From the moment the war began, human lives were no longer precious in the eyes of the commanders on both sides, and they were all reduced to numbers that could be sacrificed for strategic goals at any time.

At this time, on the battlefield of Yuyang City, whether it was the tens of thousands of troops of the grassland tribe or the defenders of Dayu, they were all just victims prepared for this siege battle.

After the steppe tribe sounded the horn of the attack, the soldiers of the steppe tribe brandished their long knives and charged in the heavy rain.

Even though the rain on their faces and bodies made them feel cold, they still had to thank the heavy rain.

It was precisely because of this heavy rain that they were able to charge towards Yuyang County with impunity without worrying about being shot by the arrows of the defenders at the head of the city.

As they ran, they felt like a flame burning in their chests, and the cold wind and rain could not extinguish the fire, but only made them feel more excited.

All they could see now was the ladders and siege engines beneath the city and the high city.

As long as they can climb the top of the city and fight their way into the city, then they will be free to plunder for the rest of their lives.

The thought of being able to snatch food to fill their stomachs for their children, to grab beautiful treasures and fine silk to decorate their mothers-in-law, and perhaps even to take a few slaves back to graze for themselves, these steppe soldiers immediately felt their blood boiling.

And at this moment, the three thousand defenders on the city wall are also as enthusiastic as the soldiers of these steppe tribes.

In the low sound of drums, they thought of their parents, wives and children, of the green wheat in their fields, of the simple and kind villagers, and then of the grassland soldiers in the city who were like wolves holding long knives and howling, and their faces could not help but become hideous.

As the first steppe tribes arrived at the city, dozens of ladders were successfully erected on the city walls, and the heavy siege engines were finally pushed to the city gates.

The soldiers defending the city at the head of the city immediately rushed in the direction of the ladder with their spears.

Since the ladders are driven by huge wooden carts underneath them, they form a stable triangle with the walls as long as they are successfully placed on top of the walls.

It was almost impossible to push them off the walls.

In the past, if you poured the oil down the ladder and lit the oil fire, the ladder would soon be completely burned.

But tonight it didn't work at all.

However, as long as the soldiers of the steppe tribe are well defended, it is difficult for them to climb up, and this is actually due to this heavy rain.

Because in the past, when the steppe tribes attacked the city, they would have a large number of archers under the city to suppress the defenders at the head of the city.

Under the suppression of these archers, the soldiers who ascended the city could successfully reach the top of the city if they seized the opportunity.

But tonight's heavy rain made it impossible for the steppe tribes to suppress the defenders at the head of the city, and the difficulty of reaching the city increased exponentially.

It can be said that this heavy rain has nullified all the offensive and defensive means of both sides for a long time in the past.

Both sides are now fighting in a completely uncontrollable situation.

When the defenders at the head of the city noticed that the soldiers of the steppe tribe were starting to climb up the ladder, some of the defenders began to move the rolling wood and stones of the defending city to the battlements.

Although the water cannot be burned directly without the oil and the ladder cannot be burned directly, the rolling wood and gravel will not be affected by the rain.

It's just that these rolling logs and rocks are difficult to smash the ladder, and can only send the soldiers of the grassland tribe back to the ground, or directly back to the underworld.

Just as a young soldier was about to push a log down the ladder, a slightly older soldier next to him stopped him.

"Don't worry, there are only a few people on this ladder now, it's not fun to smash it, and it's fun to smash it when there are more of them."

When the young soldier heard this, he couldn't help but give the veteran a thumbs up.

In fact, the reason why this veteran asked the young soldiers not to throw the rolling wood stones so early was not only because he wanted to kill a few more grassland soldiers, but also because there were so many rolling wood stones prepared in the city, so he had to save some use.

The soldiers of the steppe tribe below the city were braving the heavy rain to climb towards the city, and soon there were many soldiers climbing up the long ladder.

The soldiers of these steppe tribes seem to be climbing up in a haphazard manner, but a closer look reveals that they are not unruly.

In fact, when these soldiers climbed, they were basically on both sides of the ladder, and there were few people in the middle, and the number of soldiers on both sides of the ladder was basically the same.

In fact, this is also a rule that the steppe tribes have learned from the previous sieges and made deliberate regulations.

Generally speaking, the rolling wood and stones that defend the city can be said to be the most lethal to the soldiers who climb the ladder.

Rolling logs, in particular, will continue to roll down with the ladder after being thrown down from the top of the city, and most of the soldiers it encounters will be knocked down by him, or severely injured by the huge inertia.

And because it was so fast and bulky, few soldiers survived.

But later, some soldiers who landed in the city found that as long as people leaned on both sides of the ladder, once they found that there were rolling logs and stones falling, they immediately turned over and grabbed the side beams of the ladder, so that their bodies were suspended in the air, and they could open more deadly rolling logs.

Although this method is dangerous, it is much better than falling to the ground after being hit by rolling logs.

So the steppe tribes soon experimented with this method, and came to the conclusion that this method could indeed reduce the casualties of the soldiers who climbed the city, so this method was quickly promoted among the steppe tribes.

Seeing more and more soldiers on the ladder, they were getting closer and closer to the city.

"Put!" As someone shouted at the head of the city, a large number of rolling logs and stones were pushed down by the soldiers at the head of the city.

The steppe soldiers on the ladder felt the ladder suddenly shake, and they immediately grabbed the main beam on the side of the ladder with both hands and then turned out of the ladder without hesitation.

As they held onto the main beam of the ladder and hung it in the air, huge logs rolled down from top to bottom with a whistling sound.

The howling wind was interspersed with screams of despair from time to time.

These sounds were made by those who didn't have time to dodge or grasp the main beam of the ladder.

With screams, their lives finally came to an end.

However, although the falling of the rolling wood and stone caused the ladder to shake for a while, most of the steppe tribe soldiers succeeded in eliminating the threat of death.

After seeing the rolling wood and rocks fall, they immediately turned over and returned to the top of the ladder and continued to climb upwards in a hurry.

As long as they can go up to the city wall and stabilize the situation for their companions, then the soldiers of the steppe tribe will continue to kill the city.

And the soldiers defending the city at the head of the city couldn't help but feel a little worried when they saw that their rolling wood and stones played a little role.

But the soldiers of the steppe tribe did not give them the slightest opportunity to think, and a large number of steppe soldiers buried their heads and slammed towards the city.

All of a sudden, the steppe soldiers at the front were only three or four meters away from the city.

Seeing this, the soldiers at the head of the city again lifted the rolling wood and stones and threw them towards the ladder.

But the cunning steppe soldiers, after testing the way to dodge the rolling wood, immediately made evasive moves again.

This time, there were a little fewer steppe soldiers flying with the rolling logs than before.

The soldiers at the head of the city couldn't help but be terrified when they saw this, if they didn't want to find some way to deal with these soldiers who landed in the city, the head of Yuyang County would soon be attacked by the people of the grassland tribe.

Life and death are only in a moment, and everyone is anxious.

At this moment, a young soldier suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way.

I saw him lift a jar at the head of the city, then slap open the mud seal, and walk quickly to a ladder.

"Boy, it's raining so hard now, even if you burn it with fire oil, it will be quickly extinguished by the rain."

The soldier beside him shouted at the young soldier.

But the young soldier was unmoved, and he continued to go his own way, and poured the oil up the ladder.

After the jar of oil was poured, he picked up the jar again and continued to pour it towards the ladder.

It's just that he doesn't pour the oil quickly, as if he deliberately wanted to maintain this speed.

It didn't take long for the soldiers to understand what he meant.

Because someone found that when he threw down the rolling wood and stones after pouring the oil, the number of grassland tribe soldiers who fell down was several times more than just now.

There were only a few people left on the ladder that was originally densely packed with people, and these people were still relatively low.

At this time, everyone realized that the young man did not want to set fire to these ladders, but wanted to use the slippery properties of the oil to make the steppe soldiers who were dodging the rolling wood and stones unable to grasp the main beam of the ladder and fall down.

"Let's quickly pour fire oil on the two main beams of the ladder, and then throw the rolling wood and stones."

After confirming that his method worked, the young defender shouted from the top of the city.

The soldiers defending the city understood the young man's thoughts and followed suit.

All of a sudden, a large amount of oil was poured down the city, and it slid down the sloping ladder to the bottom.

Touching the slippery oil in one hand, the grassland tribe soldiers who climbed the ladder couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

However, the military order is like a mountain, and even if you encounter great difficulties, you can only go head-on.

So the soldiers of the steppe tribe lifted their spirits again, climbed the ladder again, and climbed hard towards the city above.

The 3,000 soldiers who guarded the city excitedly talked about rolling wood and stones and threw them on the crowded ladder.

For a while, screams and cries continued one after another, and a large number of steppe soldiers fell from the ladder.

Most of these people who fell died directly after landing because of the high height, but there were still a few lucky ones who survived because of their low position.

But even this could not stop the steppe tribes below from continuing to climb.

Although these rough men of the grassland did not know what it meant to kill themselves, they knew that if they did not seize the time to attack at this time, once the rain stopped, they would face an even more dangerous situation.

And there is always no shortage of smart people in this world, and soon the soldiers of the steppe tribe thought of a way to deal with the fire oil.

I saw that a guy in the grassland tribe who was climbing the ladder suddenly took off his sheepskin jacket, and then wrapped it around the main beam of the ladder and wiped it back and forth.

Soon, most of the oil on the main beam of the ladder was wiped off by the sheepskin jacket.

The other steppe tribesmen immediately followed suit, and they all said that they would take off their clothes and wipe the oil from the ladder.

In this way, when the rolling wood and stones were thrown on the city again, the number of steppe soldiers falling was significantly reduced.

After seeing that the other party had wiped all the fire oil away, the city defenders poured down the fire oil again.

And the steppe soldiers continued to wipe.

The two sides really responded to the old saying: you have your Zhang Liangji, and I have my ladder over the wall.

However, as time passed, the soldiers of the steppe tribe were getting closer and closer to the city, and the rolling wood and stones and fire oil in the hands of the soldiers defending the city had almost been consumed.

The ladders on the ground were surrounded by soldiers who had fallen from the ladders, most of whom had been killed by the falls, but some of them were still moaning.

However, no one came to the rescue, because someone would fall from the ladder at any time, and it was very likely that the soldiers who fell from the sky would be stoned to death if they rushed to help.

In addition, now that the battle is fierce, everyone is busy attacking the city, and they really don't have the time and energy to take care of these wounded soldiers.

A large number of corpses were piled up on the ground several meters high, even taller than the cart at the bottom of the ladder.

After another moment, at last a soldier of the steppe tribe climbed the battlement of the city with both hands, and the soldier defending the city did not hesitate to pick up his spear and stab at the man.

With a "poof", the spear stabbed diagonally into his chest from his back.

Before the soldiers defending the city could draw their spears, the steppe soldier who was stabbed fell from the ladder before he could scream in pain.

His companions below him immediately filled his place and continued to crawl towards the city.

Just as the soldier who had lost his spear was at a loss, another soldier beside him pushed him away, then grabbed his spear and stabbed at the soldier of the steppe tribe.

Soon, a large number of soldiers began to pick up their spears and began to stab at the ladder defense line continuously.

The stabbed steppe soldiers kept falling from the ladder, but the other steppe soldiers on the ladder had no fear.

On the contrary, they were more excited and excited.

Because they have realized that they have run out of logs and gravel at the head of the city, they no longer face the dangers they cannot guard against.

As long as they can dodge the spears that pierce them, they can reach the top of the city.

Once they have someone on the top of the city, they will snowball and outnumber, and their advantage will grow.

They had sacrificed so many of their companions, and now that victory was at hand, how could they not be agitated and excited.

All of a sudden, the steppe tribes on the ladder roared and climbed towards the city wall.

Soon the soldiers of the steppe tribe managed to climb the city wall, although by this time he had several spears stuck in his body.

But he was unmoved, and saw him sweep around with his long knife in his hand, trying to defend the place he occupied.

And immediately a new figure appeared behind him.