Shu Chen

Chapter 398
The arrows and crossbows are like locusts, and the gravel is like rain.

The strong bows and crossbows and thunderbolt chariots in the Wei army camp continued to show off, turning Xia Houru's hope of containing the Han army's attack into a sharp piercing sound, covering all the Han troops swarming in front of the camp.

Han soldiers were constantly shot by crossbow arrows and fell to the ground; people were constantly hit by flying sharp stones, and their skin was torn.

The wailing cries of the wounded, the shrill screams of broken bones, and the horrific splatter of blood soon filled the battlefield, almost all of which were concentrated at the first fifty paces of the camp.

After all, Xia Houru was battle-tested.

Therefore, his command in front of the battle is also very methodical.

It is to order the soldiers to gather the bows and throwing stones to cover one place. In addition to pursuing the maximum damage, it can also divide the Han army's attacking soldiers into two parts.

In this way, it can prevent the Han army from forming an endless and continuous offensive.

It can also allow one's own soldiers to have a break to rest, and spare time for the reserve soldiers to replace the front row athletes who have been weakened for a long time.

But sometimes, the ability to make decisions in battle cannot make up for the difference in combat power of soldiers.

Indeed, the battlefield was as he wished.

The Han army in the back line slowed down, and under the command of Du Bo of each small square team, formed a dense small garden formation, covered the front with shields, and walked carefully through the crossbows and stones.Inevitably, they were also separated by a lot of distance from the pioneer Xiandeng Paize who rushed to the camp a long time ago.

However, Xia Houru's command ability was unable to benefit the battle due to the explosive combat power of the nearly two thousand Xiandeng Han troops who advanced in four directions and rushed to the camp.

The camp built near the river is surrounded by low walls, which are about ten feet long.

Therefore, Wei Yan took advantage of it.

Let the soldiers be fixed on the WISCO cart or luggage cart with ladder-like steps, forming a simple version of the climbing ladder.As long as the car body frame is attached to the low wall of the camp, the soldiers can easily climb and board the camp, reducing the damage of the previous ant-attached attack.

Moreover, he took the lead in stepping up to the front and treading the edge, which greatly encouraged the spirit of the soldiers.

Everyone fought bravely, holding shields with curved arms to protect their heads and necks, biting sharp blades, braving the arrows and stones coming from nowhere, ignoring the spears that were poking hard, leaning their hands and feet slightly and climbing ladders And up.

The Wei army on the low wall will not make the Han army succeed.

The soldiers standing in the front row form a group of three, and one of the spearmen pushes away the shield of the Han soldiers, allowing the other spearman to accurately stab the spear point into the neck or face, and the last one is a sword and shield soldier .

He bent down and squatted in front of the shield to protect his robes from being injured by the crossbow arrows shot by the Han army. When the two spearmen could not stop the Han army from climbing the low wall, he would use the ring-headed knife in his hand to protect him. It pierced out of the small crenel reserved for the surrounding area, and the Han army who had escaped had no time to rejoice, and was stabbed into the abdomen by a sharp knife.

And the other Wei soldiers who were in the back row and did not bear the brunt of the hand-to-hand combat, some joined forces to lift the pole wood that had been prepared long ago over the top, and smashed it down along the low wall.

Every time a heavy beam falls, several Han soldiers will scream at the same time, or fall down the wooden ladder with broken bones or vomiting blood.

If you're lucky, you can even smash the WISCO car or the supply car to pieces.

There are still some Wei soldiers holding huge wooden spoons in their hands, and they keep scooping up the golden juice that has been boiled and smelly for miles in the wind, and pour it down the long ladder of the Han army.

Being drenched in hot golden juice, there will be no fatal worries for a while.

But when it covered the skin along the gaps in the soldiers' armor, flowed down the wooden ladder and spread to the fingers of the climbing Han soldiers, many soldiers would let go of the wooden ladder screaming and twisting their hands in response to the sudden high temperature. The body moved, and then the center of gravity became unstable and fell from the wooden ladder.

However, none of the soldiers of the Han army, whose morale was like a rainbow, changed color.

One person wailed and fell, and immediately another person carried a shield and continued to climb.

Go forward and succeed, and live to die.

Slowly, with the passage of time, as the corpses in front of the camp piled up higher and higher, finally some scattered soldiers of the Han army jumped into the low wall by climbing their chariots.

Their endings are similar.

Facing the blades and spear points coming from all directions at the same time, the small and convenient shields in their hands could not resist at all, and the short blades in their hands could not block all of them.

From jumping into the low wall to lying on the ground unwillingly, it took only a moment.

But the moment they fought for with their lives occupied space for the follow-up Pao Ze, allowing Pao Ze to have a moment to prepare for the battle, allowing more Pao Ze to board the camp and compete with the Wei soldiers for control of the camp's enclosure.

One more death, one more breath.

Slowly, on the low wall of the camp, the corpses of Han soldiers also began to pile up.

Also slowly, soldiers of Wei State began to lie dead on the ground.

When the blood flowed wantonly, the corpses of soldiers from both the Han and Wei Dynasties were completely dyed, and they could no longer be distinguished from each other by the color of their uniforms. The battle on the low wall had become evenly matched.

The Han army finally completely offset the advantage that the Wei army had a camp to rely on; finally ushered in the bloody bravery of "meeting on a narrow road and the brave wins".

At this time, it was only two quarters of an hour since Wei Yan's offensive roar.

The price is that more than [-] soldiers who first climbed to the fortifications lingered their heroic souls on the red embroidered black-edged Chinese character banners, hunting in the wind, and silently bid farewell to their hometown, their parents, their wives and children.

The torches and fire pans lit by both sides in the night battle continued to raise thick smoke, billowing and filling the riverside.

There were many dead bodies on the low walls of the camp, and puddles of blood were densely covered, soaking the soldiers' cloth shoes.The strong smell of blood, sweat, golden juice, and the burnt smell of fat burned by the brazier on the corpse were mixed with each other and filled the air, which was pungent and disgusting.

But no one cares about that.

Because the sacrifice of life and death is still going on.

"kill!"

"Rebel!"

The soldiers of the Han army will not let the death of Paoze become meaningless.

"kill!"

"Kill the thief!"

The generals of the Wei army will not let them go thousands of miles to fight and become a shame for the men of Yanzhao.

Even the two banners embroidered with Han and Wei respectively are struggling to fight against the wind.

Therefore, no one noticed the cramped low walls, because both sides piled up too many corpses, and too many soldiers went up to the front, and they had already begun to groan in pain—the rivets and wooden wedges that fixed the pillars and beams began to groan. Disconnected, shattered, and clicked, clicked.

No one cared, the grease and fire from the overturned brazier had already spread to the ropes between the beams and columns.

Therefore, the struggle for Aigaki lasted only a quarter of an hour.

Accompanied by clicking, clicking, the low wall was finally overwhelmed and collapsed with a loud noise.

Both sides were a little caught off guard by this turn of events.

But there was no surprise as they looked at each other in blank dismay.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the collapse of the low wall to separate the two armies, the Wei army retreated dozens of steps, and the whole army lined up to wait.The Han army quickly broke through the gate of the camp and cleared the attackable route.

The soldiers on both sides knew that if they did not decide the outcome tonight, they would not give up.

(End of this chapter)