It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 172

Black Rock City, the army is about to launch.

"Within ten drums, anyone who hasn't arrived, behead!"

Chimei rode on the horse, her brows furrowed, and the red eyebrows on her face became more vivid.

The soldiers who chased last night have not returned until now, but only one of them has been wiped out. The death of thousands of people is extremely rare in the Rong tribe. And this team is surrounded by Chimei personally commanded. This is not a happy thing, Chimei couldn't help but wonder if he was always too good to these people.

"Oyamabe!"

"exist!"

"Inu Hill Department!"

"exist!"

"Tooth Spring!"

"exist!"

"Meng..."

With a shout, a tribal leader agreed. After ten drums, more than a dozen large and small tribes of the Rong tribe led by Chimei had arrived.

The fiasco last night made everyone a little unhappy, with a look on their faces that they wanted to kill.

"Set off!"

Chimei said a word neatly, and the horses raised their hoofs, but the team maintained its own formation, and there was no clutter at all. The Rong tribe's riding skills are unparalleled in the world, and the speed of the team's march is extremely fast.

Not long after, the team has entered the area of ​​Qingniu Mountain.

On Niujiao Peak, the top of a poplar tree is offset, pointing to the north.

"It's here, it's here." Cheng Dalei looked at it carefully, and instantly regained his spirit.

As soon as they reached Qingniu Mountain, Chimei's team was blocked, and they saw huge trees, rocks, and deep and shallow earth trenches on the road.

With these, it is impossible to stop an army of 10,000 people, and a team of 10,000 people can fill the ditch with one person grabbing a handful of soil.

Almost without Chimei's orders, someone has already gotten off the horse and opened the way ahead. The big trees were moved away, the rocks were removed, and the earth ditch was filled... Naturally, the speed of the team was also slowed down.

In the forest, Cheng Dalei was carrying a big axe, holding a sword in his palm, his fists clenched and loosened.

"put!"

The archers of the centenary team fired arrows at the same time, and the iron arrows were like rain, shooting from a high place to the Rong tribe who opened the way on the road.

This sudden rain of arrows caught everyone off guard. In an instant, more than a dozen people were shot and injured.

"There is an ambush!" Chi Mei coldly shouted: "Kill them!"

In fact, without Chimei's instructions, there are already men of the Rong tribe rushing over with bows and arrows and machetes.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Cheng Dalei shouted, turned around and fled into the mountain.

The Rong race is unparalleled in horsemanship, and there is nothing to say about archery. This is considered a racial talent, and these bandits led by Cheng Dalei actually don't care about archery at all. It's good to be able to draw a bow. These people are better at hoeing than fighting.

Of course, they also have their talents. Living in Qingniu Mountain for so many years, they are already very familiar with the terrain here, and it is like walking on the ground for them. And the Rong people are in the mountains... I have never heard of anyone herding sheep and cattle to the mountains.

A group of people went around the mountain for a few laps before disappearing without a trace. Chimei sent out to pursue the troops without success, and the other two slapped their feet because they ran too fast, and their faces flushed with pain. .

Some embarrassing, some humiliating.

"Go ahead and be vigilant around you!"

The army continued to advance, and the speed of the team was slowed down because they had to keep opening the way.

"I'm coming!"

Gao Feihu pressed his chest with the palm of his hand, so close to the Rong family, he was frightened.

"put!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The expression on Chimei's face became more and more unsightly. Relying on the convenience of geography, a wave of feather arrows would be released from time to time in the mountains and forests. And these people who shoot arrows are extremely abhorrent. They will leave after a wave of arrows. Once they are discovered in advance by the scouts, there is absolutely no sense of being in love, and they will run away.

And in the mountains... the warriors themselves really can't run fast.

In fact, the casualties were not large, and the injuries or deaths of dozens of people were nothing to the team. But this feeling of being shot by a cold arrow at any time is really disgusting.

In this way, the marching speed of the team is greatly slowed down.

But no matter how long the road is, there will be a moment to reach the destination.

At dusk three days after Chimei's departure, Chimei's soldiers had already entered the center of Qingniu Mountain. He took out a scribbled map to observe the surrounding terrain, then heaved a long sigh of relief, looked ahead and said, "What I want is in there!"

As the team moved forward, the peaks and turns turned. Chimei didn't see the valley in her imagination, but saw a city wall rising from the ground and full of torches.

Things are a little different from what I thought. There are so many troops stationed here, whose soldiers are they?

No matter how much it is, if you lay down this gate, those mutants will return to what they should have been.

Without a moment's pause, Chimei ordered a siege.

The empire has lost a hundred battles, and the Rong people have won every battle. Until now, the empire is used to losing, and the Rong people are used to winning.

In the cognition of the Rong tribe, the warriors of the empire are thin and timid, and the cities of the empire are like paper, stepping out with iron hooves and destroying themselves without attacking.

"The big boss... they attacked!"

"In such a hurry!" Cheng Dalei was also taken aback and attacked the city as soon as he came. Don't they need to rest, restore physical strength, and investigate the surrounding terrain?

"Prepare, prepare!" Cheng Dalei shouted, "We're going to fight!"

Four trebuchets were pushed from the back of the team to the front, and as the first stone bullet hit the city wall, the first battle between the two sides began.

Chimei didn't give Cheng Dalei time to breathe, even if he didn't know who his enemy was now. As a mountaineer said, the mountains are there, so I'm going to climb.

If you ask Chimei, Chimei will definitely say, the city is there, so I want to break the city.

"How do they have trebuchets, how do they have trebuchets!" Cheng Dalei shouted from the city.

Chimei not only has catapults, but also siege equipment such as rushing vehicles and ladders. Naturally, they didn't make it themselves, but grabbed it from the King of Youzhou.

Using the trebuchet as a cover, the soldiers rushed to the city wall, the big wooden rammed the door, and climbed to the top of the city by using the ladder, their bows and arrows pointed to the sky, and they shot in anger.

Cheng Dalei took a deep breath: It is impossible to prevent, I thought that the Rong people were not good at attacking cities, but it turned out that they attacked cities so sharply.

"Let it go!" Cheng Dalei yelled angrily.

The heavy crossbow was already ready to go, and fifty crossbow arrows shot down the city.

The first battle of the two sides was carried out in a state of mutual killing. The siege began at dusk, and the army was withdrawn at the third watch.

Chi Mei did not lay down the Toad Village.

At night, the other party camped three miles away from the Toad Village, and they could see each other eating and drinking water under the real soldiers approaching the city.

Cheng Dalei did not attack at night while the other party was camping. He was busy repairing the city wall, replenishing crossbow arrows, and counting casualties.

Maybe it was because they were not good at using trebuchets, some of the stone bullets didn't hit the city head, and some flew past the city head. In the end, only one stone bullet hit the city head and injured seven or eight. Individual, no one sacrificed.

But Cheng Dalei knew that this was only the first battle. At best, it was a pre-war appetizer.