In this realistic war game, only I understand the course of the battle.

Shen Du tapped the ceiling with the back of his knife from outside:

"When the pointed wooden donkey moves, nothing can be seen inside. Everything outside can only be heard."

When the cannon fire stopped, the sound of the gong signaled the start of the assault. The sound of the gong signaled "Break through the barrier," and the assault troops went up.

Two gong sounds signaling "Fill the trench," indicating the trench is almost leveled.

Shout "Charge!" and the pointed wooden donkey starts pushing. You all squat down and hold on tight.

The car door was flung open, three gong sounds 'Climb the wall!' The first to grab hold immediately went up.

Zhao Laoliu emerged from the pointed wooden donkey, his brow covered in sweat:

"This thing is sturdier than the tents we built in the field."

"Sturdy is still dead." Shen Du patted the wheels. "When we get to the city walls and encounter moats, we still have to fill them. If we fill them too slowly, the pointed wooden donkey will become a target."

After familiarizing everyone with the pointed wooden donkey, Gu Zhang and Shen Du dispersed everyone and regrouped them.

Instead of following the original organizational structure, they were assigned tasks based on vehicles and those under the city walls.

Thirty-two people per vehicle, three vehicles in total.

Each chariot has six men responsible for the pointed wooden donkey, six men for breaking through obstacles, four men for filling trenches, ten men for scaling the city walls, four men for carrying spears, and two men for fire-bringing, responsible for carrying various siege equipment.

The assault teams for each vehicle were basically Gu Zhang's men. The other teams first practiced according to the three specialties of breaching obstacles, filling trenches, and battering rams. Now there is no longer a distinction between "your people" and "my people".

Shen Du pointed out to Zhao Laoliu: "You lead the first wave of the obstacle-breaking team. Follow the steps I taught you before."

Zhao Laoliu stuffed his pipe into his mouth and turned to look at the obstacle-breaking soldiers in each vehicle.

Among these people were former soldiers of Shen Du Xiaoqi, infantrymen of Daxing Left Guard, and an archer of Yanshan Right Guard.

They stared at the short-handled axe on the ground, somewhat bewildered.

Zhao Laoliu shoved the short-handled axe into one of their hands.

"The key to splitting deer antlers is to split them diagonally at the base, not the top. If you split the top, the wood will bounce off the axe, and your arm will go numb. Split them at the base, along the grain, and one swing of the axe will break a piece of wood as thick as a bowl."

Zhao Laoliu swung his axe, and the deer antlers snapped in two with a crack.

The break was clean, and the diagonal split was clearly visible.

One of them, a man with a thick beard, squatted down to the side and mimicked the angle at which Zhao Laoliu held his axe.

Shen Du continued to assign tasks.

"The trench-filling team, with sacks filled with soil, two people at a time rushed to the edge of the trench and threw it down, creating a path two steps wide in one go."

This job looks simple, but it's actually very urgent. While the obstacle-breaking team is still cutting down the antlers, you guys need to fill up with soil so you can rush in as soon as the antlers break.

When one of the soldiers transferred from Gu Zhang's side tried to pull the knot out for the first time, the knot was too tight. He struggled to get it out of the trench for a long time and was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Don't rush." ​​Shen Du squatted down next to him, took the sack, and said, "Feel this spot. Leave a fist's width of opening, pull the rope, and the soil will come out by itself."

The soldier felt it once, and the second time he got it right. He tossed the sack open, dumping the soil into the trench with a splash, and then stomped it down.

"The battering ram team must keep pace with the obstacle-breaking and trench-filling work. Before the road is cleared, no one is allowed to push the wooden donkey forward even one more step."

The road was cleared, and the road was pushed all the way to the base of the wall in one go.

"The wall-climbing group." Shen Du looked at Gu Zhang. "Commander Gu, they're mostly your men. The first wave has eight, and your personal guard Zheng Biao is first in line."

Gu Zhang nodded.

Shen Du pulled Zheng Biao to the pointed wooden donkey and pointed to the roof of the pointed wooden donkey:

"We don't need ladders this time; the breaching camp can still get onto the city!"

Stepping onto this, at the moment of crossing the stack, the banner is raised over the edge of the wall first.

When the defender's bayonet struck the battalion's banner, he rolled sideways inside.

"Don't draw your sword before your feet touch the ground; the people below will throw axes to smash it for you first."

Zheng Biao was taken aback: "Flying axe?"

Shen Du called Zhao Laoliu over.

Zhao Laoliu held a dough ball as a token, with three throwing axes tucked behind his back, and stood side by side with Zheng Biao at the base of the wall.

Shen Du took a throwing axe from Zhao Laoliu's back, weighed it in his hand, and handed it to Zheng Biao.

"When the people below throw their axes, whether they're dead or not, they'll fall backward, and you'll have a place to land when you fall."

Zheng Biao tried it out. The throwing axe flew over the top of the wall and drove into the wooden stake, missing by two inches.

Zheng Biao tried again, and this time he nailed the bullseye about a fist's width to the left.

He pulled the throwing axe out and secretly tucked it back into his waistband.

After the three groups practiced individually for half a day, Shen Du gathered everyone together and started practicing as a group.

Shen Du picked up a pebble and drew a route on the ground, marking the three locations: the antlers, the moat, and the city gate.

"As soon as the cannon fire stops, the obstacle-clearing team will rush in."

Zhao Laoliu led the first wave, slashing three times: he broke the deer antlers and felled the barricades. On the third slash, he put away his axe and ran back.

The second wave will be five steps behind you. You retreat, and they will take over. You cannot stop in between.

"After the obstacle is cleared, the trench-filling team will follow."

The sacks were filled with soil behind the pointed wooden donkey, and two people rushed to the edge of the ditch and threw them down.

Four bags at a time, enough to make a path two steps wide. Once finished, immediately retreat; do not stand near the trench.

"The trench is leveled, the pointed wooden donkey is pushed forward, the pointed wooden donkey is in place, and the climbing team goes up the wall."

First, he climbed up the pointed wooden donkey roof, protected by a banner, and used a flying axe to clear the way.

The spearmen followed behind, scaling the wall, their spears thrusting outwards above the shoulders of the first man.

After Shen Du finished speaking, he threw the stone on the ground.

"Everyone should remember their place. Everyone should know what they are supposed to do."

Now let's simulate a siege.

Shen Du selected a few men to serve as guards and set up a simulated training ground. The three pointed wooden donkeys started moving at the same time.

Zhao Laoliu led the obstacle-breaking team out from the side of the first pointed wooden donkey.

With a short-handled axe, the wooden stake snapped in two as the blade struck at an angle.

The bearded man followed half a step behind Zhao Laoliu, learning not only the angle of the axe strike, but also the timing of immediately lowering his body after the strike, because the archers on the city wall could fire arrows at any moment.

The trench-filling team rushed out immediately afterward.

They tossed soil from the burlap sacks, opening them forward, four sacks at a time, leveling the trench. The soldiers Gu Zhang had brought in tied the sacks perfectly this time; they reached the edge of the trench, pulled the rope, and the soil poured down.

The pointed wooden donkey was pushed onto the dirt road, and four pushers squatted behind the wheels, waiting for the signal to climb the wall.

"Climb the wall!"

Zhao Laoliu was the first to climb up onto the roof of the pointed wooden donkey.

The battalion's banner was raised over the wall, and with a muffled thud, the defender's bayonet struck the banner.

Zhao Laoliu rolled sideways into the pit, his flying axe slipping from his hand and embedding itself in the wooden stake on the right.

The moment the defender on the left thrust his bayonet forward, a second throwing axe was already swung out, the axe striking the defender's shoulder, causing the defender to lean back.

Zhao Laoliu turned around, placed the banner horizontally, and leaned against the edge of the stack.

"superior!"

Zheng Biao followed suit and climbed up.

He stepped onto the roof of the pointed wooden donkey a full beat faster than Zhao Laoliu.

The defenders on the front had just been knocked back by the flying axes and hadn't even had time to raise their shields when Zheng Biao's knife arrived.

A diagonal slash landed in the gap between the shoulder armor and the neck guard.

Zheng Biao didn't look to the left or the right; he only slashed at the front.

Because the throwing axe had already cleared the way for him.