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Volume 1: Yanyun Chaos Volume 2: Bianliang Mistake Chapter 224: Meng Nuan (2)

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    The arrow was long and the bow was powerful, and in an instant countless cold lights swept across the icy sky and disappeared into the dark waves of people under the fort.  The thousands of people who were driven here by the Jurchen army and horses, not to mention wearing armor, all the thicker clothes on their bodies were taken off by the Jurchens to keep their own horses warm.  The arrows used by the Yingzhou garrison were either military artifacts of the Song Dynasty transferred from Shenwu's Ever-victorious Army, or they were war preparation reserves that Xiao Yan summoned scattered Liao craftsmen in Tanzhou to build privately.  Whether they are arrow clusters or crossbow bolts, they are all high-quality iron arrowheads. Armor-piercing shovels with beryllium barbs are specially made for bloodletting and are available in various shapes.  It fell on the people near Yingzhou, like a knife cutting through cheese, it pierced deeply when it touched.  Some crossbow machines are even too powerful, and the crossbow arrows have no tail feathers. They go in from the front and out from the back, and can make two bloody holes in a person's body at once!  The wave of people that was slowly moving forward suddenly turned into pieces.  The screams became earth-shattering after the people arrived.  The crowd suddenly became commotion, those who reacted quickly retreated immediately, and those who couldn't escape got behind the dozens of cars pushing towards them.  At this time, the defenders on the fort hit the crossbows with sledgehammers. The thick crossbow bolts shot out and landed on the row of cars. They immediately destroyed two of them. The sawdust scattered everywhere and penetrated deeply into the flesh. The soldiers hiding behind the row of cars were shot.  The people screamed heart-piercingly again.  Some people were desperate to die, so they rolled on the snow to fight for their lives. Blood spurted out, dyeing the snow into various strange red patterns.  The formation is too dense, and the confidants Meng Nuan still chooses to stay with are all veterans who have experienced battles for a long time. Every arrow fired will never miss.  The wave of people rushing at the front, as long as it was not blocked by the row of cars, was almost wiped out by this rain of arrows!  There were screams from the front, and suddenly there were screams from behind the team.  But there were a few people who turned around and ran away. The Jurchen troops in the escort also opened their bows and fired with their aim still above the defenders. During the galloping shooting, every arrow hit the face or the heart.  The weight and shape of the arrowheads used by the Jurchens were thicker and longer than those used by the Song and Liao armies.  The power of the bow was so strong that those who were not wearing armor were almost killed immediately. With the same hail of arrows, the twenty or thirty people who turned around and fled back were wiped out almost instantly!  The escorting Jurchen knights had finished firing their arrows, and they were still shouting in Jurchen language.  Although the words are unclear, the fierce meaning of retreating and dying is very clear!  Among the team, someone who had been the leader in Wubi Fort shouted sadly to everyone: "There are many Jurchens, but there are few Liao soldiers in the fort in front. We can't survive if we retreat. There is no doubt about whether we can advance or not. We risk death."  Just rush in! Huddle behind the row of cars and get the ladder up first! If you take it down, the Jurchen master can only save your life if you don't go in.  You have to die here!" When the people in the chaos heard someone calling, they felt like they had grasped a life-saving straw.  They got into the queue of cars one after another.  At this time, arrows were still falling like rain from the city head, and people were shot down from time to time.  With the sound of a sledgehammer hitting the teeth of the crossbow machine, two more huge crossbow arrows shot through the air. One missed and penetrated two civilians and nailed them to the ground, while the other landed on a row of cars.  This row of cars was stronger, and it vibrated violently for a while. It actually didn't fall apart. It just tilted to one side, exposing the people behind it.  Suddenly there was another hail of arrows, splashing with blood, and countless more people were shot down.  The voice greeting everyone spoke loudly again: "Hold down the row of cars! Tie it down firmly! Follow the ladder behind the row of cars, and push the mother-in-law forward! Let's all live our lives!" The crowd gathered behind the row of cars immediately responded.  While holding the line of cars steady, they continued to push forward with difficulty.  Many people also took off their rags and tied them on wood. Although they were not of much use, they were strong enough.  At this time, the arrows from the B-shaped fort finally shot over from the side, assisting the front of the A-shaped fort.  The row of cars could not protect both sides, and from time to time someone fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow.  The row of cars was pushed all the way, and there were bloodstains all the way.  The arrows, crossbows, and crossbows on the A-shaped fort have never been broken, and migratory locusts are also falling down.  But under the command of that voice, the people who were not allowed to retreat had to push the row of cars forward, and the long ladder followed closely behind.  Several bed crossbows fired at them, and only one platoon of cars was destroyed.  This actually aroused more will to survive in these people who were struggling to survive, and they surged forward faster.  On the A-shaped fort, Meng Nuan pressed his sword and looked at the scene below. He smiled at the guard who was shooting with his bow and said: "It seems to be the loud voice of Manchuan fort? This man is a tough fighter, and he will never leave the land."  Joining the group, I didn't expect to be captured by the Jurchens. In such a situation, you can still give orders and give orders. What a talent!" Then he waved his hand and ordered: "If the bow is slow, don't use the crossbow. This thing consumes manpower.  Too much, prepare oil fire gold juice ash bottle! "~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ On the hill in the distance, Yin Shu? and Wanyan Xiyin also watched everything that happened in front of the Jiazi Fort.  After watching for a while, Wanyan Xiyin laughed loudly: "Yin Shuke, you chose the internal agent well! You used the time well!" Yin Shuke snorted and did not answer Wanyan Xiyin.  As generals, when they reach this stage, their determination is almost as strong as iron before the battle, and there are few things that can make them depressed and angry.  Anyway, those who died were captured alive, and it was nothing more than finding out that the road to destroying the city was unworkable.  He glanced at the battlefield intently, and suddenly said: "There are still talents among these students, and they can be dispatched and commanded in this situation. If you don't die, change your clothes and armor, issue weapons, and serve us Jurchens.  "Come on!" In front of the A-shaped fort, the Shengguo detachment gathered behind the remaining vehicles, carefully guarding the long ladder, and slowly moved forward.  Under the rain of arrows splashed from the front and the clusters of arrows fired from the side of the Y-shaped fort, people kept falling into the snow.  But there are always people shouting to greet and care for them, telling these numb students how to behave.  These thousands of people, actually enduring casualties like this, are slowly approaching the A-shaped fort.  The A-shaped fort is a small fort far away. The ditch dug is not particularly wide and deep, and the deer village is only two-story.  As the people entered, they built deer villages with their bare hands. In the winter, these deer villages were firmly planted on the frozen soil.  But the people who were eager to survive risked their lives to shake it and pull it up, and it could be slightly covered in their hands.  After opening a passage between the two levels of the deer village, another two to three hundred corpses were left behind. There were still a hundred or so people who were still alive after being hit by arrows, and they were rolling around trying to survive.  Seeing this step, the people's eyes were red, and only the Jiazi Fort existed in front of them.  It seems that before rushing to this fortress, everyone can survive today's disaster!  The timber from the Luzhai was pulled out and thrown into the trench, and several platoon cars were also pushed in.  Many people who were already carrying earth bags also threw them in at this time.  Several more passages were filled in the trenches with human lives.  On both sides of the passage where these bags of earth and wood were stacked, there were so many corpses that they almost equaled them.  But the red-eyed people just pushed the row of cars past the pile of corpses!  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  There is no other reason than that he is afraid of being killed.  Already completely numb, driven by it like a dog or a sheep, unable to think of anything else.  "Such things can be seen everywhere in history books. Every time the people are driven to attack the city, it is a brutal killing. Anyone who is driven into the battle formation will not survive.  And after these unarmed and ragged people suffered numerous casualties in front of the A-shaped Fortress, they were finally forced into the front of the A-shaped Fortress!  On the B-shaped fort, the leading general looked at the tragic scene in front of him and was a little distracted. He just murmured to himself: "How can these Tatars be allowed to go south? How can they be allowed to go south?" And Yin Shuke and Wanyan Xiyin  From then on, the Jurchen army officers and soldiers all turned a blind eye.  Since the Jurchens raised their armies, such cruel scenes have become commonplace.  This nation is at the peak of its cruelty and tyranny. In real history, the killings on Chinese soil for more than ten years after the Jingkang Year are most vividly displayed!  At this time, Yin Shu still felt a little regretful. If he had known that these students had such talents, he should have organized them into a team. Naturally, they would not be given armor. Instead, they would be given some weapons and the attacking tools should be made stronger.  Some, maybe even a surprise.  Although they have struggled to reach the fort, how can the defenders only have bows and arrows?  But now that we have these thousands of people as cover, we can put in troops to make a tentative attack to see if there are any cheap options.  Seeing an opportunity to take advantage of, Yin Keshu decisively ordered: "The whole team presses forward to force these survivors. Nahai's Mou Ke goes up and shoots upward with his bow and arrow! Hu Lu's Mou Ke is heavily armored, see if he can win  Go up to the city! If you think it won't work, retreat quickly. No more damage will be done!" The two Jurchen generals behind him immediately responded to the order and galloped out.  Each went to mobilize his subordinates.  After two horn blasts, the entire Chinese army slowly pressed forward.  Seeing the movement of the brigade, the Jurchen Qingqi who were patrolling in front all raised their weapons and cheered loudly, which shook the snowy field!  Wanyan Xiyin listened to Yin Shuke¡¯s order, but looked sideways at Yin Shuke, but said nothing.  Yin Shuke sneered: "Just try this one with the surname Meng!" On the A-shaped fort, Meng Nuan heard the sound of the horn. Looking into the distance, he saw a torrent of steel composed of Jurchen armored cavalry under two black flags.  Slowly pressed over.  And more Jurchen soldiers and horses quickly passed forward from the two wings, threatening to join the killing field in front of them.  A group of Jurchen knights have already rushed towards the Y-shaped fort. Some took off their riding shields to protect themselves, while others galloped to shoot.  Containing the side-firing arrows and crossbow bolts of the Y-shaped fort.  These Jurchen knights advanced and retreated suddenly, coming and going like flying.  Almost every arrow of the several sharpshooters who were protecting the enemy fell into the crenel, and several people had already fallen onto the B-shaped fort.  Even though the distance is not??, the defenders on the fort are also wearing armor, but if it falls on such a critical point as the front door, it is just a dead end.  The Y-zi Fort was restrained by this team of Jurchen troops and had to send out some shooters to deal with them.  The intensity of support in front of the Jiazi Fort was suddenly reduced.  The people who rushed to the city seemed to have figured out a way out, and their movements actually moved faster.  A team of Jurchen warriors who rushed to join the battlefield and approached the front of the A-shaped fort also shot at high speed, suppressing and harassing the defenders at the top of the city.  The other team turned over and dismounted. Everyone was wearing double-layered heavy armor, with a long shield in one hand, and a one-handed heavy weapon such as a copper hammer or iron mace in the other hand.  Many shooters on the A-shaped fort fired arrows at them, but none of them could penetrate the shield array.  The A-shaped fort was small, and there were no heavy weapons such as stone cannons, so someone threw a bow and arrow to pull the crossbow.  But Meng Nuan shouted loudly: "Let them come closer! See if they can chew down the A-shaped fort! Are the ash bottles of oil, fire, gold and juice ready?" A guard loudly replied: "Already ready!" Meng Nuan laughed evilly.  : "Wait for my order!" In these few words, the people below the city had already crossed the ditch. Suddenly they shouted, rushed out from behind the row of cars, carried long ladders and rushed towards the bottom of the fort.  Arrows rained down, causing death and injury. The people's mouths and eyes were red, and they pushed the long ladders against the wall of the village regardless of shouting.  Immediately, the most courageous people came up the ladder with wooden sticks!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~ On top of Yingzhou City Fortress, Guo Rong kept holding on to the crenel and staring at the progress of the battle in front of the A-shaped Fort.  In the city below her, a select group of about two hundred people has been assembled and is waiting at the city gate.  Everyone wears armor and rides horses, and they are the most elite in the city.  This selected forward is ready to support the outer fort at any time and launch a counterattack.  The general who led the vanguard selection was not far from Guo Rong, looking at Guo Rong from time to time.  Although the external war was not a big scene, it was far more cruel than the normal offensive and defensive battles around the city.  If both sides are formal armies with formations, equipment, and orders, how can there be any reason for six or seven hundred people to be killed or wounded in a single siege before even approaching a small outlying fort?  Normal generals would not risk their lives easily.  How can we let the Jurchen Tatars, who are killing endless thieves, let them go south?  Otherwise, this Great Song Dynasty will all turn into a wasteland!  Guo Rong suddenly turned around and didn't look for Tang Huai.  Not only did Tang Huai talk little, he was also not a decisive person.  If you tell him to do something, he can do it with ease, without anyone having to worry about it.  But when the opportunity came to make a decision, the staff praised the painting, which made it difficult for Tang Shiro.  Guo Rong looked directly at Ni Jie: "The Jurchen Tatars are moving, do you want to attack the city to support them?" Ni Jie hesitated for a moment and shook his head slowly.  Guo Rong asked again: "Why don't you move?" Ni Jie said quickly: "This man surnamed Meng has not killed a Jurchen Tatar! I really can't see through this person. If he is deceiving us, this is an elite group."  They came out to help and fought against the Jurchen Tatars, but what should they do?" Guo Rong stamped her feet heavily, but said nothing more.  Her head was already extremely heavy, and Meng Nuan alone caused countless variables in this war, making it difficult to make a decision.  God knows how that bad guy struggled out of every crack in the wars he experienced!  What is this bad guy doing?  Don¡¯t you know that you are struggling to support yourself now?  Is it possible to live happily in Bianliang?  Mixing King Eight Eggs!  On the A-shaped fort, Meng Nuan seemed not to have seen the dozens of long ladders leaning against the fort wall. She leisurely glanced back at the Yingzhou fortress behind her: "Are you waiting for me to kill a few Jurchens? But I also want female soldiers."  Only if the real person is willing to come up" He suddenly raised his head and loudly ordered: "Let go! Let's see if the silver art can bite my surname Meng!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature,  The novel is better and updated faster!)
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