The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The sky is high and the clouds are vast.

As far as the eye can see, the blue of the sky and the green of the fields smoothly transition, without distinction between you and me.

The breeze brings a little noisy sound.

More and more black spots appear between the intersection of blue and green.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of war drums.

It was as if the fast-forward switch was pressed.

All the enemies and us ran quickly.

The flexible little fat man shouted loudly while running to the city wall.

"Yan's army, listen to the order! Remember what I said, don't forget a word!"

The Yan's army was nervous and orderly. Hearing this, they couldn't help but think of the words of their young general.

There are thousands of merits, but saving lives is important.

If you have a life left, are you afraid of not having merits?

The battlefield is a meat grinder, and the meat wrapped in it will always be broken.

Tactical positioning, keep the formation.

Don't kill too much! All actions depend on the command!

Remember the hand language of the flag.

Follow your team leader!

The Yan family soldiers standing at the back had gloomy faces.

The spears in their hands were tightly clenched and sweaty.

They had fought with the Western Rong before, but this was the first time they had fought on such a large scale.

They were inevitably unsure.

They could only recite General Yan's slogans over and over again.

As they recited, they either forgot this or got that wrong.

They simply stopped reciting, staring at their team leader with their whole body tense and unblinking.

The team leaders were under more pressure.

The spear team would not rush out immediately. The first to attack was the crossbow team, which suppressed the speed of the opponent's charge with a large number of bows and arrows, disrupting the enemy's formation, providing them with a better tactical vision and a more suitable time to attack.

The enemy was in chaos, but I was not.

I had to be steady and ruthless.

The team leader also recited in his heart, looking at the rebel army with eyes like a hawk.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Thousands of arrows flew in opposite directions.

The rebels wanted to shoot the Guanzhou army so that they could not show their heads inside the city wall.

The defenders had to shoot quickly in order to kill the enemy's brave soldiers who ran faster than horses.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Catapult attack!

Stones of gradually standardized sizes flew into the sky, and after reaching a critical point, they quickly landed, and the anchor point was the enemy's catapult that was almost the same size.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat quickly!"

The general who commanded the catapult shouted at the top of his lungs.

They were only one step away from throwing stones, but they had no choice but to give up this round of attack. Several people worked together to pull the catapult back quickly.

"Put on the kerosene!"

The general was furious because he did not win this wave, so he decided to use his trump card in advance.

The soldiers holding the kerosene barrels moved flexibly among their comrades.

Kerosene is a bit dangerous, and it is usually placed in a hidden and safe place.

It was used as it was, there was no way to prepare it in advance.

The stone was covered with a layer of sticky mud, and rolled in small stones for a while, and finally poured with kerosene.

The stone was completely changed, and it probably never thought that it would have the opportunity to gain weight in an alternative way after being knocked from a big stone to a mediocre stone...

"Prepare for the stone!" The stone was put on.

"Anchor!" Aim at the target.

"Ignite!" Burn, burn! (Stone Boy: Transform!)

"Fire!" The flint attacked!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Hit!

The naked eye could see that a catapult of the rebel army was burning.

The burning fire was the source of their excitement.

Everyone cheered.

"Who just anchored it? It was damn accurate!" The general who gave the order grinned. "Come again, come again!"

He glanced at the newly arrived small camp not far away.

He shook his head secretly, looking at the nervousness of the new recruits. Don't be scared to drop your pants when you charge over.

"Battery! The rebels' battering ram is coming!"

"Fire the rocket! Hurry!"

The archers quickly changed their arrows.

The rebels seized the opportunity in this short gap and advanced more than ten feet.

Yan Yu's eyebrows were knotted.

This is too slow.

The rebels' battering ram is bigger and taller than the one Yan Yu had captured before.

The advantage is definitely that there are more soldiers hidden. As for the disadvantage, it is probably inconvenient to move and the speed is a bit slow.

But this process of advancing steadily with an unmatched momentum has really put a lot of pressure on the soldiers on the battlefield.

The rebels hiding in the battering rams have archers and swordsmen, and they cooperate well in long-range and close combat. They are covered with thick cowhide, which can block sharp blades and are not afraid of fire attacks.

Yan Yu also heard that the rebels' battering rams were loaded with a thick and long log with a sharp tip at the front. Once the battering rams rushed to the gate, the log would bang and bang, and the gate of the city gate could not withstand a few hits.

The battering rams could not be allowed to rush over.

The Yan family army formulated special tactics for battering rams.

The ladders of the Yan family army moved, and there were also a large number of catapults advancing with them.

The latter advanced while loading catapults. The person who served as the eyes of the catapult stood on the narrow wooden pole of the body, holding the pole with one hand, shaking his body constantly, and gesturing in the air with the other hand.

Yan Yu looked forward to it.

He stared at the bottom with his eyes.

"Stop!"

The person who shook his head holding the pole finally stopped shaking and shouted loudly!

One catapult stopped, and then all the catapults stopped one after another.

"Release!"

"Release!" "Release!"

The voices came one after another, and the difference between the front and the back was almost the same.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!"

The sound of a series of stones falling to the ground.

"Not a single one of them hit?!"

I don't know who it was, but he spoke out the thoughts of all the Guanzhou soldiers with a loud voice.

What the hell is this!

"I can piss more accurately than them!"

This guy is still complaining.

Everyone agreed with him. If they were not fighting at this time, they would really like to agree with him.

The dust dispersed.

The man who just spoke quickly almost wanted to slap himself in the face.

"Damn, it turns out to be blocking the battering ram! Hey! Why didn't I think of it!"

I saw that the stones thrown by the catapults of Xiao'anying were very concentrated in the front, left and right directions of the battering rams, forming a surrounding trend, blocking several battering rams.

Stone boys: Hey! Big charge, you are surrounded!

The battering ram was forced to stop.

The ladder of Xiao'anying arrived at the battlefield.

Within the range.

I am tall and the enemy is short.

The advantage is mine!

The arrows shot past, pressing the people in the battering rams tightly inside, and they dared not show their heads.

"Raise your shields, follow me!"

The one who led the charge was Luo Er.

He called on others to raise their shields, and he himself held two swords in his hands.

When he got close, the shieldman had not yet arrived, so he opened a hole in the car and thrust a long spear out of it.

Luo Er had a gloomy face, and slashed at it with his right sword without mercy.

The tip of the spear tilted, and the gap was exposed.

Luo Er's left hand sword left his hand, and he pushed the ground with his feet, combining the bow and the horse.

A long sword whistled through the air.

It stabbed into the briefly exposed gap accurately and fiercely.

"Ah!"

A dull cry of pain came from the cowhide.

The shieldman arrived, and squatted instead of standing.

He took the flying hook from his waist and swooshed it on the cowhide.

If he was lucky, he would hook it in one go.

If he was unlucky, he would do it a few more times.

Once it was hooked, the shieldman would step on the other end of the flying hook and press it with the weight of his whole body.

The helper quickly entered the scene.

Several people pull together.

You can't tear the cowhide, but you can uncover it.

Without any cover, the people in the car are sitting ducks.

As for the battle, it's all just my imagination~

Don't take it too seriously.

I had fun writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it~

I love you guys(`)