[After this battle is fought, the second volume will be completed. The third volume is the story of entering the court. In addition, the details of the third, fourth and fifth volumes have been completed, and the sixth volume has been completed.

There is a general idea, but the details need to be improved...]

As soon as Yan Dashan finished speaking, the cavalry at the forefront of the charge suddenly sank, including men and horses, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This is the trap Zhu Xiuyuan and the others prepared in advance.

Dig a large pit in the ground, lay swords, bamboos, wooden and other spikes on the bottom of the pit, then cover it with light wooden boards, lay gravel and grass stems, and arrange it like a normal ground.

The Yan army's cavalry rushed in quickly, but could not distinguish the trap, so they fell into the pit while galloping. Both men and horses were skewered on the spikes at the bottom of the pit, and died unexpectedly.

However, the cavalry behind them were unable to retreat as quickly as they could, and they were able to trap a group of them.

The Yan army had to lose a lot of cavalry before they could rein in their horses and stop risking death.

Seeing the majestic Yan Army cavalry falling into large pits one by one, like dumplings, Zhu Xiuyuan and others standing on the Jiangzhou City Tower burst into laughter.

"Okay, these damn Yan people, let you have a taste of the power of my Jiangzhou, haha..."

The Yan army encountered a trap and naturally stopped their offensive.

Somewhere in the Yan army, many brave soldiers surrounded one person, following the pace of the attack, and were approaching Jiangzhou City.

The person being surrounded was none other than the fourth prince of the Yan Kingdom, Zhao Pu.

"Why stop ahead? Go call the vanguard general."

Zhao Pu rode a tall horse with a gloomy expression on his face.

Behind him were banners like clouds, war horses neighing, and a mass of darkness. The whole posture looked very impressive.

"My subordinates obey your orders!" The commander bowed to accept the order, patted his horse and galloped away.

However, as soon as the messenger left, a man came running towards him, dismounted his horse and said, "Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince, our vanguard cavalry encountered a horse pit, with hundreds of casualties and casualties. The vanguard general has ordered people to dig out the soil and fill the pit. In a short time,

You can keep going!”

Zhao Pu's expression remained unchanged and he hummed: "You are just trapped in a horse trap, and you want to stop my 50,000-strong army? Haha, this time I personally lead an army of 50,000, and I must first capture Jiangzhou City, and then capture Zhu Xiuyuan alive. I said before,

What I want has never been lost."

Behind Zhao Pu, the chief counselor followed on horseback. He was wearing a square scarf, a cloth robe, and a feather fan in his hand. He had an insignificant appearance.

After hearing Zhao Pu's bold words, the chief counselor immediately took a step forward on his horse and said flatteringly: "Your Highness is the bravest of the three armies and has unparalleled resourcefulness. I, the Great Yan'erlang, are even more brave and good at fighting, and are not afraid of life and death. The small Jiangzhou City, the soldiers who defend the city."

There are only a few thousand, how can I be your Highness's opponent? Your Highness's attack on Jiangzhou is like searching for something, and you can capture it at your fingertips! I, Dayan, will win, and Your Highness will win!"

"Must win!"

"Must win!"

The surrounding Yan army also followed suit and waved their flags with great momentum.

"Well said, hahaha..."

Zhao Pu was full of pride and laughed heartily, as if victory was already in front of him.

While Zhao Pu and others were complimenting each other, the horse pit had been excavated and backfilled, making it as smooth as the ground and ready for the army to pass.

So the Yan army moved again.

But this time, they were no longer in a hurry, riding horses and charging wildly.

What if there are traps ahead?

Moreover, it was not the cavalry who took the lead in the charge, but the infantry who took the lead, walking and testing.

Although the Yan army's approach slowed down, as time went by, the Yan army was infinitely close to Jiangzhou City.

On the Jiangzhou City Tower.

"It still takes a hundred steps to reach the bow and arrow range."

"Seventy more steps are needed..."

"There are still sixty steps left...Benefactor, the Yan army has stopped again!"

Zhu Xiuyuan nodded, looked at the Yan army in the distance and stopped moving forward, and solemnly said: "The bows and arrows of the Yan army are better than those of our Chen country, with an extra fifty steps of shooting range...be careful to dodge and beware of the Yan army's battle."

With a strong bow and quick arrows, let’s test our city with bows and arrows first.”

Following Zhu Xiuyuan's order, a series of drum beats sounded again on the city wall.

Urgent and regular, this is the signal transmitted. Most people cannot understand it, but the soldiers guarding the city can understand it.

After a while, Yan Dashan suddenly shouted: "My benefactor, the Yan army has moved...are they archers? My benefactor guessed it right. The Yan army is indeed relying on its strong bows and fast arrows to test and attack us."

"Be careful to avoid!"

As soon as he finished speaking, locust-like arrows rained down from the sky.

Dong-dong-dong, a series of sounds, it was the sound of raindrops of arrows hitting the city wall, it was really like rain.

Zhu Xiuyuan and others hid behind the battlements, listening to the thumping sound, their hearts beat like beating drums.

Occasionally, individual arrow clusters penetrate the mottled parapet and shoot into the tower...

Zhu Xiuyuan was horrified and felt the cruelty of war firsthand.

If these arrow clusters hit the body, even if one does not die, the skin will still be peeled off, not to mention there are so many arrow clusters...

As a modern person, Zhu Xiuyuan has never even dreamed of such a dream.

This is a war, an ancient war.

At this time, his heart was full of novelty, excitement, fear, and astonishment, but of course, more importantly, he was determined.

The continuous rain of arrows and migratory locusts continued for more than half a quarter of an hour.

After the offensive subsided slightly, Yan Dashan risked his life and looked out.

Then he shouted: "My benefactor, the Yan army has entered the range of our bows and arrows and can counterattack."

As soon as Yan Dashan finished speaking, he immediately shrank his head. Like lightning, it turned out that a stray arrow flew right by Yan Dashan's face. If Yan Dashan had been slower, although it would not be fatal, it would have been inevitable to lose his appearance.

"It's so dangerous, Dashan, are you okay?" Zhu Xiuyuan realized afterward that his heart was in his throat.

"My benefactor, it's okay, it's okay. It's just a stray arrow. The villain can still escape. But benefactor, don't come out yet. It's too dangerous!"

Yan Dashan grinned, showing his white teeth.

"It's okay..." Zhu Xiuyuan patted his chest.

At this time, in his heart, the cruelty of war was refreshed again.

It was different from what he imagined. It was so different. It turned out that people would actually die. It was not a joke.

After the shock subsided, Zhu Xiuyuan ordered the drummer to give a new order: "Start to fight back with bows and arrows!"

Suddenly, a series of dense drum beats, like thunder, resounded throughout the city wall.

The defenders hiding behind the battlements took risks and fired arrows to counterattack the Yan army.

"ah!"

"ah!"

After a while, screams were heard from time to time on the city wall, one after another, like the croaking of frogs on a summer night.

Those were the soldiers injured by the Yan army's bows and arrows.

Every time they screamed, Zhu Xiuyuan's heart twitched...

Those are living lives. They are not balloons hanging on wooden boards waiting for guests to shoot. They are people!

But in the blink of an eye, with screams one after another, so many lives have been lost...

Zhu Xiuyuan's heart was like beating a drum, the blood in his body accelerated, and his eyes widened. He was like a drowning man, with no sense of security and difficulty breathing. He could only press his back tightly against the battlements, and the strength of his back rebounded, that kind of
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