At this time, the defenders hiding under the city slowly climbed to the top of the city under the repeated urging of Zhe Sihai. Ma Jin's face immediately became gloomy when he saw this scene. These soldiers and generals of the Song Kingdom were really unable to support the wall. They were just as passionate and loyal to the country. It was only a long time since they had become a group of soft-legged shrimps.

"Jizhong, go and transfer 200 soldiers up!" Ma Jin turned his head and ordered Yuan Jizhong. He no longer had hope for these soldiers and generals of the Song State, and it would be more reliable to use his own people.

"Yes, young master!" Yuan Jizhong naturally understood Ma Jin's concerns. To be honest, he didn't have any confidence in these Song soldiers. As the saying goes, a soldier is a crotch of generals. There are timid generals like Zhe Sihai. Do you still want the soldiers in his hands to be better? Anyway, he just looks down on people like Zhe Sihai.

Shortly after Yuan Jizhong left, Zhe Sihai ran over sweating profusely and reported:

"Sir, the soldiers have all arranged it."

Ma Jin nodded when he heard this, looked at Zhe Sihai who was busy wiping sweat, and shook his head in slightest uncertainty. In the past, there were always people in the world that said that the Song State's military preparations were corrupt and their combat power had been weak for a long time, but I really saw it in person. This is more than just weakness?

Generals have no intention of fighting and soldiers have no desire to fight, and they are afraid of fighting; military disciplines are scattered, and orders are not strict, so they do their own things; except for a bright and beautiful armor, everything else is a mess, that is, they can be placed as a vase, which is gorgeous, and to put it bluntly, it is a golden and jade that is in its place.

As for people like Zhe Sihai, you can only say that you have a little bit of shame. You know what to do and what not to do. Being an ordinary general is okay, but being a commander...haha...

While Ma Jin was sitting and fighting in his heart, the Xuanting army under the city was naturally not idle, and had moved quickly under the Yangweimen city wall.

"Siege the city!" Balkan ordered.

"Kill! Fight!" For a moment, the soldiers of Xuan Ting roared like a tide and rushed under the city wall. The soldiers at the forefront put the ladders they carried on the moat. The soldiers behind them rushed to cross the moat and climbed up to the city head on the spears inserted into the city wall.

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Above the city, Ma Jin looked grim. Looking at the enemy troops climbing towards the city densely, he said coldly:

"Arrow ready!"

When Zhe Sihai heard the order, he waved the flag in his hand suddenly. The archers standing in front of the battlements made a loud noise and rushed to aim the arrow in his hand at the Xuanting Soldier who was climbing under the city.

"Cheer!" Ma Jin gave the order.

In an instant, a rain of arrows fell from the city. Although it was a little messy and loose, most of it was even shot into the moat, a small number of them were shot. For a moment, sporadic howlings sounded on the city wall.

Seeing this, Zhe Sihai's face turned red. Of course, it was not happy, but angry. Obviously, Ma Jin had no time to deal with Zhe Sihai, and snatched the flag from his hand and shouted:

"Arrowman, listen to my order!"

"Get an arrow!" Ma Jin roared. When the archers heard the order, they quickly pulled out an iron feathered arrow from the arrow sheath and put it on the longbow.

"Zhang Gong!" Ma Jin roared again, his voice was sonorous and powerful, full of infectiousness, which made the archers on the city involuntarily follow his instructions.

"Aim!" Another loud roar, and the archers pointed the arrow at the Sergeant Xuan Ting who was climbing up hard.

"shoot!"

"Bang bang bang..."

With Ma Jin's last roar, the archers instantly let go of the bowstrings. A sound of the bowstrings passed by, and the overwhelming rain of arrows swept down, covering the entire city wall. You should know that the arrows of Song State were not vegetarians, but were made of armor-breaking arrows made of iron and iron. They were condescending, and the lethality could be imagined.

In an instant, the sound of puffing through the iron armor and the flesh and blood were constantly nailed to the ears, followed by the screams of tragic sounds. The Xuan Ting soldiers fell to the city wall like dumplings. For a moment, water splashed in the moat, and the water surface was dyed blood in a short while.

Some people accidentally landed on the ladder of the moat, and the huge impact force overturned the entire ladder. Naturally, the soldiers on the ladder fell into the water in panic, causing a burst of screams and scolding.

The Balkans, who were commanding the siege, looked proud and satisfied. When they saw this situation, they immediately changed their face. Why did they change their faces on the top of the city? Just now, they were still a group of mobs, but why did they become well-trained again?

Ma Jin on the top of the city naturally didn't know the Balkan's doubts. Seeing that Zhan Guohuang was full of smiles, these archers still had some basic knowledge, but they were not inappropriate in command, otherwise the power they exerted should not be underestimated. Thinking of it, he turned his head and looked at the side of Zhe Sihai, who was a little stunned, and ordered:

"General Zhe, just shoot arrows under the city as I just did. You must not let Xuanting climb up to the top of the city!"

Zhe Sihai then reacted and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, sir, I know what to do!"

Soon, Zhe Sihai followed Ma Jin's method and directed the archers to shoot arrows down the city. For a moment, these climbing soldiers of Xuanting became living targets for the Song army to practice arrows. You must know that Yangweimen is seventy or eighty meters high, and the Xuanting people could not climb up for a while, so they could only watch the Song army shoot them down one by one.

Of course, the Xuanting people were not vegetarians. In order to protect the infantry from entering the city, Xuanting's archers also shot towards the city. In an instant, arrows were raining on the city tower, and a scream came from time to time.

Gradually, the archers of the Song Kingdom shot more and more diligently, becoming more confident and happily shot because they found that although the arrow rains of Xuanting people were dense, they did not cause much harm to those of them wearing heavy armor.

First, it is because the Xuanting people shoot upwards, and the strength is a bit weak, not to mention a height of seventy or eighty meters. Secondly, the distance is a bit far away. Although the arrows on the top of the city are still powerful, they only nail the wood, which does not cause much damage to the iron armor. The archers in the Song Dynasty are different, and they are condescending, and they use strong bows and heavy arrows, so the power can naturally be imagined.

Qin Le in Xuanting Camp naturally saw it, his face was very solemn, and he was silent for a while. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and ordered loudly:

"Telection, catapult to the city!"

Mu Jiu and Wu Gang, who were standing on the sides of Qin Le, suddenly changed their faces and looked at Qin Le in disbelief. Wu Gang's lips moved and said nothing, but Mu Jiu ignored these things and immediately stood up and persuaded:

"Master, the forward is siege. Using the catapult at this time will cause heavy losses to the forefront army. Please think twice!"

Qin Le's expression was cold, his face was filled with iron blood. He was not moved by Mu Jiu's persuasion at all, and said coldly:

"As long as you can conquer Lin'an City, what's the point of sacrificing some people?" As he said that, he looked at the messenger standing next to him, and said sternly:

"Go and send the order quickly!"

"No!" The messenger naturally did not dare to neglect. He clasped his fists and bowed and left hurriedly. Mu Jiu looked at Qin Le incredible, but still couldn't believe it. Is this still the Qin Le he knew?

At this moment, the sudden sound of trumpets resounded throughout the battlefield, and both sides of the battle were stunned. The Balkans, who were commanding on the front line, changed their faces. Without waiting for him to say anything, they heard the loud bang of the catapult array.

In the Xuanting Army formation, countless huge rocks instantly rose into the air and broke into the sky towards the city. Ma Jin's face immediately changed and he shouted:

"Hurry up..., hide!"

But Ma Jin's shouting was still a little late. The rainy rock arrived in an instant and hit the city tower. The screams were endless. Accompanied by the sharp sound of the huge rocks breaking through the air, the defenders on the city tower were like cutting wheat, falling down one after another. Many defenders could not react to it and were smashed into a pool of meat paste. The huge impact force was not effective even if you wore armor. It was really hurt when you rub it and die when you hit it.

Not only the Song Dynasty defenders on the city, but also the Xuanting infantry that siege the city did not escape the bad luck. Countless huge rocks were photographed on the city wall, slapped the climbing soldiers into meat pie, or were swept by the strong wind of the huge rocks to break their legs, and more were shaken down the city wall by the impact force of the huge rocks.

"Master General, are we still going to attack?" A general asked carefully behind the Balkan. At this time, the Balkan's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with anger. No one would feel good when he was hit by his own trencher, especially when he was in it, but he wanted to stop the attack. He couldn't help but look at the central army. Thinking of Qin Le's calm face, his heart couldn't help but feel cold. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"Continue to attack the head of the governor!"

At this point, the importance of discipline can be seen. When Xuan Ting's soldiers heard the order to continue the attack, although they looked unwilling, they still rushed towards the city with a slight order.

On the top of the city, the defenders of Song State were smashed to cry and cry. If Ma Jin had not sent someone to block the passage to the city just in case, he would have probably already run down the city tower.

"Sir, do you want to go to the city to avoid it?" Zhe Sihai hid under the battlements and shouted at Ma Jin with horror on his face.

"No!" Ma Jin said in a deep voice when he heard this, cursing in his heart, it was such a thing that could not be supported by the mud, and he still wanted to escape at this time.

Zhe Sihai suddenly became anxious and said loudly: "Sir, the soldiers guarding the city are not the soldiers of your Great Zhou. Look at their appearance. If this continues, I see that the Xuanting people under the city have not attacked, and these soldiers will mutiny first."

Ma Jin was stunned by the words of Zhe Sihai, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. He was indeed a little taken for granted. If the army of the Great Zhou was under such a strong siege, there would be no problem, but he could not resist this. He looked at the soldiers who were hit by stones around and cried and shouted to his mother, and ran away with their heads in their arms, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The imperial guards in Lin'an City were not as good as the Northwest Army under the command of the Dungeon. It was a pity that he had a good face.

"Jizhong, if you lead someone to the bed crossbow, be sure to knock out the Xuanting people's catapult."

"Yes, young master!" Yuan Jizhong agreed with a fist and rushed into the stone rain without any hesitation. As for why Ma Jin did not use the soldiers of Song State, looking at Zhe Sihai who was slumped on the ground in front of him, what could you expect from them?

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Xuanting army, phalanx of catapults.

Tian Heng, the commander of the Qingqi Army, stood shirtless, standing on the support of a catapult, roaring angrily:

"quick!"

"Play the horse, give me a little faster!"

"Yes, just smash it like this, smash it hard for me!"

"Hurry! Babies, put your strength on me!"

“…”

Tian Heng's eyes were full of excitement at this time, and his rough face turned red. From time to time, he loudly urged the sergeant who controlled the catapult to launch it quickly. As for whether he would accidentally hurt the sergeant who was siege, Tian Heng, who was in high spirits, naturally didn't care.

On the battlefield, live and rely on the will of heaven. Don’t expect that you will get the mercy of your own people. In the eyes of Tian Heng and other high-ranking generals, the soldiers at the bottom are no different from Cao Zheng. You can give up when you should give up. At worst, you can just attack again. Anyway, there are many people, as long as you fight a few battles, the survivors will naturally be elite soldiers.

And just when the two sides were having fun fighting, Ye Chan hurried to Qin Le in the middle of Xuanting's central army.

"The 14th Prince!"

Qin Le was in a good mood at this time. When he suddenly saw Ye Chan coming, he immediately became bad and asked impatiently:

"As a military preparation, if you don't supervise the transportation of food and grass in the rear, why do you come to the general's central army to do? If you miss the major affairs of the general because of food and grass, even the prince will not be able to protect your dog's head!"

Ye Chan's body froze when he heard this, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He just forced him to do so and said stiffly:

"I am here to convey the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Qin Le was stunned and asked, "What order does the prince have? Why didn't he pass it directly to me!"

Ye Chan looked at Qin Le with an expressionless face. The joke in his eyes made Qin Le look right, and it made Qin Le angry. But before he could do anything, he heard Ye Chan say loudly:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has an order to suspend the attack on the city!"

"What? What did you say?" Qin Le shouted in disbelief, and his eyes turned red.

Ye Chan was shocked by Qin Le's appearance. I don't know why he had such a big reaction, but he still stared at Qin Le straight and said in a deep voice:

"What, the Fourteenth Prince, do you want to disobey?"

Qin Le came to his senses, his face still looked a little ugly. Qin Le naturally did not dare to neglect Ye Chan's question and replied with difficulty:

"I naturally dare not disobey the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare!" Ye Chan snorted coldly, then turned around and strode away. He was still worried about Qin Le's attitude just now.

Qin Le stood under the handsome flag and watched Ye Chan leave coldly, his face became more and more gloomy. Seeing this, Mu Jiu, who was standing beside him, stepped forward with some concern and said:

"Master, you..."

Qin Le waved his hand and signaled that he was nothing serious. After a while, he ordered:

"Send orders, withdraw troops!"

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Just as this scene was being staged in Xuanting Camp, a good show was naturally being staged on the city of Yangweimen...
Chapter completed!