"Have the Tartars taken over the city?" The stone bullets flying in the air suddenly became dense, and the broken cloth curtain could not be replenished immediately, but the strange thing was that the enemy army that crossed the moat stopped, and Liu Yu pulled the pheasant slave down and wanted to ask for details.

"No, they didn't even turn over the outer wall, they just kept firing arrows." The pheasant slave shook his head, this qiē happened in Liu Yu's absence, although the pressure increased, but it did not threaten the city wall.

"The oil outside the city has been ignited by their own rockets, and we have to think of something else." Liu Yu was thinking about setting fire, so he heard the pheasant slave say that the enemy army outside the city had not stepped forward for a long time, which should be the reason.

Liu Yu is not worried about the West Gate, whether it is attacking the city or defending the city, there are not many tricks to play, the enemy can't break the city wall, so he has to use people to pile it up. Looking at the appearance of the enemy army under the city, it should be preparing, it should come sooner or later, and when the attack is the most fierce, it will be time to launch the north gate.

Jiang Cai's telescope appeared in the legendary golden Dahu, this discovery made him a little excited, although in order to support the north gate of the reduction of a thousand people, but he didn't care, the enemy commander appeared at the city gate, does it mean that the Tartars have put the focus of the attack here.

"Brothers, cheer up, the old thief is outside the city, show your skills, let him see it, don't embarrass Lao Tzu." Jiang Cai's loud voice was transmitted through the loudspeaker, and the defenders on both sides of the city wall stretched out their heads to look out when they heard this, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

didn't let Jiang Cai wait long, and the new annex army outside the city, which was originally pretending, suddenly increased the pace of attack, not only crossed the moat, but also desperately erected a ladder and began to climb the city under the blow of arrows and stones at the head of the city. The defenders lit fire oil bombs and threw them down, but the enemy troops with many dead and wounded still did not collapse, and one after another ants followed.

"Ho!" At the opening, an enemy with a head swinging two hook spears, jumped onto the city with a roar, and the long knife in his hand slashed down a spear-wielding defender, and the shield in the other hand swept away, forcing the crossbowmen on the side to retreat again and again.

In just an instant, he opened a gap behind the female wall, and this person did not rush forward, but stuck in place and let the people below follow. The first to come up was a standard-bearer, and as soon as he stood on his feet, he raised a flag, which aroused the morale of the enemy troops below and cheered in unison.

Jiang Cai, who was killing the enemy with his head bored, raised his eyes, secretly cursed "bad luck", threw the divine arm bow in his hand, lifted a one-handed axe and walked towards that place. Walking through a battlement, he picked up a bent knife from who he didn't know, and strode through the circle formed by the defenders.

"Grandma's, let so-and-so come." Jiang Cai scolded and slashed head-on, the enemy raised a shield to hold the knife, Jiang Cai's right hand axe slashed out, intersected with the man's long knife, and a string of sparks popped out, the man couldn't help it, and retreated several steps, seeing that his back was about to stick to the female wall.

"There are some doorways, but it's a pity to succumb to the thief, die here, what face to see the ancestors." Without waiting for the man to stand firm, Jiang Caihe pounced, slashed his shield with a knife, and the spears of the defenders behind him were all out, knocking him off the city.

As soon as this man died, the two enemy soldiers who had already landed in the city were quickly stabbed to death by the defenders. Jiang Cai pulled down the flag, held it with both hands and knocked it on his lap, the flagpole was suddenly broken in two, and a defender on the side took out a match to light the flag, Jiang Cai waved it vigorously, and the burning flag flew down the city flutteringly.

Lu Wenhuan saw it very clearly behind the battle, and his heart was about to tighten, that person was a cronie in his army, known as a brave name. He was safe and sound in the Xiangyang War for several years, but he didn't expect to die here, but he didn't even dare to have a regretful expression, because the handsome Boyan was not far behind him.

Fan Wenhu couldn't control it so much, the next round of attacks was carried out by Chen Yi and Lu Shikui's troops, and then it was his turn. In the attack just now, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were gone, just like that, Lu Wenhuan didn't give a military order to retreat, it was really his turn, how much was left in the end?

Boyan looked at the battle in the distance with a relaxed expression in the back, and every time it was fierce, it was a pity to smile or pity, and these new annexes could also be called elite. The arrows and stones on the city are like rain, they can still risk death to climb first, and the bloody battle will not retreat, this combat power is not inferior to the Han army that arrived later.

This Lu Wenhuan, Boyan shook his head, he came here to watch the battle completely temporarily, but the reason was that this place was the closest to the north gate, and before the north gate was ready, the attacks of each gate were of low intensity, but this Lu Wenhuan wanted to show his merit in front of him, and he was also happy to watch the excitement.

The Lu family has been operating in the Jinghu area for many years, and their forces are intertwined. Since Li Tan's rebellion, the court has been very vigilant about the formation of the Han people's gate lord forces, and Boyan does not want such a disaster to be born under his nose.

Now is not yet the time to get rid of the Yuan, Lu Wenhuan's cousin is also very cooperative, since this is the case, let these Lu family's children and soldiers make some contributions to the conquest of Dayuan. In Boyan's thoughts, the battle flags in front of him swayed, and a thousand-strong team rushed forward to replace the siege team that had suffered heavy casualties.

"Sixth uncle, what do you mean, do you want to watch us go to death one by one?" Fan Wenhu lowered his voice, the thousand-person team that had just been withdrawn was not enough for half of the people, and most of the rest were injured, which made him frightened.

"No way, ask for more blessings, you also order your subordinates, don't retreat too fast, if the commander is a marching method, he can't protect him." Lu Wenhuan's voice was almost inaudible, he knew Boyan's plan today, what he didn't understand was why he didn't go to the north gate but stopped at himself, didn't he trust himself?

Fan Wenhu's figure walked forward, Lu Wenhuan only hoped that the operation at the north gate would start as soon as possible, and he was not optimistic about the result. This city is so big that even the return cannon that I have been afraid of has not had much effect, how can a strong attack work immediately, besieging but not attacking, cutting off foreign aid, just like in Xiangyang, is the best way.

Outside the north gate, Azhuhan's Da Hu has been standing high, two Han army 10,000 people lined up in front of the phalanx one after another, behind a long line of return cannons and building cars are being pulled and lined up one by one, more carts loaded with various ammunition unloaded behind the position.

"Go and tell Sù Dashuai, I will wait until all of us arrive at the north gate, and we are ready to listen to his instructions at any time." Asahan commanded a personal soldier, and around him was a group of Mongol men, each of whom was strong and powerful.

"Zhehe, seeing that there is no over there, those southerners will only hide behind the city wall, you are the first 'battle' of the eight neighboring tribes, I hope you can plant the banner there, tell those Han people, the great Mongolian warriors can not only ride horses and shoot arrows, but also climb the city to kill the enemy, what is the city wall."

Asahan pointed to the distance with the horsewhip in his hand, and a tower-like Mongolian man listened to his words, slapped his chest with his hand, and shouted a strange language, and the big men behind him also followed his example, like a group of fierce beasts that have found their prey.