As a school lieutenant from the regular army, Yang Feng already had the ability to accurately judge the enemy's situation.
In just a short moment, he could see that the bandits at Qin Pass had never experienced fighting in a city.
In this case, the defenders should immediately put down the rolling logs and falling rocks, and at the same time use the rod to hold the ladder down.
After a slight hesitation, the defenders should allow the attacking army to climb the city wall, and then the situation is over.
It was obvious that those bandits who robbed homes had no experience in this area.
Seeing that they only knew how to shoot arrows and panic when encountering a giant tree that hit the door, Yang Feng believed that his judgment was still correct.
This was why he dared to judge that the city was broken before the siege troops broke through.
The city wall and gate have always been an important defense fortifications in the city passes, as well as a psychological barrier for the defenders to defend against the enemy: forty or fifty veterans of the Xiliang Army's siege force have climbed up the city wall quickly, and the giant tree only needs A few more hits and the barrier behind the city gate is broken.
This situation was a huge blow to the fighting spirit of the defenders.
In fact, troops with lower quality will collapse directly in ten cases.
What's more, those at Qinguan are bandits who don't even know military discipline.
Yes, it was Yang Feng's look of relief, and he was immediately shocked by the sudden change.
He saw that after the two first climbers climbed onto the city wall, there was no prelude to the massacre as usual.
Instead, they howled miserably, dragging their tails of blood, and danced as the city fell down.
Then the third and fourth soldiers fell down.
Within a few seconds, the soldiers of the Xiliang Army who had just climbed up turned into corpses and were left behind. city wall.
Yang Feng rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly.
The soldier who was thrown down was indeed his own subordinate.
He couldn't help but open his mouth a little wider, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak: Yang Feng knew the strength of the siege vanguard best.
Those people are either ruthless and aggressive warriors who are ready to die; they are those who have violated military law.
He was thrown into death row in the execution camp.
The martial arts of these people are all first-class ferocious and powerful.
Yang Feng himself admitted that it was just a battle between the two.
He may not be the opponent of those pioneers.
The thieves and bandits on Qinguan City were clearly in disarray and confusion.
How could they kill these vanguards of the siege like melons and vegetables?
This can't "General, look.
It's the leader of the thieves holding a big sword."
The guard pointed to the top of the city, and Yang Feng's eyes immediately looked in the direction he pointed.
At this time, another vanguard jumped onto the city.
Before he could stand still, he suddenly saw a bloodless scimitar strike at him in an instant.
The pioneer's reaction was timely and normal, and he immediately raised his ring-shou knife to block.
To his surprise, the scimitar actually cut off his ring-headed sword without losing any force.
Then he chopped at his head.
Amidst the splash of blood, the head of the dead soldier who climbed first flew into the air.
The headless body was kicked backwards by the big man, taking down the few soldiers who were following behind him on the ladder.
Yang Feng has sharp eyes.
Seeing that the burly man still poked his head behind the crenellated wall, he seemed to have glanced at the enemy's siege situation, and then he shrank back like a cunning rabbit.
"It's that guy again."
Yang Feng was so angry that he snapped.
He didn't know the big man's name, but he knew it.
The big man's force was terrifying, and his courage was astonishing: the night before yesterday, he actually brought five hundred dead men to attack his army's camp, and that idiot Niu Fu never thought that the thieves would dare to attack.
Then the big man pissed himself off.
If it weren't for the fact that he had too few bandits and didn't know how to advance or retreat, I'm afraid that the raid would have disrupted the 20,000-strong army.
"General, we have found out the origin of that guy."
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A guard looked at Yang Feng's gnashing of teeth and immediately pulled over a scout and said to Yang Feng: "Old Liu has found out that guy from the bandits.
The origin of ” "General, that man's name is Zhou Cang.
He was originally a remnant of the Yellow Turbans, and he was hanging out with Pei Yuanshao in Runan.
This guy is from Guanxi.
I heard that Ma Chao had managed the Guanxi area to make the county strong and the people rich, so he wanted to go back to his hometown to live.
Anshengzi was halfway to Xianyang when he encountered Lu Bu's attack on Fufeng and couldn't go back.
His hometown was Luocao in Xianyang.
Now he is a well-known leader among these bandits.
He is strong in martial arts and brave and straightforward.
Because of his loyalty, he is highly respected and trusted by the bandits.
"The scout named Lao Liu is now.
Without any ambiguity, he told Yang Feng the origin of Zhou Cang.
"Such a reckless hero cannot be used by the imperial court.
He is really a pearl in the dust."
After listening to the scout's report, Yang Feng, instead of being angry, sighed.
But then, he regained his coldness as a soldier and told his subordinates: "Remember this person.
If you have the opportunity in the future, be the first to kill this person."
"Nuo" the guards responded, knowing what Yang Feng meant in the future: I'm afraid this project will fail again.
"Damn it, our soldiers have been attacking for three days, and this is the first time they have climbed onto the city wall.
How come the weapons of the bandits are better than those of us?"
Yang Feng, who was in a depressed mood, was about to tell everyone to take a rest.
I overheard the complaint of a veteran, and couldn't help but recall the incident where the vanguard was killed when they entered the city: Yes, it's not that our soldiers were not brave and tough, but that the weapons of the bandits were better than those of regular troops like ours.
How can this be unless Thinking of this hypothesis, Yang Feng walked quickly to Niu Fu, wanting to tell Niu Fu the news and remind him to take precautions.
The scene in front of him immediately made Yang Feng feel that his blood was burning again: Niu Fu was actually giving orders to the messengers to prepare for the next round of siege.
"General, no" Yang Feng hurried in front of Niu Fu, crying almost as if begging.
"Why?"
Niu Fu was furious, but he still had reason.
Although he was a little jealous of Yang Feng, he was not the kind of fool who would do what he wanted.
But after all, he had resentment in his heart and had nowhere to resolve it, so he asked Yang Feng fiercely: "Why doesn't Colonel Yang think these soldiers will really rebel?"
Yang Feng heard Niu Fu's sinister tone and knew that his previous words had made Niu Fu jealous.
I couldn't help but feel anxious, but after taking a look at the situation on the city wall, I said tactfully: "Xiliang soldiers are naturally loyal to the Grand Master.
Although they are arrogant, they are willing to do so.
It's better to let out the resentment.
It's better to camp in the middle of the night.
Only But General, this is really not a good time to prepare for a second round of siege."
When Niu Fu heard that Yang Feng had surrendered to him, his expression softened a bit, and he couldn't help but follow Yang Feng's gaze and look at the city wall.
At this time, the situation at Qinguan had reversed.
The bandits on the city wall seemed to have calmed down under Zhou Cang's leadership and began to fight back against the Xiliang soldiers.
More than a dozen ladders were overturned one by one by long poles.
Hundreds of soldiers fell down, some fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while; some fell on others, and several people bumped into each other; some fell on someone else's sword, and a hole was poked in their thighs.
Sitting on the ground and howling miserably.
At the same time, scalding oil was poured down from the top of the city, and then the bandits threw down lit torches and hay, causing the city to suddenly turn into a sea of fire.
Some agile soldiers rolled and crawled away, but many others were wrapped in it, and screams could not be heard.
As for the giant wooden ram that was attacking the city, the bandits paid special attention to it.
After pouring boiling hot oil from the city gate, they fired rockets at the giant wooden ram.
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Suddenly, the entire defensive formation that hit the city gate was swallowed up by a sea of fire.
Countless Xiliang soldiers screamed and were swallowed up by the flames.
Before they could run back to their formation, they were burned black and fell to the ground.
After rolling around and shouting, they finally became motionless.
Qin Guan was filled with joy and morale.
The bandits, like a pack of wolves aroused by their bestiality, cursed and shouted loudly at the retreating Xiliang soldiers, venting their joyful and violent emotions.
At this time, no matter how stupid Niu Fu was, Yang Feng didn't need to explain why he shouldn't attack the city again: his own morale had dropped to the extreme, and if he forced the order, it would really only cause a mutiny.
"Send the order to intensify patrols tonight, so that other soldiers can have a good rest.
Tomorrow, we must capture Qinguan."
After Niu Fu said this, he left bitterly.
But Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then let deep worry wrap his brow: