Guiyi Fei Tang

Chapter 23: Bloody Battle in East City

"Kill Hannu!"

"Break all their teeth!"

In Zhangye East City, Dazalubu never expected that the first place that needed his support would be the East City with the least number of attackers.

At this moment, he was standing behind more than a hundred armored soldiers, his face looking ugly and gloomy.

"Mangbu is a loser. He can't even take down four hundred people!"

"Jie'er, I can take them down in just a quarter of an hour!"

A young man standing next to Dazalubu asked for credit, but Dazalubu shook his head and said while looking outside the city:

"The Han slaves from the North City, East City, and South City are all heading this way. You can't take them down in a quarter of an hour."

"Withdraw the troops at the city gate and close it tightly. Also, transfer half of the soldiers from the other three cities to come here."

"Eat up these Han slaves on the city wall and let that slave Zhang Yichao know that it's not that easy to take Zhangye!"

"Yes!!"

When Dazalubu's military order was issued, the officer beside him followed the order and began to mobilize the troops.

For a moment, more than 200 Shazhou soldiers on the city wall were squeezed and the space gradually shrank.

Zhang Huairong led his troops to the eastern front. At this moment, Liu Jilian and the soldiers of the 12th Regiment who were originally stationed on the eastern front were trying their best to resist the advance of the foreign soldiers.

Under the command of Zhang Huairong, more than seventy Shazhou soldiers took turns attacking, and the foreign soldiers also benefited from Dazalubu's command and were able to stabilize their position.

The Eastern Front was in a stalemate, which made Dazarub unable to sit still.

As he watched, more than a hundred people led by Zhang Huaishen were approaching the gate tower of the East City.

Once they were allowed to get close to the city wall and wait for Zhang Yichao to lead his troops to arrive, Zhangye City would probably really fall.

"Urge the rest of the troops to come to East City immediately!"

"Yes!"

Xiaojie nodded in agreement, then ordered his attendants to urge them again.

"Pig and dog slaves!"

"Dog Hannu!!"

"Kill them!"

On the top of the city wall, short weapons collided with each other, creating countless sparks. The soldiers of Shazhou and the Tubo troops were intertwined to form a cruel picture of war.

Blood accumulated on the rammed earth path, and every sound of metal clashing between the two sides' horses was accompanied by the echo of the soldiers' angry roars.

In the team, Liu Jilong, who had rushed to the front line for who knows how many times, showed extraordinary strength on this narrow horse trail with his strong body and tenacious will.

He rushed towards Dazarub's personal guards several times, but retreated each time due to exhaustion. He killed several foreign soldiers each time, but his injuries continued to worsen.

"Boss, take a break!"

"We've done enough!"

Seeing that Liu Jilong was about to go up again, Ma Cheng and Geng Ming tried to help Liu Jilong sit down and rest, but Liu Jilong stood there stubbornly.

Looking at his own soldiers who were advancing continuously, even though the knuckles of his hands were cracked and trembling, his attention was not on his own injuries.

With his face covered in blood, he glanced in front of him. Unknowingly, only Ma Cheng and Geng Ming were left in the third group of brothers in front of him.

The faces of Zhao Qian, Jiao Da, Mao Zhong and others were no longer there, which made Liu Jilong feel a little sad.

Looking back at the corpses of his brothers around him, all material desires became inferior at this moment.

His only wish was to capture Zhangye and end the war.

Therefore, even though his hands were shaking and his knuckles were painful, he still held the weapon tightly in his hand.

"You guys take good care of your injuries. I'll be in front of you, and you'll be fine..."

Liu Jilong looked at the two of them, his voice tinged with determination.

"Boss, we also..."

Geng Ming and Ma Cheng stood up with the help of the wall when they heard this, but before they could say anything, a familiar voice appeared behind them.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill these pigs and dogs!"

A familiar voice sounded, and the three of them turned around to look.

At the gap in the women's wall, Zhang Chang, with a cloth wrapped around his face, had returned to the battlefield, staring in the direction of the foreign soldiers with red eyes.

"Li Ji, what are you doing for dinner!"

Ma Cheng looked at Zhang Chang who was injured and went into battle, and couldn't help but question Li Ji who took Zhang Chang away.

"This guy insisted on coming, and I couldn't stop him."

As Li Ji spoke, he picked up a blunt weapon from the ground. Liu Jilong also took a deep breath and said, "We are the only ones left in the third group. I said I would bring ..."

"Kill these pigs and dogs. I've been a slave all my life anyway. I'll make a profit by killing them before I die!"

Zhang Chang interrupted Liu Jilong's words. Ma Cheng, Geng Ming and others also showed bitter smiles on their faces, but their eyes became determined.

Yes, all the Han people on the city wall have been slaves of the Tibetan nobles for their entire lives.

After experiencing such a terrible life, what does death mean to me?

Killing some foreign dogs before dying can be considered as doing justice to myself who once served under the whip of the Tibetan nobles... Liu Jilian took a deep breath, said nothing, turned around silently, faced the group of foreign soldiers, and put the helmet back on his head.

"Let's go, charge again!"

"Kill them!"

"Damn it, let's fight!"

As soon as Liu Jilong opened his mouth, he won Zhang Chang's agreement. Upon hearing this, Ma Cheng gritted his teeth and picked up the blunt weapon on the ground while cursing.

Not only them, many soldiers from the 12th and 13th Regiments who were retired after being injured also picked up their weapons when they saw the posture of the third group.

"kill!!"

Amid shouts and cries of killing, they rushed towards the foreign soldiers and supported their brothers fighting in the front.

Liu Jilong, who was over six feet tall, rushed to the front of the formation and swept through the group of foreign soldiers with the spear in his hand.

With the sound of breaking gun barrels, several foreign soldiers were swept off the road and fell into the city.

“Good man!!”

Seeing Liu Jilian so ferocious, his team cheered generously and their morale boosted.

In comparison, the foreign soldiers were terrified, and even Dazalubu, who was in charge of the rear, couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"Who is that man?"

He asked the young man beside him. After hearing what he said, the young man looked carefully and finally said uncertainly: "Looking at the belt, it should be just the position of the head of ten households."

"Ten heads of households?!" Dazalubu was stunned and shook his head, "Such warriors cannot be used by our Great Tubo!"

As he spoke, he took the longbow and arrow from the soldier beside him.

Under Xiaojie'er's gaze, he drew his bow and arrow, aiming at Liu Jilong who was fighting in front of the battle.

"Bam—"

"Boss!!"

"I'm fine!"

In a flash, the arrow flew over a distance of fifty steps and hit Liu Jilong straight in the chest.

The dull force made Liu Jilong lose his balance and he took half a step back before he could steady himself.

He looked down at his chest. The arrow had pierced his mail, but he felt no pain. It was probably because the arrow was stuck in the chain mail.

Then he looked up and immediately saw Dazalubu shooting an arrow at the horse.

He didn't know who Dazalubu was, but judging from the decorations on his armor, he was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Give me a bow and arrow!"

Liu Jilong stepped back among the crowd and communicated with Ma Cheng beside him.

Seeing this, Ma Cheng picked up a blood-stained longbow from the ground and handed the arrow to Liu Jilong.

After Liu Jilong took it, he found that Dazalubu was preparing to shoot the second arrow, so he drew his bow and released the arrow in one breath.

"Bam—"

“Jie’er!!”

The arrow shot by Liu Jilong was so powerful that it directly pierced through the wooden watchtower on the wall of the battlement.

It was a pity that the longbow he used was not a very good one, and it had not been run-in, so it was several inches off.

Even so, the arrow was extremely powerful. Even though it did not hit Dazarub, it still made Xiaojie exclaim.

Dazalubu had just reacted when he saw Liu Jilong continuing to draw his bow and arrow, so he quickly squatted behind the women's wall.

"Boom bang bang-"

Arrows were shot out in succession, forming a Chinese character "品" on the parapet where Dazalubu was leaning, and sand and soil flew everywhere.

After this encounter, Dazalubu dared not show up again, while Liu Jilong also took a bow and arrow, relying on his height to attack the foreign soldiers.

Liu Jilong's gaze was like a sharp arrow, piercing through the clouds and smoke, closely locking onto every movement on the battlefield.

He aimed every arrow at the foreign soldier's face, and often one arrow could take the life of a foreign soldier.

Under his arrows, the foreign soldiers fell one after another. Some of them fought back with bows and arrows, but most of them were killed by Liu Jilong's reflexes.

The Tibetan troops, who had been proud of their large numbers, now found themselves fatally constrained in this narrow space.

They were unable to take advantage of their numbers and were instead beaten back by the Shazhou soldiers.

Faced with the ferocity of the Shazhou soldiers and Liu Jilian's miraculous archery skills, the Tibetan soldiers in front of the battle were filled with fear.

At the same time, behind them came thunderous shouts.

Everyone couldn't help but glance over and saw that the Tibetan flag on the city wall had been broken, and was replaced by the Sanchen flag fluttering in the wind.

The East City Gate Tower has been recaptured, and the liberation of Zhangye is just around the corner.

This scene made all the soldiers of the 12th and 13th Regiments excited. Even those who were exhausted could not help but generate a surge of strength out of nowhere.

"kill!!"

(End of this chapter)