Chapter 20 Snow in June

As soon as the red sun came out of the horizon, there was a shocking horn outside the city, and the iron hooves kept shaking in the distance like thunder.

At the same time, the ancient city of Dragon Wing, once known as "Suffing the south of the Yangtze River", also began to beat the rhythmic and powerful dragon war drums.

In the sound of the drums of "Dong Dong", all the generals and soldiers have long been neatly dressed, and the generals are divided into regions and lead their subordinate teams in a good formation below the city.

With the sound of "inspection equipment" shouting one after another, there was the sound of neat and orderly "wow, wow" armor turning and the sound of "brushing" steel knives coming out of the sheath.

This dull and neat sound is as magnificent as the galloping waves on the sea.

All kinds of inspections have been completed. The soldiers who sang the Yanlong military song rushed up to the tower and replaced the brothers on duty who had been on the night shift all night, standing on the top of the city.

There are also many government servants and young heroes under the city, who keep carrying stone arrows and other military materials to the city.

The city tower is in the middle.

Zhan Kuanglan, Xiao Changfeng, Chu Nantian, Su Yong and other generals are all concentrated here, and many of them still have red eyes.

At present, mental tension and insomnia are also normal. Su Yong's spirit is quite good, which can be seen from his starry eyes.

He practiced the knife all afternoon, and he was also tired. After dinner, I went back to the camp and fell asleep. Unexpectedly, I woke up naturally.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes and saw the dust in the Yanmeng camp in the distance, and the dark Yanmeng soldiers swept in like the Qiantang tide.

Countless white wolf flags flying in the wind on the black tide. With the sound of iron hoof kicking, the hiss of the long knife dragging on the ground, and the loud roar of countless generals, the indescribable momentum was overwhelming.

"There are a hundred thousand people, and the enemy is pouring out." Zhan Kuanglan looked serious.

"Go on the order, guard the place, and die in the battle!"

A group of generals behind him answered their hands and rushed to their posts. Only Su Yong, Xiao Changfeng, Chu Nantian and several messengers were left beside him.

Zhan Kuanglan stared at Su Yong with a pair of tiger eyes: "Are you ready?"

Su Yongyi arched his hand: "Last night, a team went out of the city to check, and everything has been arranged."

Zhan Kuanglan's face was straight and he shouted, "Okay, you made the idea. You will host it here!"

Ah! Su Yong was shocked. Is this defensive war hosted by himself? I heard it wrong, did I?

Xiao Changfeng next to him hurriedly came over and hugged his fist and said, "War leader, although Su Dutou is full of wisdom, he is still young and inexperienced. It's up to you to fight like this..."

As a famous general who came to help, Xiao Changfeng also had to give him some face. At that moment, he replied faintly, "Young people have to go through these things. Give him a chance to practice!"

Xiao Changfeng said urgently, "But..."

"General Xiao doesn't need to worry too much. If there is any mistake, it will be borne by Zhan Yi!"

Zhan Kuanglan turned his head and swept Su Yong: "Let go and do it. Don't let everyone down!"

Su Yong was surprised and happy. He hurriedly hugged his fist and answered, "Take the order!"

He was moved to support himself.

He walked to the edge of the city, and several messengers immediately followed.

Seeing that the Yanmeng cavalry had stopped at three miles, and rows of black leather shield infantry had been lined up. Countless siege ladders and catapults also began to push out slowly, and he raised his right hand high.

"The archer is ready!"

Several messengers waved their flags, and the defenders on the wall, whether it was the Dragon Wing Army, the Black Whirlwind or the Silver Dragon Army, all took off their long bows. The soldiers in charge of logistics immediately dragged a bundle of arrows from the rear to their side.

Three miles--two miles--one miles...

Gradually, even the fangs in the blood of the wolf's head on the flag of the infantry team could be seen clearly.

Su Yong clenched his right fist, and his palm was full of sweat.

He looked back at Zhan Kuanglan and others and found that they were like three stone statues, without saying a word, and there was no expression in their eyes.

They didn't look at themselves, but at the enemy under the city.

500 meters--300 meters...

The messenger couldn't help peeping at each other. Why didn't he order the arrow?

Such a distance, shot from high to bottom, is already within the effective range.

Su Yong's mouth was tightly closed, and his lower lip had been bitten white by his teeth.

He has even seen the facial features of the brown leather infantry and the red eyes floating on the black leather shield. He raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance. There was still a row of soldiers in the back row of the infantry, some of which had not yet entered the effective range.

A little farther away, there is an unusually obvious white line, which is exactly the Yanmeng Magnolia Army I saw yesterday.

He saw the woman in a white robe looking up at this side under a big flag.

You can't beat me so far away. Su Yong was relieved and withdrew his eyes.

Seeing that the back row of about 30,000 siege infantry finally entered the effective range, and the front was less than 100 meters away from the city wall, and the cannon fodder forwards of Yanmeng also began to push the ladder and catapults to rush down the city crazily.

At this moment, his right hand finally waved hard!

"No target scattering, release!"

Seeing that the banner on the tower finally waved, countless generals couldn't help shouting.

Countless white feathers rotate and fall from the sky, like dandelions flying in the wind. The difference is that these are not lives looking for a way out.

The roaring wind and the rotating black triangle arrow are the death killers that plunder life.

Arrows are like flying locusts.

Dozens of miles in front of the city tower, it was like snowflakes falling all over the sky in an instant.

Snow in June.

The snowflakes all over the sky flew down, but there was a sound. There were countless "capture..." sounds from the city.

On the flag, on the ladder, on the wooden pole of the catapult, most of them are the brown leather armor and leather shields that wrap around the body, and a thin layer of snow fell in a blink of an eye.

As the snowflakes kept falling, a large plum blossom began to bloom on the brown leather armor.

With a sad scream, the snowflakes are getting thicker and thicker, and the plum blossoms are blooming more and more brilliantly.

This paragraph is a targetless arrow. The soldiers only tried their best to shoot the arrows in their hands, not far or near.

Because there is no need to consider it. The black under the city holding a black umbrella-like leather shield is the dense Yanmeng army.

The densely propped-up black umbrella does not block the denser snowflakes. Countless white arrows drilled through the cracks of the leather shield and inserted flesh and blood.

There are also many Yanmeng people nearby. The leather shield in their hands can't stop the roaring arrows at all, and they are directly worn together by the shield.

But Yan Mengren was not afraid of death, ignoring the fallen teammates beside him, ignoring the arrows inserted in the hands of the shield, and still shouting, stepping on the body of the teammates in front of him and rushing forward.

The fierce blood was even a little shocked by the soldiers in the city.

"Prepare... Target: Right below, close arrow!"

Su Yong raised and waved his hand again.

The snowflakes all over the sky have turned into partial snow.

The roaring arrows are more fierce, faster and more accurate.

Countless wild geese who have just rushed to the wall, and the leather armor on the leather shield in their hands seems to have become useless decorations. The sharp arrows that rotate straight down at high speed are like invincible big nails, constantly falling into their skin and flesh skeletons.

Compared with the teammates who died before, they are happy.

Before they could experience pain, they had been nailed to the ground and could not die.

The land under the city has turned red.

......

The arrows gradually became sparse, and the last group of soldiers who pulled the bow began to pull the bow string again, and their hands were full of blood.

Su Yong finally raised his left hand.

At this time, the siege of the Yanmeng army was officially launched.

Countless Yanmeng infantry for the rest of his life after the disaster, plus the subsequent 20,000 reinforcements, rushed over with the momentum of thunder, throwing away the leather shield in his hand and waving a steel knife!

The shield approached before, which was just a prelude.

The Yanmeng people picked up the ladder on the ground, pushed the bulky catapult, and rushed down the city, several times faster than before.

If it was Jiang Chao before, this time it is a tsunami.

Kkakaka...

Countless ladders were built on the wall, and the Yanmeng warriors climbed up like ants.

When Su Yong raised his left hand, the logistics sergeant had moved the jars of firewood to the city shackle.

Countless soldiers poured kerosene spirits on the firewood, and their eyes flashed with excitement.

The fastest climbing Yanmeng soldier was hit in the head by an altar knocked down by Su Yong, and fell down in the strange scream.

The kerosene poured from the smashed jar filled the whole ladder.

Just when the Yanmeng warrior below smelled the strange smell of kerosene, Su Yong threw down the first torch!

With a shout, the high ladder turned into a huge flaming centipede. In the miserable voice of dozens of wild goose men, their beards and hair were burned clean and fell to the ground, which had become a pile of roast meat.