Datang Lingnan King

Chapter 416 The Might of Mo Knife
"There is no way to recover! Even if the God of War is here, there is no better way. The final general will be greatly favored by the King and the God of War. He has nothing to repay. He can only fight to the end and contribute the last bit of strength to Goguryeo." Yang Wanchun's eyes It returned to normal, without any ripples, and it was obvious that there was a will to die.

"Haha! General Yang Zhongyi, I have you by my side, I think I won't be lonely after death." Yuan Taizuo pulled out the sword from his waist, looked up to the sky and laughed, and his old body seemed tall and straight for a while.

"Life or death, if the Tang army can be killed in large numbers, maybe they will retreat. The last general will call on the soldiers to fight to the death." Yang Wanchun said with a grin.

"The old man brought people to prepare fire supplies, and then I will burn them all!" Yuan Taizuo said firmly with fierce eyes.

The two did not communicate too much, and immediately separated to prepare.

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"Your Majesty, I have already opened the two southeast gates, so as not to jump over the wall in a hurry." Li Jing saw Li Shimin leading people up the city wall, and immediately went to report.

"I guess, Wei Gong must have let the cavalry ambush, and then chased him by the tail." Li Shimin said with a smile.

"Your Majesty is wise, most of the Liaodong city is grass and wood houses, if you are forced to set fire to the city, I am afraid that many casualties will be caused." Li Jing replied.

"It's not that I'm wise, it's that Duke Wei arranged it properly, worthy of the name of the Great Tang Army God, but there is no wind today, so it doesn't matter if the city is burned, the worst is rebuilding." Li Shimin praised with a smile.

Li Jing looked at Li Shimin's sincere smile, and there was no murderous look in his eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a little guilty conscience: "The sage is flattered, there are magic soldiers like tanks, and all the gods of war and gods of war are just struggling in vain. to ashes."

"Pharmacist, you don't need to be humble. You have fought for the Tang Dynasty for many years, and you have never failed. You have fought beautifully in several battles. You deserve the name of the God of War." Li Shimin waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to care.

Li Jing didn't care about his modesty, he bowed his hands and saluted and continued to command the battle.

With Li Jing and many veterans sitting in command, almost every team of 5000 people has a well-known veteran commanding them, advancing steadily without any impatience.

For five days, for five full days, gunshots continued in Liaodong City, and finally the remaining Goguryeo people were forced to the east gate. The other areas were all occupied by the Tang Dynasty, and the entire occupied area was swept back and forth twice.

"General Yang, what should we do now?" In just a few days, Yuan Taizuo had become very old, his whole body was depressed, and he sat on the ground listlessly.

"The Tang army fought every step of the way, and fire prevention was useless. The only plan for now is to break through, and it counts as much as you can escape." After many days without a good rest, and no time to take care of his appearance, Yang Wanchun was already like a savage, with blood on his body. All locations are covered.

In the past few days, he has led troops to charge and kill many times, and he has always met the fierce generals of the Tang Dynasty. If his subordinates did not work hard, he would have been killed several times.

"That's the only way to go, but although there seems to be no one outside the city, there must be cavalry ambushing outside. When the time comes, the old man will lead people to entangle them. General Yang, you should lead people to retreat.

Retreat directly to the domestic city, and play by ear. If things cannot be violated, let's surrender. "Yuan Taizuo got up his spirits, pulled Yang Wanchun, and said urgently as if explaining to future generations.

"No, let's go to Lu, and you will entangle them in the future." Yang Wanchun shook his head vigorously and said.

"Listen to me, this old man is old and cannot escape. When you go to the inner city, you must take care of my son Su Wen and keep him. He is the most outstanding descendant of the Yuan family. Please leave everything to me." Pai, interrupted Yang Wanchun's words, and said firmly.

"Great to Lu..."

"Go away and get ready." Yuan Taizuo turned his back and waved his hands.

Seeing that his attitude was too firm, Yang Wanchun knew that he could not persuade him, so he stomped his feet vigorously and walked away with a sigh.

Although the night was not full of bright moon and stars, there was also a waning moon. The east gate of Liaodong City opened quietly, and countless black shadows came out. The whole process was as silent as a ghost.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Yang Wanchun thought that Datang was unguarded, so he breathed a sigh of relief when there was a loud shout of killing, countless torches were lit on three sides, and the city behind him was lit with flames, obviously it was impossible to retreat.

"Haha, as expected by Mr. Wei, Goguryeo wants to run away, so it's worth waiting in the middle of the night to watch this big show." Li Shimin, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and holding a folding fan in his hand, was swinging non-stop. Ma laughed.

"Attack!" Under the torch, Li Jing's face was stagnant, without a trace of waves, and he raised his hand to give an order.

He knew that now was not the time to surrender. Li Shimin said that if he wanted to watch a big show, he had to perform well. After the stage was set up, of course it was time for Romance.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" The horn blared!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The war drum sounded!
The Tang soldiers on the left and right approached slowly to the beat of drums.

"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!" A dense rain of arrows poured down on the soldiers in Liaodong City, with the sound of "bang bang bang" in the middle.

"Kill! Rush out!" Yuan Taizuo shouted frantically as he commanded the army with red eyes.

Originally, he thought that he would face at most the cavalry who were just chasing and killing, but he didn't know that they were coming out in full force, and all the main forces of the Tang Dynasty were here.

It seems that I have not escaped the opponent's calculations in every move, and this feeling is especially uncomfortable. Now Yuan Taizuo just wants to tear all the people in front of him into pieces.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" A louder and more desolate horn sounded, and the cavalry clamped the horse's belly forcefully, holding the spear at an angle, and charged forward.

The fanatic shouted "For the Son of Heaven!" Turning out from behind the infantry phalanx, he rushed towards the enemy head-on.

"Roar!" A group of muscular men, wearing heavy armor, uttered a loud roar, and charged out in a more violent posture with sticks in hand.

As the two armies fought, the night was like day under the light of the fire, and the huge fire in Liaodong City also illuminated half of the battlefield, as if it was a funeral for the defenders.

The Liaodong garrison was already terrified when they retreated and were surrounded, and then they were shot and killed by random arrows. How much thought there was to fight there, but in order to survive, they still rushed forward desperately under the command, just wanting to get out of this death hell as soon as possible.

Although the Liaodong guards had suffered a lot of casualties after a few days of fighting, there were still more than [-] people. This time, there were not many formations, and they just broke through on three sides.

More than 20 people attacked, and the pressure brought by it was still not small. As soon as they made contact, the front shield formation was almost sent off.

Fortunately, at this time, a few elites stepped forward and killed the first wave of Liaodong guards.

Among them, Li Jing's Mo Dao array was extremely powerful. Thousands of strong men with broad waists and thick arms held the gleaming Mo Dao in their hands.

Regardless of whether it is a person or a horse, everything in front is divided into two or three sections.

(End of this chapter)