Spring and Autumn I Am King

Outside Chengxiang, the **** commander has been lost, and the casualties are more than 20%. They walked as they shot, splitting into two wings to the left and right, while on the side of the chariot, drummers began to beat the drums.

At first, the drums were silent because of the commotion inside and outside the township.

Gradually, the dull drum beat of "dong, dong, dong" clearly spread to the ears of all the people in the city.

Zhao Wuxi had already felt the change on the opposite side, and his heart sank at this time: "Drumming? This is the opponent's general attack!"

The frequency of the drum sound was not fast, but it coincided with the rhythm of the heartbeat. At first, I didn't feel it. When the outside of the city was quiet, and then listened to the unhurried drum sound, everyone clearly felt the firmness contained in it.

An indescribable pressure filled everyone's mind.

Zhao Wuxi looked from the top of the watchtower and found that under the light of the torches, the more than 500 pawns on the opposite side were divided into five columns, under the **** of each **** commander and two Sima, they ran towards the city wall with small steps.

Each attacking column is roughly divided into three parts: the first few rows of armored soldiers hold wooden shields. They are the most difficult vanguards to deal with, and it looks like a shield wall is slowly pushing forward.

The soldiers in the middle carry rough ladders and wooden boards, which can block arrows on the one hand, and can be used as passages to climb over ravines and walls on the other hand. The last 300 people were the follow-up power of the attack. Weapons of various lengths and shorts were raised in front of their chests, like a moving dark forest.

The night at the end of September was supposed to be cold, but now Zhao Wuxi felt unbearably hot. He wiped Dai Pixiao's forehead, which was covered in sweat.

It was his heart that was burning.

Those "millions of armies" that were read in the history books in the past fought decisively; after the Spring and Autumn Period. Listen to Zhao Yang talking about the past battles: the battle of Yanling and the battle of Baiju, both of which were large battles with more than 100,000 people. At one point he was fascinated.

"Presumably, that scene must be more than today's petty fights. It's countless times more spectacular!"

The numbers of soldiers in the bamboo slips, five hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, looked simple and easy. But when it was really projected into reality, Zhao Wuxi realized that tonight the two sides added up to no more than 2,000 people in the "offensive and defensive", and there was such a big scene, giving people such huge pressure.

With his current ability, he can barely control it. If the number is larger, and the scene is bigger, it will be a bit of a clumsy plan.

"It seems that I am only a brigade commander now. It is still very early from the stage when Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was able to command 100,000 soldiers."

Once the thoughts are released, it is difficult to take them back, and I don't know, has Yu Xi, who asked for help, arrived? What are Ji Ying and Le Lingzi doing in the lower palace at this time? Zhao Yang, the backbone of the clan. Are you awake yet?

These thoughts were just the blink of an eye, and after a short period of daze, Zhao Wuxi's expression became solemn again.

The five columns began to move under the light of the torches, which was spectacular in the night. It seems like a big hand from the opposite brigade commander stretched out from the darkness, trying to flatten Chengxiang and strangle Zhao Wuxi to death!

This is a chess game. The endgame between him and the commander on the opposite side.

"Although I am not good, the battle tonight. I will never lose!"

The clerks looked at the approaching enemy, a little anxious. He was about to stand up to meet the arrow rain on the opposite side, but was stopped by Zhao Wuxi.

"The distance is still far, the bow and arrow are hard to reach, not to mention that there is an opposite archer to cover, wait for it to be within thirty steps, and then it will not be too late."

Once the disciples rushed too close, the archers on the opposite side would not dare to shoot arrows because they were afraid of being accidentally injured by the wind.

Zhao Wuxi had the confidence to win, but the talents and Chinese people around him didn't know if he could see the sun tomorrow. If possible, Wu Xie also wanted to protect them as much as possible, but only moths attacked the city and exchanged their lives for their lives, which was what the opposing generals did.

Hearing the words, the clerks squatted back with their waists down. Indeed, only by bringing the enemy close can they have a good head.

During this period, the arrows on the top of the head shuttled past, and the archers outside the city had already given up the ineffective rockets, and only threw them from the sides to the middle, and most of the arrows still fell outside the wall.

In the contest just now, the Fan's archers have already lost their nerves, and now they are just shooting lazily and performing tasks perfunctorily.

In the city, there were messengers who took orders and ran against the building to both sides of the wall. While running, they conveyed Zhao Wuxi's orders.

"The Chinese people with bows and arrows, when they hear the gong, also throw them out of the city together!"

The watchtower has a limited space, so only a few elite shooters can go up. The bow-wielding people who were placed on the east and west walls of the back door, although not so strong in archery, could still draw a bow close by. After receiving the order, they used "she, wu" as a unit, crouched half-squatting at the call of the military officials, bowed and bowed their shoulders, just waiting for the signal.

Although they have never experienced war, the Chinese people are sturdy and brave, and there are four seasons of martial arts and cuju activities to cultivate collective consciousness. Now that they are fighting, they still perform well, and there is no panic or fall when moving.

Looking up the tower, looking from Xing Ao's position, I also found the difference between these robbers.

"So orderly pirates..." Like most people in Chengxiang, he still didn't know the true identities of these people.

They were not like the group of thieves at the front door, who huddled in a chaotic group, but maintained order under the shouting of military officials, and the formation was relatively scattered. In this way, if Wangcai Lou Caishi released arrows, the threat to them would be greatly reduced. Xing Ao couldn't help but secretly said that the gentleman was as expected, and he also learned a trick.

Every ten steps, the attackers will look left and right, slowing down or speeding up, and lining up. As the saying goes, "Today's affairs are only six steps and seven steps, but only Qi Yan", this is the habit of the regular army of Zhu Xia fighting after Zhou Shi defeated Yin Zu in an orderly formation in the Battle of Muye.

"Sixty steps, fifty steps, forty steps!" Xing Ao shouted and announced.

As Zhao Wuxi expected, because of fear of accidental injury, the arrows on the opposite side were sparse until they stopped.

"Two or three sons, draw bows and arrows!"

The clerks took a deep breath, slowly stood up from the watchtower, pulled their bows away, and stabilized a little. With the reflection of the bonfires inside and outside the walls, they each aimed at their own goals: those armored soldiers who protected their upper bodies with wooden shields, but their lower bodies were exposed;

Maoyao hid behind the wall with the Chinese people and moved to the short platform. Both hands held the bow and arrow high above the head. If you are tall, you can vaguely see the enemy advancing here. Only then did I realize that it was really different from aiming for a dead target when shooting in a rural area.

Benefit from regular practice. In the face of hundreds of enemies approaching the city, although the Chinese people were a little uneasy, they did not make any mistakes in the process of raising arrows and bows.

Forty steps, thirty steps!

"Boom!"

Xing Ao sounded the gong heavily!

"Archery! Archery!"

There were countless sounds of "swish, swish", and more than ten talented people, twenty or thirty people from the country with bows, shot arrows in different directions.

The top man on the watchtower shot early and fast. In the blink of an eye, it shot into the attacker's formation, causing a scream.

Because of the aiming, the shield walls in front basically did not play a protective role, and the pawns in the back were hit by arrows one after another, as if being swept by a strong wind, and instantly fell a group of people. Immediately afterwards, the slower arrows arrived, almost half of them were nailed to the shield, and only a few people were injured.

This wave of rapid fire. Half of the attackers were killed, that is, twenty or thirty casualties.

"Don't panic, raise your shield high!" In the city, you could even hear the shouting of the "robber leader" on the opposite side. It's just that this shout was quickly drowned out by bigger screams and confusion, and the second round of arrows arrived.

The charge slowed down after more than twenty steps, and many soldiers subconsciously hid their entire bodies behind their shields. The disciples who didn't have much defensive power only dared to shrink their bodies and never dared to take a step forward.

However. The drum beats in the rear suddenly became rapid, under the urging of the military officials. The attackers were forced to get up, adjusted their formation, and attacked again despite the rain of arrows. This time, they finally advanced to twenty steps, within the death distance of fences and ravines.

The armored soldiers raised their shields high, hoping to block the opponent's attack. The disciples who were carrying the ladders half bent over the ravine to build a passage. During the period, some people stumbled and fell, and some people chopped with weapons, or Work together to remove the fence.

This stagnation gave the talent and the people of the country with bows the opportunity to continue killing and wounding!

"Shoot again, shoot again!"

With the experience of two quick shots, I saw the results of my own battle with my own eyes. Not to mention the experienced fighters in Wanglou, even the people of the country relaxed a lot. Under the shouts of Zhao Wuxi and the military officials, they methodically opened the bow, wound the string, and shot again.

In the short period of time when the attackers were blocked, the rushing shot had reached the sixth time, and their formation was hit again, and a total of more than 60 people fell to the ground.

The sound of arrows breaking through the sky continued, and the screams were continuous. Many ladders and wooden boards fell to the ground. The column of the soldiers began to disperse, and some people turned around and ran to the rear.

"Your Majesty has a word, those who don't follow orders will not retreat. They will be slaughtered in the community, attack the past, fill in the ravines, and cross the walls!" sounded again.

After a few days, the obstacles that were temporarily arranged were limited. Before the seventh round of salvos could be fired, the obstacles were finally broken!

Zhao Wuxi had already descended from the watchtower at this time, and took over the command of the guards and the soldiers.

Standing on the short platform behind the wall, he looked at the situation on the opposite side, thinking that he was lucky tonight. Generally speaking, within 100 steps of the arrow, the enemy can only hit three shots. Thanks to the obstacles arranged by Yang Tongrong, everyone has been able to open the bow six times.

Fortunately, the archers on the opposite side cooperated very well with these armored soldiers and apprentices~www.wuxiahere.com~. If they can restore morale and stand forty or fifty steps away and projectile, they can actually suppress the city.

Perhaps, it was the two soldiers who joined forces, not the same soldier, so they didn't work well together? Zhao Wuxi can even guess the origin of the enemy based on their performance.

Now, everything was going smoothly, Zhao Wuxi glanced at the preparations around him: the boiling water in the cauldron was already boiling, and the well and the villagers who were carrying two weights of goods transported the things that Zhao Wuxi specially instructed.

Zhao Wuxi wasn't sure how effective those things were, and whether they could achieve the results he wanted. Hopefully, the battle can be ended before that, without being forced to that step! (To be continued..)

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