Chapter 903 Jedi counterattack
The sound of hooves,
Dust and smoke are everywhere.
Team after team of Tang Qi led a brigade of barbarian tribes to rush to Shiping, a county town built with three mountains, two rivers and a lake.
In front of Shiping Yacheng, Duan Yi frowned. Hearing the sound of horns sounding from all sides, his mood fell to the bottom. Last night, he easily entered the city at the beginning of the night.
From midnight to dawn, they were unable to attack Yacheng for a long time. At the beginning, they climbed the city wall, but later they couldn't even stand on the top of the city, and couldn't go up.
"Grandfather, Tang Jun is here again."
Duan Ping rushed over, "There are many Tang troops, although they haven't attacked the city yet, they have already surrounded us."
Duan Yi sighed, "The people from Tang came so fast!"
"They are all savages from the Tang people. If they hadn't tried their best to stop us for the Tang people, we would have entered the city long ago." Duan Ping said.
The dark-skinned Duan Yi rubbed his head, "We were careless. The inconspicuous watchtowers of the Tang people were unexpectedly useful. The signal was sent directly through the watchtowers, and the Tang army brigade was summoned so quickly."
"Grandfather, those barbarians who serve as dogs for the people of Tang Dynasty are still bad!" Duan Ping was very worried.
I thought that there were only two hundred Tang troops in Shiping, and they were scattered everywhere. It would be easy to take Shiping by surprise attack, but I never expected that when the battle broke out, the barbarians in the city would actually work so hard.
After attacking Yacheng in the middle of the night, those barbarians did not retreat, no more timid than the Tang people.
More and more Tang troops are coming, most of them are garrisons and patrols in the watchtowers outside the city.
"Careless!"
"Grandpa, what should we do now?" Duan Ping asked.
Duan Yi gritted his teeth. He led thousands of people from the third village of the Wume tribe to attack the village, which blocked the lives of the whole clan.
"You lead people to defend the outer city first, and I will lead people to continue attacking Yacheng. I don't believe that Yacheng can't be taken down." Duan Yi now has no way to retreat, and there is only one way to go to the dark.
"Grandpa, the watchtower in Naya City is still sending out signals from time to time, and the watchtower outside is also sending out beacon smoke. I'm afraid that more and more reinforcements will gather."
"Don't care about him, let's fight our own."
Duan Ping gritted his teeth, "Grandpa, I have an idea. Let's arrest the people in the city, regardless of the barbarians, and take them to Yacheng to force the Tang people to surrender. If they don't surrender, we will kill them all. I don't believe it. , there is no family member of the barbarian dog who helped the Tang people defend the city in Yacheng!"
"That's an idea, good!"
Now that things have happened, Duan Yi has also become ruthless and desperate.
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Outside the city.
The gathered Tang army finally decided to attack the city.
Less than 200 Tang cavalry, with more than 1,000 soil groups, and about 3,000 barbarian men who were temporarily recruited, it is actually Wu Yangyang's troops.
The young Zheng Enyang was wearing iron armor, holding a rifle, and carrying a bow on his back. Standing under the city, he was a little excited. This was the first time he participated in a siege battle. It's just to beat the dog in the water to pick up a cheap supplementary knife when participating in the chase.
Although the outer city of Shiping is not high, it is a city after all. The city is made of rammed earth and the height of the city is three feet.
From a distance, you can also see the barbarians on the city facing the enemy.
The brigade rate in charge quickly drew up a battle plan, focusing on attacking the northwest corner. The outer city wall of Shiping was not high, and it was a square city with no corners, so the corner of the city was relatively weak in firepower.
Shoot with a crossbow for cover, then use the stairs to climb the city.
Although this offensive plan seems a bit simple and crude, there is no better way for the time being. There is a message from the watchtower that it can still persist, but everyone is worried that it will not last long.
Moreover, Wu Mobu was still rampantly burning and killing in the city, and the officers could not tolerate it.
The horn sounded.
Zheng Enyang also followed the other Tang soldiers, holding a bow to the northwest corner of the city, and then lobbing at the city, covering the soldiers and rushing over with ladders.
Simple, brutal.
Wumaoman from the city also gathered here, but they obviously lacked bow and crossbow weapons, so they could only use stones, wood, sticks, etc. to smash down.
The Tang army didn’t have many crossbowmen, more than a hundred Tang troops turned into more than a hundred crossbowmen, and the barbarian group could temporarily put together more than a thousand archers, but this was far enough to suppress the fishermen of Wumobu.
Arrows fell like rain, and many fishermen in Wumebu were hit by arrows, so they threw stones everywhere to hide.
Zheng Enyang pulled the bow slightly, shot it together with his comrades, and then continued to repeat.
Ladders were erected on the city wall. Shiping City has not yet been repaired, so the moats and sheep and horse walls have not yet been built, which greatly reduces the siege.
About half an hour later.
The whistle sounded, and Yan Shizhu slapped Zheng Enyang on the shoulder, "No need to shoot anymore, the other side has already attacked, and the brigade commander told us to move to the city gate quickly and prepare to rush into the city."
Zheng Enyang hummed.
"Follow me closely in a while, be careful, don't rush too far, let's stay close, and be careful of the scheming from all sides."
Although these barbarian tribes are all nearby barbarians, after all, they have participated in training camps after being recruited, and although their equipment is not as good as the navy, it is far more uniform than before, with horizontal knives, spears, shields, and even archers. And so on have the basic configuration.
Even in terms of tactics, he has a one-two point of Tang Jun, and he knows some three-three coordination methods.
A team of three, three teams with one fire.
Wumaoman, who only has a harpoon and a hatchet, is only wearing a leather robe and hardly even a shield.
The commanding brigade rate did not send the Tang army to attack the city from the beginning to the end, but let them cover it with bows and crossbows. For the brigade rate, every soldier of the Tang army is precious, and it would be too wasteful to use it to attach to the city up.
It’s okay if some of the Manding die, but if the Tang army dies too many, this patchwork of thousands of soldiers and horses may collapse.
Good steel must be used on the blade.
The gate of the city was finally opened by the mounds that invaded the city. Yan Shizhu immediately called Zheng Enyang to rush in with the brigade.
"Hold up the shield and protect your head carefully. We have iron armor on our bodies. As long as we don't hurt our head and face, it's not a big deal to get hit by one or two arrows or get hacked a few times. Remember."
Zheng Enyang quickly followed suit.
He shielded himself with a cowhide shield in one hand, and still held his long spear in the other hand, with the horizontal knife hanging on his waist, and the bow and arrow on his back.
The heavy armor on his body gave him a sense of security at this time.
Especially the two round guards on the chest and back, even if the barbarian's harpoon is on the front, they can protect the vitals from injury.
Compared with most of the soldiers who don't even have a piece of cowhide, if they are much stronger.
On the battlefield, even if a soldier with armor is injured, it is generally not a big deal, and sometimes even being beaten by a group can survive for a while.
Without armor, any dagger can kill you.
The footsteps were noisy, shouting and killing everywhere.
Zheng Enyang trotted forward with his companions, armor clattering.
Through the not-so-wide city gate, there are battlefields everywhere.
The one in the gray robe is the vassal of the Tang army. Although the color is not as bright and conspicuous as the red of the navy, it is still uniform.
On the contrary, those Wu Momans looked a bit messy.
Just entering the city, a team of Wuma Manding is rushing from elsewhere, trying to take back the city gate.
The brigade leader waved his sword with his hand, and the crossbowmen in front immediately raised their bowstrings, and their arrows flew together, shooting several barbarians to the ground.
The knife players behind were also unambiguous, and immediately rushed forward with their shields in hand.
"Follow me," Lao Yan yelled to Zheng Enyang, and rushed forward with a long lance, Zheng Enyang hurriedly followed behind with a lance.
Old Yan's burly and fat body directly bumped into a rushing barbarian, like a mountain top, the rifle pierced fiercely into the barbarian's body, the leather robe could not resist the fierce infantry like the rifle As the main weapon, Lao Yan didn't pull out the rifle in a hurry, but held the lever and pushed the barbarian forward like this. Instead, he regarded the barbarian as a weapon.
Several barbarians were knocked away and scattered.
Zheng Enyang gritted his teeth, his eyes widened and his heart beat violently. Seeing a barbarian in front of him, he stabbed at him without any time to think.
This lance has been practiced thousands of times in normal training.
Use all your strength and stab hard.
Almost became an inertial movement.
It's just that this time it's different from the usual training, the spear stabbed out, encountered resistance, and then continued to move forward, and then the spear was stuck in the barbarian's body, the barbarian spat out blood, but held on tightly to his Don't let go.
Another Man Ding rushed forward with a harpoon.
Zheng Enyang didn't even have time to react.
Watching the man rushing closer and closer, but still subconsciously pulling out his spear.
Yan Shizhu roared, gave up the spear in his hand, drew out the horizontal knife and slashed at him, the man staggered a few steps and finally fell in front of Zheng Enyang.
"What are you stunned for?" Old Yan yelled at Zheng Enyang, which made Zheng Enyang very ashamed, and he forgot to throw away his spear and draw his sword just now.
Another Man Ding rushed forward, Zheng Enyang resolutely gave up pulling out the lance, and drew out the horizontal knife directly, and with a loud roar, he became more courageous and rushed over.
Split the harpoon with one knife, keep in mind the knife technique during training, quickly change moves, and make another knife with the backhand, turning the slash into a stab.
He stabbed with a knife, then clenched his fist, and slammed the barbarian's face hard again, ignoring the pain in the fist, and the man's teeth falling out, and then raised his big foot and kicked hard at the man again. The man pulled out the knife from his abdomen.
A set of movements is smooth and flowing, done in one go.
The man staggered back, Zheng Enyang rushed over with the knife in hand, and continued to slash with the knife.
Until he was caught by the arm.
"That man is almost chopped into meat paste, and now his mother won't recognize him, so save some effort!" Yan Shizhu reminded him.
Zheng Enyang regained his sanity and returned to clarity. Just now, he was completely berserk.
Lao Yan stepped forward, pulled Zheng Enyang's rifle from a barbarian's corpse, and handed it back to him, "When you are desperate, remember to look around, don't be left alone, hurry up, the team is coming forward .”
Zheng Enyang looked back at the corpses on the ground, let out a long breath, took the step and hurriedly followed.
(end of this chapter)