Chapter 139: Fierce Battle

At the south gate of Boryeong Mansion, Li Song has always had a perfunctory and enthusiastic city gate official, who is listening to the arrows with his ears open. Wang Biao's chirping sound was very clear, but it was a little far away from Xiguan, for fear of missing Wu Dazhuang's response, which was the signal to launch. The most important thing in combat is coordination, and the timing of the uprising is crucial - early, the officers and troops in the city will rush down, and too late, they may be recognized. Li Song only has ten subordinates, sooner or later, either the situation is a catastrophe. Li Song's subordinates also set their sights on their targets near the city gate, and they were secretly on guard.

Due to the distance and the blocking of sound waves by the Nanjin Wall, Li Song still did not hear Wu Dazhuang's signal. Unexpectedly, not long after Wang Biao's arrow was issued, it was the city gate official who was chattering beside him who was the first to notice the anomaly dozens of zhang away, and stammered and pointed to the flashing knife light and the running figure on the wall: "Li, Li, Brother Li, look ......."

Li Song drew a knife, squeezed it into this guy's lower abdomen, and shouted: "Break the level!" Defeated, run away! The men, who had already been on full alert, immediately launched, cut down five or six city gate guards on the spot, and then rushed to the other ignorant fellows, while shouting loudly and loudly:

"Early drop! Early drop! ”

"Defeated, run away!"

"The city is broken, run for your life!"

Although the focus of the defense of Boryeong Mansion is the north gate and the east gate, after all, it is the capital city, and Duan Yuanji has pulled most of the soldiers who can be mobilized into the city, and the number is very large. There are more than 50 people in half of the infantry team guarding the south gate alone, half of them are leaning or sitting on the ground near the door to cope with errands, and the other half are on duty at night, most of them are in the changing rooms near the door hole in the city to make up for sleep, and there are four or five hundred soldiers and thousands of people standing on the south wall. Because it may be necessary to support Nanjin Pass at any time, there is also a reserve force of thousands of people near Nancheng, and a long tent and shed are set up against the wall, some of them are resting in it, and some of them are sitting on the ground outside to gamble and brag. However, these soldiers are too mixed, and many of them are not subordinate to each other. Despite this, Li Song's dozen or so people always hang by a thread: the disparity in strength is too great, once the soldiers rush forward before Cheng Xi, Wang Biao and others, no one will survive - what's more, if the city gate is closed, it will not be his own people who will die, and there may be tens of thousands of people. Li Song is a sword and shield soldier, there is no spear soldier to keep a safe distance under the cooperation of the big shield soldier, it is difficult to form an effective defensive formation only by relying on the small round shield of the sword and shield soldier: as long as the spear on the opposite side keeps stabbing over, everyone will have no power to fight back, if there are a few more archers behind the spearman, they can aim more calmly and shoot at the face, the consequences are unimaginable!

Robbing the door is not stealing the door, a dozen or so people from dozens of people to seize the city gate can never be silent, in this case, at the beginning to create as much chaos as possible, to completely muddy the water, can win a moment is a moment!

The gatekeepers were immediately stunned by the sudden attack around them, and in a hurry, they threw down their weapons and ran away. Fortunately, a few spears were left behind. Li Song and the three brothers quickly inserted the knife into the sheath and picked it up, feeling a little more steady. The two brothers ran to the door of the guard room with knives and bluffed to scare the soldiers who were sleeping in a daze inside and were not allowed to come out, Li Song and the remaining few people hurriedly pulled up a defensive line to protect the open city gate, and looked back nervously in the direction of Nanjin Pass from time to time. It seemed like a few hours had passed, and I finally saw a small black dot in the distance.

The view of the defenders on the south wall is much wider than that of the city gate, and at the same time as Li Song burst out, someone discovered the anomaly of Nanjin Pass. After a moment of shock, the guerrillas on duty shouted the order to close the gate, and the heralds who were about to shout down just happened to see the gate guards scattering and fleeing, and a group of demon-like fellows covered in blood were shouting and chasing after them. The guerrillas knew that if the city gate was lost, it would be equivalent to losing most of their lives, so they ordered their guards to take the lead and led the soldiers to rush down the road to grab the gate.

Generally speaking, the generals' personal soldiers are very capable of fighting, but that is talking about the real field army, especially the border army. Most of the guards here in Boryeong Mansion are guards, the guerrilla itself is a landlord on weekdays, and the pro-soldiers are also foremen who whip serf auxiliaries, and no one has ever been in battle. At first glance, I was so frightened that I was stunned. If Li Song's men had more, even if they had one more fruit, they could chase the routs for a short distance, and the situation would have been completely different—unfortunately, because they had to protect the door, they bluffed a few times, and everyone retreated to form a formation near the inner door hole. Seeing this, the defenders became a little more courageous, and began to force down from the horse roads on both sides step by step under the guerrilla shouting and scolding, and shouted loudly to cheer for themselves, and a few of them even tried to block the two people blocking the guardhouse.

Li Song knew that if they were separated, the lives of the two subordinates would definitely be confessed there, anyway, the dog officers and soldiers on the wall and at the root of the wall would rush down in one go, not caring about the few more people in the changing room, more people would have more strength, it was better to withdraw and maybe hold on for a while, so he tore his throat and roared the two back. At first, the men in the guard room were so frightened that they were lying on the pit and trembling, and when they heard that there was no sound outside the door, they were bold enough to stand up and look, and some of them shouted through the window to see the reinforcements coming down the road, and before they had time to put on their armor, they all took their weapons and poured out of the house, and they also leaned towards the doorway. More and more people came out of the long tent at the base of the inner wall, and when they figured out the situation, they squeezed each other together and forced them over in small steps.

At this time, the guerrillas on the south wall also discovered Cheng Xi's gang who had been killed at Nanjin Pass, so they desperately shouted to organize the defense, and the archers began to shoot their feather arrows at the crowd that was rapidly approaching dozens of zhang away.

Li Song didn't care about looking back at the reinforcements anymore, just separated the tip of the spear stabbed from the opposite side, another gun poked at him, it was too late to block, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head, swung around, and simply took the shot hard with the iron helmet on his head. The tip of the spear slammed into the iron helmet, and was immediately carried away by the force of the head shake, and the piercing scraping sound of rubbing against the helmet made a screeching sound. The vigorous impact made Li Song's head "buzz", a burst of gold stars appeared in front of his eyes, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, but because of the muscle memory formed by many years of border military career, his arms were still reflexively retracted, and the withdrawn spear stabbed out blindly and aimlessly, poking into the neck of the guy opposite......

This subconscious stab was not powerful, but the spear edged and tore open the carotid artery, and the blood rushed out, and as the person who was shot dropped the spear, he turned in horror and tried to escape, spraying several people around him all over his head...... The guy didn't take a few steps before he collapsed to the ground, struggling and rolling, the blood arrows gushing from his neck growing weaker and weaker, and after a moment he gradually stopped moving.

Li Song's gun in his palm also took off weakly, his knees weakened, and the person fell down, but fortunately, several guys who were sprayed with blood on the opposite side were dodging in horror, and no one took the opportunity to make up for him. The two men on the left and right hurriedly dragged him backwards with the arms of the chief, and the thin line had to shrink again, except for those who were shot in the legs and could not move, and all of them retreated to the hole in the city gate, struggling to hold on—the two men were immediately nailed to the ground by several guns, and then slashed by the stabs that rushed forward.

The officers and soldiers pressed over again, and the remaining three guns had no room to wield in the door opening, so they could only blindly stab, and two of them were soon cut off. Li Song leaned on the wall of the cave, looked blankly at his comrades-in-arms in front of him, gradually regained consciousness, just struggled to get up, a burst of nausea in his stomach, vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water, still holding the waist knife, staggered up, roared and cursed and squeezed into the defense line again.

There is only a few dozen zhang distance from Nanjin Pass to the south gate of Baoning, but unfortunately Cheng Xi's group of people are all ordinary people, seeing the feather arrows shot from the city nailing their companions to their sides, the vast majority of people looked at the city in horror, and their legs trembled so much that they could not move, not only blocking the people behind, but also providing excellent shooting targets for the archers at the head of the city.

At first, Wang Biao led his brothers to chase and slash the officers and soldiers guarding the pass along both sides of the wall, for fear that they would slow down and come back again. He knew very well that Hugh looked at the way the people were whirring now, as long as the first few people were cut down, the back would definitely scatter and flee, so the defenders must not be allowed a chance to breathe and assemble - and because of this, this team of soldiers with rich battlefield experience fell behind the people.

When a large number of people poured into the Nanjin Gate, and the officials and troops were no longer able to reverse the situation, Wang Biao noticed that the people who were unable to defend the city in front of the South Gate of Baoning were fighting the people who were hiding in a hurry. At the same time, he also saw a few small figures shaking violently in the swarthy doorway - this meant that the situation of Li Song's fruit people was precarious!

Wang Biao blew the whistle with the strength of feeding, and the scattered soldiers immediately gave up the target of chasing and slashing when they heard the news, and gathered at the whistle. Safe under the wall! "Stride towards the doorway - in order to maintain physical strength, the limit of the armor sprint is only twenty or thirty steps, and if you go further, you can only walk, not run.

One of the brothers next to him was stabbed in the shoulder blade with a gun. Fortunately, the spearman on the opposite side was a novice, and he lacked courage, and the head of the gun was only about half an inch into the flesh, otherwise this arm would be useless. Rao was like this, and the small line of defense took a few steps back, and it was about to be forced out of the door.

Zhang Hu and Fang Ge, who were standing side by side on the earthen ramparts, first noticed a commotion on the north wall, and then saw the faint wisps of smoke and dust in the distant sky, so they knew that Wu Dazhuang of Hexiguan had succeeded - according to the prior plan, after laying Baoning, Nanjin Pass as a barrier to defend the south should be preserved as intact as possible, and Hexiguan is in the east of the Jialing River, the importance is a little worse, too far, the sound cannot transmit information, and the fire is the signal of the general attack.

Fang Ge turned his face to look at Zhang Hu, and when he saw the latter nodding, he gave the order to attack.

The people who were in charge of filling the trenches were forced by the soldiers to carry sacks full of sand and run towards the moats. Zhang Hu's hundreds of soldiers carried swords and guns to pull out a line of skirmishers outside the range of the feather arrows on the wall, and more than a dozen armored horsemen were shuttling back and forth quickly, throwing away the sacks halfway and trying to escape, and were mercilessly slashed on the spot. The defenders at the head of the city also woke up from the initial panic, and took aim with their bows, raining arrows on the crowd.

The one who was hit by the arrow wailed and crawled back to his "own" line. said that it was "their own side", no one paid attention to them anymore, even if it was a relative, they could only watch them suffer on the side, and they had to carry a sack and plunge into the rain of arrows again.

These people were cannon fodder used to consume and block the official army, so Zhang Hu would not bother to build any chariots for them, let alone provide them with shield cover. On the contrary, in order to quickly approach the city walls, Fang Ge designated five or six passages three or four zhang wide each, and each group of civilians had to throw sacks into the designated places - those who threw themselves in the wrong place would still be cut down. The defenders on the wall soon found out, so the archers who had been scattered were gathered and concentrated their fire on these places. The casualty rate immediately increased, and less than sixty percent of the people were able to run back unscathed, and many were shot down by the edge of the trench, struggling to fall, and soon these people became part of the gradually increasing passageway as the sacks smashed down from behind......

At this moment, there was nothing to do with the people, Ning Along was holding on to the wall and looking at the Shura field under his feet in horror, many people were trying to identify their relatives. But it's too hard to recognize, the unkempt people all look similar, sometimes they see vaguely their relatives, and when they run closer, they suddenly become another stranger.

"Daddy! Dad! ”

Xiao Maomao, who was standing on the west side, suddenly leaned out half of his body out of the wall, and the heart-rending shout shook Ning Along's eardrums a little buzzing, and following his line of sight, a rickety old man who had just thrown down the sack turned around, and also looked at the city, seeing Xiao Maomao who was waving his hand desperately, the old man opened his mouth with a few missing teeth and smiled, and also gestured to raise his hand...... At this moment, a feathered arrow flew down and shot through his newly opened mouth, and the old man was nailed to the ground, struggling in vain with his hands and feet, and his body writhing violently.

"Daddy!" Xiao Maomao let out a ghostly howl, pounding the wall stacks desperately, and exchanged tears on his face, "Daddy! Daddy! The voice sounded bloodshot.

Suddenly, Xiao Maomao's shouting stopped abruptly, and a knife tip more than two inches long appeared on his chest. Blood, slowly pouring out from around the wound, soaked the tattered clothes, spread across the chest. Xiao Maomao opened his mouth wide, there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and the air held in his lungs finally broke through the barrier of blood in his throat, and a pop splashed out with the airflow, and the wall stacks in front of him were dyed red.

"Those who confuse the hearts of the army will be killed!" The chief shouted loudly, raised his leg and kicked Xiao Maomao's back waist to pull out the knife from him, rubbed the blood on the depraved corpse, and then ordered the soldiers next to him: "Cut off the head, put the corpse aside first, and smash it down when the thieves rush over!" ”

Xiao Maomao became the first person to die on the north wall today.

Ning Along knew that Xiao Maomao would never be the only one.

A lot of people will die today.

Ning Aaron wanted to live. Ning Along wanted to see his younger brother even more, and it was best to let Ah Hu live—even if he died.

As long as Ah Hu can live.

Mo saw that Ah Hu was only twelve years old, and he was already very sensible.

Ah Hu has two dimples on his face, and he looks good when he smiles.

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