Dongfang Jing asked: "Zhiran, what's the difference?"

Zhao Ran couldn't explain so much, but said: "It must be here, Wu Huawen is really adventurous, crossing the river here, he only has one night, as soon as the morning dawns, he will inevitably be detected by our army's sentry tower, just a two-foot-wide chain bridge, how many people can he come over? Presumably, the political struggle in the Western Xia Dynasty has overwhelmed him. ”

Dongfang Jing agreed: "Even if he crosses the river, it will be difficult to go back, from crossing the river to entering the Red Plains, and then safely withdrawing from this, he only has less than a day and a night, as long as there is a slight delay, he will definitely not be able to go back." Even without your information, he took too much risk, almost desperately, and used soldiers so dangerously, he is not a good general. ”

Zhao Ran said: "I just don't know if he personally led the army." ”

Dongfang Jing said: "Most of the time he personally led the army, to put it to the point, he must take the lead in every battle, for me when the Ming Dynasty was like this, in Tubo, and in Western Xia, so he won the hearts of his subordinates." ”

Zhao Ran said: "That's right, don't think about going back this time." ”

In order to ensure that Wu Huawen's whole army crossed the river, the Ming army, as always, did not pay special attention to the Derge Valley, nor did it slacken, patrolling when it was time to patrol, everything was as usual, but two monks were hidden here, and the progress of the other party was monitored throughout the whole process.

Late at night the next day, Zhao Ran received a flying talisman from Dongfang Jing: "Wu Huawen has crossed the river, and the whole army has 800 foot soldiers, which is the elite of the foot soldiers under his command, and there are no less than ten Buddhist monks." ”

A two-foot-wide chain bridge can force 800 foot soldiers to cross in one night, which is already the limit, and those Buddhist monks must have made a great effort in it.

Zhao Ran hurriedly informed Pei Zhongze, transferred all the Red Plains militia that had already infiltrated the city and stationed under the city wall, distributed military armor and weapons overnight, and placed weapons to defend the city.

After the arrangements were made, Zhao Ran handed over the responsibility of city defense to Pei Zhongze and Yuan Hao, and he left Hongyuan City.

As he left, the gates behind him slammed shut.

When the sky was dark, the people in Hongyuan City found that the four gates were closed, and the inspection of the square hall of the White Horse Courtyard was patrolling everywhere, requiring all the people to return to their homes immediately and not to go out without special reasons.

After the streets and alleys were cleared, the Taoist priests of the White Horse Courtyard went out together and sounded gongs along the streets to inform all households of the news of the Western Xia invasion. And he recruited men and strong women from every household according to their household registers, and they got a thousand. Men went to the city to help transport supplies and carry the wounded, while women helped to cook and treat the wounded.

In less than half an hour, the Western Xia soldiers were found outside the south gate, and 800 foot soldiers came in groups, first more than ten monks and more than 20 cavalry generals.

Among the cavalry generals, it was Wu Huawen, the commander of the left wing of the White Horse Qiang Town Supervision Division.

At the urging of Wu Huawen, the brigade came to the south gate, there was no flag guard of honor, no queue calling, no "coming to the general name", the hour was urgent, and it was impossible to patiently besiege the city and camp.

A member of the Du Si said next to Wu Hua's tattoo: "Commander, the door is closed, and you can't rush in." ”

Wu Huawen said: "It's also common sense, it's not unexpected, hurry up and break the city." ”

The few monks gathered around him suddenly parted horizontally, and several horsemen turned their horses' heads and transferred the rear soldiers.

The four monks who were separated horizontally recited Buddhist mantras, and several rays of light rose in the sky, which was a shield of light for the protectors, which could intercept the Daomen's large-scale killing techniques. However, with a large-area lethal spell, the attack interception points are very scattered, and it cannot be used to break through, and this kind of mana light shield can be effectively intercepted.

Of course, when encountering magic weapons such as crossbows, the effect of light shields is not so obvious, and you need to rely on the magic weapons such as magic shields of individual soldiers to resist. For the army, the most feared thing is to suffer a wide range of spell attacks without protection, and as for the death of several or dozens of sergeants in battle, this is a normal battle loss.

After the shield was raised, a monk slapped a golden pestle from the storage artifact, which was as thick as a fist and about three zhang long. A team of foot guards put on heavy armor and carried golden pestles, and accelerated towards the city gate, which was ready to crash open.

Until now, there was no movement on the city walls.

Wu Huawen saw that the city wall was not high, only about two zhang, especially the three-foot city wall on the upper floor and the lower layer were clearly distinguished, with the color of new mud, so he ordered: "Climb the wall at the same time." ”

A young general dismounted, personally led fifty light armor soldiers to the city, two for the stool, one stepped on it, sent it upward, more than ten soldiers were sent to the high place of the city, Kankan stretched out his hand to hang the edge of the city wall, and climbed hard.

At the same time, the steppers who hit the door also arrived at the city gate with a golden pestle, only to hear a muffled sound, and the city gate shook slightly, falling a lot of dust.

The team shouted and shouted, took more than ten steps back, accelerated again, and slammed into the city gate with the golden pestle.

Pei Zhongze hid on the city wall and sighed softly to Luo Zhiqing: "The surname Wu didn't attack the city with all his might, only more than sixty came, there is no way, let's fight." ”

Luo Zhiqing licked his lips, nodded and got up, and a sword light with the width of the door panel slapped at the team of foot soldiers who rushed to the city gate.

Pei Zhongze also got up and waved his hand vigorously, and the bronze mortar of the fairy of the Toad Palace hit the leather drum, and in the sound of the drum, the Red Plains People's Regiment put on armor and held firm, let out a shout, and all entered the battle position.

Pei Zhongze quickly played the activation array talisman and activated all the armor magic weapons of the whole army.

The fairy of the toad palace looked at the confrontation between the two armies curiously, and then knocked three times in a row with a copper mortar, and according to the agreement, three drums sounded, and the arrows were about to be fired in a volley. So at the sound of the drums, dozens of arrows shot at the climbing Xixia Buzi.

Some of these arrows were separated by light shields on the wrists of the foot guards who climbed the city, some of them were inserted into the leather armor they wore, and some of the arrows with greater strength and accurate shooting angles were shot into the necks or arms of several foot soldiers, and five or six people were shot down at once, and the rest of them jumped up and climbed onto the top of the city, and the militia at the head of the city immediately became in a commotion.

Pei Zhongze was very helpless, the first wave of Bubazi landed in the city, there were only a dozen or so people in total, and they didn't use a ladder, they simply climbed half of it, which can only show one problem, the combat power of this group of militias is really poor!

Moreover, this rain of arrows was not shot well, it was inconsistent, and the coverage was not concentrated, which was completely different from the performance of the militia archers at the time of training. That's why I haven't experienced a battle formation, without him, nervous.

A dozen or so training officers kept shouting loudly, and asked the militia group guarding the city head to form a group of three or five people, with spears and short knives coordinated, and stepped forward to fight fiercely with the few foot soldiers who climbed the city.

Fortunately, Zhao Ran had the foresight to transfer the gang of bandits from Cointreau Mountain Bandit Village to the militia as the backbone in advance, otherwise the commotion at the head of the city at this moment would be enough to cause a larger scale of chaos.

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