Chapter 639: The Marshal of a Country

The number of soldiers and horses under the city increased dramatically day by day, and the haze in the hearts of the soldiers in the city was more than one day a day, and on the sixth day, the clouds and black clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it!

The city and the city are all black and oppressive.

Jiang Ziya appeared in front of the army, and the hearts of the soldiers from Han Rong, the chief soldier, to the soldiers defending the city, were tight!

"It's time to start!"

Yes, it's time to get started.

Jiang Ziya looked up at the sky, the clouds were as heavy as mountains, the northwest wind, and the sky was in me, "Siege!"

The order flag is waved, the army is pressed into layers, not fast, but orderly, the foot soldier holds a shield in his left hand, a knife in his right hand, and the middle is a city crash car, which is very simple, a giant log, four wheels, more than two hundred city crash cars in two and two rows, it is magnificent.

In this era, there are no siege weapons such as ladder catapults, and siege is mainly about breaking doors!

"Hi...... Hi...... Hi...... Hi ......"

The strong man pushing the crashing car shouted a neat trumpet, giving people a kind of power that is infinitely powerful and unbreakable.

The war drums beat at the head of the city, and all the generals held their positions and held their breath.

"Put!"

With an order, 10,000 arrows were fired at once, but because of the wind direction, the power of the arrows was greatly reduced!

"Put!"

"Put!"

Wave after wave of arrows rained down on the city, and the sergeants who came within the range of the arrows continued to be hit by arrows and fall even with their shields on their heads.

The closer they got to the wall, the more people fell, and the arrows were fired wildly as if they were not worth money, and human lives were thrown on the battlefield as if they were worthless.

Finally, the crash car is under the city!

"Bump!"

"Smash!"

Crash into the city car, some crashed into the city gates, some crashed into the city walls!

The stones in the city, some smashed on the car, some smashed on the head, the brain burst, and the people behind pushed the corpse away, roared angrily, and continued to hit!

"Hi...... Hi...... Hi...... Hi ......"

The trumpet has not been broken, the rhythm has not been chaotic, one person has fallen, one person has made up, the left and right shields protect the shirtless warriors, protect the crashing car, the person holding the shield was killed by arrows, stoned, and the person who hit the city roared angrily and continued to hit!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The city is trembling, the city gate is groaning, the arrows at the head of the city have never stopped, the stones at the head of the city have never broken, the people under the city are constantly dying, but the people besieging the city are still boundless, as if it is not 200,000, but 2 million, the cloud pressure is very low, and the people at the head of the city have a sense of being lonely and difficult to support, and the wind and rain are shaking!

Negative and pessimistic emotions filled everyone's hearts.

Han Rong's face was extremely ugly, and he had a bad premonition, maybe he couldn't wait for the 40,000 troops of the imperial court.

"Phew!"

Han Rong spat in a row, turned his head and roared angrily: "Han Shenghan changed two little rabbit cubs to Lao Tzu!"

The brothers pulled away.

"Father!"

"Father?"

"Haven't you been bragging to Lao Tzu about what kind of big killer you have made?

The brothers shook their heads in unison.

Han Rong glared, "What do you mean?"

The eldest brother Han Sheng said: "You can't do it here!"

The second child nodded.

"What do you mean?"

Han Bian licked his lips and said, "You have to charge!"

"That is, useless?"

"Why don't we kill them?" the two brothers were eager to try.

"Go, go, go......" Han Rong waved his hand irritably, and killed it? Is it a decoration to be the 200,000 army outside the city? He didn't want to shed a tear for these two sons!

"Phew, Bah, Bah!"

Why does he keep thinking about such bad things today?

Han Rong hurriedly turned his attention to the battlefield.

Scolding and scolding.

Jiang Ziya's back did not move at all, and the army behind him was silent.

It seems that there are two battlefields in front of and behind him.

Jiang Ziya's eyes were calm, without joy or sorrow.

He sat on a horse, fearless in front of him, and fearless behind him.

There is only one belief in the three armies, break the city!

The commander of a country can determine the soldiers of a country.

Zhang Guifang can't do it, and Han Rong can't do it.

Zhang Guifang is not Lao Jiang's opponent, Han Rong is not Lao Jiang's opponent, if there is no Xiongguan Gucheng, Han Rong will lose and even have his pants left, if he has pants!