The female prisoner was fierce

at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the first wave of one hundred routed soldiers was slowly making their way up the narrow path.

Since there were no shields, everyone had a wooden plank or something they could pick up anywhere to provide cover.

The leader was a burly man with a dark face named Wang Dabiao, who was a captain under Liu Xiuqing.

He walked at the front of the group, holding a few wooden shields in one hand—after all, he was only taking a dozen or so with him—and a large machete in the other, his eyes fixed on the stockade wall above.

The narrow path was no more than 1.5 meters wide, with a mountain on one side and a drop of seven or eight meters. The stones were smooth from being frozen.

For them, it was an insurmountable peak.

On the other side is a cliff.

The snow beneath our feet was compacted by the fierce battle earlier, making it incredibly slippery.

Let alone charging forward, you have to be extremely careful even when walking normally.

In his mind, Wang Dabiao had already cursed Liu Xiuqing's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"That damned Liu Scarface! Attacking this terrain head-on is practically suicide!"

"They're using my life as a stepping stone!!"

but.

Military orders are absolute, and he dared not disobey them; he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

"You all better stay close! When we charge, anyone who dares to back down, I'll chop them to pieces!!"

Wang Dabiao turned around and roared, looking fierce and menacing.

The hundreds of infantrymen under his command trembled and dared not utter a single word.

Wang Dabiao snorted coldly before turning around and leading his men to continue their ascent. However, after moving forward a bit, he realized that Liu Xiuqing was almost out of sight behind him, so he immediately retreated and found a scapegoat to lead the way.

Just keep going forward.

One hundred steps.

Eighty steps.

Seventy steps.

We are getting closer and closer to the village gate.

However, the stockade remained quiet, with no sound except for the wind and snow.

Wang Dabiao felt a chill run down his spine.

It's so quiet!

It's unbelievably quiet!

Keep going.

Sixty steps away from arriving!

Right now!

Right now!

"Release the arrows!"

A loud shout suddenly came from the stockade wall.

shhhhhh! ! !

In a short while, more than a dozen crossbow bolts shot out from behind the arrow stacks.

The distance is too close, only sixty steps.

At this distance, the power of the pulley crossbow was maximized.

The moment the crossbow bolt pierced the wind and snow, Wang Dabiao heard a series of pig-like screams.

"ah!!"

"My legs!!"

"I've been hit by an arrow! I've been hit by an arrow!! Help me!!"

Immediately, three or four people were hit by crossbow bolts.

Some had their thighs pierced, some had arrows in their shoulders, and one was shot directly in the neck, blood spurting far out and splashing on the snow, a horrifying sight!

Wang Dabiao raised the wooden shield, his scalp tingling.

Good heavens, what kind of terrifying crossbow bolt is this? How can its penetrating power be so terrifying?

The situation was critical; there was no time for sentimentality. He immediately shouted:

"Don't panic! Raise your shields! Keep charging upwards!!"

"Quick! Charge upwards!!"

They were all veterans who had fought in battles.

After a roar and the initial panic subsided, they quickly raised their shields, steadied themselves, and continued their advance.

However, the narrow path was too narrow, and the shield could only protect the front, leaving the sides and top exposed.

On the stockade wall, Xiao Jianyang watched coldly and gave the order again:

"Thunderstone Log, Ready!"

"Bows and crossbows can be used freely, specifically targeting anything that shows its head."

As soon as he finished speaking, he loosened his right index finger again, and the crossbow bolt flew out, hitting the right shoulder of a soldier without a shield.

It pierced right through!

"ah!!"

A bloodcurdling scream echoed across the battlefield as the arrow pierced deep into the soldier's shoulder, with almost half of it embedded. The fleeing soldier grimaced in agony.

However, this was just an appetizer.

Whoosh! !

Immediately afterwards, crossbow bolts continued to rain down.

Li Tiezhu led seven female soldiers, specifically targeting the weaknesses exposed by the fleeing soldiers.

Someone leaned halfway out from the side of the shield and was immediately impaled by a crossbow bolt.

Someone slipped and almost fell, his shield tilted, and the next second a crossbow bolt pierced his chest.

But these defeated soldiers were indeed fierce.

After more than ten people died, the remaining ninety-odd people actually withstood the rain of arrows and, under the threat of Wang Dabiao's butcher's knife, managed to advance to within thirty paces of the South Gate.

However, Xiao Jianyang was prepared.

"Thunderstone Log, Release!!"

At a command.

Immediately, the female soldiers of the guerrilla unit led by Defang quickly pushed down the stones and logs piled up on the stockade wall.

Boom~~

Boom~~

Instantly, stones weighing dozens of kilograms and logs as thick as bowls rolled down the slope of the narrow path, their speed increasing and their force becoming heavier and heavier.

The routed soldiers were also prepared, and amidst Wang Dabiao's furious shouts:

"withstand!!"

He held the shield horizontally in front of him, trying to resist the impact.

However, the shields were made of wood, and there were only a dozen or so, leaving the rest of the people without any cover.

and so.

When the stone hit the shield, the wooden shield shattered instantly.

The fleeing soldiers with shields were smashed and sent flying backward, crashing into the snow and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Then came the logs.

As they rolled down the narrow mountain path, seven or eight fleeing soldiers were instantly swept away, falling like wheat cut down by a sickle!

Two of them were even knocked off the edge of the path by the rolling logs.

"Help me!!"

Amidst screams of agony, he plummeted seventy or eighty meters off a cliff, his body reduced to a mangled mess.

Behind them, Liu Xiuqing, witnessing this scene, was absolutely furious and immediately roared:

"Archers! Shoot them back!!"

"Yes, Commander!"

The archers, who were always ready, immediately returned fire.

They numbered in the dozens, and their firepower far exceeded that of the Xiao family's women's army.

In an instant, dozens of arrows flew toward the stockade wall.

but.

The stockade wall was over three meters high and had arrow emplacements for cover. The fleeing soldiers were shooting upwards from below, which put them at a significant disadvantage.

Most of the arrows struck the logs outside the stockade wall with dull thuds, causing no damage and only providing suppressive fire.

However, a few managed to get over the wall, either falling behind or hitting unlucky female soldiers in the shoulder or other areas, but they didn't cause much of an impact.

Xiao Jianyang crouched behind the arrow stacks, calmly observing the battlefield situation.

The first wave of routed soldiers was thrown into disarray by the rolling logs and stones, losing more than twenty men. The rest were crammed onto the narrow path, unable to advance or retreat.

But these people are still pushing upwards, showing no signs of retreating.

"That's tough!"

Xiao Jianyang nodded inwardly.

As expected of someone from the border army, his willpower is indeed much stronger than that of Xu Batian's rabble.

But that's all!

because.

In this terrain, a large number of people cannot maneuver effectively and would instead become easy targets.

"Keep dropping the thunderstones and rolling logs!"

"Bows and crossbows, fire into the crowd!"

Continue issuing orders.

"yes!!"

On the stockade wall, the female soldiers continued their battle.

The more I play, the better I get!

The higher the morale, the more exhilarating it becomes!

The scene of rolling logs and killing a large number of people is especially exhilarating and stress-relieving!

In addition, Li Tiezhu's performance with his crossbow was also outstanding.

The pulley crossbow is fast-loading, has a long range, and is highly accurate. With seven people firing in turns, it forms an almost uninterrupted firepower network.

Although the firepower is weak, it is continuous damage.

At a distance of thirty paces, the penetrating power of crossbow bolts is even more terrifying.

A defeated soldier held up a hastily found wooden plank, thinking he was safe.

As a result, the arrow from Li Tiezhu pierced through the soldier's crossbow, with the tip protruding two inches from the side of the soldier's fingers that were gripping the shield.

The fleeing soldier turned pale with fright and almost threw the template in his hand away.

"happy!!"

Li Tiezhu roared, his eyes shining brightly.

He had never used such a handy tool before.

It's twice as good as his hunting bow.

Do not!

It's ten times stronger!!

"happy!!"

I couldn't help but yell it out again.

Meanwhile, Wang Dabiao finally couldn't hold on any longer!

Of the hundred people who rushed in, less than half had already been killed, more than thirty had died, and most of the rest were injured.

Fortunately, this was expected, so he was able to protect himself from beginning to end and did not suffer any injuries.

"Captain! We can't hold on any longer!!"

At that moment, a corporal clutched his arm, which had been pierced by a crossbow bolt, and cried out.

Wang Dabiao's eyes darted around.

He grabbed a large machete and slashed his own right arm.

The skin was torn open, and blood flowed freely.

"Captain, it's you?"

The sergeant in front of him was stunned for a moment.

However, before he could react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Looking down, he was horrified to see Wang Dabiao's broadsword slashing at his abdomen.

"Why...?"

The corporal asked a question, but then his consciousness faded, his vision blurred, and he fell straight backward.

Wang Dabiao kicked him aside, then immediately gritted his teeth and gave the order:

"withdraw!!"

"Get the hell out of here!!"

Upon hearing this, the routed soldiers felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They abandoned twenty or thirty corpses and scrambled down the slope to retreat.

On the way back, they left behind seven or eight more corpses, but they couldn't care less; survival was the priority.

Upon seeing this, the female soldiers on the stockade wall erupted in a deafening cheer.

"They've driven them back!!"

"They've left!!"

"We held on!!"

Some people jumped for joy, hugging each other; others' hands were still trembling as they held their weapons, but their mouths were stretched to their ears in a wide grin.

Xiao Jianyang also relaxed a bit, but his gaze remained vigilant, and his deeply furrowed brows never relaxed.

Because this is only the first wave!!

……

at the foot of the mountain.

Liu Xiuqing looked at the retreating remnants of his army, his face ashen.

Of the hundred men who rushed forward, fewer than sixty retreated, and most of them were injured.

At that moment, Wang Dabiao, clutching his injured left arm, ran quickly to him.

He immediately knelt down in the snow with a thud, crying and shouting:

"Commander, the terrain is too narrow, and the brothers can't maneuver properly. Those women's crossbows are too powerful, and they also have rolling logs and thunderstones. The brothers really have no way to fight them."

"If I hadn't had my shield, I probably wouldn't be alive to see the Commander!"

Liu Xiuqing looked coldly at Wang Dabiao in front of her, very dissatisfied with the result, but there was nothing she could do.

He chose this mountain; its terrain is so rugged that it's practically impregnable.

"Get down!"

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said.

"yes!"

Wang Dabiao immediately responded, and at the same time breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Ma Sandao" (a pseudonym).

Liu Xiuqing stopped looking at him and instead looked at Ma Sandao beside her, and immediately gave the order:

"You will personally lead the second wave."

"No matter what method you use, charge forward!"

"If you can't get to the top, don't come back."

Faced with this, Ma Sandao's heart trembled, but he dared not show the slightest hesitation on his face:

"yes!"

He immediately turned around, mustered the second group of men, gritted his teeth, and headed toward the narrow path.

However, he was secretly making a crazy plan.

……