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However, to the surprise of the city of Caozhou, when the 3,000 infantry had just advanced beyond the range of the bow and arrow in the city, they suddenly stopped advancing, and the soldiers in the front row raised their huge shields. The city took it for granted that the official army wanted to approach the urn city under the cover of the giant shield, and the rain of arrows immediately beckoned.

The rain of arrows hit the giant shield like a tickle. The soldier behind the giant shield looked at the shield from behind worriedly, and clenched the shield with confidence, but he didn't expect a strange sound to come, piercing the card and penetrating his abdomen. The soldiers in front staggered down, and the soldiers in the back hurriedly picked up.

As if he had only stayed to endure the rain of arrows, just as the city was getting impatient and about to stop consuming the arrows, the giant shield began to move forward.

"Grandma, I still think you're all dead!"

The guard on the urn city spat and said:

"Up!"

Another row of archers condescendingly swooped down. But unexpectedly, this group of officers and soldiers only advanced a dozen steps before stopping again. When the rain of arrows became sparse, it pushed forward again. If this is the case twice, the guards of the city will react.

"Grandma, this is not only to consume my arrows, but also to consume the physical strength of our archers!"

Looking at the archers who had retreated to the back, the guard took a breath of cold air and said:

"Raised by my grandson, this day's battle is not kind - pass my order, you are not allowed to release arrows without my order, let these turtle grandsons get closer and then shoot his grandmother to death! Prepare the rolling stones, wood, and oil. Inform the cavalry to prepare to go out of the city to kill the enemy. ”

The speed of the dense advance of the officers and troops was obviously faster, and the city could even see the building cars running towards the urn city one by one, and you could also see the city crashing cars following the building cars. The guard took a deep breath and said loudly:

"Put!"

A lion's roar came from the official formation! It seems that I have been aggrieved for a long time.

"Whew"

"Whew"

"Whew"

Behind the officers and soldiers who rushed into the city, I don't know when, more than ten bed crossbows lined up. Huge arrows were launched from the bed crossbow, with a dull sound, and flew towards the urn city of Caozhou, the urn city was in chaos, the soldiers were looking for a place to dodge, some of the slow ones were shot by the thick arrows, rushed up, and nailed to the city wall, and some were rushed out of the wall by the huge momentum, let out a scream, and fell down, leaving a rain of blood sprayed on the comrades, on the wall.

"Put!"

Another row of arrows was fired from the bed crossbow, this time accompanied by large and small stones. More than two dozen stone throwers quickly showed their power after being commissioned. A huge stone even smashed a corner of the battlement in the city. The bed crossbow brought more psychological deterrence, and the dense stone blocks brought a lot of casualties, and even the huge wooden shield erected by the defenders was smashed by the stones. Screams of pain rang out one after another from all over the city.

Immediately afterwards, the strong bows of the officers and soldiers also began to exert their power, and the second half of the 3,000 troops stopped in place, broke away from the brigade, and stood in several rows. Thousands of archers stood under the city, taking advantage of the long range of bows and arrows of the official army, and began to consume bows and arrows in large quantities. Behind them, to the left and right, there were two archers who had been in good gear for a long time.

The dense rain of arrows made up for the gap between the bed crossbows and trebuchets, and the defenders of the city could not raise their heads, where could they still release arrows. Some of the brave ones had just leaned out when they were shot by several arrows at the same time and fell off the city. The defenders could only hide behind the battlements and shoot arrows sneakily out of the holes, and they had to beware of being hit by the scattered arrows from below. Wang Pei raised another order flag on the lookout. The heralds under the watchtower immediately urged their horses to run forward.

Another battalion of officers and soldiers who were sitting on the ground resting got up, raised their wooden shields, and began to approach the urn city with the beating of rumbling war drums. It didn't stop until after the bed crossbow. Walking in the front of the team is still the building car. This is clearly a preparation of reinforcements after the siege of the city in front is unfavorable.

Taking advantage of the fact that the defenders were suppressed, the soldiers who rushed to the city had already advanced to the bottom of the urn. The moat has already been filled in the continuous battle, and even if it is not filled, two boards can be stretched out from under the new building car to cross the river on the building car. Some of the soldiers stood by the moat and fired on their backs. The soldiers who were hiding under the cart began to climb to the top of the box, braving the arrows of both sides to support the ladder on the cart. The defenders of the city braved the rain of arrows to push the ladder desperately to prevent it from reaching the top of the city, but in the end it was unsuccessful, and the ladder leaned firmly against the city wall.

The generals who looked at it from afar were all relieved. Although we all know that leaning on the top of the city is only the beginning. The soldiers under the city were the same, but before they had time to cheer, some soldiers climbed up the ladder from under the building car.

On the side, another ladder leaned against Weng City. Immediately afterward, another one, one soldier after another, got out of the building car and climbed up the city.

"Come out, come out!"

The officers in the city frantically kicked and smashed with the back of their knives, driving the soldiers hiding behind the battlements to get out of the defense.

"Hurry up, or Lao Tzu will kill you!"

An officer pointed a vicious knife at a soldier as he shuddered from behind the battlement and was pierced by a wolf's tooth arrow that had just hit. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the officer hid behind the soldier's corpse, brandished his saber and knocked several arrows that had lost their strength, and the first one came out. One soldier after another came out, the soldiers in front holding shields, and the soldiers in the back shooting cold arrows down. But the arrows under the city were immediately concentrated on the battlements of the people who were standing.

The long-dormant bed crossbow also fired the last wave of arrows, passing through several strings of defenders, and while one of the arrows shot a little lower, it shot under the battlement of the urn, and shot the helmet of an officer who was struggling to climb the wall of the urn city. The soldier was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he staggered down and spilled blood all over the ground.

At the head of the city, the soldiers of the Ziqing Army were looking for the gap and throwing blue bricks and stones. Many officers and soldiers were smashed to the point that their faces were covered with blood, and their flesh was smashed.

At the back of the siege phalanx, the new battalion of archers had already taken up positions on the left and right sides, and seeing that their comrades were about to attack the city, the first round of archers in the middle went around the main formation from both sides to rest, giving up their positions to the archers who came up behind. The pressure from the strongbow suddenly lightened, and the defenders of the city felt relieved. Although the rain of arrows on both sides still maintained a dense posture, the guard still shouted:

"Up!"

The soldiers of the Ziqing Army seized the opportunity to get out of their hiding places one after another, although there were still people who were shot by random arrows from time to time, but it was better than not being able to escape. It's just that it's too late.

Seeing that the first officer was about to climb up, the soldiers of the Ziqing Army who were hiding behind the battlements held their knives tightly in their hands.

With the sound of "dang", a helmet appeared in front of the soldiers of the Ziqing Army, and two or three knives were chopped up at the same time, and even chopped each other together, but just seeing the helmet turning, I didn't see the blood flowing. Then, a shadow fell over the heads of the Ziqing soldiers.

"Die!"

An officer in armor but no helmet smiled and slashed off the head of a Ziqing soldier, kicked another Ziqing soldier, threw the knife at a Ziqing soldier who was holding a crossbow at him, and pulled out another knife from his back as if by magic, and cut it into the belly of the Ziqing officer who was wielding the knife at him. A large clearing was cleared by one person.

Behind him, one after another officers and soldiers jumped onto the head of Caozhou City. The two soldiers quickly stood up to the person who came up first, formed a small formation of three, and killed the Ziqing army that rushed up.

As the officers and troops attacked this battlement, the rain of arrows of the officers and troops naturally shifted to other battlements that had not yet been attacked.

"Brother, it's up to you!"

The archers adjusted their direction slightly and said silently.

"Who is this man?"

The commander of the castle asked. The soldiers beside him replied:

"Zhang Xing, the commander of the death camp."

"Good! Is the sumo wrestler the one who wins? If he survives, I'll make sure he's on the team! ”

At the head of the city, Zhang Xing's trio had already stood on the ground, blocking the Ziqing soldiers who rushed over and did not give an inch. An inch long and an inch fierce, when Zhang Xing was holding a long knife, a spear came from the crack of the person, stabbed Zhang Xing in the thigh, Zhang Xing shouted, his eyes widened, the person jumped up violently, and the sharp blade slashed through the neck of the long knife hand. Another spear stabbed Zhang Xing in the shoulder, and the soldier behind Zhang Xing cut off the head of the spear.

Another soldier climbed up from the battlement. Behind him, was a pikeman.

Soldiers climbed up another battlement.

Zhang Xing leaned his back against the battlement, supported his body with one leg, and killed the Ziqing army with a knife in one hand, and the group of people he brought up had already controlled the two battlements, but three brothers had also died.

One by one, the soldiers of the other group climbed up, and the group was following. This time, the pikemen were the first to come up, and after climbing up, they quickly and consciously joined the battle group, blocking the defense line that was about to be broken by the Ziqing army. There are only five people left in Zhang Xing's group, all of them with colors.

"Two spearmen, follow me to the left!"

Two soldiers with the same color quickly followed, one left and one right, protecting Zhang Xing and killing the other battlement.

The captain and the third group also ascended to the top of the city. There were only three people left in Zhang Xing's group, and they fought with the Ziqing army at the third battlement to the left of the battlement where they landed in the city, and met the comrades-in-arms who were suppressed at this battlement. This battlement was taken, and groups of soldiers climbed to the top of the city, killing from the back of Zhang Xing to the front. Zhang Xing leaned against the battlements, took the opportunity to rest, and bandaged each other's wounds with the other remaining members of his group. The accomplices grabbed a handful of fine soil from the city and pressed it against Zhang Xing's wound, and tore a piece of cloth from the corpse of a Ziqing soldier to help Zhang Xing tie the wound.

"Hey, this cloth is embroidered with flowers!"

Zhang Xing looked at the piece of cloth that had become very black and said in surprise. Beside him, a group of soldiers ascended to the top of the city in turn, and were consciously rushing towards the place with the most people, only a few people glanced at Zhang Xing who was sitting on the ground.

More and more battlements were controlled by the officers and soldiers, and more and more officers and soldiers climbed the urn city. Several adjacent buttresses are close to each other and are connected together. The soldiers left the middle and rushed to both sides under the command of their respective captains, and strangled with the soldiers of the Ziqing Army. Under the city, the crash truck, which had been hiding behind for a long time, began to work. The soldiers pushed the crashing cart with the same beat, and again and again, the amplitude of the vibration of the gate increased.

Inside the city gate, the soldiers of the Ziqing Army desperately used various tools to resist the city gate, but they were hit by the huge impact of the city truck and everyone was shaking with the city gate. It's about to be unbearable.

There was a watchtower built on top of the gate of the city of Wengcheng, which was so frantically oppressed by the officers and soldiers who were killing here that the city could not provide effective support to the defenders of the city gate. Listening to the huge crashing sound coming from under the city, the heart of the defender of the Ziqing Army was tightened!

How much effort Lao Tzu has put into defending the urn city, he has been guarding it for so long, can't he hold it today? So many tricks haven't been used yet!

Looking at the oil that was boiling in the pot on the watchtower, a cold light flashed in the guard's eyes, and he ordered:

"The right team goes up to block the officers and soldiers! You go to the city for help! ”

The lieutenant under the city looked at the increasing number of his own soldiers at the head of the city, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and ordered:

"Archers ascend the city!"

More than 100 archers quickly rushed to the two building cars in the middle with full quivers on their backs.

The lieutenant drew his saber. The soldiers around him also drew their sabers.

"Boom!"

A loud sound emanated from the dust. The gates of the city were finally slammed open. The soldiers who were struggling to push the crashing vehicle stumbled into the city gate with the huge inertia and threw themselves to the ground. And the soldiers who were guarding behind them screamed and slaughtered the city gates!

"Good!"

"Pour!"

Just when Wang Pei shouted loudly for slamming open the city gate, a change occurred. In the distance, it seemed that a huge fire had risen from inside the city gates.

On the top of the city, hot oil poured down on the heads of the officers and soldiers who rushed in, pot after pot. The burned officers and soldiers and soldiers of the Ziqing Army threw away their blades and fell to the ground, holding their heads or shoulders in their hands, rolling around, and letting out a terrible scream. Torches were thrown from the city, and the huge flames quickly engulfed the people who were rolling on the ground, blocking the soldiers who rushed into the city gates.

Another pot of boiling oil appeared on the outer wall of the urn city. Raised by a son of a bitch, this is trying to pour it down from the outside and trap the brothers who attacked it inside!

"Hurry back!"

"Archers shoot!"

"Put!"

The trebuchet, which had been suspended to prevent accidental injury, was put back into place. The thrown stones smashed over the soldiers of the Ziqing Army who were pouring the oil, and smashed into another oil pot, and the splashed oil droplets burned the surrounding Ziqing soldiers crying wolf, but the pot still spilled down, and it scalded a large number of officers and soldiers gathered at the gate of the city in a panic. The cries rang out again in patches, and the officers and soldiers under the city were in chaos.

The officers and generals in front of the battle all sank, and their eyes erupted with fire. Wang Pei, who got off the lookout, rode on his horse and looked at his own soldiers who were tumbling, filled with grief and indignation, and shouted on his back:

"The sky is a lesson, I, Wang Pei, swear here, if I break Caozhou, I will discipline not a single sergeant in the city!"

"Break Caozhou, no one will be left!"

Around Wang Pei, both generals and soldiers raised their arms and shouted, and the voice was transmitted from Wang Pei to the whole army. From the cry of one person to the cry of tens of thousands.

From this moment on, Wang Peicai was truly recognized by the soldiers of the Xuanwu Army.

On the southern city of Caozhou, the Caozhou guard, who was admiring the flames, said to the generals beside him:

"I just said, Xiaoliu, this kid has some ruthless methods, have you seen it?"

Suddenly, there was a loud voice of "break Caozhou, not a single one" in my ears. The guard held back a wild beat in his heart and said:

"To break Caozhou, it also depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Taking advantage of the panic of the officers and soldiers just now and the arrival of reinforcements, the Ziqing army on the urn city launched a frantic counterattack, pressing the officers and soldiers who had greatly expanded to retreat, and the casualties of the officers and soldiers became larger and larger. Fortunately, the archers sent by the Captain to the city just now held back the position, so there was no defeat in the first battle.

Wang Pei was still furious, not to mention the lieutenant who was commanding from the front? Those who were scalded to death were all his soldiers! Fortunately, the fire oil poured at the gate of the city was splashed in a hurry, and almost half of it rolled down the city wall. Looking at the blackened soldiers running out of the city gate with tears in their eyes and steel teeth clenched, the lieutenant also had tears in his eyes and shouted:

"It's the man's who follows me, revenge!"

"Revenge!"

The soldiers roared angrily and followed the lieutenant up the cart, forgetting the rain of arrows on both sides, forgetting that they were flesh and blood. There are only two words in everyone's heart:

"Revenge!"

Wang Peiling waved the flag, and the reserves that had already been in place rushed forward.

The Ziqing army continued to inflict casualties on the officers and soldiers in the city, and the officers and troops continued to pour up from various battlements. Whether it was the one who came up later or the one who came up first, whether it was injured or not, everyone had the fire of revenge burning in their chests, and they would not retreat.

Half an hour later, the fire at the gate of the city was extinguished, and the Ziqing army finally couldn't support it. This lieutenant named Qin Yubin led his troops to attack

Got off the Caozhou urn city.