War drums rumbled across the ground like dull thunder, and the huge phalanx covering four miles square under Chang'an City began to shake.
At first glance, it seemed as if the entire plain was shaking.
The shouts of killing were earth-shattering, and the soldiers of the Northwest Army rolled towards Chang'an City like a tide.
Ma Chao did not wear his conspicuous brocade robe and battle armor.
Instead, he wore a school captain's uniform similar to Zhang Xiu's.
He stood side by side with Zhang Xiu in the middle of the army and whispered: "Let's get started."
Li Jue, Guo Bang, Fan Chou, and Zhang Ji heard the words, and they all clasped their fists to accept the order, with four flags flying back and forth in the military formation: After two days of fighting, these Xiliang veterans finally recovered a little bit of their strength.
The old iron-blooded style.
They held their shields high and rushed down the city with the robes around them.
All movements, after hard training, have become part of their natural reactions.
And under excellent and competent command, they can exert immeasurable combat power.
Arrows were still being fired on Chang'an City, but compared with the previous times, there were surprisingly few arrows.
Although they shot down a few people, it was nothing more than a drop in the bucket against the surging siege army, which was of no use at all.
At the same time, Xu Rong stood on the city and directed the imperial troops and county soldiers to throw fire oil cans down the city.
The kerosene pot is to put kerosene in a clay pot, then wrap it with hay, light the hay, and throw it hard towards the crowded places under the city.
Those pots of fire oil fell into the crowd, and the clay pots shattered in the open space.
When they encountered the flames, they immediately burst into flames.
In an instant, thick smoke billowed outside Chang'an City.
The scene looked like Ma Chao thought he was watching a classic battlefield of later generations on TV.
The power of kerosene is much greater than that of bows and arrows.
It hit the northwest soldier and immediately turned him into a burning man, howling and rolling on the battlefield.
Ma Chao looked at it from a distance, with no trace of pity in his heart.
As if he was playing a real-life strategy game, with a cold expression on his face, he was thinking about how many arrows, kerosene, boiling water, rolling logs, rocks, and mountain-destroying crossbow arrows were still in Chang'an City.
Ma Chao carried out this siege after the Northwest Army rested for two days.
On the one hand, after having conquered Jingzhao and Fengyi counties, the reputation of the Northwest Army was at its peak, and many thieves and bandits were speculating on joining.
On the other hand, the army besieged Chang'an, which also caused a certain amount of psychological pressure on Chang'an.
Of course, the main reason is that without engineering equipment, Ma Chao would not be like the generals of the Han Dynasty and let the soldiers use their lives to fill the road to the city.
In the past two days, Ma Chao ordered a batch of siege equipment to be rushed.
Although Compared to the Ma family's siege engines and trebuchets, it was almost a pile of rubbish, but it was better than nothing.
At this time, Ma Chao nodded slightly when he saw that fire oil cans had been thrown on Chang'an City.
Then, the sound of crunching ropes sounded harshly behind the formation, and along with a huge roar, huge rocks rose into the sky.
Some of them flew into the city, while others hit the city wall accurately.
Broken human bodies and fragments of the city wall that were cracked into mud and stone were flying all over the sky.
Under such a powerful stone attack, in less than a moment, the turrets and gate towers on the west side of Chang'an had all collapsed.
The city was filled with dust and a mess, and screams of pain could be heard endlessly.
With the cover of the trebuchet, the northwest army under the city could finally breathe a sigh of relief and evade the attacks of the mountain-destroying crossbows and bows and arrows on the city by setting up a ladder on top of the city.
And the heavy ram was gradually pushed under the Chang'an city gate.
When Xu Rong saw the northwest soldiers rushing to the city gate, his face remained calm.
When the charging car had actually arrived at the city gate, he shouted loudly: "Water the water!"
Pots of steaming boiling water were poured down from the top of the city.
From a distance, it looked like white dragons rushing out from the top of Chang'an City.
The hot water was poured down, and the northwest soldiers who could not dodge were all showered.
As he stood, his skin was immediately burned and his flesh was torn.
"Put the rolling wood" Xu Rong shouted again, and then tree trunks that required two people to hug fell from the city, smashing the northwest soldiers to bloody pieces.
Seeing this in the distance, Ma Chao couldn't help but frowned: without the cover and attack of the Ma family's powerful trebuchet, he could only rely on his life to bet on the outcome of a siege battle.
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Moreover, at present, it seems that for Xu Rong, who still has 10,000 men to fight to the death and leads those county soldiers, the chances of winning this siege are not great.
Sure enough, before he stopped thinking, Ma Chao saw that most of the rolling logs had hit the rushing car.
Then, the soldiers on the city threw the kerosene cans down, turning the rammed cart into a pile of blazing wooden carts.
Ma Chao knew that the city gate of Chang'an was made of wood core covered with iron sheet, which was extremely thick and strong.
The fire won't burn at all.
Once the iron door bolt is hung on the inside, even if it is hit with a huge stone, it may not be able to shake it at all.
In other words, once the charging chariot was destroyed, the hope of breaking through the city gate and entering the city was gone.
Even after breaking through the city gate, Ma Chao still knew that the ancient capital of Chang'an had two inner and outer walls, and the walls on both sides formed a square open space.
As soon as the outer city gate was broken and the enemy troops broke into the open space, they lowered the inner city gate and blocked the city walls from all sides.
An ambush suddenly rose up on the city wall, with bows and crossbows beating stones.
Capturing the enemy troops was like catching turtles in an urn.
This design is also called " Wengcheng".
This means that even if the Northwest Army attacks the city wall, it will be extremely difficult to break through the barbican city.
Unless, like me, I use absolute siege firepower to make the Chang'an soldiers dare not even set up an ambush in the Wengcheng, then I can attack Chang'an in one fell swoop.
Thinking of this, Ma Chao looked at the Chang'an city wall from a distance again.
He saw the smoke rising from the occasional stone thrown to break the rammed earth city wall, the gravel, wood and corpses scattered everywhere under the city wall.
He sighed leisurely and helplessly.
Said: "Withdraw the troops" "Lord, we have only carried out a few tentative attacks, and this general attack has just begun.
Why are you?"
Guo Bang looked like a greedy wolf at this time, looking at it with great interest.
Suddenly hearing that Ma Chao ordered a retreat, he couldn't help but speak.
"I said, withdraw the troops."
Ma Chao turned his head and looked at Guo Bang coldly.
The contempt and indifference in his eyes showed no reservation at all: "Don't you understand human language?"
"Yes, I am obeying my order."
Guo Bang was glared at by Ma Chao, and then he thought about how a few days ago, he secretly heard Ma Chao scolding him for his stupid act of beheading Song Yi.
He couldn't help but feel frightened and said yes again and again.
"What?"
Guo Jia couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Ma Chao like this, and asked, "Could it be that you, good brother?"
After saying this, Guo Jia seemed to suddenly remember something.
When he turned around, he saw that Jia Xu really looked like an old god.
I couldn't help but kept silent again.
But he lamented in his heart: It seems that Ma Chao has already made arrangements to capture Chang'an. bang bang bang bang A sound of gongs reminded me that the northwest soldiers retreated like a tide after suffering less than thousands of casualties.
"Stop shooting arrows, stop shooting arrows" There was a burst of cheers above Chang'an City.
Xu Rong took a breath, walked behind the female wall, leaned out and looked out of the city.
The young general who vaguely saw the military tents received a letter seemed to have a smile on his blurry face.
Xu Rong frowned, unable to think of any valuable information related to conquering Chang'an.
And if Ma Chao knew Xu Rong's thoughts, he would probably laugh more cheerfully: the letter only mentioned that Tong Yuan had been captured by Brother Chou, and learned that Tong Yuan had informed his third disciple Zhao Yun to come to Fufeng.
But Chang'an is an inescapable natural chasm standing in front of Zhao Yun. s: Thank you, Comrade Chen Haojie, for reminding me that I’m going to cook first.
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