Chapter 1 A Full-Scale Assault

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The arrow tower was pushed down, leaning forward so that its top inverted onto the city wall, forming a ladder as solid as could be.

At the same time,

Gou Moli pointed his large flag forward,

Roaring:

"The stars await us ahead, go forth, warriors protected by the stars!"

A group of savages clad in rattan armor charged forward with knives and howls.

Gongsun Zhi raised his long saber and bellowed,

"The world scorns me for faithlessness, the world reviles me for being callous, but what the world cannot revile is that we all hail from the Zhenbei Army! Zhenbei Army sons, follow me and kill the Chu dogs!"

Led by Gongsun Zhi, a group of armored personal guards charged forward after him.

Fan Li swayed his body, his joints cracking, axe forward,

Roaring:

"Ula!"

"Ula!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

They were the first wave of soldiers to scale the city, and this first wave had to be fearless and elite, because they were the key to breaking the deadlock.

Siege warfare was unlike field battles, with almost no room for maneuver. After maximizing the advantages on the periphery, all that remained was the most primitive of struggles. It was like doing a Daoist ritual inside a snail shell—lacking the elegance and refinement of the former, but with a more direct and savage feel.

Under Liang Cheng's arrangement, the savage tribesmen attacked the middle section of the city wall, while Gongsun Zhi's and Fan Li's forces attacked the two ends of the wall respectively.

The savages in the middle needed to draw most of the Chu army's attention on the city wall, almost in a suicidal manner, to relieve the pressure on the flanks, allowing the elite troops on both sides to take the opportunity to tear open the defenses.

In fact, the city wall was only so wide. Dongshan Fort was a military fortress, not a capital city. There was no such thing as a city wall wide enough for several carriages to run abreast. Therefore, the attacking side was limited by conditions in terms of the number of troops they could deploy on the battlefield. Once the defenders held out, those below would naturally become cannon fodder.

But conversely, the number of troops the defenders could deploy on the city wall was also fixed, because the wall could only accommodate so many people. Even if you packed people in tightly, shoulder to shoulder, not to mention how the defenders would be able to move or wield their weapons, the maximum number was still limited.

Therefore, the defending side would usually build some fortifications behind the city wall when facing battle. If they were more sophisticated, they would build "turrets," which were like higher "city walls" behind the main wall. If they were pressed for space, they would build arrow towers.

The intention was nothing more than to increase the number of troops they could deploy and use on the narrow front, forming their own troop and arrow advantage in specific local areas.

In fact, the Chu people had designed and built their defenses in this way, but unfortunately, the Xuehai Pass forces had been preparing siege weapons for too long. Under the saturated bombardment of trebuchets, the city wall of Dongshan Fort did not suffer too much damage, but the later-built towers were almost completely destroyed.

Standing on the command chariot, Zheng Boye clasped his hands behind his back. At this moment, it was impossible not to be nervous. Although he had the addition of Gongsun Zhi's and Gong Wang's forces, as well as the savage death squads instigated by the Savage King, Zheng Boye still did not want to turn this into a protracted stalemate.

This was a basic principle for a general, beyond the limitations of "nurturing bandits for self-importance." After all, no matter what, only if the entire campaign against Chu went smoothly, with each domino falling in turn, and fortresses and strongholds being conquered one by one, until even Zhennan Pass "collapsed," would the result be most in line with Xuehai Pass's strategic security.

Compared to these,

Zheng Boye didn't really care about the military merit of capturing Dongshan Fort in one battle.

Because his military merit was already saturated.

The Blind Man had analyzed with him that the growth of a warlord could be simply divided into two aspects: fame and strength.

Fame without substance was just an embroidered pillow, good-looking but useless.

Substance without fame could not command respect.

Now, Zheng Boye's reputation had overflowed due to his military exploits and the princess's matter.

What he lacked was time to develop based on his huge reputation, that is, the so-called monetization of reputation.

Therefore, the sooner this battle ended, at least the battles in his hands, the more beneficial it would be for Zheng Boye. First, it could have a radical effect on the overall situation. Second, the pressure on Xuehai Pass could be reduced, allowing them to free up their hands to continue taking supplies from the wartime court while starting to reorganize and integrate Gongsun Zhi's and Gong Wang's forces.

People had already "recommended themselves as bed partners" to this point, so Zheng Boye had no intention of pretending to be Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his chastity).

Most directly,

Seeing his own soldiers and those nominally under his command charge forward one after another, falling from the city walls like dumplings, such a scene was bound to be uncomfortable for the commander.

Zheng Boye took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, looking down at Gongsun Zan beside him, who was holding a barbarian blade, and then at A Ming, saying:

"Give the order, prepare the command flag and the drums."

"Yes, Master."

The Sword Saint asked curiously: "Are you planning to stake everything at the critical moment?"

The role of the command chariot was, on the one hand, to stabilize the morale of the troops, because the chariot was very high and had very obvious decorations, which made it easy for soldiers to see in the chaotic environment of the battlefield.

On the other hand, at the most critical moment, the advance and retreat of the command chariot was often a practical reflection of the commander's will.

"If it's really just a matter of taking that last step, I'm willing to gamble."

Zheng Boye replied.

The Sword Saint nodded and said, "Not easy."

The implication was that for a person as afraid of death as you, being able to do this was indeed not simple.

Then,

The Sword Saint seemed to have thought of something again, pointing to the war drum that the guards were carrying onto the command chariot, and saying:

"Shall I beat the drum?"

"Seems a bit wasteful," Zheng Boye said with a smile.

The Sword Saint didn't care, saying, "Anyway, I've killed a pig before, and I'd like to try drumming."

"Can't you just fly up and directly take down one section of the wall?"

Now, there were many towers attached to the city wall. No matter which section the Sword Saint was in, it was impossible to completely change the situation, but at least that section could be more fierce.

"I only protect you." The Sword Saint paused, adding, "If you go up, I'll go up too."

"Don't provoke me."

"I'm not provoking you."

"I also risked my life to get where I am today," Zheng Boye said.

"Hahahaha, in this world, all those in high positions either risked their lives when they were young, or their ancestors risked their lives. You dared to risk your life in the past, but now you may not dare."

"But I think I'm still that young man."

"My teeth are a little sore."

"What a pity," Zheng Boye said with emotion.

"What's wrong?" the Sword Saint asked.

"This is the war between Yan and Chu, a battle for supremacy. There's no good, high-sounding reason to trick you into helping me sell my life."

"Thank you for your honesty."

"Oh no, there is."

Zheng Boye stretched out his foot and stepped on the command chariot, saying:

"This is Jidong."

The Sword Saint lowered his eyes slightly, already guessing what the man in front of him wanted to say.

"In the past, this place was connected to Xuehai in the north and Zhennan in the south. Merchants from Jin, the Snow Plains, and Chu came and went endlessly. Therefore, although this place cannot be called a Jiangnan north of the border, the lives of the people were still considered good.

"It's a pity that frequent wars have led to the desolation of almost every household. Not to mention the people living in misery, you can't even see a few people.

"I'm thinking that if this battle ends sooner, I'll probably be able to control this place. At that time, the displaced people can return home, and this place can be like Xuehai Pass, reclaiming land for farming, building houses for the people, and developing workshops.

"Jin,

"Suffers,

"The Jin people,

"Suffer."

After sighing, Zheng Boye also looked at the Sword Saint beside him.

The Sword Saint remained unmoved and even seemed to want to laugh.

Then,

Zheng Boye himself couldn't help but laugh.

Gongsun Zan on the side looked at the two of them with some confusion. One of them was Lord Pingye, whom his father greatly respected and feared, and the other was the legendary Sword Saint of Jin.

Gongsun Zan was new here and naturally acted with caution, trying his best to observe their expressions, but he really couldn't understand what was happening.

They were clearly talking about the suffering of the people, but the two of them were laughing heartily.

Zheng Boye sighed and said, "People are always changing."

"Not changing, just becoming accustomed to things after experiencing them more."

Zheng Boye nodded and said, "I've also thought about this issue, because I've found myself becoming more and more cold-blooded. You should know that I used to be a civilian laborer in my early years, and the princess of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion used our team of laborers as bait.

"But now, when I look at them, I often feel a similar sensation. They're starting to become blurred in my vision, no longer individual, vibrant lives, but just cards in my hand.

"I can play them without hesitation, in all sorts of ways, just to win money in the end."

The Sword Saint stood to the side, saying nothing.

Zheng Boye continued, "I've been thinking about this for the past few days, and many people around me have been helping me think, because I can see some ideas in them."

"I've heard that the literati of Qian and the nobles of Chu are very fond of pure talk."

"That's because they're full and have nothing better to do. What they like is the mood, but what I want is a conclusion that can comfort my own heart, at least a system. The word 'system' is equivalent to a set of sword moves in your swordsmanship."

"Understood."

Zheng Boye licked his lips,

Saying:

"I've seen a lot of things in Gou Moli, and I've also seen a lot of things in many of my subordinates. Of course, the one who finally made me see clearly and gave me the greatest inspiration was you, Yu Huaping."

"It still comes back to me," the Sword Saint said with a knowing smile.

Zheng Boye shook his head and said, "No, in fact, if we exclude fighting, you've definitely killed more people than me with your own weapons."

"That's true."

"We become numb to anything that carries a sense of guilt after doing it too much, and gradually become accustomed to it.

"Normal people will definitely feel scared and reluctant when they first see their parents killing chickens or fish, but soon after, they themselves will kill them very skillfully, just for a delicious meal for the whole family."

"So, Lord Pingye, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"What I want to say is that if this kind of life, this kind of rhythm, this kind of pattern is destined to make me more and more numb to some things, then let it be numb.

"Because a person's lower limit is often getting lower and lower.

"In the East Sea of Qian, there's a group of people who spend almost their entire lives in the water, unable to go ashore, used by officials or wealthy families to collect East Sea pearls. They're called pearl divers.

"The older the pearl divers, the deeper they can dive, but at the same time, the more they like to lie on the reefs and bask in the sun.

"So, some things, since they have to be done, then do them. As long as I can continue to maintain my appreciation for beautiful things."

The Sword Saint nodded and said, "You can always give me inspiration with your words about the state of mind."

"You flatter me."

"Indeed, many times, some of the things you say are very inconsistent with your current martial arts realm."

"Some great Confucian masters have no power to truss a chicken, but they can still say profound truths."

"That's true," the Sword Saint agreed.

"So, these are still things I've learned from you. People are busy just for a few taels of silver, but these few taels of silver can solve thousands of sorrows;

"You and I are both people who don't have to worry about making a living, so we can free ourselves from being busy and think about and ponder things that are different from ordinary people."

"I now feel that I'm just an ordinary person, an ordinary person living in Xuehai Pass," the Sword Saint said.

"You're returning to simplicity, this path is right, but it's not suitable for me. So, I can only learn from it, not follow it."

"Then what is your path?"

"Looking at the scenery, looking at more scenery. When I was sitting on the balcony of my own inn in Hucheng, I was looking at the scenery; when I went south to Qian, I was also looking at the scenery under the capital city;

"Now, standing on this command chariot, with the soldiers in front charging the city at the risk of their lives, this is actually a kind of scenery.

"Just like climbing a mountain, the higher you stand, the different the scenery you see. In order to see more scenery that I haven't seen before, I can only climb the mountain step by step.

"One day, I will reach the summit and see all the mountains as small.

"In fact, I may not really like the scenery at the top of the mountain, but if I don't go there to take a look and see the sunrise, I always feel like I won't be complete in this life."

The Sword Saint slowly closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Boye asked.

"I'm restraining the feeling of enlightenment. This is not the time to sit down and meditate."

Hearing this, Zheng Boye opened his mouth and licked his lips,

Saying:

"Beast."

"Hahahaha," the Sword Saint laughed. "Continue, what will you do if you really reach the top of the mountain and find that the scenery is not what you love? Will you jump off the cliff and end it all, or will you go down the mountain again? You have to know that the scenery when you go down the mountain is all that you have seen, so there is no novelty."

Zheng Boye shook his head and said:

"The state of mind when going up the mountain is different from the state of mind when going down the mountain. With different states of mind, the scenery you see is also different. I see the mountain as a mountain, I see the water as water, I see the mountain as not a mountain, I see the water as not water."

Longyuan began to cry.

Revealing the imbalance in the Sword Saint's state of mind at this moment.

Zheng Boye said helplessly: "Can't hold back?"

The Sword Saint shook his head and said, "Not really. It's just that what you said earlier reminded me of the Second Grade realm. That is the scenery at the top of the mountain. Once you see it, you can only come down.

"Perhaps, as you said, there is no need to be dejected after coming down, because after going to the top of the mountain, the taste will be different when you look back at the scenery below.

"The world regards opening the realm as an honor, and there are only a few people in this world who can open the Second Grade.

"But I dare to say that even a martial artist's physique cannot support the Second Grade realm for a long time.

"That guy beside the princess cultivates a Second Grade sword for his entire life. It seems sharp, but it is actually useless. I don't know if he has ever regretted it, but as I see it now.

"It doesn't matter if you can't open the Second Grade in your whole life. It is enough to be invincible in the Third Grade."

"What you said makes sense, but I still think you are worried that your body will not be able to handle it if you open the Second Grade again and you will die directly. You don't want to part with your wife, children, and warm bed."

The Sword Saint frowned,

Thought,

Nodded,

Saying:

"Yes."

"They are also your scenery?"

"No, they are the people who accompany me to climb the mountain," the Sword Saint corrected.

"What about me?"

The Sword Saint raised his hand,

Saying:

"Lantern."

"Heh, what a terrible metaphor."

Behind him, Gongsun Zan, holding the barbarian sword, looked up at A Ming beside him in confusion.

A Ming lowered his head, looked at him, and asked:

"Do you understand?"

Gongsun Zan shook his head honestly. He tried his best to listen, but he still didn't understand.

A Ming nodded and said:

"It's right if you don't understand."

Gongsun Zan asked boldly: "Why?"

"Because what they are saying is not human language at all."

Gongsun Zan did not dare to agree.

On the other side of the city wall,

The first wave of attacking the city has already entered a white-hot stage!

After the arrow tower fell, it became the most solid "cloud ladder", and a group of soldiers rushed up howling.

In addition, not only arrow towers, but also various "walking sky bridges", "climbing cloud ladders", and "flying building trestles" were pushed up from the rear.

Climbing up by simply erecting a ladder like in later film and television dramas is really a death wish. The real ladders that can be used actually have round wood wheels underneath to ensure their volume, thereby ensuring that when the ladder is fixed on the battlements, it is almost impossible for the defending side to push it down with the strength of three or two people.

The savage tribe's charge was the most aggressive. The rattan armor on their bodies could not actually provide them with much protection in this kind of cruel close combat, because rattan armor could not be compared with iron armor, but it was enough for them.

What the Savage King was best at was giving them pep talks, using religion to create an atmosphere, and then using "wine, meat, and women" and expectations for the future to make these savages blind and temporarily forget about life and death.

Although it was only temporary, it was really enough, because for most of the savages attacking the city, their lives only had temporariness left.

Just like when they attacked Yangshan Village a few days ago, this time the savages' attack also seemed fearless. On the city wall, the first row of Chu people were the most elite swordsmen, behind them were crossbowmen, and on the periphery were spearmen or halberdiers holding long-handled weapons.

From near to far, there were three layers of protection, like a hedgehog.

Many savages who rushed up would be slashed down, stabbed, or shot. The cloud ladder formed by the arrow tower was very wide and thick, but the contact surface was actually only so big.

However, the initial cruelty did not make the savages timid, but instead stimulated the ferocity in their bones. They did not have much coordination and chose the most direct method in the face of this situation.

Pounce on, hug the Chu people in front of them, and pull him down the city wall together.

Some savages already had their weapons pierce their rattan armor and stab into their bodies when they pounced, but they still gritted their teeth and dragged down a backer with their own weight.

This kind of wild dog-like fighting method made the Chu people on the city wall retreat unconsciously, gradually opening up a distance, allowing the savages to kill them.

Guo Dong, who was shielding the crossbowmen behind him with his shield and shooting arrows upwards, couldn't help but click his tongue and say:

"Damn it, these savages really don't take their lives seriously!"

Xu An nodded. He was also shocked by the savages' fighting style. This was a way of fighting that completely put one's life on the line. No, not just that, it was a way of fighting that completely regarded one's life as worthless!

Guo Dong continued:

"The savages are so powerful, Lord Pingye was actually able to defeat them."

How terrifying must that Lord Pingye be?

In fact, there were really many people who had this idea.

This once again returned to a very old theme. Savages with a Savage King and savages without a Savage King were completely two different... creatures.

The Blind Man was standing beside Liang Cheng at this time, helping Liang Cheng analyze and summarize the various news coming from the front.

This scene naturally also fell into his "eyes".

Last night, Gou Moli told him that people are different, and Yan people, savages, and Jin people, they are actually subdivided based on being human.

At the moment, Gou Moli did do it.

The savages charging the city head-on used this method to give the Chu people defending the city a great deal of pressure. In fact, many savages had already made it to the city wall and started fighting on the ground.

"Hehe, it's fortunate that the savages encountered the Zhenbei Army, the Jingnan Army, and Tian Wujing, and that they were not united internally."

The Blind Man let out this sigh.

Liang Cheng shook his head and said, "It's just a momentary bloodiness, which cannot be repeated. No talk of three, this has always been the savages' old problem, and it is also a characteristic of a rabble. The peasant rebel army is also like this. They will go up in a commotion for a while, but as long as their edge is frustrated, their momentum will weaken."

Then, Liang Cheng said to the left and right:

"Pass the order, the second team will follow up, and the enforcement team will come forward, focusing on the savages."

This was worried that the savages' momentum would weaken, so they would retreat very simply.

The Blind Man smiled and said, "So, the key to this battle still depends on Ali and Gongsun Zhi?"

Liang Cheng stretched out his finger and pointed to Gongsun Zhi's side, saying: "Gongsun Zhi's side is obviously stuck. They haven't been able to open up a gap until now, so we can only count on Ali's side a little more."

"In the end, our own people are more reliable," the Blind Man said.

Liang Cheng shook his head and said, "You can't say that. We are standing below and can't see the situation above clearly. Maybe Gongsun Zhi's side has encountered the most elite of the defending Chu people, so they haven't been able to go up until now.

"This is like a game of chess. Someone has to play that piece in order for others to have a chance to open up a breakthrough."

Saying this, Liang Cheng also looked back at his back.

The Blind Man asked: "What, even the master has to be used?"

"The command chariot advances to boost morale at the most critical moment. The master should also understand this principle. Although the master is afraid of death, he can still go all out at the critical moment."

"It's also quite interesting. The command chariot advances, and the morale is greatly boosted. It's quite fun."

As the Blind Man spoke, he couldn't help but take out an orange, but after hesitating, he still felt that it was not appropriate to eat snacks in the position he was standing in, so he finally put it back.

Liang Cheng opened his mouth at this time and said:

"Ali seems to have opened a gap."

……

"Ula!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Fan Li's side did open a gap.

In the era of cold weapons, a person with Fan Li's physique was a fierce general capable of fighting ten thousand men in times of war.

The last time he charged into Yangshan Village, Fan Li had a lonely time, sweating all over in the iron can, with only a few drops of blood on his axe.

This time, he caught the opportunity.

When the initial charge was blocked,

Fan Li threw his whole person directly out without saying a word.

Yes,

He threw himself like a boulder launched by a trebuchet. With a running start, the cloud ladder formed by the arrow tower trembled for a while, and his whole person rose into the air and smashed into the dense Chu people in front.

"Boom!"

This smash was a large area.

The iron can on Fan Li's body was personally forged by Xue San. It did not pay attention to lightness, nor did it pay attention to flexibility. What it wanted was protection.

In Xue San's view, Fan Li only needed to bury his head, raise his axe, and smash straight while opening the invincible mode.

This set of armor also had a miraculous effect at this time.

When Fan Li flew down, many Chu people's halberds and spears resisted Fan Li, but they broke in an instant. Then, Fan Li's Mount Tai crushed a piece of the top, causing them to fall together.

Fan Li twisted again,

Turned around,

Like a harvester cutting wheat, he crushed in a round.

This simple and extremely crude method opened up an extremely luxurious space for the Xuehai Pass soldiers who followed up. For a time, hundreds of soldiers followed him to the city wall and quickly began to expand outwards.

What they wanted was to stand here, open up space for the comrades behind them, and let the reinforcements behind them continue to follow up.

"Bang!"

Fan Li punched and exploded the head of a Chu general under him, then got up, grabbed his axe, and began to sweep away the fallen leaves.

Because of the previous crash, there was only one axe left, but it didn't matter. He held the axe in his right hand and swung it, while his left hand directly grabbed the weapon that the opponent stabbed at him, and then threw it off the city tower.

The Xuehai Pass soldiers behind him followed him on horseback, helping him share the pressure. For a time, they actually pushed a large distance on the city tower, causing the situation here to directly enter a trend that was about to collapse.

At this time,

A group of Chu soldiers wearing blue armor rushed up. Their armor was more sophisticated, and they were better at fighting in battle formations.

Even Fan Li was stuck by the opponent's halberd after rushing in at the beginning. If Fan Li had not activated the barbarian bloodline and forcibly pulled his body out, he might have been cut on the neck by a swordsman who followed up.

Even so, the big iron can on Fan Li's body was already pitted and some places were bleeding.

This was an era of cold weapons, but at the same time, it was also an era with martial artists and swordsmen, especially in the army, there was never a shortage of good players.

On the other side, a young general in silver armor led a group of soldiers also wearing silver armor and rushed over, and began to push back the Xuehai Pass soldiers led by Fan Li from the other side.

The silver-armored young general wielded a long spear that made a roaring wind. The tip of the spear was like a dragon, pointing out clusters of blood flowers. The Chu soldiers behind him were also fearless, desperately trying to block the hole that had just appeared.

Finally, he saw Fan Li not far away from him.

In fact, he had seen Fan Li a long time ago, beside the Dongshan Fort defending general under the city wall.

It was because of the appearance of this Yan tiger general that the situation of the Chu army on the city wall instantly fell into a crisis. A thousand-mile dike was destroyed by an ant nest, which was not an exaggeration to use in a defensive battle.

"Come and report your name. This spear will not kill an unknown person!"

The silver-armored young general shouted proudly at Fan Li in the distance.

At the same time, the spear moved like thunder, stabbing and slapping horizontally, stabbing to death an unknown person, and then kicking another unknown person off the city wall.

Fan Li, who had just been forced back by the Chu army in front, looked back at the silver-armored young general,

Before he could reply,

An arrow shot over from in front of him. This arrow was originally meant to shoot Fan Li in the face, and it was full of force, but because Fan Li turned his head to look at the silver-armored young general, the arrow missed.

The silver-armored young general's long spear had just pierced the chest of a Xuehai Pass soldier in front of him, and he kicked him away. Just right, the arrow came.

"Puff!"

The arrow went straight into the silver-armored young general's face.

The silver-armored young general's body stiffened there. The tail feathers of the arrow in the face were of the Chu army's standard, which meant that this was an arrow shot by a Chu person.

"Plop!"

The silver-armored young general fell to the ground,

He was dead.

This was the battlefield, a battlefield of thousands of people or tens of thousands of people, and it was also the most real battlefield.

Here, even Fan Li, with his iron armor, was almost beheaded.

Here, even Zheng Boye often encountered arrows and inexplicably accurate stones.

The death of the silver-armored young general was not strange.

But his death told the later people a truth. Next time, before shouting "Who is the general? Dare to leave your name?", you should first say: "I am..."

That way,

At least you can report your name before you die, so you don't die so aggrieved.

On this side, Fan Li, who witnessed the silver-armored young general being shot with an arrow, did not have much emotional fluctuations. He felt that the guy was wearing such bright armor and was still learning to shout before the battle. He was simply a fool.

His master would never do such a stupid thing.

Then,

Fan Li raised his axe again,

Roaring:

"Kill!"

………

The Blind Man took out the orange from his pocket, then put it back, then took it out again, then put it back. The battle on the city wall was pulling, and he was also pulling here.

At this time, Gou Moli came to Liang Cheng's side.

Zheng Boye's command chariot was still behind. Liang Cheng's place was where all the orders of the army were issued.

"General Liang, my troops are about to lose their energy. First use arrows and catapults to open the way, and then let the second team go up."

Arrows opening the way meant letting arrows and catapults target the city wall in the middle, where the savages were still fighting with the Chu people.

What the Savage King meant was to clean them up together and let the soldiers of the second team rush up.

When he said this, he was very calm, as if the ones who died were not his own people.

Because he understood how long the pep talk he gave to those savages could last.

In fact, many savages had already revealed a state of hesitation, obviously they were sober.

The Savage King didn't care, so Liang Cheng, as the ancestor of the cold-blooded, would naturally not feel heartache.

He immediately ordered the arrows and catapults to strike the middle city wall.

The soldiers of the second team were also pressing forward howling.

And it was Gong Wang who led his son in person.

It could be said that these two generals who had just joined Zheng Boye were really giving face and were willing to pay the price.

Gongsun Zhi was still fighting on the city wall, and Gong Wang was already on his way.

Although everyone knew that the possibility of winning in one battle was not great, everyone understood even more that if this battle failed to achieve a breakthrough, it would be a long and torturous process to rebuild these siege weapons.

If there was a chance, who wouldn't want to fight for a permanent solution?

Furthermore,

The two generals personally led their troops to charge, which could be said to be giving enough face to the Dongshan Fort Chu army.

Arrows began to spread to the top of the city. At the same time, the catapults also began a new round of throwing. This time, what was thrown was burning balls with fire oil.

However, because of the uncertainty of the catapults, the range was still set a little further. Most of them actually fell into the city wall, and only a small part hit the city wall. You can't be too greedy, otherwise you are likely to hit your own people.

After the throwing ended, Gong Wang and his son personally led their troops to charge, replacing the savages' previous position. This wave happened to hit when the Chu people on the city wall were exhausted, suffered heavy losses, and the subsequent reinforcements had not been able to replenish them, so the effect was excellent.

Immediately, several gaps appeared on the city wall that were torn open by the Yan army. Taking advantage of the Chu people's declining momentum, Gongsun Zhi's troops, who had been in a state of fierce battle until now, finally succeeded in breaking through and gaining a foothold.

It can be said that,

The situation suddenly became clear!

"Boom!"

At this moment,

The Yan people's siege hammer also smashed open the city gate.

Seeing this scene, the Blind Man decisively took out the orange. The overall situation had been decided.

However,

Liang Cheng directly said:

"Yesterday, I deliberately left that wall, just to give the Chu people a thought and a fluke, so that they would not block the door. But in fact, the siege hammer had been used to smash it for so long before, but it did not open, which proves that the Chu people did not fall for this trick and blocked the city gate."

The Blind Man was holding an orange in his hand, wondering whether to eat it or not. He couldn't help but ask:

"So, what exactly do you mean?"

"It was the Chu people in the city who deliberately moved the obstacles blocking the door and opened the city gate."

The Blind Man hesitated for a moment and put the orange back. He didn't understand military affairs. In fact, each demon king had his own expertise. In terms of military affairs, the only one who could compare with the master, who had been personally trained by King Jingnan, was Liang Cheng.

But the Blind Man was clear that it was unlikely that the Chu people would voluntarily open the city gate to surrender.

Sure enough,

A loud horn sounded in Dongshan Fort,

Then,

A team of Chu cavalry rushed out of the city gate fearlessly, followed by a large number of Chu soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Liang Cheng actually smiled and said:

"I have always felt that the level of the Chu general in this city is good. Now it seems that it is indeed good. Instead of continuing to add oil to the tactics on the city wall, causing the situation to collapse step by step and eventually go out of control, it is better to open up a second battlefield and take the initiative to kill. As long as they can clear the front of the city wall, even if our army occupies the city wall, it will be meaningless. Not every general can have this kind of courage."

"Acheng, please pay attention to your butt."

"Um."

"You can tell me this kind of heroic words of appreciation for heroes, but remember not to tell the master. The master likes dead enemy heroes, not breathing ones."

Under the city wall, the Chu army's large-scale departure moved the battlefield from the city wall to under the city wall.

They formed formations, cooperated with each other, and were well-trained. Soon, they cleared a large area. As long as they pushed out a little further, they could completely isolate the Yan army that had already rushed to the city wall from the rear.

At the same time,

In the Chu army's outgoing team,

There was a golden flag,

Under the flag, there was an embroidered fire phoenix.

"The royal family?" Liang Cheng asked in confusion.