The Nameless of the Common Clans

The next morning, the Taiping Cult began to urge people to get up. Chen Mo hid Heizi and followed everyone out. He had a plan in mind, so Chen Mo was particularly active today.

However, unlike the previous siege, this time, the commander Zhou Fang sent out some Taiping Cult soldiers to separate the refugees. There was no subdivision. Anyway, there were dozens or hundreds of people in each group, and ten or five Taiping Army soldiers were mixed in to lead these refugees.

Chen Mo, who was in it, did not find any changes, but standing on the top of Quyang City, he could find that today's Taiping Cult army was different from before. Although the formation was still a little messy, it at least looked a bit like that.

"I didn't expect that there were still some people in the Taiping Cult who knew how to manage the army!" Zang Hong looked at the changes in the Taiping Army and was not too surprised.

Zhang Chao nodded and said, "They have also made long ladders. I'm afraid today's battle will not be as easy as the day before."

This defense of the city is not a confrontation between two armies. It is useless for the other side to arrange a good formation. The real threat to the defenders is the long ladder. Although it is not a cloud ladder and can be easily pushed out, the Taiping Sect has some means of climbing the city. If these people are really allowed to rush to the city, it will still be a threat. There are only a few hundred people in the city. Once the war of attrition begins, even if one person can exchange for ten of the other side, they can't afford it.

"Let people guard the four sides with spears, and when they see the long ladders put up, use the long spears to push them down." Zang Hong looked at the other side's formation and agreed with Zhang Chao's words. With so many long ladders, if they really let them put them on the city wall, it would be a hard battle.

"There are only more than 300 county guards here, where are the people?" Zhang Chao said helplessly.

"Before, the county lieutenant had been ordered to recruit civilians in the city and let them come up to help." Zang Hong frowned.

"These civilians are still needed to maintain order in the city. If they are sent up, what should we do if someone causes chaos in the city?" Zhang Chao said with some expectation.

"That's perfect. We will wipe out all the remaining remnants in the city!" Zang Hong leaned against the parapet and laughed loudly: "Last time we investigated the Taiping believers in the city, we have captured many. Even if there are some omissions, it will be difficult to accomplish anything!"

In the end, Zhang Chao was still worried about the stability of the city. He did not call up all the civilians, but only transferred half of them. He sent a long spear to be responsible for pushing down the ladders on the city wall.

This thing is not a cloud ladder. It not only has a barb, but also has a specially fixed base at the bottom. It is difficult to push. Ordinary ladders can be pushed out with just one push. This is why Zang Hong and Zhang Chao can still chat and laugh on the enemy tower even when facing tens of thousands of Taiping believers. The lack of siege equipment means that even if the enemy has more people, they can't climb up. Even if there are ladders now, the points for climbing the city are counted and easy to deal with.

Moreover, although I just praised the other party for knowing how to manage the army, managing the army is different from fighting. The difference in equipment is needless to say. Most people are refugees and are not threatening at all.

The Taiping Army is obviously serious today. A large number of Taiping elites are mixed in the crowd to command. At least it will not be like before when the whole army formation is in chaos after just one wave of arrows. Under the command of these Taiping elites, ladders are carried and rushed towards the city wall. Before reaching the city wall, the enemy's arrows have already fallen.

"Don't be chaotic, those who retreat will be killed on the spot!" A Taiping elite waved his hand and killed the person who wanted to retreat, and screamed at the same time: "Charge!"

Although there are many refugees, most of them are cowards. Faced with the cruelty of these Taiping elites, they have no idea of ​​resisting at all, and can only continue to move forward under their urging.

Chen Mo had killed people before, and he had a lot of courage in his bones. He was not scared, but if he turned around and ran at this time, he would definitely be courting death. He was afraid that he could not defeat any of the elites of the Taiping Sect, and he was not ready to run.

The short bow was already in his hand, and the wooden arrow wrapped in the blood letter was already on the string, but at this moment, there was at least a hundred steps away from the city wall. At this distance, Chen Mo could not shoot his wooden arrow at the city wall. He could only lower his head as much as possible and follow the crowd towards the city wall.

Puff~

The attack from the direction of the city wall was obviously much stronger. The cold arrows fell from the sky with a strong Guan Xing. A man next to Chen Mo was pierced through the head by an arrow without any warning. After standing still for a moment, he fell straight down.

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat. There was no pattern to the arrows that fell from the sky. He had the ability to predict luck and could see who had good luck, but how strong could ordinary people's luck be? Usually, the luck of a person would change at the moment when the arrow was shot. It was difficult to avoid it.

At this time, Chen Mo could only rely on his relatively thin body and try to lower his body to make the people around him a natural barrier, so that he would not be easily attacked by arrows. The rest depended on his fate.

However, those who were driven to the front line were obviously not the targets of the city guards. The ones who really received the focus of attention were the archers in the rear who were responsible for helping to suppress the city guards. There were not many of them, and the guards were high above, so the arrows had a longer range.

Chen Mo mixed in the crowd, carefully looking at the defenders on the city wall. He had never seen how a real general was dressed, but from their clothes, which were different from those of others, he thought their identities would not be too bad. Chen Mo quickly spotted a few of them. At this time, there were only about thirty steps left to the city wall, and the people in the front row had already started to put up ladders outside the moat and climb up.

He silently estimated the distance in his heart. In order to ensure that his blood letter could be seen by the high-level officials of Quyang, he prepared to shoot one arrow near each person.

When he was about twenty steps away, Chen Mo suddenly drew his bow and arrow, and a wooden arrow flew out lightly. The slight whistling sound did not attract attention in this noisy battlefield.

On the top of the city, the county lieutenant was directing the battle, but saw a wooden arrow rushing towards him. In the county lieutenant's astonished eyes, it landed on the breastplate on his chest and bounced out.

What?

The county lieutenant touched his breastplate blankly.

Chen Mo was a little regretful. It was still too far away. If it was closer, he should be able to shoot the silver helmet on his head.

Change one!

This time, Chen Mo set his target on a scholar. Although he was a scholar, he was also wearing leather armor. Chen Mo followed the crowd a few steps forward and shot the arrow again. This time, he set the arrowhead in the gap of the opponent's leather armor and it was not bounced off.

Next one!

Seeing the scholar curiously pulling out the wooden arrow, Chen Mo clenched his fists excitedly and continued to look for other targets...

I have been helping with martial law these past two days, I hope everyone is okay.