Guarding Beiliang, the opening summons the Luowang organization

Chapter 136: Wind and Snow Night Raid Camp [Ask for subscription, ask for a monthly pass].

Outside the same source city.

After listening to the words of the soldiers under him, Fan Sheng only felt cold all over his body, and the heavens and the earth were bleak.

He now knows where the Northern Liang Army of the same origin is, and his feelings are kicking his old nest!

Just when he was about to fight to the death with the Northern Liang Army on his back, the Northern Liang Army had already given up the same origin and quietly touched the vicinity of Baocheng.

When he took most of the troops in the city with him, he immediately took the opportunity to start attacking the city.

And all this, he Fan Sheng knew nothing, still under the same origin city and an empty city, where he fought wits and courage for half a day. It’s a shame!

Cao Fei, the second leader on the side, was also speechless, and finally saw that the surrounding atmosphere was really a little depressed, so he took the lead and said: “The big boss, what do we do now?” Want to go back and snatch the city back? ”

When Fan Sheng heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, “Of course, I have to snatch it back!” That’s our lair! And we also have to avenge the old four and the fifth! ”

So, Fan Sheng turned his head with the people, the front army as the rear army, the rear army as the front army, and began to rush back to Baocheng.

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When Fan Sheng returned to his hometown of Zhaocheng with people, he found that the banner on the city wall had indeed been changed.

Moreover, there are dried up and uncleaned blood stains on the city wall, which proves that there was indeed a fierce battle here 04 Dou City Wall, and the Xiaowu army had long ago discovered that the cloth army had returned and was ready to start a war at this moment.

Qian Laosan led the people out on horseback and shouted at the Xiaowu army on the city wall: “You Northern Liang are despicable and shameless!” Don’t dare to confront us head-on, actually engage in a sneak attack! There is a kind of out of a battle! We have the best to say! It’s also a matter of life and death! ”

The Xiaowu army in the city was not moved, and did not pay attention to Qian Laosan at all. Soldiers, sophistry also.

I thought that it was a fight in the rivers and lakes, and it was a frontal confrontation, and even if it was a fight in the rivers and lakes, the means may not be clean. Therefore, for Qian Laosan’s words, the generals and soldiers of the Xiaowu Army took it as.

Seeing his shout, Qian Laosan actually did not respond at all, and suddenly said angrily: “A group of rats!” Dare to come out and fight with us! ”

A general of the Xiaowu Army drew a bow and an arrow and aimed at Qian Laosan, who was cursing. Collapse!

An arrow feather swept through the hunting cold wind, like a silver light shooting straight towards Qian Lao’s three-sided gate.

Qian Laosan was originally cursing, and when he saw a silver light flying towards him, he was shocked in his heart, and he lowered his head without thinking. The arrow did not hit Qian Laosan, but it shot off the hood on his head.

This scared Qian Laosan into a cold sweat, if he reacted a little slower, then his little life would be directly gone. So Qian Laosan didn’t dare to say more, and hurriedly went back in embarrassment, where did he dare to continue to shout.

“Great…. The big boss, this Northern Liang Army is the stone in the toilet, it is smelly and hard, no matter what I say, they just don’t say a word. ”

After Qian Laosan returned, he immediately reported to Fan Shengyu.

In fact, without his report, Fan Sheng had already seen Fang Cai’s scene.

Fan Sheng knew that the Northern Liang army would not fight them to the death, so he did not talk nonsense and directly ordered to start attacking the city.

This time, the cloth army originally brought a lot of siege equipment, originally thinking of attacking Tongyuan City, who knew that it was actually used in his hometown.

Seeing this, the Xiaowu army in charge of defending the city was also unceremonious, and directly ordered the arrows to be released. For a while, arrows rained down, and the battle was once again staged in Baocheng.

The cloth army is different from the Huang Tianjun, and every soldier of the cloth army wears protective gear to some extent, but the system is not uniform and very chaotic.

There are very few iron armors in the Eight Classics, most of them are leather armor or bamboo armor, rattan armor and the like, and most of them only protect the body, and there are no arm armor skirt armor and the like.

But in any case, it is better to have it than nothing, at least the defense is still there.

Against the rain of arrows in the sky, the soldiers of the cloth-clothed army frantically rushed to the wall of the city of Baocheng, and they rushed and killed for nearly half an hour before finally touching the wall of the city.

It’s just that the real horror is only now officially beginning.

When the first cloth-clothed soldier to climb the wall of the city rejoiced, he was greeted by the cold and merciless swords and guns of the Xiaowu army. Under the strong combat effectiveness of the Xiaowu army, the cloth army rushed to the city wall several times, but it was pushed back.

It is obviously a wall apart, but this wall is full of corpses and blood, and countless lives have fallen into this wall compartment.

The battle continued until the evening, when the sky fell and the walls of the city were still firmly in the hands of the Xiaowu army. Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Fan Sheng had no choice but to collect the troops and make plans.

This time, Fan Sheng finally saw the terrifying combat power of the Northern Liang Army, and his 600,000 clothed army, under the desperate impact, could actually stand still.

To be honest, through this battle, Fan Sheng no longer had much confidence in being able to recapture Zhaocheng.

But if he retreated, Fan Sheng was not willing, because the family wealth he had accumulated with great difficulty was all in the city, and those were all he had worked hard to grab in the past two years.

As a result, all of them became other people’s wedding clothes, which was really uneven.

In the evening, before resting, Fan Sheng also specially inspected the camp, and ordered all the soldiers to be vigilant to prevent the night attack of the Northern Liang army.

Although Fan Sheng would not fight much, he still knew that there was such a thing as a “night attack”. It’s just that Fan Sheng knows about the night attack, but it may not be of any use.

At dusk, the darkness of heaven and earth was the deepest at this time, and the sky was dark and there was not even a trace of light, and 557 snowflakes fluttered in the second half of the night.

At this time, people are sleepy and cold, plus it is almost dawn, where does the group of “rookies” of the cloth army know that this time is the most dangerous, they all think that after the night, the sky is almost dawn, and the Northern Liang Army naturally cannot attack the camp again.

After all, this ghost weather, cold death individual, this time period, must be hiding in the bed to sleep warmly, who is okay at this time to run out to blow the cold wind.

This idea is not wrong, and it is generally true, after all, for the party defending the city, they only need to defend the city, and they may not choose to attack the camp.

After all, in this big winter, the wind is really cold, and the cold knife scrapes on the skin, as if the knife has chopped.

Just as the cloth-clothed soldiers guarding the camp yawned and rubbed their hands, the ground suddenly shook, and there was a thunderous sound in the sky.

This frightened the patrol officers of the cloth-clothed army, and they quickly gathered their spirits and tried to look into the distance with wide eyes.

Although their eyesight was not good at night due to malnutrition, they could also see a long fire dragon coming towards their camp.

In the light of the fire, the soldiers of the cloth-clad army vaguely saw a group of cavalry dressed in black armor rushing towards their camp. Raid the camp!

The enemy has attacked the battalion!

In the wind and snow, the soldiers of the tiger and leopard riding looked grim, and the icy cold wind blew through, and not only the military flag fluttered, but also the endless killing chance.