Half an hour after the war started, a detachment of the Turkic army finally broke into the top of the city for the first time. The morale of the Turkic soldiers was greatly boosted, and they even snatched the Khitan flag hanging on the top of the city, and excitedly held it high to show it to the Turkish army formation below the city.
In an instant, earth-shaking cheers erupted from the Turkic army: "Long live the Martial Lord!" The overwhelming sound almost overturned the entire Linhuang Prefecture. For a moment, all the Turkic soldiers thought: the city was about to be broken, and they were extremely excited!
But at this moment, the young man in white holding the Green Water Sword suddenly stepped onto the captured city wall alone. Looking at the Turkic soldiers who were coming like a tide, Zhou Yi's sword suddenly moved!
The slender fingers gently flicked on the Green Water Sword, and the white clothes fluttered slightly in the wind. A strong breath suddenly burst out of Zhou Yi's body. Then the bright sword body mixed with fierce sword energy suddenly fell out.
Points of sword light burst out, like stars in the night sky.
The crowd was unexpectedly and quickly engulfed by Zhou Yi's sword light. With his feet lightly stepping on the mountain of corpses on the ground, Zhou Yi stepped forward step by step. His sword moved with him, flashes of cold light appeared, and the crowd in front of him suddenly collapsed in an instant!
Hundreds of soldiers were killed by just one person
Soon, the soldiers defending the city came to their senses and began to counterattack. The unstoppable phalanx composed of shields, sabers and spears pushed the Turkic soldiers to the outside line. The archers kept shooting arrows in the gaps behind them, inflicting heavy casualties on the enemy.
In less than a few minutes, the soldiers who climbed onto the city wall suffered heavy losses, and thousands of corpses were driven off the city wall.
At this time, the siege ladders and siege vehicles that were slowly moving finally approached the city wall. Standing on the siege vehicles at the same height as the city wall, the archers of the Turkish army began to shoot back at the defenders on the top of the city wall, restraining the defenders' movements. At the same time, hundreds of ladders "clucked" against the top of the city wall, and the brave Turkish soldiers scrambled to climb up!
The defenders on the city wall retaliated by prying open the ladder hooked on the city wall and pushing it outwards. All the enemy soldiers on the ladder fell down from a high place and turned into meat patties.
However, relying on this desperate attack and the cover of their archers, the Turks, after suffering heavy casualties, actually climbed up the east city wall for a second time and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the defenders.
The situation on the top of the city kept changing. It was captured by the Turkic army, and then taken back by Zhou Yi and his men. The two sides fought fiercely here countless times, and the top of the city changed hands many times! The corpses gradually piled up one layer, two layers, three layers...
The sound waves roared, and the noisy voices around the entire Linhuang Prefecture lit up the entire sky.
The sun rose from the east to the middle of the sky, and then set from the middle to the west. The sky gradually darkened. The fire arrows flying back and forth were like fireflies in the night sky, making the sky slightly brighter!
This siege has lasted for a whole day. In the distance, under the Turkic Golden Wolf flag, looking at the fierce battle on the city wall, Commander Youming's face has turned pale.
Messengers rushed back and forth to report to him one after another.
Youming's hands were trembling slightly. The battle reports flying like snowflakes were revealing an extremely cruel fact: the fierce battle had lasted for more than ten hours! Linhuang Prefecture was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up one team after another. Countless elite soldiers and generals disappeared, but the dilapidated city still stood tall.
This fact made it completely impossible for Ya to accept the situation: perhaps the opponent did have more than a dozen of the world's top martial arts masters, but the invincible Turkic army had been fighting hard for a whole day, paying a huge price and making sacrifices, but they couldn't even capture a stronghold on the top of the city
Are the people guarding that city really human
He cursed softly: "You bastard, you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!" His handsome and fair face turned red with anger, but the anger soon subsided.
Youming slammed his fist heavily on the table in front of him, and then uttered an extremely unwilling order almost word by word!
"Sound the retreat!"
"Eat!" On the eastern city wall, Zhou Yi chopped down a struggling Turkic soldier with a sword, looked in the direction of the opponent's camp, and couldn't help but smile.
Soon after, the whole city was excited about this first victory...
In Linhuang Prefecture, after the first victory, the lively atmosphere in the whole city had not yet subsided. Bonfires were lit and the smell of meat wafted out.
In the military camp, people were coming in and out. Soldiers who knew each other came to visit their companions, encouraged each other, and said to each other: "The Turks are nothing special!"
Zhou Yi and the others sat around the fire, eating barbecue quietly like other ordinary soldiers. After a while, Hoelun came over, sat down slowly, took a piece of barbecue and started eating: "The city defense has been restored, I have told them to cheer up. But it seems that Youming is not going to attack again today."
"Youming is known for his calmness in using troops. Attacks at night are not his style. Such risks are not his style." Zhamuhe came over and reached out to take a piece of barbecue. "How many casualties are there?"
"About 50,000 to 60,000! The brothers who came out from Qiyan didn't suffer too many casualties, but the newly recruited Khitan soldiers..."
Zhou Yi raised his eyes, looked at Hoelun and said, "Do you know how many Turkic casualties there were?"
"It should be no less than ours, but overall it's not much more!"
Yun Zhongxiao clenched his fists, his joints making crisp popping sounds, and then he said almost through his teeth: "This is about defending the city!"
"After all, we are not good at fighting. And our opponents are the best Turks outside the Great Wall." Jamukha's face was calm. "A little bit of bloodiness cannot replace morale and training. It's good enough that we can charge forward."
On the top of the city wall, the soldiers on duty were still concentrating on looking at the Turkic camp in the distance. The north wind whistled past in the wilderness, and it felt chilly. There were still flames in the camp in the distance, and it was obvious that the Netherworld was still making intensive preparations for the attack.
Zhou Yi and Yun Chongxiao slowly stepped onto the top of the city wall side by side, looking at the camp in the distance, and laughed softly: "Since Youming doesn't dare to attack at night, let's attack!"
"You already know that Youming has always been cautious in his use of troops. Do you still have to use such a risky method?"
Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "When you are in a desperate situation, you can only have a chance to break out if you do things that ordinary people dare not imagine. Now, facing these hundreds of thousands of troops, killing Youming is our only chance!"
Zhou Yi looked back into Yun Zhongxiao's eyes and said, "It's time! Please!"
Yun Zhongxiao looked solemn and replied briefly: "Don't worry!" (To be continued)