I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

"The enemy is attacking the city, soldiers, take your positions!"

A soldier galloped and shouted on the city wall. Fang Yi's face suddenly changed drastically. He turned around quickly and walked quickly back to the section of the city wall he was responsible for defending.

Looking up and far away, a strong shock hits my heart.

Outside the city, I saw tens of thousands of soldiers divided into various camps, like a dark cloud pressing down, rushing towards the city wall.

As the army marched, it seemed as if a dark cloud was rolling in, but in the intensive changes of formation, they maintained amazing order and discipline, and as the rhythm of the drums was adjusted, new formations were constantly intertwined.

This was the first time Fang Yi witnessed the might of the military formation, and also the first time he experienced the captivating aura that was like a roaring dragon.

In this vast battlefield, amidst the complex noise, no matter how loud your voice is, your shout cannot be heard more than ten meters away.

The deployment of the battle formation depends entirely on the command and control of the heavy drum.

The length and speed of the drum beats each have specific command meanings.

Before the battle, each unit had received a clear battle plan and made flexible adjustments based on the changes in the drum beats.

This is precisely the key reason why armies were easily besieged and annihilated in ancient battles - the delay in information transmission.

Once the vanguard and the rear guard are too far apart or separated, the drum's commands become ineffective, and the soldiers become like headless flies, at a loss.

This also became the most striking contrast between laxity and rigor in military discipline.

Before the battle even started, the army was thrown into disarray just because of the chaotic drumbeats. How could such an army expect to return victorious?

Fang Yi deeply agrees with this.

Even at a concert in peacetime, without maintaining order, chaos can lead to serious stampedes.

Therefore, from this point of view alone, Daishan was indeed a general who was strict in military discipline.

Facing the surging and roaring army, thousands of archers were lined up at the front line.

When they rushed to within a hundred steps of the Yunzhou city wall, more than a thousand archers suddenly stopped, drew their longbows, pointed their arrows at an angle, and were ready to shoot.

"Swish, swish, swish..." The bowstrings sounded together, and arrows flew like dark clouds pressing down on the city, densely covering the sky and heading straight for the top of the city wall.

"Raise your shields!" "Archers, shoot!" Fang Yi, the deputy general of Qingjiu Camp who was guarding the south gate of the city, loudly gave the order to counterattack from the top of the city wall.

Following Fang Yi's order, the shield soldiers raised their thick shields and built a barrier for the archers.

Arrows hit the shields one after another, making loud noises like hail hitting windows, while others hit the solid stone walls, splashing out strings of dazzling sparks.

The battle to defend our homeland has officially begun.

Just as the arrows were whistling towards them like a torrential rain, the guards on the city wall who had no time to dodge were ruthlessly nailed to the spot by the arrows. The dull sound of the arrows piercing their flesh and their sorrowful wails foreshadowed that the cruel prelude to this defensive battle had begun.

Fang Yi witnessed with his own eyes a warrior from Yunzhou being shot through the left eye by an arrow, with the tip of the arrow going out from the back of his head.

The scene of blood and tears made his breathing quicken involuntarily. He was not afraid, but only had endless anger!

He was originally an ordinary citizen, working from sunrise to sunset just to provide enough food and clothing for the old and young in his family.

Now I climbed up the city wall just to prevent the bandits from breaking into the city and my family from becoming prey.

He bravely chose to fight to protect his family and the land, but fell in the first wave of attacks.

Gazing at the heroically sacrificed Yunzhou soldier, Fang Yi's eyes were once again filled with murderous intent as he looked outside the city.

After shooting three consecutive arrows, the thousand archers quickly retreated because the counterattack on the city wall had begun.

"Archers, projectiles!" Fang Yi's order was given, and the archers on the city wall began to counterattack.

With the help of the towering city walls, the distance of the projectiles far exceeded that of the archers outside the city.

As the bowstrings on the city wall vibrated, arrows rose into the air, making sharp whistling sounds, and chased the quickly retreating enemy archers like raindrops.

Wailing sounds were heard one after another. Even though the retreat was quick, more than a hundred people still fell under this hail of arrows.

After Fang Yi shot and killed another enemy soldier, he carried the bow on his back.

Thanks to the skill blessing of "Power of the Overlord" in his body, although his archery skills are not extraordinary, he can still be said to have never missed his target.

After the first arrow missed, he reloaded his arrows at twice the speed of others and shot and killed three enemies in succession.

As the archers retreated, a large number of soldiers armed with spears and battering rams advanced bravely. The deafening roars made people's hearts beat wildly and their ears buzzed.

Outside the gate of Yunzhou ancient city, there is a moat about ten meters wide. The water of the moat comes from the nearby Nanchuan River and flows gently.

However, before the war started, Daishan acted wisely and ordered his men to cut off the source of the moat.

At this time, the enemy army surged like an ant swarm. The soldiers carried ladders on their shoulders and guarded heavy ramming equipment. They walked across the riverbed which was sparkling in the past but now covered with dust, and headed straight for the Yunzhou city wall with great momentum.

"Longbowmen, aim at the enemy in the distance and shoot!"

Fang Yi stood on the top of the city wall, gave orders in a deep voice, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Shortbowmen, target the approaching enemy, shoot at low altitude!"

As soon as the order was issued, arrows poured out from the city walls like locusts. The longbowmen relied on their extremely long range to shoot arrows whistling straight through the area more than thirty feet away. After a rain of arrows, hundreds of enemy soldiers fell to the ground.

The shortbowmen killed the nearby enemies with lightning speed and precision. Every arrow hit the target and the enemy became a target.

"Shhhhhh!"

The vibration of the bowstrings and the sound of arrows breaking through the air intertwined like the music of death, and a large number of soldiers fell in the enemy camp.

Fang Yi held a longbow, which was unique. He did not blindly pursue numbers, but calmly chose centurions and other officers in the enemy army as targets. His arrows never missed their targets. Another enemy centurion fell to the ground. This was the third one he had knocked down.

Arrows rained down from the city walls, causing heavy casualties to the enemy. Hundreds of warriors' robes were stained with blood, and the offensive was forced to slow down. Seeing this, the defenders on the city walls became more motivated and drew their bows and arrows faster and faster.

The archers even ignored their own safety and leaned out of the arrow stacks, vowing to turn every arrow into an invitation to death and shoot it at the enemy troops approaching the city wall.

The enemy formation was tight, and facing the rain of arrows, they cried out and fell like autumn leaves.

In a blink of an eye, five or six hundred enemy soldiers died on the battlefield.

Fang Yi was even more tireless. He endured the severe pain in his fingers and continued to shoot the enemy generals attacking from a distance.

However, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

The drumbeats in the enemy camp suddenly changed. Fang Yi noticed it keenly and looked towards the change.

Under the new rhythm of drums, the charging enemy troops retreated to the two wings quickly like a tide. About two thousand soldiers holding huge shields formed an iron wall and advanced forward like a raging wave, approaching the city wall.

The ladder troops that had originally retreated, under the cover of the giant shield, gathered again, like beasts in the dark night, using the protection of the shield to launch a more violent attack on the city wall. Fang Yi's face was solemn, and the advantage just now seemed to disappear in an instant.