Chapter 216: Carry You to Fly

“I really don’t understand, just how rich is the Kushan?”

“The Infantry are also wearing full Armor? Where do they get so much money?”

When the Archers on horseback slowly retreated and the Kushan Infantry began to appear from the rear, Fatty’s two eyeballs were about to pop out.

Using the most popular phrase in Huaxia to describe Fatty’s inner monologue at this moment, it was:

I have a sentence of MMP, I don’t know if I should say it or not!

The Cavalry had iron shells for full body protection, and Fatty endured it after glancing a few times. After all, everyone knew that Cavalry were expensive, and even for Central Asian nations, training qualified Cavalry was not an easy task.

But what about the Infantry?

From the day humans had war, the status of Infantry, if not equal to cannon fodder, was not much better; they were just a group doing the dirty and tiring work, then charging to their deaths.

First to scale the walls, charging into formations, the Broadsword Squad.

Just listening to these names, one knew that the glory of Infantry was piled up with death.

Unit Types similar to Heavy Infantry did exist. But in the big family of Infantry, Heavy Infantry was definitely a rare thing, even in the Great Han, there were fewer Heavy Infantry than Cavalry.

As for the Elite Infantry of the Great Han, setting aside Crossbowmen, it was good if they could wear cloth Armor, and being given a set of leather Armor was definitely a high configuration in the army.

If you were issued a shield too, hmm, that would be the most Elite Infantry of the Great Han, because ordinary Infantry only needed to kill the enemy, and if they died, a new batch could be recruited, so there was no need to issue shields.

But damn, look at that group of Kushan Infantry outside, Fatty Luyu simply wanted to bang his head against the wall.

What happened to the Great Han Empire having the number one combat power?

What happened to the Great Han being the powerful nation of the current era?

When your Soldiers couldn’t even afford leather Armor, and the enemy Infantry were fully armed from head to toe just like Cavalry, Luyu genuinely didn’t know how this battle was supposed to be fought.

But he couldn’t make too many discouraging remarks, so he could only hold his breath and stare dead at the Kushan Infantry, his eyes full of a red light named “envy, jealousy, and hate.”

“Just how much money does the Kushan have, hehe~ this question is actually very easy to answer.”

Looking at the Kushan Heavy Infantry slowly approaching, Mo Xiaobai smiled and pointed his right finger at the ground beneath his feet: “The position we are standing on right now, it is called the ‘Silk Road’, a trade route paved with Gold. Do you know when the Western Han withdrew from the Western Regions, and even handed over Yiwu City to the Xiongnu, who controlled the entire Silk Road?”

“Let’s not mention those old accounts for now, speaking only of the present with Congling as the boundary, Ban Gu used god-like operations to barely control the Western Regions on the east side, but who holds the west side? If I were the King of Kushan, even if I set up ten toll stations along the way, I would be rich enough to overflow with oil.”

“The Kushan is really rich right now, so rich that just the one place of Dayuan is enough to launch a large-scale attack. The one leading the troops to attack this time is only their Vice-King; the Vice-King of the Kushan, Xi, is actually just a feudal king. The Kushan’s real main force is still in the south, because that place, India, really has too, too many high-quality resources.”

“Just because they have money, the Kushan can be so willful as to fight on two fronts!”

Sheathing his sword, Mo Xiaobai grasped the long spear on the ground in his palm: “And precisely because the Kushan people are too willful, that nameless King of the Kushan dared to propose marrying a princess of the Great Han. Heh, that was his demand, not a request, quite interesting, isn’t it?”

“Now, it is up to us to dampen the arrogance and willfulness of the Kushan, and let them know that money cannot decide everything!”

“War, after all, can only be known once it is fought!”

As Mo Xiaobai’s words fell, the Kushan Heavy Infantry also gradually arrived at a hundred paces outside the city, and Li Ji waved his right hand to order the Archers to attack again.

Hundreds of arrows fell like rain, but the footsteps of the Kushan Heavy Infantry did not stop at all; holding shields in one hand above their heads to the side, they continued to charge forward.

In terms of excellent equipment, the Kushan was indeed the king of this era.

“Rolling stones, smash!”

One round of arrow probing was ineffective, but it would not affect Li Ji’s command. When the Archers slowly retreated and began to scatter to shoot, the Great Han soldiers by the City Wall immediately picked up huge stones and smashed them down.

A Siege War had always been this cruel.

Huge rolling stones fell from the City Wall; whether you wore leather Armor or iron Armor, apart from dodging, there was no second way to resist.

And once hit by a rolling stone, then congratulations to you.

You could withdraw from the battlefield, provided, of course, that you were still alive.

In the desert lands of the Western Regions, collecting large stones had always been quite difficult, so in past battles in the Western Regions, Siege Wars rarely happened, and most were fights in the wild.

But the arrival of Ban Chao brought a different change to Shule and Yarkand, which were located near Congling.

When it came to building temples and Buddhist monasteries, the Han People at this moment were probably not as good as the widely Buddhist Kushan Empire, but when it came to building cities and fighting defensive battles, the Great Han could really throw the other nations a distance of a solar system.

In this regard, the Han and Tang were the same.

Ban Chao was good at defense, and Li Ji was also good at defense.

It was just that since Li Ji returned to the Great Tang, this ability of his was hidden, only because the prosperous Great Tang at the time did not really need defensive generals, which caused a group of Great Tang War Generals, including Li Jing and Li Ji, to look like complete offense maniacs.

Rolling stones and logs kept smashing down, and the Kushan Heavy Infantry just withstood the attacks and rushed to the bottom of the City Wall, leaning long ladders against the top.

The long ladders had bases and hooks, so pushing them over was not easy. Dozens of long ladders were set up, and in the next moment, Kushan Heavy Infantry began to climb up.

It was also at this time that Li Ji suddenly ordered the attack on the City Wall to pause, letting the Kushan Infantry come up.

Just as Heavy Infantry after Heavy Infantry was about to approach the top edge of the City Wall, Li Ji waved his right hand: “Crossbowmen, up!”

The Strong Crossbow of the Han!

Through generations of improvement, not only was the firing power strong, but the crossbow arrows were also sharper than the Qin crossbows.

This kind of Strong Crossbow, perhaps not very convenient to load, had one very obvious advantage, which was:

Armor Piercing!

Ban Chao had very few Han Army soldiers, but he equipped all his subordinates with Armor Piercing Strong Crossbows!

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh~”

With short-range precision shooting, the Han Army Crossbowmen could even precisely aim at the foreheads, necks, and hearts of the Kushan Heavy Infantry.

The Kushan Infantry who had just stuck half their bodies out of the City Wall soon welcomed a death blow.

“Kill!”

Mo Xiaobai, holding a long spear, did not use a crossbow arrow. It was not that the defending Han Army was reluctant to give him one, but for this kind of thing, Mo Xiaobai had no use for it at all.

Mass equipping soldiers could kill multiple enemy soldiers at once, but after shooting, one had to reload the arrows. This process was still complicated. It could be said that reloading was too troublesome, which was the biggest shortcoming restricting the development of the Strong Crossbow.

Mo Xiaobai preferred to solve problems with close-combat weapons. With a pick and a sweep of his long spear, he quickly swept a Kushan Heavy Infantry off the long ladder.

“Take Grandpa Fatty’s sword!”

Beside Mo Xiaobai, Luyu also joined in, still holding that Greek single-handed sword in his hand, stabbing the tip forward fiercely, which could also pierce the Armor of the Kushan Heavy Infantry.

If Mo Xiaobai relied on martial power to kill the enemy, then Luyu was completely crushing them with technology.

Holding the only steel sharp sword on the battlefield, likewise, no Kushan Soldier could block his slashes.

“Ha~ With a divine weapon in hand, Grandpa Fatty kills enemies like slicing melons and vegetables!”

Luyu fought more and more excitedly, his face flushed as he shouted strangely to Mo Xiaobai:

“Buddy, today it’s my turn to carry you to fly!”