The Era of Generals

Chapter 323 - Hole Card

What is preemptive strike?

Yan Haomiao now has a deep understanding of the meaning of this sentence.

Regardless of whether the opponent was intentional or unintentional, or whether he made a mistake in the operation, in short, this round of throwing stones fell on his head.

It makes no sense!

Yan Haomiao could not wait to curse, what kind of command is this!

Let the soldiers who are about to rush under the wall not fight, but come to fight the catapult troops who are not yet threatening at the rear?

No, the opponent shouldn't be able to see where his catapult troops are at all!

It was night at this time!

Although the fortifications were brightly lit, his troops would not light a torch when they attacked, it was not necessary at all.

Their goal is just the fortifications. As long as there is a fire in front of them as a guide, they can directly charge. Taking advantage of the cover of night, it is actually more difficult for the opponent to observe their movements, which can be said to be more beneficial.

As the saying goes, it’s dark under the lights. Looking from the top of the other side’s walls, their side is completely pitch black. Not to mention the catapult troops farther away, even the stormtroopers who are rushing forward, they may not be able to see clearly. .

So whether this round of volley was done on purpose, or the angle of the catapult was wrong, but the result was that the opponent hit the right side and solved his catapult troops.

"damn it!"

Yan Haomiao lay on the ground, with angry flames shooting out of his eyes. This round of defeat was so unjust, it was like a blind fist that killed the old master, but by chance, he was seriously injured.

"My lord, are you all right?"

Lin Xiangyong himself was covered in blood, but he didn't bother to check his injuries, but first paid attention to Yan Haomiao's situation.

Fortunately, his pounce was timely, Yan Haomiao looked in a mess, but at least his whole body was intact and he didn't suffer any major injuries.

However, the psychological blow is far heavier than the physical injury.

"Attack! Attack me!"

Yan Haomiao, who was extremely angry, pushed Lin Xiangyong away, and shouted at the soldiers in front who were looking back to check his situation: "I traded my life for a chance, whoever dares to lose the chain will be destroyed!"

That's right, it was indeed a trade for life.

The attack frequency of the catapult is limited. It just started a round, and it didn't come so soon. Taking advantage of this gap, it is the best time for Bai Lie's army to attack.

If he missed it, this round of beating would be in vain!

Until now, Yan Haomiao still didn't notice the situation was different, but just lamented his bad luck, a good opportunity, but was lost because of the opponent's unreasonable round of qibo.

Apart from anger, he could only say bad luck.

However, how did he know that not long ago, his subordinate, Lin Xiangyong, who sacrificed his life to save his life, also secretly sighed in his heart about his bad luck.

But... how can there be so much bad luck?

It's also because neither of them said what they felt at the time, otherwise Yan Haomiao would have realized that the matter might not be that simple when he heard it.

Unlucky again and again, can it be attributed to the word "unlucky"?

I am afraid……

Yan Haomiao still doesn't know anything at the moment. The order he issued at this moment is sending his troops into a huge conspiracy.

"Come on! Avenge the brothers!"

The tragic situation of the catapult troops fell into everyone's eyes. In addition to secretly rejoicing that they were lucky, they also felt sympathetic with the enemy Kai, and the shout of revenge was sincere.

However, accidents are often independent of people's will, and what should happen, still happens.

boom!

Just when everyone was about to attack the fortifications in one go, there was another huge roar suddenly.

"This... can't be!"

Yan Haomiao's drastically changed face turned livid in an instant, and his eyes nervously stared at the fortification that was close at hand.

Fire meteor!

Isn't what reflected in his eyes the burning boulder that is flying into the sky?

How come?

Yan Haomiao was at a loss in his mind. The round of stone-throwing offensive just now was about the same as the number during the day. Not only the round just now, but also the previous rounds of blasting to the rear.

In other words, the number of the opponent's catapults should have been figured out.

But at this moment, they watched another round of offensive from the opponent, this amount... was even more than before!

what happened?

Yan Haomiao is not an idiot either, he realized in an instant that he was being tricked!

The number of catapults on hand of the opponent is not what it shows at all, but a part of the catapults has been hidden from the beginning and has not been used.

Only then, when he ordered the whole army to assault, did he throw the part of the catapult which had been hidden all along into the field.

Only in this way can Zhu Yan's enemy army, who just fought a round, play a second round by surprise in a short period of time!

Can……

Yan Haomiao felt a huge rock in his heart suddenly sinking down.

If this is the case, then the previous ones were all false moves?

Therefore, the battle behind the enemy's fortifications was actually not as intense as he imagined, even...

Could it be that……

Yan Haomiao trembled all over, and Lin Xiangyong next to him was so frightened that he hurriedly wanted to help him, thinking that he had suffered some kind of hidden injury just now.

But at this time, Yan Haomiao didn't have the mood to pay attention to him, so he pushed Lin Xiangyong back with his big hand, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Retreat, retreat!"

He suddenly realized that the opponent was still counting, and the two waves of stone-throwing attacks were the best proof, and if the battle was really fierce in the rear, with the poor defense ability behind the fortifications, how could the opponent still have a stable temper? Do you have to use your hidden backhand?

So, it's all just for yourself!

Behind the fortifications... Yan Haomiao's heart trembled, maybe there was no battle at all!

Get fucked!

If the first round of the stone-throwing offensive was the opponent's blind cat meeting a dead mouse, then what about the second round?

The second round already showed that the other party had already dug a hole for him under his seemingly flustered appearance, waiting for him to jump!

Then he really danced.

Yan Haomiao's heart was bleeding.

Where is the time to retreat?

At this time, his main force has already stepped into the range of the opponent's catapult!

You must know that the opponent is condescending because of the height of the fortifications, and the coverage that the catapult can hit is wider than him.

That's why he clearly calculated that he was still ten steps away from attacking the other side's fortifications, but the other side had already made the first move.

Being condescending means that their catapult attack distance is farther!

All his actions and arrangements are actually under the opponent's design!

Could it be... that person?

Unexpectedly, what appeared in Yan Haomiao's mind was Chen Ze's still youthful face.