The Queen's Engineering Army

Chapter 211
The smoke billows and the drums rumble.

A crowd of Pakistani soldiers rushed under the city wall, some carrying ladders and some carrying wooden shields, with the purpose of rushing up to occupy the city.

The Han army defending the city above smashed large stones down one after another. Under the huge momentum, even if they were supported by wooden shields, they would be seriously injured.

Because the wooden shield is used to defend against arrows, not against stones and logs.

War is like this, comrades fall, and those behind continue to rush up.

Then the Han army poured gold juice down. The hot golden juice is the cheapest and most lethal weapon for defending the city.

Once scalded, they will lose their combat effectiveness at that time, and the golden juice is feces, which will cause a large area of ​​​​infection in the wound, and finally they can only die in pain.

As brutal as it is, this is war.

Either you die, or I die, and I can't control so much.

on the hill.

Zhang Ping was dressed in black armor. He was riding on the horse with a calm gaze, watching the soldiers attacking the city with a gloomy expression.

I know that the siege failed today.

After watching for a while, Zhang Ping said in a deep voice, "The guard is not Xiong Hui."

Zhang Yuze was riding a horse, and missed half of the horse's head. He asked in confusion, "Why is the general so sure?"

"I understand Xiong Hui's law-abiding, and I will never defend the city in this way."

Zhang Ping sighed, referring to Xiong Hui's ability to defend the city with golden juice, but it would be more difficult to attack the city this way.

"This city guard is really despicable. When our army breaks the city, he will kill the guard and sacrifice the flag."

Lieutenant General Zhang Yuze was very angry when he saw this situation.

"Let's retreat, today's attack can't come down." After Zhang Ping finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and went down the hillside.

The drums were beaten to withdraw the troops. After the war, the number was counted and it was found that more than 700 people were missing.

But not so many people died on the battlefield today. At most, more than 400 people died in battle. Now people are panicking, and they don't want to die in vain, which proves that many of them escaped.

Zhang Ping soon discovered this situation, and all the dozen or so deserters he caught were beheaded before the battle.

Use this cruel method to suppress soldiers who want to escape.

Those soldiers who wanted to run felt fearful when they saw this method, and thought: retreating is death, it is better to charge forward and maybe still have a glimmer of life.

No one dared to run away.

For three consecutive days, they attacked the city non-stop every day.

Although the casualties of the Pakistani soldiers were heavy, the casualties of the Han army were also not small.

The huge trebuchet was only transported to the front line the next day. Many Han soldiers on the city wall were hit by the flying stones, and the casualties also rose sharply.

Shen Peng was very anxious, knowing that if the fight continued, it might not last for half a month.

He turned around and walked to a safe stone house under the city wall, where Li Erni was sitting.

This is a communication room during the war, and messages can be sent back and forth by carrier pigeons, and Li Erni personally sits here.

"Deputy Director Li, what do you think my lord said, there are really too many people on the other side, and the first step of the plan may have to be carried out in advance." Shen Peng said anxiously.

Li Erni calmed down, looked up, and said: "The lord said, let you hold on for a few more days, she will find a way to cut off the enemy's food and grass."

"Hey, all right." Shen Peng stomped his feet, the battle was urgent, he didn't have much to say, he turned and returned to the top of the city to command.

Horse King Valley.

It is the only way from Jiangcheng to the city. There are cliffs on both sides and a valley road in the middle.

Because the terrain is narrow, only a single grain truck can pass through, so the team is very long.

About a hundred bullock carts came from a distance, full of grain. ,

This is the grain transport convoy of Pakistan.

There were 500 farmers escorting them, and [-] soldiers in leather armor escorted the grain carts to ensure that they would not be robbed by ordinary bandits.

Although there is a lot of food, this food is enough for [-] troops to feed for a few days.

Marching and fighting, the most important thing is food and grass, which consumes a lot every day.

The country of Ba was already poor, and the government took a lot of effort to collect these food and grass.

"Kill!"

Suddenly there was a shout, and a group of people appeared above the valley road, apparently lying in ambush for a long time.

Not long after, many stones rolled down from above, followed by a rain of arrows.

This is in the territory of Pakistan. The soldiers protecting the food obviously did not expect that someone would rob the food. In addition, there were too many people robbing the food. Five or sixty people were killed or injured before they had time to react.

The people who came to rob food this time were the militiamen from Dae Seoul, more than 300 people, led by Chen Fu.

All of them are equipped with the latest upgraded version of the 'Mohist crossbow', which is more durable and powerful than the previous ones.

After the stones and arrows rained down, Chen Fu rushed down with his people, and the soldiers escorting the grain and grass in Baguo were shot down one by one like archery targets.

The remaining farmers who transported the grain had no combat effectiveness, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all ran back without commanding at all.

Chen Fu didn't chase after them either, and let them go.

Seeing the hundreds of ox carts full of grain, the militiaman next to him laughed and said, "This is a good time to make a fortune."

Chen Fu laughed and scolded: "It's worthless, this thing is considered rich? When we take down the capital of Ba, we will really get rich."

The militiamen widened their eyes and said, "To take down the capital of the Ba Kingdom, wouldn't it be necessary to destroy the Ba Kingdom's army? Can we do it?"

You must know that among the existing countries, unless there is an absolute military advantage, it is very difficult to destroy a country.

Chen Fu nodded firmly, "I believe my lord can do it."

I have stayed in Seoul for a long time, and I have a deep centripetal force here. Everyone will be proud of the strength of Seoul.

Chen Fu is not a recruited militia, but a hunter of this era.

Now his official position is not low, his wife has given birth to two children for him, he has a house, a job, and good benefits.

The living environment is also very satisfactory. This kind of life was unimaginable when I was a hunter.

This is all thanks to one person, Su Lin.

Chen Fu couldn't help but think of the scene when he saw Su Lin in the woods for the first time, but now the two people's identities are too different, which made Chen Fu sigh.

"Take all these grain carts away and transport them to Seoul by the small road." Chen Fu waved his hand and ordered.

You can't stay here for a long time. The farmer who ran away just now will definitely report to the Pakistani army and must leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad for the Pakistani army to chase over.

Outside the city, the Pakistan Army camp.

"What? The food truck was robbed?"

Lieutenant General Zhang Yuze rushed over angrily, grabbed the frightened farmer, and questioned him loudly.

"General, general, there are too many people on the other side, and the bows and crossbows they use are very powerful. Many brothers were killed and injured as soon as they came into contact. They can't stand it at all." The farmer cried.

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that the grain truck was robbed, and now I will put you under military law." Zhang Yuze said fiercely.

"No, no."

The farmer was terrified. If he really followed the military law, he would be beheaded.

"Let him go." Zhang Ping's slightly aged voice came from behind.

Zhang Yuze turned his head in doubt, knowing that Zhang Ping's military law is very strict, why did he change his temper today?

"Thank you, General, thank you, General." The farmer kowtowed to thank him as if he had been pardoned.

"Go down." Zhang Ping sat on the main seat and waved his hand feebly.

"Here..." The farmer didn't doubt that he was there, and hurried out of the tent.

Zhang Yuze didn't care about the farmer anymore, he turned around and clasped his hands and said anxiously, "General, what should we do if the grain truck is robbed? Even if the grain truck is robbed, we will starve to death even if we re-mobilize grain and grass from Jiangcheng."

Zhang Ping didn't speak, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face looked a little lifeless.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his eyes burst into light.

As if full of fighting spirit, Zhang Ping stood up, walked to Zhang Yuze, and said in a deep voice, "In this case, we can only fight to the death."

"General!"

Zhang Yuze was a little moved, knowing that the God of War in Pakistan had returned.

Zhang Ping looked outside the tent, and said in a deep voice: "This battle is related to the national destiny of our Ba Kingdom. If you win, you will be safe. If you lose..."

After thinking about it, he smiled wryly, "If you lose, you will lose everything."

Zhang Yuze felt very sad when he heard this. The Ba Kingdom is too weak. This time the attack on Dacheng has already been done with all the strength of the whole country. If it loses, it will be a piece of fat, and anyone can come up and take a bite.

For Pakistan, we must fight on.

(End of this chapter)