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Chapter 372 The Death of Hezhou (3)

"Hahaha...Okay, attack, the whole army presses down!"

Seeing that the soldiers of the Salar tribe had firmly established their foothold on the top of the city, Hertz Zanden, who was holding the formation at the rear, was overjoyed. He didn't think about why the so-called ambushes hadn't yet appeared. He laughed, waved his hand, and ordered The more than [-] Tubo heavy infantry who were originally serving as the supervisory team behind the formation all went into the attack, intending to defeat the tenacious resistance of the Tang army in one fell swoop.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhang Mingwu couldn't remember how many people he had cut down with his knife, his arms were already sore and limp, and his whole body creaked endlessly when he moved, as if the frame would fall apart at any moment. Give up, still fighting with all one's strength in the chaotic army, roaring, like a god breaking out of hell, but when the horn of the Tubo army sounded, Zhang Mingwu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley , a wave of despair surged up uncontrollably, and the arm that swung the knife involuntarily slowed down. Seeing this, a head of a hundred households of the Salar tribe who was fighting with him refused to let go of this great opportunity to take down Zhang Mingwu. Opportunity, roaring and slashing with all his strength with the knife, broke through Zhang Mingwu's interception in an instant, and the knife's light flashed less than a foot away from Zhang Mingwu's neck.

It's over!After a long battle, Zhang Mingwu's reaction was already slow, not old or young. When the opponent's knife came, Zhang Mingwu had no time to react at all. The sense of despair instantly became so strong that it couldn't be added.

"Lord be careful!"

Just as Zhang Mingwu was waiting for death to come, a violent roar suddenly sounded behind him, and then a figure flashed out like a ghost, and with a wave of his hand, a three-foot Qingfeng sword had been slashed out. He hit the knife that was slashing towards Zhang Mingwu accurately, but after hearing a crisp "clang", Qingfeng's sword did not move, but the big knife that was slashing over was shaken and flew upside down into the air.

"Treasurer Li?"

When Zhang Mingwu narrowly escaped from the dead, he didn't care about his fears. He took a closer look and saw that it was Li Yaodong who saved his life. Surrounded by surprise, he couldn't help calling out.

"Master Zhang, first suppress the thief!"

Seeing the urgency of the battle, Li Yaodong dared not be negligent. After a hasty greeting, he roared and led the hundreds of caravan guards who rushed to the top of the city into the chaos.

When it comes to tactical skills, the caravan guards are no match for the officers and soldiers of the Tang army, but when it comes to personal martial arts, these guards are all good players. If you take any one of them to the world, you can't say they are first-rate masters, but there are definitely second-rate ones. Not to mention that Li Yaodong, a top figure among the first-class masters, was among them. As soon as more than a hundred guards rushed to the top of the city, the originally stalemate balance turned into a one-sided massacre in an instant. How could the army stand up to such an incomparably fierce impact? After fighting for only a moment, they were already killed to the point of losing their helmets and armor, and they all rolled down the city in a panic. His nose was crooked with anger.

"Go to the city, hurry up, rush up, go up!"

Hetzzan is a person who has fought old battles, and he knows that if he is defeated and retreats at this moment, if he wants to attack the city bravely, it will take two or three days to adjust at least. At that time, God knows Tang Jun Will the reinforcements come? If the plan to seize Hezhou goes bankrupt, how can Gar Qinling let him go lightly? , Roaring, ordered the Tubo infantry who rushed to the city to attack immediately.

"Quick, speed up, lift it up!"

Herzzan below the city was busy arranging troops, and Li Yaodong on the city was not idle either. Apart from arranging caravan guards to disperse and cover key points, he himself hurried to the entrance of the corridor, facing a group of people carrying dozens of soldiers. The shop assistants in the big wooden box and the people in the city shouted loudly.

"Brother Li, these are..."

Zhang Mingwu was injured in the previous battle, so he didn't bother to bandage it now. After a hasty inspection of the city defense, he hurried to the corridor and looked at the man who was carried up the city gate with a puzzled face. Those big boxes.

"The thief is coming up, Mr. Zhang, please direct the defense, and I will take care of the rest of the matter."

Although Li Yaodong didn't turn around, but once he heard the sound of the ladder climbing up to the top of the city, he knew that the enemy army was coming up again, so he didn't care about explaining, some people replied unceremoniously.

"Okay, that's it."

Li Yaodong's order is obviously suspected of overreaching, but Zhang Mingwu did not dare to treat the special envoy of the King of England with ordinary eyes. The few personal guards rushed back to the city wall, commanding a group of soldiers to resist the forcible charge of the Tubo infantry.

The combat effectiveness of the Tubo heavy infantry is many times higher than that of the Salar tribal soldiers. In addition, they have been hiding behind the formation to recharge their energy, and their combat effectiveness has never been damaged. Compared with the Tang army who has been fighting for a long time, it is obviously an advantage. With all their advantages, even though the defenders on the top of the city were braving the arrow rain of the Tubo cavalry and kept throwing wood and rolling stones down the city, they could not stop the momentum of the Tubo army from rushing into the city. The caravan guards were covering the side, and if one hit, the city defense would have been broken. However, in the face of the joint attack of Tubo cavalry, the casualties of Tang army officers and soldiers were getting bigger and bigger, and gradually Then he couldn't hold it any longer, but at this moment Li Yaodong was finally busy with the preparations.

"ignition!"

After all the shop assistants holding clay pots lined up in the city, Li Yaodong didn't dare to neglect the slightest thing. He got enough energy and let out a loud roar. Immediately, dozens of shop assistants brushed their hands together. Shuadi lit the fuse on the ceramic pot with the fuse in his hand, and with a creaking sound, the smoke rose instantly.

"cast!"

Li Yaodong silently counted to three in his heart, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. After a loud roar, he immediately saw dozens of shop assistants wave their arms in unison, throwing the clay pots they held in their arms into the city.

"Boom..."

The Tubo army who was rushing to the city saw a large pile of pottery pots thrown from the top of the city, but no one had time to pay attention to them. Generally speaking, they just regarded these pottery pots as rolling stones, but they didn't expect that these pottery pots were absolutely dead. It's not as simple as it seems. Before the Tubo soldiers understood what was going on, some of the clay pots exploded in the air, while others exploded when they landed on the ground. The ceramic pieces and the built-in broken iron pieces flew around, sweeping the so-called Tubo officers and soldiers to the ground like cutting rice, surrounded by gunpowder smoke, stumped limbs and broken arms flew around, and countless howls rang out. one slice.

"Re-cast!"

Li Yaodong stood behind the city wall. Although he couldn't see the tragic situation of the Tubo army, he knew that his victory was absolutely brilliant. A smile appeared on his face immediately, but he didn't stop there, but shouted While drinking, the throwing order was issued again, but seeing the staff of the firm who had already prepared throw out the lit clay pots in unison, suddenly, bursts of explosions reappeared, and the city became a panic. After being hit hard again, the army finally couldn't bear it anymore. They didn't even pay attention to the death order to attack the city. They all turned around, spread their legs, and fled back desperately. Frustrated.

"Bastard, trash, bastard..."

Seeing that the attack, which was supposed to be successful, ended in vain again, Herzzan was completely enraged. With a big knife in his hand, he slashed left and right to kill several deserters, but he couldn't stop his own chaotic soldiers from fleeing. Even he himself couldn't stand up, and was swept back to the starting point by the rout, he was so angry that he cursed, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, and no one dared to look at him, lest he would be praised by Hertz. The scapegoat for venting anger, even Ning Gusi dared not go up.

"Ning Gu Sidu, what is the meaning of what you said? Say it!"

Ning Gusi wanted to hide, but how could Hezzan let him hide, roaring and rushed to Ning Gusidu, with the knife crossed, it was placed on his neck, there was a big disagreement , the posture of cutting off Ning Gusdu's head.

"The general calms down, the general calms down, there is still a plan to break this city!"

Ning Gusdu himself couldn't understand what went wrong with the internal response that had been arranged, but he didn't dare to admit his mistake in front of the furious Herzan, rolled his eyes, and shouted hastily.

"Say!"

Hezzan knew very well how serious the consequences of not taking down the city of Fanghan would be. Even though he hated Ning Gusi to the extreme at this moment, he wished he could kill the tribal leader who had done more than succeed in success, but he could not return to defeat As for the consequences in the army, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and the dead horse treated it like a living horse doctor, and he drank his throat.

"General, listen to someone..."

With his life at stake, Ning Gusi didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly whispered into Herzzan's ear, until Herzzan's complexion changed from cloudy to cloudy.

"Order: The whole army retreats one mile and sets up camp!"

After standing blankly for a while, Herzzan finally showed a sinister smile on his face. He didn't explain much to the bewildered generals. He just gave a short shout and straightforwardly issued an order to withdraw troops.

"call……"

Zhang Mingwu, who was on guard on the top of the city wall, saw that the Tuza coalition forces were retreating, his tense nerves immediately relaxed, and he let out a sigh of relief. Turning around, he wanted to say something to boost morale , but when he saw that there were less than five hundred officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who could still stand up on the top of the city, his heart ached suddenly, his eyes turned red, he was choked up and couldn't speak, only two lines of tears could not be held back Living out of the frame, wanton turbulent.

(End of this chapter)