Call of the Other World: Rebuilding the Glory of Zhenbei

Chapter 23 Qin Family Disciple, Tragic Shura Field
Although the Yellow Turbans' current siege situation was not ideal at this moment, Qin Hao was not worried at all.

Siege warfare is something that will incur huge casualties and may not necessarily be effective. Although the morale of the defenders in the city was low before, they are not helpless after all. It is extremely rare for a city to be conquered without a single drop of blood.

Moreover, what the Yellow Turban Army lacks the least is numbers. In Qin Hao's opinion, the current casualties are far from reaching his bottom line.

If the Yellow Turban rebel army wants to transform into an elite force, it will inevitably have to go through several tragic and brutal battles.

He had neither the time nor the conditions to give these guys formal training, otherwise several powerful generals from his Qin family would be the best instructors.

What Qin Hao needs is a group of fierce and powerful soldiers to become his capital to dominate the world. He cannot keep wandering around with a group of people, otherwise his ambition will never be realized.

"Pass the order down. Anyone who beheads one of the first will be rewarded with ten strings of cash and one mu of land. The first person to reach the top will be rewarded with a thousand strings of cash, several mu of land, and promoted three ranks."

"Also, Fourth Uncle, the rebels are strong. If they continue to consume us, it will be disadvantageous to our army. Go and help the soldiers attack the city!"

Qin Hao ordered calmly at this moment.

Just as Qin Jian was about to leave with his gun in hand, a handsome and burly young general stepped out and said, "Brothers fight together, fathers and sons fight together. I am willing to lend a helping hand to my father!"

This young general is none other than Qin Hu, the fourth son of the Qin family.

Qin Hu is the son of Fourth Master Qin Jian and the fourth elder brother of Qin Hao. He has shown extraordinary talent in martial arts since he was a child and has immense strength. He had mastered the Qin family's inherited swordsmanship by the age of twelve, and later became an apprentice to a famous teacher, further improving his swordsmanship by combining both hardness and softness.

Although Qin Hu came from a prominent family, he did not have the spoiled nature of other children from aristocratic families. At the age of eighteen, he hid his identity and started as a soldier. It was not until he was promoted to military officer that Qin Jian and Qin Wen realized that Qin Hu had been hiding under their noses for so long. They actually thought that Qin Hu had gone to learn skills from his master.

Climbing up from the bottom, coupled with several years of military life, greatly tempered Qin Hu's body and mind.

Later, Qin Hu was promoted to colonel based on his military achievements and became one of the eight colonels under Qin Hao. Therefore, both Qin Jian and Qin Hao were very satisfied with Qin Hu.

"A thousand coins!"

“Good farm!!”

For a moment, not only the soldiers in the front, but even the personal guards around Qin Hao showed a wolfish look in their eyes.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

The soldiers standing by went crazy, their eyes like hungry wolves staring at Tianlang Pass.

They were not told how many people to kill, nor were they told to kill the enemy generals. They were just asked to use ladders to climb the city wall first, and they would receive a hundred coins and good farmland.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

After Qin Hao's encouragement, the Yellow Turban soldiers became really crazy, all of them with red eyes and howling, rushing towards the direction of Tianlang Pass.

The Yellow Turban Army was originally composed of a group of peasants who were forced to survive, and money and land were the biggest motivation for them.

As long as he could kill a few more defenders, food and clothing for himself and his family would not be a problem in the future.

As for the rewards for being the first to reach the summit, the Yellow Turban soldiers no longer dared to imagine it.

The upper echelons of Da Xia might not even look at this amount of money, but for the Yellow Turban soldiers it was an asset of astronomical value, something they could never save up even if they worked hard for several lifetimes.

As for whether they died on the way to the siege, although they were a little scared, the Great Sage and even Qin Hao had said that the property that those who died in battle deserved should be doubled to be given to their families.

Thinking of this, all the Yellow Turban soldiers rushed forward without hesitation.

A hundred acres of fertile land and a hundred gold coins are enough to drive these Yellow Turban refugees crazy, and are also enough to make them willing to risk their lives.

"Kill!"

In just a moment, the Yellow Turban bandits turned into elite soldiers, howling and madly attacking Tianlang Pass. "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

However, Tianlang Pass was constantly echoing with a low and soul-stirring sound. Black armor, hard beast-faced shields, and black spears were constantly stabbing out, leaving only the wailing Yellow Turban bandits on the ground. Then the giant shields pressed over, and their final wails were heard.

kill!

Without any hesitation, the sounds of brutal fighting and blood raining all over the sky continued to take place in front of Tianlang Pass.

Under Qin Hao's crazy rewards, they had no fear in the face of the terrifying rain of arrows.

At first, they were infected by the atmosphere of the battlefield and their heads were already hot. Then, under Qin Hao's bold words, interests overwhelmed reason in an instant. Their compatriots in front fell one after another, but they continued to rush forward like wolves and tigers.

"Qin family archers, clear the obstacles on the city first. Guards, prepare to climb the city!"

Teams of Qin family archers quietly came along the city wall to the distance, then raised their longbows, put arrows on the strings, and shot the wolf-tooth feather arrows in their hands at the command.

The so-called "Jiu Mian" means that the attackers pile up earth into a hill outside the city and occupy the high ground. Archers can look down from here and shoot into the city. They can also observe the weak points in the city wall. It is an essential method for siege, but it is time-consuming.

"Shoot!" Qin Yu, a member of the Qin family, raised the strong bow in his hand, shouted loudly, and released the bowstring in his hand.

"Buzz!"

With a dull sound, more than a hundred wolf-tooth feather arrows shot towards the Tianlang Pass city wall not far away.

The feathered arrows pierced the sky with a sharp whistling sound, and in an instant they flew in front of the defenders and hit the government troops who were huddled together in a panic.

One of the captains was hit in the neck by a feather arrow shot by Qin Yu. The captain looked at the feather arrow that suddenly appeared, his eyes widened, and he raised his hand to try to pull out the arrow, but his strength was draining away at a rapid rate. He let out a mournful wail, a stream of blood foam gushed out of his mouth, and he fell heavily on the city wall, raising a cloud of dust.

The defenders were constantly hit by arrows and let out mournful howls. Although the more than a hundred archers could not bring a devastating blow to the defenders, they were enough to cause considerable chaos among them and buy a little time for the Yellow Turban soldiers who were trying to seize the pass to charge.

Although the defenders of Tianlang Pass were a little confused at the beginning, they quickly adjusted themselves. The archers began to shift their targets and started shooting at the Yellow Turban Army not far from the city wall.

At this moment, Qin Yu in the back was roaring ferociously and madly, his voice was hoarse, but even so, the rain of arrows continued to fall from the sky.

Although there were indeed only a few thousand defenders in Tianlang Pass, during this period of time, Guo Ju temporarily assembled thousands of elite soldiers and equipped them with weapons and equipment to assist the original defenders in combat.

At this moment, Guo Ju looked around and saw the wailing of soldiers everywhere on the city wall, so he decisively ordered: "Quickly, transport all the wounded and dead soldiers back to the city. The survivors should squat under the city wall and use the wall to avoid stray arrows."

Under Guo Ju's command, the defenders of Tianlang Pass bent their bodies and hid under the city walls to avoid crossbows. As expected, they avoided most of the attacks and reduced casualties to a minimum.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of soldiers holding shields blocked the arrows and carried the injured soldiers who could no longer fight back to the city for treatment.

Each pass in the Zhenbei Army is equipped with a medical team of 30 people. Although these medical teams can only treat some simple medical injuries, that is enough.

There was no need for them to treat any complicated injuries, they could simply bandage some lightly injured soldiers.

As for those seriously injured soldiers, they were not within the scope of treatment.

Rescuing those seriously injured soldiers is not only time-consuming and laborious, but the chances of saving them are also slim.

Even if it can be saved, the gains are not proportional to the expenditure, so there is no need at all.

However, this time, Guo Ju ordered all the doctors in the city to gather together, and even some witch doctors were brought out.

For this battle, Guo Ju did everything he could.

(End of this chapter)