Chapter 12 Boy (Five)

"Ah--" The uncut soldiers screamed loudly, their feet slipped, and they fell to the sky. However, they didn't care about the biting pain. They turned over, rolled and turned around and rushed to the front of the team.

If you are shot in an arrow, you may die or not. The ten generals who were supervised were cut by a knife, but they cannot live again. The account is very simple, and the sharp blade that is close to them quickly restores their minds to their hearts.

Under the pressure of the ten generals of Dutou, the archers in Youzhou cheered up again, hid behind the shield, and shot against the defenders on the city. The soldiers carrying hay also rushed up from the back row with their teeth and continued to pave the hay along the previous road, paving the hay foot by foot to the ice wall.

On the ice wall, the calm rural warriors kept pouring arrow rain outside the city under the command of Zheng Ziming. Their accuracy was very average, but they were in order. Almost every round of arrow rain fell, they could knock down more than a dozen Youzhou troops. The results of the Youzhou troops were much worse. The eagle that shot towards the city was either blocked by the ice wall or deviated from the target, and less than 10% of those who could truly achieve success were.

"Let's go forward, raise the bow, don't shoot arrows randomly, listen to my orders!" Seeing that the brave men from Lijiazhai were getting more and more comfortable, Hu Yancong's face couldn't help but feel a little hot. He also followed Zheng Ziming's appearance and organized the brothers holding the horn bow under his command and launched a counterattack outside the city. "If you want to shoot, shoot together. Look at my hand, I will shoot wherever I point!"

"Yes!" The heroes agreed in a mess, put their bodies towards the mercedes, raised their horn bows, and pulled them into a semicircle. In terms of shooting skills, they asked themselves that they were definitely not under the surrounding rural bravery, but the killing and injuries caused to the enemy were far from those of Lijiazhai Township Warriors. This made the heroes very embarrassed, and they held their breath and wanted to catch up.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh, swosh..." Rows of sharp arrows flew down from the ice wall, and splashed blood mist in the Youzhou Army's team. The hay roads on the hillside were quickly dyed red, and the blood on the ice surface became more and more messy and dazzling. However, the Youzhou Army outside the ice wall seemed crazy and turned a blind eye to the death that was close at hand.

Forced by the steel knife and under the protection of the shield, they carried the hay and pushed towards the ice wall. They continued to go back and forth. The hay avenue continued to extend and extend, and each foot of the hay was extended forward, a body was paid.

On the ice wall, the township hero standing in the front row pulled his arms so weak that he could not put down the corner bow and retired. Another row of township heroes approached the mercedes in the direction they retreated, picked up the corner bow, and put the carved feathers on the bowstring. "Swoosh, swosh, swosh...", and it was loud and sounded, playing the music of death.

"Switch, change people, your arms are weak and you're going to go down quickly, don't show off your power." Hu Yancong shouted loudly, completely forgot about himself. "Switch to other brothers first, cultivate enough strength before changing back!"

He is older than Zheng Ziming and more experienced than Zheng Ziming. He is not in line with each other and does not owe the latter too much favor. Therefore, he can always relax in front of the latter. Unlike elsewhere, he must always pay attention to the boss's expression and his own image.

The heroes of the green forest also followed the appearance of the village hero and took turns to fight. Every time they shot ten arrows, they handed the horn bow to the robes behind them and retreated to the inside of the city wall to recover their strength. The unfamiliar tactics made them feel a little nervous during the execution. But while they were nervous, they felt a little tacit understanding and relaxation.

During the tense shooting process, the pace of time quietly accelerated. The figures on the ice wall intertwined, and the figures outside the ice wall rose one after another, blood surged under the wall like a fountain, and huge red flowers splashed out in the air. The sundial moved, and life withered like spring flowers.

Time is endless, and it is lost in the process of repeatedly raising arrows, pulling bows, and letting go. The flowers of death are approaching the city wall step by step. Through the "war of attrition" with the defenders, the people of Youzhou finally paved the hay road within twenty steps of the city wall.

Suddenly, the wind stopped and the sun shone brightly.

The sound of drums also stopped. The soldiers of Youzhou who were running towards death were stunned under the ice wall, and then they rolled back like a tide.

Several Youzhou Army commanders standing in the back row personally waved the flag and stepped forward to respond, reorganizing the team 130 steps away. The tide of people retreating under the flag gathered again, forming a group, lined up, and replaced weapons. Then, they turned their faces to the Ice City again.

"Dongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong..." The sound of drums suddenly exploded, and the earth shook. A crazy roar broke out from the throats of the soldiers of Youzhou. Stepping on the road made of human blood and hay, he rushed to the Ice City again. The giant shield covered with iron sheets reflected ferocious faces.

"Bo, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow!" The crossbow on the top of the city took the lead in attacking within a hundred steps from the ice wall. The thick crossbow arrows roared the crowd and brought a bunch of broken limbs and flesh. However, the tragic death of the companions could not awaken the soldiers of Youzhou from the madness. They held their shields, held their horn bows, and threw guns on their backs, and continued to run along the newly paved hay road. Every pair of eyes was full of madness.

Seventy steps, the village warriors on the city started to pour out arrows, one after another, creating more corpses outside the city, dyeing the hay road more red.

After sixty steps, the heroes of Taihang Mountain also began to draw bows and shoot, and the feathers were lined up, smashing blood mists from the attacking team.

Fifty steps, Hu Yanzan, Hu Yanyun, Tao Sanchun..., many archery masters on the city released their bows and arrows, and found the obviously well-dressed guys in the Youzhou army alone to kill them one after another, and blood flowed around the ice like a stream...

However, none of this could stop the crazy pace of Youzhou Army. Under the stimulation of the drums, the agitation of the lower-level officers, and the pressure of the steel knives, they all squeezed their physical strength and courage to the extreme. They stepped on their companions' bodies and continued to run forward, like groups of moths flying into the fire.

Forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps...

"Dongdongdongdong-dong" The rhythm of the drum suddenly squeaked, and then stopped abruptly.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and the moths that were fighting for fire stopped. They looked up at the ice city that was close to them, and there were blood marks on their hideous faces.

Dozens of giant shields quickly closed in front of the team, turning into a block of shiny battlements. Another row of feather arrows flew down from the top of the city, hitting the surface of the giant shield, jingling.

"Rise the bow" "Rise the bow" "Rise the bow" "Rise the bow" someone shouted behind the shield.

Hundreds of horn bows were raised, and hundreds of clusters of dark blue arrows pointed at the city wall at the same time.

"Dong! Damn dong dong dong!" The sound of drums exploded again, as if a muffled thunder rolled through the air. Hundreds of wolf-toothed arrows flew out from behind the shield wall, smashing the ice wall with white smoke and blood mist evaporated.

The drum sound stopped again, and in the silence, Hu Yancong's duck's voice seemed particularly loud.

"Low down, lower your body as soon as possible, lower your body against the stack of walls-" He bent down, moved his legs, continued to run to the right from the center of the ice wall, and kept patting every shoulder he saw with his hands along the way.

The bottom of the boots soaked in human blood became cold and slippery. Suddenly, Hu Yancong's body shook and fell on a corpse with residual heat. The next moment, he jumped up quickly, continued running, slapped, tirelessly. His hands were also covered with dazzling red.

"Low your body down and try to lower it. Archers, don't panic and look for opportunities to fight back. Shunzi, Shunzi, don't let the auxiliary soldiers come up, go down, go down quickly, be careful of the feather arrows!" Zheng Ziming's voice also sounded, with a hint of anxiety.

Even with some preparations in advance, the previous round of cover shooting of Youzhou Army also caused great losses to the city. Within twenty steps, the Youzhou Army's wolf-tooth arrows almost exerted the power of the wolf-tooth arrows. The temporary city walls built with ice water and sand are not as solid as real city walls after all. Many of the stents were smashed by feather arrows, revealing shocked faces behind the stents.

"Dong! Damn dong dong dong!" The drum sound exploded again and stopped, and the lingering sound lingered among the mountains.

Another wave of feather arrows came from the city, smashing the top of the city into pieces, and the ice splashed and white smoke rolled. More village heroes and green forest heroes were shot by feather arrows and screamed and fell softly. Those who lucky enough to avoid the enemy's attacks gritted their teeth and pulled open their horn bows, and sent rows of revenge arrows down the city.

"Hold up the shield and raise the shield to block the arrows! Wooden boards, use the wooden boards without shield boards!" Hu Yancong said in a hoarse voice and gave everyone some advice. He had accumulated enough experience in combating the equipment that was far less than that of the official army for many years. Soon, he found a way to fight against the Youzhou army.

The heroes of the village and the green forests woke up from their nightmare and found shields, wooden boards, rolling wood, and everything that could block feather arrows from their hiding places, blocking them towards the marble of the ice wall. The marble of the feather arrows that had been smashed to the shape of the feather arrows quickly restored its shielding function. A new round of wolf-tooth arrows broke through the air with the sound of drums, but were blocked by obstacles, and their lethality was rapidly reduced.

"Zhi Niang, bastard, rely on the bows and arrows given by the Khitans to scare people. If you have the guts, you should..." Hu Yancong poked out half of his body from behind a thick wooden board, and while shooting cold arrows outside the city, he cursed.

"Be careful-" Zheng Ziming rushed forward and threw him over the city, "There is a gun outside!"

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of guns were thrown silently by the Youzhou army. He flew upward for more than twenty steps, and then suddenly turned around and went downward.

"Baopaopaopaopaopao--" The shield and wooden board that had just been raised were chiseled into pieces by the gun. More guns directly bypassed the shield and wooden board, and drew arcs to the top of the ice wall, causing a large number of casualties to the defenders.

"Grandma, I'm not finished with you!" Hu Yancong pushed Zheng Ziming away, pulled out a pitcher from his side, and threw it out of the city with his backhand. "Today you either die, or I die!" While cursing, he pulled out the second and third ones and threw it towards the enemy's heads. Another row of wolf-toothed arrows flew over with the sound of drums, which scared him quickly and hid his body tightly behind the clamp. Before he could get up again, hundreds of pitchers fell from the air again, smashing the ice chips around him, forcing him to stick his body as much as possible behind the clamp, and not dared to look up easily.

Feather arrows, one row after another, endless.

The shield, on the wooden board, was quickly covered by feather arrows, like frightened hedgehogs, "standing up" thick white hair.

Ice chips, water mist, and ice cubes kept flying from the battlements. The originally seemingly indestructible battlements actually deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming thinner, so thin that it could see through the figures hiding behind.

"Crazy la la—" Suddenly, a cliff in the center of the ice wall completely collapsed, exposing the two township warriors who were bent their bows to counterattack directly under the eyes of the Youzhou army.
Chapter completed!