Chapter 372 The Sjue of Hezhou

"Hahaha..., okay, attack, the whole army is on!"

Seeing that the Sala tribe's soldiers had firmly stood firm on the top of the city, they were overjoyed when Hertzanden, who was pressing the battle in the rear, did not think about why the so-called ambush had not yet appeared. He laughed and waved his hand and ordered more than a thousand Tubo heavy infantry, who had been the governor's team after the battle, to put into the attack. In this fell swoop, he defeated the tenacious resistance of the Tang army.

"Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

Zhang Mingwu can't remember how many people he cut down under his knife. His arms were already sore and soft. His whole body creaked as if it would fall off at any time. Even so, he refused to give up easily. He still fought with all his strength in the chaotic army, roaring, like in hell. The general came out of the evil spirit, but as soon as the horn sounded by the Tubo army sounded, Zhang Mingwu's heart had completely sunk to the bottom of the valley. A feeling of despair surged up uncontrollably, and the arm waving the knife couldn't help but slow down. A head of the Sara clan who was fighting with him refused to let it go. When he took Zhang Mingwu's great opportunity, he roared and waved his knife with all his strength. In an instant, he had broken through Zhang Mingwu's interception, and the knife light had been cut less than a foot away from Zhang Mingwu's neck.

It's over! Under Zhang Mingwu's long battle, his reaction was dull. When his opponent's knife arrived, Zhang Mingwu didn't have time to react at all. He could only look at the rainbow-like knife killing, and the despair in the bottom of his heart was so strong in an instant.

"Be careful, adult!"

Just as Zhang Mingwu was waiting for death to come, a roar suddenly sounded behind him. Then a figure flashed out like a ghost. He raised his hand, and a three-foot Qingfeng sword had been slashed out, hitting the knife that hit Zhang Mingwu accurately, but listening to a crisp sound, Qingfeng The sword did not move, but the big knife that had been killed was shaken and flew upside down into the air.

"Shopkeeper Li?"

Zhang Mingwu escaped from death. He didn't care about his fear. He fixed his eyes and saw that it was Li Yaodong who saved his life. With surprise, he couldn't help calling out his voice.

"Lord Zhang, let's press down the thief first!"

Seeing that the battle situation was urgent, Li Yaodong did not dare to neglect. After hurriedly greeting, he roared and led more than 100 caravan guards who rushed to the top of the city and rushed into the chaos.

When it comes to tactical literacy, the caravan guards are not as good as Tang officers and soldiers. But when it comes to personal martial arts, these guards are all good at it. I dare not say that they are first-class masters, but there are definitely second-rate, not to mention the top figure among such a first-class master like Li Yaodong. As soon as the guard rushed to the head of the city, the original glued balance became a one-sided massacre in an instant. The Sala clan army, which had been exhausted, could not withstand such a fierce impact. After fighting for only a moment, they had been killed and lost their armor, and all rolled out of the city in chaos, which made the Gangzou troops rush under the city wall. Hertz was so angry that his nose was crooked.

"Uptown, come on, rush up, go!"

Herzzan is an old man who fights the war. He knows that if he retreats at this time, and if he wants to attack the city bravely, it will take at least two or three days to adjust. At that time, God knows whether the reinforcements of the Tang army will come. In case the plan to seize Hezhou goes bankrupt, how can the Kar Qinling be spared? He went and refused to retreat, and even didn't care about punishing the retreating Sala tribe soldiers. He roared and ordered the Tubo infantry who rushed to the city and immediately attacked.

"Huaper, speed up, lift it up!"

Herzzan under the city was busy dispatching troops, and Li Yaodong in the city was not idle. In addition to arranging caravan guards to disperse and cover all the key points, he hurried to the entrance of the corridor and shouted at a group of businessmen carrying dozens of large wooden boxes and the people in the city.

"Brother Li, these are..."

Zhang Mingwu was quite injured in the previous battle. At this time, he didn't care about dressing up. After hurriedly inspecting the city defense, he also rushed to the side of the corridor and looked at the big boxes carried up to the gate with a puzzled face.

"The thief is coming up, Lord Zhang, please direct the defense, and I will take charge of the following."

Although Li Yaodong did not turn around, as soon as he heard the sound of the ladder on the head of the city, he knew that the enemy was coming up again. He didn't have much to explain, and some of them answered politely.

"Well, that's it."

Li Yaodong's order was obviously suspected of being over the same. However, Zhang Mingwu did not dare to treat the British envoy with ordinary eyes. Without any hesitation, he simply agreed to Li Yaodong's proposal and did not talk any more nonsense. He rushed back to the wall with the few remaining guards and commanded a group of generals. Shi tried his best to resist the forced rush to the city.

The combat effectiveness of the Tubo heavy infantry is many times higher than that of the Salah tribe soldiers. In addition, they have always been hiding behind the battle, and their combat effectiveness has never been damaged. Compared with the Tang army under the long battle, it is obviously an advantage. Although the defenders on the head of the city braved the arrow rain of the Tubo cavalry and kept throwing the city. Wood Rolling Stone, but it can't stop the momentum of the Tubo army rushing to the city. If it hadn't been for the protection of more than a hundred martial arts caravan guards, I'm afraid that the city's defense would have been broken. Even so, in the face of the joint attack of the Tubo cavalry, the casualties of the Tang officers and soldiers were getting bigger and bigger, and gradually there were Some couldn't stand it. Fortunately, Li Yaodong was finally busy with the preparations at this time.

"Ignite!"

After all the business men holding pottery pots lined up in the city, Li Yaodong did not dare to neglect at all. He was full of his breath and roared loudly. Even if he saw dozens of businessmen lighting the fuse on the ceramic jar with the ignition rope in their hands. In a squeaking sound, the smoke instantly Then it scasionally rose.

"Pit!"

Li Yaodong counted three silently in his heart and did not dare to delay any longer. With a roar, he immediately saw dozens of business associates waving their arms and throwing the clay pot in his arms down the city.

"Boom..."

The Tubo army, who was rushing to the city, saw a large number of clay pots thrown on the top of the city, but no one had time to pay attention to them. Generally speaking, they just looked at these clay pots as rolling stones, but they didn't expect that these clay pots were not as simple as they seemed. They didn't wait for the Tubo soldiers to understand what was going on, but they saw some of those clay pots. The air exploded, and some only exploded when they fell. In a burst of explosion, countless ceramic pieces and built-in iron fragments flew around, sweeping the so-called Tubo officers and soldiers to the ground like cutting rice. The smoke was lingering, the broken limbs and arms flew around, and countless howls became a piece.

"Fite again!"

Li Yaodong stood at the back of the city wall. Although he could not see the tragic situation of the Tubo army, the results of his side were absolutely brilliant. A smile immediately appeared on his face, but he did not stop there, but shouted and issued the throwing order again, but saw that the business men who were ready were ready to throw again. The pottery pot came out. In an in an flash, there were bursts of explosions. The Panic Tubo army in the city was seriously damaged again. Finally, they couldn't stand it. They didn't pay attention to the death order of attacking the city. They all turned around, spread their legs, and fled back desperately. At this point, the fourth strong attack of the coalition army was defeated again. .

"Buncle, waste, bastard..."

Seeing that the attack that was supposed to be successful was fruitless again, Herzzan was completely furious and killed several deserters with a big knife, but he could not stop his own violent soldiers from fleeing. Even he himself could not stand on the ground. He was swept back to the starting place by the defeated soldiers and cursed angrily. Already, a pair of eyes are as red as rabbits. No one dares to look at it, afraid of becoming a scapegoat for Herzzan's anger, and even Ninggusi doesn't dare to come up.

"Ning Gu Sidu, what are you talking about? Say it!"

Ning Gusi wanted to hide, but how could Herzzan let him hide? He roared and rushed to Ning Gu Sidu. The knife was already on his neck. He didn't agree with him, so he wanted to cut off Ning Gu Sidu's head.

"The general is angry, the general is angry, and there is another way to break through this city!"

Ning Gusi himself couldn't figure out what went wrong with the internal response that had been arranged, but he did not dare to admit his mistake in front of the angry Herzzan. He turned his eyes and hurriedly shouted.

"Tay!"

Herzzan knows how serious the consequences of not being able to win the city of Panhan are. At this time, although he has hated Ning Gusi to the extreme, he can't wait to kill this tribal leader who is not enough to achieve success or fail. However, he can only suppress the anger in his heart and drink it as a dead horse as a living horse. A voice.

"General, listen to someone..."

When his life was important, Ning Gusi didn't dare to neglect it a little. He hurriedly pressed Hurzzan's ear and talked about it, which made Herzzan's face change with gloomy.

"Order: The whole army retreats one miles and camp!"

After standing in a daze for a moment, Herzzan finally showed a ferocious smile on his face, and did not explain much to the confused generals. He just drank and directly issued a military order.

"Huh..."

Zhang Mingwu, who was nervously alert at the top of the city, saw that the Tusa coalition retreated back, and his tense nerves immediately relaxed and grew a breath of atmosphere. Looking back, he wanted to say some morale-encouraging words, but as soon as he saw that there were less than 500 Tang officers and soldiers who could still stand up on the top of the city, his mind It hurt a lot, and my eyes turned red. I choked and couldn't speak. Only two lines of tears couldn't help coming out of the frame and surging wantonly...