handed over his horse to the rest of the soldiers in the city, and climbed back to the enemy tower along the rope. He was a pro-soldier and did not want to shirk his duties. In addition, he wanted to stand by the side of the main general and avenge his good brother Qian Xiaoliu with his own hands.

Yuliang Road is only half a person high from the city, and the counterattack from the city wall is even stronger. Several groups of rebel soldiers ran forward with sandbags, but they were all stabbed to the ground by the spears of the city. Seeing this, Li Mi waved the battle flag in the distance and withdrew all the road builders. With the sound of whimpering horns, the shield under the city slowly moved to both sides of Yuliang Road. A new group of archers quickly stepped forward under the cover of the shield bearers, replacing the archers who had been firing at the defenders of the city.

Xu Zi hooked the bowstring of the three-stone bow with her fingers and tested its strength. Since he left Sushibu, he has not forgotten to practice archery every day. Uncle Nine believes that there is no other trick in archery, and familiarity is the first secret. In fact, there are two more secrets, everyone understands. Without him, it's just 'familiar'. If you practice a few more times, you will naturally be able to understand the truth! "The words that Uncle Nine said on the way out of the fortress echoed in his ears." Will Uncle Nine also be among the rebels! Asahi was amazed at his bold idea, but soon he calmed himself down and felt the power of the bow arm with all his energy.

The enemy began to attack, and the archers fired feathered arrows that darkened the sky. With the whistling sound of the air being torn, the protective wall that had just been erected was filled with white feathers. Yellow sand and white rice flowed out of the holes in the straw bags and splashed down the walls like waterfalls. "Raise the shield, raise the shield, squat, squat!" The shouts of the officers came and went. Accompanied by the shouts of people, the tiles above the head made a "pop" cracking sound, and the wooden pillars around them made a "du, du" crashing sound. In the distance, the city bricks splashed, and the sound of friction was unpleasantly sore.

Some recruits raised their shields too high, and the shields in their hands became targets for arrows. More than a dozen long arrows hit the shield in one volley, and the wooden shield could not withstand such a huge impact, and it was torn apart in an instant. Before the soldiers under the shield could recover from the shock, they were killed by the feathered arrows that fell from the sky. Streams of blood flowed down the cracks in the bricks, staining the clothes of their companions and the eyes of men.

Following the gap in the shield in front of her, Asako saw the rebels' ironclad foot soldiers begin to move. He adjusted his breathing, pulled out one of the armor-piercing arrows from the quiver, and inserted it into the food bag beside him. Ten paces of the enemy, he drew a second arrow and plunged it next to the first.

The ironclad infantry under the city stepped on the drums and walked up to the Yuliang Road. Wu Heimin held a huge shield and walked at the front of the team. The Yuliang Avenue blocked by sandbags is not smooth enough, and it is difficult for people wearing heavy armor to walk fast on it. In order to ensure the success of the first wave of attacks, Wu Heimin deliberately slowed down and waited for the brothers behind him to walk into the charging distance with him.

Feathered arrows from the head of the city clanged and smashed into the ironclad shields of the ironclad infantry, but to no avail. A few of the feathered arrows hit the shield bearer against the edge of the shield, but they could not penetrate the heavy armor of the shield bearer. These heavy armors are treasures created by Yang Xuangan with all his family wealth, and there are only more than 800 pairs in total. The outer side of each armor is lined with dense pieces of steel, and the inside is lined with thick oil-soaked cowhide. Ordinary feathered arrows shot at the armor from twenty paces away, simply scratching the armorer.

The armor-piercing arrows on the grain bags slowly inserted into a neat row. Eighty steps, Li Xu decided not to wait any longer. He leaned over, drew a long arrow, put on his bow, and then used the strength of his strength to pull the three-stone bow to the fullest.

His eyes, the cold light of the tip of the armor-piercing arrow, and Wu Heimin in the distance formed a straight line. Asahiko no longer breathes, and the tips of the arrows and bow arms no longer shake. His gaze steadily bit Wu Heimin, and he walked up and down along the other party's head, neck, and shoulders. With a "boom" sound, the armor-piercing heavy arrow rushed out of the shield wall like lightning and swooped straight at Wu Heimin.

The giant shield in Wu Heimin's hand was quickly raised, and then the whole person fell down from the Yuliang Road. He didn't have time to block the armor-piercing arrow. Xu Zi clearly saw that the armor-piercing arrow smashed Wu Heimin's shoulder armor to pieces, and then carried him off the ground.

"General Wu!" The ironclad infantry were stunned, they didn't expect someone to shoot so accurately and so quickly. A few people in pro-soldier attire climbed down Yuliang Road in panic to rescue their own general. The other soldiers shouted, and began to charge seventy paces away.

Wearing an iron armor weighing more than forty pounds and running seventy steps, he still expects to have the physical strength to climb the half-man-high city wall, even Li Anyuan, who prides himself on being powerful and powerful, is not sure to do it. The next moment, Li Anyuan, who was unusually surprised, shouted loudly behind the sandbag, "Spear ready, spear ready." Duanping, kill! ”

"Kill!" More than thirty spears stabbed out of the city, stabbing the hoplites who had pounced on them but lost their dexterity. Taking advantage of the enemy's attack, the tip of the poisonous dragon-like spear quickly retreated, and then, with a quick stab, stabbed out to the chest of the next group of hoplites.

"Ahh A heavy infantry who had his arm on the battlements, but didn't have time to lift his body vigorously, spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back. The robe behind him stepped on his body without hesitation, leaned his upper body over the city wall, and swung his sword, but the sword behind his back was swept away. The shaft of the spear was two feet long, and the defenders could keep enough space for their bodies and low walls. Sticking to the light of the ring-headed knife, the spear stabbed back. Impartial, just on top of the attacker's chest.

"Poof!" A fountain of blood shot out, staining the battlements red, and then spewing into the blue sky, drawing a poignant arc in the direction where the bodies of the war dead fell.

"Poof!" Countless feathered arrows fell from mid-air and struck the spear-wielder. The blood lines of the enemy and the enemy are intertwined, and they fall on the head of the city, and they are as colorful as rain.

"Polished rice, ten stones!" The spearman, covered with feathered arrows, staggered to the head of the city. In his death, the only thing he was thinking about was the promise of Yu Wenshi. Ten stones of polished rice is enough for his family to eat for a whole year. Next year, when the autumn harvest comes, you can buy a buffalo when you sell your grain. Trampled by horses' hooves, the land burned by wildfires is still fertile, and if you plane it, it is food.

"Let the brothers work harder, and those who enter the city first will be rewarded with 800 catties of rice! Valley Ten Stones! Outside the city wall, Li Mi waved his feather fan and gave the order for a general attack.

Countless ladders were raised, countless feathered arrows were shot up, and countless soldiers with no clothes and armor and kitchen knives and wooden sticks rushed up.

Countless innocent souls flew up in the blood light, flying towards the blue and blue, pure as water.

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