Hu Biao was awakened by a loud sound of "dong dong dong~".
When he opened his eyes and sat up, in the moonlight coming through the window, he could see other netizens with similarly confused faces, and they didn't even get over the alcohol.
Before they could react, the wooden door of the barracks was violently kicked open again, and Liang Daya, who had a pair of blood-red eyes, poked his head in.
Facing them, he cursed loudly: "You have forgotten all the military rules I taught you during the day. Didn't you hear the drum bugle?
The Tubo people are coming, hurry up and follow me to the city to prepare for war, be careful of the ruthless military law."
After saying that, he threw a heavy baggage in his hand and hit it on the ground in front of Hu Biao's bed. He added another sentence:
"Hu Biao, the plaster you presented is excellent. Guo Shuai is very satisfied. This is a good thing he asked to reward you. Remember to put it on, maybe it will help you live a few more years."
After hearing this sentence, Hu Biao and everyone else were immediately excited.
Damn it! When they asked two days ago, didn't they agree that it would take a few days for the Tibetan army to arrive? Why so fast?
But even though they were panicking, everyone still started to put their robes on quickly.
During the day yesterday, Liang Daya and other veterans solemnly explained that they knew some important rules of the Anxi Army.
For example, after the snare drum and horn sound, one snare drum (330 sounds) and twelve horn blows are regarded as one set of signals. Three consecutive sets of signals failed to reach the assembly position.
Regardless of whether they are small soldiers or generals such as captains and captains, they will all be beheaded.
It's such an injustice to have to die like this.
During such a process, Hu Biao opened the baggage in front of him with anticipation. After seeing clearly what was inside, his face immediately lit up with joy.
It was a piece of iron armor. Judging from the style, the obviously polished shining armor pieces, and especially the bright breastplate on the chest, it should be a set of the legendary Mingguang Armor.
This set of Mingguang Armor was very heavy, with an overall weight of at least 60 kilograms. When Hu Biao didn't pay attention at first, he didn't even lift it with one hand.
Such a heavy weight must be a huge drain on your physical strength when worn on your body.
But for this reward from Guo Shuai, Hu Biao was still full of great gratitude; under the current circumstances, this kind of powerful protection simply saved a few more lives.
At this time, Yang Dongli, who had not been assigned armor at all, had already put on robes and boots.
Seeing this, he quickly helped Hu Biao put on this set of Mingguang armor together with the white-collar AT.
Good guy! When the entire suit of armor was put on, Hu Biao immediately felt that he was being weighed heavily, and his height was reduced by several centimeters.
By this time, the sound of drums and horns in the second group was almost over.
Hu Biao quickly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Everyone, hurry up and set off, people will die if you are late."
With such a sentence, Xu Feng picked up a long gun that was issued yesterday on the shelf next to the door, and rushed out of the barracks first. Others followed suit and filed out one by one with long guns.
But when Hu Biao followed the netizens in front and was about to rush out of the barracks.
Behind him, Yang Dongli, with quick eyesight and quick hands, put a robe on Hu Biao.
When Hu Biao was still a little confused, Yang Dongli had already cursed: "Hurry up and put it on, otherwise your dress will be as dazzling as a firefly on the battlefield. You kid will die because you despise yourself."
Not fast enough?
It doesn't matter if you want to die yourself, but don't drag us to die together."
When Hu Biao heard this, he felt that Lao Yang's words were very reasonable.
He immediately fastened his robe haphazardly to cover up the shining armor on his body. He also picked up a pitch black rag at hand and wrapped it around his head, covering his helmet as well.
When he started running later, he felt it was very difficult to move due to the weight of the armor on his body...
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By the time the last netizen ran out of the house in a hurry, hundreds of other people in the Xuan Ge camp had basically completed their formation.
Seeing this, Hu Biao and the others quickly lined up their own second cavalry team.
After standing still, Captain Wang glared at Hu Biao and the others with disgust. Perhaps he thought of the nature of these rookies, and finally said nothing.
After waving his hand, he led everyone to run wildly, and according to the order he had received in advance, he stationed himself on the left side of the front wall of Kucha City.
After standing still for a while, the three-wheel drum horn completely fell down.
After all the troubles, the sky was still not bright, and they didn't know what time it was; but Hu Biao and others standing on the city wall could still clearly see the Tubo army attacking from outside the city.
It was precisely for this reason that the hearts of Hu Biao and others became cold.
Because in their eyes, there are dots of torches, like the stars in the sky falling on the ground, filling their field of vision.
Each point of starlight represents at least one opponent, and how many such stars are there.
Fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, or even more.
When I think about the entire city of Qiuci, all the old soldiers of the Anxi Army, plus the old, weak, women, children and other common people, there are only more than 10,000 people. Such a comparison of forces makes people despair.
With such an astonishing number of opponents, if they really want to charge at them together, can they withstand one attack from their opponents?
Just when Hu Biao and the other unlucky fellows were thinking about all kinds of worries and horrors, and feeling a little uncertain in their hearts, something happened on the Tibetan side.
A man wearing a triangular helmet on his head and a chainmail coat over his robes rushed toward the city with more than a hundred riders.
When they arrived at the city head, which was about three to four hundred meters away, bows and arrows at this city head were basically unable to reach the position, and they let out a shout.
Almost at the same time, hundreds of people stopped charging their horses.
It shows that these people have very superb riding skills.
As for the city wall, it was eerily quiet. Before receiving the new order, no one made a sound except for the biting cold wind at night, which blew the "Tang" battle flag on the top of the city.
It can be regarded as showing another kind of killing power.
After stopping their horses, the leading man from the city shouted at the top of his lungs.
This guy's voice was quite loud, and the sound that floated along the night wind was actually heard clearly by Hu Biao and other people on the city wall:
"Listen to the Anxi Army in the city. Commander Shang Qixin'er of our army has said that as long as you immediately put down your weapons, tie your hands and leave the city to surrender, your life will be spared.
If not, after the city is destroyed, in the words of you Tang people, no chickens or dogs will be left alive~"
Under such threatening shouts from Chi Guoguo, almost everyone at the top of the city instinctively looked at the position at the head of the city gate at this moment.
Because there stood a man who was the backbone of the entire Qiuci City: Guo Xin and Guo Shuai.
Facing the gazes of tens of thousands of people inside and outside the city, Guo Shuai stood upright like a pine tree while waving his right hand downwards.
There was only one word in his mouth: "War~"
God knows why? Under such a simple word "war", Hu Biao felt his bladder tightening and he felt like he wanted to urinate.
Because of excitement, or fear, or both.
Anyway, without even realizing it, he grasped the jujube wood pole of the spear with his right hand, and even his finger bones turned white due to the excessive force.
The moment Guo Shuai waved his right hand, several Tang soldiers had ferocious smiles on their faces.
After adjusting the direction slightly, he pulled the trigger of a winch crossbow in front of him.
Suddenly, with a series of crisp sounds of "bang, bang, bang~", several crossbow arrows, no less big than the spears in Hu Biao's hands, greeted the cavalry at the bottom of the city.
I have to say that those Tubo people responded very quickly.
Several Tang soldiers were even adjusting the direction of their winches and crossbows. When they noticed something, they quickly turned their horses' heads, whipped their horses and began to retreat frantically.
In the blink of an eye, he ran dozens of meters away.
However, this approach had no effect. Several large crossbow arrows easily caught up with them and greeted them from behind.
With astonishing force, the long crossbow arrow directly penetrated a Tibetan cavalryman.
The chainmail and leather armor they wore had no effect at all.
After piercing one person, the large crossbow arrow continued to move forward, piercing two or three people in a row, and even nailed a war horse to the ground.
In a short time, the war horse was not completely dead, and it kept making high-pitched neighing sounds as it struggled.
Such a miserable scene failed to attract Hu Biao's attention.
Because after the Tang army took action at the top of the city, a long horn sound was heard in the distance. Even if they were just a battlefield novice, Hu Biao and others understood one thing instantly:
This has not been agreed upon, and the Tibetan army is about to launch an attack.
