The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 125 The city wall is in danger
The Ming army and the rebel army were poorly equipped. The few equipment they had were ladders and chariots. The chariots were held above their heads and people were hidden underneath. In this way, even if stones and arrows fell, there was nothing they could do to them.

There were rebels and Ming troops clinging to the edge of the city wall. They kept raising the ladders and climbing up. As long as they climbed up, they would win.

Fortunately, there are many of them.

As time went by, the corpses around them were piling up. Many of the corpses were beyond recognition and their original appearance could not be recognized. However, they discovered that the attacks on the city wall were weakening.

Still the same problem, although the city wall in Yanchuan County is tall, it is not wide. The city wall is low and can be built upwards. The amount of work is not large, but if the city wall is narrow, there is not much that can be done unless it takes time to widen it.

At present, there are not many defensive objects piled on the walls of Yanchuan County, and there are many things that take up space, such as rolling logs and big rocks.

Although these things are indeed useful, if they are smashed down, a person on the ladder can fall halfway down.

But not many people were smashed to death. The unlucky ones were all the first one, or the unlucky ones below who were unfortunately hit on the head.

These things were thrown down, and the death toll of the rebel and Ming armies was not that exaggerated.

Liu Zhenhua frowned and watched. His previous imagination of the war was too exaggerated. He felt that hundreds of people would die when the arrows rained down, and many people died every minute on the city wall.

But in fact, human life is not that fragile, and the lethality of weapons is not as high as he imagined.

At present, there are no more than [-] dead soldiers in the south of the city alone, and they have fired at least five rounds of arrows, and half of the bricks, stones, and rolling logs on the city wall have also been thrown down.

The only good news is that no one on the city wall is dead yet. Although there are some injured by bows and arrows on the shoulder, those are only minor injuries.

Liu Zhenhua's remaining reputation is enough to consume the arrows.

The people below were climbing up the city wall one after another as if they were endless.

Liu Zhenhua stared behind him, as thousands of people came roaring towards the south of the city.

"Do you want me to mobilize the surrounding troops and make the defenders exhausted?"

Liu Zhenhua stared at the thousands of troops that had been added. Although he didn't know the art of war, this situation often happened when playing games. The classic MOBA game is to help the strong but not the weak, and not to be led by teammates.

Facing those thousands of people, an inexperienced person would definitely feel that the pressure in the south of the city has increased sharply and that people from other directions need to be mobilized to rush for reinforcements. However, Liu Zhenhua knows that this does not have to be the case. Most of the defenders in the south of the city are heavenly soldiers, 50.00% of the heavenly soldiers. It's all here.

He had long sensed that the opponent would use such tactics, so he made such an allocation.

Facing the additional 1000 people, Chengnan can still withstand the pressure.

"He didn't mobilize the defenders from other directions?"

Yang He and the three of them all looked surprised. The person who sent the order told them that the personnel on the city wall in front had not changed much and were still defending in their respective directions. They had already begun to climb the city wall. As long as the opponent's defense equipment was exhausted, they would be defeated. You can enter the next stage of the siege - hand-to-hand combat on the city wall.

By then, their teams will continue to climb the city wall, and it is only a matter of time before they capture it.

As they had guessed, Xiang Yong on the city wall had already discovered that there were not many things around to take advantage of, and most of the casualties caused by the crossbows were directly shot by the crossbowmen.

Almost all of them were shooting arrows against the opponent's Tianling Gai. The opponent's death toll was rising sharply, but the distance to the city wall was getting closer and closer.

There wasn't much the defenders could do except keep knocking down the ladders that had been put up on the wall.

However, it is not easy to push a seven-meter-long ladder with three or four people standing on it.

The rebels below the city had their eyes red and were climbing up frantically. Two or three of the country warriors behind the battlements of the city wall grabbed the ends of the ladder and tried to push it down, but someone had already climbed up to their faces and pushed their mouths with one hand. He held the knife in his hand, and with red eyes he was about to slash at the person in front of him who was about to push the ladder.

That Xiang Yong could only watch as the knife got closer and closer to him, and he saw that casualties were about to appear on the city wall.

"puff!"

The sharp blade passed by, and the head of the rebel holding the hatchet suddenly fell to the ground, rolling down, and the headless body fell to the ground.

The people around looked forward and saw a figure wearing light armor and holding a Mo Dao standing on the city wall. The Mo Dao in his hand was still dripping with blood.After throwing the last stone and rolling the last log, the Mo Dao team finally picked up the Mo Dao they carried on their backs.

"Push the ladder! Kill with weapons! Shoot three meters from the crossbowman's wall!"

Liu Zhenhua changed the general direction of the battle. Without the equipment to defend the city, he could only fight hand-to-hand. The crossbowman could shoot the enemy three meters in front of the city wall and intercept the enemy's steps to add people to the wall.

There is a Mo Dao Shou standing on the city wall. There is a Mo Dao Shou on almost every few wall battlements in Nancheng. The brave ones who are skilled in martial arts stand on the city battlements, keeping the center of the horse stance, waving the Mo Dao downwards. The person who climbed up slashed, but within a short time, bows and arrows came.

The man only felt a strong force coming from behind, and he was pulled down. The arrow flew past his scalp. Liu Zhenhua kicked him, "If you don't care about your life, just stay below and hit him."

More people were holding Mo Dao and stabbing downwards with the surrounding spearmen.

The nearly three-meter-long spear could almost hit a person halfway up the ladder.

With the protection of wooden shields, the soldiers can output well.

The local warriors took steel bars and smashed them down, stabbing them.

The bed crossbow was still firing. The bed crossbow on the south wall fired a total of ten rounds, killing at least 60 people in total.

This is almost equivalent to half of the number of enemies killed on the city wall battlefield.

This powerful crossbow arrow made Yang He frightened when he looked at it from behind.

Luckily there were only two.

The battle on the city wall was intense, but it could be seen that the attacking side was gradually gaining the upper hand. They had too many people and not enough defenders.

As the death toll increased, someone finally climbed up the city wall. Although his legs were chopped off by Mo Daoshou the next second and he fell down, a hole was already opened.

Two or three people immediately took the opportunity to climb up and rushed towards the surrounding soldiers with knives.

A red-tasseled gun appeared in Liu Zhenhua's hand, and he knocked one of them to the ground. Then he came to the edge of the city wall and looked at the people who were still climbing up. He took the gun and immediately stabbed the man's body, and then killed him. He lifted it open and turned the corner of the ladder forcefully, cutting off the other party's steps to continue climbing.

Panting, he glanced towards the bottom of the city wall. There were dense crowds of people, almost people sitting next to each other, waiting to climb up.

Suddenly an idea flashed in Liu Zhenhua's mind, "Bring some straw and find some quilts."

He came to the inside of the city wall and called out to the villagers below who rushed over to help like ants. Those people were transporting stones and wood to the city wall, but they were unable to do anything.

When someone saw the Kitchen King shouting something, they immediately did it.

Quilts were hard to find. After searching around a lot, someone brought them to Liu Zhenhua with a bed of quilts. Straw was much easier to find. Half of the houses in Yanchuan County are made of wood and straw. For the house, they only need to use local materials to build a lot of straw.

The villagers didn't know what Liu Zhenhua wanted these things for. After leaving these materials behind, Liu Zhenhua asked them to pick up weapons and join the defense of the city wall.

Liu Zhenhua took a look and saw that the city wall was in some danger, and even the people operating the crossbows were engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

The crossbowmen were also shooting at the people climbing up the battlements.

There are an extra thousand Ming troops on the front wall, which is too much pressure.

Yang He stroked his beard when he heard the news from the front line, "Yes, what a Stove King, nothing more."

He finally felt better. Now he was about to break the city and capture the Kitchen King. It could be said that his recruitment plan was half successful.

Du Wenhuan and Hong Chengchou also breathed a sigh of relief. There was something strange about this city wall. Whether it was the powerful crossbows or the crossbowmen, they did not look like simple bandits. They were almost as good as some frontier army equipment. At the moment, The city wall was about to be taken down, and they could finally let go of their worries.

Liu Zhenhua stared at the quilt and straw in front of him. The city wall was in danger and there were densely packed people under the city. He wanted to make an earthen Molotov cocktail to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)