Chapter 162 Night Attack on the Zhen Rong Army 1

General Jinjia did not take off at night, and the army fought in the middle of the night

Thousands of arrows and thousands of knives were killed overnight, and Pingming bled and soaked the empty city

It is night, and the darkness comes as promised. The sky is covered with a ghostly mask. The cold air is pervasive. In the silent mountain forest, the tide rises and falls, invades the armor, penetrates into the skin, and penetrates into the bone marrow, which makes people shudder.

"It's so cold. How long will this last?" Someone complained. His voice was so low that he could hardly hear it. It seemed to come from his heart.

A moment later, this complaint spread all over the mountain like a warm epidemic, setting off layers of waves and echoing in every corner of the mountain. It was not until the arrival of that moment that the waves rushed out of the embankment and turned into a huge wave rolling forward.

When the time came, the horn sounded in the mountain, high and desolate.

The birds and beasts woke up. They peeked around and found a black army in the woods, rushing down the mountain with dead branches and leaves.

The sky is wide, and the moon is as cold as a shuttle.

The silence was broken, the mountains became restless, and infinite murderous spirits rose in the deep forest sea. The vegetation were shocked in the killing atmosphere. When the earth stopped trembling, a ghost army appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Their eyes were extremely cold, their bodies exuded aura of murder, and their knives and guns were extremely sharp. Tens of thousands of troops gasped in the night, waiting, enduring, motionless, as if waiting for someone's order.

On the hillside, several figures appeared, tall and burly. Those were Yuan Hao and his generals.

"It's time" Yuan Hao waved his hand, and the sister beside him quickly ordered "attack"

The sound of the horn echoed at the foot of the mountain. Tens of thousands of troops raised knives and guns at the same time and shouted fiercely, shouting like a tsunami, raising the morale of the whole army to the highest point.

This is their last cry before the battle. Roar to your heart's content.

At the same time, the army was ten miles away.

The gate is closed, the suspension bridge is high, and the torches on the wall are bright, which makes the moat as bright as day. The night is too deep. The soldiers defending the city are trapped to the extreme, and they can fall asleep even if they are standing.

In the city, the three teams of patrol soldiers are still doing their duty. They want to maintain the dignity of the Zhenrong Army. They want to continue the glory of the Zhenrong Army. They can't let the Zhenrong Army be looked down upon. At night, it is a good time for them to find themselves again.

The pace is sonorous, the armor is bright, and the army is strict. These are the patrol soldiers of the Zhenrong Army. They have been around the city for three weeks and are preparing to go back to the camp to rest and change their defense with another team. The musket team at the top of the city should also change its defense. It has just been notified.

Xu Sichun, the governor of the Zhenrong Army, walked out of the camp in armor, pressed the long sword at his waist and called for his own soldiers. He said to his face, "All cheer up, go, and go to the city with me."

Halfway through the time, Xu Sichun came to the city tower and looked around. The night was still so quiet and dark. No one could be seen in the land of one arrow. He took a wooden arrow from his own soldier's hand. The arrow was wrapped around the thing of fire. After the torch was lit, Zhang Gong took an arrow and shot into the night sky.

The sharp arrow flew out of the air and drew a perfect arc. The fire splashed and tore a wound in the night. The dazzling light flashed by, and after falling to the ground, it continued to burn limited life.

"Your excellency, there is no one here," said the soldier.

"Hmm, I see. Go to the west and put another arrow"

After leaving the North Gate, Xu Sichun came to the west wall with his own soldiers. He still bowed and arrows. After the arrows flew out not far, a fire suddenly burst out, and then the light was shining everywhere. Before falling to the ground, it was extinguished.

"Damn it, who made this arrow? How can it be so unbearable?" Xu Sichun scolded.

The soldiers around him suddenly said, "Your Excellency, that arrow is the same as the one used in Beicheng."

"Bullshit, how did it disappear after half of the flight, come again if you can't"

Xu Sichun put his hand into the arrow pot and touched another branch. He quickly wrapped the fire oil rope with his hands and feet. After burning it, he flashed to the side. Xu Sichun opened his bow with his spirit, glanced around, and then suddenly turned to the left, loosened his fingers, and shot the arrows in the wind.

Mars shot, lighting up the night sky.

"Damn, this arrow is right." Xu Sichun looked back at his own soldier and grinned, but when he saw the surprised expression of his own soldier, his smile stiffened. He quickly turned around and looked down the city and saw that countless figures were approaching the place of an arrow in the night.

"Damn, beat the drum and the gold, the enemy has stolen the city"

Xu Sichun shouted at the top of his voice. The soldiers around him woke up like a dream. Mom, he rushed to the Drum Tower. After beating the drums and beating gold, he woke up all the generals of the Zhenrong Army.

At this time, the army outside the city had approached the moat. Under the cover of hundreds of heavy shields, thousands of strong men began to fill the river. Arrows flew wildly over the city, and the gunshots were loud. Guo Kui had already woken up and jumped off the wooden bed.

Put on cowhide armor, grab the continuous fire gun placed on the pillow, rush out of the city tower bedroom, and run to the fierce west wall.

After seeing the chaotic situation on the wall, he grabbed a musketeer who was firing randomly and asked, "What's the matter? Where is the enemy?"

The musketeer trembled nervously and pointed to the earthy place on the edge of the moat. "Captain, it's the Xixia Army. They are filling the river."

Guo Kui fixed his eyes and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He said that there were so many people filling the river. If he was rushed to the town under the city, the army would be in danger!

So he immediately ordered that "the left army of the muskets marched into the city and lined up to shoot in unison"

Under a command, 250 people from the left army of the musket team quickly left the camp under the city and began to make a whole team under the leadership of a centurion. After arranging the formation, they heard Guo Kui shout, "loading... aim at the shield by the river, listen to the official's order, and fire"

Guo Kui's voice was very loud. With his firing order, the two hundred and fifty people really heard it. After the first row shot, he turned around and retreated to the back row, and the second row followed him for the second round of volley.

The musket is very powerful. Under the two rounds of volley, people fell on the edge of the moat in the west of the city. Whether it was holding a shield or filling the river, there were wailing one after another.

After seeing the musket team show his power, Xu Sichun immediately remembered his side. Seeing that the archers around him had no rules and arrows at all, and they could not form a pressure. He quickly called his own soldiers to reorganize the team and listened to his order to shoot with rockets.

This time, Xu Sichun showed his face. Several rockets were fired, and the situation on the other side of the moat was a little clear.

There were people everywhere in the darkness in the distance, as if he was busy with something, but before he could see that all the rockets had fallen to the ground, and the fire was fleeting. Now his main task is to kill and injure the enemy approaching the moat. Anyway, burn them on his eyebrows first. The fire is extinguished.

Thinking of this, Xu Sichun quickly ordered the next round of volley shooting. In this round, he would use dark arrows. Since the enemy wanted to reduce casualties in the dark, they could not tie their hands and feet. They only heard Xu Sichun shout, "Aim at the moat, after the shield array, stabilize and release the arrows"

Another hundreds of sharp arrows flew out of the air. This time, the blind cat hit the dead mouse, which was touched by Xu Sichun. After the flying arrow, it was estimated that more than a hundred people were injured by a scream in the city. The archers of the Zhenrong army at the head of the city were encouraged to shoot again.