Chapter 561: Defending the City, Holding the Tower and Destroying the Front

Chapter 561: Defending the City, Holding the Tower and Destroying the Front

Chapter 561: Defending the City, Holding the Tower and Destroying the Front
Qingzhou, Dongyang City.

After gathering the defeated soldiers, by the time Duke Chi-Le led his troops to arrive, there were already 100,000 people outside the city.

When the smoke from the cooking stove dissipated and breakfast was over, General Hou immediately ordered the attack to begin. Thirty catapults threw countless flints wrapped in flames into the city, like the sound of drums and horns.

"Take over Qing and Xu and attack fiercely!"

The infantry shield formation advanced forward, and ten siege towers as high as the city walls moved slowly.

On the top of the city wall, the inspector gave orders, and the archers shot down continuously. The arrows hit the enemy's raised shields, splashing clusters of sparks. After five rounds of shooting, the casualties of the Tiange army were less than a hundred.

"Set up the ladders, and the arrow camp moves forward!"

Dozens of ladders were placed on the top of the wall. A small flag officer tried to push them down, but his arm span and strength made it impossible. He quickly called on his soldiers to throw down the rolling logs together. The heavy wood knocked several Tiange soldiers off the ladders, and half of them were injured or killed.

But in the next moment, the archery camp under the city wall fired thousands of arrows. One of them, aimed by a sharpshooter, hit the small flag officer's head. The arrow pierced through his helmet, and he fell down with his bones shattered.

The fierce battle begins!
At the same time, on the east, west and south walls, there were also captains of ten thousand men attacking the city. A Da, A Er and the commander Sheng Gui each led a team of one thousand households to resist, while on the front north wall, there was a certain person and two teams of one thousand households.

North wall tower.

Jiang He sat in the middle where all the soldiers could see him.

Thirty flints struck again within sight.

Jiang He did not stand up. He was not going to waste his energy and strength on such an attack.

Boom boom boom!
A huge fire broke out in the city. Three flints shattered the battlements, releasing the impact. Several soldiers with small flags around were blown into the air in an instant, and there was no hope of survival.

Both the enemy and our side continued to suffer casualties, boiling gold liquid poured out from the top of the city walls, wooden rafts embedded with broken knife tips fell down one by one, and the casualties of the Tiange Army increased rapidly.

If there are ten of them, surround it; if there are five, attack it. Normally, attacking a city requires five times the number of troops as the defenders. In the early stages when the defenders have sufficient equipment, the casualties will undoubtedly be the heaviest.

boom!
A cloud tower was the first to reach the city wall, and steel beams like a sky bridge were used to support the battlements. Among the three hundred hidden soldiers, archers immediately shot arrows to cover the shieldmen and spearmen in their charge.

"Master Qianhu, support!"

The skilled fighter captain guarding the front shouted.

Before the North City Captain responded, the figure sitting in front of the tower disappeared. Jiang He raised the newly crafted black knife and chopped it down. A phantom of an angry dragon fell down, completely destroying the Yun Tower from top to bottom, and the three hundred soldiers inside were crushed into mud.

——Dragon Spear Technique: Broken Dragon Spine.

"Long live King Yong!" The centurion who survived the disaster shouted excitedly, and the soldiers on both sides shouted in unison.

"Long live King Yong!"

boom!
In the collapsed cloud building, the wooden wall exploded, and a figure jumped out and climbed onto the top of the city wall. His face was red, almost like an evil ghost, and strange patterns covered his body. He was a sub-hero of the fourth realm.

——A famous figure in the underworld of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Chi Fu Gui Jiang.

"Stealing in the place of substitute, the thief king, here comes your death!"

The ghost craftsman roared, and his innate secret technique, Fengdu, was activated.

The judge's pen in his hand suddenly changed from the size of a brush to a strange spear, with silk threads blooming like countless poisonous snakes, piercing through and killing a dozen soldiers and centurions around them, and then closing in to encircle and suppress the enemy.

——Derived secret technique: Judge's Pen.

Jiang He waved his sleeves and handed out an ordinary knife.

By mixing energy with Gang Jin, the great power of the three dragons and three elephants is mobilized to the maximum extent for long-range and area attacks. The power may be far less than the peak killing power, but this sword only requires 200 energy points. This is the latest temporary sword technique.

Whoosh!
Countless silk threads around him shattered, and the knife flashed. The ghost craftsman was shocked and immediately picked up the judge's arm to block it. Then he heard a crackling sound of breaking. In an instant, dense lines appeared all over his body.

——Derived secret technique: Map of the City of the Dead.

The knife light dimmed in front of the pattern. It was a first-rate defensive secret technique from the Northern Wei Dynasty, of extraordinary quality.

Unfortunately, someone got close to him in an instant, and smashed the tail of the knife across, hitting the ghost craftsman's chest. The tremendous force of the three dragons and three elephants shattered his chest. The remains of the body suddenly flew out, like a cannonball, and blasted the Cloud Tower not far away. Three hundred soldiers fell down with the collapse of the Cloud Tower, suffering heavy casualties.

In the Northern Wei army, many martial arts masters were horrified when they saw this. It was appalling that a famous elder was killed with just two moves.

"Kaishan Camp, move forward!"

Seeing that Youyunlou had successfully sent his soldiers to the city wall, and taking advantage of the opportunity when the defenders were busy with hand-to-hand combat, General Hou decisively ordered the troops to be dispatched on the platform.

Not far away, Duke Qi-Le stood with his hands behind his back. He looked like a handsome young man. Since his father Wu Huan, the ninth in the world and the military leader of the Northern Wei Dynasty, often praised the man in front of him, he had great respect for him.

"dash forward!"

Unlike the cowardly martial arts masters, the Tiange Army was extremely elite. A force of 2,000 men rushed into the battlefield, with the infantry holding shields in the front and a group of gray-shirted men holding various weapons destroying the base of the wall, cooperating with each other very tacitly.

The three hundred Tian Ge soldiers overhead were surrounded and attacked by the defenders. Because they had not yet gained a firm footing, they fell off the city walls one after another. However, within just two quarters of an hour, the Kaishan Camp had managed to dig a large hole a meter high at the base of the wall.

In an instant, complex military orders came out from the general's platform.

The situation changed immediately, as the other seven cloud towers gathered together to provide cover, while the arrow battalion concentrated on shooting and killing the defenders on the city walls. This place soon became the focus of the main battlefield.

"The Sharpshooter Battalion charges!"

"Two battalions of the Shield and Arrow Battalion provide cover!"

Chi-Le Gong was very curious about the origins of Kaishan Camp, as he had never seen this type of army before.

"General Hou, Kaishan Camp is the foundation of the royal family?"

General Hou shook his head and said, "They are a group of tomb robbers. They were originally from a second-rate sect in the Northern Wei Dynasty. I trained them."

The Duke of Chi-Le burst out laughing. This general indeed had a unique vision in his evaluations in the army.

The situation on the battlefield changed suddenly.

In the Tiange army, the tiger-faced captain shouted.

"Brothers, the main mission is to capture Dongyang City in one fell swoop!"

"Yes!" All the players responded in unison.

One hundred golden peak warriors charged on horseback with astonishing momentum. This small but extremely powerful elite force was being used to the best effect at this moment. As long as they could rush into the city and consolidate the front line, the Tiange and Chile armies would continue to break in.

Da da da!
The iron cavalry was like thunder, and the two captains on the city wall were pale. In the Divine Spear Camp, anyone's realm was equal to his.

But just as the Sharpshooters Battalion was about to arrive, a figure dropped from the sky and blocked the entrance to the cave.

"What!" General Hou was so moved that he was speechless.

"He's crazy. How dare the Prince of Yong join the army?" Duke Chi Le couldn't help but gasp. "Does he think he's a god on earth?"

Whoosh whoosh!
The lances came one after another.

The tiger-faced captain was extremely excited, and he activated his innate secret technique, the divine spear. A violent gust of wind lingered around the spear, like a tornado in his hand.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty killed the king and conferred titles on him. Brothers, it's time to make it!"

In an instant, a hundred divine spear tornadoes rose up, and the faces of the players in the adventure group turned crazy. If they could be awarded a title of marquis in the early stage of the battle, it would definitely be a huge advantage at the start.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"He killed the famous ghost craftsman, and only one tenth of his true energy remained!" "Don't be afraid, charge and kill!"

Thick blood mist condensed around him and refused to dissipate. Jiang He stepped forward on the broken breastplate on the ground, and the blood beads thrown out by the blade drew a scarlet arc in the air.

The first strike of the sword had an extremely solid light.

The tiger-faced leader's face changed, and he blocked the tornado with the magic spear in his hand, but it was obvious that for the peak gold master, someone's ordinary sword was still full of irresistible lethality.

Whoosh!
The tornado dissipated, the spear broke into pieces, and the tiger-faced leader's mask split in the middle, along with his body and warhorse, and his unique skill-level strength was meaningless.

The blade split the ground and cut through twelve top players.

"Throw spears!" the deputy commander shouted in horror.

Boom boom boom!
One after another, tornadoes of divine spears were thrown out, like giant crossbows.

Jiang He stepped forward, activated the God Hunter and left the attack behind. He suddenly leaped up, and the blade came down with a strong wind, immediately crushing the three players in the front into mud. He swept across with the momentum of falling, and five blood lines suddenly opened up, and a skull rolled out.

"kill him!"

"At this speed, you'll die if you turn around!"

One after another, spare lances came attacking.

Jiang He grabbed the green spear that the deputy captain was stabbing at him with his bare hands, and unleashed a huge force, breaking the entire epic spear.

When half of the gun barrel pierced the opponent's eye socket, he had already swung his sword several times. The arc of the sword light that swept across the neck was precise, like a sickle cutting wheat. Dozens of heads flew up at the same time, and the blood was woven into dark red silk. The God Gun Adventure Group was defeated.

As a dominant life form, it has absolute dominance on the battlefield of its time. If it weren't for the special existence of the core of the sun in this world, just one strike would be enough to decide life or death.

The adventure group began to disintegrate, but Jiang He charged directly into the crowd. The black knife in his hand no longer paid attention to the moves, just slashing, thrusting and slashing, blood and flesh flew everywhere he passed.

A killer tried to attack from behind, but Jiang He slashed the man in half from the top of his head with his sword. His warm internal organs were covered in blood and splattered on his robe.

Realizing that Prince Yong was planning to hunt down the Kaishan Camp, General Hou immediately mobilized the Spear and Shield Camp to move forward. Jiang He simply stopped and killed. After half an hour, the corpses on the ground piled up into a small hill, and broken limbs and debris were scattered like a rainstorm. The bloody black knife in his hand reflected the broken limbs on the ground, but the Tiange Army still maintained a strong will to fight.

When evaluating a general, in addition to tactics, strategy, defense, adaptability, and decision-making, the level of his training also has a crucial impact.

The 3,000-man Spear and Shield Battalion was completely wiped out, and the soldier spirits gained from the previous and subsequent killings gathered into silkworm patterns, once again strengthening someone's power.

"The power of four dragons and four elephants."

Jiang He activated the God Hunt and rushed straight to the top of the city wall. His physical strength and energy were greatly depleted. He stabbed the foundation of the city wall with both hands, and his strong force spread.

Under the shocked gaze of both the enemy and us, the Dongyang City attic was gradually lifted up. He carried the attic on his back to the city wall, leaving deep pits along the way. The defending soldiers retreated to both sides as if they had seen a ghost.

boom!
The attic collapsed in front of the hole in the city wall, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.

On the general's platform, General Hou and Duke Chile fell silent one after another. Mr. Jian wanted to say something but stopped, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted."

"It is not advisable to fight again. We have suffered heavy losses in Dongyang. There is no point in going south this time."

The intensity of the siege gradually decreased. In the afternoon, the Tiange Army received an order to retreat, and the army retreated to the military camp like a tide.

……

At night, the defending soldiers took grappling hooks and retrieved the bodies of the enemy and friendly soldiers outside the city one by one, including some weapons and ordnance, and then buried them all at the Altar of the King's Palace.

In front of the original site of the tower, Pei Yucheng counted the losses.

"Seventy percent of the city's defense equipment has been used up. Nine hundred soldiers in the south, east, and west areas of the city have been killed or wounded. Eleven thousand in the north, for a total of two thousand."

"As for the enemy, they suffered about 10,000 casualties among the Tian Ge infantry, and 3,000 surrendered soldiers. A quarter of them were due to the prince's efforts."

"It won't be a problem for Mr. Jiang San to be promoted to the third rank deputy general this time."

Jiang He thought to himself that the losses on his side were extremely tragic, with serious consumption of equipment. Of the 5600 Dongyang Guards, only 3600 were left. The main reason they did not collapse was that the soldiers were basically locals and their families were all in the city, and today's battle was undoubtedly won.

"Redistribute. Dongyang Guard will send out three thousand-household teams to guard the east, west and south city walls. When a brother dies, the younger brothers will retreat. When a father dies, the sons will retreat. Even the only son in the family will retreat. These six hundred people will be responsible for patrolling the streets."

"The Yongwang Guard will send two thousand-household teams to defend the north of the city, leaving one team as a reserve team."

"The Skeleton Dragon Cavalry will be stationed in the palace temporarily."

Pei Yuwen asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, how about the pension?"

This time, the compensation alone will amount to 72,000 taels of silver. If the reward for the heads is added, it will be another 40,000 taels. Adding this month's military pay, it will be roughly 120,000 taels of silver.

And the prerequisite is that Jiang He himself does not want the reward for his head.

The palace could not come up with this amount of money. Once the cannon was fired, a huge amount of gold would be lost. Even though the Yong Palace had a considerable fortune, it would still take six years to save up the money.

In fact, the Southern Liang court's annual tax revenue averaged 20 million taels, but after deducting local retention, various losses, and the corruption of aristocratic officials, the amount that ultimately entered the national treasury was no more than 4 million taels. Emperor Wu of Liang's sacrifice of himself in a Buddhist temple may not have been without the intention of cooperating with Tianchan Temple to earn "ransom money", but it was of course only secondary.

"Dongyang Guard." Jiang He had no expression on his face. "Shouldn't the imperial court be in charge of this?"

Pei Yu spread his hands. On normal days, it was considered benevolence of the commander to pay half of the military pay. He had no intention of blaming them, because the Pei family was also one of the big borers.

Jiang He touched his chin. His palm, which was originally like jade, was now dark red. He couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "You, the Pei family, don't even want to pay, right?"

"The main thing is that I broke the rules, which will be difficult to deal with in the future..."

"Then I will leave the city and surrender tomorrow morning."

"Pei is in charge!"

Pei Yufen's face changed slightly. It was not that he could not see the priority between money and defending the city. It was inevitable to pay the military pay and pensions in full. He originally planned to let King Yong owe him a favor, but he didn't expect that the other party was such a tough guy.

Jiang He patted Brother Pei on the shoulder and left.

When we returned to the palace, the altar was covered in blood.

The loss of 15,000 people on both sides of the enemy is enough to train 3,000 ordinary evil soldiers.

As the evil soldiers crawled out of the dungeon one by one, the third regular army was born after the Skeleton Dragon Cavalry and the Yongwang Guards.

"Destroy the Front Camp."

Jiang He pointed his fingers at the ground, and a gluttonous black light swept out, beginning to refine the dungeon made of Grade A Yang Steel.

For Grade A Yang Steel, the most difficult part is not collecting materials or spending money, but processing it. Without a blacksmith with considerable skills, it is difficult to forge it into weapons.

The yang steel blocks embedded in the rocks of the entire dungeon melted. Jiang He first activated the water and sky, and then opened the time ring again to replenish energy. Finally, he created 6,000 sets of B-grade armor, 3,000 lances and 3,000 halberds.

The Skeleton Dragon Cavalry and the Vanguard Battalion came one after another to receive their main battle equipment, but weapons such as bows and arrows, and daggers were still in short supply.

Jiang He opens the door to the realm.

"Everyone has it. Go in and train for ten years."

Jiang He looked inward at the Dazhao granary in the Gluttonous Land and the two million dan of grain inside. These grains were essentially the heroic energy in the blessed land. He didn't intend to waste them, but he didn't intend to not use them either.

(End of this chapter)