Section 171

When he said that he was fighting, Lao Cao knew very well that there was no gunpowder in the siege this time. Although the Locust Army and Gan Ning's navy were encircled on three sides, it was not easy to capture Pengcheng?

But if you don’t fight, this Eastern Expedition is meaningless, and you have to go to Xia Pi and pass through Pengcheng.

The only option is to confront each other head-on.

But there are only more than 30,000 people who can compete in his hands.

There are at least 50,000 people in Pengcheng, although they are all fake "locust army", the gangsters, scoundrels and prisoners collected by Lu Bu. However, sieges all use human lives to pile up and fill them up. How can we use 30,000 people to pile up 50,000 people on the city wall?

There is no way, fight hard!

Just as Lao Cao ordered, it turned out to be sunny the next day. The green leaves and the grass tips were covered with crystal water droplets. If a gust of wind blows, it would sprinkle a large "shower". There was a busy scene in Cao's camp. Except for those simple crutches with arms hanging and wood, everyone was silently checking their armor and weapons, and there would be a tough battle to fight.

Lao Cao still had a glimmer of hope. Every time Zhang Feng could always get rid of danger in desperate situations, or come up with some wonderful ideas to overcome difficulties. However, this time Zhang Feng had no choice but to shook his shoulders and spread his hands, indicating that he could do nothing.

"Lord, don't worry!" Cao Hong polished his armor all night and polished it shinyly, so that his face could be printed clearly on it. "Damn him! I'm afraid of a bird!"

"Fengxiao?" Cao Cao looked at Guo Jia hopefully, and thought of a solution for me?

Guo Jia is not Baidu, he will have an answer when searching, and he also said that there are things that Baidu doesn’t understand.

He could only nod and bow to Lao Cao in shame: "Fuck him?"

Lao Cao sent Qiubo to Zhang Feng again, good son-in-law, give him an idea.

Zhang Feng could only agree with Cao Hong, "Trouble him!"

Cao Cao waved helplessly and weakly, "Since that's the case, I personally supervise the army!"

Cao Jun is finally going to take action!

Although Zhang Liao had no expression on his face, he was not nervous at all. It was a lie. Look at the fact that Cao's army had few people, but they were neatly arranged in formations. Then look at the tens of thousands of mobs under his command...

If I were given three years, no, even two years, I would dare to fight Cao Cao head-on! What a pity.

Zhang Liao was stabbed by the strong reflections of the 8,000 soldiers in Cao's army, like a rippling wave of the sun shining on the river.

"Can the huge rocks, wood, and boiling oil be prepared?" Zhang Liao turned around and asked the deputy general.

"Return to the general, all of them are ready!"

"Divide the soldiers into three stops! One stops to defend the city, one stops to stand by, and one stops to rest!"

"Here!"

Cao Cao looked at the figures coming and going on the walls of Pengcheng from afar and sighed: "This Zhang Liao is a bit capable. I am afraid that our army will take turns to attack the city, so he must divide his subordinates into several groups. There are only a few thousand people in the city. Alas, he can only attack hard."

More than 30,000 people lined up in an inverted triangle, and the eight thousand infantrymen were at the front, and more than 10,000 people were carrying ladders and ziplines. The ladder was made here now, and no one would travel from Xuchang to carry the ladder and play here.

Cao Cao's army was silent, as quiet as a pantomime, while the miscellaneous soldiers who were pieced together on the city pointed at the colleagues under the city, either afraid or indifferent, or noisy as if they were having a friendship.

Xu Chu bowed to Cao Cao in a buzzing voice and said, "Lord, please give an order!"

Cao Cao nodded to the flag-holder behind him, and then shouted: "All army! Fuck him..."

"Puchi!" Cao Hong couldn't help laughing, and Guo Jia also covered his mouth with a fan, desperately preventing himself from making a sound.

The flag-holder also forgot to give his orders to beat the drum.

Cao Cao turned around with a little shame and anger and stared at Cao Hong fiercely. It was all your fault!

"The whole army! Attack the city!" Cao Cao's order this time was a little bit loud.

Eight Thousand Steps shouted: "Attack!" With neat steps, he raised a giant shield high from a man, and slowly advanced towards the city wall amid the rumbling sound of the earth.

The eight thousand people are uniformly paced, and the power of a tank is no less than the power of a tank when they move at the same time. Just look at the military parade on the National Day every year.

The scene on the city wall that was still noisy just now was like a rooster pinched to her throat, and it was silent.

This battle? Can you win? Many people are questioned in their hearts.

If they didn't talk about the eight thousand people, they would definitely not be able to catch up. With such thick armor, the sow could also climb a tree.

However, such strict military discipline and such neat military shape make people shudder without starting a fight...

Eight thousand people slowly relaxed the formation, while the more than 10,000 soldiers carrying ladders and wearing ordinary chain mail accelerated to follow, and inserted them into the formation where the heavy infantry gradually dispersed, as if they were fountain pens and pen caps.

The last ten thousand infantry wearing leather armor untied the longbow behind them, followed closely behind the heavy infantry, and pressed them up.

Many people's hearts were in their throats. The tacit understanding and cooperation of the Cao army were unprecedented, and they were unheard of. Can a large number of people win when fighting against such an army?

Cao Cao himself didn't know that as soon as he appeared, many people in the city felt guilty.

Eight thousand steps covered the mail infantry approaching the city wall, and the ten thousand bowmen just shot an arrow neatly in the first row, and then stopped after taking a few steps.

Zhang Liao's pupils shrank, they were measuring the range with bows and arrows!

I didn't have time to think so much, and the enemy had touched the city wall. Zhang Liao shouted, pulled out his sword and said, "Shoot the arrow!"

The bows and arrows that have been tried and tested in other places are useless here. Even if they don’t have that tall steel shield, these soldiers protected by chain mail are not something that ordinary bows and arrows can’t be injured.

There was a jingling sound, and the rain of arrows fell on the giant shields raised by the heavy strollers, like a small stone thrown into the water, causing a few ripples and then there was no sound.

And the enemy began to set up ladders!

"Rolling the wood and rocking the stone!" Zhang Liao ordered decisively!

This is not something that armor can defend against. Cao Cao began to suffer casualties. A soldier who was carrying a ladder and was about to let the comrades behind him go up was hit by a big rock on his head. A circle of white liquid burst out of nowhere. He fell softly to the ground without even shouting.

The same thing happened, more of the steel shields, huge rocks and wood in the hands of heavy infantrymen, making harsh and sensational sounds.

Those who can use giant shields are strong soldiers with extraordinary arm strength, but not everyone can withstand the stones falling from the sky and wood grown by a person, let alone the power of recoil.

Like rain hitting floating duckweed, the neat giant shield formation began to have gaps. Some of the soldiers' giant shields were smashed by stones, revealing a small gap, and then another stone came. The heavy armored soldier was also hit and bleeding.

But before the order to retreat came out, even if it was dead, it would be up! The soldiers were holding their heads and pounding their huge rocks and wood, setting up long ladders after ladders. The two soldiers worked together to support the soldiers behind them to climb up.

Archers will not be idle either. They use the first row of volleys to measure the lower range to ensure that the soldiers in the last row can also shoot on the city wall. Although generally speaking, the downward shooting ability on the city wall is farther, Cao's longbow has been improved, and the range is farther than that of ordinary bows, which offsets the advantage of high altitude and is actually comparable to the range on the city wall.

"Three wheels shot! Release!"

The soldiers in the first row draw their bows and shoot arrows at the same angle. After the release, they do not care whether they hit the target or not. They retreat to the back row, draw arrows and tread the strings, and the people in the back row immediately penetrate the front, shoot arrows and then retreat, a total of three rounds, just like the gears in a precision watch, which fit very closely.

In this way, the casualties on the city wall were even greater. How many people under Zhang Liao could get a piece of Cao's armor like him from the last night attack? Those flesh and blood bodies flew over the Cao's army like locusts, with arrows with blood grooves, the only consequence was that they would bleed continuously and even die!

The frequency of throwing stones and wood on the city wall suddenly became much slower. Many people did not dare to expose their heads, and some even placed giant trees in front of them as shields. Of course, the Cao army under the city would not slow down their offensive. They took advantage of this favorable situation and roared up the ladder, and some had even climbed halfway.

"Master, trash! If you dare to retreat and retreat, you will be executed!" Zhang Liao was furious when he saw this. Before he could do anything, he couldn't do it.

As soon as the personal guards who were loyal to Zhang Liao arrived, the situation immediately changed. They did not avoid arrows and stones. Anyone who was afraid of fighting was a sword. When ordinary soldiers on the city wall saw that they had no way to advance and retreat, they simply made up their minds and fought!

So the stones and wood became denser. The soldiers who had just climbed halfway through were horrified to find that the ladder had been pushed down from above and fell from the air with a long scream of drag.

Lao Cao looked from a distance and the situation was not bad. Unexpectedly, as soon as the other party supervised the battle, the situation changed immediately. Although the opponent's soldiers were screaming and being shot, their casualties were obviously greater. The military doctor in a white robe was transported back and forth on the battlefield, almost all of them were seriously injured, smashed, and dropped.

Especially the other party's general wearing his own armor, probably Zhang Liao. Whenever he went, the attacks on that section of the city wall became much denser.

People are not afraid of death, and Lu Bu is helpless. Although people often fall down by arrows on the city wall, the stones and wood on the city wall have never been broken since the moment Zhang Liao personally supervised the battle.

Suddenly, a defender on the city wall retreated, revealing a small gap. The soldiers under the city thought it was a good opportunity. They just crawled with hands and feet, but they saw two big and round soldiers with a naked upper body carrying a big black pot and pouring a whole pot of steaming liquid from their heads!

"Ah--!" Screams continued to sound. Seeing the tension in the war, the enemy began to pour oil! All the soldiers who were sprayed with oil covered their faces and were exposed outside, and they screamed. They would not die if they were sprayed with hot oil. However, the pain that was so painful that they could not be described in words, and the wailing of the heart made every soldier who was in the scene empathize with it, as if he was being sprayed with himself.

If death comes suddenly, directly, or not terrible. But it is another matter to see a living person slowly dying in an extremely painful way.

That's it if it's soaked in oil.

Especially when the eyes were oily, someone actually reached out to dig out their eyes, held them in their hands and shouted, making every comrade around him cry and bleeding in his heart.

Some people rolled on the ground and shouted: "Give me a knife, I can't stand it!"

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran up with tears in his eyes and stabbed the injured person in the neck. Then he cried sadly.

The war began to become unfavorable, although the number of casualties in Cao's army was less than that of the other party.

But Cao Cao knew very well that his soldiers' worth was not the same level as the other party.

If a properly trained soldier in Cao's army was a pearl, then the mobs on the city wall who were forced to throw stones and smash wood were a grain of sand and a brick.

Replace pearls with gravel? Liu Chan doesn’t do it either! But there is no other choice at this time.

Hearing the endless cry of mourning in his ears, watching the wounded soldiers who were dragged back one by one by the military doctor and were soaked that they were all purple and black all over, and then they stopped. Old Cao's eyes were blood red and his eyes narrowed even tighter.

"Lord! Why not be as good as Mingjin? The casualties are too great?" Guo Jia only knew what to do. The war was completely out of the ordinary. Seeing that the number of people who died suddenly increased rapidly, he couldn't help but speak.

"Fuck! Those guys are not in vain!" Cao Cao, who had never been angry with Guo Jia, was also angry. Perhaps he knew that his tone was a little heavier, "Only by continuing to attack, the efforts just now will not be in vain! Otherwise, everything will turn into flowing water!"

Guo Jia didn't understand. Anyway, he felt that he had said the wrong thing and kept silent.

Seeing that the situation was not very good, Zhang Feng stepped forward and bowed, "Lord, wait for me to get this Zhang Liao!"

Cao Cao was shocked and looked up at Zhang Feng's anxious little face, "Be very careful!"

Zhang Liao was walking around the city wall in the rain of arrows, personally supervising the battle of each section of the city wall. Suddenly, he saw a single horse running in the distance, looking at the bird feathers on the head and the Fang Tianhua Ji in his hand, and using his butt, he knew it was Zhang Feng.

"If Zhang Feng is shot to death, Cao's army will retreat!" Although Zhang Feng is Lu Bu's son-in-law, Zhang Liao never felt that there was anything wrong with killing him on the battlefield.

As a military general, you must be aware of the death of the enemy at any time, even if he married the emperor's daughter.

Cao Cao was anxious, but Zhang Liao was not anxious. Although the soldiers on the city wall were forced to fight with Cao's army, he knew that this was a threat by death. Once it went too far, these soldiers who were not good things would turn against each other and stab themselves at any time. Moreover, as the number of soldiers died more and more, the danger became greater.

If Zhang Feng is killed, everything will be different. Zhang Liao narrowed his eyes, took off the bow and arrow behind him, secretly estimating the distance from Zhang Feng, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Ten steps, nine steps...

Didn’t Zhang Feng know that he was in danger? But in order to trick Zhang Liao, he didn’t even put down his mask and deliberately gave the other party a chance.

It is also his own opportunity.

Five steps, four steps...

On the right moment, a hundred steps will arrive in a flash! What's more, these just ten steps?

Three steps, two steps...

Zhang Feng himself raised his heart to his throat and raised his whole body to an unprecedented level.

One step, it's here!

Zhang Feng almost instinctively lowered his head and fell down. The bow and arrow, which was comparable to the speed of a bullet, ignored him and thought he was self-righteous. He could only hear a loud scream of "ah" and Zhang Feng fell off his horse.
Chapter completed!