Dedetuo saw that the Ning army had dug so many pits outside the city, and saw that the Ning army closed the city gate and had no intention of fighting, so he probably determined that there were really not many people under Shen Leng's command, otherwise, with the habits of the Ning army, how could there be a reason to only defend and not attack.

The black warriors' understanding of the soldiers of the Ning Kingdom is probably equivalent to the understanding of the madman, if the number of those Ning troops is equal to the enemy, then they will fight more than three times the strength of the enemy, and they don't know how this momentum came from, that kind of inexplicable self-confidence is disgusting and frightening.

If the strength of the Ning army is half of the enemy's, the Ning army does not feel that there is a possibility of losing, and they will even attack each other if conditions permit, and fight a formation equal to the enemy, and often half of the army with more troops than the Ning people will also be defeated.

This also depends on the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, to say that the armies of small countries such as those in the Western Regions, the armies of South Vietnam, and the Qiang Kingdom, if the Ning people were only half less than the number of enemies, they would have rushed forward long ago.

When South Vietnam was first attacked, it was not uncommon for the three standard battalions of the Ning Army to defeat nearly 30,000 troops in South Vietnam.

Only if the strength of the enemy is one-third or even less, Ning will choose to defend only and not attack, according to these speculations, Dedetuo is sure that the strength under Shen Leng's command should be less than fifteen thousand.

"Sima!"

Dedetuo shouted behind him, and his general Sima stepped forward: "General, please command." ”

Dedetuo pointed to Gaotang City and said: "Take your troops to attack head-on, the walls of Gaotang City are not too high, I will mobilize archers to help you suppress the Ning army on the city walls." ”

Sima sè's face was a little ugly, attacking the city defended by the Ning army and attacking the city defended by the Bohai people are two different things, the world is different, the fool is willing to go to the first wave to impact the city defense of the Ning army, at this time, the soldiers of the Ning army have no consumption of fighting spirit or physical strength, he took the first batch of the headquarters to go up, and he can think about how big the loss will be without thinking about it, but the soldier is the soldier, and the soldier should carry out the military order.

As the horn of the black warriors sounded, one by one the phalanx began to press towards the side of Gaotang City, it seems that the military formation is neat and the military appearance is serious, in fact, if you really want to talk about it, the combat power of the black warriors is probably the rest of the people plus the Bohai people, and how difficult is it for the Ning army to fight with the black warriors in the previous hundreds of years? The Black Warriors have a natural advantage, they are in better physical condition, and now the Ning Army has a psychological advantage against the Black Warriors, which is an advantage that has just been played in the past twenty years.

Xin Jigong stood on the city wall and watched the black warriors under the city approach, in fact, he was still a little nervous, he understood Shen Leng's fighting style and arrangement, but the recruits were recruits after all, and he was still afraid that the recruits would not be able to withstand the pressure from the black warriors.

"Heavy crossbow!"

Xin Jigong shouted, and when he shouted out, he realized that his voice was hoarse, but he hadn't shouted before.

With this roar, the soldiers operating the heavy crossbows on the city wall were all solemn, there were not many heavy crossbows in Gaotang City, but Shen Leng's army carried a lot, Shen Leng has always been a greedy person, if other people's troops are equipped with ten bed crossbows according to the standard, if the number of people of the same size in his army is not equipped with thirty, he will feel a loss.

The entire Daning military guards and soldiers are counted as tigers and wolves, who doesn't know that Shen Leng's army is so rich, that guy can be greedy, he can rob, he can steal, he can steal, he can occupy, there is a blacklist in Anyang dock, as long as the people on it go to the dock, the dock is like a thief, and it is more nervous than a thief, the first one on this list is Shen Leng, and the rest are his sailors.

Chang'an City Martial Arts Workshop

People, as soon as they heard that Shen Leng was coming, the first thing they did was to lock the doors of all the arsenals.

In Shen Leng's own words, what is a device? In life, the utensils are used to make life easier, all kinds of tools, including dinner plates and teapots, are utensils, life is inseparable from these utensils, knives, guns, crossbow arrows, these things are also utensils, the existence of the utensils is made by people in order to improve, if the utensils can save lives, so that the soldiers will shed less blood on the battlefield, make a choice between consuming the utensils and consuming human lives, of course, the choice of the former.

Shen Leng's words had convinced many people, but later he said that it would not work, and he couldn't deceive things, so he occasionally skipped the procedure of reasoning directly, to the point of shamelessness.

When the black army phalanx began to disperse after reaching a certain distance, their shields were not enough, and the phalanx could not form a complete shield array, so the siege still had to be dispersed, and the scattered crowd seemed to have skyrocketed several times in an instant, and the mountain roared and rushed towards Gaotang City like a tsunami.

"Crossbow!"

Xin Jigong drank heavily.

The bed crossbow on the city wall began to wield, and the heavy crossbow arrows with thick arms whistled out, and the heavy crossbows flew into the crowd of black warriors, each of which could wear out a blood line, and the straight line was by no means a person living or dying.

"Arrows!"

Another loud shout.

The archers of the Ning army on the city wall began to raise their bows, and with the sound of military orders, the first round of feather arrows flew into the air and then threw down, as if they were brushed together, there was an extra layer of white feathers on the ground, and countless black warriors fell to the ground with arrows, but compared to the number of people besieging the city by the black army, the damage brought by the first round of projectiles to the black warriors was not enough to make their team look thinner.

"Shoot again!"

The second round of projectiles was quickly released, a black soldier subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, he saw dense black dots falling from the sky, the black dots gradually enlarged in the line of sight, he stared, when the feather arrow fell towards him, he quickly moved sideways to avoid this arrow, but the human eye is not so strong that he can avoid all the damage, another feather arrow hit his shoulder, he screamed in pain and subconsciously retreated, only one step was knocked down by the person behind him, when he fell, he still thought that he couldn't lie forward, In that case, the feather arrow would pierce even deeper, so I reluctantly turned around and lay on the ground.

The moment he lay there, he saw that in order to avoid him, the person behind him strode over, and the soles of his feet crossed his face, like a large yīn shadow, and when the person jumped over him, an even bigger yīn shadow came and fell from the sky.

The pupils of the black warrior lying there contracted suddenly, and one black dot after another continued to expand in his eyes, and he didn't have time to avoid it again, the feather arrow fell, one poked into his eye, and the other fell on his throat, it seemed that luck was so bad, most of the time the blow like the feather arrow caused damage and did not kill directly, he was hit by three arrows, and both arrows were fatal injuries.

When the black warriors have gradually approached the city wall, the Ning army archers are no longer throwing, but shooting towards the location of the ladder, the black warriors carrying the ladder fall at a much higher speed than other soldiers, after falling, someone runs over to lift the ladder, and then falls, and someone will make up for it, the war has always been like this, it will not end immediately because of a person who falls, sometimes, even one of the parties admits defeat does not necessarily mean the end of the war.

The black warriors are good at fighting, whether it is a field battle on the plains or a siege of the city, they are no strangers, but the Ning army is not a stranger either, those traps dug outside the city make the black warriors approach the city wall very slow, and they should pay attention when running

Feet, when paying attention to the feet, will ignore the feather arrows in the sky.

This is an inevitable casualty, and if the Ning army is attacking the city below at this moment, such casualties should not be small.

A ladder was set up on the city wall, four or five black soldiers held down the ladder with all their might, some people bit the scimitar in their mouths and quickly climbed up with their hands and feet, and the soldiers of the Ning army on the city wall pushed the ladder up with a long hook, the people on both sides were desperate and tried their best, the ladder was pushed up and fell backwards, and the soldiers above screamed and fell down, falling to the ground heavily.

"Gunpowder pack!"

When the black warriors under the city wall were dense enough, Xin Jigong shouted hoarsely.

One by one, the gunpowder packets were ignited and thrown down to explode in the crowd, a black warrior saw that the gunpowder bag fuse that fell beside him had not burned to the end, there was no other thought in his mind, and subconsciously rushed over to pick up the gunpowder bag and threw it back, and then the gunpowder bag exploded in the crowd of companions behind him, the air waves and flames made the flesh on his face move, at that moment, his vision seemed to become slow, he saw a comrade who fell down one by one with a wail, and some people's faces were pierced by arrows, Some people clutched their necks and blood squeezed out between their fingers, some had several blood holes on their bodies, and some people were on fire and their clothes were rolling on the ground.

He turned his head to look at one person after another, mechanical, slow, with despair in his eyes.

Then he felt a little cold, then he looked down and saw a few small blood holes in his chest, the leather armor was pierced, the cold did not come from the weather, but from the body, he sat down slowly, gasping for breath, and I don't know why he had the illusion that the Bohai Sea here suddenly became winter, as if there was a white expanse all around, it should be snow, he looked down at his wound again, and then he was surprised, he saw that he had also become white, and the blood was black.

"Kill it!"

An explosive shout sounded in his ears, and his comrades once again held the ladder on the city wall, as if this scene had just happened, and a short moment was a reincarnation, the black warriors with scimitars in their mouths climbed up with their hands and feet, and the soldiers holding the ladders had hideous faces, that was because they were trying their best to suppress the ladder from being pushed down.

However, the ladder still fell, and the people on the ladder screamed and fell down, isn't this scene really repeated?

The seriously injured soldier didn't have time to think more, he fell, his breathing gradually became weaker and weaker, lying there, he could just see the city wall, one by one Ning soldiers would be exposed one by one, in that moment one by one, he seemed to see one by one demons, with a black sè aura exuding from his head.

A powder bag fell beside him, he tried to look sideways, and then saw that the fuse had not burned to the end, and he thought that he should cut the fuse instead of throwing it backwards into the crowd, so he tried to turn over and try to cut the fuse, but at this moment, he saw a hideous-looking companion bend down and pick up the powder bag, and then threw it to the back of the crowd.

Call......

It turned out that it was really a repetition, was the black soldier who just threw out the powder bag himself?

He closed his eyes, fortunately he didn't have to think about it anymore, and he didn't have to be scared anymore.

Death.

That's nice.

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