In the dark night, Jing Zhan killed the enemy with one arrow. Cao Lan looked at him and Ling Yun with a hint of respect. Although the soldiers of the Thunder Army were not clear about their true identities, their eyes were filled with worship.

On the mainland, the strong are always respected by people, especially among soldiers. They respect the strong. Whether it is force or intelligence, even if it is skillful, they will be respected by people. This is the empire's style of respecting martial arts and culture.

In the dark night, a hundred meters away, a single arrow hits the moving enemy, which is not something any of them can do.

"The enemy is going to launch an attack. These Western barbarians are so brave. Do you really treat us as soft persimmons?" Cao Lan snorted coldly when he saw that the enemy had already begun to prepare to attack the city.

"Haha, the Cao army seems to be full of confidence. Haven't you asked Xiahou Junjie for help at this moment?" Ling Yun said with a smile.

Due to time and force, the Western coalition forces were just gathered at the south gate of Helin Town, and no Western coalition soldiers appeared on the north gate facing Anyang Prefecture.

"Come here, take my command arrow. Go and find the general and tell him what is going on here!" Cao Lan suddenly shouted as if he looked at Ling Yun.

Although he was a little embarrassed, Cao Lan knew that it was not the time to act voluntarily. Now there were many torches outside the city. The enemy dared to attack the city so blatantly, and the number of soldiers would definitely exceed that of the Han soldiers. Moreover, if it was really the vanguard sent by Als, then the soldiers would definitely come at any time. If the Western coalition forces had not yet encircled Helin Town, it would be too late to regret it.

"The enemy is coming, and the number is about a thousand people." Jing Zhan pointed in the distance, and in the dark, he could only see the torches shaking back and forth, and he could smell the noise of False and Chinese.

After a moment, a team of people raised their torches and appeared a hundred meters away.

"Can this brother see things in the dark?" Cao Lan said in surprise.

"Yes." Jing Zhan nodded.

"Very good!" Cao Lan nodded slightly and praised sincerely.

"The opponent sent a light infantry? Is it too arrogant?" Ling Yun suddenly laughed.

"It's a pity that it's dark now. I don't know if the enemy has a secret backup, otherwise I would have led the army to rush forward and catch him off guard." Cao Lan said regretfully.

"Otherwise, we can't see each other clearly, and the other party can't see us clearly. Take advantage of the situation and fight out and then return to the city immediately, as if there is no danger." Ling Yun said with a smile.

"It's reasonable." Guan Xinpeng nodded.

"It should be no danger, the enemy army is still gathering behind." Jing Zhan's eyes were deep and he said for a moment.

"Okay, Staff Guan Xinpeng, you will take the responsibility of defending the city on my behalf. I will lead my own troops to fight against the battlefield." Cao Lan said with a smile.

"I can do my best!" Jing Zhan suddenly said. He wanted to see the Benlei Army and the Western Alliance defeat each other, but when things came to an end, Jing Zhan could not stop his blood in his heart.

This is one thing for the Kuanglan Army or the Benlei Army, but it is another thing for the joint resistance to foreign enemies. As long as it is a normal imperial soldier, it will arouse a sense of arrogance when facing foreign enemies. This is the precipitation of the empire for thousands of years.

How dare you bully me, no one in China? A passionate man can kill enemies everywhere to achieve success!

"Well, then I'll have to ask this general, and I'm also asking someone to see the power of the Kuanglan Army soldiers who are Lei Dongfeng." Cao Lan looked at Jing Zhan, looked strange, pondered and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Cao's army!" Jing Zhan sincerely saluted. Any soldier who resists foreign enemies deserves his respect.

"So they are from the Kuanglan Army?" When several soldiers of the Benlei Army around Cao Lan heard this, they looked at Jing Zhan again.

However, these soldiers were Cao Lan's confidants, and they just looked at Jing Zhan with a little surprise, and no one spoke out of doubts.

"Zi Jin, this Jing Mingyang brother is very handsome." When Cao Lan and Jing Zhan walked down the city wall, Guan Xinpeng said softly.

"His riding skills are even better." Ling Yun smiled, and his expression could not hide his appreciation.

"Oh, I think your plan has been half successful. The Cao army has now completely become determined to win. We also sent Xiahou Junjie a letter of help. It depends on whether you have the ability to impress him." Guan Xinpeng said.

"Plan? Our plan is to let General Cao Lan help me with the help of Lei Jun. Where is it now?" Ling Yun said dissatisfied.

"Then how do you plan to persuade him? The Cao Qinglin I know is a very stubborn personality." Guan Xinpeng whispered.

"Those who are warlike move them with war, and those who are fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of fond of us." Ling Yun said with a smile.

"False truth." Guan Xinpeng smiled helplessly, ignored Ling Yun, and began to command the Ben Lei Army on the city wall to prepare for combat.

On this side, Cao Lan and Jing Zhan walked down the city wall and set up a group of cavalry. Cao Lan generously equipped the dozen people Jing Zhan brought with them. Because he wanted to hide his identity before, Jing Zhan and others entered Helin Town with ordinary horses. Cao Lan simply assigned them the corresponding war horses and did the best.

"Have you asked the general's name yet?" Cao Lan had now determined that Jing Zhan's archery technique like a god-like person must be a general under Lei Dongfeng, and he had the intention of making friends.

"Jing Zhan." Jing Zhan said.

"Well, so, what kind of weapons General Jing needs?" Cao Lan thought for a while, very unfamiliar with this name, but he didn't know that what he wanted to do when he was engaged in cavalry intelligence like Jing Zhan was to be calm and unknown.

"A saber, a carved bow, and a pot of feathered arrows." Jing Zhan said.

"Okay, bring my bow and arrow and horizontal knife!" Cao Lan shouted.

After a moment, someone brought Cao Lan's knife bow, but there were two sets. It seemed that one was commonly used, and the other was spare.

Cao Lan took his Tuomu ox horn from the soldier and handed it to Jing Zhan: "This Tuomu ox horn is more than five stones, and it cannot be driven without hundreds of kilograms of strength. General Jing can first..."

As soon as Cao Lan finished speaking, he saw Jing Zhan exerting his strength, and his bow was like a full moon.

"Shangke, it's much softer than the bow I'm used to." Jing Zhan said lightly.

"This is my ancestral long-handled horizontal sword. It is slightly heavier than a saber. It is my spare weapon. Can you use it?" Cao Lan smiled slightly, but the appreciation in her eyes became even stronger.

He also ordered a long-handled horizontal sword with a cold light. The sword was six feet long and slightly curved. It was like a woman's brow, and the edge of the sword was shining with cold light. Judging from the length and material, it was obviously a little heavier than the standard long-handled saber used by ordinary cavalry.

When he took the Takumu bow, Jing Zhan just pulled it open. But when he saw the horizontal knife with a flashing light, his eyes lit up: "Good knife."

After he leaned his bow and leaned over his waist and lifted up the long-handled horizontal knife. He gently pulled a knife flower and said, "It's available!"

Jing Zhan usually uses only the standard sabers of Han soldiers. Although they are light and flexible, they are always a bit flawed when used. Although Jing Zhan's strength is not as powerful as Li Yan and Lei Dongfeng, he is also a hard hand that can easily drive a strong bow. At this moment, when Cao Lan's horizontal sword was started, he suddenly felt a sense of fullness in his hand, and he secretly knew in his heart that the sword was just tailor-made for him.

"Okay, let's go, Brother Jing, don't lose face for your Kuanglan Army." Seeing this, Cao Lan felt very happy, laughed loudly, took a knife and rode his horse, and led the team to rush towards the gate of Helin Town.

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A thousand Gaul light infantry, led by the officers, launched a tentative attack on Helin Town.

It is not Campbell Tot, but the area of ​​Helin Town is only five or six miles. According to normal calculations, the ability to station troops is extremely limited. In fact, even if most of the Benlei Army entered Helin Town that day, most of the troops would rely on the town and camp outside the walls.

Moreover, the city walls and wooden gates that were less than four meters long, no matter how they looked, they could not withstand the charges of their troops.

Despite this, Campbell sent a team of thousands to conduct a tentative attack. He was rude in language but not rough in character. Otherwise, Als would not have let him command the forward to chase the veteran.

If you pursue such things, it is a reward for doing it well; if you don’t do it well, you will force the enemy to bite it back, which will be a loss that will be more than worth the loss and may even lead to a chain of defeat.

A thousand light-armed infantrymen held their shields and approached within a 100-meter range of Helin Town. The soldiers on the city wall began to diffuse freely under the command of Guan Xinpeng.

At this moment, dozens of torches in the hands of the light-armed infantry of the Gaul have become the best ruler for the archers of the Benlei Army. This is different from shooting a separate target. As long as the first few arrows of the ruler are determined, the archers behind can spread arrows on such a large group of enemies even if they rely solely on their experience.

This also shows that an experienced archer must be trained for a period of time before he can go to the battlefield, otherwise such long-distance diffusion will have no accuracy and lethality. The idea that lifting a bow is an archer is just a fabrication by literati.

As the bow and arrow fell, screams rang out, and the Gaul light infantry ran quickly and dispersed the formation at the same time. The team of one thousand people spread out in the wilderness. In the darkness, the target was much smaller. The second round of arrow rain fell, and the losses caused were almost minimal.

"Silly Han people, use a few torches to transfer your target." Campbell looked at all this and smiled proudly. It turned out that the dozens of torches in the charge camp were arranged on purpose, and the purpose was to attract the attention of the soldiers of the Thunder Army on the city wall to cover the charge of others.

The light-armed infantrymen of the Gaul quickly moved towards the city wall. The small ladders used by engineers they carried with them were enough to climb up the low city wall.

It is less than fifty meters away from the city wall, and it takes less than ten seconds to start the official siege.

At this moment, a stubborn voice suddenly echoed in the night sky. Under the dim light, the city gate of Helin Town's south gate suddenly opened, and the dense sound of horse hooves sounded instantly, and a team of Han cavalry charged out quickly.

"Run-thunder" With the uniform roar, these cavalry rushed into the formation of the unprepared Gallic light infantry like thunder, and the weapons in their hands were like thunder, striking in their hearts.
Chapter completed!