A raging fire burst out of the forage yard, forming a rolling fire dragon hundreds of feet long, dyeing half of the sky in the west of Talas City red. Thick black smoke swirled over the flames, billowing like a demon coming.
Thousands of carts of hay piled up in mountains are the guarantee that Tuqishi of the black surname dares to stick to it for a long time. Once these hays are burned out, nearly 10,000 horses and tens of thousands of livestock in the city will have no food, and Erwei Khan's army will be cut off.
The source of food, even if the Tang army cannot take the city tonight, the destruction of Talas City is just around the corner.
The cruelty of war is also here, countless lives are sacrificed, and everyone swept up in it will become a victim.
In the center of the whirlpool of the war, Erwei Khan, one of the victims, lay in the dome-domed hall late at night, unable to fall asleep. He had worries in his heart and could not always be quiet. After tossing and turning, he had no choice but to sit up on the woolen felt blanket and wrap himself in it.
A white robe walked out of the palace door.
He just glanced up, and a shocked expression appeared on his face. Half of the sky in the west was dyed red, and flames were raging on the ground.
"Someone! Come quickly!"
Erwei Khan screamed!
The Khan's younger brothers Basi Yehu and Pibatutun heard the sound and rushed over. They were frightened when they saw the fire in the distance.
Erwei Khan pointed to the west with a trembling finger and shouted: "Where is that place? Is it a forage yard? Why is there a fire? Where is Gli Aijin! His forage yard was burned, what did he do for food!"
Basi Yehu quickly crossed his chest and saluted and said: "Kang, calm down, I will immediately mobilize the troops to go over and see who is causing trouble!"
Pibatutun also took the initiative to ask for help: "It must be that there are spies of the Tang army among the herdsmen. I will immediately send the supervising team to summon all the ministries to put out the fire. Those who can be saved will count as part of it!"
"What are you waiting for? Go quickly! This Khan's great cause has been destroyed in your hands!"
The entire city of Talas was in chaos. In order to save the forage that had been stored for many days, the troops sleeping in the houses in the city were all chased away like chickens by the supervising team, and they swarmed towards the forage field.
"Quickly put out the fire, quick!"
Basi Yehu stood dozens of feet away from the hayyard, and he could feel the rolling heat wave hitting his face. The sergeants were standing outside the fire circle with buckets of water. Even if they wanted to put out the fire, they were unable to get close due to the heat wave.
"Go! Damn you!"
Ye Hu anxiously waved his whip and whipped the soldiers around him. Several soldiers threw themselves a few feet away from the flames, threw buckets of water on the ground, and staggered back with their hair and eyebrows burned off.
Pibatutun came with his personal guards and supervision team, surrounded by countless people. He immediately ordered those who put out the fire to pour water on them, and asked them to rush in wearing wet sheep felt and carrying buckets.
Piba Tutun shouted like a curse: "Where are the herdsmen under Geli Tutun! Those herders! Those herding cattle! Those who cut grass! These bastards!"
Basi Yehu suddenly woke up: "Quick, someone is coming! Call Geli over here!"
Piba personally led the team to go there, vowing to cut open the intestines of this fat and lazy pig.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, Pi Ba hurried back and reported to Ye Hu: "Ge Li was killed! Along with dozens of his personal soldiers! Even the Kangju girl he secretly raised was not spared!"
"Who did this?" Basi Yehu lowered his head and muttered to himself, then suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "Hurry! East City Gate! Everyone, go to East City Gate!"
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There is no need to distinguish between soldiers and civilians of the nomadic people. Even if they are just men herding sheep, their quality in all aspects is better than that of farmers farming. The people in the Central Plains are said to have risen up in rebellion, and the herdsmen can just draw their bows when they raise an army. These herdsmen in Talas City were suddenly ridden by black surnames.
Before becoming a slave, Shi Zheng was a good herder and hunter.
They picked up the swords and guns of Tu Qi Shi Bing who had been killed by the Tang army and quickly joined the battle.
After Li Siye set a fire in the fodder yard, he led the herdsmen in three groups from the remote streets of Talas City to the east city gate. In the dark night, the blazing flames at the end of the sky, and the cavalry and troops in a chaotic mess
, have become their best shelter.
The Tuqishi soldiers on the top of the city saw the fire in the distance and heard the shouts of putting out the fire. Naturally, there were people to save the fire. They only had to do their duty of guarding the city post.
In the distance, dense footsteps sounded down the slope, and countless torches were approaching quickly. The soldiers were nervous and shouted loudly: "Where are you from? Why do you come to the East City Wall late at night!"
A voice of pure Turkic language shouted over: "We are the personal guards of Erwei Khan! Tang army spies have sneaked into the city. They are afraid that the enemy will come to destroy it, so they came to reinforce the city to prevent the enemy from having internal interference!"
The soldiers were still doubting the authenticity of these words. As they were approaching the front of the queue quickly, a short spear in the hand of a man flew towards the soldier and hit the soldier in the belly. The torch in his hand fell from the top of the city. Following the trajectory of the short spear, the soldiers were still doubting the authenticity of these words.
, hundreds of bows and crossbows gathered together to shoot arrows, shouts of killing in the darkness, groans and dull roars were mixed together, sparks flew out from the impact of swords and guns, and the severed flesh made a tearing sound.
The fighting on the southern wall of the city gate had already begun. With the faint light from the torches in the darkness, Duan Xiushi led everyone to shoot a round of crossbow arrows at close range, and then rushed to the top of the city. The herdsmen all picked up the weapons.
The spears that came from the crowd squeezed the Tuqishi people and jumped from the city to their death.
Duan Xiushi cut off the head of the last centurion with a horizontal sword, took out the quiver from the quiver at his waist, put it on the long bow and threw it towards the east, and a sharp whistle cut through the sky.
Tian Zhen stood on the pile of corpses at the top of the city opposite, took the hammer from Bai Xiaode's hand, drew the bow and fired, and a second sharp cry sounded.
Li Siye led thirty people towards the city gate, followed by hundreds of herdsmen carrying various weapons. The cavalry hundred guarding the city gate shot arrows randomly at the footsteps holding torches in front of them, hitting zero targets.
Luoluo fell to the ground, the bowstring of the crossbow banged, and the sudden rider fell down in the darkness.
"Put away the crossbow and draw the sword!"
The soldiers retracted their crossbows and drew out their horizontal knives from their waists. Li Siye took the lead in shouting and charged forward with the knives in both hands. The herdsmen in the back row used torches to shine light on them. After a dull sound of slashing, everyone
They rushed to the city gate and opened the door stop side by side.
The old iron-clad city gate made a dull friction sound. On unusual days, the opening and closing of the city gate indicated the occurrence of major historical events, and the sound was filled with many gloomy and heavy colors.
They held torches and walked through the long corridor towards the second city gate. Li Siye took out the hammer from his back and shouted: "Bring the bow!"
A sergeant stepped forward and handed the long bow into his hand. Li Siye put the arrow on the bowstring, pulled it like a full moon, raised his head and shot the sound toward the sky, like the scream of a wind chime vibrating in the air, which resounded throughout Talas.
Inside and outside the city.
Fu Mengzhao's red cloak rustled in the night wind. He pulled out the ring-headed sword from his waist, held it in his hand and said loudly: "The buzzer has sounded! Enter the city!"
Where he waved his blade, the torches lit up one after another, like sparks spreading throughout the entire phalanx, rushing towards the gate of Talos.
Li Siye led the crowd towards the city gate. The sound of fighting rang above his head. The sudden cavalry Shi Hei was already alert and began to compete with them for control of the city.
What matters now is time!
"kill!"
Li Siye took out an arrow from his quiver and shot into the dark city gate. The sudden cavalryman drew his bow and fought back. He was hit by an arrow on his right shoulder. He endured the pain, pulled out the arrow, and put it on his bow.
He reflected back. He immediately threw away the long bow and struck with the blade with both hands.
On the top of the city, Bai Xiaode, holding two spears in his left and right hands, rushed into the crowd of soldiers, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. The tip of his spear pierced the necks of the soldiers one after another. His body was covered with blood, but his spirit became more and more excited.
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Tian Zhen brandished his blade and charged at the enemy. He was covered in many spots, but his physical strength did not drop at all. Seeing the robes around him fall down one by one, he roared and rushed into the enemy group. He first killed the one holding the torch, and then took advantage of the opportunity.
The darkness wields the mad sword and sheds blood to its heart's content. Everyone except yourself is an enemy, so you just have to kill them with all your strength.
However, after everyone fell down, the two knives collided together. He could tell from the faint light on the blade that the other party used the same knife as him.
"Send your name! I am Tian Zhen!"
The man replied: "I am Yan Xiaosi!"
Li Siye avoided the thrusting spear in the darkness, and his cheek was cut by the spear tip. He held the handle of the knife in both hands and stabbed it, nailing the last gatekeeper warrior to the city gate with a horizontal knife.
He had many open wounds on his body. He endured the pain and pushed up the door stop with his shoulders. The herdsmen who rushed out after him ran under the door stop, bent their knees and lifted up together.
"one two three!"
"The city gate is open!"
Thousands of Tang troops poured into the city gate. They passed through the long corridor and swarmed towards the city head.