Shi Jingsi was furious, turned the horse's head, raised the gun with his right hand, staggered the two horses, and picked Wang Zhong under the horse with a backhand shot.

But Wang Zhong's sneak attack also made Shi Jingsi suffer a big loss, Shi Jingsi's left flank blood gushed like a spring, but it also aroused Shi Jingsi's blood even more, Shi Jingsi was furious, and rushed towards Zhu Wen for a while, one in and one out, and used a big gun to pick the eight members off the horse, and Shi Jingsi's war horse had been cut down in a pool of blood in the rush just now, and the body was also pierced by the other party A gun hole, the gunshot wound was very serious, Shi Jingsi abandoned the war horse, drew a sword and cut off half of the plain robe, plugged the bleeding gun hole with the battle robe, and then tied it tightly with the armor, grabbed an ownerless war horse next to him, turned over on the horse, pulled back the horse and stabbed Zhu Wen straight with a spear, but at this time, I saw that the archers opposite Zhu Wen had arrived, and the sound of Bangzi kept ringing out, and all the arrows were fired together, Shi Jingsi's big gun kept dialing the arrows, but there were still a lot of arrows on his body, Shi Jingsi's wound from being stabbed by the big gun was uncontrollable, bleeding too much, and he had no strength. Now rì is harmed by the Jiān people, and I am willing to die to repay the kindness of the king of Jin, my lord, we will serve you again in the next life. And he killed himself on his horse.

In May of the fourth year of Zhonghe, Zhu Wen burned Shangyuanyi, killed Duan Mingyu, King Li Ke of Jin, and Li Keyong, King of Jin, escaped from death. As soon as the king's order came out, the four feudal towns were in an uproar.

Three years later, Duan Mingyu's army and Li Ke's army surrounded Bianliang City on all sides, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

It was a battlefield of blood and fire, full of soldiers who were charging and shouting to kill the heavens, and corpses lying in pools of blood that would never get up again. Maybe not long ago, these dead bodies were still living men, in this army of thousands of horses, he was just an insignificant pawn, but in his family, he was a husband who was a head taller than the sky, a father who was three points heavier than the king, and the pillar of a family, but now he was just a corpse that no one cared about to look at more.

If there is a Xuanwu army looking down from the top of the city, you can see the red tassels on the top of the hat under the city, flying like flames, converging into a sea of fire, which is terrifying. There are more than 10,000 people and horses, boundless, at this time, there are more than 10,000 military horses under the city, it seems that the seventh prince really has the huge momentum of throwing whips and breaking the stream, raising his hands like clouds, and even making the two groups of military horses attack the city with all their strength without suspicion.

In fact, if the defenders of the city head were not impatient, they would not have looked at this spectacular scene, the rows of crossbow arrows under the city like a cluster, as if they did not cost money, poured on the city, and in the violent blow of the storm, there were Duan Mingyu's mortars, venting the shells into the city, and each shell fell down, raising a thick cloud of black smoke, and bombarded the Bianliang City to a thousand holes.

The city is made of local materials, rammed with strong sticky loess, this kind of sticky loess is really as solid as cement after being tamped and solid, and it is a little more tough than cement, and now it has become a better battle than a city built of stones.

If it is a masonry wall, it is easy to crumble and collapse under such a cannonball.

The Xuanwu army at the head of the city was also fighting back at the stubborn Duan and Li armies under the city, and rows of sharp arrows squeaked and squeaked like soul-hooking strings, and then attacked from the city head to the city like locusts.

The two sides have been in a stalemate under this city for half a month. Li Keyong and Li Cunxiao Lema stood on top of the high post. Overlooking the swaying city of the Northern Han Dynasty in front of you. The city was like a lonely boat in the middle of a raging wave. It can be overwhelmed at any time. But it always reappears on the cusp of the wave. The head of the city, the bottom of the city. It's like a tireless meat grinder, harvesting human lives at a rapid pace.

Li Keyong, who has rich experience in the battle formation, is also a benevolent general who is compassionate to soldiers and refuses to be innocent and hurt people's lives. It was not that he did not know what a sacrifice it would take to force the attack by such cruel means. How many lives would it take to fill it. Only then did he fill in the moat that could never be crossed by half a step, but the arrow was ready to be struck, and he had to be sent without a quick battle, and God knows if the various feudal towns would suddenly strike when the two sides were holding each other and showing fatigue.

This Li Cunxiao is really a natural general. People like him were born for the battlefield, and they didn't read much in his military books. Zhao Kuo has a father who uses soldiers like a god and has learned a lot of military books since he was a child, and few famous generals in the world can argue with him, but he is really useless on the battlefield. Sun Wu is somewhat similar to him, but he has also never started as a pawn, and he can win every battle when he is a general.

Li Cunxiao has not read a few military books, he is not a cultural person, and his so-called combat talent is all based on battlefield fighting, blood and fire tempering, and he has no teacher, and his ability to fight in the battle array is not under the famous generals from the "professional class". Bai Qi, the god of killing, the god of war, and the undefeated god who started from a pawn, and Temujin, who also didn't even know a word and only knew the bow shè carving, was such a famous general.

Li Cunxiao and them are all the way, unless he really has great skills, he will not have so many subordinates who are willing to die, and he will not be entrusted with important tasks by Li Keyong, and he will lead the army to guard the important town of Hedong as a person with a foreign surname, and finally he was given the surname Li. Now Li Cunxiao has led the task of attacking Xicheng, and he can see the weight of trust alone, Li Cunxiao is not perfunctory, Duan Mingyu allocated him twenty mortars, stormed the city, once a city wall collapsed, and damaged the gate of Xicheng, Li Cunxiao personally brandished a double hammer to lead the troops to charge.

The enemy's weakness is the main point of our army's attack. Such an offensive strategy, there is nothing wrong with putting it anywhere, although the strategy was originally correct, but the defenders in the city occupy a favorable position, and they don't need many soldiers and horses to block this gap tightly.

When Duan Mingyu came to his side with the junior colonel in the army, Li Cunxiao had just been hit by an arrow and retreated from the front of the formation, the war drums in the formation were still roaring, Li Cunxiao was bare, revealing a body of steel-like muscles, and his body was sweat and blood. An arm as thick as Duan Mingyu's thigh had just been pulled out of the arrow, and the flesh was blurred, and a military doctor was sweating profusely to bandage him. This military doctor is not a lowly doctor, nor is it the first time he has seen no blood on the battlefield, but when he encounters such a difficult master as Li Cunxiao, he can't do it without sweating.

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