Chapter 52: A Bitter Victory

  Chen Fei pulled out a long spear from the throat of a White Armor soldier, and fresh blood spurted out from his trachea, some even splashing onto Chen Fei's face and lips. He subconsciously licked the fresh blood on his lips, and the brutal slaughter made his heart boil with hot blood. He no longer had any fear, and there was only one word in his mind: "Kill!"

  Maybe as big brother said, it's born for war!

  He wore iron armor, holding a long spear in his hand, and the armor was covered with the blood of enemy soldiers. After pulling out the spear, he glanced at the Jin army in front of him with a gaze like a fierce wolf. The Jin soldiers in front of him felt a chill rising in their hearts, and several of them involuntarily took a step back.

  The golden soldiers on the city wall had already noticed that this black-faced soldier of justice was different, with a red waist card hanging from his waist. They noticed that if the enemy soldier had a red waist card, he would be particularly fierce in battle, and his gun technique would be exceptionally ruthless, and many of their own men had already died under his gun.

  It was already past noon, and the sunlight wasn't as intense, but the smell of fresh blood in the air had grown thicker.

  "Divine Machine Camp, rise!" Su Zhong shouted loudly.

  After those crossbowmen finished shooting, Yang Lin, the left horn officer who was fighting on the outside, swung his long knife and immediately another squad of crossbowmen filled in. The iron-armored long spear soldiers next to the crossbowmen were staring fiercely, holding their spears, ready to charge forward as soon as the crossbowmen finished shooting.

  On the city wall, Ye Jiajun's army coordinated with the crossbowmen and long spear soldiers more and more skillfully. They pressed forward step by step, while the Jin soldiers in front of them were pale as death and retreated step by step.

  At this time, the golden armor on the city wall was not many, especially the white armor was swept away. However, those white armored soldiers were extremely ferocious. Except for the few white armored soldiers who were knocked down by Zhuge's crossbow at the beginning, three or four of their own soldiers had been injured in order to kill the remaining white armored soldiers.

  Now there are less than thirty golden soldiers left on the city wall, led by two divisions of more than ten horse armor soldiers each. They are all in a sorry state, with many of them wounded and covered in blood. Under the joint attack of Ye Jiajun's crossbowmen and long spear soldiers, they can only watch as their comrades fall one after another, completely helpless to do anything about it.

  These righteous armies were most brutal, first using repeated crossbow volleys to kill and wound many of their own brave warriors, then having the long spear troops follow closely behind, wave after wave of attacking surges, repeatedly successful.

  Those golden soldiers saw the righteous army on both sides of the city head getting closer and closer, the two ends of the black and heavy crossbow were aimed at them again, one of the desperate Bashku shouted loudly to the brave warriors of the Jin Kingdom: "Let's die here!"

  They shouted loudly, interspersed with the sound of clashing steel, and both sides let out loud, mournful cries before dying.

  Two groups of soldiers were knocked to the ground by a barrage of arrows. More than ten Jin soldiers were killed by Ye's army's crossbowmen and long spear men, and finally the remaining crossbowmen could not bear their inner fear, they scrambled down from the cloud ladder, and even several people jumped directly from the city wall, without exception, they all broke their legs.

  In the process of fleeing, several of them were killed by the crossbowmen and long spear soldiers on the city wall. Those Jin soldiers who fell off the city wall were either dead or injured, and most of them would have to quit their military careers in fear.

  ……

  Looking at their own soldiers fleeing or falling from the city wall, the Jin army below was stunned. They couldn't imagine that the brave warriors of the Zhongjin Kingdom would have such a miserable day. Those escaping warriors were all terrified, they didn't care about the enemy behind them or on the city wall, and their only thought was to escape, even if it meant breaking their legs.

  Looking at the few defeated soldiers rushing down from the city, Niu Lu Zhuwei's eyes were lifeless as he stared at the city head. He had failed, and it was a crushing defeat! Even if Niu Lu Zhuwei did not want to accept it, reality had already told him that much.

  More than thirty warriors who climbed up to the top of the city wall, and fifty-seven warriors who followed to support them on the city wall, except for those who fell off the city wall and were injured, or less than ten people who fled down the city wall in terror, the rest seemed to have all perished.

  Led two hundred war soldiers, three hundred auxiliary soldiers to come, in this small thousand households city castle front, only on the left side of the city wall has wounded more than one hundred and seventy people, together with the right side of the city wall wounded more than forty people, there are more than two hundred casualties. Among them, the war soldiers wearing heavy armor have more than one hundred and twenty people, and even seventeen white armored soldiers from the most elite cow record.

  There were also several other warehouses. When the officers of the Jiala Army died, the loss was so severe that Zhu Hui, the commander of the Jiala Army, was grief-stricken and wept bitterly. He could imagine the extremely furious expression of Jiala afterwards.

  However, he did not have the courage to kill himself and hastily ordered a retreat.

  The horn sounded, and the Jin army fled in all directions, leaving behind only corpses and equipment on the city walls and below, not even sparing those who were heavily wounded.

  However, they retreated in an orderly manner and did not fall into chaos. When they fled, they were also neat and tidy, leaving no opportunity for the Ye family army on the city wall to take advantage of.

  As Zhong Jinjun fled, the city head was filled with cheers, and the news of victory spread into the fort, where there was also a burst of jubilation, and even several merchants set off firecrackers.

  Ye Xuan burst out laughing, he walked down the city wall surrounded by a group of officers, looking at the joyful crowd beside him, he issued a series of orders to clean up the battlefield, count the spoils and heads, and rescue the wounded!

  He then said to Zhuge Yu beside him, "You organize a batch of young and strong auxiliary soldiers, go out of the city and cut off the heads of those Tartars' armor and burn them, and then dig open the trenches. Install anti-cavalry devices such as caltrops!"

  He also ordered Zhuge Yu to collect all the weapons of the dead and wounded Jin soldiers outside the city, and strip off their armor, so as not to waste them. After cleaning up the heads and bodies, they were all thrown into the large pits in front of the new fort on the west side of the city. The countless large pits there could bury at least tens of thousands of enemy corpses, and also prevent the outbreak of plague in the hot weather.

  The young and strong inside the city were unified under Zhuge Yu's management. He clasped his fists and responded loudly, then hastily departed.

  Ye Xuan led the generals to inspect the city wall, looking at the broken and tattered remains of the suspension bridges, the scattered and torn-down wooden fences, and the blood-soaked ground littered with corpses. He sighed in his heart, "What a tragic scene!"

  It cannot be denied that the Jin army's combat strength was very strong at this time, and the Ye family army had many new recruits who had not been trained for long. The battle during the day could be said to be extremely difficult. Fortunately, the Lu Yun Fortress held on, and with this precious battle experience, the Ye family army would no longer have a psychological fear of facing the Jin army in the future.

  Soon, under Ye Xuan's command, the city above and below began to clear the battlefield. The dead and wounded of their own side were all carried away for rescue, and the auxiliary soldiers carried large buckets of water to flush the city head.

  The corpses of the dead Jin soldiers, their weapons were collected, their armor was stripped off, and all their heads were beheaded. The headless bodies were piled up in one place, waiting to be dealt with. The wounded Jin soldiers who did not die were also killed with a single shot, and their heads were chopped off with knives and axes. Later, these heads were smeared with lime powder, which was considered precious military merit.