Volume 7 Getaway Chapter 7 The Prosperous Age (Five Tops)

They are not people! In the wolf's howl, Xie Yingdeng's eyes turned red again. What is the essential difference between the Turks and the Central Plains, to be honest, most of the guardians of the Great Wall were not very clear before this. Even if they had seen abandoned villages after being attacked by wolf riders, it was after the massacres and looting that didn't make a very exciting impression. Moreover, at this time, there were also many rogues in the Central Plains who were known for their brutality, such as Zhang Jincheng and Zhu Can, who liked to dig out the hearts and livers of captives.

But no matter what Zhang Jin called or Zhu Can, their tyranny was only limited to individuals, and in many cases they killed people just to establish their authority. And those who came under the Great Wall, specifically the Turks, Xi, Murowei and many other barbarians who followed Shibi and the Gutuolu brothers south, from top to bottom, all had a pious mentality to kill the conquerors as sacrifices. In the eyes of all of them, the vanquished were not of the same kind, but cattle, sheep and livestock to be slaughtered at will.

They are not of the same kind. Killing between the same kind and among the same kind, if there is one, will not be carried out so reverently and naturally. There has never been a moment when everyone understands Li Xu's reason for sticking to the Great Wall like this. He is not stubborn, nor is he a fame. It is because he knows better than anyone that if the Turks are released into the customs, it will not only be a disaster for a few families and surnames, but the complete destruction of the entire Central Plains.

Everything suddenly seemed like a dream. When the sacrificial ceremony ended, Xie Yingdeng couldn't be sure. What the enemy started attacking, Xie Yingdeng couldn't be sure. All he remembered was that his mission today was to keep the enemy from ascending to the top of the city, regardless of whether the enemy rushed up to him in one or a group. The rest of the people who witnessed the festival were similar, and as soon as the Turks approached the walls, they immediately raised their weapons and rushed from the beacon tower to the nearby battlements. During the time of Zuo Sima, the German side advised the guests several times not to risk their lives, and the Boling army and the Hedong army first dealt with the enemy's attack, but they did not listen. Everyone was blown away by the bloody breath on the altar, or everyone was awakened by the bloody ritual to something that had been forgotten in the depths of their hearts. Shoulder to shoulder, they slashed and stabbed with steel knives and lances, and soon knocked down the first wave of the wolf rider's attack.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be safe, and the brothers who come to help must not be left without a leader!" Seeing the opportunity, the German side once again persuaded bitterly. The Turks had just made a tentative assault after the sacrifice had ended. Harder battles were yet to come, and the premature death of any reinforcement general would greatly undermine the morale and unity of the defenders.

"At least, Lao Tzu doesn't have to die on the altar!" Han Jianhong wiped the blood on his face and replied very facelessly. His words almost represented the common thoughts of all the heroes, and countless people responded with a bang.

"Lao Tzu will pull a few pads before he dies!" "If you want to enter the Great Wall, unless all the people brought by Lao Tzu are dead!" The heroes echoed each other, using this to hide their deep panic and uneasiness. They all boasted that they had lost countless lives, but today, for the first time, they felt the fear of killing.

"The wolf riders are said to have nearly 200,000 of them, and there are many warriors from other tribes who have been deceived by Gu Toru." Shi De was so anxious that he scratched his head, "I don't know how many days this battle will take." In case you have three long and two short, who will bring the remaining brothers? Gu Tolu's henchmen haven't come up yet, so you're fighting with these miscellaneous soldiers, aren't you killing chickens with a knife? ”

As he spoke, he desperately glanced at his own brother. Li Xu handed over to him the drudgery of coordinating the reinforcements from the future, and he didn't want to be punished by the main general because of the accident with these unruly guys. After a few gestures, Shi Derui finally understood his brother's distress, laughed a few times, and took the lead in appealing to everyone: "What the German side said is also reasonable. Since ancient times, it has been soldier against soldier, general against general, if we fight to the death with a group of pathfinders, wouldn't we be happy to be the bone toru that fight? Give the owner of this place a face! Everyone rest for a while, and when General Li gives the order, it's not too late to step forward and kill the thief! ”

"The time is right!" Shangguan Bi's face was pale from the bloody aura on the altar, but his mind was far more sober than the others. "Since everyone is here, we must give a unified order. Blindly messing around and killing will mess up your own position! ”

"Then let's go to the beacon tower and watch the battle first. Wait until General Li gives the order! The heroes came back to their senses one after another, and replied in a hoarse voice.

They didn't deliberately disgrace the Germans just now, but the behavior of the enemy was so appalling that you can't even describe their actions with the word brutal. In the eyes of the tribal warriors and shamans, the sacrifice of the blood of the living was not cruel. That's just part of their habits and traditions. But whether it is Shi Derui from the Central Plains, or Liu Jizhen and Shangguan Bi from Saishang, they can no longer accept such a tradition.

The second wave of the attack soon began, and this time the Turks and their minions switched directions. As far away as they could, from the beacon where the defenders had placed their crossbows, they followed a pre-planned route in groups around the makeshift section of the wall at the bottom of the valley and the gate nailed to it with great logs. As they ran, they repeated hymns about wolves and prey, as if to ignore the hail of feathered arrows from the city.

The defenders, under the unified command of the German side at the time, began an orderly suppression of feathered arrows. A large number of attackers fell to the ground in the middle of the road. Someone was shot directly through the chest and neck, killing with one arrow. Others were shot in the thigh or lower abdomen, and rolled on the grass with the wound in their hands. The verdant grass soon turned red with human blood and was slippery. But the successor ignored the mud under his feet and the wailing around him, and sang songs, one after the other.

"We are the descendants of the blue wolf, and the heavens of immortality have given us strong bones. The scimitar is our teeth, and the war horse is our wing....... Death suddenly became a very sweet thing, and the interest of the wolf riders and the tribal warriors was high, as if they were rushing forward to the feast.

"Reach for it, take it, cut off the man's head, drag the woman into the tent ......." They announced their arrival with their singing voices, proclaiming their highest ideals.

Occasionally, someone was hit by a stone or a log thrown from the city wall, and the song was immediately mixed with a long howl. But the rhythm of the whole song is the same. The deathbed wails of dozens of people could not suppress the singing of thousands of fanatics, but instead turned into a strange harmony, like a natural accompaniment.

"Reach out and take it, get it. Ahh Ahh Ahh I'm a natural hunter, woo-woo-———woo-

Walking on the corpses and bloodstains of their companions, the first group of crazy tribal warriors finally approached the gate at the very bottom of Huanghua Huozi. The city gate and the nearby city wall were all repaired by Zhuojun Taishou Cui Qian before the freeze last year, and they were far inferior to other parts of the neighborhood in terms of height and sturdiness. By breaching this section of the city wall and the city gate, the wolf riders of the brigade can infiltrate the Great Wall along the valley, which is twice as effective with half the effort than fighting with the guardians for the battlements and beacon towers one by one.

It was the weakest part of the Great Wall, and the Turks could see that the defenders were prepared. Soon, several towers of giant trees behind the walls reacted, and the armor-piercing cones, more than four feet long, shot down from behind the towers one after another, each of which could almost take down an attacker. Someone also leaned out from behind the battlements in the city gate and smashed huge nails down in rows. The screeching sound of the chains bound behind the slap of the nails was followed by the muffled sound of heavy objects concentrating on the flesh. Then the nail was quickly pulled up by the guardians, and they quickly dropped it after seeing the right time.

The defenders have a lot of tricks, but the attackers have lackluster methods. In addition to constantly shooting arrows at the head of the city, neither the wolf rider nor the other clan warriors who followed the wolf rider to raid seemed to find a more appropriate way to support the robes near the city gate. The height of the Great Wall and the strong winds in the mountains made it impossible for the feathered arrows fired from the back to hit the target.

As time passed, both the siegers and the Guardians began to become numb, repeating their previous tricks, constantly trying to kill or be killed by the enemy.

The corpses in the valley slowly increased, and the wooden gate quickly turned dark red. This section of the city wall of Huanghua Huozi was originally destroyed by mountain floods, and the terrain is high in the north and low in the south. The blood of the fallen slowly gathered into a stream, slowly flowing down the gap between the gate and the ground into the city.

"If this continues, Gu Turu won't be able to defeat the Great Wall in three years!" The heroes standing on the beacon tower saw the fierce battle at the city gate, and they were so excited that they were eager to try.

"Not necessarily, the first time they attacked in all directions, and the second time they concentrated near the city gate!" Xie Yingdeng's eyes were solemn, and he retorted in a deep voice.

In the first wave of attacks, Gutoru paid the price of about a thousand people. When the second wave of attacks was launched, the wolf rider found the main target.

The third wave of attacks will soon begin, and the price paid in the previous temptation is only to pave the way for the next attack. Each time, the Wolf Rider learns the lessons of the previous one and comes up with more effective offensive means. And there are nearly 400,000 soldiers under Gu Turu's command, at this rate of progress......

Moreover, there are more than 400,000 shepherds who want to go south to plunder. Xie Yingdeng clearly remembered that Liu Jizhen said that they Huns were the masters of the grassland. The Huns declined, and the Turks, who were more barbaric than the Huns, could rise.

If the Turks declined, would there be a people in the steppes who were even more barbaric than the Turks? Xie Yingden couldn't be sure of this, and the long song of the raiders reverberated in the wind.

"The scimitar is our teeth, and the war horse is our wing......." Outside the Great Wall, the descendants of the blue wolf sang war songs, one after another.

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