Chapter 150 Frontline

Chapter 150 Frontline

Chapter 150 Frontline
In less than a day, Jiang He first reunited with his headquarters, and then arrived at the mountain city outside the Great Wall. The inky black Great Wall was just two or three miles behind him, and they relied on each other and were close in distance.

"Master, the brave camp stationed in the mountain city was the prince's direct line. After several small-scale offensive and defensive battles, the number of casualties dropped from 6,000 to 4,000. Our Beihun camp is slightly less elite, so the cost of holding out for three days may not be small."

Deputy General Du Chang rode on horseback, holding a lance in his hand, and six thousand soldiers followed behind the two of them.

"I don't know much about military affairs. You arrange the city defense. There will be a batch of swords and healing medicine later. It's better than nothing."

"clear."

Jiang He took the lead and clasped his fists with the lieutenant general of the Brave Battalion who withdrew from the mountain city. This change of guard meant that the Northern Barbarians were about to launch a large-scale offensive, which might be tomorrow or a few hours later. The mountain city outside the Great Wall and the Fire City were passes that the Northern Barbarians had to take. The force needed to attack the Ink Great Wall was enormous, and the danger of being attacked from both sides was too high to be tolerated.

When we entered the mountain city, we saw it was in a mess.

Only two small and medium-sized granaries in the corner can be considered complete buildings. Many other houses have been demolished. Wood used as defense tools is piled up under the city wall, and a door-blocking knife cart stands at the entrance.

This peculiar city defense device is made of cast iron. The front wall of the cart is equipped with three or four layers of iron knives. The body of the cart is as wide and high as the city gate. Once the city gate is breached by the enemy, the soldiers will push the knife cart to block the city gate, resist the arrows and launch a collision at the same time, killing or injuring the enemy.

Jiang He walked up to the attic in the north of the city. In front of him was the vast grassland outside the Great Wall. The grass on the barren land was yellow and withered, lying in disorder.

A strong wind whistled past, bringing with it a hint of chill, making the dry grass rustle. Looking far into the distance, one could see the endless military camps of the Northern Barbarians, with three hundred thousand soldiers on horseback and bows drawn, all over the mountains and plains.

Deputy General Du Chang immediately began to dispatch troops. The Beihun Camp had 2,000 cavalry and 4,000 infantry, most of whom were good families from Yizhou.

"There are two thousand people on the north wall of the city. Captain Sun and Captain Ning will lead their troops to defend it. The cavalry will dismount and only five hundred will be left as reserve. The other three walls must not be slack..."

Jiang He looked back at the mountain city. This city did not take economic and residential attributes into consideration at all, so the city walls were thick, but the city area was not large. Six thousand people were stationed there, which was neither too many nor too few. It was more like a nail nailed into the land outside the Great Wall.

"Wuhe, help me fill the bag again."

"clear."

……

In the sixth year of Xuanhe, winter was approaching in late autumn.

As the Jianchi Mountain Sword Fighting Conference was about to be held, the Northern Barbarians marched south and launched a large-scale offensive.

Early morning of the fourth day.

Dark clouds covered the city and the sky was filled with yellow sand.

Two Northern Barbarian battle formations of 10,000 men advanced on the land, driving dozens of loose teams of 1,000 men towards the mountain city. These teams of 1,000 men, which were no different from cannon fodder, were all Western barbarians, wearing tattered clothes and equipped with outdated weapons.

Deputy General Du Chang watched from afar as more than a dozen huge rocks wrapped in flames came flying towards him. There was immediately noise and curses from his own city defense troops. If it were twenty or thirty years ago, the Northern Barbarians would definitely not have the technology to build catapults. This involved a famous case from the previous emperor's time, which led to the migration of many ruined families to the north.

A flaming stone fell into the city, instantly creating a huge pit. The war horses neighed in shock, and the soldiers of the Beihun Camp could not help but tighten their grip on their swords. Boom!
Flaming stones fell one after another. One hit the top of the city wall, destroying the mottled battlements. Another fell into the crowd, killing more than a dozen soldiers around.

The Western Region barbarians who served as slave soldiers approached and put up ladders on the top of the city. These barbarians had their families and countries destroyed by the Northern Barbarians and had almost no fighting spirit. The whole purpose of their work was to consume the city's defense equipment.

"Falling leaves!" shouted Deputy General Du Chang.

There were limited arrows in the city, and he did not intend to leave the barbarians to be killed. Pieces of wood fell from the top of the city wall and hit the barbarian soldiers. Both fell at the same time and were smashed to pieces.

Jiang He stood at the front end of the city wall, next to him were hundreds of iron spears looted from Jubao Tower, and mountains of stones. He picked up one and raised it to his shoulder, adding light and dark spiral energy and tiger power that did not consume any energy.

Bang!
A spear was fired and went down the ladder. The iron spear pierced through the head of the leading barbarian, pierced through the chest and abdomen, flew out from the crotch, and then hit the second person below, and then went across all the way. More than a dozen barbarians fell from the sky.

Merit +14
Not far away, a centurion was pushing the ladder in front of him with all his might. The muscles in his strong arms were tense, and he pushed it up a little bit despite the weight of more than a dozen people pressing on it. But even with his arms fully extended, it was still not enough to lift the ladder. He could only push it sideways with all his might. Unfortunately, the length of his arms was not enough to make the ladder lose balance.

"My Lord!" the captain shouted.

Jiang He glanced sideways, lifted up a stone weighing a hundred pounds beside him with both hands, bent his waist backward, and then suddenly moved forward. With the strength of a tiger, the huge stone flew through the air and smashed the middle section of the ladder in front of Bai Hu.

The ladder broke, and more than a dozen people fell to the ground with a thud. The barbarians who survived by chance wailed, but their voices were completely drowned out by the shouting and killing. Smoke rose, soldiers died, and people were constantly dying on the north wall in front.

Merit +9
Jiang He walked around with a bundle of iron spears, occasionally throwing them down, and each time he could gain about 10 merits.

Since ancient times, the number of siege troops must be five or six times that of the defending soldiers in order to be sure of a frontal attack.

"What a powerful warrior this is!"

In the wilderness, two barbarian captains stared at the top of the city wall. The young general was tireless and threw spears and boulders again and again. The enemy was already at a disadvantage in attacking the city, and now it seemed like the enemies were lining up to be killed by him.

The captain of ten thousand men who came from the Lan family had a look full of cold murderous intent. Unlike his colleagues, he took the initiative to volunteer to attack the mountain city. The rebellion queller burned down the Lan tribe, and all his family members and descendants died in the fire. This hatred was irreconcilable.

“I don’t need to say much about the merits of being the first to reach the summit and killing the earl. This battle was all thanks to you two.” Captain Lan Wan clasped his fists left and right. In order to take the head of his enemy, he specially invited the Tantric guardian and the shaman of the Great Snow Mountain.

"a piece of cake."

The strong man jumped up, naked and bald, stomping on the ground like a ferocious beast. He rushed straight into the battlefield, stepped on the ladder as if it were flat ground, and climbed up on the bodies of the barbarians.

At the original place, the shaman, who was of the same top quality as the strong man, was shaking a leather drum and muttering continuously. Twenty thousand elite soldiers and tens of thousands of barbarians gave birth to an extremely strong bloody military formation. Nine seven-meter-tall blood apes appeared, each with the killing power of a weaker master. The shaman and qigong practitioners cooperated with the army, and the effect was terrifying. The Northern Barbarian King's Court and the Daqian Dynasty used this to suppress the martial artists in the martial arts world.

Nine blood apes appeared together and rushed up a ladder respectively. Their hands and feet climbed extremely smoothly and at a very fast speed.

Even though they were thousands of meters away, the shaman still maintained precise control. The blood apes would occasionally pick up the barbarians and throw them out, knocking away the falling logs. They did not dodge the boiling molten iron and gold, as if they felt no pain at all, and climbed rapidly all the way.

(End of this chapter)