Thundered!

The muffled and trembling earth was like the revelation of the gods, the iron gate was closed and trembling, and a large area of the city wall collapsed, and with the sound of war drums and horns, the Shazhou army, which had long been impatient, rushed forward with a whining.

The sun rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, casting a faint golden layer on the vast earth, and thousands of soldiers of the Shazhou army climbed the city wall along the collapsed mound without much effort. They met with little decent resistance at the gate, more than half of the defenders were buried under the collapsed earthworks, and those who survived were already frightened and fled.

In the face of such an unbelievable and terrifying scene, even the bravest people will be frightened, not to mention that many people do not simply think that the collapse of the city wall after the rumbling sound is the work of man, there must be the power of ghosts and gods in the invisible place.

According to the plan, the first soldiers to go to the city still seized the city gate, and the city gate was wide open, and the soldiers gathered outside the city also shouted and swarmed in, followed by an almost one-sided massacre, and all those who dared to resist in front of the Shazhou army with weapons were killed.

This "massacre" lasted for half a morning, and before noon, the streets in the Tiemen Pass had been basically cleared, and Huang Xuan entered the pass with more than 100 followers.

The first thing he did when he entered the customs was to interrogate the captured prisoners, one of whom was named Fang Xing's marching Sima was the object of special attention, in Dugu Yanjing's mouth, it was this guy surnamed Fang who plotted against them, and lost more than 100 lives because of this person.

Huang Xuan glanced at the marching Sima named Fang Xing a few times, it seems that this person has the temperament of a scholar, and he can be regarded as a horse army, and he is a horse army, but it is a pity that why should he participate in the rebellion against the imperial court?

"You're Fang Xing?"

"Exactly!"

"Do you know that you are rebelling by doing this, and the court will not let you go?"

As long as a person like Fang Xing participates in the rebellion, he is iron-hearted, how can he be frightened with a few words? Sure enough, Fang Xing sneered a few times, and his emotions were not very excited, and he only said helplessly:

"It has always been a king and a loser, since Fang Mou has become a general of the defeated army and falls into your hands, you will be at your disposal, and you will not say more, you will definitely not get what you want from Fang's mouth!"

Although the tone is flat, there is a firmness that is different from ordinary people. For this kind of person, Huang Xuan asked himself that there was no way to make him comply, if it was tortured, it was not impossible, but he had always respected this kind of responsible person, and the punishment was only a plain insult to the strong man, and he might not get anything else.

However, Huang Xuan also had no intention of executing Fang Xing, and he decided to escort this person back to Chang'an and hand him over to the imperial court.

The captured rebels in the Iron Gate Pass were counted, roughly in the hundreds, in addition to hundreds of corpses, this is all the people in the Iron Gate Pass.

The traitors who were captured alive were nothing, and what made Huang Xuan overjoyed was that there was enough food to support tens of thousands of people in the Tiemen Pass, and for the Shazhou army, which only had 5,000 people, it was an astronomical amount that could not be eaten in a year.

Dugu Yanjing had a lot of external injuries, but they were all skin injuries, and after careful diagnosis and treatment and bandaging by the wounded doctor, he was not willing to lie on the military couch for more than a day, so he forced himself to come to see Huang Xuan.

There have always been many questions in his mind, Yanqi was burned, the Iron Gate Pass was attacked, and the marching Sima named Fang Xing was full of all kinds of weirdness.

"If the Hu people of the Anxi Army don't know that there is a court, and it is normal to not know that there is a monarch's father, they have been used to fighting on the grassland since they were children, and they also choose to rely on the Tang Dynasty, but like Fang Xing, he is by no means such a person, what drove him to rebel against the court?"

Huang Xuan was also puzzled and tried to guess:

"Could it be that someone has pinched his soft spots?"

Dugu Yanjing shook his head resolutely.

"With Fang Xing, this person will never be like this, even if someone threatens with his parents, I am afraid that he may not plot to rebel against the court, and the root cause is that there are some unknown secrets in the secret place"

As he spoke, Dugu Yanjing's feet were empty, and he almost lost his balance, thanks to Huang Xuan's quick hand to support him, so that he would not fall.

Dugu Yanjing stood firm, smiling a little helplessly.

"I have suffered so many knives in this body, and none of them have been fatal, this is God's favor, there is nothing to complain about, but at this most critical moment, it is the most unacceptable to me!"

His emotions were a little excited, and his hands were faintly exerted, as if he was unwilling to be restrained by the pain. Huang Xuan hurriedly stopped this somewhat stupid move.

"The skin injury heals quickly, and most of it can be recovered in ten days and a half months, and it is not difficult to go to the battlefield again, if the wound repeatedly bursts at the beginning of the injury, it is easy to cause a delay in healing, and then it will be fatal!"

Huang Xuan didn't scare him, he fought with An Lushan and Shi Siming's rebels in the Shenwu Army for many years, and he had countless battle experiences and countless injuries. Almost every injury was no lighter than Dugu Yanjing's this time, but it always recovered earlier than expected. But there are those who are not suitable for injuries, and frequently burst their wounds due to excessive force, and over time, the wounds have not healed for more than half a year.

Seeing that Huang Xuan said solemnly and seriously, Dugu Yanjing really didn't dare to use his strength casually, of course he hoped that he would get better soon.

Huang Xuan struck while the iron was hot again.

"The best way to recuperate is to stay in bed, avoid tearing the wound by careless movement, and always come out after the wound has healed ...... initially."

As he was talking, Huang Xuan saw from a distance the Turkic elders who were roaring in a hurry. He whispered to Dugu Yanjing:

"This person is the leader of the remnants of the Turkic army, named Lost, and it seems that he is also a character from some background, maybe he was also a figure who was surprised by the wings of the steppe back then!"

Dugu Yanjing's face appeared again with the unique pride of the noble family's children.

"Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, since the Turks were mandated by heaven to run rampant in the grasslands, then there will be a day of prosperity and decline, after the Turks are scattered, how can there be eggs under the nest?

There was more of an inexplicable compassion in his words, as if he was sympathizing with the sad past behind the Turkic old man, but rather hurting himself.

After losing his life, Huang Xuan and Dugu Yanjing also said two or three words, and he came to the two.

"My people have contacted some tribes that have been separated in the war, and there are at least a thousand people who are on the horse and control the strings, I wonder if the general is willing to take them in?"

This result was beyond Huang Xuan's expectations, he thought that he might have come here to ask for some food for his people, but he didn't expect to bring thousands of elite soldiers.

The Turks are all soldiers, all the men, grazing in their spare time, fighting in wartime, this part of the Turks can have a thousand soldiers, including the old and young women and children, the size of it is at least five or six thousand.

If Huang Xuan would have hesitated before conquering the Iron Gate Pass, it was not that he didn't want these armorers who could control the strings, but that he didn't have so much food supplies.

The current situation is very different, even if 10,000 people can supply more than half a year, the food hoarded in the Iron Gate Pass can be supplied for about half a year, and this is his confidence.

With confidence, Huang Xuan is most worried about Qiuzi. He failed to squeeze out useful information from Fang Xing's mouth, and most of the remaining captives were local soldiers who couldn't read a word, and most of them were either convicts living in Anxi for one or two generations, or they were born in the local Zahu at all, and they didn't know much about the people behind Fang Xing, the only thing that could be determined was that there was indeed a group of mysterious people behind Fang Xing, who seemed to be elite, and the specific number of people and horses was unknown.

After capturing the Iron Gate Pass, Huang Xuan did not plan to leave the nest, at least he had to leave five hundred people to guard it, after all, there was still a large amount of food that was accidentally obtained in the pass. However, there is also a problem at hand, last night's bombing of the castle was detonated at multiple points at the same time* in order to be safe, so the eastern side of the castle was also extremely damaged, and even if it was repaired, it could not be completed overnight

However, there are also fast and slow methods for repair, and everyone knows the truth of slow work and meticulous work, but what Huang Xuan lacks most now is time, so he has to use the fastest method to achieve an acceptable repair effect.

The 3,000 convicts from noble relatives used to be well-fed and well-fed sons of the people, and although they were incorporated into the border army by chance, they were still those gentlemen in their bones, and they did not have any skills to rely on. On the contrary, many of the 2,000 men who were added by Hexi were former carpenters and masons, it was suggested that they could build a skeleton from the ruins of the collapsed wall with wood and fill the gaps with mortar.

Huang Xuan felt that this suggestion was good, so he ordered someone to try to make an appearance first, as long as the intensity was within an acceptable range, he would use it as an expedient measure.

In about an afternoon, a small section of the wall of wood and mud rose from the ruins of the collapsed wall, and if someone who did not know the truth looked at it from a distance, it could almost be fake.

A craftsman-turned-team is following behind Huang Xuan and repeatedly introducing:

"Although this method of repair is fast, it is not as good as ramming earth to build a wall, and if it takes a little longer, there is a danger of decay, and if the siege thieves collide with a car, it is very likely to damage the wall......

For Huang Xuan, as long as this kind of superficial and sloppy repair can last for a year and a half, it will be considered a victory, as for how to repair it again in the future, the affairs of the imperial court at that time, he is now only thinking about how to ensure the safety of the food in the Iron Gate Pass to the greatest extent.

"At this pace, how soon will it be repaired?"

"At least seven days......