I’m The King

When he came to Xintian City, Wang Chang was already a little numb, because now Xintian is no longer the small county town in his image, but a heavily guarded military fortress with a broad attack. On the surface, it was dug beyond recognition, and there were dense trenches and piles of rocky soil everywhere, and on those already narrow passages, there were antlers, antlers, and gleaming on the ground. Brightly sprinkled with iron brier.

The town of Xintian County was originally not high. The city wall less than six meters high has now been forcibly increased by nearly two meters with earth-clad sandbags. If the attack is done well, Wang Chang believes that he can take down Xintian, but The problem is that although the defenders in the city came hurriedly and did not have any long-range weapons, they rushed along all the way. Even the simplest siege weapon like the cloud ladder was not fully prepared, and Hu Yanchao's time requirements were so tight. How could he easily take this city.

Wang Chang only felt that his head was aching.

"Remove obstacles. Prepare to attack the city!" Wang Changqiang suppressed the anxiety in his heart and gave the order to attack. No matter how difficult it is, he must complete the task. Otherwise, the tens of thousands of Yanjun in Langya would be packed with dumplings.

Pushing down the earth barriers, flattening the trenches, pulling out the iron briers, rejecting horses, and antlers, the Yan army doing these tasks will inevitably encounter a strong counterattack from the city, but he must endure these casualties.

Looking at the Yan Jun who worked so hard to remove obstacles in the city, Lu Yuanchuan also sighed with great regret. It is a pity that he has not enough long-range weapons. Otherwise, at this distance, one round of coverage can be used to shoot The opponent paid a heavy price, and now. He could only counterattack slowly, and he did have an open crossbow, but each soldier only had dozens of crossbow arrows in his hands. This can be used on the blade, and can not be wasted in the present. The Yan army on the opposite side is indeed well-trained. When removing these obstacles, the east side and the west side are very scattered. When the arrows are very precious, it is too wasteful to use arms to deal with them. Up.

"Point kill. Aim, one arrow is going to kill one, first create a little atmosphere for them." Lu Yuanchuan said to the assembled crossbowmen with great archery skills.

A dozen crossbowmen almost stuck out their sandbags. By their side, two soldiers were holding shields and staring carefully at the opposite side. The city could shoot down to the head, and naturally there would be people below. They had to protect these shooters. .

An veteran squinted half his eyes and aimed at the Yan army under the city who was refusing to move a horse. The hand slightly buckled the motif, and the crossbow arrow shot out with a sound of morpho. The Yanjun fell to the ground as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. There was a burst of exclamation in the city, but there were bursts of cheers in the city.

A dozen crossbow arrows were fired almost at the same time afterwards, none of them missed, the arrows were terrible, and the Yan army under the city was instantly on their own. He hides his body.

This kind of point kill is compared with the overwhelming feathers and arrows. The momentum is far from as good, but it is about the psychological shock to the soldiers. But it is not inferior at all, because in this case, the opponent's soldier who shoots must be an excellent shooting skill. This kind of point kill is purposeless, purely to see which is that, once the opponent takes aim , That is almost a dead word. They are now unshielded and unobstructed, and the armor on their bodies, the dozen or so dead soldiers in front of them, have proved that their defense against the crossbow arrows in the city is pitifully low.

No one wants to be next.

This is the most common soldier psychology.

"Adjust a team of archers to cover and suppress!" Wang Chang stared at the head of the city, frowning. The opponent's reaction was obviously due to the lack of long-range weapons. The opponent was not afraid of self-defeating weaknesses, but it made him feel more uneasy. Is there any fear?

"General, the range of our bow and arrow is not as good as that of the opponent's crossbow." A general next to him whispered.

"Then move forward, and then deploy a team of shielders to protect the archers." Wang Chang said sharply: "Do you want me to teach you?"

The general blushed, really a little confused, bowed his head and stepped back to make arrangements.

Hundreds of archers slowly walked out of the trenches and stone ramparts under the cover of more shields, crossed these dense traps, and began to line up more than a hundred steps below the city. This situation made the city go up. Lu Yuanchuan sighed again. If there were a few crossbows shooting at these gaps, it would be a bunch of crossbows, but now, he can only watch.

More than a hundred archers began to release arrows, trying to suppress the city, but their opponents were just a dozen crossbowmen with excellent archery skills. When they started shooting under the city, they had already turned to another direction. There was still a cold spear with no arrow, still the same as before, almost one arrow at a time, when there was almost no empty space, and when the more than one hundred archers were shooting arrows, looking up at the top of the city, they could not see an enemy at all. When shooting with such a vague aim, wherever possible, countless arrows fell on the head of the city or stuck in a sandbag. The enemy in the city quickly took away all the arrows. Up.

Such a scene made Wang Chang feel dull. This **** arrow is to send weapons to the enemy, but he can’t keep doing this because the soldiers who are removing obstacles need this kind of attack to give them Brings a sense of security, even if it is only theoretical.

The removal of obstacles is continuing in the midst of continuous casualties. In the rear camp, the engineers are desperately rushing to build a stack of ladders, siege vehicles and other weapons. Wang Chang estimated that he would have to wait until it gets dark. He could launch the first close-to-city attack. Looking at the firewood piled under the city, even the fool knew what it was for?

The only thing he can do is to prepare more sand and use it to pounce on the fire, but under the raging oil, the effect is only limited. As Hu Yanchao’s deputy, Wang Chang’s defense of the city is naturally He is also very proficient. Lu Yuan has a lot of layouts. He only needs to look at it to know what it is.

But knowing it is one thing, and wanting to destroy him is another matter. Whether it is past or present, breaking the city is generally based on the lives of soldiers.

"Beat the drum, siege the city!" After suppressing many distracting thoughts in his heart, Wang Chang gave a loud order.

Hearing the thunderous drums coming from under the city, Lu Yuanchuan jumped up from where he was lying. Similarly, the soldiers sitting or lying behind the city wall all stood up one by one and rushed to the edge of the city wall. Staring not far away, lifting the ladder. Pushing a simple siege truck, the Yan army swarmed.

"Prepare to fight, conquer the Eastern Army!" Lu Yuanchuan shouted, raising his arms.

"Wan Sheng!" Although there were only more than a thousand soldiers, the shouts that erupted were enough to change the colors of mountains and rivers.

Yuyang, Comte's marching army, suddenly burst into rushing hooves of horseshoes, amid the hissing of the messengers. Suddenly, it stopped. All the troops were stationed on the spot, waiting for the next military order. Most of the generals were puzzled. The previous order was as eager as a spark, requiring all the troops to accelerate, but it was not five after they left. Heaven, but was asked to stop again, but that's okay, the troops were actually exhausted. It is also a good thing to have such a precious time for the soldiers to fix up.

The generals at the grassroots level were relieved, and Comte was in the big tent. Conde and his generals were frowning. The room leaked in the night rain, and the boat was caught in the wind again. Looking at the spy of Yan Lingwei in front of him, Conde didn’t know what to say. , Ye Zhen led his army closely behind him, while in the front, Zhao Jun Zhou Changshou stopped his way and took advantage of the fire. What should I do?

"Are you sure?" Comte looked at the spy in front of him, his identity. The waist cards were verified one by one, but Comte still couldn't believe that Zhou Changshou would ambush himself at this time. You know, the relationship between the Zhengdong Army and the State of Zhao is really in force now.

"General Kong, it’s true. I only found a chance to slip out after Zhou Changshou’s army attacked. Actually, the general knows at first sight whether it’s true or not. It’s not far from the location of Zhou Changshou’s ambush. The general only needs to send out. You can find out the truth by exploring the horse."

Kong De leaned back heavily, "Zhou Changshou is trying to seize Yuyang. If he is acting in collusion with Ye Zhen, this time our army is in danger."

"The coincidence of Zhou Changshou's appearance fully shows that the other party is already hooked up. General, we can't move forward anymore. It's better to return to Yuyang County City and stick to the city, regardless of Zhao Jun or Ye Zhen. If you want to take down Yuyang County City, that's no idea." One of the generals roared.

"To put it lightly, now that our army retreats, Zhou Changshou will give up, but Ye Zhen behind him would not have thought of this. He must have already sent someone to get stuck on the road to our retreat to Yuyang County. , We really can't advance or retreat." Comte shook his head.

"Then we just watched Zhao Jun's ambush, are we going forward?"

"Of course not. The reason why the ambush is an ambush is based on what we don't know. Now that we know Zhou Changshou's arrangement, how can he ambush us?

"It's better to lay out the cart and tell Zhou Changshou, we already know that he is here, he doesn't want to take advantage, with Zhou Changshou's temperament, he will inevitably withdraw his troops." Another general suggested.

"This statement is reasonable." Comte nodded, suddenly remembering something, his face suddenly changed: "Not good."

"What's the matter, general?" the generals asked in surprise.

"We learned about Zhou Changshou's attack. If Ye Zhen knew about it, what would he do?" Comte looked at the crowd and said one word at a time: "If I were him, I would immediately send troops to the city and break Zhou. On the back road of longevity, Zhou Changshou was unable to seek to capture Yuyang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but lost the whole city and other five cities. In order to make business with Zhao, he would inevitably attack us recklessly in order to annihilate us. , Regaining Yuyang, will lose the merits and crimes."

"Then why didn't he withdraw his troops and go back, seeking to retake the whole city?"

"Zhou Changshou has only 20,000 soldiers and horses. Would you let him attack a city guarded by almost the same manpower? I am not discouraged. The standing army of the Zhao Kingdom is stronger than ours. Instead of going to a hard fight against the city guarded by the Zhengdong Army He might as well fight with us. If he defeats us and wins Yuyang, even if Ye Zhen takes the whole city, what can he do, he is still alone, and eventually he has to withdraw.” Comte explained. .

"General!" The tent was lifted, and a star-serving officer strode in. "Ye Zhen of the Eastern Army sent a messenger to send a letter to the general."

After receiving the letter from the officer, Kong De only glanced at him, his face was already pale, "Brothers fought against the wall and resisted his insults. I heard that Zhao Jun quasi ambushed Brother Kong. I have led the army and captured the city. Together, we will first destroy the Zhao Jun who invaded my Dayan. As for the old account between the brothers, we can count on it in the next day."

Comte stood up, the paper in his hand fell to the ground, his face was bitter, and he ordered: "Get ready to fight! Make a **** road." (to be continued)