Chapter 1139 Steady

  Shule City is not considered a strong city, and Anxi also lacks a strong city. After the establishment of the Anxi Protectorate in the Tang Dynasty, Shule City was never expanded or rebuilt because of fear that the traitors would use the strong city to defend it.

   Shule City, which is not considered tall, was originally gray-yellow, but the original color can no longer be seen at this moment.

  The walls of the entire Shule City are covered with people, densely packed like ants.

  At the top of the city, Tang Jun's spears stabbed intensively, and every moment someone fell down screaming.

  From the beginning of the war, the two sides have never stopped casualties.

   "Tang Jun is tenacious."

  Lu Dongzan's words made the generals roar wildly.

  The pressure on the defenders at the head of the city suddenly increased.

  Wang Chunyang carried a horizontal knife and slashed from the east to the west of the city, cheering up his subordinates all the way.

   "Captain, use gunpowder!"

  Only half a day later, the top of the wall began to be breached, and Han Zong came to ask for help.

  He was stabbed in the face, and the wound was rolled up on both sides, looking **** and bloody, which was particularly hideous.

  Wang Chunyang scolded: "Your mother! There are 300,000 troops outside, you **** use gunpowder now, and then wait to die? Damn, those who are greedy for life and afraid of death, get out!"

  Han Zong's face turned red immediately, and the blood flow from the wound on his cheek accelerated and dripped down.

   "Captain, are you humiliating me?"

  Wang Chunyang stared at him, "So what if Yeye humiliated you? Go, do it for Yeye, let Yeye see your bravery."

  Han Zong was furious, "Yeah, I'll show you!"

"roll!"

  Wang Chunyang was panting, and there was an exclamation from behind, "The enemy army has entered the city."

  Han Zong rushed over, and the horse spear in his hand stabbed continuously.

  The Tubo people who rushed to the top of the city fell down one after another.

  He just stood guard at the top of the city, and wherever the enemy army rushed up, he would go there to reinforce.

  Wang Chunyang needed to wander around, so he shouted: "Yeah, I'm gone, if you lose this place, I'll kill you!"

  Han Zong gritted his teeth and cursed: "Yeah, wait for you!"

  The Tibetans are getting more and more crazy.

  They jumped up and slashed regardless of life and death, one by one was counted as one, and then they fell down with a smile on their mouths.

"crazy!"

   This is the first time that Han Zong has fought against the Tubo people, and the same is true for his subordinates.

  The people from the Western Regions, the Turks, and the Tibetans they dealt with in the past cannot be compared.

   "This is a strong army!"

   Someone shouted.

  This is not a fear, but a warning.

  The offensive and defensive battle came in the afternoon, and as the sun set, the Tibetans began to evacuate in this wave of attack. Han Zong glanced down the city and saw that the second wave of attacks was already on the way, so he shouted, "Come here."

  He organized a team of fifty people and asked everyone to wear armor.

   "Don't be afraid of being tired, it's better to be tired than dead!"

  At the top of the city, civilian husbands rushed up, carried the wounded down on stretchers, and carried the dead down in teams of two...

  More people threw the corpses of the enemy soldiers over the top of the city.

  At the same time, various materials were also brought up.

   No gunpowder!

   "I call your mother!"

  Han Zong scolded: "What time is it, you are so **** reluctant to use it!"

  The enemy's attack is too fierce, and the defenders are under great pressure. From the beginning to the present, that is, at this moment, I have a moment of free time, and the rest of the time has been fighting.

   He sat down cursing, with fifty people behind him.

   "Eat something."

   "The enemy army is coming..."

  The observing sergeant issued a warning.

   "Say Nima!"

  Han Zongcai ate a corner of the cake, quickly poured water, and cursed: "Yeah, you can be considered full of water, and you won't be starved to death when you look back."

"Prepare…"

  He led fifty men into formation, "Go down to two hundred men, holding crossbows, waiting for my military order."

  Two hundred sergeants went down to the top of the city with crossbows, and squatted below waiting for orders.

   "Shield!"

  Arrows flew up from the city.

  Han Zong stared at the top of the city, using his five senses to perceive everything.

   Squeak!

   This is the sound of someone stepping heavily on the ladder.

   Squeak!

   Squeak!

   Someone is climbing, very fast.

   Whoosh!

   Whoosh!

   Whoosh!

   This is the sound of breathing.

   It can be seen that the enemy army is also exhausted.

   But they still launched an attack in this state.

   Sure enough, it is a strong army!

   But yeah yeah stronger!

  The wound on his face hurt unbearably, Han Zong tried his best to resist the urge to howl, and said, "Hold on..."

   Someone said: "Captain, why are you waiting?"

  Han Zong's cheeks were twitching with pain, "Didn't you notice? The enemy's attacks came one after another. They just wanted us to fight continuously. They wanted to exhaust us..."

Someone said: "Yes! When the enemy attacked, they didn't swarm up, but wave after wave. We just repelled one wave, and before we rested, the second wave came up again... Yea, our hands are soft now. Damn, that's how it is!"

   The swarm-like attack rhythm seems to be fierce, but once the momentum is suppressed, it will be difficult to continue.

  And this wave of attack rhythm is very different.

   A wave of attack, a wave of waiting.

   One wave retreats, another wave connects.

   Don't worry about chaos after being repelled, because the second wave is waiting and can respond at any time.

   There is no need to worry that the enemy will get a respite.

  Tubo is really good!

  Everyone was shocked.

   "Come up!"

  A Tubo man rushed up.

  Han Zong shouted.

   "Hold on!"

  Han Zong shouted.

   Seeing that Tang Jun did not rush forward, the enemy was stunned.

   One by one, the Tibetans rushed up.

   "Captain!"

  Someone is trembling!

   said Nima!

   What are you doing?

   Han Zong is going crazy!

  The pain in his cheek made him want to go to heaven!

   There was a crazy light in his eyes, "Hold on!"

  Someone on the other side shouted: "Captain, Colonel Han has sent the enemy troops to the top of the wall."

  Wang Chunyang glanced back, and vaguely saw Han Zong leading a group of people in formation, motionless like a stone.

   "Han Zong, call your mother!"

  Wang Chunyang didn't know what Han Zong was doing, and shouted: "Come on, follow the old man to reinforce!"

  There are more and more enemy troops coming up from the top of the city over there.

   "Captain!"

   There are more than three hundred people!

  Yeah, it's an adventure!

  Han Zong's breathing gradually calmed down.

  The enemy army was overjoyed, but they didn't know Tang Jun's intentions, so they kept gathering, preparing to accumulate more powerful forces before launching an attack.

   "Is Tang Jun stupid?"

  Before more than ten people rushed to kill, after being strangled by Tang Jun, everyone thought that Tang Jun would follow the trend, but they still stood there.

  Mostly stupid.

   Some people couldn't help raising their hands and cheering.

   "The city is broken!"

   "The city is broken!"

  The cheers spread all the way to the Chinese army where Lu Dongzan was.

  He smiled and said: "You guys are good, the defenders are worse than I expected. If so, the army will be able to sweep Anxi in two months, and then attack Shazhou."

   "Then we can attack Tuyuhun again. With the assistance of the land of Anxi, this is a two-sided attack."

   This is an unprecedented strategic situation.

  In history, Tuyuhun was lost, Xue Rengui led an army to attack, and was defeated by Qinling. Li Jingxuan attacked later and was defeated by Qinling again.

  Tuyuhun couldn't come back at all.

  The Tang army was beaten down by the Tubo people.

   Then Tubo aggressively attacked Anxi, which was Lu Dongzan's strategic conception.

   Take Tuyuhun and threaten Longyou Dao. Then take the land of Anxi and complete the task of blocking Datang in the Guanzhong area.

   In this way, Datang has become a country with no exports.

   Then Tubo can attack the Western Regions, continuously move the soldiers and civilians down, and build another Tubo in the Western Regions.

  From then on, Tubo can continue to attack Datang from two directions: Tuyuhun and Anxi. Once the opening is opened, the army can go straight to Chang'an in an instant, and destroy this Tang Dynasty that makes Tubo fearful.

  But the follow-up strategic conception was shattered in Tuyuhun.

   Once the 100,000 army was defeated, Lu Dongzan reflected on his own conception, thinking that because Tuyuhun was close to Datang, it was convenient for Datang to mobilize troops... So he quickly shifted his strategic direction and aimed at Anxi.

   After defeating Anxi, you can attack Tuyuhun again. This attack is different from the past, with Anxi's pincer attack, Datang will be in a dilemma.

   This is to reverse his strategic vision back then.

  But as long as the goal can be achieved, let alone the other way around, he is fine even if it is the other way around.

  At the head of the city, the enemy army is in the process of crazy climbing reinforcements.

   "Captain, almost four hundred."

   "Hold on!"

  Han Zong felt that he was crazy!

   But he must be crazy!

   "Enemy Archers!"

  The enemy's archers are coming up.

  Han Zong sighed regretfully.

   "Crossbowmen..."

  The Tubo people, who were wondering why Tang Jun became stupid, were shocked to find rows of Tang Jun crossbowmen rushing up from below.

   "Shoot the arrow!"

   Crossbow arrows shot over in waves, and the enemy troops at the top of the city fell down row by row.

   "Kill the past!"

  The people behind shouted frantically.

  If it were the Turkic people, they had already begun to be defeated at this moment, and they fled to the top of the city regardless.

   This is the Tubo people.

   "Shoot the arrow!"

  The crossbowmen who took turns firing used waves of crossbow arrows to reap the battle exploits wantonly.

  The Tubo people who were desperately shocked fell to the top of the wall, and the ones behind did not retreat, but rushed towards Han Zong and others.

  Damn it!

   What a risk!

  If one of the Tubo people took the lead in charging, Han Zong's plan would be greatly compromised. The killing will be much less, and the casualties of one's own side will be more.

   "Array! Kill!"

  The spear array of fifty people stepped forward, harvesting the lives of the enemy in numbers.

   "Shoot the arrow!"

   The rested soldiers calmly wiped out the enemy army on the top of the city.

   "The dog said!"

  Wang Chunyang saw the changes here, and went back to direct the defense cursing.

   "President, the city has been defeated."

  Lu Dongzan's eyesight is not very good, he squinted and asked, "Why?"

   "I don't know yet."

  Someone went to ask.

   "The enemy army was lined up with fifty men, and our army continued to reinforce immediately, but the enemy army hid their crossbowmen, and they suddenly exploded, our army was caught off guard."

"interesting."

  Such small scenes could not move Lu Dongzan, he said calmly: "It's getting dark, teach Tang Jun a profound lesson."

   Rows of archers rushed up.

   "Shield!"

   But Han Zong is a cunning one, and he made preparations early.

   "Arrow Defense!"

  Arrow rain covered the top of the city, and screams came from time to time.

   "The enemy army is coming up."

  The enemy attacked the city.

"kill!"

  Enemy forces are endless and endless.

   "Captain!"

  A sergeant was surrounded and killed, crying out in despair.

   "Hold on!"

  Han Zong's horse stabbed quickly, and one by one the Tubo people fell on the way of his impact.

  The surrounded sergeant only felt the pressure relax, and then a Tibetan fell in front of him, with blood gushing from his chest.

"Walk!"

  Han Zong turned around, and a spear pierced his thigh like lightning.

"ah!"

  Han Zong glared angrily, and swiped the horse spear in his hand. The face of the sneak attacking Tubo man was swept flat, and he was hacked to death by the sergeant immediately.

   "Day your mother!"

  Han Zong pulled out his spear and rushed forward limping. Ma Qian was still as fast as lightning, and kept stabbing the Tubo people who rushed to the top of the wall to death.

   "The enemy has retreated."

  The enemy army retreated like a tide, and someone from the defenders looked down and shouted: "Don't probe, there are archers!"

  Rows of archers stretch their bows and set their arrows.

   "Arrow Defense!"

  Wang Chunyang scolded: "Lu Dongzan, the dog said, this is a cunning fight."

  The ferocity and cunning of the enemy army exceeded many people's expectations. This wave of arrow rain brought dozens of losses to the Tang army, which made Wang Chunyang heartbroken.

   "Bitch dog slave!"

  He looked up and saw that groups of enemy cavalry had appeared behind the archers. This was the defensive army taking advantage of the situation to attack.

  The brigade of infantry has completed the entire team, and is retreating in the direction of the camp in an orderly manner, without any disorder, as if nothing in the world can stop their calmness.

   "Damn! What a strong army!"

  Wang Chunyang had heard about the bravery of the Tubo people from his colleagues before, and now he has seen it.

   "Where is Han Zong?"

  Wang Chunyang scolded: "You **** slave, you actually took risks today!"

   "Go and see!"

  The city is full of scars, and the peasants have already come up, leaving the corpses of the enemy, gathering the corpses of our own, and carrying the wounded away...

   "Brothers, can you still hold on?"

  Wang Chunyang asked loudly.

  The exhausted soldiers raised their heads one by one.

  His eyes are full of boldness.

"able!"

  Even the wounded who were carried by the civilian husbands to treat them raised their heads and shouted.

"able!"

   "Damn it!" Wang Chunyang found that he had no words to describe his mood at the moment except swearing.

   "Where is Han Zong?"

  He searched all the way.

  Han Zong is lying on the wall.

  A doctor sat cross-legged beside him, as if praying.

"This is…"

  Wang Chunyang was shocked.

   "Old Han!"

  Although Han Zong is his subordinate, the two have guarded Shule for many years, and they are more old friends.

   "Yeah it's not dead."

  Han Zong reluctantly raised his head. At this moment, his trousers were gone, and he was wearing obscene trousers. The doctor put the boiled cloth ball into the small jar, and when it came out, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

   "Captain, bite this!"

  The doctor thoughtfully gave a ball of cloth.

"Need not!"

  Han Zong stubbornly refused.

   "Captain, hold on!"

  The doctor pressed down the cloth soaked in alcohol.

"Um…"

  Han Zong raised his head suddenly, his face was frighteningly red, the veins on his neck and face were protruding, and his eyeballs seemed to be falling out.

   "The captain is amazing!"

  The doctor praised, and then called for someone to come.

   "The tip of the gun is afraid that there will be impurities, which will pull the wound open."

   It was a sergeant who did it, and when he opened the wound, Han Zong felt that he was dead.

  The doctor squeezed the cloth ball, the alcohol was squeezed out and flowed into the wound in threads.

   "Aww!"

  Han Zong suppressed his throat and roared.

   "The captain is amazing!"

  The doctor admired sincerely, and then treated the wound.

   "Captain, you are going to rest now."

   "Take a break!"

  Han Zong was pale, asked someone to help him up, looked at the retreating Tubo army in the distance, and cursed: "Come tomorrow."

   Then there is a rest.

   "Get something delicious."

  Han Zong was very hungry.

   "Captain, just some mutton and dry biscuits."

   "Where's the soup?"

   "Soup for the wounded."

   "That's all."

  Han Zong felt extremely thirsty at the moment, and drank a large bowl of water and still could not quench his thirst. "Do you remember that there are mushrooms in the corner? There are quite a few. Go get them and cook them with mutton."

  The sergeant serving him was stunned, "Captain, I wonder if I can eat it!"

  Han Zong scolded: "Why can't you eat it? Damn, last time someone invited Yeye to eat mushrooms in Chang'an, the fresh Yeye will never forget it for the rest of my life."

  The sergeant didn't understand either, so he went to collect those mushrooms and boiled them with the mutton for a quarter of an hour.

"beautiful!"

   "Fresh!"

   After a meal of stewed mutton with mushrooms, Han Zong was satisfied.

   "Captain, the governor is here."

  The sergeant called him after a while.

   "Your mother, why are there so many villains?"

  Han Zong in the room was yelling and cursing.

  Wang Chunyang pushed the door impatiently and came in.

  Han Zong sat on the couch, staring straight at the desk in front of him, waving his hands as if there was something on the desk.

   "Old Han!"

  Han Zong raised his head, "Why is your head so big, Captain? You can see that there are many villains here, dancing on the table."

  Wang Chunyang: "..."

  Red umbrellas, yellow poles, lying on the board after eating...

  …

   On the second day, Han Zong, who was judged crazy by Wang Chunyang, felt that he had recovered.

   "The Tibetans must have poisoned the gun!"

  Han Zong went to the wall cursing.

  He then took a deep breath.

   Boundless people.

   "Breaking the city today!"

  The general swears with a knife.

  Lu Dongzan nodded slightly.

   "The ranger must keep searching. If there is no enemy army a hundred miles away, the army will attack immediately."

  In his plan, the city should be destroyed today. So he ordered, "Tell the whole army that you will be rewarded after breaking the city." Immediately, the morale of the whole army was greatly boosted.

   "It is very important to win the first battle." Lu Dongzan looked at the east.

  The siege has begun.

   "Captain!"

  Han Zong limped and cursed: "Shouting soul!"

  He led people around to mend the leak, and the shouts echoed across the city.

   "Hold on!"

  Hearing this sound of steadying, everyone felt at ease, even if the enemy broke through and came up.

  The enemy did not expect Han Zong to abandon his own tactics, and was caught off guard by being killed for a while.

   "Squat."

   Then Han Zong did the opposite, giving the follow-up enemy a counterattack.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Han Zong became a thorn in the side of the Tibetans.

  The city where he was located was continuously covered by dense arrows.

  Han Zong was hit by more than ten arrows, but was not seriously injured because of Jiayi.

  He hangs arrows and fights everywhere.

  Wherever he went, the enemy was terrified.

   "Old Wang!"

  The enemy army is getting more and more crazy.

  The most terrifying thing is that they are constantly attacking, making the defenders feel deep despair.

   On the second day, Shule City still stood in front of the army.

  The voice at the top of the city was cursing.

   "Bitch slave, come and drink Yeye's piss!"

  A waterline shot down like this.

  There was a burst of wild laughter at the head of the city.

  Lu Dongzan looked as usual, "After the city is broken, this person's head will be used as a sacrifice to the flag."

   Immediately, this city became the main attack direction of the Tubo people.

   "Hold on!"

   Here comes the gunpowder pack.

"Throw!"

   Boom boom boom boom!

  Among the dense explosions, the city suffered heavy casualties.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Lu Dongzan narrowed his eyes, "This is the gunpowder of the Tang army. Tell the soldiers, whoever climbs first... will be rewarded!"

  The enemy army is not afraid of death and is attacking.

  They were impacting amidst the constant explosions.

   "Hold on!"

  Han Zong's roar is still stable.

  …

   "Gunpowder!"

   On the fifth day, Han Zong's voice became hoarse.

"not here."

   Someone said.

   "Tell the governor, hurry up!"

  Han Zong is waiting.

  He led people to fight continuously, and his legs became more and more lame.

   "Hold on!"

  His roar is the biggest stabilizer in Shule City.

  …

  The sixth day.

   "Wang Chunyang, my mother, where is the gunpowder?"

  Han Zong was sitting in a pool of blood at the top of the city, one eye had been poked blind.

   "The enemy army is coming."

  Han Zong stood up with the support of a horse, turned around, and staggered forward.

   "Hold on!"

  His shout still echoed in the city.

   "Captain!"

  The right side was broken through. This was a group of brave Tubo people. They rushed over with an impact, and then the follow-up enemy troops continued to rush to the top of the city.

   "Hold on!"

  Han Zong used a horse lance as a crutch, dragging one leg over.

  Wang Chunyang saw this scene and shouted: "Old Han, hold on..."

"kill!"

  Han Zong's horse is like a dragon, stabbing out continuously.

  The enemy troops fell one after another.

   Ahead is the battlement crenel, and the only two remaining enemy troops look panic-stricken.

   "Hold on!"

  Han Zong relaxed.

   Two enemy soldiers squatted down suddenly.

  A wave of arrow rain flew up.

  Han Zong instantly turned into a hedgehog.

  Two enemy soldiers rushed over with screams, two spears pierced into Han Zong's body, and he picked it up...

  Han Zong was picked up in the air.

   "Old Han!"

  Wang Chunyang's eyes were about to burst, and he brought people here frantically.

   Putting down the spear, Han Zong's closed eyes suddenly opened.

   Ma Qian just swept away like this, and the two enemy soldiers fell down with a muffled grunt.

  He staggered forward, just about to fall, when two spears pressed against the battlements, supporting him.

  He turned around and glanced at Wang Chunyang, who was rushing towards him, and felt something in his body was passing rapidly.

   He opened his mouth.

   Shouting hard.

   "Hold on!"

  …

   Ask for a monthly pass.

  (end of this chapter)