Three Kingdoms

Yang Bai was almost going crazy!

I have seen people siege cities and fortresses, but I have never seen General Zhengxi siege cities and fortresses like this...

What the hell is this thing called?

Normal siege of a city does not involve whistling arrows in the air, and then attacking the city on the ground like a tide, splattering blood and flesh on the solid city walls and camps. The sounds of fighting and screams cut through the sky, and the blood remains. The one whose limbs are spread all over the earth?

It would be like this. Except for the clanking sounds of wood cutting and erection and the sound of dragging and lifting wood, it was as calm as a construction site...

What the hell is this thing called?

Yang Bai couldn't figure it out and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Has anyone seen the defenders being suppressed and unable to move, and then the attackers moving about underneath them?

If he said he was going out, no one would believe him.

However, this is the reality.

Yang Bai half-crouched under the crenellations of the village wall and looked at each other with dozens of soldiers who were also half-crouching. He could clearly hear the soldiers of General Zhengxi advancing along the mountain wall while erecting wooden frames. But there is no effective countermeasure capability...

Yang Bai quickly stuck his head out from the crenel, took a glance, and then quickly retracted it. The time it took for him to go back and forth was no more than a second at most, but two crossbow arrows roared towards him, one after another. The crossbow arrows made a "buzz" sound, grazing the crenel and flew in. One of them hit the rocks at the crenel with a "pop" sound. A few pieces of gravel were pierced in the fire, and the bullets fell. go back!

If this was delayed for a moment, he might be penetrated through the head and die on the spot!

"Where's the rolling stone! Where's the hammer! And there's a fire cage! Damn, it's almost up to my nose!"

Yang Bai sat under the crenel, pulling his neck and roaring, his heart could not stop beating wildly. No matter who it is, if you dare to test on the edge of death, if you do too much, it will either make you crazy or collapse...

Originally, in such terrain, the defender's archers should have played a great role, but when faced with the powerful crossbowmen of General Zhengxi, they suffered a heavy loss.

The specific geographical environment created the geographical advantage of the military village, but now this advantage has become an invisible restriction for Yang Bai's defenders. It is more than ten meters wide and has only a few crenels. As soon as the archer exposed half of his body and prepared to open his bow to shoot, the Zhengxi crossbowman who had already had his sights lifted from the bottom up, shot his arrow into the soul...

A surface of more than ten meters is spread out, and then there are twenty, thirty, or more crossbows taking aim. Whoever shows his head will be unlucky. Even if he has a shield, it may not be effective. Under such circumstances, even showing his head to watch Judging from the situation, they are all testing on the edge of death. In this case, can Yang Bai and the defenders of Junzhai not feel aggrieved?

General Zhengxi did not directly send soldiers to attack the city. Instead, he continued to build wooden frames along one side of the mountain wall, spreading forward step by step. Although the progress was not very fast, the wooden frames spread to the village wall. , that is, it is a matter of time. Once the wooden frame is really laid on the village wall, it goes without saying that everyone will understand what will happen.

Although there is a geographical advantage above the military stronghold, General Zhengxi's Qianzhangqiang crossbow has a longer range, but it makes up for this gap in range. The area that the archers on the wall of the stronghold can shoot, General Zhengxi The crossbowman can also be obtained by counterattack.

And in terms of power, the archer may be tired or his hands are slippery, and it is not necessarily possible to ensure that the strength of the bow and arrow fired every time is exactly the same, but the crossbow bolts fired by the strong crossbowman are basically is maintained at the same intensity.

The point is that the crossbow can maintain a longer preview and does not have to draw the bow to shoot like an archer. Most of the archers who were exposed on the wall had their upper bodies exposed and were not wearing heavy armor. For the three-sided crossbow arrows equipped by General Zhengxi's strong crossbowmen, they had almost no defensive capabilities at all. As long as they were shot It's basically a one-hit kill. Even if you're lucky and don't die on the spot, you'll still be seriously injured and unable to continue fighting.

However, the strong crossbowmen of General Zhengxi, under the cover of the mountain wall and thick wooden piles, did not suffer much losses. Under the ebb and flow, the archers accompanying Yang Bai's defenders died or died one by one. After being seriously injured, Yang Bai gradually lost his long-range strike ability, which almost meant that he lost the ability to control the scene. He could only attack through falling trees and falling rocks and delay the progress of General Zhengxi's project.

But rolling stones and beating trees also had little effect.

Because the wooden frame built by the soldiers of General Zhengxi was not at right angles, but at an inclined angle. When the rolling stone hit it, it was basically removed to the side. For the soldiers of Zhengxi at the front of the wooden frame, , there was not much direct damage at all, but it was the rolling stones and trees that fell a certain distance and bounced back on the mountain wall, causing some casualties.

However, with the spread of wooden frames and the erection of long wooden fences, the lethality of rolling stones and hammers is gradually declining. More often, I just listen to the sound, and then watch the rolling stones and hammers going back and forth among the wooden fences and stone walls. Collision, jumping and finally falling under the cliff...

But a little lethality is better than nothing. You can't just do nothing and watch General Zhengxi lay the wooden frames on the wall, right?

"Report to Sima..." A soldier squatted and moved over and said, "I have sent people to urge me, but... it is not easy to cut down the wood. Please ask the general to send more people..."

On the watershed military stronghold, there was no expectation that someone would attack. The reserves of some rolling stones and wood were already very good. There was not much base at all. After a few waves, there was no follow-up and the only option was to cut down again.

"... We need to send more manpower... Damn it... I need to send more manpower. Look at Zhengxi, those are the only ones lifting the wood... You tell me... why are you guys just hanging the wood? There are only a dozen people! What the hell are they doing for food!" Yang Bai pointed his hand under the military stronghold and shouted depressedly.

Wood and bamboo are all over the mountains and plains, so it is not difficult to get them. Although the stone walls on both sides of this section of the mountain road are towering, the mountainsides in the distance are full of trees.

The soldiers of Zhengxi tied ropes and hung them down the valley. They kept cutting down the trees and removed the branches and leaves. Then they tied them with ropes and hung them up the mountain road. In addition, they did not know that the soldiers of General Zhengxi had such magical power. Or maybe some method unknown to Yang Bai was used. Anyway, he just saw more than a dozen groups of ropes hanging side by side on the cliff in the distance, and then only one or two people were needed to hoist the entire tree...

The defenders of the military camp also swore helplessly: "...this...that son of a turtle is lazy, I will strike him to death with thunder from the sky..."

Yang Bai was furious and cursed: "Get out! Go ahead and push me!"

Damn it, what is this?

How can I defend this military stronghold!

"Damn it! Damn it!" Yang Bai patted the crenel with his hand, but did not dare to stick his head out again, "What should I do? What should I do? Could it be that..."

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Yang Bai was puzzled, but Fei Qian knew very well that in fact many things are not difficult. For example, fixed pulleys have been used in China for a hundred or two hundred years, but adding another one becomes a movable pulley, or something more complicated becomes a movable pulley. The pulley block will not come until much later, even in the industrial era...

The total height difference between the military villages in the watershed is less than ten meters. Although this is indeed an insurmountable height for ordinary people in the Han Dynasty, for people like Fei Qian, who is used to seeing dozens of meters in later generations, , or even people who go up to a hundred meters high building, isn't this the height of two or three floors?

It's not cost-effective to attack the military stronghold head-on, so just build a scaffolding to pave the way!

Fei Qian was still thinking, if the quality of the steel passes the standard that day, can we get a tower crane to lift it out?

The most important thing is that the terrain is suitable. Both sides of the military stronghold are backed by stone walls, and there is no trench or anything in the middle. With a stable attachment like the stone wall, one side is freed up as a passage for rolling stones and wood, and adding a support in front. The mud on the surface of the diagonal wooden frame has strong resistance to rolling stones or rocket fire cages.

"Junhou, in two days, we can put up the stronghold wall..." Xu Huang stood aside and said as he looked at the wooden frame spreading towards the military stronghold.

"Yes, it will be almost done in two days..." Fei Qian nodded and said, "If the defenders are not willing to fight to the death with us after setting up the wall, then what will they do now?"

Li Ru coughed lightly, folded his leather robe and said, "The rain stopped yesterday and the mountains are getting dry. Be careful with candles..."

Fei Qian nodded and smiled without saying a word.

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The night is falling, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

In the Han Dynasty, when there was no artificial lighting except for natural light sources, the secretion of melatonin was always at a very high level, so most people would fall asleep quickly at night.

Except for a few people.

Under the cold moonlight, more than a dozen figures crawled out from the military camp, and slowly slid down along the hanging rope...

It's not that Yang Bai doesn't want to open the village gate, or that he doesn't want to send more people, it's just that due to geographical constraints, he can only deploy so many troops at one time.

Although there is a gate in the village, when it was first built, I never thought that I would encounter an attack pattern like Fei Qian's. Therefore, normally, in order to reduce the risk of being breached by a car from the front, the gate of the military village was deliberately made narrow. It is to accommodate two people walking side by side, and at the same time, in order to improve the protection of the village gate, they even use a whole stone slab as the gate. However, such a stone gate is easy to put down, and it takes more than two or three minutes to hang it up again. It can be done.

So now that Yang Bai wants to send people out of the stronghold, there is no other way except hanging down the rope.

Since rolling stones and wood could not destroy the wooden frame built by General Zhengxi's soldiers, they could only discredit the raid, pour kerosene on it, and burn it!

There is no other way.

In the dark night, the soldiers hanging down from the military camp first lay on the ground, listening quietly with their ears raised...

It was so quiet that even the insects seemed to have gone to rest. Apart from the beating of my own heartbeat like a drum, there was no other sound.

The wooden frame built by General Zhengxi stood quietly on the edge of the stone wall, like a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open, making people shudder.

Fortunately, General Zhengxi on the opposite side seemed to have no defense. There were only a few sparse torches, which could not take care of the entire wooden frame.

Qu Chang, who led the raid, gritted his teeth and looked back at the military village. Under the light of a few scattered torches on the wall of the military village, Yang Bai kept waving his hands forward at the crenel...

"Turtle son..."

Qu Chang cursed secretly, then bent down and used his hands and feet to touch forward. Several soldiers also quickly followed Qu Chang, huddled in the shadows, and moved forward silently.

Where is the wooden frame?

Yes, the rock wall on the left...

There were floating clouds in the sky, and at some point the moon got into the large thin clouds, making it look particularly hazy. The whole world suddenly dimmed, adding a third degree of mystery.

Touch a section, pause, listen, then when there is no movement, touch another section, and so on. Qu Chang felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the pounding seemed to be echoing within the mountain wall...

It's almost there! It's almost there!

There was a muffled sound of "dong".

Qu Chang, who was touching forward, suddenly bumped into something and immediately sat down on the ground.

"Could it be that we have reached the end of the field?"

Although there was dim moonlight, Qu Chang, who was shrinking in the shadow of the mountain wall, couldn't see clearly what was in front of him for a while, so he couldn't help but reach out and touch it...

"Huh? Huh!" The sudden voice sounded like a thunderbolt in the quiet night, "Hey! Brat! Touch that!"

Qu Chang turned pale with fright. He was so frightened that he raised his knife to chop, but there was no time. Before he could lift the knife, he was kicked over by someone, and then someone stepped on his neck and pressed him to the ground.

Qu Chang was still waiting to resist, but he heard screams from the left and right, and many of the more than ten soldiers who had sneaked out were captured. He let out a long sigh, stopped moving, closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Marquis, do you think these fools are stupid? They are like blind men. We are standing here, still can't see, and we are still touching..." said a soldier of General Zhengxi.

"Well, these are all illnesses..." Gong Jun, who stepped on Qu Chang's neck, replied casually.

If someone hadn't stepped on his neck, Qu Chang would probably jump up and counterattack by saying, "You are the only one who is sick..."

"Okay, tie them all up... They are all a bunch of blind thieves from home who have no eyes, and they got caught in the net... First, we took out the bamboo tubes on their waists... I guess they brought kerosene..." Gong Jun ordered.

Qu Chang, who was tied up by Wu Hua Da, couldn't figure it out. Listening to the tone of the soldiers from Zhengxi, it seemed that these people from General Zhengxi could see at night?

How can this be?

Qu Chang was puzzled. He really didn't see it!

But why can General Zhengxi's soldiers be seen? !

Without a torch, how could we see the surrounding things clearly with just the moonlight?

What exactly happened here?

Isn't it rare that General Zhengxi's men are all monsters?

Oh my god, am I going to be eaten alive?