"yes."

Zhang Jin clasped his fists again, tightened the reins of the horse, and rode his horse forward and shouted, "My sons, raise troops for a thousand days and use troops for a while."

"Take out your courage and sacrifice your lives. For Beishan Fort and Wu Gong. Capture this Jiangcheng!"

"kill!!!!"

Zhang Jin used all his strength and roared.

The killer strokes are long and long, high and long.

"kill!!!!"

The soldiers raised the weapons in their hands and roared immediately. The sound rushed to the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color for a moment.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!" A strong drummer swung the drum hammer hard, and the skin drum was shocked.

"Crack, crack!!"

The soldiers in the first team pushed heavy siege equipment such as ladder trucks, well trucks, and wooden mantle trucks. The wheels crushed the fertile fields full of rice stubble and slowly headed towards the strong and tall city walls of Jiang County.

The soldiers hiding behind the car encouraged each other.

"Brothers. The lieutenant said that. He raised troops for a thousand days and used troops for a while. We were protected by the general, and survived in the hands of the Mongolian Yuan people and lived a peaceful life. Beishan Fort not only protected us, but also protected the officials.

It’s also honest. For us and for our family, it’s time to abandon your head and shed your blood.”

While following the Muman Cart, a small flag official looked at the brothers beside him and said loudly from the bottom of his heart.

"That's right. Even if it's not for the present, it's for the future. Expel the Tartars and restore Liaodong. The descendants do not have to be bullied by the Mongols."

Another small flag official also yelled hard.

The morale of the soldiers at Beishan Fort was originally extremely high. Under the leadership of these officers, the morale became increasingly high.

One by one, the iron-clad men, with their unyielding eyes, looked up at Jiangcheng, as if they were about to bite it and tear him apart.

For the general, for Beishan Fort, and for the Yan Han.

We must break through Jiangcheng.

This is the first step to reviving Liaodong and expelling the Tartars.

"kill!!!!!!!!!!!"

On the city, Zhang Bu held a spear and crossed his back, shouting: "Brothers. I have sent someone to notify Jin Wanhu. Keep it for ten days, and only ten days will be the only one. Jin Wanhu will lead reinforcements to rush.

return."

"When the time comes, everyone will have a reward. We need money and food, and women will have women."

"Half of my side Zhang, Zhang Bu, swears in the name of his ancestors and never breaks his promise."

"kill!!!!"

Zhang Bu was brave and talented, and knew that in troubled times, only those with soldiers were power. He treated soldiers on weekdays like a famous general in ancient times, and was kind to him.

Eat people with short mouths and soft hands.

At this time, it was not that he was ambushed, but under the protection of the city wall. The soldiers of thousands of Han households were filled with blood and rushed to kill each other with General Zhang.

Needless to say, the Mongolian Yuan warriors have never weakened their fighting will.

Both the leaders and generals are not ordinary people.

Zhang Bu was sitting in the city, but he was also imposing for a momentum.

Time passes slowly.

Under the push of the soldiers, the well car arrived at the right distance. The archers on the well car shot arrows at the city wall.

"Swoosh swosh swosh!!!"

The arrows shot towards Zhang Bu's soldiers on the city wall like lightning. However, Zhang Bu's counterattack was ten times stronger than them.

The well car is just a foothold, and there are not many archers above. The defending archers on the city wall are densely packed.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

An archer from Wu Nianjun was shot by multiple arrows and became a hedgehog. He screamed and fell from the well car. After struggling for a while, he died of anger.

When an archer died, an archer repaired it.

"superior!!!"

The wooden mantle chariot, ladder chariot, etc. continued to move forward, covering a large number of soldiers.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!" The wooden mantle car with a huge shield successfully blocked the arrows on the city, and the sounds were heard in an instant.

"Don't shoot their wooden chariots. Wait until their soldiers come out before shooting." Zhang Bu couldn't help but shout when he saw that his people were inexperienced.

The archers Zhang Bujun on the city immediately calmed down, either carefully watching the situation under the city, or shooting against Wu Nianjun on the well car.

soon.

The cloud ladder siege car arrived at the bottom of the city, and immediately a soldier controlled the mechanism and let the cloud ladder slowly set it on the city wall.

"Roil on it!!!" An officer from Zhang Bujun shouted.

"Puchi!!!" Several Zhang Bujun's strong men picked up the big iron pot and poured the oil in the iron pot on it.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The Wu Nian soldiers hiding behind the ladder truck suffered a great disaster. They screamed in pain for a while. Heavy armor could guard against arrows, but could not resist the hot oil.

"Don't grab it with your hands, your skin will ulcerate. Turn your pain into courage. rush up. After capturing the city, apply lard to the wound. If you die, sacrifice your life for the general. You will never regret it."

A little flag of Wu Nianjun, whose hands were burned, shouted, jumped onto the ladder truck with all his hands and feet, climbing the ladder.

A "touch" sound.

A big stone fell down and hit his head. Without saying a word, he rolled down the ladder, not knowing life and death.

"Mr. Li!!!" The soldiers under his command exclaimed, and then their eyes were bloody. One of the men stood up and said, "The eggs are facing the sky when the person dies. Go!!!"

A famous Wu Nianjun man and a subordinate of Zhang Jin risked his life to climb the city wall, just like a moth flying into a fire. Even though he knew he would die, he would have no regrets.

kill!!!!!!!!!

The Muman Car also stopped steadily. Some shield soldiers spread out from both sides of the Muman Carriage and set up a long row of covers.

Archers quickly dispersed, hid behind the shield, sat on the ground, then pulled out the arrows in the arrow bag at their waists, and took a deep breath.

"Fuck the Mongol Yuan people!!!!" An archer in his twenties spat out an old phlegm, cursed, and then gritted his teeth and stood up.

The moment he came out, he let go of the bowstring in his hand.

With a "dong", the bowstring shaking and the black arrow flew out towards the city. After that, he didn't even look at it, and sat on the ground again, hiding himself behind the shield soldier.

On the battlefield, there are many soldiers on both sides. Archers can shoot arrows according to the approximate range, and they can always touch dead mice.

The key is not precise shooting, but shooting the arrows in your hand in a short period of time.

It's the rate of fire.

"Swoosh!!!" The archer of Wu Nianjun shot three arrows in a row, but when he reached the fourth one, he was not so lucky. He was shot in the neck as soon as he emerged and fell to the ground.

The companion glanced at him without hesitation, dragged his body back, took out the remaining arrows from the arrow bag on his body, and then bent his bow and shot the arrow.

The siege is the most heroic.

Only the strong can defeat the strong.
Chapter completed!