Chapter 182: Turn your madness into despair (Part 1)

The sound of the crossbow twisting the strings of the bed is heard continuously above the city. The crossbows as thick as a child's arms are ready to go. The crossbows are powerful. One shot is enough to penetrate the running horse, but the disadvantage is that they are bulky and have extremely slow firing speed. They are generally only used to defend the city. In field battles, they are only used for large corps combat, with enough infantry protection. Otherwise, under the rapid impact of the cavalry, they will often be shot in front of the cavalry and lose their effect after two rounds of fire.

Yun Zhao stood at the top of the city, beside him was Jiang Xu, who was leaning on a Mo knife and a huge iron shield with his hand. This iron shield completely covered Yun Zhao's head. Now Jiang Xu is Yun Zhao's personal guard. When the Mo knife in his hand reached his hand, he did not leave him for a moment. Su Dingfang was embarrassed to ask Jiang Xu for it, but even if he went to ask for it, Jiang Xu would definitely not return it to him. Jiang Xu loved this weapon like a treasure.

This kind of Modao is a powerful weapon for Dayue to maintain its country. Its manufacturing is extremely complex and its craftsmanship is amazing. The use of steel of different hardness and quenching and other key technologies have always been the secret of Dayue. Only the military weapon supervisor of Dayue Shangjing has mastered it. The Mongolians have also obtained this kind of Modao in previous wars, but no matter how hard they try, they can't imitate this kind of weapon. The things they create are just physical but have no spirit. When applied to the battlefield, they often break or break the blade after dozens of slashes. However, Dayue's Modao can be cut by hundreds of powerful slashes and is still as sharp as before.

The entire stone fort defense line was divided into three sections, commanded by Tu Xiong Tu Hu Hao Ren, while Yan Xiaoyi led the cavalry and had already sneaked into the Bayankala Mountains. They were waiting for Yun Zhao to join them to attack the Mongolian army's retreat.

In the distance, the Mongolian army was getting closer and closer, and the cavalry rushed in. The cavalry immediately opened their bows and led the arrows. The feather arrows soared into the sky. After reaching the highest point, they turned around and rushed back. This kind of shooting can greatly enhance the killing ability of the arrows and pose a great threat to the defenders on the city walls.

"Rise!" On the three sections of the city wall, the three commanders issued the same order at the same time. Countless shields were raised at the same time. In an instant, the entire city was covered with a layer of lid. The arrows fell like rain, and the sound of the ding-ding was endless, just like rain hitting the banana leaves, endless.

The city did not launch a counterattack. For galloping horses, whether it is a crossbow or a bow, the hit rate is very limited. It is really unavailable to waste precious arrows. Their target is that after the enemy launches a siege, the Mongolian army that has dismounted the horse will become an excellent target.

"What a big battle!" Yun Zhao laughed loudly, reached out to lift Pojun, took the iron arrow, and pulled it away suddenly.

There was no counterattack on the city, and the Mongolian army under the city became more and more arrogant. While running, they were getting closer and closer to the city, and even the screams were clearly heard from the city.

"Mom, shit!" Jiang Xu blushed as he heard the unbearable shouting and scolding under the city, "I'll cut you into eight pieces later."

Yun Zhao turned around and looked at Jiang Xu, laughed and said, "I'll teach them a lesson." When he loosened his hand, the iron arrow made a scream, and took off the string, and a afterimage was drawn in the air. With a squeak, he hit a Mongolian army. Pojun's powerful force shot the man backwards from the horse, and strings of blood beads fell from the air.

A shocking sound broke out from the city. With the cheers of the soldiers, one sharp arrow after another shot down on the city tower, each arrow shot down a Mongolian army. Yun Zhao shot ten arrows and killed ten Mongolian army. The colorful sound on the city shook the sky, but the offensive under the city was stagnant. Although ten arrows and ten people were insignificant to the thousands of cavalry under the city, it was obvious that these ten arrows were from one person's hands. It was amazing to shoot in such a row and maintain such strong force.

Yun Zhao put down Pojun, rubbed his sore hands, and sighed: "The power is still weaker after all. Even shooting ten arrows, his hands are sore. It seems that he still has to practice his strength. Jiang Xu, if I have your strength, even if I shoot dozens of arrows, I won't feel tired!"

Jiang Xu watched Yun Zhao shoot his bow and kill the enemy. The arrows are so excited that he can't even close his mouth. When he hears Yun Zhao speak, he smiles foolishly: "I have a lot of strength, but I can't shoot accurately!"

Yun Zhao patted Jiang Xu on the shoulder and laughed. After all, things in the world cannot be perfect. Power like Jiang Xu is really born. I am afraid that one person will be difficult to produce among thousands of people.

The horns of the oxen were roaring in the city. After the cavalry, teams of Mongolian troops carried the ladder and shouted forward. The cavalry continued to run under the city, firing arrows, and covering the infantry to advance.

Throwing Pojun to Jiang Xu, Yun Zhao walked to a huge war drum above the city tower, lifted the drumstick, and raised it high.

"Dong!"

"Dongdong!"

The sound of war drums rang out passionately.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!" As the drum sounded, the soldiers on the city shouted, and iron bows were pulled apart, and sharp arrows aimed at the city.

"Let me go!" With the orders of the three commanders in the city, the sound of feather arrows and the shrill sound of crossbows cut through the cold air and headed straight to the city.

In an instant, the overwhelming arrows enveloped the crowds under the city. The Mongolian army sieges fell to the ground, but the screams were completely submerged by shouts, war drums, and horns. The Mongolian army, who ignored life and death, rushed forward against the rain of arrows, and ladders leaned on the city wall. A Mongolian army carried a sabre, used hands and feet, and crawled up quickly.

The defenders on the city that rushed up also suffered casualties. The Mongolian cavalry under the city shot up and the feather arrows hit the defenders who had lost their shields from time to time. From time to time, some people groaned and fell on the cold city wall.

While beating the war drum hard, Yun Zhao observed the situation on the battlefield. This was Yun Zhao's first battle against more than tens of thousands of enemy troops, and it was also his first time to defend the city. In the past, Yun Zhao always came and went like the wind, finding loopholes to fight hard, and then ran away when he hit the horse. This was the first time for him to defend the head-on.

This is my beginning! Yun Zhao thought to himself that fortunately, a large amount of armor was scraped from Yue Ming, and these armors now play a great role in protecting the soldiers in the city. If it were the same team as before, there would be a large number of casualties at this time.

Looking at Tu Hu who was roaring below and directing the battle, Yun Zhao couldn't help but smile. He was wearing the captain's armor and had more than a dozen feather arrows on his body, but he was still jumping around on the top of the city like a dragon. Obviously, these sharp arrows were blocked by the armor and did not cause any harm to him at all.

The foundation of Dayue is indeed extremely profound. Even such a low-level lieutenant armor has an amazing protection ability. Yun Zhao has seen Yue Ming's outfit, which is a layer of polished and extremely soft cowhide substrate inside, and there is an extremely thin chain mail outside. The outermost part is fish scale armor. There are three layers of protection. Not to mention an arrow, even if one knife hits the ground, it is extremely difficult to break the entire defense. Unless it is a pervert like Jiang Xu, if one knife is cut, even if the armor is not cut, the strength alone will be enough to kill a person alive.

The long fork stretched out, held the cloud ladder that was erecting, and pushed the cloud ladder out with all his might. The Mongolian army under the city tried its best to stabilize the cloud ladder. Compared with the two, some of the ladders were pushed out from afar. The Mongolian army, who were climbing onto the ladder, screamed and fell down. Some were injured by the soldiers pushing the ladders by the bows and arrows and were unable to push them. They were quickly climbed to the top of the city. At this time, the mobile team led by Tu Hu and others rushed up to the top of the city immediately, and swords and guns were raised to kill and poked the Mongolian army that was climbing onto the top of the city. In an instant, there were smoke everywhere.

Jiang Xu was so excited that his blood was thrust into the eyes and was eager to try, "Boss, I'll go too."

Yun Zhao, who was striving the war drum desperately, smiled and said, "It's not your turn to do such a formation. Jiang Xu, you are a good piece of steel, so you have to use it on the edge of the knife. Wait. Without my orders, you are not allowed to participate in the war!"

Jiang Xu had no choice but to jump on the top of the city and watched the brothers below fight to the death.

Under the city, Lakathi looked at the stone fort that had changed a lot, and was indescribable. He was actually suspicious by the opponent's suspicion of military strategy. He missed the best opportunity to capture the stone fort, and gave the enemy the opportunity to strengthen and rebuild the stone fort. Now, if you want to take it down again, you have to pay more of the lives of the athletes in the clan. What's more important is that King Wuda was quite disappointed with him, which is related to the future of Guo Luo tribe.

"Go to join all the troops. Today I will take down the stone fortress in one go. I dare to compete with me in a small place!" Lacarthy roared.

More Mongolian troops rushed up.

On the cliff, Jiang Feng looked nervously at the offensive and defense of the stone fort below. More and more Mongolian troops had already surged up. The figures of Mongolian troops could be seen everywhere on the top of the city. The stone fort had already invested all its troops, and Yun Zhao had not issued a launch order yet. As an old soldier, Jiang Feng naturally would not take his own initiative, but just stared at Yun Zhao's actions, for fear of missing every move of Yun Zhao.

More Mongolian troops rushed to the top of the city, and the soldiers above the city began to be forced to retreat. The city was almost full of soldiers, and under the city, more Mongolian soldiers rushed up were squeezed under the ladder, waiting to climb.

Yun Zhao dropped the drumstick, lifted Pojun, raised his hand, and a whistle flew into the sky with a scream.

On the cliff, Jiang Feng shouted: "Start!"

On the county cliffs on both sides, hundreds of stone cannons whistled, countless stone bullets were more than ten pounds, and the small ones were thin pieces of stone, simply wrapped by a tree net. Once popped up, they broke free from the net in the air, roared and fell down, completely covering the entire garden hundreds of meters in front of the stone castle city.

After the round of shooting, Jiang Feng shouted frantically, "Prepare, prepare, pull the tree, and bounce it up!" There was a chaotic situation on the cliff.
Chapter completed!