System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Naturally, he would not ignore the bow and arrow.

Shields suddenly rose up in the crowd, blocking all the rain of arrows. Only a small number of arrows passed through the gaps, causing certain casualties to the Xianbei people.

"The enemy is indeed well prepared."

When Dong Yu saw this scene, his eyes narrowed.

"Don't worry, my lord. General Xu can handle it."

Xun You, who was standing aside, did not show any sign of nervousness on his face. While comforting Dong Yu, he looked at Xu Rong who was directing the battle on the city wall.

"of course."

Dong Yu nodded slightly.

shhhhh--

Just as the enemy's shield blocked the arrows, seven or eight huge arrows as thick as arms broke through the air, making a loud whistling sound.

The original shield formations were shot out into several open areas by the giant arrows.

"Trebuckle!"

"Strike the crossbow and get ready!"

Orders were given, flags were waved, and several stones as big as washbasins were thrown into the distance.

Normally, the range of a trebuchet is not very far.

But being on the city wall, occupying a certain geographical advantage, the range will naturally be greatly improved.

The stones smashed into the enemy group, and for a moment screams and wails were heard one after another, and many shields were smashed to pieces.

The greatest use of a catapult is not to hit people, but to undermine morale and disrupt the enemy's formation.

Stones as big as washbasins fell from the sky, and anyone who was hit by them would be in danger of losing their life.

Anyone who is attacking a city will be terrified when faced with such a situation.

outside the city

The leader of the central army's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw the chaotic scene.

"Budugen, why don't we throw stones?"

Kuitou looked at his brother and questioned.

“Because we don’t have any.”

Budugen's face fell and he replied bitterly.

"Then build it, there is no build!!"

Kuitou held his forehead and shouted angrily.

“I can’t make it!”

"Those Han craftsmen used to make farm tools."

"The only siege engines they built for us were battering rams and ladders they had ever seen."

Budugen was so anxious that he kept sucking his teeth.

Nomadic people don't attach much importance to such things.

The few artisan slaves they captured were only able to create some relatively simple things.

Although the catapult is based on the principle of leverage, not everyone knows this principle.

"I'm so angry!"

Kuitou angrily took off his felt hat, revealing a Mediterranean hairstyle.

Don’t think that because people in ancient times had long hair, you don’t have to worry about baldness.

Ancient people also suffered from hair loss.

Even the great poets Bai Juyi and Du Fu wrote similar verses.

Unable to launch a counterattack against the defenders on the city walls, the Xianbei people paid a bloody price for every step they took.

For five days, the Xianbei attacked day and night, but they were only able to fill the trench and break the triple deer horns.

But the casualties reached thousands, which made Kuitou very angry and also made the Xianbei men want to retreat.

If it were any other tribe, they might have already withdrawn.

But they were the royal court, not other loose Xianbei tribes.

After Tan Shihuai's death, the newly unified Xianbei fell apart.

His son Helian was a moron. He was shot to death by a stray arrow when he led his troops to attack Bingzhou, leaving behind a young son who was ignorant of the ways of the world.

This situation greatly accelerated the division of the Xianbei.

Today, the royal court's sphere of influence only covers the central Xianbei and half of Bingzhou. The remaining Xianbei tribes are led by other khans and do not obey the royal court's orders.

Historically, Kuitou was considered the last stubborn figure of the Xianbei royal court. After his death, the Xianbei royal court fell into complete decline.

"Wenliang, are you resisting too hard?"

"After so many days and heavy casualties, the enemy has only advanced so far."

Dong Yu looked at Xu Rong, who was directing the battle with dark circles under his eyes, and started to tease.

"Brother...why don't you come?"

"I am a bit tired."

Xu Rong yawned and a few tears flowed out.