The shouts and cheers suddenly stopped.

"ah!"

A sergeant's left arm was taken away by a crossbow, and he knelt down and howled miserably.

But more people were taken into their souls at once.

There were not many casualties.

However, it is particularly shocking.

Yan Biao stood up slowly and looked outside the city first.

The sergeants are winding up the strings. Look behind them.

Zong Xu was lying in front of the reserve formation. The mouth he had been chattering about before was now tightly closed. The look of despair and horror still remained on his twisted face.

"alert!"

Amid the shouts, all the soldiers at the top of the city knelt down.

"The reaction is too big!"

The enemy's reaction reminded Yang Xuan of the artillery bombardment in another time and space.

Shelling... After hearing the roar, regardless of whether it was directed at them or not, they all fell down.

One shot may not kill anyone, but the enemy's morale will drop by one point.

"Attack!"

Nan He drew his sword and pointed at the city head and shouted.

Groups of sergeants rushed forward.

"Tang Jun is coming!"

Someone at the top of the city shouted.

"careful!"

"Stand up! Everyone stand up!"

Yan Biao stood up and shouted.

One by one, the soldiers hesitated, slowly stood up along the top of the city, and looked out cautiously.

The ballista remains the same.

Everyone stood up in fear, not knowing when the crossbow would fly over and take them away with one shot.

Fear often occurs before a predictable event, not after.

The Tang army is running.

Each sergeant was either carrying a ladder or following behind it, with a shield in his left hand and a weapon in his right hand, running and shouting at the same time.

"Kill!"

The appearance of the ballista not only surprised the enemy, but also the Chenzhou Army, which shows the excellent confidentiality work.

Jiang Heer whispered: "You are so awesome!"

Helian Yan said calmly: "The man who created this thing is even more powerful!"

At the beginning of the siege, the Qiu Long Guards assisted in the attack. According to everyone's thoughts, Yanbei City could not hold on for long.

Unexpectedly, the enemy army used the important weapon of bed slave, so the physically powerful Qiu Long Guard could only temporarily avoid it.

Just like in a siege battle in another world, the attackers launched tanks, thinking they were invincible, but who knew that the enemy suddenly used cannons, and the tanks were blasted away with several cannons.

This is one thing defeating another, and it must be said that this is an extremely excellent counterattack.

The morale of the defenders was greatly boosted, while the morale of Chenzhou's army plummeted.

At this moment, Boss Yang waved his hand and the ballista appeared.

Does the enemy have artillery?

Don't be afraid!

We also have them, more in number, and they are self-propelled artillery that can move at any time.

who!

Dare to compete with me in firepower!

Boss Yang was so reserved at the moment that he just shook his goose feather fan and said: Who took the head of an enemy general for someone?

Everything about the bed slave is good, but the winding is slow.

Moreover, this was a first-generation product with many flaws. Because this time it was an active attack, Yang Xuan couldn't care less and pulled over all the completed ballistae.

"Fire the arrow!"

The second wave of crossbows flew up to the top of the city. When Jiang Heer saw that the enemy troops at the top of the city were clearly dodging, he couldn't help but praise: "It is indeed an important weapon. If you can get hundreds of them lined up, how can you defend it?"

"You have become more and more stupid recently. You are what Lang Jun calls cute." He Lianyan shook her head.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Look..." He Lianyan pointed to the top of the city.

Chen Zhoujun had already gone up, and as soon as the ladder was put up on the top of the city, the ballistae stopped.

If you launch it again, you will not be able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

"Why can the enemy do this?" Jiang He'er asked.

"That's because the enemy army doesn't regard its sergeants as human beings." He Lianyan said quietly: "But Lang Jun regards those under his command as brothers."

The Tang army rushed to the top of the city, and the enemy troops immediately counterattacked.

At some point, Zhou Qin's ancestors and grandsons had already touched Yang Xuan's back.

"Zitai, what's wrong?"

Yang Xuan glanced at it, and the Qiu Long Guard behind him pointed at Lin Feibao.

Lin Feibao was silent.

During the war, the general was not allowed to get close to him at will, but Zhou Qin's ancestors and grandsons were different. In Lin Feibao's eyes, the Zhou family was of great help to Lang Jun's great cause of revolt.

At this time, let Zhou Qin's ancestors and grandson see Lang Jun's commanding demeanor as a famous general. Only when the banner of rebellion is raised in the future can the balance of the Zhou family be tilted towards Lang Jun.

Everything is for the sake of rebellion!

To pull that father and son off their throne!

Lin Feibao is in charge of the security matters around Yang Xuan, and his decision-making is almost equal to Yang Xuan's decision-making.

"We just competed once."

Yang Xuan pointed to the top of the city and said: "At the beginning of this battle, I rushed to the top of the city with a strong general. I thought I was sure of it, but who knew that the enemy general had prepared a bed slave..."

"Is the bed slave very powerful?" Zhou Xin asked.

"When the crossbow is fired, the earth shakes and the mountains shake. The crossbow is indestructible. Even a good shooter has to avoid its sharp edge." Zhou Qin explained.

The earthquake was exaggerated. Yang Xuan thought to himself, how would they react if they saw the power of artillery in another time and space in the scroll?

One shot can destroy a hundred miles?

"He is a thoughtful person," Zhou Qin said.

"Yes! However, I have also prepared some surprises for them." Yang Xuan pointed to the ballista in front, "With a wave of launches, the morale of the enemy troops at the top of the city has been greatly reduced."

"Not many people are killed!" Zhou Xin just saw from a distance that not many crossbows were flying up.

"Many times, in battle formations, the competition is not about weapons, but about morale!"

Zhou Qin smiled as he watched his son-in-law teach his grandson, with many thoughts running through his mind.

The fighting was about to begin, but it was already dazzling him... Zhou himself also secretly cultivated generals, not for rebellion, but as a routine.

A practice passed down from our ancestors: each generation must train generals to cope with possible drastic changes.

When the world undergoes great changes, or when the Zhou family faces a great crisis, each of the tenant farmers in the vast fields under their control becomes soldiers, and together they form a large army.

The Zhou family's generals command the Zhou family's army, and they can effectively defend the Zhou family's interests no matter in troubled times or at any time.

This is the scary thing about aristocratic families: they control too many people!

The city has now become a meat grinder.

Zhao Yong's team is on standby at the moment.

"Help me!"

One by one the wounded were carried or carried back.

"Send them all to the back!"

Chen Huagu, a famous doctor in Chenzhou, took his disciples to their seats.
To be continued...