Several county soldiers desperately pushed the heavy winch, the drawbridge slowly rose little by little, and more people rushed to push out the heavy ballista from the hidden soldier cave behind the city, hurriedly wound the ballista, and moved some rolling stones and logs out and piled them up at the head of the city. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the rushing enemy was too fast. Thursday watched as the enemy approached rapidly, especially the man who ran faster than the horse, as if for the purpose of demonstration, after the figure of this person running, a rolling yellow dragon formed by dust continued to form and then dissipate under his feet, and the power of one person was like a thousand horses.

"Crossbows, arrows, all archers, aim at that person, shoot, shoot!" He roared.

On the top of the city, the county soldiers were trembling their hands and feet winding the ballista, but their business was a little unskilled, and they were intimidated by the power of the enemy's rush, their hands and feet trembled, and although the ballista cars were pushed out, they did not play any role for a while.

Thursday was a bit desperate, and the only thing that brought him a little comfort at this time was that the drawbridge was finally getting higher and higher.

There was a cold light flashing in front of him, he subconsciously shrank his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a thin small sword slashing through the air, gently and skillfully turning a small bend, a thick suspension bridge cable clicked, breaking from it, in Thursday was stunned, the small sword seemed to be cut off just an insignificant thin line, and continued to fly towards another cable of the suspension bridge, in Thursday there was a terrible "no" shout, the heavy suspension bridge fell again, boom, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Close the gates!" There was a hint of crying in some of the shouts on Thursday. In the cave of the city gate, the heavy city gate was slowly closing, and several soldiers used their strength to push the city gate several feet thick.

"Peng Zhihai!"

On Thursday, the roar of the man in front of him was heard, and immediately after that, a horse suddenly accelerated, and the horseman waved his hand violently, and the heavy mace flew out of his hand, and flew towards the city gate with a sharp roar.

With a loud bang, the head of the mace happened to be embedded in the middle of the two city gates that were closing, and the city gate that was about to close was suddenly stuck somewhere. Peng Zhihai laughed wildly, whipped the horse stock hard, and rushed onto the suspension bridge like the wind.

Yang Zhi jumped up, twisted himself in the air, and stepped on a single step, and the person had already landed on the top of the city, just in time to meet the sluggish Thursday. Thursday was already so frightened that he stayed there completely, without the slightest sense of resistance, but it was precisely because he didn't make any moves that he saved his life.

"Cowardice!" Yang Zhi chuckled, his head smacked forward, and with a bang, he touched the door of Thursday's head, and Zhou Zhou didn't say a word and was knocked down to the sky, Yang Zhi didn't kill him, but just knocked him unconscious.

And those county soldiers with weapons in their hands were not so lucky, Yang Zhi snapped his fingers, and the small sword flying above his head swept over like lightning, and a puff of blood kept appearing in the air, and one by one the county soldiers fell on the top of the city like wooden stakes.

Peng Zhihai rushed across the suspension bridge, reached out and grabbed the tail end of the mace, let out a wild shout, his arm rushed forward, and with the help of horsepower, he suddenly rushed the gate open a few feet, and the edge was broken out of a big hole by the mace. Rushing into the city gate, the mace waved left and right, and several county soldiers on both sides who were desperately pushing the door smashed heavily on the brick wall, and at the same time, blood spurted out of their mouths.

Behind Peng Zhihai, nearly three hundred Ming troops rushed in.

Above the city, Yang Zhi flew to the top of the flagpole like a big bird, stretched out his hand to pull off the dragon flag of Qi State, stretched out his arms, took out a flag of the sun and the moon of the Ming Dynasty, and hung him up.

The wind suddenly rose, and the bright sun and moon flag beckoned to the wind, and it was blown to a hula-la-la. Hanging on the flagpole with one hand, Yang Zhi raised his hand to look at the sky, a trace of coldness fell on his face, and when he stretched out his hand, the water stains were like water.

"It's raining!" He chuckled.

It's raining! It was also raining in the stone forest, and it was getting heavier and heavier, but what made Yu Qing feel cold more than the rain on his body was deep in his heart. In front of him, there were two heads, one was Wen Sen, and the other was Zhou Huai'an.

The two support armies he was looking forward to had become the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water.

Obviously, the main forces of the opponent are in front of his eyes, how did the two partial divisions be completely annihilated by the opponent and the whole army was annihilated? Yu Qing couldn't figure it out, could it be that the troops deployed by the army in Izumo County were not more than one Thunderbolt battalion at all, and they had transferred more troops from the sky and the sea, but was this possible? The movement of troops is not something that can be easily concealed, they involve all aspects, and Izumo Prefecture is the intersection of the four countries, and it is also the place where spies are most concentrated, because it is easy to hide the true identity information here.

If there is really a large-scale army movement, how can it be concealed from the spies of the Qi State.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, striking the armor leaves of the thousands of soldiers standing silently behind him, making a rattling sound.

Yu Qing slowly raised his hand, held it on the handle of the knife at his waist, and pulled the knife out of the sheath inch by inch.

"Breakout!" Two words burst out from between his teeth.

Through the dense raindrops, Zou Ming looked at the position of the Qi army, which looked a little hazy in the distance, and asked, "Zhang Xuzhi, do you guess which direction Yu Qing's breakthrough will attack?" ”

Zhang Xuzhi touched the strip of cloth wrapped around his neck, and the strip of cloth was stained red by oozing blood, which was left by Zhou Huai'an when he annihilated Zhou Huai'an's subordinates. That knife, a little deeper, he will kick his legs and braid. It wasn't until he finally killed Zhou Huai'an and touched his wound that he felt scared for a while.

Holding his neck, he spoke softly, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of collapsing the wound, and finally stopped the bleeding.

'He's definitely going to hit the second and third posts where there is a connection between the two teams. Yu Qingcai will not directly attack the rear, he knows very well that it must be the thickest place for us to defend. ”

Zou Mingge laughed, laughing so hard that Zhang Xuzhi had goosebumps.

"Heroes see the same thing!" He smiled proudly, "I also think that when the other party wants to break through, they will definitely choose that place, so I made some special arrangements there." If Yu Qing really chooses there, there will be surprises waiting for him. And guess what it would be? ”

Zhang Xuzhi thought for a while and shook his head, "I can't think of any surprises." ”

Zou Ming laughed, lifted his saber and drew two diagonal lines on the ground.

Zhang Xuzhi stared at it for a long time, and suddenly realized: "General, the defense line of the second post and the third post form an angle, but it is not obvious from the outside, it will only be narrower the further forward, and in the narrowest place, you must have arranged a large number of crossbow machines, ready to give them large-scale killing." ”

"Promised!" Zou Ming said with a smile: "At first, they must have felt that it was so smooth, they really chose the right place to break through, and then the more they moved forward, the greater the resistance, and their formation will become denser and denser, because they will unconsciously concentrate inward because of our formation, and when they arrive at this point, the crossbow arrows that are denser than this raindrop will massage them to death." Zhang Xuzhi, guess how much they have to pay to highlight this corner of death? How many people can break through? ”

"There should be a few hundred people, right? Their combat effectiveness is actually quite good. Zhang Xuzhi hesitated.

Zou Ming stretched out three fingers: "They still have about 2,000 people left, and when they highlight this corner of death, the rest will not exceed this number." Three hundred! ”

As Zou Ming expected, what Yu Qing chose was really this death angle that he carefully arranged, because from his observation, this junction was indeed the weakest place in the Ming army's defense. The closer you get to your side, the thicker the opponent's forces become, and the farther you go, the thinner the enemy's forces become, that is, as long as you rush out of the front section with all your might, the latter will no longer be able to become an obstacle to yourself.

If it rains heavily, it will become an obstacle to your own breakthrough, but relative to the breakthrough side, the heavy rain will become an effective cover, and your breakthrough goal is very clear, and you can choose to fight there, and the heavy rain will make it more difficult for the opponent to deploy troops.

The war drums of both sides were beating almost simultaneously, the mallets fell, the roar of the war drums accompanied by the flying of countless raindrops, and the Qi army rushed towards the direction of their chosen breakout with a shout, while on the other side, Zou Ming waved his arms happily as the enemy was walking towards the trap he had customized for them.

"Fighting a war is about using your brains. A general must always be in a state of learning, and past experience can only be a reference aspect, and no battle can perfectly replicate the previous classics. Zou Ming raised his head proudly, "Yu Qing knew that I used to be just a mixed green forest, and from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on a wild monk like me who became a monk halfway, and he took it for granted that the intersection between the two teams was the weakest, which was based on previous experience, and such experience would kill him." Zou Ming looked at Zhang Xuzhi, "Zhang Xuzhi, you remember Luo, there are no certain rules for fighting." Improvisation is king. ”

"Well said the general!" Zhang Xuzhi nodded again and again, staring at the Qi army in the rain curtain who were frantically rushing to the road of death.

The generals of the Ming army have their own styles, but Zou Ming, as the commander of a battalion, seems to be the least famous one among these people, Qin Feng has always used him to guard his hometown, subconsciously, almost everyone thinks that his command art is the weakest one, because he is not from a professional class, and he has participated in few battles, but Zou Ming is a person who is very good at learning, and he is best at playing fresh tricks in some ordinary places, and quietly burying killing opportunities in the seemingly dull.

It is certain that Yu Qing is not the first person to fall for him, and he will not be the last.

When Yu Qing found out that he had been fooled, he had no way back, and in the rear, more Ming troops had already swarmed up to block his retreat, and he had no choice but to move forward.

When he broke out of the siege and fled to Leye County, there were only more than 200 people left around him, and almost all of them were injured.