In the dark, a hundred elite soldiers were slowly approaching Zhou Qingfeng's stronghold by the river. Although the leader, Niu Lu, was arrogant, his years of battle experience made him very careful. He divided his hundred men into several groups and advanced together. Their target was the wooden walls of the stronghold that couldn't be seen clearly in the dark.
A sneak attack at night was nothing to the Female Zhenrens. They had done this kind of thing many times, and every soldier knew what they should do. They held swords and spears in their hands and walked slowly. They didn't make any movements that startled the enemy. Their goal was to get as close to the enemy as possible and light a torch after the battle to point out the path and direction for the following troops. They also stuck to the defending soldiers and didn't let them do anything else.
In the dark of the night, there wasn't even a sentry in the small stronghold. The leader, Niu Lu, only saw a few torches on the opposite wooden wall, but didn't see any sentry. He bent his back and held his breath. At the same time, he gripped the hilt of his saber tightly and brewed the killing intent in his heart. Later, he would definitely be able to chop off a few heads and maybe get half a 'future'.
'Future' was something that was set by the wild boar skin in the military system of Jianzhou. It was very valuable. Half a 'future' could let an ordinary banner soldier enter the bureaucratic system. And 'future' was very hard to come by. One had to be the first to ascend, kill the general, capture the flag, and make great military contributions to obtain it. It was not easy.
If there was half a 'future', it could let a Niu Lu really get promoted by one level.
The leader, Niu Lu, whose real name was Ba Zhai, felt that he had hit the jackpot this time. The fifth and eighth beilei were personally leading the troops this time. The two of them especially valued the enemy who was staying in the small stronghold in front. However, this stronghold looked ordinary and seemed easy to fight.
"Master Ba Zhai, there's a ditch here." In the dark, someone suddenly fell down and immediately warned.
"Shut up." Ba Zhai shouted in a low voice. He had already walked under the wooden wall of the stronghold and was about to climb over the wall when he found that there was a deep ditch under his feet. He tentatively touched the bottom and found that the ditch was very deep and wide. There was even water in it. Even though he wasn't short, he could only see his head when he jumped down.
"Pass down my order, find some wooden planks and build a human wall." Barley ordered. He tried to feel his way down the trench and found that the edge of the opposite trench was level with the edge of the wooden wall. That was to say, the wooden wall of the Stronghold was about two or three meters high from the ground, but when he looked down the trench, he found that the wooden wall extended directly into the trench. It was actually four meters high.
Don't underestimate this extra meter. You'll be in big trouble.
The wooden wall was three meters high, and the two of them could climb it with a ladder, but they couldn't climb four meters high.
The person who built this wooden wall was really evil!
"Does anyone have iron claws for climbing walls?" Barton Zhai had no choice but to ask his subordinates.
"Yes." Ropes for climbing walls and iron claws were all readily available. Immediately, an elite soldier from Jianzhou went forward and threw his iron claws at the wooden wall, attempting to hook onto the wall and climb up.
Right at that moment, a loud shout came from within the stronghold. "Damn it, those Jianzhou bastards are finally here."
Barton Zhai was soaking in the water in the trench outside the stronghold when he suddenly heard a thunderous shout from within the stronghold. Hundreds of people shouted in unison, and it was deafening. The cold water in October was already a bit cold, and this voice scared him even more, causing him to shiver and a gust of cold air to emerge from his body.
Oh no, the enemy was prepared.
"Quick, throw the iron claws up the wall."
"Light a fire, think of a way to start a fire and throw it in."
"Archers, keep an eye on the top of the wall. If anyone pops out, shoot them."
As a Niu Lu Erzhen, Barton Zhai reacted very quickly. With just a few words, he shouted out a response. The elite soldier from Jianzhou who threw the iron claws behind him didn't need any more instructions. After hooking onto the wooden wall, he jumped over the trench and climbed up quickly. He pressed on the top of the wall and was about to climb over.
The rope for the iron claws fell, and Barton Zhai quickly grabbed it and climbed up from the bottom of the trench. He looked up and saw that the elite soldier from Jianzhou who climbed up had just stood up when an arrow suddenly hit his chest. The elite soldier immediately fell backward and fell into the water in the trench outside the wooden wall.
Water splashed onto Barton Zhai's face, but he didn't have time to be afraid and continued to climb up. Because the more he hesitated, the faster he would die. He couldn't do anything outside the wooden wall. He had to climb over the wall and fight. The beginning of a siege was always the most bloody and cruel. Eighty percent of the casualties occurred at this moment.
Barton Zhai had broken through many strongholds. He knew what he had to do now, and so did his subordinates. No one complained, no one hesitated, and no one even shouted. Everyone did their best to kill their way in. As long as he could kill his way in and hack a few times, those cowards hiding behind the wooden walls would immediately disperse.
But when Barton Zhai climbed halfway, he suddenly saw several torches being thrown over the wall. The torches fell to the ground and illuminated his back. They also illuminated the elite soldiers from Jianzhou who were climbing over the trench. When the torches shone, Barton Zhai immediately knew something was wrong. He immediately stuck his body close to the wall he was climbing and looked left and right. He wanted to know what the people in the stronghold were doing.
Sharp arrows whizzed over from both sides of the wooden wall. The elite soldiers from Jianzhou who were illuminated by the torches became living targets. At this time, they didn't have speed or stealth. They all stood in place and wanted to cross the trench. A wave of arrows came and shot down more than ten people on the spot. Some were killed on the spot, and some were injured and screamed.
With some light from the torches, Barton Zhai saw that there were two small watchtowers on both sides of the stronghold's wooden wall. A row of archers stood on the watchtowers and kept shooting at them from the sides. The archers he arranged to cover the front were blocked by the wooden wall of the watchtowers. They couldn't even interfere.
"What kind of people built this broken stronghold? How can they have so many tricks up their sleeves? "Barton Zhai cursed, but his hands didn't stop climbing. It was impossible to retreat at this time. They could only continue to attack. As for the people dying, how could there be no deaths in war?
"Climb over, climb over! If we don't, we'll all die outside!" Barton Zhai shouted loudly and took the lead to climb up the wooden wall. As soon as he appeared, an arrow shot at him. He lowered his body and easily dodged it. He grabbed the machete on his back and jumped down the wooden wall.
When his feet landed, Barton Zhai immediately felt at ease. He raised his head and laughed wildly. Even though he was facing more than ten spears, he was still fearless. "You clothed slaves dare to fight with me, Barton Zhai?"
Barton Zhai had the cultivation of Tendons and Bones Level 3. He was the first to roar. There was spiritual power hidden in the sound wave, and it quickly spread. The dozen or so spearmen who were pouncing at him were just about to stab a few bloody holes in him, but the roar made them feel dizzy. The strength of the spears instantly weakened.
Barton Zhai was overjoyed. He fell to the ground and slid down toward the spears. With a slash of the machete in his hand, the spear-wielding slave screamed and fell to the ground. The spearmen surrounding him were frightened. They retreated as if there was a poisonous snake under their feet, afraid that Barton Zhai would also slash their legs.
When Barton Zhai broke through a point, seven or eight elite soldiers of the Jian Province immediately rushed over. They tacitly formed a semicircle and raised their weapons to expand the territory they occupied. In a face-to-face fight like this, slaves who hadn't gone through strict training didn't have the appropriate fighting skills. They didn't even have the mental fortitude to fight. They quickly retreated.
Zhou Qingfeng wasn't at this point. For a moment, there were only a few Jurchen soldiers left behind by Chu Ying in the stronghold to fight against Barton Zhai. But when they saw more and more enemies coming over the wall, many of the soldiers turned around and ran. Their morale dropped to the bottom.
"Light up, light up! Tell the Fifth Beilei that we're coming in." Barton Zhai laughed happily. He didn't continue to charge into the stronghold. Instead, he excitedly called for more of his men to break through and stand firm on the wooden wall in front of him. If it wasn't for the fact that the wooden wall built by Zhou Qingfeng was so strong, he wanted to tear it down to make it easier for his own people to come in.
The current situation was exactly the same as the strongholds they had broken through in the past. As long as they fought their way through the most difficult and bloody barrier at the top of the wall, the morale of the soldiers in the stronghold would immediately drop and all resistance would collapse.
Barton Zhai felt that the outcome of tonight's battle was already decided. He laughed loudly alone. Even the fierce soldiers of the Jian Province who followed closely behind him did the same. They chopped the horses in the stronghold into pieces of wood, lit them and set them on fire. Barton Zhai was even more excited. He shouted, "In less than a quarter of an hour, this stronghold will be ours."
Amidst the fighting was the sound of laughter. The elite soldiers of the Jian Province who had climbed over the wall from behind rushed in in a line. They were indescribably excited. When Barton Zhai had more than a dozen subordinates around him, the slaves and soldiers in the stronghold had already completely avoided them.
At this time, no one knew what Zhou Qingfeng was doing. He still didn't come to block the breakthrough that was occupied by the enemy. Instead, an opening suddenly appeared in a soldier's cave inside the stronghold. With a few clattering sounds, the wall split open and a black heavy sword slashed out from inside.
Barton Zhai was facing the wooden hut used for resting and guarding the soldiers. He was stunned to see such a heavy sword suddenly appear. Following that, there was a crashing sound from the broken wooden wall. A tall and big guy with a shiny black body crawled out from inside.
What the f * ck was that?
Barton Zhai and the others were stunned. He was 1.7 meters tall and wasn't considered short among the female Zhenrens. However, the guy in front of him was 1.8 meters tall. His shiny black body looked like armor, and it was the especially thick kind.
"Be careful," Barton Zhai said in a low voice. Right now, he just needed to stabilize his territory and not make any mistakes. He was very vigilant towards this strange guy that suddenly appeared. He sensed his opponent's strength and felt that his cultivation was a little strange. However, it was definitely not as high as his. He immediately felt relieved. It was good that his cultivation wasn't as high as his. There was still a chance.
Speaking of fighting, Barton Zhai immediately raised his saber. The edge of the saber shone brightly. He wanted to test the strength of the black guy in front of him. He was confident that with his 30% cultivation, he would definitely be stronger than his opponent. In a war, the strong bullied the weak.
The current battle had just warmed up, and Barton Zhai's morale was high. He suddenly felt that he had a breakthrough. The strength, speed, and angle were all perfectly coordinated. If the enemy was not mentally strong, they would be scared stiff by the killing intent of the saber. It was as if their souls had been cut.
However, the black guy in front of him didn't even have the slightest reaction. Its movements were even a little stiff, like a machine that lacked lubrication. However, its reaction was one step ahead. Before Barton Zhai's saber hit its neck, it raised its heavy sword and pointed in the direction of Barton Zhai's attack.
When Barton Zhai saw that he was about to hit the tip of the opponent's sword, he immediately shouted and slowed down. However, he still couldn't dodge. He could only watch as the tip of the opponent's sword pierced his chest. The cotton armor on his chest and the leather armor underneath were cut open by the sword. The opposing force also caused the tip of the opponent's sword to deviate. The blade slid down and left a bloody wound on Barton Zhai's ribs.
Barton Zhai rolled on the ground and fell on his face. His judgment was correct. This black guy was only at the first level of the muscles and bones, but his combat experience was definitely enough to defeat Barton Zhai.
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