From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

November rd.

A cavalryman galloped into Hengshui County.

The Ministry of War in the imperial court completely delegated power and handed over the military and political affairs of the entire Hengshui County to Wei Jingtang. The reason was that the county magistrate intended to flee with his family, but was beheaded in public.

On November 5th, outside Shuangmen Pass, 50,000 main forces of Beimang advanced, followed by 40,000 vassal troops and an incalculable number of refugees and laborers.

Lijiayan Fort, located on the front line, suffered a round of fierce attacks, but it was obvious that Hong Xiangyang was not very interested in this hard bone with little meat. After leaving 5,000 infantry and cavalry to garrison, the army was divided, with 30,000 infantry and 20,000 cavalry entering the Hengshui area and attacking the county city directly.

Compared with the Eastern and Western Fronts where wars also broke out, the Central Front seems to give the necessary pressure.

Therefore, Beiliang dispatched 10,000 Dragon Elephant Army troops to the border of Youzhou to prevent the fall of Yinyao County and prevent itself from being attacked from both sides.

On the sixteenth day, the sun rose early in the morning.

The commander Hu Yanzhuo led his troops to besiege Lanshui County.

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Dark clouds are covering the city. Today is a rare gloomy day after the autumn rain.

The rolling yellow sand hit the city walls, and the sound of armor and weapons colliding was extremely rough as the army advanced.

On the north wall, six hundred soldiers and two hundred personal guards each performed their duties.

Jiang Yuan looked out from the attic on the top of the city wall and saw three 15-meter-high wooden siege towers gradually advancing. Thousands of people filled the field and there was no end in sight.

Two huge rocks wrapped in flames flew in from the sky and fell into the city, smashing down several houses. The fire was raging, and County Magistrate He quickly directed the laborers to put out the fire.

The bandit who was fighting in the battle for the first time among the infantrymen clenched his sword tightly. Only at this moment did he feel that the survivors of the Spring and Autumn Period who migrated north deserved to die.

Sixty years ago, the Northern Mang people definitely did not have this level of siege technology.

Considering the possibility of diverting the river to flood the city, Lanshui County has never dug a moat since ancient times.

After seeing that the enemy was planning a head-on attack, Wei Nanshan and the other two sent messengers to ask for instructions, intending to send another 200 men, with only small cavalry units in the east, west and south.

"No, eight hundred people is the limit. Let them be wary of martial arts masters." Jiang Yuan said.

The three messengers retreated and returned to report.

The front army continued to advance. Next to the central army flag, the captain Huyan Zhuoer, who was always staring at the city wall, frowned.

The two riders left the formation and headed straight to the east to recall three young masters who came from the Northern Mang martial arts world.

The two sides were less than five hundred steps apart.

The first wave of arrows fell from the top of the city.

There were more than two hundred arrows in total. After seeing the arrows rising into the air, the vanguard centurion waved his hand, and five hundred shield-bearers each held up a large cowhide shield to protect their comrades on both sides.

This round of arrow rain killed and injured less than twenty people in total.

It's a tiny fraction of the total.

Arrows and catapults attacked each other, and after sacrificing more than a hundred people, the vanguard troops arrived at the base of the city wall and set up ladders.

Among the three great achievements in ancient times, being the first to reach the summit ranks first.

In Beimang, whoever can stand on the top of the city wall first and survive to the end can immediately be transformed from a small soldier into a powerful captain.

Hook ropes were thrown out by the strong men in the army, and the shield-bearing troops defended against the rain of arrows and launched a fierce attack with the help of ladders.

Ants attack the city.

From the top of the city wall, boiling golden juice fell. This mixture of excrement and poison could cause people to die from festering all over their bodies, and even the best doctors were helpless.

The wooden stakes and stones that had been prepared in advance fell one after another, and the casualties of the Beimang army soon exceeded those waves of arrow rain.

Jiang Yuan was just sitting in front of the attic on the top of the city wall. One of his personal soldiers tried to push down the ladder, but the weight of more than a dozen people made it impossible to push it, and his arm span was not long enough.

Another soldier pushed a round stone ball poured with kerosene from the wooden track, then kicked it out regardless of the burning. Nearly ten Beimang infantrymen were killed in an instant on the ladders and under the city walls.

Ten thousand people attacked the city, and there were thirty ladders alone.

Several personal soldiers led the county soldiers to guard one area. Because there were so many sixth-rank warriors, the enemy army was unable to attack. After swinging their swords, their armor was shattered, and the consumption of weapons increased rapidly. A stone ball wrapped in flames fell on the top of the city. This was the only time in the seven rounds of projectiles that achieved the expected effect since the start of the war.

The bodies of four personal soldiers were instantly wiped out, and more than twenty county soldiers were buried with them. The wall on the top of the city wall collapsed, and the battlements had long since collapsed and disappeared. Seeing the flaw, three ladders were set up at the same time, and two 500 masters brought their comrades to the battlefield personally.

Ning Shijian immediately led his personal soldiers and rushed forward.

There were dead bodies everywhere, but Jiang Yuan's eyes remained calm. He had seen too many similar scenes and was completely indifferent to the one before him.

Three siege towers were brought closer, specially made iron ladders were placed on the battlements, and three centurions were in command of the capture of the city.

Even though the siege tower had been set on fire by rockets, the Beimang soldiers would continue to climb up it before it collapsed.

Two captains of the personal guards were guarding each place. Jiang Yuan picked up the lance beside him, twisted his wrist, and shot out a meteor.

The siege tower on the front side immediately lost its protection, and the solid wooden house shattered into powder. Seeing this, the archery brigade concentrated its firepower.

Two swordsmen climbed up the iron ladder to the top of the city wall, each of them killed four personal soldiers with one sword, and then charged at someone in front of the attic who looked like the commander.

In Orange Prefecture, Shen’s Sword House, both father and son were second-rank officials.

This sect will even have three second-grade masters in charge in the near future, because the master has an illegitimate son who has shown great talent, and his lifelong wish is to cultivate a first-grade immortal to completely elevate the status of Jianlu.

Jiang Yuan drew out the second lance beside him, stepped forward, and smashed it down on his head without any fancy moves.

The master's face lit up with joy. He held the sword at an angle with both hands. A strong sword energy rose up, forming a small tornado on the sword.

His son immediately took out Jian Lu's famous unique martial art, the Cloud-Breaking Sword, and gathered all his sword energy at the tip of the sword, full of vigor and vitality.

Go to the water poverty and sit and watch the clouds rise.

What Shen's Sword House pursues is the ultimate killing power, and the sword intent of breaking clouds is outstanding in attacking difficulties.

But when the lance smashed down, the power of the dragon and elephant broke up the sword tornado.

The sword broke and the man was killed, and the master's head exploded like a firework.

The Cloud-Breaking Sword thrust forward and stabbed the enemy in the chest.

In one breath, energy flowed over two hundred miles. The overflowing fist force was as hard as divine armor. All the sword energy was poured out, barely creating a gap, but it could not advance an inch in front of the even stronger and tougher physique.

Jiang Yuan raised his hand and smashed the sword, the pride of the skilled swordsmith.

Mr. Shen was horrified and immediately tried to retreat, but his vision was filled with the bright moonlight.

I saw a bright moon rising suddenly, and turned into a stream of light that was held in the palm of the enemy's hand, and he punched out with a clenched fist, which did not seem like the method of a martial artist at all.

Just like melting snow, Shen's body quickly disintegrated.

The surrounding battlefield was silent.

Only a first-class master can kill two junior masters with two moves.

Pulled by the Qi, the third lance flew into the air from in front of the attic.

The fist force spreads from the palm of the hand, and the spear is brandished like a fist.

Sweep, chop, and stab.

During the three moves, the internal energy at the tip of the spear was extremely condensed, yet it was as light as water, rising and falling like clouds, unpredictable.

The Cloud-Breaking Fist was perfected, and a wisp of mist lingered.

After the sweep, twenty people were knocked off the top of the city wall.

A powerful blow split the siege tower in two.

Finally, he swung his hand and stabbed straight ahead. The lance, which was on the verge of breaking, flew several miles away, piercing the chest of a third-rank warrior and nailing him to the top of the city wall.

Jiang Yuan turned around and sat down in front of the attic again.

Beimang’s central military camp was still ten miles away from the city walls.

(End of this chapter)