The life of the Xianyu family through books

Chapter 819: Car OUT
The sky is high and the clouds are wide.

As far as the eye can see, the blue of the sky and the green of the fields transition smoothly, without distinction between you and me.

The breeze brought a little noisy sound.

More and more black spots appear where blue and green meet.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The sound of war drums.

It was as if the fast-forward switch had been pressed.

All the people on both sides of the enemy started running as fast as they could.

The nimble little fat boy ran toward the city wall, shouting loudly.

"Yan's army, listen up! Remember what I said, don't forget a single word!"

The Yan family soldiers were nervous but well-organized. Upon hearing this, they couldn't help but think of the repeated orders from their young general.

No matter how great the achievements are, saving your life is the most important.

As long as you are alive, why are you afraid that you have not made any contribution?

The battlefield is a meat grinder, and the meat wrapped in it will always be minced.

Move tactically and maintain formation.

Don't kill the leader! All actions are under command!

Remember the sign language of the command flag.

Follow your captain closely!
Yan Jiajun, who was standing at the back, had a gloomy face.

The spears in their hands were clenched tightly and were covered with sweat.

It's not like they had fought with the Xirong before, but this was the first time they had fought on such a large scale.

It's inevitable that you feel unsure.

I could only recite General Yan's slogans over and over again.

As I keep carrying things, I either forget this or make mistakes in that.

He simply gave up reciting the poem and stared at the captain of his team with his whole body tense and without blinking.

The team leaders are under more pressure.

The spear team will not charge out immediately. The first to attack are the crossbow team, who use a large number of bows and arrows to suppress the speed of the enemy's charge, disrupt the enemy's formation, and provide them with a better tactical vision and a more suitable time to attack.

The enemy is in chaos, but I am not.

Be steady and ruthless when you strike.

The team leader was also silently reciting in his heart, looking towards the rebel army with eyes like an eagle.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Thousands of arrows flew towards us.

The rebels wanted to shoot the Guanzhou troops so that they could not show their heads out from within the city walls.

The defenders had to shoot quickly in order to kill the enemy's brave soldiers who could run faster than horses.

Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
Catapult attack!
Stones of gradually standardized sizes flew into the sky, and after reaching a critical point, they landed quickly, and the anchor point was exactly the enemy's catapult, which was almost the same size.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"

The general commanding the catapults shouted at the top of his lungs.

They were only one step away from throwing the stone, but unfortunately, they had lost the initiative and had to give up this round of attack. Several people worked together to quickly pull the catapult backwards.

"Add some kerosene!"

Furious at not being able to win this battle, the general decided to use his trump card in advance.

The soldiers holding kerosene barrels moved nimbly among their comrades.

Kerosene is somewhat dangerous and is usually kept in hidden and safe places.

It has to be used as it is, there is no way to prepare it in advance.

The stone was covered with a layer of sticky mud, rolled in pebbles, and finally doused with kerosene.

The unrecognizable stone thrower probably never thought that after being knocked from a big stone into a medium-sized stone, he would have the opportunity to gain weight in an alternative way...

"Get ready to throw stones!" The stone was put up.

"Anchor!" Aim at the target.

"Light it up!" Burn, burn it up! (Shitouzizi: Transform!)
"Fire!" Flint attacks!
boom!
boom!
boom!
bingo!

One could see with the naked eye that one of the rebel catapults was on fire.

The burning fire was the source of their excitement.

The crowd cheered.

"Whoever just anchored it was damn accurate!" The general who gave the order grinned. "Come again, come again!"

He glanced at the small camp of new arrivals not far away.

He shook his head secretly, looking at how nervous those recruits were. They would be better off not to drop their pants in fright when they charge over.

"Battering ram! The rebels' battering ram is coming!"

"Release the rockets! Quick!"

The archer quickly changed arrows.

The rebels seized this brief opportunity and advanced more than ten feet.

Yan Yu's eyebrows were knotted when she saw this.

This is too slow.

The rebels' battering rams were larger and taller than the ones Yan Yu had captured before.

The advantage is definitely that there are more soldiers hidden, and the disadvantage is probably that it is inconvenient to move and the speed is a bit slow. However, the process of advancing steadily with an unmatched momentum has indeed put a lot of pressure on the soldiers on the battlefield.

The rebels hiding in the battering rams included archers and swordsmen, who coordinated seamlessly in long-range and close combat. They were covered with thick cowhide that could block sharp blades and were not afraid of fire attacks.

Yan Yu also heard that the rebels' battering ram was loaded with a thick and long log with a sharpened front. Once the battering ram was driven to the city gate, the log would bang against the gate with a loud bang, and the city gate would not be able to withstand a few hits.

We can't let the battering ram rush over.

The Yan family army developed special tactics to deal with battering rams.

The ladders of the Yan family army moved, and with them a large number of catapults were advancing.

The latter was advancing while loading stones. The man who served as the eyes of the trebuchet stood on the narrow wooden pole of the machine body, holding the pole with one hand, his body swaying constantly, and gesticulating in the air with the other hand.

Yan Yu looked forward to it.

Staring intently at the ground below.

"stop!"

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The man who was shaking the pole finally stopped and shouted loudly!

One catapult stopped, and then all the catapults stopped one after another.

"put!"

“Release!” “Release!”

The sounds came one after another, with almost no difference between them.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

There was a series of sounds of stones falling to the ground.

"Not a single one of them was hit?!"

I don’t know which one it was, but he had the loudest voice and expressed the thoughts of all the Guanzhou troops.

What the hell is this!

"I can piss more accurately than them!"

This guy never stops complaining.

Everyone agreed with him, and if they weren't in the middle of a war, they would have really wanted to agree with him.

The dust cleared.

The guy who just spoke too quickly almost wanted to slap himself in the face.

"Damn it, it turned out to be a traffic jam! Hey! Why didn't I think of that!"

All I saw was that the stones thrown by Xiao'anying's catapults were concentratedly hitting the front, left, and right directions of the battering rams, forming an encirclement that blocked several battering rams.

Stone Boys: Hey! Da Chong Chong, you are surrounded!

The assault vehicle was forced to stop.

Xiao'anying's ladder arrived at the battlefield.

Within range.

I am tall and my enemy is short.

The advantage is mine!

Arrows whizzed past, pinning the people in the battering ram down inside, and they dared not show their heads.

"Raise your shield and follow me!"

The one who led by example was no other than Luo Er.

He shouted to others to raise their shields, and he himself held two swords in his hands.

When they got close, the shieldman had not yet arrived, so they rushed into the car and pried open a hole, then poked a spear out from inside.

Luo Er frowned and chopped forward with his right knife without mercy.

The tip of the gun tilted, exposing the gap.

Luo Er dropped the sword from his left hand and pushed off the ground with his foot, combining the bow and horse into one.

A long sword whistled through the air.

He stabbed accurately and ruthlessly into the briefly exposed gap.

"what!"

A dull cry of pain came from within the cowhide.

When the shield holder is in place, squat instead of standing.

He took out the flying hook from his waist and swung it towards the cowhide.

If you're lucky, you can hook it in no time.

If you are unlucky, just try a few more times.

Once hooked, the shieldman steps on the other end of the flying hook and presses it down with his whole body weight.

The helper came in quickly.

Several people pulled together.

Cowhide cannot be torn apart, but it can be peeled off.

Without any cover, the people in the car would be sitting ducks.

As for the battle, it’s all just my imagination~
Don't take it too seriously.

I had fun writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it~
Love you guys (`)