Chapter 365 Assassination of Volume C
"The soldiers of the Kuai family will not come here, and they will only run north if they want to go. These are Han people, Liu Baichuan and Liu Dongyang." He Zhisheng gritted his teeth and said: "The one on the left belongs to Liu Dongyang, and the one on the right belongs to Liu Baichuan. of."
"Liu Dongyang is here too?" Feng Ziying was surprised. Among the major rebel leaders, apart from Kuaibai, Liu Dongyang was even more important than Kuaibai. Although Kuaibai and his son controlled more troops than Liu Dongyang, But it was Liu Dongyang who really played a key role.
"It looks like we haven't arrived yet. Liu Baichuan should be in charge here. Look under that flag, it may be Liu Baichuan." He Zhisheng was a little sad, "Da Lang, I'm afraid we can't withstand the strength of Liu Dongyang and Liu Baichuan." They are all the elites of the rebels, much stronger than Tu Wenxiu and Xu Chao’s troops.”
"They only have 8,000 people. As long as they can withstand two or three rounds of attacks, they can hope to defend." Feng Ziying didn't expect that this guy would become pessimistic so early, and she felt a little anxious. She was not good at commanding on the spot, so she still You have to rely on this kind of military commander.
"The matter has come to this, I'm afraid we only have one chance." He Zhisheng's eyes moved down the city wall, shaking his head, "Da Lang, it's not me who will destroy my ambition and increase the enemy's prestige. There are eight thousand elites, and we only have less than three thousand. Even if If you can survive today, you will not be able to survive tomorrow. This is because the rebels will not have follow-up troops to follow up. Liu Dongyang has not arrived yet. If he arrives, the rebel army will definitely exceed 10,000 people!"
"I have asked Mr. Zhang to temporarily put down his inspection of the city and ask him to go to the city to gather all the people who can fight. There seem to be many wealthy gentry and wealthy merchants in Ganzhou City, and each family has their own guard servants. At least we can gather another three to five hundred people who can fight..."
"It's not of much use. It's okay for these people to show off their power in a small way. But when they really go into battle, they will collapse faster than anyone else when they see blood." For these guards who have never experienced a battle, He Zhisheng He knew virtue very well, and with a look of disdain on his face, he shook his head repeatedly, "Hey, forget it, it's fine if you can get me to make up for it, let's talk to everyone's satisfaction."
Feng Ziying knew that she was not good at this kind of war, and how to fight it depended on people like He Zhisheng. However, what He Zhisheng said was indeed reasonable. If other variables were not added, it would be a matter of time before Ganzhou City was destroyed.
People in the city are now panic-stricken, and the news of Ma Xia's escape has not yet spread. Once everyone in the city knows that the guarding general has fled, the situation will probably get worse.
And I’m afraid this news won’t be kept secret for long.
The city wall of Ganzhou is not very high. Due to the special geographical environment and climate, it is basically made of earth walls. Only some areas are surrounded by brick walls. The south gate is the lowest due to the terrain, and it became the choice of the rebels to break through. place.
Seeing that the siege ladders slowly began to gather, He Zhisheng had no time to pay attention to Feng Ziying and began to issue orders.
Each of the four city gates of Ganzhou City has three Weiyuan cannons. In fact, they should be regarded as imitation Fran machine cannons. Feng Ziying only took a cursory look and knew that this thing was unreliable. It was even covered with iron hoops on the outside. As soon as the lover saw it, he couldn't help but want to hide aside, otherwise he might be killed.
The archers were in position early, and the mace and rolling logs and stones were quite ready.
The main force of the defense was the more than a thousand Gaotai soldiers brought by He Zhisheng. It was obvious that He Zhisheng believed more in the soldiers he had trained by himself.
As a guerrilla general with a force of three thousand troops, only these more than a thousand people can be brought out from the high platform. In addition to eating empty pay, the others are old and weak and cannot be used.
With the sound of war drums sounding outside the city, rebel soldiers, densely packed like ants, finally began to trot, shouting and roaring, holding shields, swords and guns high, and carrying ladders as they surged forward.
This is already the seventeenth century, but here, it is still an era dominated by cold weapon warfare. Perhaps the loud noises of three-eyed fire cannons that occasionally sound can tell that this is already the seventeenth century.
The archers immediately covered the area within 20 feet of the city. The number was too small and sparse, and they could not cause much hindrance to the rebels who launched the charge. Once the ladder was attached to the city wall, a truly cruel attack and defense would begin. The war has entered a substantive stage.
This is the first time for Feng Ziying to witness the cold weapon war of this era with her own eyes.
As expected, the three Fran cannons only made a few loud noises before going completely silent. One exploded, killing four operators on the spot, and the other two cannons died after spitting a few rounds. It is difficult to maintain because of gunpowder.
The barrel of the cannon will overheat after a few rounds of firing and the heavy body is difficult to move, which directly results in this thing being more of a display item. Even the soldiers who operate it do not really regard this thing as a useful thing.
Dozens of ladders were finally successfully attached to the city wall. The soldiers who crazily climbed up the ladders with red eyes were constantly beheaded at the top of the city, or directly stabbed off the city head in advance.
Occasionally, one or two brave soldiers would board the city. What was waiting for them was a swarm of elites several times their size. They would be shot with arrows, stabbed with spears, and hacked with swords and axes. They would never give them any chance to breathe, and they would be completely killed. On the city wall.
This is also the multiple culling teams specially arranged by He Zhisheng.
This may be the main reason why He Zhisheng was willing to defend the city after observing the situation.
Another factor is that after the special envoys of the warlord arrive, if as a guerrilla general he is unwilling to even defend the city and then run away, I am afraid that unless he flees from outside the territory, he will be waiting for his strict military laws, and he will even be implicated. Home.
I have to say that He Zhisheng's move was quite effective. In just one hour, Feng Ziying saw no fewer than ten people being chopped into **** gourds and thrown over the city wall right under his nose. This also directly affected the enemy. Army morale.
As a young man who is about to turn sixteen, or an official who has been an official for decades in his previous life, no matter what his identity is, Feng Ziying has never seen such a **** scene happening in front of her. Following his own nightmare, he felt that he really didn't have the guts to face all this at such a close distance.
Feng Ziying doesn’t know how much, 30%, or 50% of the martial arts skills that she usually boasts of daring to fight can be used in this kind of **** fight to the death?
The battle became more and more intense. Seeing two rebel soldiers climbing in from the crenellations of the city wall one after another, Feng Ziying could no longer hold back, "Hulik, Qiabu, come on!"
Several soldiers who surrounded them were easily broken through by the opponent and then killed. Feng Ziying knew that this time they were probably elites specially selected by the rebels to break through.
Hu Li Ke and Qia Bu are Ye Bu Shuang who are responsible for protecting Feng Ziying.
They are not used to this kind of "bodyguard" duty of standing aside. They watch helplessly as there are killings within a few feet around them, but they cannot participate in the battle.
Feng Zuo specifically told the two of them that no matter what happens, their only responsibility is to protect Feng Ziying. If the situation goes wrong, they will directly protect Feng Ziying and leave.
At this time, under Feng Ziying's order, the two men only hesitated for a moment before flying forward. Their sharp sword skills and cunning and fierce angles forced the two men back to the crenellations of the city wall in just a few seconds. The archers who followed came and fired intensively, killing these two people on the spot.
With her blood boiling, Feng Ziying couldn't help but want to join the battle group. With such generosity and excitement, the story of the **** battle at the top of Ganzhou City is undoubtedly the dream that every man longs for.
While she was thinking freely, Feng Ziying saw a look of fear and anger on the face of Hu Liq, who was a few feet away. "Be careful!"
Subconsciously, he turned to the side and raised the narrow-edged knife in his hand to block it. The fierce knife directly knocked the narrow-edged knife in Feng Ziying's hand to the ground. The sharp and cold blade almost passed by Feng Ziying's shoulder.
Feng Ziying didn't have time to think too much. She rolled on the spot and dodged the second knife that followed immediately. The blade of the knife penetrated the ground three-thirds of the way, causing a burst of sparks to fly!
Seeing a black shadow coming towards her face, Feng Ziying didn't have time to think too much, she turned slightly sideways and lightly clasped her hands.
"Bang!" A cloud of smoke was released, and the face of the man flying in the air showed a look of surprise and pain. A **** arrow shot up from his neck. His body fell to the ground, struggled for a while, and then fell softly. land.
“The traitor seeks death!”
Another guy following closely behind was intercepted in the air by another figure who had just arrived and jumped up from the approach road. The swords crossed and sparks flew. Along with a green sword shadow passing by, the figure dressed as an ordinary porter The guy fell to the ground and covered his neck. He stared at the young man in front of him who was wearing a scholar's light robe and fell to the ground.
At this time, the panicked Hulik and Chabu arrived. Seeing the young man with the sword in his hand, they quickly put on an offensive and defensive posture, protecting Feng Ziying behind them.
At this time, Zhang Jin's figure also appeared, leading a group of men in motley clothes, who were probably soldiers recruited from the big families in the city to protect their families.
"What did you use just now? Was it a firecracker?" The young man in front of him, Lang Ying, was full of energy and looked at Feng Ziying in surprise. "Why didn't I see you lighting the match rope? And it was so fast?"
Feng Ziying knew that the young man in front of him had saved her life, otherwise it would have been difficult to dodge the subsequent assassin's blow.
Indicating to Hu Li Ke and Qia Bu not to be nervous, Feng Ziying smiled and said, "Thank you for saving your life. This is a self-generated firecracker, no need to light a match rope."
"You don't need to use a match rope? Then what should you use to fire it?" The young man was obviously very interested and took a step forward, but there was a slight ripple in his chest.
Feng Ziying was a little surprised. After another observation, she saw that this handsome and charming young man was young, but he obviously had foreign ancestry. His slightly sunken eyes were slightly taller than those of the Han people, and his nose was too tall. Coupled with the slightly gray eyes, it undoubtedly does not indicate that this child is, no, the lack of Adam's apple and **** prove that this girl has foreign ancestry.
(End of this chapter)