Spring and Autumn I Am King

After sending three people from the Bank of China Heihumilien to rush across several miles of fields and streams, Hu Ying was under pressure and had to send his cronies to lead a group of thieves to attack. ○

The front door was very lively for a while. It seemed that you were coming and going, but in fact it was just a group of undisciplined thieves dying. Most of the people rushed to the wall and were demoralized by sporadic arrows, and they turned around and ran away. The city is as safe as a rock, and occasionally pirates are lucky enough to climb over, and they are quickly surrounded and killed by the people of the country.

At the back door, the situation was very different. The attackers crossed the gully fence, adjusted their formation, and began to move quickly to launch a charge. But the arrows on the top of them didn't stop, and the soldiers lowered their heads and aimed and shot fiercely, especially the armored soldiers with swords and shields and the disciples carrying ladders.

This kind of arrows fired at close range can even penetrate shields and leather armor, and many armored soldiers knelt directly on the ground after being hit by arrows in their lower bodies.

So far, the attackers have paid nearly 100 casualties!

But, that's it for now...

They still maintain the five-column system, and still have the numerical advantage.

It seems that God's will no longer favors Zhao Wuxie, and it just so happens that the wind blowing back has stopped. Under Fan Jia's strict order, Fan's archers reluctantly moved to forty or fifty paces away, and began to throw arrows at Wanglou, suppressing them into villagers, forcing them to hide at their waists, unable to raise their heads. Aim, and only occasionally drop a few arrows through the space under your feet.

News came from the front door that the attack of the group of thieves was repelled again without causing any threat. So Zhao Wuxi asked Yang Tong Rong to lead more than a hundred Chinese and savages to stay behind, and the remaining Ge spearmen quickly rushed to the back door!

"As the ancients said, do it all in one go. It will fail again, and it will be exhausted in three! This first drum attack. It must be conquered!"

On the other side of the battle formation, Bank of China Heihum looked at his own soldiers who suffered a lot of casualties. With a dark face, he said such a sentence to the young Yu Rang, who was waiting beside him, and immediately raised his drumstick again.

The attackers were already approaching their destination, and the ladders climbed up against the wall one after another, making the sound of wood and stone colliding. The drums were played again, and the armored soldier in front was about to hold a shield in one hand, and when he was climbing, he heard the clear voice of a young man coming from the watchtower.

"The armor is climbing the wall!"

Then, there was a gong that made them tremble with fear, as it was before. Whenever the gong sounds, something bad will happen. The attacker even has a conditioned reflex, and when he hears the sound, he must bow his head.

Sure enough, there was a continuous order in the wall immediately: "Splash!"

The people outside the wall secretly said something bad and shouted loudly, but the colleagues behind them had already pressed down layer upon layer, like moths attached to the wall that was as wide as a hundred paces, there were as many as a hundred people.

Right now. A burst of clear and white-smoky boiling water was spilled from all over the wall, and it was sprinkled on everyone, causing a burst of wailing and wolf howling.

Although their armor was thick, arrows from a distance could not penetrate them. The powerless spear can't penetrate, but it is not airtight, and the seamless water can get in. Boil water. Jia Shi suddenly felt a burning pain from head to toe. Where can I care about climbing the wall, I can only let go. Rolling around holding his head.

There was a burst of arrogant laughter from the wall: "Rat, Nai Gong scalded you to death!"

But it was Tian Ben, who was forced by Zhao Wuxi to go to the Xiangsi Temple for treatment. After he wrapped a **** strip of ge cloth, he jumped over from nowhere. Just in time to catch up with the wild people under Zhao Wuxi's order, he held a wooden bucket and splashed boiling water. This was his favorite thing to do, so he went over to help, but he almost stepped on the cauldron on the stove.

Seeing how he was dancing, Zhao Wuxi secretly said that although this man was clueless, he could also add a fighting force to this place. With his strong momentum, he did not chase him, but just kicked him behind. At the same time, he also said to Cheng Tuan, who was following him: "The ancients said that one blow, another decline, and three blows! This first attack has been stopped by us."

Outside the wall, a total of more than a dozen armored soldiers were thrown blind, peeled off, and blisters of blood, completely losing their combat effectiveness. In general, this is just a drop in the bucket, boiling water can't even scald people, and the bigger role is to destroy the enemy's morale.

However, this could not stop the opposing brigade commander from continuing to attack. After a brief pause, the second drum sounded quickly again.

The attackers gritted their teeth, facing the mourning and screaming of the injured comrades, and their hearts palpitated, but also produced a heart of grief. They are Clan soldiers who have been trained strictly on weekdays, and they don't believe that this short wall can stop them.

The boiling water has just been poured into a pot, and the next pot may not have time to burn.

So, they stepped forward again, and rushed forward one after another, mourning soldiers, victory!

Zhao Wuxi also knew this, he took a deep breath and shouted: "Ge Spear, Sword and Shield, come forward!"

He said to Cheng Tuan: "Go to the back row and take two people to guard the formation. If there is someone who is weak in the face of the enemy and tries to escape, behead!"

The Chinese and savages behind the wall were ordered to retreat, and by the way, they stepped on the bonfire of the stove to boil the water, so as not to cause chaos. Then, many people directly pulled out their weapons, picked up bows and arrows, and followed the well-ordered and orderly fronted Ge Spearmen and personal guards, acting as a reserve team.

The wall and the fence are only two people tall. If the enemy is unstopped, they can easily climb over.

He was about to fight the enemy face-to-face, and everyone was breathing a little nervously. Zhao Wuxi, relying on the thickness of his armor, also stood on the front line so that they could see him.

Instead of using the Shaoyu sword, he found a blunt weapon called Dianshu, held it in his hand, looked at the wall quietly, and shouted at the same time: "Ge Spearman, prepare, sword and shield player, squat Down!"

The ladders are limited, and the five columns of the enemy, spread out under the corner of the wall, are only a hundred paces wide. And every ten steps, Zhao Wuxi arranged for one of Wu's spearmen. After receiving the order, they all raised their weapons high and aimed at the wall as the first line of defenders.

And every 20 steps, Zhao Wuxi arranged another group of swordsmen and shields, led by Mucha, half-squatting on the ground, ready to block the enemy that Ge Spearmen missed and crossed the wall to attack his lower plate.

Behind the soldiers were more than a hundred Chinese and savages armed with various weapons, sealing all the gaps to prevent brave enemies from breaking through the siege of swords, shields and spears. Tian Ben is also among them. This wicked boy who likes dual wielding has a two-foot dagger in one hand, red eyes eager to try.

left wall. A head popped out first. The gun hit the bird, just showing the bun and scarf. Before he could see his face, the guard guarding here shouted loudly, pecked down both ge, and then a spear also stabbed diagonally, stabbing the man's head into a rotten watermelon , screamed in agony and fell back.

The first battle was won, and everyone's morale was lifted, and they didn't think it was difficult. Zhao Wuxi was just about to shout to encourage everyone, at this moment. On his side, another armored soldier with a shield emerged. The poplar shield in his hand blocked the attack of a spear, and then jumped down!

Zhao Wuxi was waiting to step forward to stop him, but was snatched up by Mu Xia, who had been secretly protecting him.

The bodyguards are tall and strong, with four armors. They look cumbersome, but they are actually delicate. The thick poplar shield in his left hand collided with the armored soldier in the same posture. Wherever the armored soldier was his opponent, he was directly shaken to the ground by Juli. Arms are numb.

Afterwards, Mu Xia's right hand slammed down heavily, and directly smashed the armored soldier with his shield over, his chest and abdomen sunken. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and it seemed that he was dead.

With his back to Zhao Wuxi, Mu Xia said angrily across the screen: "The gentleman once said. Each performs his own duties, and the position of the gentleman is at the back. There are subordinates in front, and they will be able to stick to this place!"

Battle here. It also attracted the five spearmen on the right. They knew that Zhao Wuxi was beside him, so while guarding their positions, they also paid attention to the safety of the gentleman.

In the battle just now, they wanted to go to support. Unexpectedly, just after the battle over there, the five people turned their faces and turned back. On the wall in front, an enemy soldier with a short sword in his mouth quickly jumped up to the wall.

The five spearmen didn't look good, and hurriedly stabbed their weapons in unison, trying to force the **** down.

However, 80% of the disciples had learned martial arts from swordsmen before, and they were as dexterous as a tit, dodging all the spears. Then he jumped down and stabbed with his sword at close range, injuring one of his hands.

The spear is suitable for long-distance combat. Once the enemy with the sword gets close, these spearmen are in danger. The four of them subconsciously took a step back to leave an attack distance.

Zhao Wuxi was in a hurry, at this moment, he must not retreat! Take a step back, and the enemy will be able to squeeze more space for one person. Seeing that there is going to be a loophole here, just at this moment, a figure jumped over, it was Tian Ben!

If the disciple was like a tit, Tian Ben was as ferocious as an eagle. He raised his sword and stabbed the disciple in the chest. Then he lifted his foot, kicked him against the wall, and threw a short sword to nail him to death.

"The gentleman once said, each performs his own duties, the gentleman's position is in the back, and there are subordinates in front, and he will be able to stick to it!"

He also learned Mucha and howled.

Zhao Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head helplessly, and suddenly felt that in this battle of arrows flying, Ge Mao, you and I, he had Mu Xia, Tian Ben and other tigers and claws available, but he was as safe as a rock.

He also put aside his plan to take the lead and inspire everyone's morale, and put himself in the front, but instead made his men worry and could not fully play.

So Wu Xie retreated to the back side by side with Cheng Tuan, and while picking up the bow and arrow, he shouted:

"Don't swarm up, come one by one! Go spear first, then sword and shield. If anyone slips through the net, the people of the country will surround and kill them!"

After all, an arrow shot a disciple who climbed up the wall and just exposed his forehead.

But soon, he was overwhelmed. Attackers came one after another, like mushrooms emerging from the rain. In the blink of an eye, dozens of enemies had climbed to the top of the wall and jumped down.

But within the wall, there were two capable generals, Mu Xia and Tian Ben, who were like two pillars, firmly fixing the defender's position. At the beginning, due to inexperience, the Ge spearmen who had cooperated mistakes and panicked for a while became stable and skilled after seeing the blood.

Yes, killing is indeed a skill that practice makes perfect, and Zhao Wuxi felt the same.

The three lines of defense he arranged began to harvest the enemy's life in a very orderly manner, but the opponent was not a generalist, and the situation of changing lives appeared again and again, and the arrows shot from the outside also caused a lot of casualties to everyone.

The attackers killed and wounded a hundred people, as did the people inside the walls.

Moth attachment is a metaphor for this method of siege when the ancients observed moths fighting fires in nature: although moths are small, if there are enough numbers, they can put out the fire.

But what if the fire is strong and arrogant? No matter how many moths there are, it won't help.

With the various benefits in the "Oath of Accomplishment" promised by Zhao Wuxi before the war, there must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Then came the continuous success of the front door, and the back door, under his command, also caused incredible suppression to the superior enemy.

Therefore, at this time, the morale of the township soldiers in Yizhong was high, and they became more and more brave after seeing the blood. If they stood in front of Zhao Wuxie, no matter how many moths came, it would be useless.

The morale of the enemy outside the wall was declining sharply. Although now with the cooperation of the archers, the head urged to launch the attack again and again, but the guards behind the wall were silently and firmly repelled again and again.

This short wall~www.wuxiahere.com~ seems to never be able to break through, no matter how brave people are, they will inevitably fall into despair.

As a result, the attack gradually fell into a weak and low ebb, and they let the military officials urge them, and they did not want to work hard any more, and no longer tried to climb over. Instead, across the wall, he fell into a silent confrontation with the people inside the wall, and the drumbeat on the opposite side also stopped for a while.

It seems to be discouraged, and it seems that something is brewing.

Indeed, the commander who fought with Zhao Wuxi for a long time has not given up. The third time, when the drum sounded for the third time, Xing Ao on the watchtower also reported the news again:

"Be careful, gentleman! It's coming from a bump!" (To be continued..)

ps: Thanks to the book friend Ye Feng for coming to 2006, the reward for the second reincarnation!

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