Sun God Champion

Chapter 127

night.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars retreat.

By the bright moonlight, you can see the movements of Yunmeng people twenty miles away.

Yang An did not arrange for people to attack the Yunmeng people. Instead, he sat at the top of the city and kept an eye on the Yunmeng people.

The two commanders, Shi Maocai and Gan Zhichuan, were sleeping beside them.

The three of them guarded the tower in shifts to prevent the Yunmeng people from sneaking at night.

A congenital expert with a strong sense of spirituality, he can spot any disturbances in the distance.

The four of them, Yang Heze, were arranged in the city, waiting for the information sent back from various places.

This time, the people of Yunmeng must have attacked not just Xincheng.

Since he can stay outside the city with peace of mind, he may also be waiting for news.

While Yang An was observing the Yunmeng army in the distance, he would also use his spiritual sense to investigate after a while, lest the Yunmeng people have any tricks.

Under the city, most of the abandoned Yunmeng people lost their lives, and a small number were still alive tenaciously, but their breaths were weak.

The distance from the fire has increased again, but it is relatively small, and the total is more than one hundred points.

He found that killing with his own hands collected the most off-fire points, and the number of assisted shots was much less. For example, when he led the army to kill, he collected a little less off-fire points, and there were fewer natural deaths. not come out.

After Yang An found out that there was no problem, he didn't pay attention.

Next to it, two-thirds of the soldiers guarding the city were sleeping, and the rest were patrolling.

Han Taishou is still able to do business, and the clothes to keep out the cold are all ready.

It is autumn, and the autumn wind is bleak.

Cool at night.

Without warm clothes, accidents may happen.

It wasn't until Shi Mao replaced Yang An's vigil that the Yunmeng people on the opposite side remained silent.

Yang An crossed his knees and adjusted his breath for a while, then leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

I always pay attention to Yunmeng people, and my spirit is tense. I need to take a break to recover my exhausted spirit.

When the bright moon was setting and the sun was rising in the east, the people of Yunmeng were lighting a fire and cooking.

Yang An looked at the Yunmeng army from a distance, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

Yang Heze and others did not come, which proved that no letter was sent back.

After the battle ended yesterday, he sent out the letter again.

He most wanted to know the situation on the front line and the situation of the commander of the Eastern Expeditionary Army.

There were five commanders who entered Qinzhou, with a total of [-] expeditionary troops.

If any commander comes over, Xincheng's crisis can be disintegrated in an instant.

Yang An saw someone going up the tower in the city.

"Has the letter been delivered?"

Yang An asked.

"No, brother Ze asked me to report to the young master first."

Yang Henan shook his head.

If he didn't believe it all night, he naturally told Yang An first.

"Okay, there is a letter here, you go back to replace Yang Heze, and let the three of them come over to prevent the Yunmeng people from attacking the city."

Yang An thought for a while and said.

"it is good."

Yang Henan nodded and left.

"The general feels that the Yunmeng army will attack the city today."

Gan Zhichuan stood aside and asked.

"Yunmeng people will not stop for one night for no reason, there must be a backup."

Yang An looked at Yunmeng people.

"Bows and arrows are used by the craftsmen in the city to supplement a part. Although the material is almost inferior, it can kill people."

Shi Maocai ran back to the city and reported to Yang An.

This night, Yang An did not sit still and continued to prepare military supplies.

In the later stage of the war, it is to see who has more military supplies.

Although Yunmeng has a great master, if the city is not broken, he would not dare to attack the city alone.

The energy and blood gathered by thousands of people, not afraid of the grand master, and the weapons and items in the hands of everyone, if they all surround and kill the grand master, they can still be killed.

The great master is still human.

Only when one reaches the level of a great master at the peak, and the influence of the fist will affect several miles, is that terrifying.

One person can face an army head-on, and its real lethality and agility far exceed that of an army.

If a peak grand master appeared, Yang An and the others would not have to defend the city.

The pinnacle Grandmaster made a move, directly massacring one-sidedly.

One man can equal one army refers to the horror of the pinnacle grand master, and his combat power is far beyond that.

Ninety percent of Yang An and others' Zhendong Army are recruits.

As for the guarding army of Xincheng, their fighting power was not much better.

None can compare to the veterans of Pengshan.

The lower part of Xincheng is in the back, if Zaozhou had not fallen, there would have been no war here at all.

Previously, Xincheng had at most conscripted troops to support Zaozhou and other border areas.

Prefect Han naturally knew the situation of Xincheng's guards, he was so desperate before, and he regained his confidence only after seeing Yang An's methods.

"it is good."

Yang An nodded.

"Has Prefect Han prepared breakfast for the soldiers?"

Yang An asked.

"It's ready and it's being delivered. There's hot mutton soup to warm you up."

Shi Maocai replied.

"Ah."

Yang An looked at the sky, the sun was rising higher and higher.

The Yunmeng people in the distance remained silent.

"If you were the commander of Yunmeng on the opposite side, what would you do?"

Yang An suddenly looked at Shi Maocai and asked.

"I must think about how to break the city."

Shi Maocai replied decisively.

"As a result, what will you do with what happened yesterday?"

Yang An continued to ask.

"Either send troops to sneak attack at night, or prepare a catapult to break the city, or join others to break the city."

Shi Maocai thought for a moment, and said three ways to break the city.

"They didn't sneak attack last night, so it can be ignored for the time being; they teamed up with others to destroy the city, but it is possible that the Yunmeng people in the city have been cleaned up, so it can be ignored for the time being. Then there is only the last one, prepare the catapult."

Yang An raised them one by one, and pointed out the neglected points. It was not until the last point was mentioned that Yang An confirmed what the Yunmeng people were going to do.

"There are Taoist masters in the Yunmeng army. Last night, they may have asked the Taoist masters to transport the parts of the catapult."

If the soul has practiced to the state of repelling objects, the soul will be able to attach to the object and drive it.

But this drive has a weight limit, the heavier the weight, the greater the drive consumption.

Under seizing the ghosts and immortals, the weight of the drive is not high.

However, there is another benefit of soul driving, that is, it is fast.

Flying in the air, the speed is more than ten times faster.

If the people of Yunmeng let Taoist masters transport the catapult last night, it would make sense.

Soul masters, on the battlefield, are easy to be injured by the blood gathered by soldiers, but they are the best supplies for military supplies.

"We have to fight today."

Yang An's face was serious.

Yunmeng people with catapults will not let Yang An and others shoot them from a distance like yesterday.

Between the two, the offensive and defensive positions may have changed. This time, the Yunmeng people may be the first to attack.

This also makes sense, why the Yunmeng people retreated yesterday.

The people of Yunmeng have been on the road for a day, and they are physically exhausted and need to rest. The most important thing is to reduce casualties.

They paid the price for their arrogance yesterday, and now they are trying to reduce casualties.

They didn't have many people in Qinzhou, and if they wanted to attack the rear, they had to reduce their own casualties. If the Yunmeng people didn't help, if they died, they would lose one.

Yang An sorted out all the doubts, but his heart was not relieved, because a more intense war was about to begin.

Today's war must be more intense, and more people will die.

Yang An touched the Wushuang sword box behind him.

This sword box should also be born.

He has never used the Wushuang sword box in front of a living person since he returned from the shuttle.

That monster who shamanized ghosts only saw the Great Ming Suzaku, and then disappeared.

He thought that these hole cards would be given to those who assassinated him, but he didn't expect the situation in East Seven States to change so quickly.

In a blink of an eye, King Qingzhou and others became deserters.

Yunmeng pursues soldiers and is attacking the city.

Yang An finished the mutton soup specially brought over.

Take a sip, it's warm.

The guarding soldiers on the side all smiled, and the anxiety of the battle eased a little.

The impact of this war is not small.

While everyone was drinking the hot mutton soup, the people from Yunmeng moved.

Yang An put down the mutton soup and looked at the Yunmeng army.

Two huge catapults pushed out from behind Yunmeng's army and slowly moved towards Xincheng.

"Everyone, be alert!"

Yang An's voice spread throughout the city.

One by one, the soldiers put down their bowls, stood upright, and looked at the vigilant Yunmeng army.

"This is."

"Catapult, how is that possible."

"How did they bring it here?"

The prefect Han, who was still warmly greeting the soldiers, saw two huge catapults in the Yunmeng army, his smile disappeared instantly, and he directly mourned.

"They have the support of Taoist masters."

Yang An glanced at Prefect Han, and replied blankly.

"Catapult, how do you defend Xincheng?"

Prefect Han panicked.

As soon as the catapult came out, the advantage of their city tower became smaller, and it was difficult to stop these seven thousand Yunmeng people.

"Can you hold it?"

Prefect Han tremblingly looked at Yang An with a stern face, and asked.

"can!"

Yang An's answer remained unchanged.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, he will never lose confidence.

After all kinds of tempering, the soul is naturally strong.

"Archer, get ready."

Yang An's voice sounded, and the soldiers guarding the city silently picked up their bows and arrows.

"This battle must be won."

Yang An roared.

"Definitely."

The guards followed suit.

The voices of the crowd resounded through the sky.

One by one the momentum is high.

Under Yang An's leadership, they won once yesterday, and today is no exception.

Everyone's morale is high.

They all firmly believe that Yang An can lead them to victory.

Outside Xincheng.

Grandmaster Yunmeng looked at the two catapults with satisfaction.

He did not expect that such a small city as Xincheng would cause heavy losses to his army.

Morale was also low, frightened by gunpowder explosions and rounds of shooting arrows.

Plus a day of driving, one by one exhausted.

If he continues to attack the city, even if he wins, it will be a tragic victory. This is not in line with his expectations. If he wins, he will be placed on the wall of shame of the Yunmeng Empire.

In addition, he received the letter without urging him, and was waiting for the situation on the front line.

Therefore, he invited Taoist masters to spend one night, transporting them one by one, and loading the catapults in front of the military tent.

He did not issue the siege order until the two catapults were ready.

The catapult can destroy the city wall of Xincheng from a long distance, and the seven thousand Yunmeng army can directly destroy Xincheng.

With the supply of a city, the loss is acceptable.

Grandmaster Yunmeng thought, the corners of his mouth raised.

Big fuck woman, too gentle.

"Soldiers, after breaking the city, you can take everything in the city at will."

"Woman, grab whatever you want."

Grandmaster Yunmeng roared.

"Whoops!"

"Whoops!"

After hearing this, the Yunmeng soldiers were all excited.

The fear of yesterday has long since disappeared, leaving only endless desires.

Pushing the catapult, he walked boldly towards Xincheng.

With a big killer in his hand, there is only killing intent left in his heart.

Seeing the catapult parked two miles away, Yang An had a bad feeling.

The bow and arrow in the hands of the soldiers, [-] meters is the limit.

The bow in the hands of a congenital martial artist is relatively good, and can shoot seven or eight hundred meters.

The bow in his hand is a superior bow and arrow, which can exceed a thousand meters.

If the attack range of the catapult was two miles away, then among all the people, only Yang An could fight back.

"The second team raised their shields to defend."

Yang An frowned and ordered.

In the distance, two burning rolling stones flew towards the tower.

Yang An drew his bow and shot two arrows.

"Oh!"

The arrow was directly smashed into pieces, and the momentum of Rolling Stone continued unabated.

"General, this is corundum, a stone specially used for siege. The only feature is that it is relatively hard, and it is hard to hurt with ordinary swords."

Gan Zhichuan had seen this thing before and quickly reminded him.

Yang An opened the sword box, and the Great Ming Suzaku pulled it out, making a long cry of 'chirp'.

Holding the long sword, he leaped forward and slashed directly at the flying Gangshi.

"drink!"

The power of the Nine Cauldrons was used.

"boom!"

The diamond was split in two and fell on the top of the city.

Yang An was not happy.

Another one had landed on the top of the city, wounding several people.

And this is just the opponent's first round of throwing stones.

If this continues, the city will collapse sooner or later.

Picking up the hard bow made of boa tendons and stretching wood, nocking an arrow, staring at the catapult thousands of meters away.

Draw the bow to the full moon.

Let go of the hand that draws the bow.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow was spinning rapidly, making a sound of piercing through the air, ready to destroy the lever of the catapult.

"Ding!"

A long knife blocked the flying arrows.

Commander Yun Meng, that grand master had seen Yang An's great archery skills, so he was prepared and stood guard beside the catapult.

He easily blocked Yang An's arrow, and made a gesture of beheading Yang An.

Two burning rolling stones lifted into the air again and hit Xincheng.

On the tower, a few more holes were broken.

"General, this is too passive. If the catapults come a few more times, the tower will be destroyed."

Shi Maocai said anxiously.

Gan Zhichuan on the side also looked anxious.

Prefect Han panicked.

"In this case, let's go out of the city and fight!"

Yang An naturally knew this situation, and if he continued to wait, it would only increase the casualties on Xincheng's side and reduce morale.

"All officers and men obey my orders, open the city and go to battle."

Yang An gave an order.

"Yes!"

The soldiers replied in unison.

Yang An walked down the tower.

They still have an advantage now, that is, they still have war horses on their side.

The Yunmeng people did not come with their horses because of the rough road.

The Yunmeng people are famous for their cavalry, and the Yunmeng people who dismounted lost half of their combat strength.

The city gate of Xincheng was wide open, Yang An rode on the BMW, stretched the python's tendons and stretched the wooden hard bow to the full moon, and shot three arrows at the Yunmeng soldiers.

Immediately riding and shooting, he has naturally mastered it.

Behind them, more than a hundred cavalrymen charged, and at the end, two thousand city guards rushed out.

Now that you have decided to fight, you must fight with all your strength.

The last hundred or so cavalry drew their bows one by one within the shooting range and shot flying arrows.

Seeing this, the Yunmeng people in the distance charged over at the commander's order.

Catapults are still breaking through the city.

After shooting three times in a row and taking away more than a dozen people's lives, the Daming Suzaku was already in my hand, and slashed directly at the Yunmeng soldiers who rushed over, taking away one by one.

Beside them, Yang and Ze shared a picture of Yunmeng soldiers rushing up.

A group of Ren rode past and rushed out of a road.

The soldiers behind him followed suit.

(End of this chapter)