Chapter 471 - 335: War (Part 2)
Wei Junzhuo commanded the Wei Army composedly to resist the catapults and arrows. With him there, the Wei Army gradually calmed down.
Rong Heng had been sieging the city for five days. Siege engines were not something that could be built in a day. Wei Junzhuo, with great foresight, had all the trees within twenty miles outside Qingzhou City cut down, fortifying the defenses, preparing for the siege from Yan Country.
Today was the first time Rong Heng used human lives to desperately cover and deploy the catapults to break down the city walls.
Blood splattered everywhere, arrows clashed, both sides exchanged blows, the battlefield was brutal and chaotic, yet every one of Rong Heng’s orders from the rear was calm and flawless.
He kept his gaze fixed on the catapults from Yan Country, his eyes sharp: "Since they’re here, don’t let them leave, let Mu Jun charge!"
A squad of Wei soldiers suddenly appeared on one side of the city wall, clad in dark heavy armor.
There were only a few hundred Wei soldiers, but each wielded a short axe, and they were unstoppable among the Dayan Army, fiercely cutting a bloody path.
Their goal was to destroy the catapults!
The ordinary Yan border army and auxiliary soldiers protecting the arrow towers and catapults were no match for them. At this moment, both sides were in a long-range confrontation, with the main forces of Yan Country still a distance away from the catapults.
Just as they were about to reach the catapults, the sound of horse hooves echoed across the battlefield.
Mu Jun led the charge with a curved blade in hand, followed by three thousand audacious Dingyuan Army cavalry, appearing like a whirlwind from both sides of the battlefield.
The Dingyuan Iron Cavalry wielded broad beheading blades, and in a mere encounter, the heads of those heavily armored Wei soldiers were severed, flying into the air.
"Did the Prince foresee those axe-wielding soldiers and have General Mu Jun, who wasn’t participating in the siege, ambush the cavalry outside the city?" a general couldn’t help but ask upon seeing this scene.
Rong Heng looked calm and even disdainfully glanced at the general before saying:
"The damage a catapult can inflict on the city walls is nearly irreversible in the short term. Any sensible general would want to destroy it, and sending an elite squad for a raid is the simplest method. Mu Jun’s cavalry can’t be used for the siege, so they’re stationed by the catapults to protect them, lying in wait."
"What’s coming next is the real show."
The sounds of drums and horns from behind the front line abruptly changed, and under the cover of the catapults, the arrow towers and Cloud Ladders finally reached the walls of Qingzhou City!
As the first wave of soldiers attacking the city, these warriors faced near-certain death, but they had long placed life and death aside!
Behind them, the King’s Flag of Prince Xiang of Dayan fluttered in the wind, spurring them to sacrifice their lives and keep advancing.
This was the true siege, a real human wave tactic, paving a bloody path of attacking the city with the soldiers’ lives.
Rong Heng watched this scene with an impassive face, his dark pupils clearly reflecting the blood and fire before him. He took a deep breath and issued another order:
"Advance the Commander’s Chariot, have the auxiliary soldiers cover the archers, the whole army attacks the city!"
That battle raged from dawn until dusk.
The sky grew dim, thick clouds gathered, snowflakes drifted down, and every flake that touched the ground or a person would be melted by the scorching blood.
The area beneath the walls of Qingzhou City was piled with the corpses of Yan soldiers, and the thick blue city walls were stained red with blood.
At this moment, Su Yi, clad in Mystic Armor with a large bloody hole on his shoulder, stood on the narrow platform at the top of the wall.
Behind Su Yi were the soldiers of the Pingnan Army continuously scaling the wall. They finally managed, at a great cost, to breach a gap and reach the top of this city.
The inherent ferocity and fearlessness of the Yan Army were a headache for Wei Junzhuo. Even though he had been overseeing the battle from the city wall, the Wei Army, faced with the relentless, fearless Yan soldiers, began to fear, and once fear took root, they were even less able to fight back.
After such a long time, blades were dulled, swords shattered, and both sides reached the point of close-quarter combat, exposing the disadvantages of the individual quality of the Wei soldiers.
The numbers of Yan and Wei soldiers were nearly equal, and Wei had managed to hold Qingzhou’s walls for an entire day, yet they still couldn’t prevent the Yan Army from reaching the top of the wall.
"General, in another half a two-hour period, we can take the top of the wall! I will lead the troops to open the gate!" The subordinate’s voice was hoarse but could not hide his excitement.
Su Yi cleaved a Wei soldier, his ruggedly handsome face without a trace of emotion. He looked down toward the other side of the gate, his voice cold:
"Wei Junzhuo is not on the city wall. The Wei Army can’t just have this few people. It’s not over yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, a piercing sound of a horn echoed from the gate facing the Commander’s Chariot of the Yan Army.