Chapter 492: Siege
Chen Zhihua leaned against the wall that was warmed by the sun, half-squinting, enjoying the touch of the warm sun, his father Chen Ci turned to Tongcheng and Luo Yishui to discuss countermeasures, it has been three days, and the Taiping army in these three days, there seems to be no movement, which made him live a few days of rare peace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIn fact, even if his father didn't say anything, Chen Zhihua also knew that their situation was very grim now, not to mention the main force in Tongcheng, even if it was his own place, the food and grass equipment were very tight.
This is still the result of sweeping all the way and robbing almost all the food of the people when he retreated into Fancheng, but even so, how many days can he support? In the battle with the Taiping army, 20,000 troops were either killed or scattered without a trace, and there were as many as 5,000 fewer people, but now 15,000 people have also become a serious logistical burden.
With the grain and grass that is now in Fancheng, he can probably last for about ten days, and then, I am afraid that he will have to retreat. The premise is that the Taiping army does not attack.
In the field, he had seen the combat effectiveness of the Taiping Army, and the wielding broadsword wrapped in black armor woke him up from his sleep every time.
It is impossible for such heavy infantry to be used to attack the city, and this is the only thing he can use to comfort himself now.
The city wall shook slightly, Chen Zhihua opened his eyes and opened his eyes, jumped up suddenly, threw himself next to the battlements of the city wall, and tried to open his eyes and look into the distance.
A fiery sword banner appeared in his eyes.
Above the watchtower, there was the melodious sound of alarm bells, and the city walls came to life at once, and the soldiers rushed up to the city walls in a hurry, and began to prepare for the battle of all things, and the sound of bells and trumpets sounded everywhere in the city.
After a little hecticism, the city was quiet, and at this moment, the Taiping army outside the city had completely appeared in their field of vision.
Speaking of which, the Taiping army is only in the early 10,000s, which is less than the people guarding the city, but Chen Zhihua always has a bad premonition in his heart. After the first battle between the two sides, Chen Zhihua had already deeply realized that the combat effectiveness of the opposing soldiers was much higher than that of his subordinates.
You are defending the city, not a field battle! He kept cheering himself up in his heart.
Qin Feng restrained his war horse and looked at the heavily guarded Fancheng not far away, with a confident smile on his face. Beside him, He Rentu looked at Fan Cheng in the distance with an expressionless face, and his squinted eyes showed a look of disdain.
"Kitten, are you ready?" Qin Feng said to the kitten on the other side.
The kitten nodded, "The Rock Battalion is already ready, just waiting for the general to take it." ā
"Very good, Brother He, please." Qin Feng looked at He Rentu with a smile, "I don't want the soldiers to have too many casualties, so I need Brother He to be the vanguard." ā
"General Qin rest assured." He Rentu said: "It is said that no matter how advanced the martial arts cultivator is, it is impossible to confront the army, but they have all forgotten one thing, that is, when the martial arts cultivator and the army cooperate to fight together, that is the most powerful, if the other party does not have a considerable master to come out to entangle the opponent's master, then this battle, there is not much suspense." General Qin will wait to enter Fancheng after a while! ā
"There is labor!" Qin Feng laughed, the grandmaster is noble, it is not an easy thing to let them fight with ordinary soldiers, the current guards of Fancheng do not have a top master, even Chen Ci has returned to Tongcheng, Chen Zhihua and Chen Jinhua brothers, they have not even stepped into the ninth level, in front of He Rentu, I am afraid that they will not even have the qualifications to pass.
"Yang Zhi!" Qin Feng shouted.
"The last general!" Yang Zhi actually put on armor today, which is very different from the previous description. Qin Feng looked him up and down, "Although it is the main attack of the kitten's rock camp, your martial arts cultivation is high, Brother He is responsible for a section of the city wall, and you are responsible for a section to open the passage into the city for the soldiers." ā
"Understood!" Yang Zhi's voice was clean and neat, and his tone made Qin Feng a little surprised, this guy has always been a little unruly, but today he looks a little different.
"Let's get started! Earlier in Fancheng, we will also enter Zhongping County. Wu Jian is looking forward to it! Brother He, Yang Zhi, and the little kitten, remember, don't kill Chen Zhihua and Chen Jinhua's brothers, leave their lives, and let them escape back to find their father. Qin Feng smiled and groaned.
The kitten rode back to his rock camp, glanced at his subordinates who were already ready to go, pulled down his mask with a bang, took off his big iron knife from the saddle, raised it high, the blade slashed a bright light in the sun, and the three thousand soldiers of the rock camp let out a low roar in unison, and slowly moved forward with the pony's war horse.
In the front row were siege engines that were almost as high as the city, and the three days of repair were enough for the Taiping army to produce a large number of siege equipment.
Around the siege caravans, rows of large shield soldiers held huge shields to protect the soldiers pushing the siege caravans, behind them, columns of spearmen, swordsmen, and further back, crossbowmen with bows in their hands, arrows wound, and at the end, simple catapults.
Chen Zhihua's eyes were a little straight, what he cared about was not the dense siege equipment of the rock camp, nor the strict military appearance of the other party, in his eyes, there were only two lonely people walking at the front of the team at this moment.
One is He Rentu and the other is Yang Zhi.
He Rentu's hands were empty, but Yang Zhi, who was fully armored, was holding a giant sword in his hand.
The two walked at the front of the line, calmly.
Two hundred steps, Chen Zhihua grabbed his iron bow and aimed at the guy with armor, the giant sword in this guy's hand was too conspicuous, he recognized him. In the first battle with the Taiping Army, this person was the first to rush into his own military formation, and it was a ninth-level master.
Qin Feng actually used the ninth-level master as a pawn who charged into battle, which made Chen Zhihua's heart feel a little chilly.
"All the other crossbowmen, aim at the old man, and when he is within a hundred paces, shoot him for me." Chen Zhihua shouted loudly.
With Chen Zhihua's order, the bows and arrows in the hands of all the crossbowmen in the city aimed downward in unison, aiming at He Rentu, who was strolling leisurely.
Xu is sensed that countless killing intent was locking on him, He Rentu's footsteps paused slightly, raised his head, looked at Chen Zhihua with a slightly sarcastic smile, and grinned.
Chen Zhihua didn't look at He Rentu at this time, he was stretching his bow and arrows, aiming at Yang Zhi, his archery skills have been quite accomplished, and even Luo Yishui was full of praise.
He Rentu glanced at him, although he didn't see it, but he still shivered violently, as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger from the back of his head.
With a soft click, three iron arrows left his bowstring, and the three arrows were in succession, slicing through the beautiful lines in the air like lightning, heading straight for Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi snorted softly, he has seen Mo Luo's cloud-piercing arrow, what is Chen Zhihua's arrow, as soon as Moluo's cloud-piercing arrow is off the string, the trajectory of the arrow cannot be seen in the air at all, when he reappears, he is already in front of him, there is no way to avoid it, there is no way to dodge, there is no other way except to carry it hard, compared with the cloud-piercing arrow, Chen Zhihua's can only be regarded as a child's toy. Between his thoughts, a cold light shot out from his body, facing Chen Zhihua's three arrows.
The sound of clattering kept sounding, the small sword was like a rope, entangled with the three arrows shot by Chen Zhihua, and with each circle, the feather arrow was cut off, and when it flew in front of Yang Zhi, the last arrow was also cut down by Yang Zhi from the air, until this time, Yang Zhi didn't seem to have even moved a finger.
Chen Zhihua didn't have time to be surprised, because after shooting three arrows, his eyes turned to the other end, at this time, thousands of arrows were fired above the city, but it was aimed at a person, He Rentu who was slowly moving forward.
In front of his eyes, there was no longer the figure of the old man, just a dense crowd of feather arrows, and his eyes widened, hoping that a miracle would occur, and when those feather arrows fell, he could see the old man's body.
The feather arrows were indeed falling one after another, but what made Chen Zhihua sluggish was that where the old man was standing, he was still holding his hands upside down, and in front of him, countless feather arrows were hovering in the air, and there was still a few feet away from He Rentu, but he could no longer move forward.
Then, as if suddenly they had lost their support, all the arrows fell.
"Grandmaster!" Chen Zhihua spit out two words from his throat with great difficulty.
If it was just a grandmaster, a ninth-level master, he was not afraid, he still had more than 10,000 soldiers here, enough to confront the other party, but the problem was that at this moment, behind these two people, there were Taiping soldiers who were pushing countless siege equipment forward.
There is no life or death! Chen Zhihua thought miserably.
The feather arrows landed, and the soldiers of the Panshi battalion suddenly shouted and sped up, they crossed He Rentu, crossed Yang Zhi, and with the sound of clanging, one after another siege vehicles leaned against the city wall, and at this time, the Vietnamese army, who was a little stunned by the scene just now, had not recovered from the shock.
One by one, the Taiping soldiers climbed up along the siege engine, and on the siege vehicle, the pre-installed foot crossbows and stone cannons were already howling desperately.
Chen Zhihua finally came back to his senses, and when a series of arrows rang out, he yelled at the moment when the crossbow machine and stone cannon on a siege vehicle were swept away: "Kill the enemy, kill the enemy!" ā
He Rentu took a step forward, the person had already reached the city wall, and then raised his knees, the whole person went up the city wall, and when he saw this monster appear in front of him, the soldier opposite him was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, and turned his head and ran.
On the other end, Yang Zhi also flew up, his toes were a little on the siege vehicle halfway, and while he rose to the sky, there were countless knives and spears that crossed his body and attacked the defenders in front of him in the air.
The sound of porphyry was endless, and in front of the ninth-level masters, ordinary soldiers had no power to resist at all. (To be continued.) )