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- Chapter 517: Black armor changes into white robe
The shirtless Zhe Labie, with a machete in his mouth, rushed forward with his soldiers carrying a ladder. His soldiers were also furious, knowing that they would die no matter what, so it was better to fight. Several wolf-riding soldiers held up their shields and ran beside Zhelibie, ready to block the general's arrows at any time.
Like the soldiers, Zhelibie cannot adapt to this fighting method that relies on his legs to charge. But now he had no other choice but to stride forward, his riding boots making a clicking sound as he stepped on the charred remains of corpses. The burnt smell rushes into the nose and cannot come out, making people want to vomit. Some people even slipped on the slimy corpse, trampling off a layer of skin on the corpse to reveal pale flesh.
The place burned by the fire was scorched black, and among the corpses on the ground were many people hugging each other, curled up, like a newborn baby.
Seeing the Meng Yuan people launch their second offensive, Xiahou Baichuan struck the stone wall with his horizontal sword: "Cheer up, now what we compete with the Meng Yuan barbarians is courage. The barbarians dismount and fight on foot. How can we still lose to them?" They? Our Sui soldiers have never lost in an infantry battle since our first battle more than a hundred years ago. If we don't show the prestige of the Han people in this battle, how will you return home in the future? Father, tell me!"
"Kill all the barbarians!"
I don¡¯t know who roared, which immediately resonated with the soldiers: "Kill all the barbarians! Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
The shouts echoed in the canyon again, startling the forest birds that flew down to rest.
The ballistae roared again, and more than a dozen heavy crossbows rushed out like divine punishment descended by Thunder God, and then the feather arrows fell all over the sky. Most of Zhe's three thousand-man teams had been lost, and the remaining more than a thousand people squeezed all the courage out of their bodies, shouting and cheering to cheer themselves up.
There is actually no strategy in this kind of fighting, only real hand-to-hand combat.
After losing more than 200 people, Meng Yuan Langqi rushed under the stone wall again. They awkwardly raised the ladder upwards, and their unfamiliarity in coordination led to a slowdown in speed. The ladder was too high. To erect it, the soldiers needed to pass each other and cooperate. Unfortunately, those wolf cavalry who had just found the trick had all died in the last attack. Those who are not dead have no choice but to gain experience at the cost of their lives.
The death of more than a thousand people previously caused the second wave of offensive to slow down a bit. Bodies piled up on the road. They almost stepped on a comrade with every step. When the corpses piled higher under the city wall, the wolf cavalry stepped forward one step at a time, not knowing whose eyeballs and whose hearts they crushed under their feet.
Zhelibie led the team himself. When he saw the nail racket being lowered again, he immediately roared loudly and asked the soldiers to cut the rope. With their previous experience, these wolf cavalry also knew that if they did not want to die under the nail pat, they had to cut off the rope to prevent the Han people from pulling up the nail pat again.
The two wolf cavalry jumped up desperately and grabbed the nail pats, gradually slowing down their ascent. The people behind them rushed up and slashed with their knives to cut the rope. The heavy nail pats fell down, hitting the two wolf cavalry below. The nail is embedded in the body and cannot be pulled out even if he wants to.
"Throw boiling water and boiling oil!"
Xiahou Baichuan pointed down and shouted. The soldiers behind immediately used wooden buckets to get water from the iron pot that had been burning. The boiling water was poured down bucket after bucket. The wolf cavalry below immediately burst into ghostly cries and howls. There is never any mercy in war, but only racking your brains to kill as many enemies as possible. No one doubts that the main theme of war is dead people. As for sadness and joy, they are all emotions that occur after dead people.
The scalding water was poured down, covering a Wolf Cavalry from head to toe. The scalded soldier screamed, covered his eyes with his hands and rolled crazily on the ground.
After the water washes down, it dilutes the blood on the ground so it looks more eye-catching.
In order to prevent too many things from accumulating under the stone wall, the Black Flag Army's defense gave up rolling logs and stones from the beginning. Because they know that this is not a war that can be solved in one day. Over time, the accumulation of stones too high is not a good thing for defense.
In addition to rolling logs and stones, other methods have been used.
The nail racket was damaged a lot, and more and more Wolf Cavalry gradually accumulated under the stone wall. Even if they were sparse, there were still ladders erected on the stone wall.
A centurion was the first to climb up with a scimitar in his mouth. At least ten wolf cavalry struggled to hold the ladder down in order to prevent it from being overturned.
The centurion moved very nimbly and quickly climbed halfway up the ladder. He looked up and saw a Han soldier pouring a bucket of boiling oil down. He was so frightened.With a cry, the knife in his mouth fell and was inserted into a corpse.
This time it was oil, not water, that was poured down, and it made a sizzling sound on the centurion and the man holding the ladder below. The centurion who landed on the ground slapped his face frantically, trying to drive away the hot feeling from his face. He didn't notice it at all. Every time he slapped it on his face, a layer of flesh would stick to his palm.
He wanted to rub his eyes and look at the world again, but his eyelids fell down as soon as he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.
Not only him, but also the several wolf cavalry holding the ladder. Although they may not die for a while, the pain is not something that people can bear.
Zhe Laibei handed the ladder to the soldiers beside him, quickly walked over and stabbed the wolf riders to death with a few swords. He couldn't let himself watch the wolf knights howl, so he could only help them end their lives as soon as possible.
The unsupported ladder was overturned by the Black Flag Army soldiers, and when it fell down, it killed two wolf cavalrymen.
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"Stay away Tie'er!"
When Kuoketai Menglie saw that Zhelibie had already reached the stone wall, but was blocked by the endless defensive methods of the Han people, he loudly ordered: "Bring your warriors up to help Zhelibie, and use feather arrows to suppress the people on the wall. Han Chinese!¡±
Kuiebie Tie'er agreed loudly, led his thousand-man team forward, and then used wolf fang arrows for Zhelibie to suppress the defenders. Seeing the arrow formation of the Wolf Riders approaching, the heavy crossbow adjusted and started firing towards them. Each huge crossbow arrow can kill several wolf cavalry, but the precise shooting skills of the wolf cavalry also caused heavy losses to the Black Flag Army soldiers.
A Black Flag Army soldier had just revealed his body and wanted to pour down the boiling oil in the barrel. A wolf-fang arrow pierced his eye socket with a pop, and his body shook, along with the barrel filled with boiling oil. fell down.
With the help of the arrow array, Zheli's pressure suddenly eased. He asked someone to hold the ladder in place and climbed up with a scimitar between his teeth. A Black Flag Army archer leaned out and shot an arrow at him. The battle-hardened Zhelibie saw him and rolled under the ladder. The arrow flew over and knocked over a wolf cavalryman behind him. . When the Black Flag Army archer was about to shoot a second arrow, he was stabbed in the throat by a wolf tooth arrow, and blood immediately spurted out like a waterfall.
Zhe Lai was climbing up under the ladder. When he was about to reach the stone wall, he suddenly turned over. With two strong kicks, he jumped up and landed on the stone wall. He chopped down the archers of the Black Flag Army beside him with one knife. Another knife cut off the arm that was still holding the bow.
He kills with red eyes and chops like crazy.
A Black Flag Army soldier came up with a knife. Zheli didn't dodge and then slashed the Black Flag Army soldier's shoulder with his knife. With great force, the scimitar was deeply embedded in the Black Flag Army soldier's flesh and stuck in the bone. On the sword, Zhe Li pulled hard, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the bones was so clear, but the Black Flag Army soldier raised his hand and held the scimitar tightly, holding it down.
"kill him!"
The hacked Black Flag Army soldier shouted hoarsely.
The archer not far away pulled out an arrow from the quiver and stabbed Zhe Labie in the heart. Zhe Labie ducked down, and the feather arrow pierced his shoulder hard. Zhe Labie kicked down the Black Flag Army soldier holding his scimitar, and swung his arm horizontally to knock over the archer who stabbed him.
As soon as he pulled out the scimitar, he saw a horizontal knife slashing towards his head. Zhe Labie quickly dodged, only to find that the knife turned faster, leaving a horizontal slash on his chest. There were deep marks and blood gushed out from the mouth, soon covering almost his upper body.
At this time, two or three of Zheli's other soldiers also climbed up, waving scimitars to save Zheli's family. The Han general who injured Zheli's family was very brave, and cut Zheli's family with three or two swords. The soldier chopped down, and then swung his sword straight towards Zheli and said goodbye. Zhe Laibei used his machete to block the Han general's knife. The two of them pressed forward fiercely and tried to push each other away.
The knife and the knife were placed together, and the two people's arms were touching their arms.
"I am going to kill you!"
Zheshan Bie roared, stepped out of the way, and then slashed the Han general's back with a knife. The man pressed his body forward to avoid the knife, and hit Zheshan Bie's abdomen with his elbow backwards. The blow was so fierce that Zheli's body immediately stooped down. Seeing the opportunity, the man turned around and kicked Zhe Libi's door. This kick directly crushed Zhe Libi's nose, and blood spurted out from Zhe Libi's mouth and nose at the same time.
"You two-legged sheep"
Zhe Laibie spat a mouthful of blood. He wanted to fight again but had lost the opportunity. The man slashed his right arm with a knife, and the arm holding the scimitar immediately flew into the air.
"A two-legged sheep?"
The Han general stabbed Zhe Libie in the heart with another knife, twisting the knife back and forth a few times: "Remember, Xiahou Baichuan is the one who will kill you!"
The knife was twisting in Zhe's heart, and Zhe's face was particularly ferocious. He looked at the red-eyed enemy in front of him, and suddenly his tense strength relaxed, and his body fell softly. Go down.
Xiahou Baichuan bent down and grabbed Zhe Libi's hair and belt, lifted him up, and then threw him under the stone wall.
The corpse was dripping with blood in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Xiahou Baichuan just wiped the sweat from his forehead when he didn't notice that a wolf cavalry who had just climbed up slashed his thigh with a knife. His body immediately shook and almost fell down. At this moment, a long spear came from the diagonal stab and pierced the wolf cavalry's throat with a pop. Chang Yan picked up the hanging corpse and threw it violently, knocking over several of the wolf cavalry below.
"General Xiahou, please go down and rest. Chen Dingnan will replace you!"
Xiahou Baichuan looked back and saw that Fang Jie's general Chen Dingnan was coming up with his reserve team.
"I can still do it!"
Xiahou Baichuan tore off a piece of clothing and covered the wound: "It's not time to rest yet!"
Chen Dingnan grabbed his clothes and helped him up, and then ordered without looking back: "Please ask General Xiahou to go down and treat the injury. Now it is our Chen family's turn to kill the enemy!"
Xiahou Baichuan was helped walking down. Only then did he realize that the uniforms of the reserve team coming up were different from those of ordinary soldiers. This is a team of about 200 people, each of whom is holding a long spear in his hand. These 200 people are not wearing armor and are all wearing white robes. On the gray-black battlefield, those two hundred white-robed men looked so dazzling.
"The formation!"
Chen Dingnan swung Chang Shan forward and swept away the head of a wolf rider: "Let these barbarians see how the Chen family killed people!"
The soldiers in black armor were replaced, and two hundred white robes formed a human wall in the rain of blood! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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