Chapter 122: Crowd Tactics
At this point, twilight, heavy snow was falling, and the Qin army had attacked Fencheng for a whole day.
Fencheng stands majestically and unbreakable, and the 500-meter east city wall is raging with fire, which seems to be swearing the determination of the soldiers to defend the city.
Wang Ben sent Yan 13 to find out what was going on with the supply line from Ximen to Xishan, and how to get supplies in the city?
Yan Shisan was a dead soldier recruited by Wang Ben's family, and Wang Jian asked him to protect Wang Ben and couldn't leave for a moment.
But at this time, Wang Ben had to send the most powerful personal guards, and more than 10,000 soldiers who attacked the city had already died, and he had to find out the reason.
Otherwise, you won't be able to pass this hurdle as a famous general.
Dead people are small, but it's too stupid to die for some reason.
Just when Yan Shisan's fast horse galloped to the southwest corner of Fencheng, which was majestic and solid in the heavy snow, Wang Di's military order arrived.
"General Wang, the commander ordered you not to pause for a moment, and you must take Fencheng tomorrow morning. ”
"Obey!"
Wang Ben is a deputy general, and the commander's orders must be followed.
He understood that Wang Ji thought the same as he thought.
Fencheng must be conquered at all costs.
The 300,000 troops outside the city are sleeping in the ice and snow, and it won't be long before they can't support it.
You must know that this Qin army is exhausted from besieging Handan and urgently needs to be resupplied and repaired.
Fencheng was the closest supply point chosen by Wang Di.
But at this time, due to Charlotte's birth, he actually occupied Fencheng in advance, which frustrated Wang Di's plan.
Since Fencheng was occupied, if you detour to Shangdang in the north, you need to travel an additional 500 miles.
If you want to make a detour south through Hanji Ono to Hangu, the mileage is even farther.
Moreover, the small Fencheng dared to resist the 300,000 army for a day, which already violated the military prestige and dignity of Great Qin.
It must be destroyed, and then the city must be slaughtered, and not a single one of the people in the city will be killed.
At this time, Charlotte's mental strength index had already reached 1.6, and when he saw Yan Shisan riding towards the south gate, he knew that this person must have been sent by Wang Ben to investigate the situation.
There were more than 30,000 people in Fencheng who were in charge of cutting down trees, and the matter of transporting oil was a top secret for the Qin army outside the east gate.
Otherwise, they are likely to judge that they will not be able to capture Fencheng in a short period of time, and then they will choose to retreat.
The strategy of the Wei, Chu, and Zhao coalition forces, who were waiting for Xinlingjun, to chase after them and cooperate with them inside and outside, went bankrupt.
The plan to avenge the blood hatred of the soldiers of Changping Zhao State was in vain.
Immediately, after activating the Mental Hero Summoning Skill, with a fixed value of 0.3 index, the time for hero summoning is also extended by two seconds.
Charlotte is confident that she has 5 seconds to kill this person without any problems.
This time, it was the flower monk Lu Zhishen who jumped down from the snowy mid-air.
Before the person hit the ground, the shouts in his mouth exploded like a thunderbolt.
Yan Thirteen's mount was startled, his front hooves raised, and he stood as tall as a person.
Yan Shisan's eyes froze, and his heartbeat missed half a beat. As soon as the halberd in his hand was about to be raised, he was kicked off the horse by Lu Zhishen.
Lu Zhishen stood on the snowy ground with both feet, grabbed the forelimbs of the black horse with both hands, shouted, and tore the horse alive with a pull.
The horse's internal organs flowed all over the ground, and Yan Shisan's face changed color.
The busy hand crossbow shot fiercely, and the three crossbow arrows were aimed at Lu Zhishen.
Monk Hua laughed, his body shook, and he came to Yan Shisan's side in a second, lifted his feet in the same way, lifted them into the air, tore and pulled again, and tore Yan Shisan into two pieces alive.
Then his hands were stretched out, his bald head was raised to the sky and he roared, and the snowflakes were blown out of a circle, and a reckless true qi rushed straight to Xiao Han.
"Brother Xiaoxia, come back from the founding of the country as soon as possible, and the Sprinkle family will wait for you to drink. ”
After speaking, he hugged his fist, and quietly turned into clouds and snowflakes and disappeared.
Charlotte heard Lu Zhishen's words, and really thought about those Liangshan brothers.
Although his real body is still in the time and space of the Great Song Dynasty in Huaxia, Lu Zhishen obviously knows some inside information when he says this.
Could it be that he has already revealed something to these true brothers in the time and space of the Great Song Dynasty in China?
Before he got in touch with the real body, this wisp of Charlotte's true spirit had to continue to fight in the Warring States Period.
How dazed is the founding of the country!
After killing Yan Thirteen, Charlotte turned around and found that something was wrong with the city.
The Qin army has already pressed on the whole army.
Regardless of the fact that the open space under the east gate could only deploy an attack formation of 10,000 people at most, now, Charlotte found that at least 50,000 people had rushed over.
The number of ladders has also reached more than 1,000.
The bravest of the Qin soldiers climbed very fast.
Mo Zhai was visibly nervous.
The defense of more than 1,000 people in the city was a little difficult.
Charlotte immediately made a decision, waved her hand, and the second echelon was also replenished.
First, hundreds of barrels of oil were poured down, and fires were lit to burn the outlaws.
"Hmph, if you want to break into the city from my hands, there is no door!"
This is also what Wang Ben is very depressed about.
He didn't expect Charlotte to be so resolute and take the initiative to fill in the East City Gate.
There really are no doors!
Qin pawns are like ants, and oil is pouring fire.
The besieging Qin soldiers screamed again and again.
But the dense Qin pawns kept surging forward as if they were crazy.
The more than 1,000 ladders were naturally muddy and would not be burned in a short time.
Charlotte was also a little disgusted to see so many people.
"Roll the wooden stone and smash it hard for me!"
I saw large sections of wood and large stones falling down like raindrops.
I don't know how many people will die, and I feel that the number of people who were stoned to death seems to be negligible in so many siege Qin strokes.
The visual impact is just too great.
If it weren't for the high quality of their hearts, the soldiers defending the city would definitely be panicked.
The meaning of Wang Di and Wang Ben is obvious, let you kill, and you will be tired to death.
The endless attacks on the city, and the rain of arrows from the siege crossbows under the city were also dense to a terrifying level.
The soldiers defending the city at the head of the city also suffered heavy casualties for a while, and most of the 1,000-man team that was replenished immediately lost most of them.
Almost all of them died under the fire of siege bolts.
Charlotte waved her hand, and a thousand people from the third echelon pulled up.
There are 20,000 horses guarding the east gate, which is enough.
Charlotte commanded:
"Rotate for an hour. ”
This is so as not to kill people and kill tired hands slowly.
The 5,000 people in the city were constantly transporting arrows and rolling logs and stones.
30,000 people in Simon frantically cut down and quarry.
From dusk to midnight, the Qin army suffered 30,000 casualties, and none of them landed in the city.
Either be shot, burned, or stoned.
Charlotte summoned heroes in succession, and the heroes of Liangshan and Sui and Tang took turns to appear, and these people pounced on the Qin army of the city like a tiger into a flock of sheep, and they could kill hundreds in a moment.
But Wang Ben was still sitting on a horse two hundred meters away.
Snow has long been on his body, and even on his helmet, and there are snowflakes on his beard, eyebrows, and cheeks.
But he didn't move, he was boiling, he was waiting, he was waiting for the people in the city to collapse in the face of such a brutal killing.
Again, however, he miscalculated.
The defense of the east gate of Fencheng is as iron as ever, and it is as stable as a rock.