Xiaoyao Xiaojunhou

Chapter 303 Battle Array
As soon as Yan Dashan finished speaking, the Yan Army cavalry at the forefront of the charge suddenly collapsed, including men and horses, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This was the trap Zhu Xiuyuan and the others had prepared in advance.

A large pit is dug on the ground, and the bottom of the pit is covered with spikes such as swords, bamboo, and wood, and then covered with light and thin planks, and covered with sand, gravel, grass stems, etc., and the layout is the same as that of normal ground.

The Yan army's cavalry rushed in quickly, but could not distinguish the trap, so they fell into the pit while galloping. Both men and horses were skewered on the spikes at the bottom of the pit, and died.

However, the cavalry behind them were unable to recover as quickly as they could, and they were able to trap a group of them.

The Yan army had to lose a lot of cavalry before they could rein in their horses and stop risking death.

Looking at the majestic Yan army cavalry, a large number of them fell into the big pit, like dumpling, Zhu Xiuyuan and others stood upright on the Jiangzhou city tower, and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, these damn Yan people, let you have a taste of the power of my Jiangzhou, haha..."

The Yan army encountered a trap and naturally stopped their offensive.

Somewhere in the Yan Army, many soldiers gathered around one person, following the pace of the attack, and they were also approaching Jiangzhou City.

The person being surrounded was none other than the fourth prince of the Yan Kingdom, Zhao Pu.

"Why stop ahead? Go call the vanguard general."

Zhao Pu rode a tall horse with a gloomy expression on his face.

Behind him were banners like clouds, war horses neighing, and darkness. The whole posture looked very impressive.

"Subordinates obey!"

The commander bowed down to accept the order, patted his horse and galloped away.

However, as soon as the messenger left, a man came running towards him, dismounted and said:

"His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, our vanguard cavalry encountered a horse trap, with hundreds of casualties and casualties. The vanguard general has ordered people to dig out the earth and fill the hole. We can continue to move forward in a short time!"

Zhao Pu's expression remained unchanged and he hummed: "You are just trapped in a horse trap, you just want to stop my [-] army? Haha, this time I personally lead an army of [-], I must first capture Jiangzhou, and then capture Zhu Xiuyuan alive. This prince said, I think What you want to get has never been lost.”

Behind Zhao Pu, the chief counselor also followed on horseback. He was wearing a square scarf, a cloth robe, and a feather fan in his hand. He had an obscene appearance.

After hearing Zhao Pu's bold words, the counselor immediately patted his horse, took a half step forward, and said flatteringly:
"Your Highness is the bravest of the three armies and has unparalleled ingenuity. I, the Great Yan'erlang, am even more brave and adept at fighting, without fear of life or death. The small Jiangzhou City has only a few thousand soldiers defending the city. How can it be your Highness's opponent? Your Highness's attack on Jiangzhou is nothing more than searching for something." , I can capture it! I, Dayan, will win, and Your Highness will win!"

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

The surrounding Yan army also followed suit and waved their flags with great momentum.

"Well said, hahaha..."

Zhao Pu was full of pride and laughed heartily, as if victory was already in front of him.

While Zhao Pu and others were complimenting each other, the horse pit had been excavated and backfilled, making it as smooth as the ground for the army to pass.

Yan Jun moved again.

But this time, they were no longer in a hurry, riding rampant on their horses.

What if there are traps ahead?
Moreover, it was not the cavalry who took the lead in the charge, but the infantry who led the charge, testing as they walked.

Although the advance speed of the Yan army has slowed down, as time goes by, the Yan army has infinitely approached Jiangzhou City.

Jiangzhou city tower.

"It still takes a hundred steps to reach the bow and arrow range."

"Seventy more steps are needed..."

"There are still sixty steps left...Benefactor, the Yan army has stopped again!"

Zhu Xiuyuan nodded, watching the Yan army stop in place in the distance, no longer advancing, and said solemnly: "The bow and arrow of the Yan army is better than that of my country Chen, with a range of [-] steps... Be careful to avoid and beware of the Yan army's battle." With a strong bow and quick arrows, let’s test our city with bows and arrows first.”

Following Zhu Xiuyuan's order, a series of drum beats came from the city wall again.

Fast and regular.That's the signal being sent.

Most people couldn't understand it, but the soldiers guarding the city could understand it.

After a while, Yan Dashan suddenly shouted: "My benefactor, the Yan army has moved...are they archers? My benefactor's guess is right. The Yan army is indeed relying on its strong bows and fast arrows to launch a test attack on us."

"Watch out for avoidance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, locust-like arrows rained down from the sky.

dong dong dong dong!

A series of sounds.

It was like raindrops of arrows, and the sound of hitting the city wall was really like rain.

Zhu Xiuyuan and others hid behind the battlements, listening to the thumping sound, their hearts beat like beating drums.

Occasionally, individual arrows shot through the mottled parapet into the tower...

Zhu Xiuyuan was horrified and felt the cruelty of war firsthand.

If this arrow hits the body, the skin will still be peeled off even if it doesn't die, not to mention there are so many arrows...

As a modern person, Zhu Xiuyuan has never had such a dream.

This is a war, an ancient war.

At this time, his heart was full of novelty, excitement, fear, and astonishment, but of course, more importantly, he was determined.

The continuous rain of arrows and migratory locusts lasted for more than half a quarter of an hour.

When the offensive subsided slightly, Yan Dashan risked his life and looked out.

Then he shouted: "My benefactor, the Yan army has entered the range of our bows and arrows and can counterattack."

As soon as Yan Dashan finished speaking, he immediately shrank his head. Like lightning, it turned out that a stray arrow just flew past Yan Dashan's face. If Yan Dashan had been slower, although it would not be fatal, it would have been inevitable to lose his appearance.

"It's so dangerous, Dashan, are you okay?" Zhu Xiuyuan realized after a while that his heart was in his throat.

"My benefactor, it's okay, it's okay, it's just a stray arrow. The villain can still escape, but benefactor, don't come out yet, it's too dangerous!"

Yan Dashan grinned, showing his white teeth.

"As long as it's okay..." Zhu Xiuyuan patted his chest.

At this time, in his heart, the cruelty of war was refreshed again.

It was different from what he had imagined. It was so different. It turned out that people could actually die. It was not a joke.

After the shock had calmed down, Zhu Xiuyuan ordered the drummer to issue a new order: "Start to fight back with bows and arrows!"

Suddenly, a series of dense drum beats, like thunder, resounded throughout the city wall.

The defenders hiding behind the battlements took risks and fired arrows to counterattack the Yan army.

"what!"

"what!"

After a while, screams were heard from time to time on the city wall, one after another, like the croaking of frogs on a summer night.

Those were the soldiers injured by the Yan army's bows and arrows.

Every time they screamed, Zhu Xiuyuan's heart twitched...

Those are living lives. They are not balloons hanging on the wooden board waiting for guests to shoot. They are people!
But in the blink of an eye, with the screams one after another, so many lives have already been lost...

Zhu Xiuyuan's heart is like a beating drum, the blood in his body is speeding up, his eyes are bulging, he is like a drowning person, he has lost all sense of security, and he has difficulty breathing. Only by feeling, that kind of stable feeling can make him feel at ease, so as not to be "drowned".

(End of this chapter)