Author: Add coriander to crucian carp soup

Chapter 20 War

outside the city

Zhang Ji and Fan Chou were riding on horses. Zhang Ji was half an inch behind Fan Chou, and they stood side by side.

The army behind them was lined up like a snake, with flags waving and long swords standing everywhere.

Zhongping looked at the black mass of human heads below the city with a heavy heart.

There are only 5,000 available guards in the city. It is really difficult to deal with the more than 30,000 people under Fan Chou's command.

"The entire army is on alert!"

Fang Meng shouted, his voice trembling a little. This was the first time he had given an order to defend the city. He was so nervous that he broke his throat, but he concealed the trembling sound very well.

The pressure of thirty thousand people standing neatly under the city was too strong, and Fang Meng couldn't control the fear in his heart.

Fan Chou looked at the vague-faced guard on the wall and waved his hand: "Go to the flying bridge!"

The formation changed at the snake's head, and five hundred soldiers lined up, revealing three simple flying bridges at the snake's mouth.

There were about thirty people operating behind the flying bridge. At this moment, under Fan Chong's order, 500 people rushed towards the trench with shields, followed closely by the flying bridge.

"Archers prepare!"

Zhongping shouted at the top of his lungs, and when the voice came out, he was surprised:

How is this different from the noise produced by rubbing sandpaper on a rough tabletop?

"Archers, prepare!" Fang Meng stood next to Zhong Ping. Hearing something was wrong in Zhong Ping's voice, he immediately followed behind and shouted again.

Zhong Ping glanced at Fang Meng, half apologetically and half grateful, and said in a hoarse voice: "Today is a tailwind with strong winds. Do you still remember the diagonal shot I proposed?"

Fang Meng loosened his hand holding the big knife and moved it. He took the opportunity to roll up his sleeves and wiped all the cold sweat from his palms on his sleeves.

Zhongping actually saw the sweaty palm prints on Fang Meng's knife handle, but he just pretended not to see it.

After all, he was not as good as Fang Meng. His palms and soles were sweating, his throat was so raw that he could hardly speak.

"Don't worry, sir. Since you mentioned it last time, we have practiced even more while guarding the city."

Fang Meng stared at the city closely and slowly raised his right hand.

"Now, cum!"

The archers at the top of the city had already drawn their bows and were waiting for each other. As soon as Fang Meng slashed his hand, dense arrows shot towards the sky in an instant.

Fan Chou was about to laugh, but the archers guarding the city couldn't even shoot their arrows accurately. Unexpectedly, the next moment, arrows rained down from the sky, carrying the wind, and rushed towards the people filling the trench.

Generally speaking, these five hundred people have not yet crossed the trench, so bows and arrows from the wall should not be able to shoot them.

You can use a flat oblique shooting method to make the bow and arrow form a curved parabola when it is shot. With the force of the wind, the original shooting range can be several meters longer.

Most of the 500 men sent by Fan Chou were too late to defend themselves with Yang Qi's wooden shield, and an unknown number of them were nailed to the ground by the rain of arrows.

The remaining people had no choice but to huddle behind the flying bridge and resist, unable to take another step forward.

"Tsk." Fan Chou held the reins tightly, glanced at Zhang Ji, and said slowly: "My dear brother..."

Zhang Ji felt numb all over from being called "good brother". He spat secretly and rode out of the battle: "Charge!"

Zhong Ping saw that his oblique shooting method was working, and his tension eased slightly. Fang Meng couldn't help but half-leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

The soldiers on the city wall were all excited, and this initial victory gave them a lot of confidence.

"shoot!"

The rain of arrows was overwhelming and pressing down on the city. Zhang Ji brandished his spear, and the war horse under him neighed and ran rampant on the battlefield, tearing a path through the sky full of arrows.

"Charge with me!"

Zhang Ji and his three thousand men came straight to the flying bridge.

Zhong Ping clings to the city wall, his fingers almost bleeding. Is Zhang Ji crazy? He wants to use his life to fill the city trench?! The arrows in the city simply cannot withstand such consumption...

"Made."

Zhongpei cursed in a low voice.

Zhang Ji was also scolding Fan Chou in his heart. He was hiding in the back and enjoying himself while he asked me to fight in the front.

Your soldiers are soldiers, but my soldiers are no longer soldiers?! You son of a bitch, you will definitely have no buttholes when you give birth to a son!

Seeing the soldiers around him fall to the ground one by one, Zhang Ji finally reached the flying bridge. He rolled over and dismounted, and twirled his spear to deflect the incoming arrows.

Looking at the flying bridge filled with arrows, Zhang Ji's thoughts moved and he angrily ordered the surviving soldiers around him to hold up their wooden shields and get under the flying bridge.

There were more than a hundred soldiers hiding under each of the two flying bridges.

Zhongping knew that shooting arrows was useless now, so he waved his hand to signal the archers to stop shooting.

Fang on the other side swallowed hard. He knew that it would be time to leave the city to fight. It would be a pure fierce battle with no strategies to use.

Zhang Ji heard that the rain of arrows on the wall had stopped. He quickly stood up and ordered: "Get up together and carry the flying bridge on your back!"

The two flying bridges quickly rushed towards the trench.

Zhongping cursed again: "Damn it, let go of rockets!"

Now, when you are fighting to the death, you cannot allow yourself to be half-hearted like a woman.

Even if he knew that this rocket had been used on the battlefield by him in advance, when word of the Battle of Chang'an spread, those who defended the city would inevitably follow suit, and he couldn't care less.

Tanehira forced himself to open his eyes wide and look.

The arrows tied with kerosene were burning and nailed to the flying bridge. The fire suddenly shot up, beating with the help of the strong wind, nearly distorting the surrounding air.

The soldiers hiding under the flying bridge were stuck together and huddled up, unable to escape in time. The flying bridge became a shackles, blocking their possibility of survival.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and screams are coming and going. Some hands that were burned by the fire and ulcerated struggled to crawl out, with half of their palms buried in the soil.

Someone is praying to heaven, and the charred arms stretch straight to the sky, and the skin melts into wax and clings to the exposed teeth.

Most people were burned by the flames into a huddled ball of black coal, blending into the black ash.

Zhongping kept his eyes open, but he didn't dare to close them. He had to listen, see, and think.

Zhang Ji was lucky. The two flying bridges were connected front to back, and the rear flying bridge was still far away from the range of the bow and arrow on the wall. Therefore, as soon as the front flying bridge caught fire, Zhang Ji led the two hundred people behind to escape.

Zhong Ping allowed Zhang Ji to retreat successfully. He could have used another oblique shot. Just now, it was because the rocket was inconvenient to use this method of shooting, so Zhang Ji escaped. If he used the oblique shot again, Zhang Ji would probably not be able to escape.

But Zhongpei didn't do this. He had a better plan.

The system notification sounded in my mind for a long time.

Contributor: Zhong Ping

Nace person: Liu Xie (Emperor)

Relationship: monarch and minister (suggestion success rate bonus is 2%)

Current status: Proposal successful (reward bonus 100%)

Reward settlement: 10 attribute points

five years life

Allicin extraction method (local method success rate 61%)

Quyuan plow structure diagram (refined version)

Weather forecast (5 times)

Collection status: Yes/No

Zhong Ping was confused.

This is... an explosion of gold coins???

He suddenly had a bold idea. Didn't Zhang Xi impeach him for being arbitrary? No matter what strategy he proposed in the future, he should tell Liu Xie first, what if the other party adopted it?

What a great opportunity to earn rewards...
Chapter completed!