Chapter 649 Blood-stained City Walls
The more than 2,000 men of Caoma were already in chaos. They whipped their horses frantically so that they could escape the pursuit of the enemies behind them.
Zhuma stood upright on his horse, with the wounds on his body bandaged briefly. Seeing the chaotic state of the light cavalry retreating, he sent some cavalrymen to lead them with dissatisfaction.
With the guidance of these cavalrymen, the retreating cavalrymen were finally much more orderly, and they did not rush towards Zhuma's reorganized army, but bypassed from the left and right.
"Duke, you'd better go back to the city."
The warrior next to him advised.
The cavalry teams behind him wearing heavy cavalry armor were all show-offs.
Not to mention that they had never participated in heavy cavalry training, even if they had the foundation of heavy cavalry, the tattered armor on their bodies could no longer protect them.
At this time, if the Duke could shock the enemy, it would be fine. If he couldn't shock them...
"No need to persuade them anymore."
Zhuma waved his hand, turned his head and glanced at these warriors, and said, "Put more blood on your body and face to scare the enemy."
After hearing his order, the people below stopped persuading and got busy.
Soon everyone was ready, and the enemy rushed over. Zhuma raised his spear, and the cavalry behind immediately followed.
The spears were like a forest, and the enemy slowly stopped their horses.
The two armies were facing each other, the enemy was observing them, and they were also observing the enemy.
Zhuma had a sly smile on his bloodstained face, his right hand slowly moved down, and he dropped his lance.
He was going to charge.
Zhuma clamped his legs together, and the warhorse began to trot forward, and then the speed became faster and faster, and behind him, the army followed.
"Let's go."
After a little thought, the herdsmen leader Casseldo said without hesitation.
The light cavalry ran freely, and it was difficult for the heavy cavalry to catch up, not to mention that Zhuma had no intention of chasing.
But he still made full use of his posture until he showed a rhythm that he was sure he could not catch up, then he stopped and rode back to the city.
At this time, the sun was just shining brightly in the sky. When Zhu Ma walked out of the dark city gate, the dazzling sun shone into his eyes, and his eyes went dark and he passed out.
In this battle, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry was almost completely wiped out, and countless centurions and 500 captains were killed in the battle. Duke Zhu Ma was also seriously injured and fainted.
When Zhu Ma slowly woke up, it was pitch black outside.
"What's going on outside?"
He was startled by his own hoarse voice.
"The enemy has not attacked the city yet, and the young Duke is commanding on the top of the city."
The attendant next to him immediately responded.
Zhu Ma nodded and tried to get up, but found that his body was tightly entangled by bandages, making it almost impossible for him to move.
"Remove the bandages on me."
He lay down again and said to the guards beside him.
"Duke, this is the great doctor..."
"Remove it."
Zhu Ma said impatiently.
The guards did not dare to say much and hurried forward to remove the bandages.
But he was also smart. He did not pick up small pieces and only removed some of the obstacles to movement to make it easier for Zhu Ma to move.
It was indeed much easier to stand up again, but Zhu Ma found that his body was very heavy and painful. It was impossible to get on the horse.
"Put on armor and go to the city wall."
The guards put on armor for Zhu Ma and followed him to the city wall.
At night, there were several totem fires on the city wall, illuminating the surroundings of the city wall.
"Has the enemy been silent?"
Zhu Ma asked.
The young duke shook his head and said, "No, I sent out cavalry to observe from a distance, and they reported that there was a chaos in their team."
Zhu Ma thought for a while and nodded, "During the daytime battle, I found that their front and rear armies were not in harmony. I think they rioted because of this."
The young duke's face was happy, and he said, "Father, isn't this a good thing?"
Zhu Ma shook his head with a serious face and said, "If they still maintain superficial harmony, it is naturally a good thing, but if they have already rioted, I think the trouble has been solved, which is not a good thing."
He reached out and rubbed his son's head, and gave him a rare smile.
He was very satisfied that his son could stand up when he was seriously injured.
"Father, can we attack the camp?"
The father's smile is the best encouragement, and the young duke asked with his chest puffed out.
Zhu Ma shook his head and said, "The heavy armor of the Iron Cavalry is broken, and we don't have the ability to repair it. Now we can only defend and wait for the Human King and the Alliance's troops to arrive."
The little Duke showed worry on his face and asked, "Will they help us?"
The Human King and the Alliance's troops are here to attack them.
"Yes, they will."
The Duke said affirmatively, and in his heart, he thought of Manu, the dead man.
After talking with his son for a while, the Duke began to patrol the city, which boosted the morale of the soldiers on the city wall.
The Duke was very tired after the patrol, but he did not go back to the Duke's Mansion to rest, but slept on the city wall with his clothes on.
This was naturally to boost military morale, but at the same time it also showed his importance to the enemy.
However, the enemy did not attack in the next few days.
After the defeat that day, Heslamo joined forces with the traveler leader and the herdsman leader to deprive the merchant leader of his power.
Although their armored warriors were defeated in the battle that day, the casualties were not as severe as those of the iron cavalry.
Only more than 300 armored soldiers died in total, and only more than 500 were injured, including those who died in the battle.
But such a number of people was enough to shock the army. After all, this was not a pure army.
In the past few days, Heslamo had been adjusting the morale of the army and the status of the team. On the tenth day, he finally led the warriors back to the battlefield.
This time, he made sufficient preparations and allocated a thousand armors to the cavalry. If the Xiliang Iron Cavalry came again, he would make sure that the enemy would never return.
However, what he didn't know was that the remaining iron cavalry in Xiliang City were not enough to charge, and the few remaining heavy armors were all arranged on the city walls one by one.
Zhu Ma had already made up his mind that he would not fight again before the Human King and the Alliance Army arrived.
"Father, let's shoot arrows?"
The young Duke said to Zhu Ma while looking at the enemies deploying siege weapons under the city wall.
Zhu Ma shook his head. The bows and arrows were not enough at this distance. If he wanted to achieve success, he had to wait. His son still had too little combat experience.
While waiting quietly, the enemy began to push the siege weapons towards the city wall. When they entered the effective range of arrows, Zhu Ma immediately waved his hand and asked the warriors to shoot.
The arrows fell like raindrops. Even though the enemies were protected by that strange power, they could still cause some damage.
But this group of enemies were quite agile. They could flexibly shuttle among the arrows or knock off the arrows with the weapons in their hands.
"It would be great if there were enough bronze arrows."
Zhu Ma sighed.
The enemies dared to fly through the arrows because the bows and arrows did not scare them enough. If they were all bronze arrows, they would not dare to be so reckless. When
more than half of the enemies were closer, Zhu Ma gave the order to add bronze arrows to the arrows.
In this way, the killing power was increased. Many enemies fell to the ground after being shot by arrows and began to withdraw from the battlefield.
But this was not enough to drive away all the enemies. The siege weapons were still moving forward, and the armored enemies in the rear also started to start.
"Boom..."
The ladders on the siege began to extend and landed heavily on the top of the city wall. The warriors wanted to cut down these wooden ladders, but the enemy began to shoot arrows upwards.
Their arrows were short and the shooting distance was not far, but their accuracy and destructive power were very strong. Many warriors who looked out were shot down.
"Let the archers shoot those enemies without armor. They are all enemy archers."
Zhu Ma ordered while grabbing the bow and arrow and shooting downwards.
He had bronze arrows in his hands, but not many, so the frequency of his shooting was not fast, but the accuracy was amazing.
After shooting and killing three enemies in succession, someone finally noticed him. When he looked out once, an arrow shot at him. He dodged in a hurry, but was still scratched on the forehead by the arrow.
"Father, are you okay?"
the young duke asked worriedly.
Zhu Ma looked at him unhappily and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense on the battlefield? If it happens again, you should go down the city by yourself and don't participate in the war."
The young duke was speechless, and Zhu Ma leaned forward to shoot arrows again.
When he shot the sixth arrow, the enemy attacked.
For the first time, those armored warriors exerted all their strength, with a gray light surging on their bodies, and they rushed up the ladder frantically.
Ordinary bows and arrows have almost no effect on them. Only bronze arrows with totem power can cause damage.
"Draw your sword and prepare for close combat."
Zhu Ma drew out the long sword at his waist, stood up first and said.
When he stood up, the enemy was already close to the city wall. The young duke beside Zhu Ma also stood up immediately, picked up the spear and began to pound the enemy down.
In the siege, the warriors on and off the city could not actually perform any extraordinary means. Those
below were just charging with shields, while those above were mostly pounding.
He held the spear upside down with his left and right hands, twisted the waist to pound from top to bottom, with strong attack power and easy to exert force.
The leading warrior hurriedly used the shield in his hand to hold the spear, but his body was uncontrollably pounded backwards by the spear and fell directly down.
After the young duke pounded once, he put away the spear and prepared to pound a second time, while the enemy behind him had already climbed up.
Without the old duke taking action, another warrior came forward with a spear upside down and stabbed down.
This time, the warrior was not stabbed down by him. He slightly moved his shield to the side, and the spear directly passed through the shield, and the force was lost.
The warrior threw his body forward. If Zhuma had not kicked him at the critical moment, it is estimated that this guy could have thrown down the city.
"Hold on, stabbed to death."
Zhuma frowned and said dissatisfiedly.
"Yes."
The warriors responded hurriedly and stabbed down more vigorously.
It was good that Zhuma was here to keep the peace. The warriors in other places were a little nervous, and some places were broken through in an instant.
Those armored warriors entered the city wall and immediately killed people everywhere. The warriors could not stop them at all.
All they could rely on were a limited number of heavily armored warriors and their numerical superiority.
In some places, warriors would use their bodies to resist the enemy's weapons, and then hold the enemy tightly, trying to give their comrades a chance to attack.
But as long as the power of the enemy's broadsword surged, these warriors could not hold the enemy's weapons, and even their bodies were directly split open.
The battle on the city wall was extremely brutal. The warriors of Xiliang City were almost defending the city with their flesh and blood.
Soon, the city was covered with blood, and the entire west wall of Xiliang City and the outer wall were all stained red with blood.