Chapter 101 Growth, Change of Mindset

Najia La Ezhen shouted loudly outside, but when he saw no response from inside the garrison, he angrily scolded the soldiers around him. Then a loud horn sounded.

A large number of infantrymen holding wooden shields and carrying ladders moved closer to the garrison step by step.

The wall of Yinghe Fort was only four meters high. If there was a place to step on, ordinary people with more strength could climb up. If it was a warrior, they could easily climb up by just using some strength. As for the acquired warriors, they could just jump up.

So the other side simply prepared a few ladders and prepared to attack the city.

As for why not attack from the main gate.

There is a drawbridge and a trench in front of Yinghe Fort. At this time, the drawbridge has been retracted, the gate has been locked, and there are many stones and rolling logs on the gatehouse above the gate.

Generally speaking, the gate is the key defensive point of the garrison, and attacking the gate is less effective than attacking the surrounding city walls.

The shield soldiers came slowly, and the soldiers on the wall just held their breath, waiting for Yang Zhengshan's order.

Seeing the shield soldiers approaching within fifty steps, Yang Zhengshan said calmly: "Shoot!"

The next moment, arrows flew everywhere and landed on the ground and wooden shields, and of course a small number of them also landed on the enemies.

There were not many archers in the garrison. Yang Zhengshan did not train the cavalry in horse archery separately. Among the infantry, each small flag had only two archers.

There are now 500 infantrymen in the garrison, but only a hundred archers.

Hundreds of archers fired three rounds at the same time, causing dozens of casualties to the enemy, but were unable to stop the enemy from getting closer.

"I'm showing off my power to you!" Yang Zhengshan turned his head to look at Yang Mingwu next to him.

Yang Mingwu grinned and said, "Okay!"

After saying this, he waved his hand, and more than a dozen tall and strong soldiers behind him raised their pistols.

Pistol Thrower!
This was trained by Yang Mingwu. Not only did he learn the short spear throwing from Yang Zhengshan, he also selected twelve soldiers with the best arm strength under his command to practice short spear throwing.

"Come on, let them see how powerful we are!"

Yang Mingwu was a little excited. These were the twelve people he had spent a lot of effort to train.

Following his order, the twelve men immediately threw out the pistols in their hands.

bang bang bang~~
The pistols hit the wooden shields, causing many of them to break apart. Even if the shields were not broken, they made it difficult for the opponents to hold on to them. Once the shields slipped out of their hands, they would be completely exposed to the archers' arrows.

When Yang Zhengshan saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Pistol throwing is still very useful, but it is a pity that it is difficult to train such a pistol thrower.

In fact, Yang Zhengshan wanted a taller crossbow, especially a large-scale crossbow on a mount. However, this kind of thing was not something a small defense officer like him could get, nor was it something he could afford to use.

As Yang Mingwu and others took action, the enemy's casualties increased a lot, but they still moved forward steadily with their shields raised. It was obvious that these people were also well-trained soldiers.

Soon, they arrived at the foot of the city wall, with ladders set up on the wall. The real battle had just begun.

"Kill!"

"Charge forward! The first person to reach the top will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver!"

Shouts and cries of killing rang out, sharp arrows crossed in the air, swords and spears collided, blood spurted out, and in just a moment the city walls were dyed red.

The city wall was too low, and in just a few moments many people climbed up the wall, and both sides fought desperately on the wall.

However, only a few enemies were able to climb the city wall and were suppressed by the soldiers.

……

While the two sides were fighting, inside the city wall of Chongshan Pass.

"Report, my Lord, the Hu tribe has more than a thousand troops attacking Linguan Fort! Linguan Fort has lit the beacon smoke!"

A soldier quickly ran to Liang Chu's side, clasped his fists and reported.

Liang Chu, who was checking the military situation, was slightly stunned when he suddenly heard the news.

"Linguan Fort!"

He turned his head to look at the map next to him.

He had an impression of the name Linguanbao, which was the closest garrison to Guancheng. It seemed to have been abandoned more than ten years ago and rebuilt last year.

At that time, he felt that there was no need to rebuild Linguan Fort. Instead of rebuilding Linguan Fort, he was more inclined to build a beacon tower on the western hilltop.

"Linguan Fort belongs to Jianning Guard! The eldest lady of the Zhou family!"

Liang Chu looked at the location of Linguan Fort on the map, thoughtfully.

It was his decision to transfer Zhou Lan to the position of Lieutenant General of Jianning Guard.

He was not close to the Ningguo Mansion, and of course they had no grudges against each other. As for Zhou Lan, he did not want to keep Zhou Lan in the Zhenbiao Camp, but he also did not want to offend the Ningguo Mansion because of Zhou Lan, so after discussing with Zhou Lan, he transferred Zhou Lan to Jianning Guard.

Linguan Fort was a garrison under the jurisdiction of Zhou Lan, and it was also the garrison that Zhou Lan requested to be rebuilt.

He knew this.

Now that Linguan Fort was under siege, he was hesitant as to whether to send troops to provide support.

After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Keep an eye on Linguan Fort, and report to me immediately if there is any other situation!"

He has his plans and can't afford to lose the big picture for the sake of penny wise.

However, he still wanted to see if Linguan Fort could withstand the attack of the Hu people.

……

Inside Linguan Fort, the sounds of shouting and killing had become one and the same.

Faced with such a garrison, Jiala Ezhen had no intention of probing it and directly launched an attack with all his forces.

The battle had just begun and it entered its most intense moment.

The soldiers of Linguan Fort had the advantage of the city wall and had no problem blocking the enemy's attack in a short period of time.

However, I am afraid that this battle will drag on too long, because there are only 400 infantrymen actually participating in the battle.

Yang Zhengshan did not take action. He stood on the tower and watched the fighting around him quietly.

"Sir, is it time for us to take action?" Song Dashan asked softly as he stood beside Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "Wait a little longer!"

What are you waiting for?
Song Dashan really wanted to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

What are you waiting for?
Of course, we have to wait for the other side to send up their cavalry.

The enemy has 1,500 soldiers and has already deployed 1,000 infantrymen to attack the city. The remaining 500 cavalrymen are still watching from a distance.

If the siege fails after a long time, will the enemy send cavalry to participate in the siege?
Yang Zhengshan couldn't guarantee it, but that didn't stop him from taking a gamble.

As long as the enemy dared to send cavalry forward, he would lead the cavalry to charge out.

As time passed, the battle became more brutal and the casualties became more severe.

However, the soldiers in the garrison held on to the city wall and drove all the enemies who climbed up the wall down.

Suddenly, Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes. He saw that the Jia La'e opposite him was really angry and was scolding.

At this time, Borja was really angry and furious.

It was just a small garrison, but they attacked for such a long time and failed to capture it. It was so embarrassing.

The key is that their losses are still very large.

If he fails to capture this garrison, he will lose face, but if he captures this garrison with heavy casualties, he will still lose face.

Losing face is a small matter. He is afraid that he will be
"A bunch of useless trash, Barto, you guys go ahead!"

Borja roared angrily.

"Sir, do you want to wait a little longer?" A Niulu named Barto beside him couldn't help but persuade.

"What are you waiting for? Wait until all our people are dead!" Borja said angrily.

This was not a decision he made in anger, but he really felt that the cavalry under his command could capture the garrison.

Compared to the infantry, their cavalry is the most elite.

Just because the infantry cannot attack the city does not mean that the cavalry cannot attack the city after dismounting.

Among the Donghai Hu people, the real warriors are among the cavalry.

"Go quickly! I want to enter this fort before dark!" Borja roared.

Barto had no choice but to order his cavalry to join the siege.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the dismounted cavalrymen and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"Let's go, it's our turn to take action!"

He turned and walked down the tower.

Ding Qiu and Song Dashan followed closely behind him. Song Dashan's eyes were shining. At this time, he had already understood Yang Zhengshan's intention.

Charge out with the cavalry to fight!

This is much more exciting than fighting on the city wall.

In just a moment, two hundred horsemen gathered in front of the Tunbu gate.

"Open the door!" Yang Zhengshan ordered in a deep voice.

The suspension bridge fell with a bang, and the heavy wooden door slowly opened.

"Follow me closely, this battle will not end until one dies!"

"Fight until death! Fight until death!"

Uniform shouts rang out, followed by the rapid sound of horse hooves.

Yang Zhengshan was the first to rush out of the garrison.

The gate of Linguan Fort faced south, and at that time the Hu army was attacking the city from the north. Due to their insufficient ladders, there were no Hu army to the south of the fort, and only a few cavalrymen were observing the gate of the fort.

The moment the gate of the garrison opened, the cavalrymen realized something was wrong and immediately ran towards the north of the garrison, but by then Yang Zhengshan and his men had already rushed out of the garrison.

Yang Zhengshan was very familiar with Linguan Fort. He led two hundred cavalrymen and rushed directly to the north along the city wall.

In a flash, they had arrived behind the garrison and were attacking the city.

"Till death!"

The gun shot out like a dragon, with bursts of thunder.

Howling!
Hongyun let out a roar and rushed into the crowd like an ancient ferocious beast.

The Hongyun today is no longer the same as before. It wears a helmet, scale armor, and carries a load of three hundred kilograms. But even so, its speed has reached an astonishing level. In just a breath, it has already opened up a distance of more than ten feet between it and the cavalry behind it, carrying Yang Zhengshan.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan was not an ordinary cavalryman, he was a heavily armored cavalryman, and both he and his horse were like an iron lump.

Yang Zhengshan rode on horseback, looking down from a high position. He waved the gun in both hands and knocked away all the enemies around him. As for the front, he had to block Hong Yun's attack first.

Boom! !

The originally chaotic and tragic battlefield suddenly seemed to be swept by a bulldozer, and a large number of enemies fell one after another.

Ding Qiu and Song Dashan followed behind Yang Zhengshan and could only stare at his back and chase him closely.

Compared to Song Dashan, Ding Qiu's eyes were full of astonishment and surprise.

Song Dashan has always been with Yang Zhengshan and has long witnessed Yang Zhengshan's bravery and madness, but this is Ding Qiu's first time to follow Yang Zhengshan to the battlefield.

Moreover, Ding Qiu is a third-level acquired martial artist, and his eyesight is much better than Song Dashan's.

Song Dashan just thought that Yang Zhengshan was powerful, but Ding Qiu knew that Yang Zhengshan's cultivation was probably above the fifth level of the acquired realm.

So is Yang Zhengshan at the fifth level of acquired realm?

of course not.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan only had the third level of acquired cultivation, and he had just broken through to the third level half a month ago.

In terms of cultivation alone, he is not as good as Ding Qiu, but in terms of strength, three Ding Qius combined are not his match.

The improvement of physical fitness by Lingquan Water is gradual and accumulated over time.

Counting the time, Yang Zhengshan has been in this world for a year and a half, and he has also been drinking spiritual spring water for a year and a half.

Ding Qiu couldn't see Yang Zhengshan's specific cultivation level, but he felt that Yang Zhengshan's strength was similar to that of other fifth-level acquired martial artists.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan naturally didn't know the surprise in Ding Qiu's heart. He was already bloodthirsty.

It was his first time facing life and death, and he still had to prepare himself mentally.

When he faced the Hu cavalry for the first time, he was still nervous and rushed forward with brute force, but was eventually chopped back by someone.

In the Battle of Songyuan River, he felt for the first time the pleasure of charging and the passion of charging forward without stopping until death.

In the Battle of Yinghe, he led the cavalry charge for the first time. In that battle, he had only one thought, which was to rush forward and crush the enemy.

Now he has become accustomed to killing, accustomed to blood, and even likes the excitement of charging on the battlefield.

This statement may sound a little perverted, but it is the truth.

The same as Yang Zhengshan is Hong Yun.

Originally it was just an ordinary war horse, but now it has turned into a ferocious beast.

The improvement of its physique and strength made its originally docile nature become unruly.

One man and one horse, like a sharp sword, pierced the enemy formation completely.

By the time Yang Zhengshan noticed that there were no enemies ahead, his body was already covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)