The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 197 Chapter 194: Attack and Defense of Yanshui City (Two in One)

Tianquan County,
Smoky water city.

Because they were marching here in a hurry, speed was a must. This time the beggars were unable to take the victims with them, as all those who came here were elite troops.

Therefore, only elite troops were sent to attack the city this time.

The drums roared, the blood boiled, and after three rounds of drumming, half an hour had passed.

The front army had also made preparations. At a glance, there was a sea of ​​heads everywhere.

Some of them carried large shields, some held ladders, some carried sandbags, and some held weapons and shouted loudly.

On the battlefield, unless one is truly extremely powerful, most people's survival depends on luck.

Therefore, even the so-called brave warriors who have experienced many battles will feel the same fear when the ants attack the city.

Of course, they live up to the reputation of being an elite team. Although they seem disorganized, they actually have a tacit understanding. Ten people form a group, three groups form a team, and everyone in the team has a clear division of labor.

If there is an attack, there are clear regulations on what each person should do and what they should do.

Of course, there are also many martial artists among them.

Some of these people were wearing triple armor, leaving only their two eyes exposed, which were bloodshot and crazy.

They ran like war horses at an extremely fast speed, and because they were too excited, they often broke away from the team and blocked the front.

This is considered as disobeying orders, but their bravery can actually boost morale.

Some of them just casually put on a piece of leather armor, holding a variety of weapons, each with their own strengths, but they all carried a grappling hook more than ten meters long, which they could throw out at any time.

As long as they could hook onto the city wall and have a little leverage, they could climb up quickly.

These people are all agile and nimble, moving like fish in the crowd, showing their extraordinary attainments in lightness skills.

The last group of people had fanatical expressions and looked extremely excited. When they looked in the direction of Yanshui City, it was as if they saw the Red Lotus Heaven where they would enter after death.

When the drumbeats ended, shouts of killing filled the sky, the earth shook, and countless beggar soldiers rushed out.

They rushed towards the Yanshui City like crazy, with nothing else in their eyes.

On the mound.

The Weeping King Ran Yongzeng looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile.

It’s hard to survive in this crappy world, but as long as he has these brothers, he can maintain his current position.

Unfortunately, he was only halfway through the charge and was a thousand steps away from the wall of Yanshui City. The smile on his face hadn't even faded when it froze completely.

A buzzing sound was heard, like the flapping of wings of countless bees, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that broke through the air, and a rain of arrows fell from the sky.

The flying trajectory was not well controlled, and they fell to the back half of the formation, whooshing into a line, with dozens of people falling to the ground wailing.

The shooting distance and the force of the attack really slowed down the momentum of the Beggars' Army.

Of course, it was only a brief pause before the front army's momentum picked up again, with everyone rushing forward desperately.

It's not just the threat of the rain of arrows, but also because the supervisory team in the rear has already raised their butcher knives.

The military discipline of the Beggars' Army was just that, or it could be said that there was no military discipline at all. The only difference was that during the charge, the butcher knives of the supervisory team were always stained with blood.

However, before they could rush out a hundred steps, the buzzing sound came again, from far away to near.

This time, the Qihuo Army had some experience, and the leader of the front army shouted:
"Defense! Defense!"

As a result, the charging formation immediately began to shrink.

Shields were held high and carried on shoulders, forming a shield array above their heads. Others hid under the shield array, and ladders and the like were dragged on the ground.

They were still moving forward, but at a much slower pace.

The warriors were even more fearless, waving their weapons in an attempt to deflect the arrows.

Their response was certainly correct, and it could even be said to have been tested in actual combat. Unfortunately, they encountered the Tianquan Army from Yanshui City, which had been prepared for a long time.

shhhhhhhh!

Aggression, aggression, aggression!

All you could hear were the sounds of breaking air and colliding, accompanied by the occasional howls, which had become the main theme of the battlefield.

At this time, the charging Beggar Army discovered that the rain of arrows was too dense, like a downpour, with no place to hide or avoid.

What was even more frightening was that in addition to the normal arrows, there were also quite a few armor-piercing arrows. Even a shield wrapped in iron sheets could not completely defend against them.

Whenever their shields were pierced or broken, they would become living targets and be shot through by the rain of arrows.

Even if the shield is strong enough, it is impossible to completely cover so many people underneath. Under such a dense rain of arrows, the exposed areas cannot be intact.

As for those arrogant warriors, they are the most tragic!
After all, there are only a few people who can wield weapons so well that no water can penetrate them; there are even fewer people who can release their true energy and withstand the impact of a rain of arrows.

They had no choice but to move around and run around everywhere, using those beggar soldiers as shields, but this caused even greater chaos.

Only those wearing triple-layer armor were the most indifferent. They just turned around, half-crouched, and allowed the rain of arrows to shoot at them.

They all became little hedgehogs, but there were not many casualties.

However, I don’t know since when, the charge has completely stopped.

They could only stay there like targets, waiting for the rain of arrows to end.

At this time, the city wall was in perfect order.

On the huge open space, crossbows were lined up in a row, with a rectangular box on top. One end was like a honeycomb, and every hole was filled with arrows.

The bowstrings of the bed crossbow are all made of thumb-thick cow tendons. Every time you wind it up, you have to use a special wrench to turn the gears.

As for the crossbowmen, they were all two-meter-tall, muscular men.

They are not ordinary soldiers, but the best among the warriors. Regardless of whether they have cultivated a dominant body or not, what they have practiced before are all martial arts that increase strength.

They shouted slogans and exerted force again and again before they could pull the bowstring into position.

Shooting is simple, just hit the mechanism with a wooden hammer, but aiming is also a technical job.

Another crossbowman is in charge. They have to calibrate the beam, calculate the arc, adjust the position of the crossbow, and finally make the final decision.

They have also undergone long-term training to ensure that there are no obvious gaps in the rain of arrows they shoot out, and they can even shoot back and forth like a Xu Jin barrage.

In the end, tens of thousands of arrows were slanting down, and even the demon disciple wearing triple heavy armor was covered with arrows, like a hedgehog.

Then, the Beggar Army collapsed!

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers left behind more than half of their bodies, no longer caring about anything else, dropping their weapons and fleeing for their lives.

Their collapse was so sudden that the rain of arrows failed to catch up with them and failed to increase the casualties.

However, the supervisory team in the rear raised their butcher knives and killed people desperately. In a short while, they had executed thousands of people.

But it's useless, it has no effect at all!

The soldiers of the Beggar Army who escaped back were unwilling to charge again even if they were killed.

On the city wall, seeing this scene, Hanshui Sect's leader Han Zhigui was a little incredulous and asked, "Are you retreating now?"

General Zheng Simao of Xuanwei asked with a smile: "Didn't you see the corpses all over the ground?"

"From this perspective, the Beggars' Army doesn't seem that great, does it?"

Wei Jinkui glanced at Han Zhigui and said, "It's not that the beggar army is incompetent, but that we are fully prepared.

Crossbows, arrows, and the selection and training of crossbowmen...

Before, I was very reluctant to let you train, but now you can see the results. "

Wei Fangjie placed his hands on the parapet, leaning forward slightly, looking at the battlefield in the distance, and recalled a decision Chu Zhou had made long ago.

In terms of battlefield experience and manpower, Tianquan County is far inferior to the Qihuo Army, but there is a solution. The solution Chu Zhou came up with is a saturation attack.

After such a long period of personnel deployment and training, even with the threat of the beggar army, many people have become tired and started to slack off.

Only at this moment, when the results were shown, did everyone become convinced, even himself.

"Big Brother, he is still Big Brother after all!"

On the other side, under the mound.

A man with seven or eight arrows stuck all over his body was thrown there, his clothes and armor stained red with blood, but he cried even more miserably.

"My Lord, my Lord, it's not that I, Miao Lao San, am afraid of death, nor is it that my brothers are unwilling to try their best. It's just that the Tianquan Army is playing tricks!"

"Their rain of arrows was too dense. We couldn't get through at all. All three layers of armor were shot into a gourd. I, I really, was..."

"My brothers, my brothers are all dead!"

His crying became louder and louder, and he was howling loudly in the end. Ran Yongzeng looked down at him with a grim expression.

But in just a moment, he became cold and indifferent.

"Miao Laosan, you failed in attacking the city and took the lead in escaping. You should be killed!"

"Where is the law enforcement team?"

"exist!"

"Drag him away and behead him!"

Two big men came up and dragged him away without saying a word. They also ignored Miao Laosan's crying and dragged him to the front of the formation, and in full view of everyone, they swung their swords and killed him!

His head rolled several times on the ground, frightening the senior generals of the Beggar Army.

This Miao Lao San was the absolute confidant of the Weeping King, but he was still killed without any hesitation. This is so cruel that it cannot be described.

But he truly doesn't recognize any relatives!
On the slope, the red-haired old man retracted his gaze and said, "Actually, it's not his fault for this battle!"

"I know."

"You knew that, but you still wanted to kill him so easily?" "I have to kill him! We started off badly, and the others are scared out of their wits. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to intimidate the others, so how can I get them to fight for their lives?!"

Zen Master Jinhu asked again: "What are you going to do?"

"The retreating front troops will be used as the death squad, and the left and right armies will each send 10,000 men to attack the city. As for the rain of arrows?

If ordinary people can't stop it, let the masters do it. I don't believe that Tianquan Army dared to send people out of the city to fight in the field?"

At the command, the Beggar Army started moving again. After spending another half an hour preparing, the huge army was ready to attack the city again.

This time, the Beggar Army no longer had any contempt, and all kinds of armor, weapons, shields and ladders were in sufficient supply.

The most eye-catching thing was the demons standing in front, each wearing black armor and with blood-red eyes.

And there were the Red Lotus followers who were in the formation, wearing white robes with blood-red lotus flowers on them, with excited faces.

When the drums sounded, the Qihuo Army launched another charge. People rushed forward like a tide, and each one of them was like a cheetah, gathering all their strength.

The rain of arrows arrived as expected. The number of the first wave was not large, just to confirm the position.

From the second wave onwards, it was like a downpour again. With the experience from the first time, the crossbowmen were more confident this time and reloaded more quickly.

Round after round of arrows fell in an arc, leaving almost no gaps. If blocked by a shield, the death would be extremely miserable.

Of course, the Beggar Army also has a way to deal with it this time.

At least seven or eight innate warriors soared into the sky. Although they could not fly, they were able to stay in the air for a short period of time thanks to their lightness skills.

They would either swing out sword energies, or slash out with knife flashes, or let out earth-shaking roars that made the air ripple like water, or show all kinds of phantoms that shook off the arrows in the sky.

Looking from afar, it feels like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Of course, innate warriors are not martial arts masters after all. The range covered by their swords and sword energy is limited. On such a large battlefield, they can only protect a very small area.

But within the army formation, the Red Lotus Cult members also showed their power.

They raised their weapons high, chanted spells, and activated the Red Lotus Secret Technique.

Flames fell from the sky and enveloped their weapons. Then, they waved their weapons, creating fire storms that shattered the rain of arrows falling from the sky.

There were also the lustful demons of the Xuan Yue Sect. They ignored the rain of arrows and punched the air again and again, causing the air to explode and creating shock waves.

As for those normal warriors, they also used their own methods. Of course, they seemed to be much more restrained, unlike the Red Lotus Cultists and the demons, who simply used their own lives as consumables.

In this way, with the escort of experts, the morale of the Beggars' Army increased greatly, and the speed of the charge became faster and faster.

In just a few hundred breaths, they rushed to two hundred steps outside Yanshui City under the rain of arrows.

Here, we are very close to the city wall of Yanshui City. Looking up, those with good eyesight seem to be able to see the situation on the top of the city clearly.

But just because of taking one more look, many people were almost scared to tears.

One by one, cast iron cannons were pushed out of the parapets, and the round barrels looked extremely intimidating.

When the fuse of the high-held torch was lit, everyone around took a few steps back without hesitation, clearing a circle.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the air was filled with smoke. The cannon shook suddenly, and it seemed that the entire city wall was shaking.

A shell flew out, wrapped in gunpowder smoke, and directly crushed a demon wearing triple heavy armor. It then jumped and rolled all the way, crushing countless people along the way.

That’s not all!
The sound of "boom boom boom boom" was endless, and waves of smoke seemed to cover the top of Yanshui City.

One shell after another was fired, some were solid bullets, while others broke into pieces, with caltrops flying everywhere.

Naturally, there were some powerful innate warriors who slashed out sword and knife energy to smash the shells into pieces.

But there are too many artillery pieces!

Chu Zhou would naturally not miss these artillery pieces since he could think of using the crossbow. The reason why he used them now was to seek the greatest damage and get the enemy close before attacking.

This time, the Beggars' Army was also stunned, especially when the warriors started thinking about dealing with the artillery shells and no longer cared about the pouring rain of arrows.

The combination of artillery and rain of arrows made the Beggar Army miserable.

Of course, they were not completely powerless to fight back, as many Lust Demons and Red Lotus Cultists launched charges regardless of their lives.

They no longer paid any attention to the Beggars Army, but jumped out directly. Using their lightness skills, they covered the distance of more than 200 steps in just a dozen breaths.

The seven or eight innate warriors did not retreat either.

On the one hand, they didn't dare to do so. On the battlefield, there was no signal to retreat, and they were afraid of being killed.

On the other hand, they were also burning with anger. The innate warriors were in their best form, and they had been suppressed and beaten for so long. It was impossible for them not to be angry!

When they rushed to the top of the city wall regardless of anything, they wanted to smash the bows and crossbows and destroy the artillery on a large scale.

It must be said that their charge was effective and there was chaos on the city wall.

Most importantly, in the rear, the Weeping King Ran Yongzeng saw an opportunity.

He did not send out more troops, but instead gave an order and at least hundreds of powerful warriors rushed out.

Among them, there are at least a dozen innate masters, thirty martial artists who practice internal organs, and more than sixty great martial artists who can open up meridians.

Those who have not opened their meridians and have no internal energy to protect them are not even within his consideration.

The support of these people made the innate warriors on the top of the city even more rampant, and their means of attack and killing were even risking their lives.

Of course, Wei Fangjie and others were not pushovers either. At the command, Zhu Xuan, who had the fastest reaction, rushed out.

This half-step grandmaster of Wanxiangzhai was no pushover. He used the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Technique, and with just three or two moves he chopped off the head of an innate warrior.

Wei Jinkui also revealed his true form as a tyrant. Although he was in charge of welcoming guests at Xuanzhen Temple, he always had a smile on his face and spoke kindly.

But he never dared to relax for a moment when it came to cultivation. His martial arts body training had already entered the stage of opening meridians, and his immortal way of Qi drawing had also reached the seventh level. His strength was by no means bad.

It's been such a long time since he had the chance to fight anyone, but he's feeling itchy.

This time, the killing spree was truly unparalleled in bravery.

As for the disciples from Xuanzhen Temple that he brought with him, they were all the best among the inner sect. Each of them was over ten feet tall, and they all became fierce generals on the battlefield. They were all dealing with those armored demon disciples.

The most difficult ones to deal with are the Red Lotus Cultists.

The whole body is covered with red lotus fire, which will ignite if touched. It is very troublesome and dangerous.

Wei Fangjie used a silver spear to stir the air within a hundred feet radius and stopped them.

All of these leaders were fighting, so the others didn't dare to be lazy. Even though few of them fought desperately, they still rushed forward and found their opponents.

Of course, the final outcome of this battle was not decided by them, but under the double attack of artillery and rain of arrows, the beggar soldiers could no longer hold on.

Leaving behind thousands of corpses, the Qihuo Army chose to flee for the second time. Their morale collapsed, and many members of the supervisory team that blocked their way were hacked to death.

After they fled, the masters had no basis for their battle.

Even if more than a hundred of them rushed into Yanshui City, without the support of a large army, they would be hunted down one by one.

So, when those innate warriors realized something was wrong and began to retreat, the only ones left on the battlefield were the insane demons and some Red Lotus followers who used secret techniques.

After they made the final attempt to stop them, they were also eliminated one by one.

Looking at Yanshui City, it was only one day, but there were many casualties in this fierce battle.

The city walls were covered with traces of battles, not to mention the damage, there were also broken limbs everywhere, and a strong smell of iron and blood filled the air.

"We held it!"

I don't know who said this, but it resonated with countless people. The performance of the Beggars' Army in Tianyuan Prefecture was truly horrifying.

Even though they are defending the city here and have made sufficient preparations, there are still many people who are in panic and worried.

Until this moment, they finally won a battle, which also proved that the Beggar Army was not really invincible.

On the top of the city wall, someone shouted "Long live Xuanzhen Temple", and as a result, more and more people shouted loudly.

The voices became more and more uniform and spread throughout the entire Yanshui City.

Of course, unlike the high morale in Yanshui City, outside the city, the camp of the Qihuo Army was deathly quiet.

This time, killing a few people will not be enough to restore morale.

Even the Weeping King Ran Yongzeng lost his composure when the cannon appeared and started to curse: "Cannon, they actually used cannon, damn it, do they still have the moral code of the martial arts world?"

"Shit! Shit! A bunch of shit!"

"After the city is conquered, I will not put down my sword for ten days. If I don't kill everyone in Yanshui City, I am not the King of Sorrow who can stop children from crying!"

His defense was broken, really broken!

More than ten thousand of his 100,000-man army were killed today, and one tenth of his strength was gone. These were the foundation of his survival!

On the other hand, the red-haired old man and the Golden Fox Zen Master were very calm. They just looked on indifferently without saying anything.

They have lived long enough and seen more of the world, so they will not lose their temper over one or two failures.

After a while, Ran Yongzeng seemed to have calmed down. He suddenly dismounted his spirit horse, knelt down in front of the two men with his knees softened, and said, "Masters, we can't continue to fight like this, so I ask you two masters to help me with all your strength."

The red-haired old man pursed his lips slightly and said, "I will send two Nine-Leaf Red Lotus masters to take action. They have the power comparable to that of a half-step master and can directly injure the city walls, which can buy some time for the army."

Zen Master Jinhu also spoke up, “Then I will send two Grandmaster Demon Puppets.

They are all made from the corpses of martial arts masters. Although they lack the true meaning of martial arts to drive the power of heaven and earth, their physiques are like diamonds, and they are most useful for breaking into cities and seizing gates. "

Ran Yongzeng straightened up and said, "This is not enough!"

"Then what do you want?"

"Even if we can't win in one battle, we really can't drag it out here for too long. So..."

Ran Yongzeng said loudly: "So, I would like to ask the two masters to take action personally!"

　I wanted to write more, but I ended up having a gastroscopy in the morning and felt uncomfortable all day. It was really uncomfortable!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)