Shu Chen

Chapter 526 Change of Owners
"Why didn't you eat in the morning?"

Seeing Li Ding's body, the soldier who was sleep deprived and still in a daze, murmured with a little sadness in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand, pulled out the two slices of bacon from Li Ding's hand and mouth, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely, "I helped you eat it, and if there is a chance, I will return it with a reward." Give it to your family; there is no chance, when you stay under the Nine Netherworld, remember to ask me to pay it back."

"It's already this time, what else to eat!"

He was chewing dry bacon when someone ran past him and gave him a push, "Hurry up and fight!"

Alas, let's fight.

He swallowed the bacon, staring at his bloodshot eyes, roaring and striding towards the top of the wall.

"kill!"

At this time, the battle at the head of the city was already in full swing.

Countless Han troops had rushed up the city wall, forming a small formation to occupy the front of the crenel, fighting for space for the Han troops who climbed up later.

Why can't you keep it all of a sudden today?
He who had just rushed to the top of the wall was a little confused, and when he carefully stepped forward over the corpses under his feet, he still looked left and right.

Paoze on the left in front of him had an arrow stuck in his right arm, his whole arm was hanging limply, but he was clumsily chopping with his left hand holding a knives; The spears were accompanied by a roar, and blood even flowed from the corners of their mouths.

Soon, he had the answer.

A flying rock about the size of a Mohu bed whizzed towards him with a strong wind, and he, who was very slow to react, was hit hard on his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground on his back.

Why is there a riprap?

Isn't Nishu worried about accidentally injuring his own soldiers?

His throat was blocked by blood foam, he couldn't make a sound, and twitched on the ground in vain; before falling into the endless darkness with doubts, he still didn't forget to mutter something in his heart.

Old Li, here I come, remember to find me and return the bacon~
two slices.

The banners are hunting, the drums are thundering.

For Wu Ban, this attack is a last stand to survive.

The use of catapults to kill and indiscriminately kill the soldiers when they climbed the city wall is a must. If they cannot occupy the city wall this time, then the attack on the northern city wall will be declared a failure.

Therefore, before the attack, he did not hide his purpose.

Instead, they gather soldiers and swear that today is the last time to attack the fortifications, so they will use catapults to kill the enemy regardless of ourselves!
Let Wu Kan, the youngest son of his own, who is a school lieutenant in the army, and Buqu, the supervisor of Buqu, act as the first wave of offensive pioneers, and the rest can decide for themselves whether to follow.

Those who are willing to fight together will be recorded as first-class decapitators.

Those who don't want to be shadowed will not be held accountable for this. They only need to wait for them to climb up the city wall to gain a firm foothold, and the catapults stop launching, and then they can attach themselves to expand the results of the battle.

Fu Qian and Liao Hua, who had known the inside story for a long time, immediately begged for their lives.

And the other soldiers also swore to die.

The war has continued to this day, and the soldiers who are still alive have taken turns to participate in the attack, and no one is afraid of death anymore.

Under this kind of tragic death that is close to death with the enemy, and inspired by the sense of honor that if you fail or lose, the Han army that is attacking today has exploded with potential.

On the other hand, the Chencang defenders in Wei State were caught off guard.

When they defended with all their strength according to their usual habits, they were stunned by a huge boulder suddenly falling from the sky.

Without psychological preparation, some people instinctively lifted up the wooden city on the ground, while others snuggled up to the sword and shield soldiers beside them, and some even retreated to find cover.

Inevitably, their originally neat line of defense also suddenly had flaws.

Of course the Han army will not miss such a fleeting opportunity!

Only one step later than Wu Kan, Fu Qian, who attached himself to the city wall, immediately pushed aside the guards, rubbed his body with a left hook and a right spear, and suddenly let out an angry shout.

"kill!"

For more than ten years, he has never slackened in performing martial arts for a day, and at this moment he has become unstoppable.

With one stride forward, the left hand swings the small hook inlaid with the end of the hook horizontally, deflecting the tip of the spear stabbed at the opposite side from the blade of the knife, while the six-foot short spear held by the right hand is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, retracting with every inch of strength. With a coincidence of stabbing, as fast as lightning, the weapons were taken away and the faces of the soldiers of the Wei army were tapped one by one at the throats.

In an instant, blood flowers appeared.

The three Wei soldiers clutched their throats, let out the sound of "ho ho" choked by blood, and collapsed to the ground.

But Fu Qian didn't even look at them, and strode forward again, squeezed into the gap in the Wei army's defense line, defended with hooks, stabbed with a six-foot short spear, and pushed forward step by step.

"The captain is mighty!"

The steps following him were all excited, shouting loudly, and swore to the death to push forward.

Such a similar scene did not only happen in Fu Qian's section of the city wall.

The rest of the generals, such as Liao Hua, Hu Zhong, and Wang Lin, all seized on the momentary loss of Wei's defenders, and squeezed out more than ten steps from the front line, allowing the follow-up Han soldiers to climb up the ladder.

But Sima, who guards the north city wall, is not easy to be with.

He was originally the head of the village guarding the city of Linwei in Longyou. During the first Northern Expedition of the Han Dynasty, the city fell because the city gate was opened privately. Guanzhong.

In the face of adversity, he will naturally not be discouraged.

"Spears shoulder to shoulder, the momentum ahead!"

He ordered loudly, and let all the spearmen behind spread out one word at a time, and rushed forward with their spears horizontally.

It is hoped that the Han army will be pushed back with brute force, so that the soldiers of the Han army who climb up later will have no place to stay, and the Han army's endless siege will be curbed.

He was right.

As long as the Han army can't fight for enough space, the Wei army can continue to maintain the advantage of suppressing troops and will not let the city wall change hands.

But it's clear that he's a bit late in his approach, too.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

Now that the generals of the Han army have personally squeezed into the Wei army with their trilogy, how many of his dubos and village chiefs can order the soldiers to obey the general's orders?

An hour has passed.

At this time, the catapults had stopped throwing long ago, and there were also many small formations of the Han army standing firm inside the city wall.

They are all solid as a rock, resisting the surging impact of Wei's defenders, allowing more soldiers of the Han army to climb up the city wall and insert small formations in other places.

Looking down from the sky, the Han army in red and black uniforms was like a wooden wedge, nailing the Wei army like a long snake to the city wall.

And there are more and more such red-black wooden wedges as time goes by.

Another hour passed.

Those red and black wooden wedges have become very thick, like towering giant trees.

And at this time, it is not to crucify the long formation of Wei Jun, but to cut it into sections, so that they will fight separately, and the soldiers will not be recorded.

Half an hour passed.

All the Han troops burst into cheers.

I saw the Wei Jun banner under the base of the watchtower shaking and falling from mid-air.

The northern city wall has changed hands!

(End of this chapter)