Chapter 132: Reversal
Under the hand-to-hand combat, some of the Xianbei people guarding the city pass were hacked to death with random knives, and some were kicked off the city.
The Xianbei people panicked, and more and more people fell in pools of blood.
These Han people are completely desperate to fight, like jackals, with a faint green light in their eyes, eager to eat them alive.
If you slash him once, as long as he doesn't die, he will definitely give you back one or two stabs......
Even if the intestines are rotten, you have to fight to the death.
"General, the west is lost!"
A soldier covered in blood knelt down in front of Mangtai, his tone crying.
"What! Lost so quickly! Mangtai's face was full of disbelief, and he grabbed the soldier's collar with both hands, and questioned angrily.
Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden violent shaking of the soles of his feet.
Mang Tai's body shook twice, threw down the soldier at hand, and roared irritably: "What's going on!" β
The grizzled Xianbei soldiers ran up to the city tower from the city, and when they saw Mangtai, they also cried with a sad face: "General, the Han people under the city keep hitting the city gate, and the brothers below are almost unable to hold on. β
Hearing this, Mang Tai glanced down from the city.
The moment he saw the battering ram, Mang Tai almost fainted on the spot, and shouted angrily at the soldiers around him: "Are you all blind! What about rolling logs? How could such a thing be allowed to come near the city gates! β
No one dared to answer the soldiers beside him, and the ladders that had just been used up to attack the Han people.
Mangtai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but he was also a person who knew priorities, and now was not the time to get angry.
The sound of battering rams bombarding the city gates kept coming, and no matter what, the city gates must be defended!
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Mang Tai immediately made a decision, and ordered to the henchmen and soldiers around him: "Doeju, you take two hundred people down and resist me, even if it is a pile of people, you must not let the Han people break through the city gate!" β
Under the city pass, Lei Hu was commanding the soldiers of the cavalry battalion to storm the city gate.
"Brothers, do your best! If you want to enter the wolf camp, you will smash this city gate to smithereens. β
"Come, listen to my command, one, two, three, hit Lao Tzu hard! Bump! Bump! β
The soldiers of the cavalry battalion who were finally sent to the field were all holding their breath in their hearts, and since they could not go to the city to kill the enemy, they regarded the city gate as a Xianbei person and slammed it fiercely.
The so-called battering ram is actually a huge solid log, tied and wound with ropes, and then carried on the shoulders by more than 20 men. By swinging the rope, the two men at the back struggled to pull the giant tree apart, and then jerked forward. At this moment, the giant tree will produce a huge and incomparably destructive power.
The average small town and county can't come a few times, and the big town can withstand a toss.
The battle on Chengguan has entered a white-hot stage, and in the hard-fought elbow battle, the Han army gradually gained the upper hand, and began to encircle from the east and west, towards the position where Mangtai was located in the middle.
Hu Che'er brought thousands of reinforcements, which made the morale of the Xianbei people plummet.
If all the Han people attack the city, this Huze Pass will definitely not be able to hold it.
What to do!
Do you really want to abandon the customs and run away?
Looking at the Xianbei soldiers who were retreating one after another, Mangtai's eyes were hollow and froze in place.
At this time, a voice suddenly came: "What are you panicking about!" β
Checkmate!
The general is coming!
The Xianbei soldiers on the gate erupted in cheers.
Mangtai, who came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward, Bukhru glared at Mangtai, and scolded in a low voice: "Useless thing." β
Mang Tai didn't dare to argue, hanging his head, ashamed.
Bukhru glanced left and right, but he didn't expect that he had only left for a while, and the Han people had actually hit the city.
He picked up a bloody steel knife from the ground, walked to the battlements, cut in two a Han soldier who had just climbed the city wall, and shouted: "Don't forget, this was originally the territory of the Han people. Who took these territories from their hands and beat them to the bottom? It's you, the bravest man on the prairie! β
"Just now, the 10,000 reinforcements sent by the king have arrived fifty miles outside the pass. In one more hour, you will be able to enter the gate, can't you even keep an hour? β
"Tell General Ben, can you!"
Bukhru's impassioned words stimulated the nerves of every Xianbei soldier, and they raised their weapons in their hands, their eyes were full of blood, and they shouted loudly: "Kill! Kill! Kill! β
Bukhru was apparently pleased with the reaction of his soldiers, and he and Mantai each allocated some men to kill them from the middle to both sides.
As for the news he said, it was nothing more than a lie deliberately fabricated to boost morale, and the reinforcements drawn from Qiyang and Linwo would not arrive until tomorrow at the earliest.
But as long as this wave is held, Buchru will be considered to have won, because LΓΌ Bu can no longer organize his team and carry out a strong attack.
At that time, it didn't matter whether reinforcements arrived or not.
With the backbone, the morale of the Xianbei people has been rising.
The Han army at the head of the city could no longer advance for half a minute, but began to gradually retreat under the strong pressure of Bukhru and Mangtai.
Mang Tai led his people to the east quickly, and the Han people on the way were all wiped out by him and became corpses on the way.
He wiped the blade in his hand and stepped on one corpse after another, and the initial anger in his heart was completely vented because of the wanton killing.
As long as the Han people are not allowed to attack the city wall, it is not difficult to hold on for an hour.
Mang Tai glanced at the corpse at his feet, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face, Han people, that's all there is to it.
However, just as Mang Tai bowed his head, a Han sergeant who fell to the ground suddenly jumped up and slashed down at Mang Tai's head.
"General be careful!" The soldier beside him violently pushed Mangtai away, and used his back to block the fatal knife for him.
Seeing that the assassination failed, the young Han sergeant smiled relievedly, "It's a pity. β
More than ten spears of the Xianbei people pierced the scarred young man at the same time, and then lifted him in the air and threw him heavily on the ground.
When a middle-aged man standing in a safer position behind the ladder saw this scene, he seemed to be crazy enough to squeeze through all the crowd in front of him, jumped into the city, picked up the young man with a broken liver vein, shook his body gently, and shouted eagerly: "Amber, Amber." β
The young man opened his peach blossom-like eyes, smiled, and as soon as he opened his mouth, thick blood rolled out of his mouth.
The middle-aged man hurriedly wiped the thick blood from the young man's mouth and held back his tears, "Hu'er, what do you want to say, you say, Daddy listens." β
The young man's lips opened and closed, and his voice was very small, "The boy almost killed the Xianbei general just now, am I very brave like this?" β
"Count, count ......"
The middle-aged man kept nodding his head, and bean-sized tears came out of his eyes, "My son is a hero, unlike Dad, who hides behind others every time he fights, Dad, I'm proud of you!" β
In the end, I couldn't cry anymore.
The young man stretched out his hand, wiped the man's face, and smiled happily: "Daddy, you also have horse pee." β
The middle-aged man burst into tears.
"Daddy, Daddy, I saw my mother, she was smiling at me, and she was still waving to me." The boy shook his arm, and his face showed happiness that he had never felt before.
The arm quickly drooped down, and the good-looking peach blossom eyes quietly closed.
The middle-aged man hugged the young man's body tightly, crying silently.