Please call me Your Majesty!

Chapter 277: Being in the Jianghu

"Here you go again." Chu Shizhao retracted his fist and pouted his lips in disdain. The sound of fighting was deafening, but it couldn't hide the contempt in his tone.

Doesn't this Northern Di general have any other tactics except indiscriminate attacks and replacement tactics?
Chu Shizhao narrowed his eyes and looked at the flag with a wolf head embroidered on it in the distance. Under the flagpole, the figure of the Beidi commander sitting on his horse could be vaguely seen, looking as calm as if he was watching a play.

Unlike the assassins of the Dark Night Cult, those assassins at least know how to advance and retreat in moderation and know how to save their lives.

The black-armored cavalry who climbed up the city wall were not afraid of death at all. They ignored the rain of arrows from behind and launched an attack desperately.

Many soldiers at Xueyuan Pass who were preparing to avoid the rain of arrows never expected that the Black Armored Cavalry would fight so desperately, and they accidentally suffered a great loss.

A young defender just turned around to hide when he was pounced on from behind by the black-armored cavalry, and both of them rolled down the city wall. The screams were soon drowned out by the shouts of killing.

Fortunately, the Ice Wolf Cavalry were no less powerful than the Black Armored Cavalry. They acted in time and saved many soldiers at Xueyuan Pass.

However, due to this delay, the Ice Wolf Riders had no time to dodge the rain of arrows.

They could only use their weapons to deflect the arrows while looking for cover. If they couldn't find a place to hide, the Ice Wolf Riders would swing their spears tightly. Arrows hit the spears, and sparks flew.

If you keep everything in place for a long time, you will lose it. But there are still some fish that slip through the net.

Some Ice Wolf Riders were shot in the shoulder but didn't even frown, while others were shot in other parts of their body.

The Ice Wolf Riders have extremely rich battlefield experience, and even if they can't block the attack, they can barely avoid the vital points.

No matter how brave and fearless the Black Armored Cavalry are, they are still just human beings after all.

The arrowheads fired by the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass could be blocked by their armor. Unless they hit the joints, it was difficult to cause substantial damage to the black armored cavalry.

However, the arrows fired by the Northern Di cavalry were no match for them. The sound of them breaking through the air was particularly harsh, like the howling of the god of death.

Their specially made arrows were as long as an adult's arm, and with their specially made arrowheads, they could even pierce a small hole in the bluestone used to build the city wall.

Piercing through a thin layer of iron armor was no problem. A black-armored cavalryman was shot in the chest, the arrow went through his back and nailed him to the ground with a shower of blood.

Many black-armored cavalrymen were pierced by arrows on the city wall of Xueyuan Pass and lost their lives.

After the first wave of arrow rain, the Black Armored Cavalry, both on the city walls and below, suffered heavy casualties. The walls were littered with corpses, some of which were from the Black Armored Cavalry and some from the defenders who had no time to dodge.

However, Murong Dayu's direct troops had received the news long ago and withdrew from the range of the indiscriminate attack in time.

Even so, the black-armored cavalry still did not retreat.

A black-armored cavalryman with an arrow in his arm climbed up the ladder with one arm, holding his knife in his mouth. His blood dripped on the cold bricks, and he didn't care to treat the wound at all.

Unless some were completely unable to move due to serious injuries, the rest continued to attack.

Chu Shizhao saw a black-armored cavalryman with both legs shot through, sitting against the city wall, still shooting at the top of the city wall with a crossbow. He finally stopped moving after being hit by a stone thrown by the defenders.

"They are a group of heroes." Faced with such brave men, even Zhao Wenguang couldn't help but sigh. He looked at the pile of corpses under the city with a complicated look in his eyes.
But then Zhao Wenguang gave a stern order: "Eliminate the remaining enemies as quickly as possible, the main force will be here soon."

Zhao Wenguang's voice echoed on the city wall like thunder, and everyone could hear it clearly.

This is a battlefield, a place of life and death.

The most important thing now is to kill the enemy. Any unnecessary emotions can be left until after the war.

If... I'm still alive, I'll naturally have plenty of time.

Chu Shizhao saw a flash of fatigue in Zhao Wenguang's eyes when he spoke, but it was fleeting and soon replaced by determination.

The Black Armored Cavalry were indeed tenacious, but because of this, they suffered heavy losses in the indiscriminate rain of arrows just now.

The bodies piled up like mountains outside the city, and in some places they were stacked two or three layers high.

The soldiers of Xueyuan Pass rushed out from their hiding places with spears in hand. Dozens of them were fighting one against the other, and soon all the black-armored cavalry on the city wall were killed.

The muffled sound of spears piercing into the gaps in armor came one after another, and the screams of the dying were endless.

A black-armored cavalryman was stabbed by five spears at the same time and was nailed to the city wall like a specimen.

The black-armored cavalry under the city were still trying hard to climb the ladders.

But their movements were obviously much slower, and some even fell down due to excessive blood loss halfway.

However, the attacks of their fellow disciples were weak and could not create the same pressure on the defenders of Xueyuan Pass as before.

Chu Shizhao noticed that most of the black-armored cavalrymen who had climbed up to the top of the city wall were injured, and some could not even hold their weapons steadily.

These people were killed by the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass and the Ice Wolf Riders almost as soon as they stepped onto the top of the city wall.

Continuing to force the siege would almost be a tactic of adding fuel to the fire, and would be no different from committing suicide.

Chu Shizhao watched as another black-armored cavalryman fell from the ladder and landed heavily on the pile of corpses under the city wall.

Logically speaking, the Northern Di cavalry should have withdrawn since the battle had gotten to this point.

However, Murong Dayu, the leader of the Northern Di Iron Cavalry, seemed to not care about the casualties of the Black Armored Cavalry at all, and let them die so worthlessly in front of Xueyuan Pass.

"No value?" Murong Dayu sneered in response to the deputy general's question.

With a nonchalant smile on his face, as if he was talking about today's weather, he said, "The garrison at Xueyuan Pass is only about 3,000 people at most."

Murong Dayu narrowed his eyes and looked towards the top of the city wall, his gaze sweeping over the tired defenders.

His words made the generals around him hold their breath unconsciously.

"Although the vanguard army failed in its siege, it also caused considerable damage to the defenders."

"Add to that the assassins from the Dark Night Cult. Although these rubbish were not able to seize the city wall or the gate of Xueyuan Pass, they are nonetheless quite strong and can at least cause some damage to the southern barbarians."

When he said this, Murong Dayu's mouth corners curled up in a cruel arc.

"Finally, there are these black-armored cavalry. I never expected them to be able to capture Xueyuan Pass."

"Didn't you notice? The Black Armored Cavalry are still following my orders like the other Northern Di Iron Cavalry soldiers."

Murong Dayu suddenly turned around and looked the deputy general in the eyes with a sharp gaze. The sharp look made the battle-hardened deputy general involuntarily take a half step back.

"But after experiencing a failure, they have already lost the Beidi Iron Cavalry's indomitable spirit."

His voice suddenly rose, and he whipped the flagpole beside him with the whip, making a crisp sound. The surrounding horses neighed in shock.

"If this continues, other soldiers might also be influenced by these people."

"Instead of letting them affect the morale of the army, it is better to let them die meaningfully." Murong Dayu's tone was as relaxed as if he was talking about how to deal with a group of old horses.

"In the end, our two rounds of arrow rain can at least eliminate 500 defenders. It is a question whether there will be 2,000 people left at Xueyuan Pass now."

Murong Dayu's eyes flashed coldly: "With my 100,000-man army, even if it takes a while, we can still force these southern barbarians to death."

His voice was as cold as iron, and he seemed extremely confident.

In fact, Murong Dayu's heart was already as uneasy as a stormy sea.

The left hand hidden under the armor kept shaking
"Damn it, what on earth is going on? How could the southern barbarians have such a fearless army?"

He roared in his heart, and the scenes he saw during the day kept flashing back before his eyes.

The defenders of Xueyuan Pass did not look very strong, but they were able to bravely and fearlessly block the attack of the Northern Di cavalry.

"It's not just those powerful Dark Elf assassins. A whole thousand Black Armored Cavalry couldn't even take down a piece of the city wall." The cries of the wounded soldiers could be heard outside the tent, and every cry was like a whip lashing his heart.

The elite troops that were trained at great expense were buried in vain beneath the cold city walls.

Everyone thought that Murong Dayu was cruel and ruthless and did not take the lives of his soldiers seriously at all.

He saw the awed looks of his lieutenants and the evasive glances of the soldiers.

But he couldn't explain, nor did he dare to explain.

Because he was forced into a corner.

He led an army of 100,000 soldiers, which had been carefully trained by the Dark Night Cult.

Before today, they were invincible.

The fragile army of the Great Zhou could not withstand a single charge even with the support of its strong city walls.

If the attack fails during the day, you can use a test attack to cover it up.

But they had planned this attack for a long time, letting the assassins of the Dark Night Cult raid the city walls.

The first goal is to open the city gate. If there is no other way, create panic on the city wall.

The ideal is great, but reality gave Murong Dayu a loud slap in the face.

Those assassins from the Dark Night Cult were discovered by the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass before they even climbed up the city wall.

Those assassins are certainly powerful.

But facing a well-prepared army, the effect of individual bravery is limited.

What's more, there are several powerful masters on the wall of Xueyuan Pass...

Originally, Murong Dayu was prepared to attack immediately while the chaos was going on.

But his troops had just assembled when most of the Dark Night Cult assassins had already been killed.

Thinking about it now, the screams of those assassins were like the biggest mockery of his carefully planned raid.

If he continued to attack the city as originally planned, he would face a heavily guarded garrison.

So Murong Dayu decisively ordered the archers to launch indiscriminate attacks.

Three thousand archers drew their longbows at the same time, and the whistling sound of arrows breaking through the air immediately drowned out the shouts on the battlefield.

As for the effect...

He killed more of his own people than his enemies.

However, as Murong Dayu said, those guys will die sooner or later anyway.

Rather than letting them die uselessly on the city wall, it is better to let them tie down the defenders so as to kill the enemy more effectively.

The same situation happened to the later Black Armored Cavalry.

Murong Dayu originally hoped that they could achieve victory.

The attack of the black-armored cavalry was extremely fierce. They climbed up by stepping on the corpses of their companions, completely disregarding their own lives.

The result still disappointed Murong Dayu.

In order not to damage the morale of the army, he had to make a ruthless decision again.

Continue to strike indiscriminately.

Boom boom boom!
The war drums roared, and the Northern Di cavalry once again pressed towards Xueyuan Pass.

Just when they arrived at the foot of the city wall, the soldiers of Xueyuan Pass had just dealt with the remaining black-armored cavalry and were ready for battle.

Zhao Wenguang wiped the blood off his face and shouted hoarsely, "Prepare to roll the stone!"

His voice was already hoarse, but his eyes were filled with a determined fighting spirit.

The soldiers at Xueyuan Pass are not in very good condition now.

Zhao Wenguang looked around and saw many soldiers leaning on their spears to stand steady. A young soldier was reaching into his quiver with trembling hands for an arrow, but he couldn't catch the tail of the arrow.

Two consecutive bloody battles consumed most of their physical strength.

There were wounded soldiers lying all over the city wall, and the military doctors were overwhelmed.

The soldier with a broken arm bit a piece of cloth and burned his wound with a red-hot knife. The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.

The soldier who was hit by the arrow gritted his teeth and dug open the wound himself to take out the arrow.

Many people could barely stand, but their hands holding the spears were shaking like sieves and they couldn't stop at all.

An old soldier tried to raise his rifle, but found that his arm was weak. He said to his companions in self-mockery: "When I was young, I could fight for three days and three nights, but now I am useless."

Some people couldn't even pull the bow and arrow. They barely drew the bow halfway before their fingers lost control of the bowstring and the arrow flew out of their hands.

It was a mistake as well. This arrow, which was not even aimed and was so erratic and had no power at all, actually hit the eye of a Northern Di cavalryman and killed him on the spot.

The unfortunate cavalryman fell off his horse, and several Northern Di cavalrymen behind him also fell down because they were unable to avoid stepping on him.

There was a slight disturbance in the overall formation of the Northern Di cavalry.

Although compared to the siege army, this is nothing.

However, it caused many soldiers at Xueyuan Pass to cheer.

The tired defenders suddenly perked up, some whistled and some banged their shields.

Even the seriously injured struggled to raise their heads to see what was happening.

"Good job!"

Zhao Wenguang smiled rarely and patted the archer who was still in a daze on the shoulder.

The archer finally came to his senses and scratched his head with a silly smile.

"Who is so good that he can hit the target?" the soldiers around asked in unison.

The archer knew he was just guessing, and he scratched his head with a red face, too embarrassed to say anything.

"Soldiers, do you see this? God is on our side. In this battle, the Great Zhou will win! The Northern Di and the Hu Lu will lose!"

Chu Shizhao took the opportunity to shout loudly. This sentence ignited the fighting spirit of the defenders like a spark, and the sound of shouting and killing rang out again on the top of the city.

Murong Dayu and his men were killed.

Are these southern barbarian troops really iron men? They can maintain such high morale after two consecutive wars.

"Is this battle really going to fail?"

Inexplicably, this thought arose in Murong Dayu's mind.

(End of this chapter)