Knowing nothing about this, Bai lie's army rushed to the fortification with indomitable steps.

The stormtroopers, in groups of twenty, carried the high and long ladder made temporarily on their shoulders and ran under the fortification wall at full speed like crazy.

These are experienced veterans. They know that if they can get under the wall earlier, they will suffer fewer attacks. The closer they are, the less the threat of the catapult will be. Even the archers have to lean out and shoot from a commanding position. In that way, the archers of the other side will also be exposed to the vision of their own archers, and the risk will be greatly improved.

So, go!

Everyone has such a mind. Even the sword and shield hands with heavy armor and heavy shield are walking briskly, as if they have no weight at all.

Not only that, behind the attack phalanx was Yan Haomiao's catapult troops.

After a day's preparation. The soldiers not only found a lot of useful boulders, but also collected a large amount of gravel, wrapped in fur, cloth and silk, and made them into artificial boulders, waiting to be powerful at this time!

The fortifications were built quickly. Although they were poured with copper oil to enhance their defense ability, they were not as thick as the real walls. Yan Haomiao believed that if two or three rounds could be fired in a row, the attack of the catapult troops alone would be enough to blow a big hole in the fortifications, so that his soldiers could directly engage with each other.

Almost all the 1.7 million people brought out this time are the elite of his Mohe province. When it comes to individual combat power, Yan Haomiao is sure that his side will be higher than the other side. After all, the reinforcements from Dongping city will not be carefully selected, but consider the distance.

In this way, even if it is a miscellaneous army, it is not too much. If he can reach the step of close combat, even if his number of troops is less, Yan Haomiao believes that he will defeat these frightened enemies in one fell swoop.

What's more, in the current situation, if Dongping city does not continue to increase troops here within this day, his number of troops will be more dominant.

You should know that Chen Ze's troops are attacking behind the fortifications. When they meet together, it will be the end of these soldiers in Dongping city!

The quality of soldiers is superior, the quantity is superior, and the morale is also superior. How can we lose?

Yan Haomiao, who is near the catapult troops, is counting his steps closely. As long as he moves forward a little, so that his catapult troops can attack the fortifications, then the overall situation of the war has been decided!

Victory is in sight. Even Yan Haomiao's consistent composure can't help stirring his mind. When he holds his fists, he feels that his hands are wet, and his fists are all wet and cold sweat.

Even when he was so nervous, Yan Haomiao couldn't help laughing at himself and looked at him!

In his calculation, only ten more steps forward can enter the best attack distance, which can cause a heavy blow to the fortifications!

So far, everything has been going smoothly. With Chen Ze's troops holding back in the rear, their advance on this side is very happy. In addition to the catapult troops about to enter the range, Yan Haomiao also saw that the front Stormtrooper team is also halfway through the journey. From there, every step forward, their attack will be weakened by one point.

So, it's true. Is the big picture settled?

Yan Haomiao held his breath in his heart. At the moment, he finally had the possibility to release, which made him feel relaxed.

But at this time, on the other side's fortifications, the strong bowstring of the catapult roared again.

This is not the first time. In the process of their charge, it is obvious that the greater threat still comes from the Chen Ze forces in the rear, so the first two rounds of stone throwing volley hit the rear.

So this round

Yan Haomiao looked up at the sky, and his face immediately became very ugly.

"Damn it!"

He scolded secretly, and his heart flared up immediately.

This round is so immortal that it is on his side!

On the other side's position, this is also true. After all, the number of people on his side is obviously more, and even if the rear is more critical, there is no reason to ignore the front.

But what a pity!

Yan Haomiao shook his head slightly. If he could give him a little more time, his catapult would hit the other party. If he could attack in advance, the other party would not have the opportunity to shoot this round of stone throwing salvo at him, so his troops would not be hard headed to take this round of stone throwing attack.

What a pity

Yan Haomiao sighed, but he didn't give a series of instructions such as avoiding.

At present, the war is officially going on, and the soldiers he takes are not blind. How can he not see the attack of open sword and open gun? Whether he can hide or not, it has to be judged by the soldiers on the front line.

What he can do at this time is to urge his catapult troops to rush to the position where they can attack. Only by fighting back on his side can he help the soldiers on the front line as much as possible and make them less hit by some artillery.

But

Yan Haomiao was about to turn around and urge the catapult troops to speed up their pace. When they fired back earlier, Lin Xiangyong, who had been guarding him, suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Sir, hide!"

"Huh?"

Yan Haomiao was stunned and felt a bad feeling. After he glanced into the night sky again, his face changed greatly!

In this round of stone throwing volley, the target was not the front line that was about to rush into the weak defensive area, but straight... Hit him!

"Oh!"

At the critical moment, Yan Haomiao only missed a sound in time, and felt a strong force coming from the side. However, Lin Xiangyong saw that the situation was urgent, and he couldn't care about anything else. He quickly grabbed Yan Haomiao and threw him down from his horse's back.

Boom!

The loud noise shook the sky. Countless boulders like flying fire meteors roared to the sky, and one of them directly blasted where Yan Haomiao was originally located.

For a time, blood and fire splashed, and the broken arms and limbs flew together. The BMW that had followed Yan Haomiao for many years did not have the luck of Yan Haomiao. It was split directly at the first time, and many of the hot horse blood even splashed on Yan Haomiao's face.

"Ah!"

"Help... Help!"

"Fire, help me put out the fire!"

It was not only Yan Haomiao's horse that suffered the heavy blow, so that Yan Haomiao, who was protected by Lin Xiangyong, had no time to love his war horse and died.

At the moment, what he was looking at was his own few catapult troops, who had high hopes and prepared to deal a heavy blow to the fortifications of Zhu Yan empire

It became fly ash.