Shu Chen

Chapter 518

"what!!"

A scream came from the mouth of a Wei soldier, resounding throughout the city.

I saw his forearm hanging on his arm at a strange angle, shaking with the trembling of his body in severe pain.

He was very unlucky, and a bone in his forearm was broken by flying debris.

But he was also lucky.

Because there was a robed corpse under his feet, the nose and mouth could not be distinguished from the whole face, only a fist-sized stone was deeply embedded in it, and the exposed sharp edges were slowly dripping dirty blood and pale yellow unknown liquid.

Therefore, no one cares or pities him.

On the contrary, he also received a few envious looks.

Because he will be able to go down to the city to recuperate in peace immediately, only paying the price of one arm, he can avoid the next hard fight and the fate of life and death.

The city was defended, and the rewards after the war and the compensation for the injured and retired would not be less.

And if the city is captured, the Han army will not embarrass a disabled person, even if he is a prisoner, he will not bear endless hard labor.

So, why not be satisfied!
"What a hell of a ghost!"

He was very tall, at this time, he came over and kicked him bitterly, and scolded, "Go down and find a military doctor to treat the wound, don't get in the way here!"

The howling soldier choked.

He didn't remember anything about himself.

Because he also knew that if he continued to cry on the top of the city, he might be beheaded by the supervisor team who heard the sound on the charge of shaking the morale of the army.Gritting his teeth tightly, enduring the severe pain, he turned around to protect the swaying severed arm with one hand.But before he took two steps, the long voice came again, pointing to the corpse on the ground that had long been silent and saying, "Wait a minute, give me your hand, and drag him down together."

Such a similar situation is not uncommon in the city.

But Guo Huai, who was standing under the banner of Wei Jun, still kept his mouth tightly shut, and did not order the thunderbolt chariot to throw stones and the bed crossbow to shoot.

At this time, the Han army's chariots, ladders and other objects pushed into the stone's throw outside the city wall.

The one that arrives faster is the towering well rail that is higher than the city wall.

According to legend, Jinglan evolved from the "Linchong" in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the first record of its appearance on the battlefield was the battle of Zhou Fachong.It is a rectangular shelf made of wood, covered with raw cowhide on the outside, and wooden boards on the inside to carry crossbowmen, used to suppress the defenders on the top of the city.

The effect is similar to Strongbow's Throw.

But due to the high shooting, both the lethality and the suppressing effect are doubled.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages.Slow-moving and huge in size, it is extremely easy to be destroyed in the middle of battle.

Guo Huai is now waiting for the opportunity to destroy Jinglan.

Closer, thirty steps forward.
first twenty steps
ten steps
With his eyes like a falcon, he silently calculated the distance from the well to the city wall.

He turned a blind eye to the crossbowmen above the well who were already tilting their arrows to their heart's content; he didn't hear the mournful wailing of soldiers on their own walls who were shot to death and wounded by arrows.

"Ointment, cast!"

Suddenly, he shouted loudly.

"Ointment! Cast!"

"Ointment! Cast!"

The general order centered on the big banner, and spread continuously in the mouths of the messengers in various areas, spreading to both sides, and also caused countless grease jars to fly out from the top of the city.

Accuracy is a bit off.

Almost half of them fell on the ground, but the number more than made up for it!

The more than a dozen wells where the Han army approached within half an arrow of the city wall were all doused with the grease from the broken wine jars without exception.

"go!"

"go!"

The dubs in every well were yelling orders when the grease jars flew over.

Let the crossbowmen hold the long log behind the well rail and slide down one by one.

Yes, the Jinglan of the Han army is a little different from other wells. There are four or five more long logs behind it, which looks like a few more featherless tails, which is quite funny.

Naturally, the craftsmen of the Han army will not do useless work.

For example, when the grease sticks to the well fence, three or four out of ten of the bow soldiers on the top have already slid down the long log. Out of danger.

It's just that no matter how hard you try, you can't avoid casualties.

The grease, which is flammable when exposed to fire, quickly spread the fire, turning the entire well fence into a huge torch, just like the bonfire raised by nomadic tribes during sacrifices.

The Han army who will have time to slide down in the future will not be able to escape on the high tower.

Those who were directly burned to death, roasted to death, or suffocated by thick smoke, and those who jumped to their death and maimed, were extremely miserable.

When the smell of burnt meat permeated the entire battlefield, the Wei army on the top of the city burst into cheers.

But Guo Huai closed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of regret.

According to common sense, once the well fence was ignited, the result would be the death of all the soldiers on the tower.But he wasted countless grease this time, and what he got back was less than half of the casualties.

I can't take my breath!
Nothing frightened the Han army, so let's stop the offensive for now.

"Let the bed crossbow and the Thunderbolt chariot strike against the Shu Jinglan."

When he looked through the billowing smoke, he saw that the soldiers of the Han army were still pushing the ladders with high morale, and the siege vehicles were rushing towards the city; Unfortunately, ordered again.

The Han army will no longer let Jing Lan get too close.

He didn't want to be sniped by the bow soldiers of the Han army and suppress the guards of the city leaders. He had to use bed crossbows and thunderbolt chariots to destroy them;

But such an approach is not without its drawbacks.

For example, it will expose the position where he placed the bed crossbow and thunderbolt chariot, and then the Han army will shoot and smash them with catapult chariots.

The fact is also as he expected.

When the bed crossbows on the top of the city began to show their power, and the Thunderbolt chariots behind the city walls began to throw stones as big as millstones, the dozens of catapult carts in the Han army formation all adjusted their directions in unison amidst the sound of chant. Counterattack with stones polished into an oval shape.

And there are really too many catapult vehicles in the Han army!

Some of the boulders thrown from hundreds of steps away collided with hard objects and were directly torn apart. Countless broken stones swirled and splashed, making any armor useless; some did not shatter, but rolled forward according to inertia, If it hits a soldier, blood will be sprayed three feet, and if it hits a weapon, it will be destroyed.

However, Guo Huai felt that everything was fine.

After all, the Wei army is a party with high and thick walls to rely on.

When the bed crossbow and thunderbolt chariot were smashed one after another, Jing Lan was no longer in his sight.

Moreover, the catapult carts of the Han army finally stopped.

Gein and their siege vehicles had already pushed to the city gate and began to hit the city gate; and the cloud ladder had also reached the foot of the city wall, and the huge cloud wings with sharp hooks were being stretched and hung towards the city wall.

Ants are about to attack the city. If you continue to throw stones, you may accidentally injure your own soldiers.

But not surprisingly, the first wave of offensive close to the city wall was doomed to fail.

(End of this chapter)