The Prodigal Son of the Empire

At this time, other scattered ladders had already been hung on the city wall.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

A series of arrows were nailed to Yue Bing's body, and they fell down with screams.

In the war in the era of cold weapons, everything is blood Linlin's...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wang Kang is still beating the drum!

Even though his arms were a little sore and numb at the moment, he still didn't stop.

This is the first battle, and we must resist, otherwise our morale will collapse, and it will be even more difficult afterwards.

And behind the soldiers, he knocked out the thunderous battle drums, which was the greatest encouragement!

The defense of the city has been drilled many times, and all kinds of armaments have been prepared in advance.

Feng'an City is a border city. It was originally built to prevent war. There is only one main entrance and one small auxiliary entrance!

These two doors have been completely sealed, and there are huge stones and huge logs inside.

There are platforms on the surrounding walls for defense.

Today, the main offensive of the Vietnamese army is the main gate.

Thousands of people are assigned to each area, and each has a thousand people to command!

The battle has lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the casualties on both sides are increasing.

Especially the Vietnamese soldiers, as the siege party, they are destined to pay a lot.

There were already piles of corpses under the city wall, but the offensive of the Yue soldiers remained unabated.

There is constant input of troops.

The entire front wall of Feng'an City is already lined with climbing ladders, and several cloud ladders have already approached.

The first Vietnamese soldiers were about to reach the city wall.

There are too many people, and it is difficult to solve them by shooting alone.

Many archers can't even lift their arms. At this moment, it's time to compete for perseverance!

Because they don't have too many personnel to add!

"Isn't your lord still throwing stones?"

"hold on!"

Thousands of generals Ding Qian looked down here.

At this moment, all the Yue soldiers climbing the ladder are almost on the city wall!

"Everyone obey orders, throw stones!"

"One or two!"

Hearing the order, the soldiers guarding the city lifted the boulders under their feet and smashed them down!

"what!"

After the boulders were thrown down, the Yue soldiers on the ladder were smashed row by row, like dumplings, and fell down in unison.

In an instant, a vacuum zone was formed.

"Quick, continue to move the stone!"

The space on the city wall is limited, and there is only so much room for stones, so you have to continue to replenish it after you use it.

And under the city, there are special stone transporters, these people are the soldiers who descended from the Yue soldiers.

Under Wang Kang's arrangement, he worked as a coolie.

The stone does not need to be moved up quickly one by one. Wang Kang made a sliding group on the city wall. As long as someone pulls it down, it can go up.

Greatly improve efficiency.

Although the battle is chaotic, everyone is performing their duties. At present, it is only a one-sided city wall, and the pressure is not too great.

"No, the crash car is coming!"

Someone shouted, taking advantage of the gap, the ramming car of the Yue soldiers was about to be pushed to the bottom of the city.

The crash car is made of wood, and it is difficult to destroy it with arrows.

Seeing this, Ding Qian yelled: "Get ready for the petrol bottle, throw it on the impact car for me!"

Immediately, a dozen soldiers picked up a bottle in the basket under their feet and smashed it down from above.

Dozens of bottles were smashed and shattered, and the oil inside filled the impact vehicle.

This kerosene bottle is also a small invention of Wang Kang, and what is placed in it is the oil collected from salvage.

An oil bottle shattered, and a pungent smell filled the air instantly.

The soldier pushing the impact vehicle immediately changed expression.

"No, this is kerosene!"

However, at this moment, several rockets shot over from above.

The impact car was covered with kerosene, and at this moment, it was burning violently...

"damn it!"

The siege general of the Vietnamese army cursed secretly, and immediately shouted: "My lord, hurry up, my lord, no one has climbed the city wall for such a long time."

This is just a small episode.

The war was still going on, and the Vietnamese soldiers went on and on, trying to climb the city wall.

And our own side is constantly blocking, so the cycle.

But because of the perfect preparations in advance, at least for now, it is still within the controllable range.

Of course this is just the beginning.