The end of the world begins with the king

587 Chapter 2
"Suppress the pace and go hand in hand..."

"Align with the middle command flag..."

"When approaching [-] steps, after the official gave the order, the front army charged and took a ladder to the wall..."

During the march of the imperial army, officers kept issuing orders to let the soldiers below know what they should do.

On the city walls, soldiers with bows and arrows are ready to release arrows when the enemy comes within range.

It's a pity that the number of bows and arrows is too small. The 500-man guard army has only [-] bows and no more than [-] arrows.

A military officer reminded: "Those people in front are wearing shields, and they will greet those behind them in a while!"

"My lord, the enemy army only has two hundred steps!"

"Stay steady..."

"My lord, the enemy army still has 150 steps..."

At this moment, a rapid drum sounded from the rear of the Imperial Army, which was a signal to charge.

"Come on..."

There was a loud roar from the opposite side, and the officers on the city wall also shouted the word "shoot the arrow".

They are condescending and can be easily aimed and shot.

In fact, the soldiers of the Imperial Army who were marching forward and backward all had shields on their heads at this moment, and the killing effect of the arrows was not obvious.

But the soldiers still kept firing their arrows, no matter how many shields were pushed up, there would always be times when flaws would be exposed.

In fact, just waiting for more than ten seconds, the flaw leaked out by itself.

Carrying a shield and carrying a ladder to charge, without repeated training, the high-speed running team can easily disperse.

Arrows roared, and soldiers were shot and killed, but the people behind did not hesitate, stepped over the corpses and continued to rush forward.

"rush……"

They roared as they rushed, and the city wall was already ahead.

On the city wall, crossbowmen kept firing arrows, and the rest of the people were ready to beat stones and roll logs, and some were taking wooden basins to pour boiling water.

"Come on!"

After paying nearly a hundred lives, the soldiers of the Forbidden Army finally rushed to Chongqing, but before they could stand up the ladder, they were scalded by the boiling water poured on the city wall.

"Hurry up and send the ladder to the city wall..." an officer roared angrily.

Immediately, another soldier stepped forward, picked up the ladder that fell on the ground, protected himself and set up the ladder again.

The boiling water came one after another, but this time the shield was tightly blocked, and only a little bit fell on the person, which could not cause too much damage.

Of course, this is from the overall situation, there is still some luck, and the second wave was scorched again.

But it is not easy to put the ladder on the city wall at a glance, after all, the people on the city wall are not dead.

At this time, the archers of the forbidden army can play a role, shooting arrows to suppress the defenders on the city wall.

There were screams from the city wall, and a young man who pushed down the ladder was shot and killed, so he could only make up for others to enter.

The corpse was dragged away, and someone added to the combat position, which was arranged in advance.

"Everyone, don't panic, the prince has sent reinforcements over, we will win!" The officer began to calm down.

"We are not afraid, these bastards want to grab our food, we will fight them desperately!"

Those who said these words were naturally the young men who had been recruited, and they were determined to fight to the death.

Of course, during the shouting, they did not idle at all, but tried their best to push down the ladders that had been built up.

"Let the arrows... let the arrows!" The officer on the city wall shouted.

The crossbowmen below let out arrows, exposing themselves from behind their shields, and now is a good opportunity to shoot.

But the crux of the problem is that the opponent has nearly a thousand bows, which is enough to easily suppress the archers on the city wall, causing casualties to the defenders.

Of course, in terms of the absolute number of casualties, the Forbidden Army must outnumber the defenders.

"Lao Cai, the sons and daughters have put the ladder on the city wall, and our army is only one step away from taking this city!" Looking ahead, Zhou Qing smiled.

"Once our army kills the city wall, how long do you think this gang of mobs can last?"

The situation of the battle was similar to what Zhou Qing had expected. He who was worried at first felt relieved now.

But Cai Yongkun was not so optimistic, but reminded: "It's too early to say victory or defeat, wait until the sons kill the city wall!"

After saying that, Cai Yongkun rode forward, wanting to get closer to the city wall so that he could see more clearly.

At this moment, on the city wall, one ladder after another was put on the city wall, and someone climbed up immediately behind.

At this time, there must be no slack in the slightest, otherwise the ladder that was built with great difficulty may be pushed down by the defenders.

The boiling water has been poured, and it will take time to boil a pot. At this moment, rolling wood and rocks are starting to play.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army climbing up were knocked down by the wood above their heads, and the people behind immediately made up for it and climbed up the city wall again.

"They must not be allowed to climb the city wall!" Ma Shan shouted loudly.

There was a lot of shouting and killing at the scene, and Ma Shan's voice could not be heard very far.

Fortunately, the officers had a tacit understanding with each other. When they heard Ma Shan's military order, they immediately continued to convey it to both sides.

"kill……"

More and more ladders climbed up the city wall, and after the imperial army rushed upwards desperately, and with the crossbowmen suppressing the top of the city, someone finally climbed up the city wall.

Of course, the soldiers of the Imperial Army who first climbed up the city wall were smashed into a sieve the next moment, and then fell down the ladder.

But then, more and more soldiers of the imperial army appeared on the city wall, and in some places, seven or eight soldiers rushed in one after another.

"Bastard, go to hell..." The young and strong raised their sticks and greeted the soldiers of the Imperial Army who climbed up the city wall.

"Kill these bastards..."

Some soldiers of the Imperial Army also shouted: "Brothers, rush in, good days are ahead!"

But on the city wall, after all, there are still many people on the side of the "Yong Army", and all the soldiers of the Imperial Army who rushed to the city wall in the early stage were killed.

These surviving young and strong people are by no means the mob that Zhou Qing said, let alone they have been organized.

"Keep the formation stable and never mess up..."

"The ones behind, continue to throw stones and logs..."

On and off the city wall, many corpses have been piled up, and both sides have suffered casualties.

"Brothers, our wives and children are behind us, we must not let these bastards in, we must resist!"

"Kill, grab food and grab girls..."

Shouts were heard from the top and bottom of the city wall, and the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Ma Shan led the reserve team and participated in "firefighting" everywhere, where he appeared in danger.

The battle has lasted for more than half an hour. Although the imperial army attacked the city wall, it was difficult for them to gain a firm foothold.

The soldiers guarding the city and the young and strong all broke out with extremely high will to fight, so that these soldiers of the imperial army could not take advantage of it at all.

"Brothers, protect our own city, kill..."

"kill……"

Hearing the roar on the city wall in the distance, Zhou Qing's face became even more ugly, and he only heard him pass an order to the person beside him: "Tell Zheng Song, if you can't attack the city wall within a moment, I will cut off his head!"

Zheng Song, the thousand households that Zhou Qing relied on the most, is currently supervising the battle at the front.

But when he gave the order, an arrow pierced Zheng Song's throat, causing him to fall to the ground in an instant.

"Master Qianhu, Lord Qianhu..."

Seeing that Qianhu had been shot, and looking at the corpses strewn all over the ground, the bloody and cruel war made some soldiers of the Imperial Army shrink back.

No matter how many benefits there are in entering the city, it only makes sense to survive by yourself.

Life is the most precious...

When the charging soldiers have this idea, they will not be able to charge forward. At this time, the supervising officer should correct them.

It is a pity that Qianhu Zheng Song died, and the on-site command system was in disorder.

There is a soldier who flinches, and there will be a second No.3 soon...

On the city wall, there are still soldiers of the Imperial Army fighting hard, only to hear a roar from above: "Drive them off the city wall!"

(End of this chapter)