Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 3157 Siege Battle
However, in such a charge initiated by tens of thousands of people, any timidity and retreat will not exist, because as long as you slow down a little, you will be engulfed by the rushing robes behind you, fall down, and then be trampled by countless feet into meat paste.

What's more, the "supervisor team" in full armor is behind the formation. If someone takes a step back, he will step forward and kill him.

So on the way to charge, you can only move forward, not retreat.

Even if the front is facing a crazy and brutal monster...

More than [-] Arab troops dispersed completely on the vast Gobi, with countless lieutenants and generals rushing to the front, rushing madly towards Suiye City in the night.

The moat outside the city was flowing quickly, and the Arab soldiers took sand on the spot, put them in sacks and threw them into the river one by one.However, the construction level of the Arabs is really low. Even ordinary things like sacks are limited in number. They just fill up a section of the moat less than ten feet away. Just submerge the sandbags, and the water surface crosses the road that has just been filled.

But that's enough.

Under the urging of the school lieutenant officer, the Arab soldiers resolutely rushed up the section of sandbags where the water covered their calves and the water flowed fast, and rushed down the city.

Countless soldiers rushed up the sandbag road less than ten meters away, causing many people to be squeezed into the water, and there was an endless stream of "plop plop plops" like dumplings.The soldiers who fell into the water struggled vigorously, and some of them were just struggling to float out of the water when they were knocked dizzy by the people falling from above, and then sank into the water again, drowning to death.

Yet such is the style of the Arab armies.

On the way to charge, they didn't even care about their own lives, so how could they care about Pao Ze's life?

The task of the first stage is naturally to break through the moat, reach under the city wall and launch a strong attack. As long as this goal is achieved, it doesn't matter how many soldiers die.

In Damascus, in Constantinople, even in the whole of Arabia, and in the whole of Taixi, the soldiers are like slaves.The only value of their existence is to win victory for their own monarch, and their lives are as low as livestock.

The wide moat was filled with the corpses of mad Arab soldiers.

The Anxi army on the city looked down at this scene, and couldn't help swallowing hard.They are used to fighting, and have fought countless battles with various tribes in the Western Regions. They have seen even the brave Hu people, but they have never seen them so brave and fearless as the Arab army.

Soon, the crazy Arab army crossed the moat and rushed to the bottom of the city. Ladders were erected one by one and placed on the city wall. The soldiers put swords, arrows and blades in their mouths, rolled up their sleeves and climbed up .

The ladders of the Arabs are very simple, far from being comparable to the ordnance of the Tang Dynasty, but the only advantage is the large number.

There are more ladders and more soldiers.

Countless Arab soldiers braved the rain of arrows and rocks, climbing towards the top of the city with red eyes.Pao Ze in front of him was shot by arrows and stones, and fell to the ground screaming, but the soldiers behind him didn't care, and kept climbing crazily.

This is the storm tactics of the Arab army. The lives of soldiers are worthless in the eyes of the general. As long as they can win the final victory, they never care how many people die.

There are slaves like ants and porpoise dogs everywhere, and if they are caught and trained for a while, they will be qualified soldiers, so what's the problem no matter how many die?

Not to mention dying for the empire, their souls will fly to heaven to be with the Prophet.

That is unparalleled glory and happiness...

*****
In a mountain depression in the northwest of Suiye City, hundreds of cavalry were stationed here. The horses were all wearing bits, and their hooves were wrapped in rags, quietly blending into the night.

Yuan Wei stood on the side of the war horse, holding the rein in his hand, looking up at the direction of Suiye City in the southeast.

Just after midnight, bursts of thunderous shouts came over the hill, which shocked the hearts of the Anxi army soldiers in the valley.

After a while, the scouts who were looking out from the top of the hill rushed towards Yuan Wei and reported: "Lieutenant, the enemy has already begun to attack the city!"

Yuan Wei's heart skipped a beat, he gripped the reins tightly, stepped on the stirrup with one foot and jumped onto the horse's back.

Hundreds of cavalry behind him were watching him, and when they saw him get on their horses, they all jumped on the horses without saying a word, and checked their equipment.

Yuan Wei looked around the crowd, he couldn't see every face clearly in the dark night, but he could feel the excitement in each chest.

He lowered his voice and ordered: "The enemy army has already begun to attack the city. We have a heavy responsibility. Even before we are buried in the enemy's line, we must complete the tasks assigned by Sima! Everyone, follow me. If you accidentally sacrifice your life for the country, the brothers who survived Since I will personally send the compensation money and food to the parents, wives and children of the dead, I will report your names to the Ministry of War, and ask for credit for the dead! If you break this oath, you will be punished and die!"

Hundreds of people were silent, but every pair of eyes burst out with the belief that they must die!
Yuan Wei nodded slightly, clamped his horse's belly, and said, "Let's go!"

Be the first to ride your horse forward.

Followed by hundreds of cavalry, they quietly drove out of the mountain depression, rushed out of the hidden mountain pass, and rushed towards the south.

The long wind is fierce and murderous.

Yes, they are a death squad!It is responsible for the task of burning down the few supplies of the enemy.

And Yuan Wei took the initiative to invite Ying.

Above the Gobi, Yuan Wei gritted his teeth and leaned on the horse's back, feeling the pleasure of the evening wind passing by his ears.Changsun Jun died at his hands by accident. He didn't dare to take any chances, thinking that Changsun Yan would let him, the only survivor.

Even if he doesn't die, it's a land of Guanlong. Without the protection of the eldest grandson's family, how can there be any future?

So this time he risked everything.

Either die on the battlefield, fight for the reputation of dying for the country, shrouded in horse leather, and give the parents, wife and children the last glory and shadow.Either he succeeds in the first battle, becomes Xue Rengui's confidant, gets his reuse, and smoothly enters the Eastern Palace.

Other than that, there is no other way.

In the northeast direction, the flames on Broken Leaf City soared into the sky, as bright as day.

*****
To the west of Suiye City, Suiye Water rushes through, and after years of rinsing, the Gobi sand and stones are forcefully washed out of a river bed that is lower than the surrounding flat land.

At this moment, under the starlight, the originally rushing river was much lower and shallower, exposing a large area of ​​gravel riverbed, and the pebbles were round and graceful under the starlight.

Not far away, the west city wall of Suiye City was under violent attack.

Under the leadership of Changsun Han, Khorasang bypassed most of Suiye City and arrived here. After the whole army attacked the city, he rushed out from the darkness and stormed the city wall where the "foundation collapsed and the wall was cracked". .In order to enhance the effect, even the few siege and crash vehicles in the army were brought over.

Khorasang stood on the horse, armed with armor all over his body, with the visor of the helmet down, only two eyes were left reflecting the bonfire at the top of the city in the dark night, emitting a faint light.

In front of his eyes, the most elite Arab army "Sword of Allah" just like those lowly soldiers braved the rain of arrows, pushing and crashing into the city wall non-stop.

Arrows and rocks poured down from the top of the city.

Arrows are okay. As the most elite combat force in the Arab world, most of the soldiers of the "Sword of Allah" are well-armed, which can offset most of the damage caused by arrows. limited.

But the sharp stone cannot be resisted by armor.

A boulder fell from the top of the city, and the huge inertia often caused three or five soldiers to be smashed into blood and blood, and died on the spot.

Horasan frowned, holding the handle of the knife firmly in his big, muscular hands.

Seeing the brave soldiers under his command being smashed into a pile of flesh one by one by the rocks falling from the sky, his heart ached like a drop of blood.

These are all Arab brave and fearless fighters, each one counts as ten. They should die on the road of charge, instead of dying humblely under the enemy's stone bombardment like lowly slaves.

Within dozens of miles around Suiye City is the Gobi Desert, only Suiye Water rushes through.The nearest mountain is tens of miles away. To collect so many rocks requires a lot of manpower, material resources and the world.Obviously, the Anxi army is fully prepared to defend Suiye City.

What puzzled him in particular was that more than a thousand people had died on his side, and more than ten vehicles had been damaged in the collision, but this section of the city wall with "the foundation collapsed and the wall cracked" was still safe and sound, as stable as a rock.

Coupled with the frenzied supply of the defenders at the top of the city, the arrows were like rain and the stones were like thunder, and they never stopped for a moment, which made him faintly have a bad premonition.

A thought surged up in my heart uncontrollably—could it be a trick?
(End of this chapter)