Chapter 487: There are three days of fierce battles

With a long sword in hand, only death!

As a result, one group after another of the Yan army was forcibly ordered to rush up to the top of the ladder, and one after another corpse quickly fell from the city wall, but soon, another group of Yan soldiers stepping on the corpses of their comrades embarked on the same journey。。。。。。

The battle was completely scorched with the sun overhead.

It should be said that Qing Qin's tactics do have their effects. As the corpses under the city wall accumulated, the Zhao army on the city wall gradually lost the initiative on the battlefield.

After all, no matter how strong the morale is, it can't stand the accumulation of human lives.

Fortunately, Zhao Kuo also discovered the opponent's intentions in time, and immediately ordered to adjust the formation, and began to resist the attack of the Yan army in a rhythmic and organized manner.

It's just that what Zhao Kuo didn't expect was that the battle of the Yan army would be fought directly to the dark.

From sunrise, to sunset, and from sunset, to sunrise, and outside the city, the siege team of the Yan army was almost endless and endless, just like an endless tide, washing the southern city tower over and over again, and even making the change of defense of the Zhao army a checkpoint.

Fortunately, Zhao Kuo was also a little prepared for this, and the catapults that had been scattered were used by Zhao Kuo again, and they bombarded the joint of the Yan army, directly smashing the Yan army into a fault.

Taking advantage of the poor connection between the front and rear armies of the Yan army, the Zhao army hurriedly completed the change of guards.

But the problem is that the soldiers can change their defenses, but he Zhao Kuo, but he can't rest! Now he is not only a general, but also the banner in the hearts of all soldiers, he can't fall, let alone retreat, and even rest, he can only be on top of the city tower.

Without him, it is necessary for all the soldiers defending the city to see his blood-soaked robes and blood-stained armor at all times.

The long knife in his hand has not yet been sheathed, straight on the ground, under the swaying lights, the original smooth as a mirror on the knife surface, mottled blood stains looming, this is the blood washed over and over again and left a mark, the long knife handle of the rope is dyed black and red by blood, fortunately, the special blade, still flashing sharp cold light.

The dozens of personal soldiers behind him were also worthy of choosing the front, even if they followed Zhao Kuo to break through the left and right, no one flinched. It's just that in order to protect Zhao Kuo, he is now injured one by one, and the high-intensity combat for a whole day has made the elite soldiers collapse to the side one by one.

Around them, the bladed knives and the notched shields were scattered all over the place, and the fierceness of their battles could be seen. In this battle, they are the most tired.

They are a real firefighting team, not only guarding the general, but more people are sent by Zhao Kuo to fight the fire in an emergency place. They just got off the line of fire, and they really didn't have the strength to move anymore, so they could only slump aside and rest for a while.

Of course, their desperate battle was not without effect.

Under the city wall, the corpses of Yan Jun were already piled up, and the last two arrow towers had already been destroyed under Zhao Jun's rockets, and several ladders had been burned to black, falling on both sides of the road, and countless flying ladders were thrown on the side of the ladder in tatters.

Curly swords, broken spears, and tattered shields were embedded deep in the blood-coated black earth. Z.br>

On the city wall, the broken arms and legs fell to the ground, the broken swords and arrows were scattered on the ground, the original full gold juice jar was empty, and the rolling wood and stones were still there, but they were no longer the original regular appearance, that is, the people in the city demolished their houses and sent the foundations and beams.

In just one day and one night, most of the city defense forces accumulated in the city were paid.

Of course, Zhao Kuo still held several cards tightly in his hands, such as a bed crossbow and a heavily armored Mo sword soldier. Because of the one-day battle, the Yan army didn't even stand firm at the head of the city, so naturally it was impossible to find that behind the city wall, Zhao Kuo still hid so many sharp knives.

It's just that Zhao Kuo's hiding made the heavily armored Mo sword soldiers complain for a long time. The other soldiers took turns to go to the battlefield, just the fifty of them, they can't go to the battlefield, you know, they are the strongest fifty people!

It's a pity that Zhao Kuo was killing enemies on the city tower, and he couldn't hear their complaints at all.

But in any case, Qing Qin's "consumption" formula has obviously begun to bear fruit, after all, from not being able to climb the city tower to being able to climb the city tower every time, and even gaining a firm foothold, this is already a huge progress.

In the next step, more people will climb the city tower to form a joint force, and then the city will be broken!

Thinking of this, Qing Qin, who had just gotten up, was a little excited. It's a pity that the army under his command is not as excited as he is. Although in the evening and subnight, the Yan army also rotated, but in the end, there are still many recruits in this Yan army, and after seeing the hell-like scene under the city tower, where can they sleep.

But the veterans of the Zhao army, almost everyone snorted loudly when they fell. There was a general in front of him, and even a lot of young and strong soldiers of the Zhao army were able to sleep well.

After a night, the first batch of Yan soldiers were awakened again, put on their armor again, and came to this terrified battlefield again.

Numbness is probably the only word that can describe them.

Charging numbly, like a moth to a flame, it slammed straight into the wall! If it weren't for the tun chief, he would have even rushed straight to the city wall.

Although the morale of the soldiers was clearly low, the drumbeat of the attack was still loud. Pity the captain's voice, though hoarse, roared and charged with all his might.

The sword pointed at the city wall, and groups of Yan troops charged!

A rain of arrows struck, and the sound of breaking the sky made the Yan soldiers reflexively raise their shields; Ascending the tower, mechanically swinging the sword in his hand, perhaps only the wail before dying can prove that this is still a living army.

Climb the ladder, bow down, raise the shield, sprint,

Then collide, slash, and finally fall off the tower!

The Yan soldiers seemed to have become accustomed to this situation, and their hearts were already undisturbed, except for the mechanical dodge and sprint, there was only one thought in their minds, why hadn't it been the time for rotation yet!

And the Zhao army on the city wall, at least in terms of morale, is much better than the Yan army, without him, whenever the situation is critical, their general, Zhao Kuo, will always bring his own soldiers to fight the fire!

The figure of the two hands dancing with the big sword and the red robe dancing in the wind is really impressive!

The general is still so desperate, and if he, a small soldier, can fight with the general, it is worth dying! What's more, the general is here, how can we lose?

If you win, you will be crowned with an official.

Dead, dying for the general, what regrets in this life?

There is also a general who takes care of the things behind him, so what else is there to say, it's nothing more than desperate!

In contrast, the Zhao army, which was already more than one step in the elite, had a few times more combat power than the Yan army. It's a pity that no matter how strong the combat power is, the Zhao army's strength is still at an absolute disadvantage.

It's like no matter how powerful a person is, he can't beat a bunch of zombies. Limited by the strength of the army, the Zhao army's casualties gradually increased, and the battlefield fell into disadvantage. If it weren't for Zhao Kuo and his personal team to fight the fire in shifts, I'm afraid the battle line of the city wall would have collapsed long ago.

War has always had his ironclad laws. After all, it's hard power to fight.

In order to make up for the lack of troops, Zhao Kuo dismantled his more than 300 personal guards (excluding the artillery battalion and heavy armor Mo sword soldiers), of which more than 100 people continued to follow him around to extinguish the fire, and the remaining 200 people were mixed with the newly trained 3,000 young people, and every five people led fifty people to form a tun, which was enriched into the defense line on the morning of the second day of the Yan army's siege.

War has always been the most vivid teaching material, and surviving is not only a test for this group of recruits, but also the best praise for good students!

From the wolf rushing at the beginning, to clumsily imitating the movements of veterans, to participating in defense and organizing attacks in style, all this happened in just one day.

Of course, the price of all this is that there are only more than 1,300 people left of the 3,000 recruits, and only 150 of the 200 personal soldiers with the recruits remain.

There is no way, there are too many times, and the pro-soldiers can only

Use your life to make up for the mistakes made by the recruits you lead.

By the evening of the second day, the original 5,000 soldiers in the city, plus 3,000 young men, were 8,000 men, and there were less than 4,000 men left.

Although half of the losses of Tai belonged to the young and strong, the loss of nearly half of the 5,000 soldiers was also lost. And almost everyone who is alive is exhausted. Although it has not yet reached the point where everyone is injured, it is almost there.

Under the shortage of troops, Zhao Kuo could only change his thinking again, and the four thousand soldiers were divided into three batches by Zhao Kuo for rotation: a group fought at the north gate, and after the fierce battle, they were withdrawn to the city for repair, and after resting, they went to the east and west gates to change their defenses, and the soldiers who changed the defenses from the east and west gates went to the south gate to fight.

In this way, the soldiers who have just experienced the bloody battle can get an immediate rest, and the east and west gates can also be slightly guaranteed.

Even if there is a rotation, but in the face of the locust-like Yan army, the defending Zhao army can only change shifts every four hours, so that when facing the new force of the Yan army, the Zhao army is also the latest to replace a more energetic group of combat power.

If the soldiers of the Zhao army can still take a break in the rotation, then the most tired is probably Zhao Kuo.

Since the start of the war, Zhao Kuo has not been in the line of fire, whether it is resting or eating, not to mention that after the shortage of troops, Zhao Kuo personally took his soldiers to fight the fire.

Almost where there is the most danger, where the Yan army is the most, Zhao Kuo and his personal army will appear there.

Even a special precision armor can't withstand such intense and frequent damage!

By the third day, not only were the knee pads and elbow pads broken in many places, but even the heart goggles had cracks, and the helmet was full of sword marks; As for the flowing white robe, it was discarded by Zhao Kuo because it was soaked with too much blood and became heavy and abnormal.

And in order to protect their generals, the personal guards of more than 100 people have also been sharply reduced to sixty.

You must know that these 100 personal guards are selected from among the hosts! is the Qin army's sharp soldiers, and there is not much difference, it can be said that every time he is injured, Zhao Kuo has to feel distressed for a long time.

However, there is no way. Faced with the dilemma of insufficient troops, Zhao Kuo could only grit his teeth and insist!

In the three-day bloody battle, despite the protection of fine armor and personal soldiers, Zhao Kuo's body and arms were injured by arrows and swords, no less than ten.

But Zhao Kuo is still insisting!