Ning Jiang's words made everyone further worried about the future of China. However, at this time, worrying about others actually seemed redundant, just because it is hard to say whether they can survive this.

Seeing a large number of barbarians showing off their power in front of their positions, each of them did not speak. The effective distance of the catapult was about one hundred steps. If the cavalry came out, it would be just a matter of a sudden. The opponent's purpose was obviously to lure them into the formation. However, the reason why the last fierce battle was successful was more important because the heroes of the martial arts world hidden among the driven people led the people to rebel in the face of the battle and disrupted the enemy's position. But now, if they take the initiative to attack, they will only be trapped by the enemy.

Ning Jiang looked at the flying stone carts in front of him and said slowly: "At noon today, they will definitely start siege. Today's battle depends on you."

The generals said in unison: "Abide by the order!"

At noon, the sun was hanging high in the sky, the vicious sunlight shone on the ground, and the scene in the distance was twisted between the rising heat.

As the first big rock drew a fierce parabola in the sky, a shadow cast on the ground. With a bang, the big rock fell down, bringing up flying dust, knocking down several wooden walls, and shouts came from a distance, as if a demonstration was made. Immediately afterwards, more big rocks were thrown in, hitting the arrow tower, and hitting the stone wall. A soldier was led by the big rock and rolling down from the top of the wall.

"Don't panic, everyone!" A young man walked around the wall, and his loud voice spread in all directions. "Remember your position and remember what you want to do. In today's battle, I, Ningjiang, will live and die with you..."

"Zhuangyuan Gong!" A general rushed over and wiped his cold sweat. "It's not safe here, we'll be here. Zhuangyuan Gong should go to the back and watch first. We will definitely keep it. We won't disappoint Zhuangyuan Gong. Zhuangyuan Gong, please go down first..."

The young man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just watching the flying stones here, I can't hit me."

With a bang, a flying stone hit him one foot away, and the wall began to crack.

The general tried hard to persuade Ning Hanlin, who was now equivalent to the commander of the entire army, to escape Feishi, but Ning Jiang told him not to worry, saying that Feishi was not afraid, and then he walked back and forth on the wall to boost morale.

Ning Jiang knew very well that the people who could kill the stone throwing cart in this era were actually limited. The real impact was the feeling of depression caused by the big stone throwing, and the fear of the throwing stones at all times was the main role of the stone throwing cart.

Even if he really has no power to tie a chicken, the probability of the flying stone hitting him is very small. What's more, with his Fire Soul's perception, he already knows whether any flying stone is under its threat at the moment of flying out. As the commander, he is encouraging morale at the forefront, facing the threat of flying stone with everyone, and bringing morale to the lowest-level soldiers, is immeasurable.

The flying stones were smashed for more than an hour. If the Caishi Gorge's position only used ordinary adobe walls, it would probably have collapsed under the attack of these large stones. However, the stone walls and arrow towers built with cement would not be defeated unless they hit more than two or three times in the same position. However, the flying stone car of this era had no so-called accuracy at all, relying on dozens of people to pull ropes and throw large stones.

The barbarians themselves are not good at making siege equipment. The flying stone carts they found were just to find out from the occupied Huaxia cities and force the surrendered soldiers to pull ropes. Similarly, because of the existence of literary spirit and the eight hundred years of peace, the siege equipment was not used to deal with barbarians who did not have many tall cities, so naturally there was not much development.

To a certain extent, this is a lucky thing. In the history of another world, the catapult carts developed greatly in the Song Dynasty. However, because the Song Dynasty itself valued culture and over military affairs, the result was that at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, a large number of advanced catapult carts fell into the hands of the Jin people. During the Battle of the Destruction of the City in Bianjing, the Jin people set up more than 5,000 catapult carts outside the city and fired ten thousand stones in the city. Later, no stones could be found outside the city of Bianjing, and the heads of the Song people outside the city were cut off and cast into the city with the catapult carts.

If these barbarians were transported to another world, which was greatly improved in the Northern Song Dynasty, Ningjiang probably had to abandon this place first.

Flying stones flew around in the air, and many even landed between the two armies. After more than an hour, they probably realized that the morale of Caishi Gorge was not diminishing. After a large stone smashed a piece of horse-resisting horse, the barbarians on the opposite side shouted like a striking force, and the flying stone cart stopped. The barbarians drove the surrendered troops from Xingyang Mansion, pushed the siege cars and wooden frames, etc., and moved forward together.

Ning Jiang stood on the stone wall, watching the enemy getting closer and closer, and at the same time calculating the distance between these people in his heart. The siege cars and various stents were getting closer and closer. The soldiers who were originally part of the Great Zhou Dynasty were silent, as if they had stopped thinking about themselves as living people. Perhaps it was the easiest thing for them to stop thinking.

The soldiers on the stone wall raised the bow in their hands, and the surrendered soldiers in the front protected the siege car with shields. Although they had entered an arrow, Ning Jiang did not let his arrows shoot out. It was not until the barbarian soldiers drove the surrendered soldiers and were extremely close to the stone wall. The siege car had even begun to prepare to rush towards the gate of the village that he raised his hand.

In the distance behind him, six soldiers picked up the torches and stretched forward. Several others pulled something. Almost at the same time, six fired giant rocks flew past the wall and hit the barbarians behind. The six flints were like six meteors, causing the enemy to look up. The fired giant rocks smashed into the crowd, and more than a dozen barbarians were affected and fell down.

These barbarians drove the surrendered troops from Xingyang Mansion. They were originally outside the range of bows and arrows, but they did not expect that they would be attacked by a catapult. Generally speaking, the catapult is placed in front of the formation, just because the shooting of the flying stone is difficult to control. If there is an army or a military building in front of them, it is normal to accidentally be hit by his own flying stone.

However, the six catapults placed in the rear of Ningjiang have undergone major transformation. Just like the heavy catapults used in the Northern Song Dynasty in another era, they use twisting discs and rotors, which only require a dozen or even a few people to operate. There is no need for every launch, and dozens of people are cabled there, with a larger range and more accurate accuracy. Therefore, they can be hidden behind without worrying about being unable to control the flying stones during launch and hitting the building in front of them.

The six huge rocks coated with harsh tinder oil were amazing, but the damage caused was not too much on the battlefield in which they were often used in thousands. They just thought that they were still on the range of Chinese soldiers' bows and arrows, and encountered unexpected attacks and could not retreat in momentum, so they simply fought forward bravely.

"Shoot!" With Ning Jiang's order, the archers on the wall finally shot out the arrows they had accumulated for a long time, but they ignored the surrendered soldiers who had already rushed under the wall and shot directly at the barbarians who had entered the range.

The first wave of arrow rain is usually the most effective, with the large number of barbarian soldiers falling down. The battle started further in the hesitation of the surrendered soldiers. Two bangs, two cans of hot tinder oil that lit fire hit the siege car in front of the village gate first. The black oil spilled on the siege car as the porcelain tank broke, and the siege car caught fire instantly. The stone wall extended in a line, and the ladder rack was mounted, and the arrow rain shot down, and the siege oil splashed. With a sound of ah, as the boiled hot oil fell down, several surrendered soldiers climbing on the ladder screamed heart-wrenchingly, and their bodies fell down.

These Chinese surrendered soldiers were consumed sharply at the beginning of the battle. They were killed by the barbarians who were supervising the battle behind them with a slight desire to retreat. They tried to climb the wall and died faster. However, the barbarians were extremely brave. A ladder board was successfully placed on the stone wall. With a whoosh, the soldier who tried to throw tincture oil on the ladder board was shot and killed by a barbarian warrior with infinite strength under the wall, and the tincture oil hit him at his feet.

Several barbarian soldiers jumped onto the wall first, and the Chinese soldiers around rushed forward and forced them down, but more barbarian soldiers were rushing up the ladder.

Huh! A barbarian warrior actually stepped on a fire siege car and jumped onto the wall. He swung his mace quickly and instantly knocked off four soldiers. Chen Tianya on the other side rushed forward, and the sword and the mace collided fiercely. The soldiers on both sides snatched him and found that the defeated barbarian warrior jumped off the wall again.

More barbarians came to kill, and a new round of flints just crossed the stone wall and smashed them. Although the existence of the stone wall effectively forced these strong and powerful barbarians to fight the battle, even with the magic-like "cement", the construction time was still a little shorter, and the height was not as high as the city walls of those small counties. The ladder boards were laid on, the gaps were torn apart, and then they were filled with flesh and blood, and blood was constantly splashing on the wall. Roars and screams, and the bodies rolled down the wall, and the flames were everywhere.

Behind the barbarian soldiers, Mu Bugu sat on the newly built wooden platform, and the meat bun behind his neck was vaguely aroused, as if endless anger was burning in his body. His soldiers attacked the opponent's position ahead, and the barbarian warriors who should have been invincible were actually caught in a tug-of-war. Although they were forced to retreat last time, the opponent's casualties were several times higher than those of them. A few days ago, he sent 300 barbarian cavalry outside and defeated the thousand well-equipped elite soldiers sent by the opponent. In his imagination, the opponent's morale should be extremely low. However, strangely, the fighting spirit of those Chinese people was not reduced but was completely unreasonable.

Mu Bugu didn't know what kind of military tactics, but the cruel environment on the grassland gave him extremely rich combat experience. He could not take the wolf heads to bite the flesh from the tiger with his pack of wolves. He usually became victims of the wolves' anger. It was in such competition that he won again and again and finally stood out. Now, he began to realize that he seemed to be following the other party's pace, but he could no longer stop.

He suddenly stood up, holding a mace in his hand, making an angry roar, and more barbarian soldiers rushed up. Two thousand elite cavalry galloped back and forth behind the barbarians who were attacking the enemy's positions, and strengthened their own momentum. In the hot summer, their aura further rose, and black smoke filled the rolling dust.

The barbarians rushed to the position like a wave, pushing up the wooden frame, overturning the wooden frame, and the board frame was on fire. The barbarians killed the wall again and again, and were stabbed down again and again. These barbarians were really fierce and strong, and the pressure on the defense was getting stronger and stronger. However, the huge flints that kept hitting the formation and the black smoke rolling after the burning of turbulent oil also made it difficult for these fierce barbarians to organize an effective offensive order. Although they put strong pressure on the defense at many points, they could not make a breakthrough in one go.

Somewhere on the wall, the young man holding a feather fan slowly shaking was the most leisurely person on the entire battlefield. In the eyes of everyone, he did not shoot a single arrow or throw a stone. He just stood there, watching, walking, and occasionally whispered a few words. Someone around him immediately left and gave orders.

In the distance behind, Ju Zhirong was anxious and uneasy, and did not know whether he could defend this battle. However, when he thought of what he could do, the only answer for the top scholar was to "restrain it to calm down", so he forced himself to walk behind with a smile, comforting the retreating wounded soldiers, as if he had no concern about the victory ahead.

Boom! While a barbarian warrior waved his arms, a sharpened log hit the village gate, making a trembling sound. The man's strength was so powerful that it could be said to be horrifying. Dozens of barbarian soldiers rushed over with the siege wood under his leadership. The siege wood hit the village gate, with cowhide wrapped in cowhide on the front and iron plates on the back, making a bang bang sound, and each hit was shaken out of dust.

Someone above wanted to pour boiling hot oil. A powerful arrow shot onto the wall with a ghost-like tremolo. The oil pan instantly overturned and screamed repeatedly. A barbarian archer shot out a beaded arrow from a distance below. He was short but his arms were thick. Every time he opened his bow, he was full of strings. With a bang, a can of turbulent oil was thrown over and fryed in front of him. The black smoke rolled away, blocking his sight. Another can of turbulent oil was thrown at the barbarians carrying the siege wood.

A log swept towards the fierce turkey that was flying in the air, and the turkey tank slammed open and splashed onto the stone wall. The barbarian warrior shouted so much that the log actually threw it onto the wall. The log turned half a circle in the air, and led a Chinese general and several Chinese soldiers to roll down to the other side of the stone wall. The siege wood knocked out cracks in the gate of the village. As the barbarian soldiers who were carrying the wood retreated again, the barbarian warrior flew out and kicked the back end of the siege wood. The barbarian soldiers could not hold back and rushed forward with the siege wood.
Chapter completed!