Jincheng-gun.

The guard general Zhiga looked at the army that suddenly appeared a little confused, dense, boundless, the fierce flag showed that it was clearly the imperial army, the forest battle armor, the dark repeater crossbow was even more numb-the imperial army - the imperial army actually dared to take the initiative to attack, what is this for?

"General, there is a battle report from Minzhou, General Xu was defeated, he suffered a loss of crossbows, we are okay in horse warfare, this city defense is not proficient, we have to prepare in advance." A confidant next to him reminded.

"I have long heard that the Central Plains is rich, and today I saw that it was really in a different direction, at least 50,000 troops outside the city, and everyone actually held a crossbow and shot together, our army was powerless to fight back, but the grace of the king of Han could not be repaid, and it was a big deal to rush out and fight with it." Zhega said indignantly.

The words made everyone's faces heavy.

There is only one division in the city, more than 7,000 people, and there is no doubt that the egg will hit the stone when going out of the city to fight, but it is also difficult to defend the city.

"Dongdong, Dongdong!"

Suddenly, the war drums in front roared, the imperial army began to move, a phalanx of 10,000 people advanced, and a passage spread out in the middle, and dozens of wrestlers appeared in everyone's field of vision carrying the crashing wood.

"It's not good, this is to fire ten thousand crossbows together, cover and crash open the city gate, once the city gate is broken, we will be defeated, Qinzhou is lost like this." The henchman next to him was born again, revealing a little anxious.

"You take two regiments to ambush near the city gate, with more feather arrows, to seize the commanding heights, once the city gate is broken, a large army will enter, shoot me, and no one is allowed to enter." Riga made a quick decision.

"Obey!" The other party saluted solemnly and hurriedly went to arrange.

"Orders, it's all hidden, don't show your head." Zhega shouted loudly, looking around.

Everyone didn't know why, but when they saw Zhega squatting down and hiding with their backs against the city wall, they also followed suit.

The crossbow is not a feather arrow, it can only shoot straight up, it cannot be thrown, it is blocked by the city wall, and the crossbow lost with a direct shot cannot hit the person hiding under the city wall.

Everyone reminded each other and hid it one after another.

Perhaps because they couldn't see the people on the city wall, the imperial army outside the city did not move immediately, but just held the crossbow and did not move, staring at the tiger, carrying the people who hit the wood and rushed forward in unison, heading straight for the city gate.

Zhega carefully looked at the probe, and when he saw the collision wood coming, he immediately shouted to the guards beside him: "Archer, shoot me the striker who hits the door, a round of total, quickly hide, listen to my command." ”

Everyone understood, stretched out their bows and arrows, and listened attentively to the order.

"Shoot!"

A roar shook all directions.

Many archers quickly probed out, and shot an arrow at the wrestler, and regardless of whether they hit it or not, they quickly retracted, crouched, and hid again.

"Hugh Hugh!"

A wave of crossbows whistled overhead, passing over everyone's heads, and a little slower beat was sure to die.

Maybe no one fought back, and the imperial army stopped after shooting two rounds, Zhega carefully looked up from the wall battlement, and saw that many wrestlers fell with arrows, hit the wood and fell to the ground, and immediately overjoyed, laughed and said: "Okay, just fight like this, delay time." ”

As long as the city gate is not broken, the enemy outside the city will not be able to enter, so they can only build a ladder to climb up.

The soldiers also reacted, laughed, and the nervousness was swept away.

Soon, some more wrestlers rushed over, lifting the bumper wood, and a group of shield soldiers rushed up, taking cover in front of them with shields, ready to continue forward.

Zhiga's brain was flexible, knowing that the same method could not be used in the same place, so he quickly ordered dozens of archers, pointed to the other side and admonished: "Half of the way over there to hide, wait for my password." ”

Immediately, half of the men hunched over and rushed along the ramparts.

Zhega waited for everyone to hide and shouted: "Fight as you did just now, prepare!" ”

Everyone nodded knowingly, and they all set up arrows and opened their bows, and waited intently.

"Shoot!"

Everyone quickly got up, probed, and pointed an arrow at the wrestlers below who were about to hit the city gate, and quickly hid it.

The crossbowman who was in charge of covering outside the city saw the sneak attack and changed places, and dared to prepare to counterattack, but he disappeared again, and he gritted his teeth in anger, let's shoot, there is no goal, it is a pure waste of crossbow, let's not shoot, it is difficult to calm down.

Watching the wrestlers fall most of them again, hitting the wood and falling, unable to hit the city gate, not to mention the people who covered, even the generals who watched the battle behind were so angry that their faces were blue, but they were helpless, this way of playing was too chicken thief, slippery and didn't leave his hands, and he didn't hit it head-on at all, so he couldn't fight.

In desperation, another group of wrestlers rushed up, ready to continue to hit the door.

If the city gate is not opened, it is useless if there are many people, and the city cannot be taken.

However, Zhega has been secretly observing, and when he saw another group of wrestlers coming up, he was not in a hurry, and when he entered the firing range, he said to the sharpshooter next to him: "This time it's your turn to shoot, old way, prepare." ”

Everyone nodded in tacit agreement, stretched their bows and arrows, and was excited.

"Shoot!"

"Hugh Hugh!"

Feathered arrows shot out almost simultaneously, as fast as meteors.

The person in charge of covering the court was staring at the other side, but he didn't expect a cold arrow to appear here, and when he reacted, he disappeared again, and he scolded angrily, this way of playing is too hateful.

This time, Lux did not rush to the collision wood, but most of the dead and wounded, and the rest lay on the ground and did not dare to move, no matter how the generals behind him shouted, they did not get up, and began to pretend to be dead, which was too dangerous.

As long as you are not stupid, you can see that the wrestler shoots and stops the door, and whoever gets up will die.

As long as the generals of the imperial army go up with another batch of wrestlers, but no one is a fool, this way of playing is obviously to send them to death, and they all begin to be afraid, and they don't want to suffer from military law, they find shields one by one to cover, and they are very slow and nervous.

Seeing that these wrestlers were covering with shields and were difficult to shoot, they were not in a hurry to shoot and let everyone come up.

Lifting the wood is a strenuous task, and it needs to be held by the hand, so that it is impossible to continue holding the shield.

It was this opportunity that Zhega was waiting for, and decisively issued a military order to the sharpshooters on the other side.

"Hugh Hugh!"

Another wave of arrows flew away, the distance was close, the hit rate was extremely high, and one by one the wrestlers fell down screaming, hitting the wood and falling, hitting several people's calves, and becoming a mess.

The archers hid after the fight, and the imperial army still had no chance to make a move, so they were so angry that they scolded.

But the soldiers of Zhega were all Khotanese people, they couldn't understand it, and none of them were angry, on the contrary, they were all excited.

The more annoyed the opponent is, the more accomplished he feels.

The generals of the imperial court army were also so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, and ordered another group of wrestlers to go up, but this time let the crossbow also shoot and shoot at the city wall, and it didn't matter if he couldn't see anyone, just don't let people take the opportunity to take the lead.

This style of play really makes it difficult for Zhega, unless he risks being shot to fight back, but the sharpshooter is not an ordinary soldier, and it is distressing to lose one, Zhega yelled for everyone to hide, while thinking about how to break the enemy.

"Winter!"

"Winter!"

The sound of banging on the door was deafening.

It also shattered the confidence of the soldiers, and they all looked at Zhega and became nervous.