The Black Banner Army captured an area at the break of the city wall with great difficulty, and with Yan Se's death in battle, the control of this area was gradually taken back by the defiant defenders. This aroused the blood of the soldiers of the Black Banner Army, and once again attacked the city wall with a fierce attack. In this small area, the two sides started a bloody fight. There were so many corpses that the gap was almost filled.
Xiahou Baichuan held up his clairvoyant eyes to watch the struggle at the fracture, his face solemn.
He had to admit that this defender was the most tenacious team he had seen in his years of leadership. People say what kind of generals bring out what kind of soldiers. Looking at the bravery of these defenders, one can imagine the character of Yan Zeng, the guard of Liyin City. That is a person who refuses to admit defeat, a very tenacious person.
The fact that Liyin City was already an isolated city did not make the defenders completely desperate. Everyone from Fang Xie to Xiahou Baichuan underestimated the quality of this army. If it were someone else's team, I'm afraid they would have been unable to withstand the psychological test and collapsed in front of the fierce offensive of the Black Banner Army.
One thing Xiahou Baichuan and Yan Zeng are very clear about is that they cannot lose the first battle. If the defenders lost the first battle, even surrender would not be taken seriously by Fang Jie. And Xiahou Baichuan knew better that if he lost the first battle, it would definitely be a blow to the high fighting spirit of the Black Banner Army.
"Andrew!"
Xiahou Baichuan shouted loudly: "Let the artillery battalion concentrate its firepower and cut off the enemy's reinforcements!"
Andrew looked in the direction he pointed, then nodded vigorously. He moved over with ten cannons, and stopped the bombardment because the soldiers of the Black Banner Army had already attacked. Hearing Xiahou Baichuan's shout, he immediately ordered to adjust the muzzle, no longer aimed at the fracture, but poured the shells to a place 100 meters away from the fracture. In this way, as the artillery fires, the enemy's soldiers who reinforce the fracture cannot pass.
Seeing that the artillery battalion had successfully disconnected the enemy, Xiahou Baichuan took off the red cloak on his back, took his long spear from the hand of the soldiers, and urged his horse to charge straight out. Seeing that the general dared not delay in rushing forward, his personal soldiers urged their horses to follow.
Xiahou Baichuan took the lead, and led more than 300 soldiers directly to the breach. The horse ran up halfway along the collapsed city wall in one breath, and then Xiahou Baichuan jumped off the horseback. With the force of his feet, his body was like a shell The same flew up.
At this time, the soldiers of the Black Banner Army who attacked the city wall were suppressed again. Those crazy defenders no longer relied on fighting to force the Black Banner Army back, but rushed forward desperately, forcibly relying on their flesh and blood to fight back. The Black Banner Army squeezed down from the city wall. This crazy way of playing made people feel respect from the heart.
Xiahou Baichuan leaped onto the city wall, swept the horse's spear in his hand, and the three-foot-long spear easily swept away the throats of the three people, and blood beads flew up in mid-air, following the spear. People's heights are different. Sweeping the throats of three people with one lance requires the lance to rise and fall while sweeping. This stable hand strength is enough to show how strong Xiahou's martial arts are.
After the long lance swept across, Xiahou Baichuan took a big step forward. The lance pointed forward and pierced a soldier's heart, and then he danced the long lance. The long lance with the corpse hanging on it was like a large iron Like a hammer, many people were swept down. That long lance is like an angry dragon churning in the clouds, no one can stop it wherever it goes.
Xiahou rushed forward, while his personal soldiers protected his left and right sides.
With these well-trained personal soldiers who have experienced many battles, Xiahou Baichuan doesn't have to worry about the enemies on both sides of him at all. He just dances his long spear and charges forward, and the enemies on both sides will naturally be blocked by his personal soldiers.
As the crowd moved forward, the crowd became more and more dense, and Xiahou's long spear was gradually unable to use it.
"Change the knife!"
As Xiahou Baichuan stopped drinking, the soldiers who followed him immediately handed over the saber they were holding in their hands without any delay. After Xiahou Baichuan shouted, Changlong poked forward, piercing the four defenders like a bunch of candied haws in one breath. He pushed forward with both arms, pushed the four back several steps, and then let go. He sent his hands forward, jumped up and kicked on the pole.
Under the tremendous strength, the long lance pierced through the bodies of four people and flew backwards, piercing at least three people to death.
Xiahou Baichuan reached out to take the horse-chopping knife handed up from behind, holding the handle with both hands and swinging forward like a god of war. It was a daunting aura. Xiahou Baichuan, who had experienced many battles, knew that if he wanted to defeat a stubborn enemy, he must first defeat their will.
The horse-chopping knife in Xiahou's hand was much longer and wider than the standard horizontal knife, and the back of the knife was thicker. When this saber is danced, it can cut even a thick tree.
A moment later, a pile of dead bodies fell in front of Xiahou, none of which was complete, and all of them were split into two pieces. This kind of fighting consumes the most energy, so Xia Hou precisely controlled his cultivation power. If he relied on his cultivation to drive the crowd away from the beginning, he would be exhausted in a short time. Opposite is the mountain of people, which cannot be cut with an axe.
With the joining of Xiahou Baichuan, the territory that the Black Banner Army can control on the city wall is getting bigger and bigger. And the larger the area, the faster and faster the speed of the soldiers of the Black Banner Army who boarded the city wall.
"Archer!"
Yan Zeng watched helplessly that the other side of the fracture was almost unable to hold on, and he immediately shouted: "Shoot towards that side!"
The general commanding the archers was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "General, we have many soldiers over there!"
"Go away!"
Yan Zeng kicked the general away, and waved the banner himself: "Shoot the arrow!"
The bounden duty of a soldier is to obey orders. Although the archers know that most of the people fighting over there are their own people, no amount of reluctance in front of the military order is meaningless. They began to gather and shoot towards the breach. The dense feathered arrows seemed to form a huge fist, and when they hit it, dozens of people were turned over.
With more and more feather arrows, the fracture was almost cleaned up!
Whether it was the defenders or the soldiers of the Black Banner Army, they fell down in pieces under this indiscriminate attack.
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Facing the crazy defenders and the crazy enemy generals, Xiahou Baichuan could only retreat. There was no longer a living person in front of him, and everyone was full of feathered arrows. There was a layer of white feathers stuck on the densely packed corpse, as if the city wall was suddenly covered with weeds.
"Come up with the fine-tuning battalion!"
As a last resort, Xiahou issued a military order.
According to the standard equipment of the Black Banner Army, each army must have a Jingbu Battalion composed of absolute elites. Most of these infantrymen are people who can practice. Although their aptitude is not good, their combat prowess is far beyond that of ordinary soldiers. Just like when Fang Jie was halfway from the northwest to Chang'an City, when he met Li Yuanshan's 500 Jingbu Battalion, even the old cripple Lord Luo, who had a ninth-rank cultivation, did not dare to fall into it.
Facing 500 people who can cultivate, even if their cultivation is very low, a master of the ninth rank is not sure of victory.
That was before the war started, and now, with the development of the war, the number of practitioners has dropped too much. In the past, every guard in the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty was equipped with Jingbu Battalion, but now it is too difficult to gather so many soldiers who can practice.
If Xiang Qingniu hadn't posted a hero post in the name of the Daoist, calling on the heroes of the rivers and lakes to join Fang Jie, the Black Banner Army would not be able to have a Jingbu Battalion in each army at this time. Even so, it turned out that the Jingbu Battalion standard of 500 soldiers per guard in the Sui Dynasty was difficult to meet. Xiahou Baichuan only had a Jingbu Battalion of 200 people.
The dense feather arrows caused heavy losses to Xiahou Baichuan's personal battalion. You must know that these veterans are precious wealth in any team!
Xu Gen, the captain of the Jingbu Battalion, had been waiting impatiently for a long time. When he heard someone coming to send an order, he immediately greeted him, and rushed forward with 200 Jingbu Battalion soldiers. These soldiers are all from the rivers and lakes, and then have undergone rigorous training. Although their personal cultivation is not high, and the highest one is not higher than the fourth rank, but the power they can exert when they cooperate is absolutely terrifying.
The two hundred Jingbu Battalion soldiers moved quickly and flexibly, climbing up the fracture at the same speed as a spirit ape climbing a tree.
"Shield formation forward!"
After Xu Gen climbed the wall, he shouted loudly, and the forty or so soldiers of the Jingbu Battalion behind him immediately divided into three rows, with a row of more than a dozen people, each holding a huge shield as high as a person in their hands. The three rows of shield arrays filled the lower part of the city wall, and then the three rows of shield arrays began to move forward neatly.
Even the dense feather arrows couldn't break through the thick shield, and those strong Jingbu battalion shields carried such a heavy giant shield forward without any hindrance. These people train together all day on weekdays, and everyone stands in a fixed position. Over time, the tacit understanding between them and their colleagues has reached an astonishing level.
"General!"
A guard ran over covered in blood, panting and said to Yan Zeng: "We can't take it anymore, the new enemies are all extremely brave, and our archers can't do anything to them. It won’t take long for the enemy to attack like this.”
"Where is my personal barracks!"
Yan Zeng shouted loudly.
"The subordinates are here!"
The hundreds of soldiers standing beside him responded neatly, and everyone was ready to fight when they heard Yan Zeng shout out where the pro-barracks was.
"Kill all the enemies on the wall!"
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About three miles away from Liyin City, there is a huge umbrella on a high slope. Fang Jie stood under the canopy, watching the battle with clairvoyance.
"What's the origin of this Yan Zeng?"
Fang asked.
"My subordinates have inquired that this Yan Zeng is from the Yan family in Dongjiang. The last time my lord went to Dongjiang, I met a general named Yan Li. He is the cousin of the guard of Liyin City. This man has a gloomy and ruthless personality. , but he is never rash in his work, and he is extremely proficient in the art of warfare, making him a formidable opponent."
Chen Xiaoru used the shortest time to search for news about Yan Zeng in his mind, and then tried to use the shortest language to describe the matter clearly.
"Yan Li died in battle on Penglai Island..."
Fang Jie sighed slightly: "Although there are no masters in the rivers and lakes of Dongjiang, there are indeed many generals in military affairs. Mu Guangling has many capable people. Why did Yan Zeng leave Dongjiang at the beginning? The Yan family Hasn't the person in charge been working in the Mu Mansion all the time?"
"The subordinates didn't find out... But Yan Zeng is not valued very much in the family."
Chen Xiaoru replied.
"There are only four words in the face of danger, and few people can do it."
Fang Jie murmured to himself, and then pointed to the city wall: "Tell Xiahou Baichuan, don't spare any effort, kill as much as you can on the city wall, and don't capture Yan Zeng if you can kill him. Since the enemy is not afraid of Li Yin already If it becomes an isolated city, then there is no need to be merciful... Tell Xiahou Baichuan that those who hold weapons in Liyin City will be killed without mercy."