[The first update, ask for red tickets, collect]

The movement that ordinary people need two or three breaths to complete is suddenly accelerated several times in Wang Sunchen's hands, as if the passage of time has become rapid. The time for the long arrow to sit on the bow was only a blink of an eye, and I only watched the strings tremble, and heard the sound of sounds, and white light flashed through the air, but no one could tell how the arrows flew out.

The arrows rained down, and even a shield could not hide the arrows as accurate as a poisonous snake's spitting letters, and the screams of their fall were continuous, and dozens of mouths played a mournful movement together. Relying on Wang Sunsin's strength alone, he was worthy of a team of outstanding archers. The rain of arrows from his hands completely suppressed the enemy troops rushing towards the city gates, so that there were very few arrows fired back from the city.

The archers of the Song army led by Wang Sunchen shot repeatedly, and the Western Xia soldiers who were intercepted under the city finally waited for the signal to retreat and retreated like a tide. Like shrimp and crab shells on the beach after low tide, they also left dozens of corpses and an equal number of wounded under the city.

At the sound of the horn of the western thief, a colorful sound suddenly sounded on the top of the city, and the soldiers defending the city applauded their commander's divine marksmanship again and again, and the sight of Wang Sunchen was full of worship. Since the battle the day before yesterday, Wang Sunsin has been standing at the forefront, whether it is the top of the city wall when defending or the vanguard of counterattacks, Wang Sunsin has always been in such a position. He had already broken five or six longbows, and at the most in the armor on his body, he had more than a dozen long arrows inserted.

If you really want to talk about it, Wang Sunchen is not qualified as a general, as a general, one person is the weight of a thousand troops, and fighting to the death is the work of low-level officers and soldiers, and the general who commands thousands of soldiers should be in the rear to guide the whole army. It's just that Wang Sunchen has not yet adapted to the change of identity, although he already knows that it is no longer his job to rush and kill in front, and reasonable and accurate orders are the task he wants to complete, but as soon as he hears the sound of war drums, he forgets that he is the general who commands a thousand armies, and only remembers to shoot the enemy off his horse one by one.

The thieves retreated to rest for a while, and Wang Sunchen ordered men to come up and clean up the wounded soldiers on the city wall. Four soldiers with blue cloth bands around their arms then ran up to the city with a dozen men and carried off a few wounded soldiers who had been unlucky enough to be hit by arrows on improvised stretchers. Some time ago, the medical system in the army determined by Guo Kui and Han Gang has begun to be implemented in the most elite forbidden army in Qinzhou. Today, one-third of conductors have medical staff who have undergone short-term training, and although it is not enough to achieve the level of one in every 100 people, a conductor ensures that at least two people can be rotated.

Relying on these medical workers, Wang Sunchen did not have to worry about the problems of battlefield medical care, and a small field hospital was located in the center of the city, which originally belonged to the patriarch of the Xingluojie tribe. With field hospitals, many lightly wounded people took the initiative to return to the team after treating their wounds, unlike in the past, when it was necessary to send special people to force the lightly wounded to fight one by one.

Relying on the more than 1,000 soldiers who could still maintain their morale under the siege of the enemy, Wang Sunchen firmly guarded this dilapidated Xingluo Junction City. This small city, which can only be classified as a fort in the Great Song Dynasty, is in dilapidation, and even the city walls are dilapidated. But the foundations of the walls were so strong that the knife left only a white mark.

The color of the walls is different from the upper half of the wall from the ground to the chest-length area. As long as you have a little understanding of the northwest fortification, you can see at a glance that this small castle in the Xingluo Junction is built on the basis of the old city of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The perimeter of the city wall is only 300 steps, which also shows that this city was just a large post station in the Sui and Tang dynasties, which was the most common frontier and served as a beacon and guarded the transportation arteries leading to the Western Regions.

Wang Sunsin looked at the enemy army in the distance, and on the wall beside him, there was a circle of hideous-looking heads. This was not a decapitation during the raid the day before, but a captive who refused to obey. Miao Zhi led a raid on Xingluo Yucheng, beheading hundreds and capturing even more. Under normal circumstances, these captives would be released and left to fend for themselves. In Wang Shao's plan, they should be moved to the vicinity of Guwei Village and handed over to the Nazhi Lin Occupation Department. On the one hand, Zhang Xiang'er was rewarded for his contributions, and on the other hand, it was also possible to vacate the territory of the Xingluo Junction, which was faintly controlling the main road of Dalai Valley, and hand it over to a more reliable tribe.

However, Wang Shao only had time to take the first batch with him, and before the Western Xia attacked, Wang Sunchen captured hundreds of people in two days. When the Western Xia cavalry suddenly came and killed outside the city. Wang Sunsin, who only had time to close the city gates, did not dare to leave these captives in the city, otherwise he would be stabbed in the back when the battle was in full swing, but it would make people die blindly.

At that time, a group of captives who wanted to take advantage of the panic in the city to uncover the rod echo were killed by Wang Sunchen casually, and their heads were all hung on the city wall. The rest of the captives were stripped naked by him, and his right arm was broken and released. Although Wang Sunsin did this, he would definitely be punished after the war. But he doesn't care now, just the two hundred soldiers who were lost because of the sneak attack are enough for him to drink a pot, and the trivial things of releasing the captives are nothing at all, and there is nothing else to save the life in front of him.

Gently knocking on the wall pheasant, what came into my nose was the stench of the first level beginning to rot. It's just that after smelling it for a long time, Wang Sunchen easily ignores this disgusting smell.

There are a lot of headaches for him right now. Although I don't know when the reinforcements will come, the food is still enough to support it for a while, and because Xingluo Yucheng was originally built by the stream, there are several ancient wells left by the old dynasty, so there is no need to worry about the water source. The biggest headache for Wang Sunchen was that he didn't have many arrows in his hands.

The Song army used bows and crossbows as the top, and the most commonly used means of fighting the enemy was to fire ten thousand arrows at once, and the enemy would shoot into a group of hedgehogs. An arrow from the arrow cluster, the shaft to the arrow feather, basically costs seven or eight yuan, a command array on the battlefield can shoot dozens of arrows worth all the arrows. For example, in all countries today, only the rich Great Song Dynasty can make soldiers shoot desperately as if they don't need money when they are fighting. Even if the Liao and Xia people go into battle, they have to try to save money, not to mention the Tubo people.

It's because he has developed a habit, and he didn't plan to stay in Xingluo Yucheng for a long time in the first place, so he didn't have many arrows with him. At the end of the day, most of them were shot, and on average, there were only ten arrows left in each person's quiver. Now the defenders of the city can maintain their morale because they are not injured much, but if there are no bows and arrows, and the face to face fight, it is difficult to say.

Another clarion call interrupted Wang Sunsin's train of thought. Looking up at the enemy army in the distance, he casually pulled the longbow in his hand, and then it was time for it to appear.

As soon as the wrench pulled the bowstring, he heard a soft snap, and the bow arm of the longbow straightened, and the broken string was drawn on Wang Sunchen's face, and a thin line of blood flowed down his cheek.

Wang Sunsin twitched his face, spat on it, and threw the broken bow at his feet. This bow has only been used continuously, and now it finally can't support it. This is also the fourth bow he used today, the two high-grade hard bows that were originally carefully maintained were all destroyed, and the standard hard bows in the army that he is using now are not of excellent quality, and they can be easily damaged.

"Bring the bow!" Taking the longbow handed over by his guards, Wang Sunchen turned his wrist. He can shoot the bow left and right, one arm is tired, so he changes to the other, plus he only shoots accurately and quickly, not strength, although he shoots a lot today, he does not hurt his arm.

'It's no problem to shoot a few hundred more arrows. Wang Sunchen thought to himself. While moving his wrist, he stared at the enemy formation on the opposite side, and this time he had to add hundreds of achievements to himself. However, his hand suddenly stopped, and the enemy troops who went out this time were not hundreds, thousands, but only a few dozen.

The people came closer and closer, and Wang Sunsin's face became gloomy a little bit. Among the dozens of people, there were more than a dozen people with their hands tied behind their backs, and they were not Tubo and Dangxiang, but Han Chinese, and they were Wang Sunchen's captured subordinates. They were tied to the front of the battle, sixty paces from the wall, and were forced to kneel in a row. It was a position where arrows could hardly reach, and even if an ordinary warbow with more than one stone could shoot sixty paces away, it would not have much strength left.

On the city wall, thousands of eyes stared at the movements of these dozens of people, not knowing whether they wanted to persuade them to surrender or behead Liwei. After Wang Sunchen looked at it twice, his face suddenly turned pale, and behind his captured subordinates, there were several Tibetan people hanging their right arms, which were the captives who were driven out of the city by breaking their arms on his orders.

"Qiao Si!" Wang Sunchen shouted, "Take your people to the city to prepare!" Hear my order, go out of the city to save people! ”

A stout man bowed and turned to go down into the city.

After giving an order to one of the most elite cavalrymen under his command, Wang Sunchen stretched out his right hand back, "Bring the bow!" ”

His own soldiers were stunned together, wasn't Wang Sunchen carrying a bow in his left hand?

Wang Sunchen glared back, threw away the war bow in his left hand, "Don't hurry up and get a hard bow!" The voice was even more impatient, and the anger that could not be concealed was already on the verge of exploding.

The pro-soldiers who reacted in time were in a hurry, and hurriedly found a hard bow with a head of two stones. Wang Sunchen tried his hand, then threw it on the ground, and shouted angrily like thunder: "Isn't there anything stronger?!" ”

The surrounding soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are helpless. If it is in Qinzhou, a strong bow with a strength of three stones can also be turned over from the arsenal. But right now, it's rare to have a two-stone hard bow.

He was glaring angrily at his own soldiers, when a miserable scream suddenly came from behind him, and Wang Sunchen turned his head sharply, only to see a Tibetan man holding a bloody arm dangling in his hand. One of his captured soldiers had already rolled to the ground, his right arm was gone, and blood was dripping all over the ground. When he had lost his strength, another man stepped forward, stepped on his back, and chopped off the rest of his arms and legs.