Both of these options, either successfully, saved most of the army. The fastest chapter update will either fail, and the worst result will be total annihilation!

Wanyan Zonghan was furious. In the past, when there were thousands of troops and horses, they won all battles and never encountered any difficulties. Now that there are more soldiers and horses, troublesome things are coming soon, and it is even more difficult to fight!

However, a famous general is still a famous general after all. After a short period of deliberation, Wanyan Zonghan immediately chose to attack the city! He still chooses to believe in the war knife in his hand!

That's right, no commander can be so bold as to abandon half of his military strength! This is no longer called a strong man's broken wrist, this TM is to directly cut off the limbs!

A large-scale siege began.

There was no temptation to storm the city this time, and the first thing that came up was surrounded from all sides. The main direction of attack is the north and south of the city gate. The other two walls were used to contain the attack.

The Jin ** soldiers of the brigade drove out of the camp and rushed to Yingzhou City with countless siege equipment that had been rushed out. The golden ** soldiers shouted loudly and roared to cheer themselves on.

Siege warfare reached ** in an instant.

Bed crossbows, catapults, rolling stones, and a dense rain of arrows all swept out as if they didn't need money. After the thick crossbow arrows and heavy stones destroyed the shield carts in the front row, they filled the sky like locusts, and the rain of arrows with a whistling sound would cover the Jurchen army behind!

Even the Jurchen elite armor soldiers in heavy armor couldn't withstand the heavy arrows and heavy boulders of the bed crossbow! One by one, the golden ** team was swept to the ground, and almost all of those who rushed to the front in a short period of time died!

There was almost no pause, and the army that followed behind gushed out like a huge wave of surging waves. There is no stop, no rest, wave after wave.

Looking down from the city wall of Yingzhou, a large group of boundless and bankless teams under black pressure made the defenders on the city wall all numb!

This kind of siege that didn't care about battle damage and was completely fatal greatly shocked the soldiers defending the city. This kind of scene is too tragic!

Under the walls of Yingzhou, dense corpses almost covered the ground, and the red blood that came out like a spring dyed the whole land a bright red color.

The antlers were covered with dead bodies. The deep, wide trench had long since been filled with corpses. The stream of blood poured into the trench and was already bursting out.

Countless sharp arrows stuck in the ground, dense like a jungle of steel. What a hellish scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Many of the newly recruited recruits on the city wall were frightened by the tragic scene in front of them. There are quite a few people who have just collapsed. Or wander around trying to escape from this ghost and be killed by nearby generals. Or insane, falling straight down the wall.

Gao Yang turned a blind eye to this qiē and calmly observed the battlefield. Send the sergeants in your hands back and forth, either to reinforce or to withdraw to the city to rest.

He himself sat on the southern wall. Here is the key point in the offensive focus of the Golden ** team. The golden ** team of successive servants came surgingly, and the ladders were densely erected on the city wall and the arrows were chopped, and the Jurchen elites wearing heavy armor climbed up with swords and shields.

Gao Yang wanted to consume a lot of the Jurchens' vital power, of course, there would be no such thing as rolling wood, stones, bed crossbows, and arrows. His strongest killer weapon is gasoline.

When a large number of gold ** teams gathered under the city. Clay pots filled with gasoline were thrown down. Whether it was smashed on the ground or smashed on the armor of the golden ** soldier, after the 'Ping Pong' was broken, gasoline splashed everywhere. Every Jurchen sergeant who was splashed with gasoline would be terrified!

They'd already seen how the elites who had been fighting the city had been burned alive by the strange smell of the water! That kind of scene is so miserable that you can't bear to look at it directly! The charred corpse at their feet, covered in jet black and shiny, in a strange shape, is proof of this!

Even though they had been burned to dry bones, the strange expression on their faces could still show the great pain they suffered before they died!

When the clay pot was thrown down, it was followed by torches! Beneath the city walls immediately became a purgatory on earth. The ferocious flames devour a living being, whether you are wearing armor or not, no matter how glorious you are in front of you. In the face of the fire of eternal industry, everyone is the same!

Wanyan Zonghan, whose eyes were already bloodshot, waved the war knife in his hand and slashed to death a Meng An who had escaped in front of him. Gasping for air like a beast. Lisheng shouted, "Go on!" Above!! Above!!! ”

Several Jurchen nobles beside him fell to the ground, hugged his legs, and cried loudly, "Handsome! Handsome!! Can't die anymore! Can't die anymore! Leave some seeds for us Jurchens! ”

A morning's storming down the city is not counted as a new annexed army. The Jurchen elite alone has folded in at least nearly three thousand people!

These are the most precious soldiers of the Jurchen clan. Most of them were burned to death by the terrible fire. No matter how brave and fearless, no matter how heavy the armor is, they can't escape the fate of being burned into dry bones.

These murderous Jurchen aristocrats were also frightened by this cruel scene. There's no way to pounce on it! It's just a waste of death.

Wanyan Zonghan had fallen into a state that bordered on rage at this moment. With the swing of the war knife in his hand, he slashed several Jurchen nobles holding him to the ground in just a few breaths. The front finger of the sword. The loud roar made his military horses continue to rush to the city in despair.

At this time, Wanyan Zonghan's eyes were blood-red and terrifying, his lips had already been bitten, and the slightly salty blood flowed into his mouth. Let him feel a heart-pumping pain! His heart is bleeding too! These are his soldiers. It is the greatest guarantee for him to gain a foothold among the Jurchen clan!

How could he not know that this was being sent to death in vain! As soon as the warriors who attack the city get closer, that kind of desperate fire attack will fall from the sky! Turn all the qiē into ashes!

But Wanyan Zonghan had no other choice at all! Now that you have made up your mind to attack the city, it is impossible to give up lightly because of casualties!

He can't go. Once you retreat, not to mention the losses you have suffered, and how to return to Yunzhou City smoothly. The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under Taiyuan City alone are definitely finished. He couldn't afford such a huge loss. It's better to die a few thousand here than tens of thousands in the future!

In one morning, he had already killed one Meng'an and nine Mouk with his own hands! All of them begged him to withdraw their troops because they did not suffer huge losses.

His only thought now is to use the sea of people to fight the city and consume all that terrifying Yongye fire!

"How many of this life-changing things can you have!?" Wanyan Zonghan gritted his teeth and roared in the direction of the Yingzhou city wall.

He won't understand what storage space is. This kind of thing for a few dollars a liter is as much as Gao Yang wants, even if it ignites the entire city, it is enough.

Death is still spreading, and fear is rising. In the face of such an invincible attack, no one can face it calmly!

The generals were frightened, and the sergeants began to stagger forward. Everyone is afraid of death, especially this horrible way of death. The city walls of Yingzhou are already covered with charred corpses, just looking at them makes people feel sick and want to vomit! No one wants to be one of them.

Wanyan Zonghan didn't have time to boost morale anymore, so he directly sacrificed the Governor team!

In front of the snow bright sword, no one dared to retreat. The sergeants of the brigade are attacking again, and they are going to use their flesh and blood to consume Gao Yang's gasoline!

The clear sky was already shrouded in thick black smoke, and the sun had already hidden in the clouds, as if it no longer wanted to look at the hell below.

A disgusting smell permeated the air throughout the battlefield. It's a smell that's enough to make you not want to eat meat for months!

At this moment, even the city wall of Yingzhou was blackened by the fire, and the air above the city wall was rolling in a heat wave, and the smoke was billowing, as if the heaven and earth had been shrouded in this endless heat wave.

The guards on the city walls were dried by the intense heat. Many of them were blinded and had to go back to the city for a while to recuperate.

On the ground outside Yingzhou City is a strange and miserable white color, occasionally mixed with layers of pitch-black corpses, making people feel as if they are in a ghostly hell.

From time to time, the defenders on the walls fell to their knees and vomited. Many people, not to mention overnight meals, even vomited gastric juice.

Every now and then a depleted defender would fall to the ground, and would be carried down the city immediately, or it would not be long before a reservist full of spirit would come up.

Yingzhou City is not big, Gao Yang's army is sufficient, and the losses are temporarily within Gao Yang's tolerance range after the gasoline fire attack. It's not too stressful to fight in turns.

Gao Yang, wearing a gas mask, stood quietly on the city wall, facing the Jin army formation in the distance. No one could see the look behind the strange mask.

The Jin army array in the distance was already much weaker than when it had just started to attack the city in the morning. At this time, the Jin army no longer went to the city in vain, only some light cavalry wearing shabby half-body leather armor were sparsely wandering outside Yingzhou City.

These cavalrymen were in a trance, and even the war horses under their crotches looked listless. There was no morning at all, and the fierce meaning of shooting on the city wall without fear of casualties and death was brought out.

Wanyan Zonghan finally couldn't resist anymore. Under the seemingly inexhaustible gasoline fire attack on the city wall of Yingzhou, he could only choose to give up in the end!

In the whole day, first one by one, Mouke filled in, and then it became one by one! That kind of huge casualty has gone out of everyone's hearts to bear the bottom line! Wanyan Zonghan can't do it either.

After a rough count, his face was pale, and his hands trembled slightly, and the book case handed over the battle damage report to Wan Yan Zonghan.

In the time of this day, a total of more than one hundred and twenty Mok were thrown into Yingzhou City! That's at least fifteen thousand or more!

How many have returned? Less than three thousand!

This is definitely a brutal and bloody battle in the siege warfare of the Cold Weapon Age! You know, these aren't meaningless, just numbers, they're all elite soldiers! (To be continued......)

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