"Close the gate! Prepare for war A horse galloped to the gate of the city. The people on the horse's back jumped off the horse's back and ran to the top of the mall building, lighting the beacon fire on the tower.
This beacon tower has been abandoned for many years, and it was not ignited in previous battles, because we all know that even if it is lit, it will not be of any use.
Looking at the rising black smoke, the youth holding the torch looked at the smoke floating in the sky, and then looked into the distance.
At the junction of heaven and earth, there seemed to be a black fog moving over this side. He dropped the torch and called down: "the enemy is approaching. Speed up!"
In broad daylight, the people of Qinyang City suddenly found that the atmosphere in the city had changed. The officers and soldiers who should have won the battle gathered together again and rushed to the gate of the city in uniform. For a time, people were in panic. People were everywhere in the street.
"Did you win? Why are they fighting again? " An old man sighed.
"Who knows, maybe it's the enemy and reinforcements, but don't be afraid. It's said that there are noble people sitting in our city. They brought a kind of rare firebomb, which is enough to frighten the other party. Last time, it was that one who won."
"Well, I hope so, otherwise we people Don't panic. Take someone to Yurong street to help. It's good to give a hand. "
"Here it is."
An hour passed quickly, and vibration came from the calm earth. Even if we did not see the crowd, we could still think of the scene of thousands of horses galloping.
"Newspaper The enemy is 100000 and the vanguard is 30000. Are you going to attack? "
"Newspaper Ten thousand enemy left-wing troops are digging 200 meters away. It seems that they are going to pass through the city gate from the underground. Please show me the city Lord! "
"Newspaper Ten thousand enemy right-wing troops went around the back of Qinyang City and tried to attack. Please send troops to support the resistance! "
Yang Feng frowned, looking at the youth standing beside him, "Your Highness, how should we fight this war?"
Obviously, Lord Yang knows that without special means, this war is impossible to win, unless there are still many firebombs used by the princess last time, but that still can't stop the pace of 100000 troops.
"Wait!" Prince Zhao said only one word.
"Wait?" Yang Feng thinks he is really going crazy. When will he wait? Does your highness think there will be reinforcements?
But the guard troops within a thousand miles are not enough to resist the other party's 100000 troops!
"Your Highness, the combat effectiveness of the other side has been significantly enhanced this time. At least 50000 of them are elite soldiers of North Vietnam, and Ye Shi, a good general of North Vietnam, depends on us alone..."
Prince Zhao turned his eyes to the lower part of the city. In front of a powerful army, there was a man with a rebellious look.
"Ha ha The tortoise grandsons of Nanjin, surrender! As long as you take the initiative to open the city gate, I guarantee that the people in the city will not die! Otherwise When the general breaks through the gate of Qinyang, he will surely wash the city of Qinyang with blood! "
"Open the gate! Open the gate Surrender! Surrender... " The uniform slogans echoed over Qinyang City, and the people in the city were frightened and softened when they heard the enemy's momentum.
"Surrender to survive..." The hearts of the people in the city began to shake. No one was afraid of death. Who didn't want to live, knowing that there was a way to live?
"Shut up! The officers and soldiers are fighting to defend the city to death. If we don't do our best, how can we give up easily
Tang Yue saw the people's encouragement and made people catch some soft footed shrimps and throw them into the prison. They also sent people to rumor that reinforcements from the Southern Jin Dynasty were coming, and the troops were enough to wipe out the enemy troops. Therefore, the city Lord Yang and all of them fought to defend the city.
"The noble man is still there." Some people spread the news, a short sentence instantly settled the hearts of most people.
When they want to come, even the nobles have not escaped, it means that Qinyang City will not be defeated. Otherwise, which noble person is willing to die with them?
The atmosphere in the city gradually settled down, and the first scream at the gate of the city also came, and the enemy began to attack the city.
Different from the previous two times, this time the enemy brought more sophisticated siege equipment. The city gate was hit and fell, and the soldiers climbing towards the wall were 100 times more difficult than before.
They are quick and powerful. They can climb the wall with only one rope, but they are met by boulders, rolling wood and hot oil.
After half an hour's failure, the first enemy finally climbed the tower. He pulled out his long sword and cut down a soldier of the Southern Jin Dynasty.
In face-to-face hand to hand combat, these elite soldiers of North Vietnam obviously have the upper hand. Ordinary soldiers are not their opponents at all.
"Your Highness..." The city Lord Yang was in a hurry, "you go quickly, let the lower officials drag their steps..."
Prince Zhao shook his head and pointed to the distance, "Yang Qing, do you see it?"
"See what?" The city Lord Yang wanted to say that he did not see anything. He wanted to continue persuading Prince Zhao to leave. He listened to the adjunct general exclaiming, "that's Which side's reinforcements? "
Looking at the play of Lord Yang, smoke and dust are moving at the horizon junction, just like an abnormal sandstorm.He was stunned. "How many cavalry can make such an effect?"
The army was not moving very fast, but it gradually showed its true face.
"God What is that? "
I saw a cloud like black fog floating over, the momentum is like a red column, invincible, with the other side's approach, the degree of ground movement is no less than 100000 troops before.
When it was closer, some people saw this army armed from head to toe, but this knowledge made them more desperate.
I have never heard of such an army in the Southern Jin Dynasty. It must be the enemy's reinforcements. My life is over!
"Your Highness This This is... " Yang Feng has been shocked speechless, is this their reinforcements? But when did the Southern Jin Dynasty have such mysterious and well-equipped cavalry?
The black armor was covered with metal luster, and the horses bound in the armor were so brave and galloping that they met the gods and killed the Buddhas without any reason.
"Next, let's see how lethal this cavalry is."
Yang Feng's eyes fell on the masks with ghost faces and fangs, and was deeply shocked Is this the soldier they trained in the Southern Jin Dynasty? How did you do it?
The 5000 light cavalry, who arrived first in the battlefield, plunged into the enemy's army, disrupted the enemy's formation with agility, and reaped the enemy's lives with a long knife.
Yang Feng was surprised to find that the long sword seemed to be different from the ordinary military. They were more slender and sharper. When swords intersected, the weapons of the other side would be easily cut off, just like cutting iron and mud.
"Your Highness, how was this weapon forged? If all the officers and men in the Southern Jin Dynasty could be equipped with such an artifact, why should we worry about the difficulty of peace in the world?"
Prince Zhao shook his head. "These weapons consume too much iron, which is not enough for the whole army. What's more, the forging process is too complicated and cumbersome. It can't be forged without ten years and eight years."
"What a pity But your highness, why do they even put on the horse armor? In the past, I thought it was iron armor, but it didn't look like it was near. "
"It's rattan armor, made of rattan, and lighter than iron armor."
Yang Feng nodded. He began to feel that it was impossible to put iron armour on the horses, otherwise the weight would not crush the horses to death. How could their movements be so agile?
"Your Highness, will this army King know?" Yang Feng timidly asked, he thought, he seems to be prying into what secret.
Prince Zhao shook his head and didn't explain it too much. He believed that the news coming to Yecheng would certainly make the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty angry, and there were many ministers who put the excrement pot on his head, but he didn't need to mind any more.
With the addition of 5000 heavy cavalry, the war has gradually turned from the downwind to the upper hand. Even though the two armies have great differences in strength, they can not resist the attack of the black armour guards.
When many soldiers put on the ferocious mask, their legs softened and their resistance plummeted. What's more, they found that these black guys were invulnerable. They lost their will to fight.
Just ask, knowing that the other side is not strong, can't cut, can't kill, how can they get the fighting spirit?
Seeing that the morale of the enemy fell to the bottom of the valley, the general cut down a fleeing soldier and roared, "don't mess up. Surround them. I don't believe in this evil spirit. It's just a group of tricksters. Kill them all!"
A knife was slashed on a heavily armed black armour guard. The harsh sound of friction accompanied by a spark splashed, as if laughing at the general's self deception.
He was about to wave again, but the other side didn't give him the chance. The black guard pulled the reins with one hand and turned his horse around. The man fell back with his arms all over his body. The spear pierced his opponent's head, half an inch higher, and only cut off a handful of black hair and the other party's hat.
"Ha ha Mistakes, keep going The bright male voice came from under the mask and continued to attack in the surprised eyes of the other party.
"Do your best, or you will die today!"
"Hum, arrogance! Today, I will show you what real strength is! "
When the weapons were exchanged, the two quickly fought a dozen moves. One was quick to win and the other was strong in defense. However, they didn't quickly tell the winner or loser.