Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 26 Repel
The soldiers hastily put special short rods on the slide rails of the ballista. Compared with the short rods fired earlier, these are a bit thicker, and the inside of the iron rods is filled with lead. A distance of about 100 meter is enough to penetrate siege equipment such as long cards and shield vehicles.

"put!"

"put!"

With a cry, the archer tapped the trigger, and the fiber bundle that had been twisted to the limit was suddenly released, and the huge force of the bounced crossbow arm pulled the crossbow string, ejecting the heavy standard.Breaking through the boards, iron leaves, leather, muscles, and internal organs, the people behind the long card were nailed to the ground. People shouted in horror, and dropped the long card, exposing the human body behind, and more arrows fell. Take life.

Although people continued to fall, the Baekje people rushed to the outer ditch of the camp. They threw corpses, fagots, and everything they could find into the ditch in an attempt to fill the ditch and open a road, while the rest of the people went to the camp. Tang Jun behind the wooden wall threw javelins and archery to cover his working companions.

"Very good, let the third team move forward!" Sha Zhaxiangru, the leader of the banner, was full of ambition. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, it was still developing in the direction he expected. Important details, anyway, my own team has not lost a single soldier.

"This is trying to complete all the work in one battle!"

Wang Wenzuo observed the battle situation through the perforation, and there were arrows passing over his head constantly.The Baekje people had already filled in seven or eight passages on the outer trench. The soldiers stepped on fagots and the corpses of their companions and entered the open space between the two trenches. Now there is only one inner trench between them and the ramparts. It seems that the flood is hitting the dam, and it is only a matter of time before it breaks through.

"Fa Monk, let the multi-faceted fort open the side firing holes and shoot at the enemies in front of the inner trench!"

"Yes!"

If you look down from a high altitude, the Tang army's camp is an irregular polyhedron with five protrusions, each of which is two to three meters higher than ordinary barriers. Wang Wenzuo called it a multi-faceted fort, deployed in The catapults in the multi-faced fort can form a deadly side fire on the open space between the inner and outer moats.When the Baekje people crossed the outer ditch, they crowded into the narrow space between the inner ditch and the outer ditch, like a group of ants on a hot pot. No one noticed that several perforations on the side of the multi-faceted fort were opened.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the arm of the crossbow struck the bracket covered with cowhide vigorously. Yuan Fei turned the handle vigorously to string the crossbow. Even through the thick wooden wall, he could still hear that scream, heavy Baekje people crowded and pushed each other, trying to escape the carefully set traps, but only a few could succeed, and more people were squeezed into the trenches and killed Bamboo sticks and sharp wooden stakes were pierced through the legs, and then they were trampled by their companions. The tenacity of life turned into a kind of torture here, and the faint groans from under the corpse made people shudder.

Sha Zha Xiangru's face was livid, and he could clearly see that the Baekje people were retreating. Even though the general had killed a few rout soldiers, they couldn't stop them—obviously, those guys had been frightened mad. Such people are not only incapable of fighting, but will infect fear, which will do all kinds of harm and no benefit.

"Since they are not brave enough, I have no choice but to help them!" Sha Zha Xiangru's voice was already hoarse: "Let the cavalry step forward and kill those frightened waste!"

The drums sounded, and the Baekje cavalry that had been hiding in the bushes finally appeared, like the ominous wings of a crow, they swept across the battlefield, harvesting life skillfully—but the target was not the Tang people but their own compatriots.Howling, cursing, and wailing, the rout turned and made another desperate charge against the camp, but it was in vain—most of them dispersed before they even had made it past the outer ditch, dropped their weapons, and The dense forest not far away fled, and Tang Jun didn't even bother to shoot at these deserters.

The first offensive of the Baekje people ended much earlier than expected—it was less than an hour and a half after the sound of the horn. At least [-] Baekje people were killed, and at least twice as many were injured and fled. The crows hovered over the battlefield and croaked. Compared with the crowd on both sides, they were the happiest.

"Goro! I have an idea!" Wang Wenzuo walked down the watchtower: "It can weaken the combat power of many Baekje people!"

"That's great, tell me!" Liu An showed excited eyes.

"Send an envoy to tell the people of Baekje to cease fighting for half an hour, so that both sides can clean up the battlefield and take away the corpses and wounded. They are not allowed to attack each other during this period!"

Liu An showed a puzzled look, and then smiled knowingly: "I understand, Sanlang, are you trying to lure the enemy over and shoot them with a ballista? This is really a good strategy——"

"No, no, no! It's not a trick, it's real!"

"Really?" Liu An was stunned: "Sanlang, are you kidding? They are all on the battlefield. Isn't that letting those Baekje dogs take advantage of it?"

"While they are packing up the wounded, we can retrieve the arrows and spears that were shot out, and throw out the corpses in the trench!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "And the wounded brought back can't increase the enemy's strength. Instead, people need to take care of them, and moaning and corpse odor can also damage morale!"

"That's right!" Liu An laughed, and then frowned again: "Then what if the Baekje people refuse?"

"Then we don't have any losses. Besides, how can the Baekje general refuse to take in his own wounded and dead bodies?"

"That's right, Saburo, you are always like this, giving a proposal that you can't refuse!" Liu An stroked his beard: "Then who will you send?"

Wang Wenzuo didn't answer, his eyes swept over the others, and finally stopped on Sancho: "Sancho, yes, it's you, come here!"

The sharp razor shaved the scalp, and the clumps of hair fell off, revealing the green scalp. Wang Wenzuo stood aside and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, Sancho, I never thought that you are quite destined for Buddhism!"

"Master!" Sancho's lips trembled slightly: "You asked me to pretend to be a monk, but I don't understand anything!"

"I'll teach you this!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "It's very simple. No matter what the other party asks you, you just add a sentence of 'Amitabha Buddha' or 'My Buddha is merciful' at the beginning. No one knows what you did in the past! Okay. Come on, stop talking nonsense, get some water to wash his head clean, and change his clothes!"

"Bastard deserter, damned coward!" Sha Zha Xiangru threw down his whip, his bloody face looked like a ghost: "Bring me something to drink!" A guard handed him a cup, and he only took a sip Just spit it out, and smashed the glass on the face of the unlucky guy: "Water? Fuck your water, bring the wine!"

(End of this chapter)