Chapter Eleven Victory in the First Battle
Shocking!
Yi Zhixie felt what shock is for the first time in his life!
Yi Zhi beat Donghu, Yuezhi, and Han Dynasty. There were not a hundred battles of all sizes and dozens, and there were never any such act as if they were imposing!
Is this the Han man who looked down upon by the Huns before? Yi Zhixie began to doubt whether his eyes were wrong. Yes, the head on the ground was indeed from the Huns, and the earrings were still there, and the Han people did not wear earrings!
"Brother!" Ahu'er rushed up, flew off the horse, searched for the heads of the people, and finally found Dahu'er's head and burst into tears.
"I want to take revenge!"
Ahu'er screamed at the sky, like a lonely wolf on the grassland. The lonely wolf is a very fierce beast on the grassland, but Ahu's howling is full of sorrow, which is something a lonely wolf should not have.
"If you want to take revenge, come on!"
Gongsun He waved his hand: "Shoot the arrow and kill him!"
Yi Shi Han army bent his bow and arrows, and ten arrows were shot at Ah Hu'er.
"Ahu'er, go quickly!"
Yi Zhi pulled the reins of the horse and galloped away.
Ah Hu'er was riding and shooting very well and was agile. These ordinary Han army arrows did not pose much threat to him. He dodged left and right and dodged him.
Gongsun He's eyes flashed with a sharp light, he bent his bow and arrow, aimed at Ah Hu'er and shot it. Ah Hu'er flew on his horse, scattered his head and galloped away. The yellow arrow shot, and he used the bow in his hand, and the yellow arrow deflected and shot to the side.
Ahu'er is just a little prince in a small tribe. Not many of them are there, but not many of them. Gongsun Heman thought that the Han army could shoot arrows to kill him. But he didn't expect that his skills were so great that ordinary soldiers could not do anything to him.
Zhou Yang's history was not good enough. I didn't know that Ah Hu'er was a great disaster, let alone Gongsun He and the others, and they didn't take him seriously at all. Otherwise, if Jianzhang's army took action, or if the Han army in the city fired arrows at the same time, they would definitely shoot him on the spot, except for this disaster.
In order not to expose their strength early, the Han army on the city wall is not the Jianzhang Army, but the border army that was originally stationed here. Their shooting skills are far worse than Jianzhang Camp.
"The Han army that attacked the Ahu tribe is in the city. I order you to kill into the city and chop off their heads!" Yi Zhi returned to his own formation, waved his scimitar, and began to pre-war speech: "Kunlun God! Kunlun God!"
"Kunlun God! Kunlun God!" The Huns waved their scimitar and roared loudly, and thousands of people roared together, and the earth was trembling.
"Utra! Utra!" Yizhi waved the scimitar in his hand and pointed at Antaocheng.
Ute is in the Xiongnu word, which means "long live".
"Utra! Utra!" A team of thousands rushed towards Antao City like a squirting wind.
The Huns' riding and shooting skills were indeed amazing. A thousand people rushed over and lined up neatly, as if one was charging, and the scimitar in their hands shone in the sunlight, like mirrors.
"Not bad!" Although he hated the Huns, Zhou Yang did not erase the advantages of the Huns.
As soon as the Huns entered the range, the bows and arrows in their hands began to shoot arrows. A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and an arrow shot up the top of the city. The Han army used battlements to avoid them and immediately shot arrows back, and the two armies began to shoot at each other.
From time to time, people were shot into arrows and fell to the ground. The Han army was covered by the city walls and was condescending, with all their advantages and small casualties. Although the Huns were wearing iron armor, they were completely unobstructed and there were more people who were shot into arrows, several times that of the Han army.
Zhou Yang felt a little regretful. If there were a large number of powerful crossbows in Antao City, if they were concentrated and shot arrows at the Huns, the price they paid would be much higher. However, Antao City was too small and there were also crossbows, but not many, so it would not cause great casualties to the Huns.
Crossbows were a powerful weapon for ancient China to enter the world. However, because the Han Dynasty during this period pursued a local defense strategy, only large cities such as Yanmen, Daijun, Dingxiang, Yunzhong, and Youbeiping had a large number of crossbows. There were not many small cities in Antao, so Zhou Yang could only think about it.
"Put the Huns down the city!" Zhou Yang reminded.
Gongsun He was stunned and hadn't understood yet: "Why?"
"The Huns are good at riding and shooting, but they are not good at siege. Apart from simple cloud ladders, they have no siege equipment. When they climb the cloud ladder, they will shoot arrows and cooperate with the rod and rolling wood to beat stones and turbulent oil, which will cause major damage to the Huns." Zhou Yang explained.
This distance can only be done with bows and arrows, and the lethality is limited. If placed under the city, the city guarding equipment on the city will show its power and double the lethality. Once the fight starts, the casualties of the Huns will be much higher.
Gongsun He immediately realized that he had sent a military order, and the Han army stopped firing arrows.
The Huns never took the Han army seriously, nor did they realize that it was the Han army's plan, and they thought that the Han army was timid, and they all rose sharply. They rushed to the city with shouts, drove a ladder, and climbed up the city.
The Huns were good at riding and shooting, and they were their strengths on the back of horses, and they deserved to be the strong soldiers in the world. However, when they climbed the ladder, the Huns were placing their strengths and using their weaknesses. The Han Dynasty pursued a defensive strategy for decades, and defending the city was the strength of the Han army. As one attack came and the Huns had hundreds of corpses and three or four hundred casualties.
The Huns either shot arrows, smashed the wood and beat the stones to death, or smashed the ladder to hit the rod and then fell down and died, or burned the tincture oil to death.
Grease oil was a powerful weapon for defending the city in ancient times. It was to burn the oil and pour it on the enemy. When it was poured, the flames were already flashing. Once it was poured on people, it would be fine. It immediately burned, and one fire after another appeared under the city, jumping around.
The Huns could not be extinguished even if they were allowed to go away, pounce or fight. Many Huns were burned to death, and the miserable howlings before their death formed a strong song on the battlefield.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt human flesh that made people vomit.
The Thousand-Man team attacked twice, but still failed, with only a few casualties.
Although Antao City is small, it is tall and tame. The Han army is good at defending. Although Yi Zhixie is arrogant, he is not as arrogant as to capture the team with a thousand-man team. He took the team down and rested, and sent two teams of thousands to attack the city.
These two thousand-man teams attacked in turn, but they could not attack anyway, and only caused casualties.
In the end, Ahu'er led his army to attack the city, and he took the lead in climbing the ladder. This time, Gongsun He would no longer underestimate him, and transferred more than a dozen soldiers from Jianzhang camp to take special care of him. More than a dozen big yellow arrows shot at him.
No matter how good ah Hu'er was, he couldn't resist it when he met Jianzhangjun. In order to survive, he had to roll down from the ladder, falling to death and being seriously injured.
However, the yellow arrow shot immediately afterwards. Ah Hu'er had nowhere to hide, and grabbed a Hun soldier and blocked him. The Hun soldier shot into a hedgehog. Blood kept dripping from the yellow arrow that came out of his back. Ah Hu'er saw it and his courage disappeared, and he ran away in the desert.
The Huns attacked one after another without success. An hour later, the city was covered with the bodies of the Huns, and the Huns were wounded and remnants screaming and mourning everywhere.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Although Zhou Yang had experienced the battle on the battlefield, he had never smelled such strong blood, and his stomach churned.
The broken limbs and arms were broken, the corpses were accumulated, and the Huns screamed. This is the best proof of the victory of the Han army!
The Han army was full of morale and shouted in unison on the city: "Long live the great man! Long live the great man!"
Chapter completed!