Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 86 Fierce Siege Battle
dong dong dong~
The sound of war drums shook the sky, billowing black smoke billowed in the sky above Hulao Pass, and countless soldiers wailed and fell down, piled up with countless corpses.

The siege ladders, as well as the majestic and ferocious siege rams at the huge city gate are constantly hitting the city gate, making bursts of rumble.

The kerosene that was braving the fire snake rushed down to the sky, splashing out a large rain of fire. Even the soldiers holding huge shields below could not stop the pervasive kerosene. For a while, the sound of miserable wailing echoed in the sky.

At the same time, there is also the stench of hot golden juice constantly churning and sloping down, showing the cruel and ruthless ancient battlefield to the fullest.

In the camp of the eighteenth princes, the drums and drums shook the sky without any signs of weakening, and wave after wave of dark troops continued to attack.

And the soldiers on the top of the city were panting heavily, with ferocious expressions on their faces, holding spears and halberds to stab down the enemy soldiers who had just emerged from the top of the city.

Buzzing~ Scattered feather arrows kept falling in the sky, and at the same time, the powerful crossbows of the coalition forces of the princes below were also not to be outdone, and shot at each other.

Lu Bu on the top of the city had an indifferent expression on his face, and his tiger eyes watched the miserable siege battle without any waves in his eyes, on the contrary, he was used to it.

A painted halberd stands on the top of the city, and this area seems to have become a no-man's land. No matter how fierce the allied forces of the princes attack, they can only dodge instinctively after seeing the huge and exquisite painted halberd on the top of the city.

Huhu~ Panting heavily, Dian Wei, who was covered in blood all over his body, came over with a fierce look on his face, looked at Lu Bu and clasped his fists together and shouted, "My lord, are these eighteen princes crazy? gone."

Turning his head to look at Dian Wei, who was covered in blood and panting heavily, Lu Bu couldn't help but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. At this time, Dian Wei didn't have the immature aura when he first met him.

If it is said that Dian Wei used to be a tiger general, but he lacked the chilling aura unique to a general on the battlefield, at this moment, he inadvertently revealed an aura of fighting on the battlefield, and Lu Bu couldn't help but look at it. He looked at Xiong Kuo Hai and Huang Zhong, who were screaming and fighting from the top of the wall.

The aura of these three tiger generals has changed drastically, giving people a unique military aura. The battlefield is the best place to train talents.

Compared to the three of them, Hua Xiong, who was not as powerful as them, was calm and restrained, with a face full of fortitude, and he kept coldly calling the soldiers around him to fight back.

This is the gap. Although the three of them have amazing martial arts skills and have fought, compared to veterans like Hua Xiong who have fought on the battlefield for decades, their experience is still too little.

"Shut your mouth and take a break to recover your strength, because no one will know what's going to happen next."

Complaining about Dian Wei, Lu Bu directly shouted coldly with frost on his face. Seeing Lu Bu lose his temper in an instant, Dian Wei shrank his head in fright, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the weakly defended area in the distance with a tiger step.

Seeing Dian Wei leave, Lu Bu couldn't help shaking his head. Although he had the aura of a strong general in the army, his experience was still too little.

Looking back at Hua Xiong, he watched the situation calmly. Where the defense was weak, he directly ordered the soldiers on the top of the city. With this kind of calm dispatch, not only did he save energy, but the soldiers on the top of the city also played their best. Advantage.

Compared to the panting appearance of the three generals who were more skilled in martial arts than him, Hua Xiong was breathing steadily, and there were only faint blood spots on the armor, which made the three of them look embarrassed.

Even the second-rate school lieutenants of the Bingzhou Army's martial arts at the top of the city know how to conserve their strength and maximize the strength of their troops.

This is an experience where you realize your instinct after fighting at the cost of your life. This kind of calmness has become an instinct, because you don't know how long the war will last, whether the enemy will have reinforcements, how long your own soldiers can last, how long the city gate can hold. How long will it last.

Compared with the existence of fierce generals who fight like wolves and tigers, they can greatly improve morale in a short period of time, but after a protracted battle, they have become accustomed to the heart of this kind of fierce general who will rescue in times of crisis, and at the same time they are also used to this kind of fierce general. The presence.

Once they are physically weak, injured or not as fierce as before, the blow to morale will not be small.

On the other hand, Lu Bu on the top of the wall looked at the battle with aloofness and indifference, without the slightest expression of emotion, but it made the soldiers on the top of the wall full of confidence, as if the fiery red figure was a pillar in their hearts.

This is the reason for the existence of the general. Unless it is necessary, the lord of the three armies will definitely leave a calm and confident illusion in the army. No matter how critical the situation is, he must not show his emotions and face, and must not let the soldiers and the enemy Know what's on your mind.

Of course, this is not absolute. The inexplicable joy and anger of the general will also improve morale, which depends on the ability of each general.

kill~
Ah~ help me~
Don't leave me~ poof~
The figures at the top of the city were either crushed to death by rolling wood and thunder stones, or set on fire by kerosene, screaming and screaming miserably.

Or he was drenched all over by the boiling golden juice, screamed miserably, and instinctively pawed his cheek with his palm, only to see a piece of bloody skin being scratched off, making it even more oozing for a while.

Most of them were shot by random arrows, and they would not die for a while, but the miserable wailing sounds of such injured soldiers could damage their morale even more.

The eighteen princes took turns to supervise the battle, and there was a huge long square formation far from Hulaoguan with a team of about [-] supervisors. They were wearing heavy armor and holding sharp ring-head knives. At this time, the blades were dripping with blood. One piece, the whole body was splattered with blood.

In front of them lay the headless corpses of an unknown number of people, followed by piles of human heads one by one, pairs of hideous and frightened heads covered in ashes, staring blankly at the direction of Hulaoguan with eyes that were dying.

For a while, the soldiers attacking the city in front no longer dared to take a step back, and the group of supervisors in the rear seemed to be like beasts in the world.

This is the bloody and cruel battlefield in ancient times. People have fear in their hearts. When they go to the battlefield, they are afraid that they may not die, but once they retreat, even if they are alive, they will not be able to return to the barracks.

Because their rations are not free, and the supervisory team is not a decoration, and people are as cheap as grass is the true portrayal of this era.

They gave their lives to the princes and warlords in the troubled times for a meal and survival. In this era, there was never a word of food and salary in the army.

They are full during wartime and half full during leisure time, even for the Bingzhou Army. When there is no war, unless military training occurs throughout the year, most of them are half full. Only during wartime can they have a full meal.

While they are full of hope for a full stomach, they are also full of fear and contradictory emotions, but this is the cruel reality.

The food grown in the fields at home simply couldn’t feed their family. In ancient times, those who couldn’t feed were either sold cheaply to aristocratic families or served as slaves in the homes of local powerful and wealthy people, or they were forced to join or voluntarily joined In the barracks, at least they will not starve to death.

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