Chapter 875: Jiajia Is Here (2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
A loud sound reverberated in the area.
A deep horn suddenly sounded in this world. This was the signal to attack the city. nove/lb-In
“Since you’re stubborn, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance.” Song Zhong suddenly pulled out the spear on his back and waved it forward. An earth-shattering roar erupted from the depths of his chest. “Soldiers, listen up.
Attack the city! ”
An extended horn sounded, and at the same time, the war drums sounded. Dong, dong, dong...
From slow to urgent, the sounds entered everyone’s ears with an unstoppable momentum. “Charge in and kill them all!”
“Charge!”
“Attack! ”
The Wu Kingdom army shouted excitedly. They formed a turtle shell formation and quickly approached the city gate.
Xiao Qirui glanced at Song Jingchen. Seeing that he was silent, he raised his hand. “Hit the drum.”
The war drums on the city gate tower were beaten by someone, and a loud rumbling sound shook the world.
Amidst the war drums, the soldiers quickly entered combat mode.
When the Wu Kingdom army entered the range of the arrows, Xiao Qirui raised his hand again. “Fire.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a rain of arrows instantly tore through the sky and enveloped the Wu Kingdom’s army.
After the first row of archers finished shooting, they quickly took a step back and reloaded their arrows. The archers at the back immediately went forward and shot the arrows in their hands.
The two rows of archers cooperated and surrounded the city with arrows.
However, the Wu Kingdom’s army was all hidden in the turtle shell formation, and the arrows could not injure them at all.
The soldiers on the city wall could not help but feel anxious.
Han Tong watched this scene coldly. He picked up the blue flag at the side and waved it forward.
A loud sound reverberated in the area.
The horn sounded. In front of them, the soldiers carried ladders on their backs. The soldiers holding spears also rushed out under the cover of the turtle shell formation.
To put it bluntly, the ones at the front were there to attract the arrows.
Song Jingchen said in a low voice, “Stonehenge.”
The catapults were quickly pushed behind the archers by the soldiers. Boulders shot out in unison. At the same time, the arrows in the archers’ hands were replaced by rockets.
The huge rock smashed a flaw in the turtle shell formation. Even if it did not shatter the shield from the side, it was enough for one or two fire arrows to enter the gap and shoot into the enemy’s body.
For a moment, the Wu Kingdom’s army was shot by arrows or smashed to the ground by rocks. They screamed repeatedly.
Han Tong’s eyes turned sharp. “Archers, catapults, cover the scaling ladder.” The soldiers at the side blew the horn again.
Right on the heels of that, black gunpowder flew out from behind the camp through the catapults, drawing an arc in the sky before exploding accurately on the city gate tower.
The power of the black gunpowder was so great that the soldiers on the city wall could not dodge it at all.
They did not even have time to wail before they were badly mangled by the explosion. Some of them were affected by the power of the explosion even if they were not hit. They screamed in fear and rolled down the city gate tower.
This was only physical. The fear of black gunpowder had long been engraved in the bones of Great Xia’s soldiers.
What they saw in front of them were their companions who didn’t even leave behind their corpses. What they heard were their companions’ screams. Many people had the intention to retreat, but they subconsciously looked at Song Jingchen.
Song Jingchen stood tall in front of them.
A long whip had appeared in his hand at some point, and his other hand was waving his sword to block the rain of arrows coming from outside. If a soldier beside him rolled out of the city wall, he would immediately roll him back with the long whip.
He knew better than anyone that war was built from countless corpses.
Regardless of victory or defeat, there would be casualties, but he would still do his best to save everyone.
For some reason, everyone felt inexplicably at ease when they saw this scene.
They could not retreat. Behind them were the commoners of Great Xia, including their families. If they retreated, what would happen to the unarmed commoners?
Since they were wearing this armor, protecting them was their mission, even if it meant death!
“Brothers, don’t be afraid. They only have some black gunpowder. As long as we guard this city gate, victory will still be ours.”
Someone shouted these words.
The others also shouted, “That’s right. It’s just a few bombs. What’s there to be afraid of? At most, we’ll fight them to the death. Eighteen years later, I’ll be a good man again.”
“Right! ”
Everyone encouraged each other. Some carried bows and arrows, while others carried rocks. They rushed up to fill the “gap” created by the black gunpowder.
Some people went forward and dragged away the corpses of the soldiers on the city wall so that their companions could walk. If any of them were still alive, they could be transported to the back in time for the military doctor to treat them..
