Wu Teng stood under the banner of the central army, his gray beard was covered with ice. The cold wind was howling, the flag was whistling, and the wind blew snowflakes all over the sky, and there was a little confused in front of him.

This is his third attack on Lingchuan County today.

"Beat the drum, beat the drum. The first person to climb the city will be promoted to the third level in a row, and the soldiers will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!" He hissed.

Under the push of the soldiers, siege cars made deep ruts on the snow, and approached the city wall with difficulty under the attack of the whistling catapults on the city. The soldiers on the siege cars tried their best to pull the bowstrings and threw the feather arrows to the city. The crossbow car would make a buzzing sound every once in a while, shooting the crossbow arrows as thick as their arms.

"Rise the shield!" An officer shouted sternly. In the sky ahead, another row of black stone bullets came from the sky, and the soldiers raised their shields to protect their bodies.

Under the attack of the stone bullet, this kind of protection can only be better than nothing. If the stone bullet hits the body, how can the shield protect itself? It is still broken and broken. The siege car will be broken and will be broken even if it falls. The siege car is as high as twenty meters, and it is a little higher than the city wall.

With the rumbling sound, the screams of soldiers, and the sound of siege cars collapsed.

During the repeated attacks, several siege cars that survived by chance finally approached the city wall. With a bang, the soldiers on the siege cars howled and held shields in one hand and sword in the other, and jumped from the siege cars onto the city wall.

What greeted them was a bright spear, and they knew that jumping down would be a dead end, but now, no one could hesitate at all.

The soldiers curled up behind the shield and huddled together, smashing themselves like a projectile. While the shield felt the resistance, they tried their best to cut the knife in their hands.

While these people jumped down, the crossbowmen on the siege car also stood up. The arms, which had been sore and almost unconscious, once again pulled the bowstrings and shot the feather arrows down the city. At the same time, the crossbowmen on the city were also shooting the feather arrows in their hands at them.

They were aiming at the place where the soldiers jumped down, while the Qi army on the top of the city was aiming at these archers. When they cleared a small piece of territory for the siege soldiers, they themselves were shot into hedgehogs.

Wu Teng clenched his fists tightly and looked at the place nervously. This was the first time that he had attacked the city head today, and he had built a small piece of territory above the city head. As long as he could hold on for a short while, the soldiers behind him could enter there from the siege cart, constantly expanding the bridgehead, and tearing a hole in the entire city.

But he was immediately disappointed. In just a short time, the soldiers who attacked the city were flooded by the Qi army, and the siege cars were destroyed, and another attack ended in failure.

Wu Teng lowered his head in disappointment, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"County magistrate, retreat. It's no longer good to attack again today. We have lost thousands of people. These are the elites of our Xinning Army!" Che Zhe advised.

Wu Teng nodded a little lonely. It was the tenth day that he had attacked Lingchuan County, but he still had not taken down the northwest gateway of the Qi people. The army attacking Lingchuan had increased from the initial 20,000 to the current 40,000. He concentrated all the Xinning army here.

The reason for this decision was naturally because the eastern border army of Chu State encountered its greatest failure and was now trapped by the Qi army near Chen County, Luzhou. More importantly, it contained the emperor of the Great Chu.

Wu Teng was not very interested in attacking Lingchuan County at first, but now, he had to take it down. If he could take Lingchuan, he could advance to the northwest of Qi, forcing Qi to respond and create a little vitality for the eastern border troops. However, after ten days of desperate attack, more than 5,000 people were killed or injured, but he still did not take down this important western town of Qi.

He could feel that the defensive power of Lingchuan County had already lost a lot of money in his more than ten days of attack, and seemed to be unable to do so. This made him rise up hope again and again, but what ended up was disappointment again and again.

The other party is no longer able to do anything, but he is still at the end of his strength!

There is not much left in the regular army of the Qi army in Lingchuan. In the Anju and Leye counties, their main force was almost wiped out by the Ming army's Pili camp. According to what Wu Teng knows, the main force of the Qi army in the county town is only one regular army with 5,000 people. The others are all county soldiers or young and strong from all over the country, with a maximum force of no more than 20,000 people.

What made Wu Teng even more discouraged was that the weather was not beautiful. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the wind became colder and colder, and the dripping water turned into ice had already caused his soldiers to suffer. They worked hard and then exhausted, and then declined. Every day, his hope of winning Lingchuan County was a little smaller.

"Minister of the County, all the siege cars have been destroyed, and there are not many ladders. Today, I can no longer fight!" Che Zhe looked at the County Magister with some concern. He felt that the County Magister had lost control. In such weather, it was not suitable to launch such a large attack.

Such weather is really too advantageous for the defender of the city.

"Get away the troops, Che Zhe, send soldiers to the city and ask to take back the bodies of our dead soldiers." Wu Teng sighed, turned around, and retreated.

The Qi generals on the city agreed to the Chu army's request to clean up the bodies of soldiers who died in battle. In their opinion, taking these bodies away would further damage their morale, which was a good thing for the Qi people. But for Wu Teng, he could not watch the bodies of the soldiers who died and injured remained here, as that would cause a greater blow to morale.

Even if you die in battle, your body must return home.

Zhang Chao drove the war horses frantically, and the one who was with him was Yang Zhi, the deputy commander of the Ming army's Pili Camp. When Wu Teng decided to launch a large-scale attack on Lingchuan, the Ming army stayed in Anju County and did not launch an attack on Lingchuan with Wu Teng. This was not planned. But now, the situation has changed. The Pili Camp has received an order from His Majesty that Lingchuan must be defeated.

Before the gate of the camp, Zhang Chao and Yang Zhi turned over and dismounted, and couldn't help but ask what the result of the battle today. Just looking at the bodies of the dead soldiers who were transported back to the camp, Zhang Chao knew what the result was today. At the gate, the soldiers were all as deep as water, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Taking Yang Zhi, the two went straight to Wu Teng's central army tent.

"Mr. Wu County!" Yang Zhi bowed, and the Chu army suffered a great defeat. One might be in danger of losing the country this time, but Yang Zhi did not have the pleasure of revenge. The Chu army could be defeated in his own hands, but how could it be defeated in the hands of the Qi people? The Chu army can also be said to be the result of his grandfather's hard work for the rest of his life. "We have received the order from His Majesty. The Pili Camp will join the battle to attack Lingchuan. Now the Pili Camp is in progress. At most three days, it will arrive at the city of Lingchuan. It is better for your army to stop the attack temporarily and accumulate strength to wait for the last attack."

Yang Zhi is straightforward.

Hearing Yang Zhi's words, Wu Teng jumped up excitedly, "Have your Majesty the Emperor of your country decided to attack the Qi people again?"

"Of course!" Yang Zhi nodded and said, "This time, not only our Pili Camp came to Lingchuan, but also a cavalry battalion was also rushing to Lingchuan. This cavalry battalion was Zhuifeng Camp led by Yu Chao. I think the magistrate of Wu County has heard of it."

Zhuifeng Camp, Wu Teng certainly knew that this was a powerful cavalry that defeated tens of thousands of Qin cavalry on the battlefield against Qin.

"Let's leave the task of siege to our Pili Camp!" Yang Zhi said: "The Xinning Army of the Wu County Magistrate should not raise the spirit well. After the Lingchuan is captured, you must continue to advance!"

Yang Zhi said something was a little rude. The Xinning Army had fought for so long and did not catch Lingchuan, but Yang Zhi seemed to be within his mouth. But at this time, Wu Teng would not care about these things at all. As long as the Ming army sent troops, it would be a good thing. For Chu, this was definitely the best news for this period.

"Apart from here, your country is in Zhaoguan?" he asked tentatively.

"General Wuling has already started his action at Zhaoguan." Yang Zhi said concisely.

"Okay, great!" Wu Teng's palms hit each other, and Zhaoguan also began to attack. Here, the Ming army officially joined the battlefield, which means that the Ming emperor was unwilling to watch the Chu State suffer too much loss.

Just as the Pili Camp arrived at Lingchuan City to prepare for siege, a large army was quietly hiding in the mountains in the Luoying Mountains, and outside the mountains was Luoying County of Qi.

This time, the Chu army attacked, and at the beginning, An Ruhai, like Cheng Wuben, had objected, but the emperor had decided to lead an army across the Luoying Mountains to assist in the war. This was an extremely arduous march. Even though An Ruhai made sufficient preparations in advance, the march of nearly a thousand miles still caused serious losses. When he arrived at his destination, only 8,000 troops were left when he set out. During the march, two thousand people were damaged by the bad weather and the steep terrain.

Everyone was haggard, but everyone was full of fighting spirit. In the eyes of these soldiers, fighting against the enemy with great pleasure was much better than such endless marches.

Now, the enemy is in front of you. Their nightmare is about to end, and Qiren's nightmare will begin.
Chapter completed!