At dusk, Deencuoba launched a fierce attack of true meaning.

After fighting for most of the day, the civilians suffered heavy casualties, but it was difficult to surpass the thunder pool. Even the Tubo warriors from the small tribes sandwiched between them also died, but they did not even get the chance to climb up the city wall to get close to each other and fight with each other.

This disappointed everyone.

And too much disappointment becomes despair.

So in the end, even if the supervisory team cut down dozens of escaped people, they could not stop the reversal of these civilians.

It’s also a death to siege the city, so it’s better to be slashed by the supervisory team and make a happy ending.

Can't you see those who fell under the city wall and were seriously injured but were unable to die for a while?

Wherever it rolls, wails, begging someone to pull them and save them from the brink of death. But who would like to go at this time? Whenever the whistling arrows approach the city walls can always shoot the approaching people to the ground. If the person is not saved, he will add a few people who are moaning there.

I saw those guys dragging their limbs, some guys whose intestines were exposed outside crawling back on the ground, blood stained all the way, who could not be afraid?

Daienzowba did not think that he had suffered heavy losses, because the casualties were just civilians. In his opinion, the battle officially began when he sent out real elite soldiers!

Now, the people in the city are probably exhausted. Can they still pull their hands? Can they still raise their swords on their arms? Even if they are murderous intent, they are almost exhausted at this moment?

He waited for a moment for a incense stick.

Don’t underestimate the skill of this incense stick, this is an extremely old experience tempered by the long-term war.

Continuous attacks will indeed make the opponent feel tired, but they will also stimulate the opponent's combat potential. When fighting to a certain extent, the person will become a numb and emotional machine, just mechanically obeying the orders of his superiors, tirelessly waving the steel knife and pulling the bowstring.

At this time, the battle suddenly ends, the soldiers get precious breathing time, and fatigue will immediately hit unstoppable like the deep sea. This is like when we are doing vigorous exercise, when you pass a extreme, you will not feel tired, but when you finish the exercise and rest for a night, and get up the next day, you will find that there is no place in your body without soreness.

After a stick of incense, Daiencuoba felt that the time was almost over. At this time, the enemies in the city had almost breathed, and fatigue was invading them deeply at this moment, so he issued an order to attack.

As far as the previous chaos, the attack of the regular army did not have much fancy, but it seemed extremely rigorous. The slow team slowly pressed forward, but it brought people a great sense of oppression.

A man was in front of a large shield covered with cowhide, with hundreds of such large shields facing the front, like a moving wall, and the soldiers behind him held the large shield above his head, making this wave of soldiers look like a moving rock. Although they were not moving quickly, they were full of pressure.

Behind them were more Tubo soldiers carrying cloud ladders, and they stood in front of them with shields and heavy armor. These people were all wearing leather armor and their formation was much looser. They were preparing to attack the city with ants, but they were wearing heavy armor, but they were unable to climb. On the cloud ladder, they had to move very quickly.

The catapult roared and poured out countless stone bullets. The powerful crossbow flew over with Mars, but the target was the grid-shaped wooden grids at the top of the city wall.

Soon, a line of fire spread across the city wall.

It was at this time that Zhang Miao finally activated the catapult that he had never been willing to use. He only had twenty, which were different from the standardized accessories produced on the assembly line like Tang Jun. They were in Chamdo, but they did not have such technical level, so if one was lost, one would be missing. Once this large weapon was installed, it would not be easy to move. If it was discovered by the enemy, it would inevitably bring crazy blows. The chance of survival was not high.

He endured it for a day just to kill a few more Tubo regular soldiers.

"Start!" Zhang Miao roared sharply.

Twenty trenchers are enough to cover all areas of the Tubo army. Each trencher is not throwing a single stone bullet, but a bowl-sized stone filled with a net bag of about ten kilograms. When these net bags fly into the air, the kinetic energy will make the stone bullets inside break free from the constraints of the net bag and turn into stone rain falling all over the sky.

When these stone bullets were covered with black and black, Daienzowba's face became extremely ugly. The opponent's cunning exceeded his imagination.

"Find their trencher and destroy them!" he ordered angrily.

But this order is not enough to repel the stone bullets flying in the air.

The stone bullet fell and hit the wooden shields covered with cowhide. They could not withstand such a dense blow. Cowhide was still good, but the inner wrapping board was broken, and the arms that raised the shield were broken.

When a crack appeared in the turtle shell, the crispy body inside was exposed. The stone bullets followed immediately made the dense formation even looser.

Some people were hit in the head, so they were naturally killed on the spot. Some were not hit by the vital points, but they were inevitably broken and fractured. Some were slightly injured. They still endured the pain and continued to move forward.

At this moment, the team that was originally slow suddenly accelerated forward.

Xue Renxiao on the city wall naturally would not waste such a good opportunity. Almost the moment when the turtle shell appeared, all the archers and crossbowmen stood up, completely exposed themselves to the opponent's blow, and shot out the feather arrows in their hands.

Even though it was only a short time, I stood up, shot, and then squatted down and hid, dozens of people still fell down. Of course, there were more people falling down under the city.

"Flash, fast, launch!" Zhang Miao jumped in front of the catapult and shouted, urging the soldiers to quickly pull the fired throwing arms back, loaded the bullets again at the fastest speed, and then fired again.

Unlike the first one, it is uneven from the second one.

Every time the launch round, Zhang Miao would look up at the sky and count silently in his mind. According to the response speed of the Tang army, they had the chance to launch three rounds at most. Now that the three rounds have passed, the enemy's revenge has not come yet. Obviously, the Tubo soldiers' abilities in this technical group are still not as good as those of the Tang army.

It's just normal.

In the Tang army, there were special technicians who calculated the approximate position of the enemy's catapult based on the size of the stone bomb, the approximate speed and trajectory of the flight. Countless tests have given them a set of proficient calculation formulas. In formal battles, they just need to fill in the estimated parameters and immediately find out the scope.

But 99% of these Tubo soldiers were illiterate, so how could they be like the Tang army? As far as Zhang Miao knew, now the Tang Dynasty recruits soldiers, literacy is one of the necessary conditions. If you are illiterate, you don’t even have the qualifications to join the army.

When the fifth round was launched, the enemy's counterattack came late.

"Do not!" Zhang Miao yelled, and was the first to rush towards the nearby hidden points.

Countless large stones fell from the sky, and the enemy's numerical advantage was fully utilized at this moment. In an instant, a small half of the twenty catapults were destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third rounds, the clock came again.

After several consecutive rounds, no stone bullets flew over, and Zhang Miao counted the remaining seven or eight trenchers, feeling very distressed.

"Come out, come out, move the nest, move the nest!" Zhang Miao greeted the soldiers. Because he had predicted the enemy's revenge, nearby, Zhang Miao built these hiding spots that could protect the soldiers. Things could be smashed, but these technical troops were not easy to cultivate. One could be preserved, and one would be the other.

People are more important than things. This is the first lesson Zhang Miao learned when he was in college.

The soldiers began to dismantle the heavy catapult, but Zhang Miao took a few guards to touch the city wall.

Xue Renxiao had thrown all the burning wood grids on the top of the city, forming a line of fire under the city wall, and the Tubo soldiers had also attacked under the city wall. Large shields on one side pressed on the line of fire, and the Tubo soldiers crossed the line of fire from the shields on these sides and set up a ladder.

Tens of steps away, rows of Tubo soldiers were pouring rain of arrows towards the city, shooting at the crossbow soldiers above the city, in order to suppress the other side to form cover for their own soldiers who were sieging the city.

The Tubo soldiers bit the knife in their mouths and climbed up like monkeys. On the top of the city, the pounding trees rolled down along the ladder, sweeping away the enemies on the ladder. Some people also held push rods and shouted, and several people worked together to push the ladder away.

"Is that okay?" Zhang Miao touched Xue Renxiao's side and expressed his skills with some pride.

"Not bad!" Xue Renxiao nodded: "Otherwise the enemy will have attacked the city and started a hand-to-hand battle with us, but you see, the second wave has arrived again, can we still fight?"

"It won't work today. I'll ask them to change places." Zhang Miao shook his head and said.

"Then let's fight head-on!" Xue Renxiao's eyes showed fierce light. "Zhang Miao, I agreed before the war that one of us can only be on the front line. Now, get out of here."

"Okay, I'll get out, I'll come tomorrow." Zhang Miao glanced at the soldiers in the city, or had his eyes red, and even the young and strong people were full of fighting spirit at this time.
Chapter completed!