Turbulent Times Chapter 298: Is he one of his own?
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At the same time, a Xue Yantuo cavalry general was holding a big bow, running farther and farther amidst the cheers of Xue Yantuo's people, the arrow just now turned out to be a galloping shot!
"Good archery skills..." Wang Junlin waved his hand to make the nervous Niu Jinda, Tian Ming and others back away, and looked at the back of the Turkic general who was running farther and farther, with a playful expression on his face.
"Hou Ye, just now that man is Xue Qiluo's fierce general Carter Xiong. Not weaker than a humble job." Niu Jinda said with a face of shame.
Wang Junlin ignored Niu Jinda, took a silent look at the giggling Yuzi, smiled, turned around and walked a few steps inside, and everyone quickly followed.
After avoiding the sight of the Turkic people outside the city, Wang Junlin carefully looked at the arrow in his hand and pulled out the iron arrow. One word: "There are more than 4,000 sick people."
When everyone saw this, they were all shocked. Niu Jinda took a look at the roll of sheepskin from Wang Junlin's hand, and said with an unbelievable expression: "Master Hou, then...that Carter Bear is one of our own?"
Wang Junlin smiled slightly and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
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At this time, Xue Qiluo and the other chiefs were actually very depressed, because more and more people had diarrhea, which already exceeded one-tenth of the total army strength, but they always thought that these people would recover in a few days.
"Carter Bear is worthy of being a famous warrior in my Xue Yan tribe, good job."
After admiring Carter Bear, Xue Qiluo knew that the morale of the soldiers who had been low for the past few days was about to recover when he heard the shouts around him. Seven hundred people go out first, and a total of five thousand people get off their horses, and the first wave is ready to attack Shifengzhai!"
Xue Qiluo actually had a faint feeling that something was wrong with a large number of people having diarrhea recently, but he couldn't say it out, otherwise the morale of the army would be even more turbulent due to the impact of the ransom. So under his urging and persecution, Xue Yantuo on the attacking side was fighting for time, while the defending side had strong morale and a firm fighting spirit because of Wang Junlin's existence.
The final result is that this offensive and defensive battle has been extremely tragic from the very beginning. The number of casualties on both sides is increasing in a straight line. Although Xue Yantuo, who attacked the city, killed many more people than the Sui army, their number is also eleven times larger than that of the Sui army. The ratio of the two sides has remained roughly the same. .
Wang Junlin did not interfere with the specific command of defending the city, but handed it over to Niu Jinda and several other captains, because all the battles he fought after he came to this era were field battles, and he has almost no experience in defending the city. . But in the field that he is not good at, Wang Junlin never points fingers indiscriminately.
But he is holding his buzzing bow, and he is shooting the enemy with an action that can be called art or almost Tao.
Drawing the bow and setting the arrow, the string flies and the arrow is released, which normally takes two or three breaths to complete, but in Wang Junlin's hands, it suddenly speeds up several times, as if the passage of time has become faster. The time for the long arrow to hang on the bow is only a blink of an eye. You can only see the string trembling, hear the sound, and white lights flash through the air, but no one can tell how the arrow flew out.
Arrows are like rain, even with a shield, the arrows are as precise as poisonous snakes spitting out letters. When they land, the screams are joined together, and dozens of mouths play a mournful movement together. Wang Junlin alone is worth a team of outstanding archers. The rain of arrows shot from his hand completely suppressed the enemy troops rushing towards the city gate, so that very few arrows shot back from under the city.
Other archers of the Sui army also shot repeatedly, and Xue Yantuo's soldiers who were blocked at the city finally waited for the signal to retreat, and retreated like a tide. Just like shrimp and crab shells on the beach after low tide, they left more than 700 dead bodies and the same number of wounded below the city.
Amidst the sound of Xue Yantuo's retreat horn, cheers erupted from the top of the city. The officers and soldiers of the Sui Dynasty defending the city applauded Wang Junlin's sharp shot again and again.
Since Xue Yantuo's people started attacking the city in the afternoon, although Wang Junlin didn't make many moves, he always made a move at the most critical moment, regardless of Xu Jingzong, Niu Jinda, Tian Ming and others kneeling down to dissuade him, as long as he made a move , stood at the very front, but no matter how accurate the arrows Xue Yantuo shot from under the city, Wang Junlin was always able to dodge easily when he was swaying from side to side, and no arrow could hurt him. So in the end, everyone was stunned, thinking how could the enemy shoot him with his general's supernatural powers.
"Hurry up and build the ice wall." Taking advantage of the enemy's pause in attacking the city, Wang Junlin hurriedly urged everyone to build the ice wall.
Wang Junlin didn't need to worry about the specific matters. Under the arrangement of Niu Jinda and other lieutenants, the wounded soldiers were treated, the siege equipment was prepared, and the construction of the ice wall was carried out in an orderly manner. Although there were ten times as many troops as them outside the city, no one feared them because of Wang Junlin's presence, and no one thought they would be defeated.
Another blast of the horn interrupted Wang Junlin's train of thought. Looking up at the enemy army that was stirring again in the distance, Wang Junlin secretly counted the time, at most one more day...
"Come here, go and bring up the more than a thousand captives that Zong Lao doesn't want, tie their hands and feet, stand on the top of the city, and serve as human shields for the brothers." Wang Junlin saw thousands of Turkic people riding on horseback Bow rushed over, knowing that the opponent relied on riding and shooting. Superb, and wanted to throw a shot at the city, sneered and gave an extremely cold-blooded, even shameless order. But this order, all the Sui people in Shifengzhai **** like it!
The city wall of Shifengzhai was originally solid, but now a layer of ice has been added outside, as if it has been completely condensed with the whole earth.
The wind can't move!
Unbeatable by lightning!
Lei Lei Pan Pan, no worries, no fear!
After the Turks ruthlessly shot more than a thousand compatriots to death on the top of the city, they continued to attack for two hours until the sky gradually darkened, leaving behind nearly a thousand corpses, but they still did not attack the top of the city. Although Xue Qiluo He was furious, but he had no choice but to order the troops to withdraw.
As soon as he returned to the big tent, Xue Qiluo was about to order to summon the generals under his command and the heads of various ministries to discuss matters. Suddenly, he felt a turmoil in his stomach. Not far away is a toilet tent exclusively for him.
After half a stick of incense, Xue Qiluo walked out with a slightly pale face, but just after walking a few steps, his expression changed, and he turned and went into the toilet tent again.
In this way, Xue Qiluo entered the toilet tent four times in one breath, only then did he feel that there was no sign of excrement coming out of the back door, and then he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his body was weak, and with the help of his own soldiers, he entered main account.
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