The Cao army outside the city, lined up in a neat formation, slowly advanced towards the city wall.

The soldiers of the Yuan army on the city wall clutched their blades one by one, and their eyes stared at the black and swarthy figures advancing forward without blinking.

The Cao army array in the night was like a huge black shadow pressing on the ground, slowly approaching the city wall.

The soldiers of the Cao army walked in neat steps, their feet on the ground, making a deafening roar, and even the city wall of Liyang seemed to tremble in the roar.

"Stop!" Seeing that he was about to advance to the vicinity of the city wall, a Cao army officer raised his arm high and shouted.

As soon as the officer gave the order, the soldiers of the Cao Army who were advancing stopped one after another.

When they stopped marching, the soldiers took a few steps in a few steps, and the last step hit the ground, and the footboard hit the ground hard.

Nearly 10,000 Cao Jun's feet fell to the ground, smashing the ground with a more shocking roar than before.

Listening to the sound of Cao Jun's feet falling to the ground, Yuan Jun's spirit on the city wall became more and more nervous.

The fear will be difficult to restrain for a while, but Yuan Tan's encouragement also let the soldiers of the Yuan army know that if they lose this battle, they will lose not only Liyang, but also their lives.

Fight for survival! Fight to stay alive!

Every Yuan Jun held his breath in his heart.

Looking up at the figure of Yuan Jun at the head of the city, the officer who gave orders to Cao Jun raised his arms again and shouted loudly: "Shield array advance!" ”

As soon as the officer's shout fell, the heavy infantry of the Cao army, holding a large shield, marched forward in a neat line.

Seeing that they were about to enter the range of Yuan's bow and arrows, the heavy infantry of the Cao army holding the big shield blocked the big shield in front of them, hid behind the big shield, and approached the city wall step by step.

The Yuan army at the head of the city did not immediately fire arrows, although the Cao army had already entered the range of their bows and arrows, but the soldiers of the Yuan army knew that just entering the range was not enough to cause effective damage to the Cao army.

"Archer, enter the battle!" The heavy infantry array had advanced within the range of the Yuan army, and the officer of the Cao army in charge of the command shouted again.

The archers of the Cao army, who were waiting in the back formation, after receiving the order, ran to the shield array that had been pushed closer to the range of the Yuan army.

When the archers of the Cao army were about to enter the battle, Yuan Tan at the head of the city pointed the long sword in his hand forward and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

Releasing arrows at this distance is not the choice Yuan Tan wants to make the most.

But the moment the archer enters the shield array. The shield array will be a little messy, and taking advantage of this time to launch arrows can also cause a lot of casualties to Cao Jun.

Yuan Tan gave an order, and the archers of the Yuan army on the city wall loosened their open bowstrings one after another.

As the bowstrings fluttered, arrows flew towards Cao Jun.

Countless feathered arrows arced in the night sky and flew towards the Cao army, who was in battle.

The archers of the Cao Army, who had just rushed into the array, had not yet gained a firm foothold when they faced a rain of arrows under their hoods.

The heavy infantry with large shields were also slightly loosened when the archers entered the formation.

The feather arrows shot by Yuan Jun flew towards Cao Jun with their heads covered in their faces.

The heavy infantry of the Cao army, who were in battle, were holding shields one by one, blocking the oncoming feather arrows.

The archers who had already penetrated into the array also bowed their waists, and then under the cover of the big shield, dodged the oncoming arrows.

Arrows fell on the shields, and there was a "crackling" sound like a rain of beans hitting the wooden plank.

The soldiers of the Cao army who were hiding behind the big shield, because of the shield cover, the casualties were not very heavy, but those Cao troops who were still in the process of merging were shot over by feather arrows.

One of the archers, carrying a longbow, had just entered the great formation of the heavy infantry, and was about to bend down to avoid the arrow, when an oncoming feathered arrow was impartially nailed to his forehead.

Clusters of sharp arrows pierced through the forehead and slanted downward, but did not penetrate the back of the head.

There was an arrow stuck in his head, and the Cao Jun archer's eyes rolled white, and before the blood could flow from his forehead, he fell to the ground.

The archers of the Yuan army on the city wall, after shooting the first feather arrow, did not pause for a moment, opened their bowstrings, and shot arrows one after another at the Cao army under the city.

The arrows that fell like a torrential rain shot into the Cao Jun array, and one by one the Cao Jun who were shot by the feather arrows fell into the dust of the night.

Even so, the march of Cao's army did not stop, the heavy infantry held shields one by one, hid behind the big shield, and slowly advanced forward, and the archers who had entered the formation were also hunched on their waists, and as the large array advanced, they advanced towards the distance where their longbows could cause effective damage to the Yuan army.

Cao's large array was getting closer and closer to the city walls, and when they were close enough that the archers' arrows could effectively shoot the Yuan army at the head of the city, the large array stopped.

The archer places the arrow on the bowstring and tugs at the bowstring, waiting for the best time to fire.

The feather arrows flying out of the city wall still fell towards the Cao army array like a torrential rain, and the Cao army in the array, from time to time, a few of them would be shot by the feather arrows and fall at the feet of their Tongze.

After many years of fighting, the soldiers of the Cao army, who had long been accustomed to death, did not feel panicked because of Tongze's fall one by one, but instead tightened the large array, and the shields were closely connected to form a solid shield wall to defend against the arrows flying down from the city wall.

Yuan's arrows became denser and denser, and the Cao archers in the array never found a chance to counterattack.

A Cao army archer hid in the big array, listening to the "crackling" sound of arrows hitting the shield overhead, holding the longbow tightly in his hand, silently waiting for the feather arrows to fall above his head to be slightly sparse.

Just as he was waiting a little anxiously, he suddenly felt a pain in his spine, and an arrow shot through the gap between the shields and stuck in his heart impartially.

The Cao Jun archers, who didn't know that they had been hit by arrows, were still crouching there, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Beside him, a heavy foot soldier with a large shield turned to look at him, his face full of astonishment.

Seeing the heavy infantry looking at him, the archer touched the back of his heart.

This one, he touched the shaft of the arrow stuck in the back of the heart.

The shaft of the arrow was deeply pierced into the back of the heart, and more than half of it was submerged in his body.

Originally, he just felt a little pain in his heart, but he didn't expect that the archer of Cao Jun who was shot by an arrow immediately understood that he was shot by an arrow the moment he touched the shaft of the arrow.

Knowing this in his heart, he snorted and fell to the ground.

After turning their heads to look at him, the heavy infantry saw that he had been shot by an arrow, and they did not react at all, and their faces were full of astonishment.

He was turning his head to look at the archer lying on the ground with a feather arrow on his back, and the heavy infantry of the Cao Army holding a large shield also felt a pain in his heart, and one was inserted into his chest.

The arrow plunged into his chest, and the Cao army's heavy infantry was stunned.

He couldn't figure out where the big shield was covering his body, and where the arrow was flying.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he never had the opportunity to study this question thoroughly.

The arrow that pierced his chest pierced his heart in the same way.

The big shield in his hand slowly fell to the ground, and the body of the Cao army's heavy infantry also fell softly.

Yuan Tan on the city wall, looking at Cao Jun who was attacked by arrows outside the city, his hand holding the long sword also clenched a little.

In the night, he couldn't see the casualties of the Cao army at all, but listening to the sound of "crackling" arrows smashing on the shield in the distance, he imagined that in such a dense rain of arrows, the casualties of the Cao army would not be too few.

Lined up in formation, resisting the rain of arrows falling from the city, Cao's large array advanced forward at a slow pace.

Every time they went further, someone was knocked to the ground by an arrow.

But even so, the casualties of the Cao army, for the entire array, were only an occasional gap that could be replenished immediately.

The large array had advanced to the distance that the archers could shoot at the head of the city, but the feather arrows that fell above their heads made none of the archers of the Cao army have a chance to raise their heads.

A Cao army archer, hiding under a shield.

Glancing up at the shield above his head, he lifted his longbow and drew the bowstring, and clusters of arrows poked through the gap between the two shields.

As soon as the hand pulling the bowstring loosened, the feathered arrow flew out as the bowstring trembled.

A parabola was drawn, and the feather arrow flew towards the Yuan army on the city wall.

This feather arrow did not hit any of Yuan's troops, and when it flew close to the battlements, it lost its strength and fell at the foot of the city wall.

But the way he shot the arrow in this way was a wake-up call for the other archers nearby.

One by one, the archers of the Cao army poked out the gaps between the two shields and shot arrows one after another towards the head of Liyang City.

A small number of arrows could not cause any trouble to the Yuan army, but there were more and more archers of the Cao army who learned this method, and the feather arrows shot in the large array of the Cao army were also getting closer and closer.

Pieces of feathered arrows flew out of Cao's army's large array and shot at Yuan's army at the head of the city.

The arrows fired by both sides intertwined in the night sky, and from time to time some feathered arrows collided with each other and fell to the ground.

A small number of arrows collided with each other, and more arrows flew towards the soldiers on both sides.

Although the Cao army under the city is covered by a shield, the shield is not as thick as the city wall after all.

Compared with the casualties of the Cao army, the Yuan army at the head of the city was shot very rarely, and only occasionally one or two unlucky Yuan soldiers were shot by arrows from the city.

The arrows were staggered, and the officers who commanded the Cao army to advance forward saw the soldiers fall under the feathered arrows of the Yuan army one by one, and shouted: "Cloud ladder to the city!" ”

With the shouts of the officer, Cao Jun immediately separated a soldier and horse carrying a ladder in the array, shouted, and rushed up to the city wall.