The spring breeze at the border pass was still cold, and Fang Yizhi stood on the wall of Yongdeng County, looking at the Xiliang army that had not attacked for a long time, with a heavy heart.

The day before yesterday, Gulang County was lost in one day, and the Xiliang Army was greatly enhanced by the training of Han Zongwang, the generalissimo of the former Liang Dynasty and the generalissimo, for more than ten years.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from afar.

"General Nguyen, the enemy army has large siege equipment." An adjutant general pointed to the approaching carriage with a shocked face.

Ruan Dashui, the general of Ning Yuan, who was in charge of guarding the city wall, looked at it, but as far as his eyes could see, there were carriages slowly driving in a row.

On the carriage, there are straight cedar trees that are seven or eight zhang long and as thick as a waist, with triangular wood, nailed into a flat row of ladders, each row of ladders is about three zhang high, and one end is also equipped with a big iron hook to grasp the city, if it is put on the city wall, the army can rush to the city head along the ladder in groups.

Behind the flatbed, dozens of large trebuchets are lined up, these trebuchets can throw hundreds of pounds of boulders out five hundred steps away, this kind of heavy trebuchet with a height of two feet and one foot originally needed more than 100 people to pull, but after Han Zongwang's improvement, the old-fashioned trebuchet was changed to a rear pull, using the belt elastic force of the trebuchet to shoot, and using the pulley principle, the pulling force into a multi-winch, in this way, a trebuchet only needs 20 people to control.

Between each trebuchet, there is a huge bed crossbow, which can shoot ten cross javelins at once, and can pierce the shield within 400 paces, with a full range of 800 paces. The bed crossbow can be controlled by only three people, and with two assistants with arrows, a total of five people can be used to deal with the dense defenders of the city, and the lethal effect is amazing.

The cross-javelins on the bed crossbow shone brightly in the sunlight, like poisonous snakes that choose people to devour and point straight at the head of the city.

Fang Yizhi stood behind General Ruan, and as he looked over, he saw a series of bed crossbows and trebuchets, forming a huge phalanx.

On each flank of each phalanx, there is a cavalry escort, and if you try to outflank the phalanx from the left and right, you will definitely be blocked by the cavalry.

Behind the phalanx, there are three teams of heavy cavalry, divided into left, center and right formations, they are like dragons, horses like tigers, and their momentum is like rainbows.

Looking at the formation that covered several miles, as well as the Senhan arrows that pointed diagonally at the city tower, Da Chen's defenders felt numb when they saw it.

What does it mean that so many crossbows and trebuchets are used intensively?

It means that the Xiliang army is bound to win.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of the giant drum shook the sky, and the aura of slaughter filled the sky.

The soldiers of the Xiliang army shouted frantically and rushed towards the city like a tide.

At the forefront were thousands of shield-wielding soldiers who were responsible for blocking the bows and arrows fired from the city, followed by climbing ladders, and dozens of catapults frantically hurled boulders into the city to cover the besieging troops.

Nguyen Da Shui on the city commanded the troops in an orderly manner, using the archers and fire oil on the city walls to fight back.

There is a huge iron bucket on the city wall every ten zhang, the barrel is boiling hot oil, the defenders next to the giant barrel are engrossed in staring at the city, and when the Xiliang attackers approach, they quickly poured the hot oil, and the Xiliang attackers who were splashed with hot oil fell to the ground one by one and kept rolling.

After pouring a bucket of hot oil, the soldiers put the barrel back in place, and then some of them continued to pour oil into the barrel, while the rest kept lighting firewood underneath in preparation for the next round of hot oil attacks.

At this time, dozens of trebuchets began to squeak and twist the thick ropes, the long projectile rods bent back, and the accumulated potential energy reached the extreme.

"Put!"

The order was given, and the soldiers pulled the ropes at the same time, and the long pole was thrown out, and the boulder rose into the air and roared towards the city.

"Cross gun, put!"

The bed crossbow was also fired at the same time, and hundreds of cross javelins were fired at the same time, and the sound was no less than the whistling sound of the boulder, which shook people's eardrums with faint pain.

A terrible scream sounded, the boulder fell into the city, and many of the Dachen defenders could not escape and were stoned to death.

The javelins in the sky came with a roaring sound of breaking through the air, with a powerful impact, stringing the defenders into a string, and the remaining momentum was not gone, and they were nailed to the city tower fiercely, and the blood splattered everywhere, making a "buzzing" explosion.

For a while, the terrible screams and shouts rang out, and the rain of arrows that broke through the air fell one after another, making the city instantly chaotic and chaotic for a while.

Ruan Dashui shouted loudly, quickly reorganized the defense, divided the Da Chen soldiers into three rows, took turns to release arrows and dump boiling oil, and poured down continuously, and the Xiliang soldiers who were lucky enough not to die under the city were constantly deprived of their lives in the continuous rain of arrows, and the red blood stained the earth.

Up and down the city wall, there are red blood stains everywhere, blood is flowing sideways, broken flesh, stumps and broken arms, you can see it everywhere. Terrible screams, angry roars, both sides were red-eyed, and the battle was escalating.

The city wall is covered with black pressure Da Chen soldiers, accompanied by hoarse shouts, boulders roaring down from the sky, arrows flying in the air, the fearless soldiers are covered with blood, their eyes are full of heroic spirit of fighting to the death, their hands keep shooting arrows with bows, pouring hot oil, a large number of soldiers fell in the pool of blood, and there are people behind them who stepped forward, the sound of fighting and the sound of Jin Ge resounded through the world, and the eyes were full of corpses and a sea of blood, like purgatory on earth.

The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood, and the smoke of gunpowder drifted in the air, and the sky was blood-red with the glow of the fire.

Fang Yizhi had just cut off a cloud ladder hanging on the city wall, and another round of arrow rain fell one after another like locusts crossing the border, only to see soldiers around him constantly falling to the ground with arrows.

A Xiliang soldier took the opportunity to climb the city wall, and was immediately greeted by several Dachen defenders. The swords clashed, and the screams rang out, and one of the black and thin Xiliang sergeants was extremely brave, and a dagger came out of nowhere, stabbing five or six defenders to death in an instant.

Fang Yizhi stepped forward, gathered the remaining true qi in his body, and slapped his palm at the black thin sergeant.

The black thin sergeant flipped his wrist, and the dagger slashed at Fang Yizhi's wrist like lightning.

Fang Yizhi turned his palm into a finger, and his vitality came out through his fingers, hitting the chest of the black thin sergeant.

The black thin sergeant did not dodge or dodge, as if waiting for Fang Yizhi's finger.

Fang Yizhi only felt that one finger had hit the dough, and he was deeply immersed in it, and a scorching vitality invaded his body along his fingers, and his whole body was hot and unbearable.

Ruan Dashui picked up the Xiliang soldier in front of him with a shot, and then returned to his horse and stabbed the black thin sergeant, he had already seen that this black and thin Xiliang soldier was extraordinary, and Fang Yizhi suffered a secret loss.

The black thin sergeant dagger was horizontal, and he actually blocked Ruan Dashui's full shot, his chest and abdomen bulged high, making a thunderous sound, which shocked Fang Yizhi and took a few steps back, the sleeve of his right arm was shattered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ruan Dashui shouted: "Wai! ”

More than two dozen Da Chen soldiers nearby quickly formed a battle formation and surrounded the black thin sergeant.

Like a ghost, the thin black sergeant plunged into the battle formation and killed the eyes of the formation.

The formation immediately changed, and the strength of more than 20 Da Chen soldiers suddenly merged together, and with the blessing of the battle array, they smashed into the black thin sergeant.

Seeing that there were more and more people besieging him, the black thin sergeant couldn't take advantage of it at all, and roared: "Da Chen soldiers, but Er'er!" Then one jumped down the wall.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun pours on the city walls.

Fang Yizhi stood on the city tower, looking at the Xiliang army that had just retreated, he knew in his heart that when the enemy attacked again the next time, it would be impossible to hold Yongdeng City.

At this time, Ning Yuan's general Ruan Dashui came over after arranging military affairs and said, "Commander Fang, is your injury in the way?" ”

Fang Yizhi raised his red arm and said: "This person's practice is weird, I can't see what realm it is, the strange vitality that he invaded my body has been suppressed by me in the arm meridians, it should be no problem in the short term, General Xie Ruan is worried!" ”

Ruan Dashui said: "This person's identity is by no means an ordinary soldier, I have been stationed at the border for ten years, I have never heard of it, it is estimated that he is a master by the side of Prince Kan Cheng, so don't underestimate it, you go to the city to find General Mo to take a look, and see if he has a way." ”

He glanced at the busy soldiers around him and continued: "Go, I'll take a look elsewhere!" ”

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Walking down the city tower and walking through the streets full of wounded soldiers, Fang Yizhi walked into the Dingyuan General's Mansion.

Yongdeng County Commander Li Tingli was talking to the top general here, General Dingyuan, Mo Tailai, when he saw Fang Yizhi coming in, said hello, and left in a hurry.

Mo Tai looked at Fang Yizhi, who was dressed in blood and had a solemn expression, and said, "Yizhi, sit down and talk." ”

Fang Yizhi saluted Mo Tailai and said, "General Mo, please take a look at my arm......"

He raised his red arm and described the condition of the thin black sergeant.

Mo Tailai only glanced at it and exclaimed, "The true qi of the scorching sun? That old monster of Yang Stealing True Monarch even has a disciple? ”

Fang Yizhi asked in surprise, "Who is the Yang Stealing True Monarch?" Why have you never heard of it? ”

Mo Tailai pondered for a while, and said: "Stealing Yang Zhenjun is a master of the True Self Realm a hundred years ago, this person is alone, ruthless, he was originally from Xiliang Guazhou, I don't know where to get a heart method, practicing this practice requires absorbing the Yuanyang of a six-year-old boy, and more than 10,000 boys in Xiliang Kingdom disappeared inexplicably, all related to him. Later, he wandered to the Great Liang in front of us, continued to steal the boy's cultivation exercises, and was surrounded and suppressed by the True Martial Sect and the Zongjian Sect, but with the scorching Yang True Qi of cultivation, he was able to escape every time, and successively killed seven True Self Realm masters of the two factions and more than ten Hedao Realm masters. The former True Martial Sect Master Hong Yichang and the former Sword Sect Master Mo Wentian came out of retreat, and the two great masters chased and killed together, and finally slashed at Qixia Mountain.

He sighed and continued: "I didn't expect that after a hundred years, the true qi of the scorching sun would reappear, and this old monster would have a successor......

Fang Yizhi said: A little injury, I can still stand it. Today, we have repelled three enemy attacks, and we have already suffered more than half of the casualties, and what I am worried about is that after tonight, the enemy will attack again tomorrow, and we are afraid that we will not be able to hold it......