Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 25
Two days later.

Wang Wenzuo was awakened by the sound of an axe.

It was already dawn, and the morning light shone on his face, a little dazzling.Wang Wenzuo raised his head to cover the sun, and began to carefully observe the enemy's camp - the camp of the Baekje people spread out along the forest, and the smoke pillars rising from the campfire could be clearly seen from the watchtower. Like mushrooms after the rain, people are everywhere, some are polishing weapons, some are wearing armor, and some are making siege equipment.Of course, Wang Wenzuo knew that there were many more enemies than what he saw, and the forest blocked his sight.

"What a pity, it's snowed these two days!" Liu An's voice came from behind, a little hoarse.

"Yes, otherwise we can attack!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "But you have to try, at least you can prevent them from sleeping well!"

Liu An walked to the railing and stared at it for a while: "Sanlang, how many people do you think there are?"

"Only we saw at least 5000 people, and no one knows how many people are in the woods! After the prisoners were sent up, what echoes in the city?"

"Let's wait and move, it's gone!" Liu An spat and laughed, "It's a good thing you have something, otherwise we might not see the sun tomorrow!"

Yesterday Yuan Fei and three companions captured a prisoner, and learned from him that Fuyu Fengzhang led fifty thousand Japanese soldiers back to Baekje. Guishi Fuxin is the general on the left, and Dao Chen is the general on the right. They claim to have an army of 20 and want to retake the old capital.

"This army of 20 must be worthy!" Liu An whispered, "But once Fuyu Fengzhang comes back, the Baekje people will have a leader, and the situation will be different, not to mention there will be Japanese successors. Saburo ,You feel--"

Oh oh oh!
The sound of the horn interrupted Liu An's words, and the two turned their gazes to the enemy's camp. Due to the condescending height and the clear weather, one could clearly see the Baekje people's handsome flag slowly rising. Obviously, the enemy's general was preparing to do battle. What, there is not much time left for them.

"When the porridge is hot, send it out quickly, and there are rice balls, let everyone eat quickly, and we can fight when we are full!"

Despite his poor appetite, Wang Wenzuo stuffed his stomach to the brim. There are only 800 people in Erzagang, and the Baekje people have unlimited human resources, so they will definitely invest in new troops to consume the defenders. No one knows when the next meal will be. can eat.

"Let's attack!" Sha Zhaxiangru waved his leather whip with a tired face. He didn't pay much attention to the small camp on Erzagang—although the geographical location is very important, the size of the camp There will be no more than 1000 guards.Although it is impossible to surround it on all sides, it can be taken down before dark tomorrow at the latest. After all, the Tang army did not set fire to the forest and left him with enough wood to build various equipment needed for the siege.

With the beat of rhythmic drums, the Baekje people's front line began to move forward slowly - they were all miscellaneous soldiers, peasants holding wicker shields, rusty swords and long-handled sickles, and small landowners riding poor horses , undisciplined robbers, and half-grown children and old people recruited temporarily, only a very small number are wearing armor, and everyone is carrying earth bags and bundles of firewood. The main responsibility of these people is to consume the enemy's arrows and energy. Fill up the ditches to make way for the contingent behind.Sha Zha Xiangru gave a hutch, and turned his gaze to the east gate of Sibi City in the distance—that was the spoils worthy of him.

"It seems that the crow doesn't have to worry about lunch anymore!" Shen Faseng muttered to himself, and said what Wang Wenzuo hadn't said. He couldn't help but nodded secretly. Obviously the enemy wanted to fight a war of attrition. Guys get closer and fire, they are no threat! The scorpion is aimed at the enemy's rear, those are soldiers, these are just scum!"

Boom boom boom, the sound of the drums became denser, and the second group of Baekje people also began to move forward. Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of the drums, they spread across the fields and hillsides, hiding behind the barriers of spears and large shields , marching forward in a uniform manner, obviously, this is the real army of the Baekje people.

Even though he was no longer a rookie on the battlefield, Wang Wenzuo still felt something seep into his skin, making his fingers twitch slightly.The enemy leaders on horseback were wearing iron armor, and the sun shone on their armor leaves, reflecting the icy light. Beside them, flag heads were raised high, and he could see the flags waving in the wind One by one, the strange totems should represent the families of these Baekje noble chiefs.

"Damn it, look how many people there are, they all want us dead!" Wang Wenzuo thought to himself, he pulled out his saber, and whispered to Shen Faseng behind him: "Blow the horn!"

woo woo woo woo--!
Tang Jun's trumpet sounded, low and melodious, like a bone-piercing cold wind.Along with the sound of the trumpet, there are rows of arrows that leave the string.The front line of the Baekje people is like a wheat field swept by a sickle, and there are countless groups of people falling down.Many people fell to the ground with arrows, and their shouts turned into wailing.At this time, the second wave of attacks had fallen from the sky, and the archers put the third arrows on the bowstrings one after another.The living dropped their fagots and weapons, turned and fled backwards.

Compared with the arrows, the movement of the ballista shooting is much smaller, but the impact is not small. Standing on the watchtower, Wang Wenzuo can clearly see the knight at the front of the second Baekje formation flying off his horse. Then they fell to the ground, and the formation behind them suddenly became chaotic, followed by the second, and the third, as if an invisible giant swung a hammer, and the formation of the Baekje formation became disorganized.

"Bastard, haven't I already said that all the dregs who dare to attack the rear will be beheaded?" Sha Zha Xiangru roared angrily. Because he was in the rear, he couldn't fully see the situation in front of him, thinking it was The formation of the second formation was disrupted by the miscellaneous troops of the previous formation that were defeated by the rain of arrows.It was completely expected by him that those motley troops were crushed, but he was furious that the formation of the secondary formation was chaotic.

"Beat the drums, beat the drums faster, let the second burst hit!"

The sound of the drums hastened, as dense as arrows raining down.Although many leaders were shot and killed, under the urging of drums, the Baekje people accelerated their pace of progress. They passed through the corpses everywhere, holding heavy long cards, and rushed towards the camp.The arrows rained down, splashing blood in patches.

"All the scorpions put on heavy marks and aim at the long marks!" Shen Faseng shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)