The stone made a shallow crater on the top of the city, and then rolled over.
In the shallow pit, only flat armor and a pool of blood could be seen.
"The enemy is coming."
The defenders, who had been suffering for a long time, gritted their teeth and clenched the swords and guns in their hands, vowing to let the Northern Xinjiang Army have a try of their own methods.
Li Li looked at the corpses being carried down and sneered: "Come on! Let's die together!"
"Wan Sheng!"
The Northern Xinjiang army suddenly burst into cheers.
"Enemy attack!"
Someone screamed.
But he saw that his comrades were motionless. He looked out carefully and saw a large flag moving towards the Northern Xinjiang Army.
"Wan Sheng!"
Tens of thousands of troops were chanting.
Yang Xuan on horseback looked calm and smiling.
He raised his hand in response to the cheers of his soldiers.
"Wan Sheng!"
His subordinates responded with even more enthusiastic shouts.
King Yong saw all this.
Beside him, Qian Xiang whispered: "Some people in Chang'an said that he used brutal methods to suppress the army. Now it seems that it is all nonsense!"
"This man is deeply respected and loved by the army, which is rare!" King Yong's eyes flashed with brilliance.
He is willing to be a puppet as long as Yang Xuan dares to ask for it.
Yang Xuan rode his horse to the center of the army, and immediately his banner replaced Nan He's banner and became the focus of the entire army's attention.
Yang Xuan said calmly: "Ying Qi."
The Yang flag is waving.
Then all the troops responded to the flag.
Flags were flying throughout the Northern Xinjiang Army camp.
Yang Xuan put down his hand, as if he pressed something, and the entire array became quiet.
"Shout!"
"Will you surrender or not?"
"Will you surrender or not?"
"Will you surrender or not?"
At the top of the city, Feile sneered and said, "I'll surrender to you!"
Yang Guogong ordered: "Dare to die camp!"
"Duke!"
Suoyun from the death camp knelt down.
"Siege the city!"
"I am willing to die serving my country!"
Suoyun stood up, limped to the death camp, and drew his sword.
Heng Dao pointed at the city head and roared: "For the Duke!"
The entire death camp was roaring.
"The Duke is mighty!"
"Siege the city!"
Soyun shouted.
"Attack!"
The death battalion was dispatched.
King Yong praised: "You are indeed brave and not afraid of death. I dare to ask the Duke of Qin, how many days will it take for such warriors to attack the city?"
He felt that even if he was bragging, he would have to brag for three days if he said less!
Yang Xuan asked: "Where would your Majesty want to have lunch?"
Ordinary people don't eat lunch, they only eat two meals a day.
But noble people are different. They don't have to eat all the food in their throats at every meal to survive the long time between meals.
What does he mean by this?
Is it to test this king?
If only I could be kinder... no matter whether it's right or wrong, good or bad, it's still a kindness.
King Yong smiled and pointed to the city, "How is the city?"
He was joking, and then thought about noon tomorrow. This would leave room for Qin Guogong.
This is goodwill.
If the Duke of Qin wanted a puppet, he would naturally express it.
Yang Xuan nodded.
"arrange!"
…
At the top of the city, Feile roared: "It's the death camp, those rebellious archers!"
A wave of arrows rained down, and many of the death camp fell.
The crossbowmen of the Northern Xinjiang Army followed behind and stopped when the distance was determined.
"Watch out for crossbow bolts!"
Feile shouted, squatting down first.
"Fire the arrow!"
A bigger rain of arrows appeared.
Covers the current city head.
Amid the miserable howl, Suoyun shouted: "Yeah, even the birds are bigger than you, hahahaha!"
The battlefield needs crude jokes.
It's best if it's a joke between men and women.
Stimulate hormones to boost morale of soldiers.
Bang!
The stairs were erected on the top of the city, and then the soldiers from the death camp swarmed up.
The two armies began a strangulation battle.
King Yong watched a soldier from the death camp rolling down the city with an enemy soldier in his arms, and couldn't help but praise: "It's really Tiger Ben."
He has been in Chang'an, and this is the first time he has seen a battle formation.
However, there was no fear.
Sure enough, my father's seeds are good... Yang Xuan said: "I have more than 100,000 tigers in northern Xinjiang waiting for danger."
I have an army of more than 100,000, which is more powerful than this.
King Yong will definitely relay these words to Chang'an.
——Yang Ni said that he has an army of more than 100,000 people. Whatever Chang'an wants to do, just give him a shout.
It won't beep if you can do it.
King Yong changed the topic, "The Duke said that the city will be destroyed in two days..."
Yang Xuan shook his head.
"One day?"
"Half a day!"
There was a fierce battle at the top of the city, and the morale of the defenders was high at the moment, which was inextricably linked to the death camp.
Fei Le said happily: "I have lived up to my years of training."
The general next to him was hit by an arrow and was ordering the doctor to deal with it. Hearing this, he said: "Please be careful, will Lin Jun provide reinforcements?"
Feile nodded, "He captured Taizhou, so naturally he doesn't like his right wing being stared at by the Northern Xinjiang Army, so he must come."
"In this way, we only need to hold on for a few days, and the overall situation of this battle will be decided."
Feile nodded, "This is why I prepared fire oil. Once defeated, the entire army retreats into the city, allowing the Northern Xinjiang Army to open the city gate and pour in, with a fire... Just thinking about it, I feel like this
You are committing an evil act. However, I will never show mercy when it comes to killing Tang people!"
This is a desperate plan.
Once successful, the morale of the defenders will be greatly boosted.
"Details and stability."
A sergeant went up to the top of the city and said, "The rich merchants in the city said they would come to work for the army."
Feile asked: "Who?"
"Book of Jerusalem."
"That guy is rich." The general licked his lips, probably thinking of fine wine.
Feile hesitated.
The general said: "Xiang Wen, working in the army has always boosted morale. Besides, what's wrong with eating some meat and wine? Who dares to say that Xian Wen accepted bribes?"
Feile smiled, "I was just thinking about a bloody battle at the top of the city, but here we brought wine and meat. This is a bit out of place. That's all, I just want to thank you for letting him come."
At this time, a fierce strangulation broke out at the top of the city. A group of death battalion sergeants broke through the interception and were about to descend towards the city.
"Fire the arrow!"
At the critical moment, a wave of arrows from the hundreds of reserve troops under the city relieved the crisis, and then the reserve troops took advantage of the situation and marched to the top of the city.
"Clang clang clang!"
The Northern Xinjiang army retreated like a tide.
Thousands of cavalry were on guard at the back, ready to intercept the defenders who were charging out of the city at any time.
The death battalion passed over the cavalry, and the cavalry reined in their horses. They would hold on until the next wave of attacks.
King Yong looked at this scene and praised: "It looks like flowing clouds and flowing water. It's really amazing for the government to use troops!"
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "The king is so complimentary."
Squeak!
Squeak!
The cart drove slowly through the city.
The sergeant on patrol couldn't help but salivate when he saw the steaming pancakes and the cooked mutton on the cart.
Hundreds of servants followed, and Yelvshu pointed to the soldiers patrolling the streets, "Give those brothers some bread and meat."
Two cakes and a piece of meat for each person made the soldiers smile.
“Thank you so much!”
The convoy slowly arrived at the city. Yelvshu raised his head and said with a smile: "Be careful."
Feile walked to the side, looked at the food, and nodded: "Thank you very much."
"Why are you so polite?"
Yelvshu waved his hand, "Bring the food up!"
He looked at the jars filled with kerosene around him and said with a smile: "These are all good oils!"
Feile at the top of the city said: "It's enough for Yang Gou to drink a pot."
Yelvshu looked up at him and said with a smile, "Sure..."
"Um!"
Feile responded.
The bowstring rings!
Behind Yelvshu, a man still maintained his posture of shooting arrows.
Feile at the top of the city was hit by an arrow and fell down into a jar filled with kerosene.
Yelvshu shouted: "Do it!"
The men who were pretending to be carrying something pulled out their long knives from under the food and rushed towards the city gate.
Because we had prepared the means, the city gate was not blocked, but at this moment, the people under Yelvshu were given an advantage.
The twenty or so sergeants behind the city gate were overwhelmed by one wave.
"Open the city gate!"
Yelvshu shouted in the city gate.
The city gate was forcefully opened.
“Jelüshu is a spy!”
At the top of the city, the deputy general roared: "Take back the city gate!"
Another general shouted: "Arson!"
Feile had just been lifted out of the oil tank by his subordinates and was set on fire. Who was he planning to burn?
Ta-ta-ta!
Amidst the sound of horse hooves, the thousands of cavalrymen of the Northern Xinjiang Army dispatched.
"Move the jar!"
Yelvshu shouted.
More than ten men rolled the two jars behind the city gate to the other side. In this way, even setting fire could not stop the Northern Xinjiang army from attacking the city.
"ignition!"
Feile spit out a mouthful of fire oil and shouted.
As for himself, he never thought about it at all.
If the city is destroyed, I will die!
"Jeryushu!"
He wiped his face and said through gritted teeth: "Then I still don't believe Yang Gou said that wealthy merchants have no country. Sure enough, it's true! Where's the kerosene...?"
More than ten rockets fell down, and with a bang, the flames started to shoot up.
But what about the fire behind the city gate?
Feile was hit by an arrow in the chest, but luckily escaped the critical point. He looked over and saw that the two jars behind the city gate had already been pushed to the side.
"Jeryushu!"
With this cry full of hatred, the cavalry rushed into the city.
In the middle army, Yang Xuan asked: "What would your Majesty want to have for lunch?"
King Yong was already confused, "Whatever! By the way, is there an insider in the city?"
"No!"
"What is that?"
"A dog!"
"A dog?"
King Yong was puzzled.
But seeing Yang Xuan's indifferent expression, he didn't ask any more questions.
Nan He had already entered the city. Looking at the flames, he sighed: "This is a death wish."
The old thief said: "In fact, fighting is about money and food, but more importantly, it is about spirit. A warrior is not afraid of death, even if the world collapses, there is still something to be done. A warrior is timid, even if he has an army of millions, it is just a chicken and tiles
It’s just a dog.”
In front, a group of defenders stubbornly intercepted the cavalry. The three cavalry in front were stabbed to death with spears. Amidst the screams of the war horses, the following cavalry also used spears to skewer them.
"Stomp them to death!"
The general leading the team said with a ferocious smile.
The defenders who had lost their combat effectiveness howled miserably, hugged each other, and were immediately trampled to pieces by their horses.
Nan He said calmly: "The officers and soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Army have always been relying on their anger. In the past, this anger was the sadness and anger caused by being suppressed by Chang'an for many years. Unfortunately, anger does not last long. Once defeated, it will be over in an instant.
The end of destruction.”
"So the Duke changed his tune, launched an attack when he was in power, and replaced grief and anger with aggressiveness."
Nan He glanced at the old thief, and the old thief rolled his eyes, "I've made a lot of progress. The Duke said that I can be a great general."
"West?" Nan He asked.
The west is the country of Luoluo.
Why Zhao Song, the military governor of Hanhai, was dissatisfied with guarding the west for a long time? It was not only the desolation there, but also the reason for having nothing to do.
The old thief really wanted to fight him, but looking at Nan He's stocky body, he decided not to.
He pointed to the pile of minced meat in front of him and asked, "Is there no need to torture and kill?"
Nan He said: "There are many new soldiers in that cavalry team. The new soldiers need to see blood."
There was a knocking on the door from the front, and someone came to report, "We are laying siege to the official house."
"Go and have a look."
Before he finished speaking, Yelvshu came with more than a hundred people.
"I've seen the general!"
Yelvshu salutes.
"I am not a general." Nan He said calmly: "You have contributed a lot to the city's destruction this time."
Yelvshu was happy in his heart, "May I ask if the master is here?"
Nan He pointed outside, "The Duke is outside."
Yelvshu smiled and said: "I will go to greet the master now. Alas! This place is poor and I have wronged the master! I have prepared a team of singers here for the master, just waiting for the master to enter the city."
Nan He nodded.
Seeing Ye Lushu go out, the old thief smiled and said, "Aren't you worried about the Guo Guo Guo's greed for enjoyment?"
"Do you think the singer he prepared can be as beautiful as the women in the Duke's backyard? Not to mention the women in the backyard, the two women who followed this time can eclipse those women."
Nan He glanced at the old thief and said, "You have the potential to be a sycophant."
"Haha!" The old thief smiled, "It's you! If you were a loyal minister, you should have stopped Yelvshu before. Don't forget, the Duke will definitely feel disgusted when he sees Yelvshu now. Such disgusting things,
Shouldn’t the minister stand in the way?”
Nan He pointed at him, shook his head and said: "Those in power like to figure out other people's thoughts, and even more like others to figure out their own thoughts. But no matter how much you like it, you don't like others to make decisions for you. Are you trying to trick me? You still want to trick me.
who?"
The old thief asked: "Nowadays, there are constant rumors about the competition for the qualification of the chief general in the army, haven't you thought about it?"
"What do you want it for?"
"I'm just curious, how come you don't seem to have any competitiveness or vanity at all?"
"Yes! But it was all suppressed by one thing."
"Which thing?"
Nan He looked ahead, "Request rebellion!"
The old thief muttered, "It sounds like I am disloyal. It has been a long time since I visited the noble..."
"The Duke has entered the city!"
There was a commotion outside, and then Yang Xuan's guards led the way into the city.
"The official house is broken!"
Cheers came from the front.
"Sure, let's go!"
The strength of Yangcheng's resistance was beyond everyone's expectations.
The injured Feile was escorted by a group of people to the north gate.
At the north gate, a group of cavalry is waiting.
"Open the city gate."
At this moment, most of the Northern Xinjiang troops are on the south side of the city, and they have the best chance of breaking out from outside the north gate.
Hundreds of defenders were watching Feile.
"Xiangwen, we are willing to hold off the enemy for Xianwen!"
A general knelt down on one knee.
Squeak!
The north gate is open.
Hundreds of Northern Xinjiang Army rangers outside the city shouted: "Enemy troops, be on alert!"
The men brought the war horses.
"Details and stability."
Feile mounted his horse with difficulty.
Reach out, "Gun!"
Spear in hand.
Feile looked outside the north gate and said: "I want to leave, but I am worried. If I leave, who will tell the people of Northern Xinjiang that we, Daliao, still have warriors!"
He turned his horse's head.
The war horse neighed uneasily.
In front, you can see Yang Xuan's banner, and the cavalry are gathering.
"Inform the envoy, I am gone!"
Ta-ta-ta!
The group of cavalry was stunned.
Then, a cavalryman said: "I'm going to wait!"
"I'm going to wait!"
The cavalry galloped on their horses.
They followed Feile, raising their spears.
Opposite me, Yang Xuan let out a light sigh.
King Yong praised: "This is the warrior of Northern Liao."
Yang Xuan said: "Archer!"
"Fire the arrow!"
A rain of arrows covered the past.
The cavalrymen fell off their horses one after another.
Feile's body was hit by two arrows, and his horse was hit by more arrows.
But he still persisted and staggered forward.
The old thief drew his sword and prepared to kill him.
Yang Xuan shook his head, "Let him come."
A horse came slowly.
Until in front of Yang Xuan.
The war horse shook.
Feile on horseback was covered in blood, and he barely opened his eyes.
I saw Yang Xuan.
Then, he tried his best to move the spear forward...
The war horse neighed and slowly knelt down.
Feile, who was on horseback, put his spear on the ground and stood still.
Turn around and kneel down.
Lips move.
"I will live up to your majesty and Liao Dynasty!"