Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏreadx;? Under the mobilization of Peng Sheng, the Ningnan army launched a second round of onslaught, and the first round of offensive, after the Ningnan army rushed out of the bunker, it was not far forward, and saw that the soldiers in front suffered heavy casualties, and the soldiers behind began to be afraid again, and ran backwards,

Only this time, the soldiers failed to run back to their own bunkers, and the battle camp that swept behind them, commanded by Peng Sheng, opened fire and shot in unison, knocking down the defeated and retreating Ningnan army row after row, and at the same time, people kept shouting loudly: "Go back, go back, the general has an order, those who escape from the battle will be killed,"

After killing hundreds of Ningnan soldiers, the retreat of the Ningnan army was finally stopped.

People have no choice but to continue to rush forward and kill, the attack of eight corps, the defenders are only 30,000, even if the firepower of the counterattack is fierce, it can't be stopped,

Seeing that the Ningnan Army outside the city was like an ant colony, falling down a row and rushing up a row, one after another, unable to stop it, the hearts of the generals of the Feng Army were a little bottomless,

People subconsciously looked at Shangguan Xiu in the city gate tower, the latter was still standing in front of the arrow buttress with his hands behind his back and his waist straight, the expression on his face was peaceful, and the cloud was light and light, and he controlled everything, as if he didn't take the enemy army outside the city seriously at all.

Shangguan Xiu's calmness is like a reassuring pill for the soldiers of the Feng Army, and people's tense emotions quickly relaxed, in their minds, Shangguan Xiu is the god of war of the Wind Country, the god of war is still there, how can they be defeated,

"Prepare the stone mines,"

"Prepare the stone mines—"

The soldiers in the back row of the city took off the stone mines they were carrying, and many other soldiers lit torches in the crowd.

The shouting and killing outside the city is getting closer and closer, and finally, the Ningnan army attacked under the city wall, and suddenly, one after another cloud ladders set up the city, and the crowded Ningnan army climbed up frantically along the cloud ladders.

The explosion of firecrackers in the city became more intensive, and the Ningnan army who climbed the ladder fell down the ladder one after another like dumplings, smashing into the crowd, and the screams of the long sound were also one after another.

Seeing that the number of enemy troops rushing to the bottom of the city wall was sufficient, the leopard suddenly waved the command flag and shouted: "Throw stone mines,"

"Throwing a stone mine—"

The wind army, which had long been ready to attack, lit the fuses of the stone mines in their hands and threw them under the city together.

After a while, the city of Qingcheng was like a frying pot, the sound of the booming explosion had already sounded into a ball, and the stone mines that exploded in the crowd, even the shock wave was filled with blood mist, from the ground to the three-meter-high city wall, it was dyed red almost instantly,

In the blink of an eye, the soldiers of the Ningnan army who were killed and injured by the explosion were countless, and the bloody corpses under the city wall were stacked on top of each other, paved with a thick layer, and the ladders erected were broken one after another, and the soldiers of the Ningnan army who were climbing on it screamed and fell down,

Just a round of stone and mine attacks, the casualties of the Ningnan army were no less than 2,000 people.

Soon, the second round of stone mine throwing of the wind army came again, and even more, holding cannonballs, lighting the fuse, and throwing them outside the city, the explosion outside Qingcheng was like bursting beans, mixed with people's heart-rending screams,

Under the double bombardment of the wind army's stone mines and artillery shells, the morale of the Ningnan army that had just been raised was immediately suppressed, and the hordes of soldiers were so frightened that they turned around and ran back.

The second round of the offensive of the Ningnan army was declared fruitless, and the two sides have been fighting until now, the casualties of the Ningnan army have exceeded 20,000, and the soldiers are physically and mentally exhausted, and their morale is low, and a large number of soldiers have fallen to the ground, and they have no strength to stand up.

They were already tired from the rapid march to Qingcheng, and the attack was blocked again and again, and the casualties were heavy, the spiritual pillars of the people collapsed, and the overdrawn physical strength could not be supported immediately.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and Qingcheng in front was still impregnable, Peng Sheng was at a loss, so he could only send someone back to his own camp to report the battle situation to the eldest grandson Huai'an.

I thought that my army would be able to break through the city defense of the wind army and easily take Qingcheng in one walk, but the result was not the case at all, the onslaught of the eight corps failed to shake the slightest trace of Qingcheng's city defense, at this time, the expression of the eldest grandson Huai'an also became solemn,

The simple Chinese military tent has now become a regular Chinese military tent, the eldest grandson Huai'an stood in the Chinese military tent, looking down at the map of Qingcheng spread on the table, around him, were all Ningnan military generals with frowns,

The outer defense line of Qingcheng is simply vulnerable, but the difficulty of Qingcheng itself is completely beyond imagination.

There was no sound in the big tent, the needle could be heard, the eldest grandson Huai'an's finger slid back and forth on the map, for a long time, he straightened his body and said: "Summons Peng Sheng, no matter how big his casualties are, this king must attack the city overnight, and do not give the wind army a chance to breathe,"

"Yes, Lord Wang," a herald agreed, and quickly ran out of the Chinese military tent,

However, the eldest grandson Huai'an forgot that the most tired now is not the wind army, but the soldiers on the front line, attacking the city overnight, not so that the wind army has no respite, but so that the soldiers on the front line have lost the opportunity to rest.

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Dong Xu, Wang Lan,"

"The last general," the two generals came out of the ranks, stood in front of the eldest grandson Huai'an, and intervened to give a salute,

"Tonight, the two of you each lead a corps, Dong Xu sneaks up on the north city, Wang Lan sneaks on the south city, now the forces of the wind army are concentrated in the west city, the forces of the north city and the south city must be empty, you two must pry open the north and south city defenses of Qingcheng for me, understand?"

"The last general obeys,"

"The prince is wise,"

The eldest grandson Huai'an's estimate was correct, the strength of the Feng Army was mainly concentrated in Xicheng to resist the siege of the main force of the Ningnan Army, but he underestimated the combat power of the Feng Army.

That night, the eight corps headed by Peng Sheng, 60,000 troops, attacked the city overnight, compared with the siege during the day, the siege at night, the Ningnan army was already thundering, the rain was small, and the offensive had no strength at all.

Late at night, at midnight,

The two Ningnan armies, led by Dong Xu and Wang Lan, quietly left the camp and detoured to the north and south of Qingcheng.

Dong Xu sneaked into the woods outside the north of Qingcheng in the dark, and people took advantage of the night and trees as a cover, and raised their eyes to look in the direction of Qingcheng.

I saw that the firelight on the head of the city was sparse and sparse, and there were very few, and the moving firelight only appeared once in a long time.

Dong Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the prince was really like a god, the defense of the wind army's northern city was really weak,

He called the adjutant general and the ten battalion lieutenants to his approach, and whispered: "The first battalion will take the lead, sneak under the city wall first, climb up with ropes, and solve the ...... of the guards in the city."

He was talking, when he suddenly heard a scream from behind, Dong Xu gritted his teeth with hatred, and asked in a low voice: "Who is it, who is shouting, how do I explain to you, don't make a sound,"

The woods were silent, so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, Dong Xu glanced at it, retracted his gaze, and continued to explain in a low voice: "After climbing the city wall, whether you meet the enemy or not, give ......me the city gate as soon as possible."

"Ahh

Before he could say a word, another shout came from the woods behind, Dong Xu hated his mother in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said to everyone: "Come with me to see who is screaming, who is his mother who is sending a message to the Feng Army,"

Dong Xu took the adjutant general and a battalion lieutenant through the woods, and when he passed by the soldiers of Ningnan Army, the battalion lieutenants kept asking: "Were you shouting just now?"

"No, no, it's not a villain, the cry is coming from behind,"

Walking all the way to the depths of the woods, Dong Xu suddenly stopped, something was wrong, there was a smell of blood, his heart was shocked, he subconsciously held the saber under his ribs, and the deputy general stepped forward and asked, "General, what's wrong,"

"You sniff carefully,"

"Yes...... It smells of blood,"

Dong Xu swallowed his saliva, slowly pulled out the saber under his ribs, and seeing this, the adjutant general and the battalion lieutenant also drew their respective weapons, and turned back and summoned one after another: "Come here, come here,"

The woods were too dark, and the visibility was only one or two meters at best, for the sake of the secrecy and surprise of the action, they didn't dare to light the torches, Dong Xu could only touch the darkness and move forward slowly tentatively,

As he was walking forward, his feet suddenly went limp, and he almost fell forward, and the adjutant general who followed him grabbed him and asked nervously in a low voice: "General, what's wrong?"

"There's something on the ground," Dong Xu squatted down, his eyes widened, and he looked to the ground, his waist was getting bent more and more, and his head was getting closer and closer to the ground.

"Ahh

"General, lighting a torch will reveal our tracks......"

"Don't fucking be verbose, give me a torch,"

A battalion lieutenant lit the torch and handed it to Dong Xu, Dong Xu took the torch back and shone it forward, the fire gradually increased, slowly illuminating the woods in front, people looked closely, all of them changed their faces, and they saw that the ground in the woods in front of them was full of the corpses of the Ningnan Army.

I don't know how many, but there was only one fatal wound on the corpse, either the throat was cut with a sharp weapon, or the chest was pierced.

After a long time, Dong Xu came back to his senses and stammered and asked, "Who, who are they, are they...... When did you die here?"

"Ma Wu," with an exclamation, a battalion lieutenant rushed to a corpse and hugged it tightly,

"That'...... It was the younger brother of Captain Ma Ying, and he ...... He came with us," said another battalion lieutenant, in astonishment.

In this way, all the people who died here were their people, but when many people were killed, they didn't even know it,

For a while, people seemed to have collectively fallen into the ice cave, and the cold air rose from the soles of their feet and rushed to the ends of their hair, and the hair was about to stand on end.

People widened their eyes in horror, subconsciously looking around, even if the torches were lit, the visibility in the woods was still very limited, and the firelight reflected the woods more terrifyingly, the night wind blew, the branches swayed, it looked like tentacles stretched out from the dark night,

"Ahh

Dong Xu held his sword, ran in the direction where the cry came from like crazy, and when he got close to the shout, he made a move with a torch, and as in the situation just now, the ground was full of corpses of Ningnan soldiers.

There was no sound of fighting at all, and these Ningnan soldiers seemed to have been killed in an instant by ghosts and monsters that came out of the woods, "General...... General, this ...... There's a ghost here......"

Dong Xu was extremely angry, he never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, he held a sword, looked around, and shouted: "Who is doing here, secretly hurting people secretly, and if there is a kind of battle,"