Chapter 69 Zhongshan Wolf 7

Whether it was Zhao people or Zhongshan people, they didn't expect that on the first day of the siege battle, the master would forcibly attack the city with such a bound posture. He did not test at all without a prelude, but directly pressed the main force and attacked Lingshou with the momentum of thunder.

Above the city wall, countless Zhao soldiers and ants attached to it and climbed up the top of the city with arrows and stones along the ladder of the city. The tough soldier simply put on his upper body, took off his armor and only wore a short coat, with a short knife in his mouth, and struggled to climb up with his hands. People kept screaming and falling down, but the successors were not afraid at all.

Up and down the city, flesh and blood fly, and arrows are like feathers and locusts.

Under the sharp arrow rain of the Zhao army, the Zhongshan soldiers at the head of the city kept screaming and falling under the city, which also provided an excellent opportunity for the Zhao army who was kicking the city. Finally, the tough Zhao army was able to jump to the head of the city and fight with the Zhongshan soldiers to become a regiment.

Although Zhao Jun has few people, they are all carefully selected brave warriors. They are extremely brave, one by one. Although the Zhongshan army is far ahead in terms of the number of people, after all, most of them are cantoned by the army, but they are repeatedly retreated by these Zhao soldiers, which makes Zhao troops stand at the head of the city, and the reinforcements are constantly reinforced from the ladder. The situation is critical for Zhongshan people.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Jun was about to win, the mutation suddenly occurred.

At the gate, hundreds of Zhao soldiers pushed the siege car, shouted slogans in unison, and pushed the car into the gate fiercely. The huge bronze gate trembled slightly under the impact of the rushing car, making a dull "squeak" sound, but it never loosened.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the heavy bronze gate, which slowly opened. Zhao Jun, who was hitting, couldn't help stopping his movements and could hardly believe his eyes. Immediately burst into a burst of cheers, pulled out his swords one after another, shouted and rushed to the city, trying to take the first attack on the city.

At the end of the gate, Zhao Jun, who rushed into the city, stopped and stared at the front with a stunned face.

Dozens of meters away, a full 3,000 armored infantry lined up in dense formations, blocking the city gates with air, which was suffocating.

Under the strict helmet, the eyes were all coldly looking at Zhao Jun. Every iron-clad warrior is seven feet tall and extremely strong. A heavy iron armor wraps his whole body tightly. In addition, the huge iron rod in his hand actually appears in the world like a demon god.

This is the famous heavy armored infantry in Zhongshan. He is a strong man strictly selected from the Chinese people. He wears heavy iron armor all over his body, can prevent arrow feathers, and is not afraid of swords. When he encounters enemies, he uses a big iron rod as a weapon to rampage. All the blows are broken, and the thrusts are all sinking, so it is called "falling the camp".

And the general in front of the array is Wu Qiujiu, a brave general who is the champion of the three armies.

Wuqiu Jiu's face was like iron, and the big stick in his hand slowly flattened, and he spit it out; "Kill!"

Almost in an instant, the roar of thunder sounded, and this terrible torrent of iron armor began to move slowly. The soldiers gasped, took heavy steps, and kept accelerating. The huge iron rod in their hands were held tightly in their hands, and they roared and rushed to the Zhao soldiers who were already stunned.

There was no suspense. The hundred Zhao soldiers who rushed into the gate were instantly run into mud by this torrent. Outside the gate, hundreds of Zhao soldiers waiting to enter the city with an excited face and bumped into the Zhongshan army. Suddenly, they might as well be hit by the iron staff waved in Hercules's hand, and their brains burst into pieces and almost never survived.

This is the advantage of heavy infantry. The whole body is wrapped in heavy armor, the arrows are invulnerable, and the knives and guns are invulnerable. When the light soldier fights against it, there is almost no way to hurt these armored monsters. Similarly, compared with its strong combat effectiveness, the cost of its creation is also amazing. If you can become a member of the trapped camp, you must be seven feet tall, burly and powerful, and the manufacturing cost of a heavy armor is also frighteningly high. Therefore, although the trapped camp is elite, it can only build 3,000 yuan with the strength of Zhongshan and a country.

It was these three thousand trapped camps that instantly reversed the situation of the dominant Zhao army.

Most of Zhao Jun's soldiers are light infantry. They only wear a thin layer of armor to protect the key point. As an elite cavalry, they simply wear leather armor to reduce the burden. When the Zhao army, which is famous for its mobility, faced the heavy armored infantry, its lack of defense was exposed at a glance.

The soldiers of the Zhao army are not brave. On the contrary, the most lacking thing for this powerful army to fight in the south and the north for many years is courage. The north is cold and bitter, and there are many generous and sad people. The people are fighting fiercely and brave. If there is a little disagreement, they will live with each other. Such an army with a strong martial arts style has never known what fear is. Even if they encounter a powerful enemy, they will not hesitate to draw their swords and move forward.

So when the heavily armored Zhongshan army rushed out of the city gate, the Zhao army did not retreat, but spontaneously blocked forward. But soon, Zhao's soldiers found that the sword in their hands could not cause any damage to the huge steel monsters in front of them. The long knife was cut on the iron armor, and the anti-shock force almost made the long knife get rid of its hand. Then it pierced the long gun fiercely, but it could not enter half of the iron armor. The arrow feathers shot were just "dingling" on the thick iron armor.

And the huge iron rod in the hands of the Hercules, who could not reach the swords and arrows, could bring a piece of Zhao Jun's casualties every time he waved. The brain was either cracked or the blood was blurred. Almost none of Zhao Jun's bodies pushed in front of him were intact.

Wuqiu Jiu was even more the first horse. Like a demon god, he went down to the earth crazily into the most dense crowd of the Zhao army, and rolled up a bloody storm. His eyes were red, and his mouth roared like a beast, constantly rushing forward. Zhao Jun in front of him had almost no opponents, all of whom were deterred by his bravery. The huge iron rod as thick as his arm was impermeable under his wave, and the wind and rain rolled up within a foot of his side. Whether it was a soldier or a war horse, he was killed on the spot.

A few feet away, a lieutenant of the Zhao army was anxiously giving orders one after another, trying to gather his subordinates to be scattered by the Zhongshan army. Soon, the captain attracted the attention of Wu Qiu Jiu, waved an iron rod to kill him bravely, and gradually moved closer.

When he realized that my Qiu Jiu's target was himself, the captain hurriedly fell off his horse and wanted to step back. When Wu Qiu Jiu saw that he was about to run, he roared and threw out the iron rod in his hand. The huge iron rod hit the captain's chest like a javelin. The captain screamed and fell down from his horse. There was a large depression in his chest and armor, and blood had overflowed between his mouth and nose. He lay motionless on the ground and saw that he could not live.

Wuqiu Jiu, who was on the rise of killing, did not retreat because he had no weapons at all. Instead, he grabbed the chariot not far away, roared and raised the huge chariot. Zhao Jun, who ran wildly, smashed a huge well in the distance, and dozens of them were on the well. Zhao Jun, who shot an arrow, couldn't avoid it. He screamed and fell from the sky, and immediately fell into mud. Wuqiu Jiu immediately grabbed the body of Zhao Jun on the ground and waved it again, using it as a weapon to keep hitting Zhao Jun. It's really a car and a person.

Seeing that the main general was killed, the enemy was so powerful and brave that the little morale of the Zhao army had almost collapsed under the blow of the camp and kept retreating.

Finally, the golden sound of retreating from the army came from the Chinese army's tent. A large number of soldiers broke away from the phalanx, abandoned the heavy wells and ladders, and retreated like a tide. The Zhao soldiers who were fighting at the head of the city either jumped off the ladder to retreat, or were entangled by the Zhongshan army, and finally died of exhaustion.

Wuqiu Jiu, who won the great victory, did not take the opportunity to cover the pursuit, but turned around. The whole army was divided into dozens of teams, waving an iron wand to destroy all the wells and ladders left by Zhao Jun under the city. Only then did he return to the city with satisfaction.