"Traitors!" Seeing the sudden appearance of these flying sickle riders from the Black Scarf Army, a group of heavily armored Modao soldiers also emerged from the garrison guarding the city.
Compared with other soldiers, these Modao soldiers were selected from tall, strong and powerful people, each of them was about two meters tall. They wore three layers of infantry armor, with only their eyes exposed. They held heavy Modao in their hands and swung them down with all their might, making shrill sounds in the air.
After these Modao soldiers walked onto the city wall, the Black Turban Army that had been attacking before suddenly stopped like a tide hitting a boulder. Their rotten silver swords could not cut through the heavy armor at all, and the opponent's heavy Modao was swung down like a giant axe, often able to split people in half.
In this way, with these Modao soldiers as an iron wall, the soldiers defending the city followed behind with firearms to assist in shooting. The cooperation between the two was extremely powerful. The former only needed to concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front of them without worrying about attacks from the rear and sides, while the soldiers holding firearms also had a solid movable barrier and could shoot with peace of mind.
Faced with such a combination, the Black Scarf Army on the city wall was defeated step by step. In order to save the situation, some sickle soldiers riding black eagles had to brave the fire of firearms and rush directly to the formation of those soldiers in the rear, hoping to disrupt the rhythm.
But after gaining experience this time, the soldiers defending the city became calm. First, they dispersed one after another to avoid being entangled and strangled by the flying sickles and chains. Then some soldiers took out scarlet firearms as long as firecrackers.
These large red firearms, as thick as wrists, were printed with the black lacquer seal of the workshop. They were all creations of Chixiaofang under Dongguansi. As the black and red sealing paper was torn open, a piece of silver-gray fuse was revealed.
The soldier on the side lit the fuse with a torch, and then the soldier in the front carried the firearm and aimed it at the eagle-riding sickle-wielding soldiers attacking from the sky.
Brilliant sparks spurted out from behind the scarlet tube, and then a rocket shot out, leaving a dazzling flame trail in the air, and the air was filled with thick green smoke.
The dazzling rocket hit the Black Hawk in the sky, causing it to pause in its dive, and then it flew backwards a few meters with the man and the Hawk, and then suddenly exploded, igniting a brilliant ball of fire in the sky, and then threads of fire rain and blood fell, and the charred corpse fell into the river outside the city like mud.
With the strength of the Plantagenet Dynasty, even the garrisons of local states and counties had sufficient reserves of firearms. Facing the rebels from the seven states of Lei, the garrison of Yanyu State held out for several months with only one state.
After the initial chaos, the defenders in the city finally launched a counterattack. First, dazzling "Night Breaking Arrows" streaked across the sky, shooting down and repelling the Black Hawk Scythemen circling in the sky. Then, the few cannons on the hillside in the city were adjusted to smash the bamboo rafts and wooden boards on the river outside the city. Finally, teams of soldiers with firearms cleaned the city walls step by step, and then set fire to the ladders and wooden frames on the top of the city.
Although the offensive, which had been prepared for weeks, was close to success at one point, it ended in failure at a critical moment. Even though the number of these Black Turban Army was more than four times that of the defenders, they still could not capture an ordinary city within the dynasty, let alone a natural fortress like Tianfeng Pass.
Although the Xuanfeng army was powerful, it lacked accumulation, strict discipline and military strategy, and was unable to achieve a decisive victory in the battle.
As the sun set, the Black Turban Army gradually retreated. The riverside and the foot of the city wall were filled with residual black smoke and corpses. Various broken flagpoles and swords were randomly stuck in the ground. There were traces of blood in the river, and a lot of debris and corpses flowed downstream along the river.
After the battle, the captain guarding the city led his generals to climb up the city wall again to look around. There were dried dark red bloodstains on his gold-bronze black hammer armor, and there was a hole in the armor on the abdomen, but fortunately it did not penetrate.
"Have they retreated?" He looked towards the camp on the opposite bank.
"Yes, sir. The soldiers stationed upstream and downstream reported that they did not see any enemy troops crossing the river to launch a surprise attack."
"It seems the Black Turban Army's strategy is still very immature, but this is fortunate. If they had taken advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and capture the upstream or downstream areas, we would have been in a much more passive position. Now we don't have more soldiers to send out for rescue."
"Yes, sir. Although these rebels from the Seven Continents of Thunder have the support of the Xuanyi Palace, the Xuanyi Palace's heritage is mostly about government affairs and criminal law, and they are not good at leading troops in battle."
"Xuanyi Palace, ah..." The captain sighed, as if he was recalling something.
"The Qiu official back then, Ying Lixing, was also someone I admired. What a shame."
Afterwards, he took his men to patrol and appease the people before walking down the city wall.
"Send a letter to the governor, saying that we have held our ground and killed thousands of enemies, but we have also suffered heavy casualties. We hope to recruit soldiers and supplies from within the state."
"Yes, sir."
In the following week, these black scarf soldiers holding high the black flag of Xuanfeng launched several tentative attacks again, but none of them gained any advantage. As time went by, the time for the support promised by King Huainan was getting closer and closer.
In the tent of the Black Turban Army camp leader on the other side of the river, a group of people were discussing around a long table.
"We can't wait any longer. We must take Wuxin City within this week." A military advisor waving a folding fan spoke. He was handsome, wearing a long-sleeved robe with a black background and green embroidery, and a jade pendant with tassels hanging around his waist, just like a young master of a noble family in the dynasty.
"Informants in the city report that King Huainan has promised to send troops. If we can't capture him, it will be even harder to win in the future."
"The army under King Huainan's command is not just these weak provincial and county guards. They include many elite border troops and disciples who have come to accompany them. We will be at a disadvantage against them."
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