As soon as Li Chengyang used his strength, he shook away the guards who were surrounding him and wanted to evacuate in advance: "It's not time yet, don't worry, I can't hold it, I will run, and besides, don't you worry about my body, now the top priority is to guard this bridge first, pass on my prince's order, and don't let anyone go, and try to live as much as possible."

Unexpectedly, after taking the throne, the first prince's order was to kill more than 300 people, which made him feel a little unhappy.

Li Chengyang stood in the second row, the front was blocked by Feng Li and the guards, it was already the limit to be able to stand in the second row, the first wave of impact was the most dangerous, in the past frontal battlefield, the first row was full of veterans of a hundred battles and prisoners who committed capital crimes, and then there were some carefully selected aspiring teenagers who wanted to fight for fame on the battlefield.

The first row doesn't need much combat experience, as long as you are bold enough, under a wave of impact, there are often few people left in the first row, and the rest will be rewarded.

Originally, they arranged for Li Chengyang to go to the last row, but Li Chengyang refused to obey, and the rest of the people could not persuade him, and he couldn't beat him, and now the Turk's face could be seen clearly, so he had to obey his wishes.

As the first Turkic range-finding arrow fell, Feng Li burst out: "Raise the shield."

"Hula", the people standing in the middle of the queue raised their shields one after another, put them on top of everyone's heads, nearly fifty shields covered the top of people's heads tightly, and the guards at the front also put up their shields, and in less than a breath they formed a armor-shaped shield array.

As soon as the shield array was set up here, the arrows of the vanguard of the Turks over there arrived, Li Chengyang never felt that the arrows would have such great power, and the sky was filled with black in an instant, and from the gap in the shield, the black rain was still pouring over the shield array.

Suddenly, a guard pressed Li Chengyang's head, followed by a scream, and an arrow pierced through the gap, if there was no guard to push him, his eyes might be lost.

After this arrow, the rain of arrows crackled on the shield array, and from time to time there was a scream, fortunately no one had been shot in the back for the time being.

Li Chengyang frowned, and pulled Feng Li in front of him: "When will this arrow be shot, if it goes on like this, our people will be gone before they can pick up the station."

Feng Li comforted: "Your Highness, rest assured, this is the consistent style of Turkic dogs, they should rush up in a few rounds, their arrows are not enough, there is not much danger to our shield array, besides, they are iron arrows in this round, and they are bones in the back, as long as that thing does not hit the vital point, there will be no major injury, don't worry."

Hearing this, Li Chengyang also let go of the worries in his heart, the Turks themselves do not produce iron, everything depends on the smuggling of Tang Dynasty merchants, how can there be how much iron, there is this wave of iron arrow rain is already quite good.

Sure enough, just when the man holding the shield was almost unable to hold on to the impact of the arrows, the Turkic arrow rain also stopped, and a man in silk clothes shouted a few inexplicable words, and nearly a thousand Turks rushed over.

"Get off the shield, take the gun" Feng Li asked people to put the shield aside, lifted his riding gun, the tail of the gun was against the bridge deck, and the tip of the gun was pointed at the rushing cavalry at forty-five degrees.

Li Chengyang also followed and held his three-meter-long Fang Tian Painting Halberd diagonally, staring at the Turks who were rushing over.

The Turks ran into the pit, and Feng Li bared his teeth and smiled: "Sun thief, fall."

The running torrent seemed to knock down the embankment, and suddenly stopped from the front, and the horses running in the leading position broke their legs, and the people on the horse were thrown in front of the defenders, and before they could get up, they were stabbed to death by the defenders.

Li Chengyang looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, he has seen a lot of dead people, and he has also seen people who have been eaten by wild dogs in the wilderness, but when a living life disappears in front of his eyes, he is really a little unacceptable.

But when a Turkic flew over and slashed the neck of one of the guards, this thought quickly vanished, either you die or I live, where did so many strange thoughts come from.

The trap really had a miraculous effect, more than 100 Turkic cavalry rushing to the front fell off their horses one after another, and the broken leg horses lying on the ground also became a new obstacle, and the Turkic soldiers who followed closely behind were tripped and trampled into flesh before they could react.

The speed of the charge slowed down instantly, and gradually, the Turkic cavalry stopped charging and trotted towards the bridgehead.

Li Chengyang made up for the lack of the unlucky guard before and stood in the first row.

The Turkic soldiers slowly approached, and when they saw that they were in front of them, Li Chengyang took a three-meter-long halberd and split it out, and the horse's head was divided into two halves from the middle, and the huge inertia fell to the ground with the knight on horseback, seeing that the man was still struggling to get up, Li Chengyang turned the halberd sideways and slapped it down.

There was a clattering sound of broken bones, and the man was instantly spread on the ground, and the blood burst open, staining a large piece of the ground red.

"Prince Wansheng, Tang Wansheng, Thorn" Feng Li saw that Li Chengyang was so brave, and immediately stopped worrying, and began to concentrate on commanding, the spear was two meters long, far inferior to Li Chengyang's halberd, but when the Turks were about to arrive, the dense gun forest became their biggest nemesis.

In just a moment, the tips of the spears in the front row were full of people and horses, and Feng Li had to throw down the guns, pick up the long knife and start slashing with the enemy behind.

Li Chengyang smashed two more enemies, the small space made him very uncomfortable, looking at the dense enemies in front of him, he simply jumped up, jumped out of the pile and jumped into the Turkic horse herd to slash and smash.

This is not his impulsive move, he has just thought about it, now that the defenders and Turkic soldiers are mixed, then the other party will definitely not shoot arrows again, and the narrow bridge deck can not be used at all, he can only wave the halberd cautiously, for fear of bumping into the friendly troops around him.

Now it's different, the bridge is spacious outside, let him open and close, the Turks use short weapons, I don't know if it's a lack of iron or it's just so stingy, the weapons can exceed one meter are few, but his three-meter-long halberd has a huge advantage in the battlefield, as long as he swings fast, no one can get close to him.

And this also greatly reduced the pressure on the defenders, with Li Chengyang standing in front like a god of war, the enemies they had to face were greatly reduced, but they suffered from the group of guards, and they didn't dare to go out if they wanted to go out, the formation in the first row was mostly their group of guards, once they left, then this formation would be broken through instantly, they didn't want to carry this guilt, but they couldn't protect Li Chengyang, and they didn't want to think about it.

Li Chengyang didn't care about it, the tiger and tiger who painted the halberd dance were vigorous, and within a radius of three meters, it could be said that he would die if he touched it, and he would be injured if he rubbed it, and the Turkic soldiers were only one third of them left when they were injured and died, and Feng Li took the risk of jumping out and dragging Li Chengyang back at this time.

"Why are you dragging me, I haven't killed me yet" Li Chengyang shouted at Feng Li irritably.

"Ouch, my prince, they're all about to be killed, I'm going to release arrows again in a while, and if I don't come back, I'm going to be shot into a beecomb" Feng Li hurriedly explained, seeing the remaining hundreds of Turkic people slowly retreating, it seems that he is going to prepare for a rain of arrows again, and he is really forced to pull people.

"It's okay, raise your shield, there will be a wave in a while, how many people will be lost? With such a scene, I am not afraid of how many people come" Li Chengyang simply asked about the battle damage, and after getting the reply, he was immediately full of confidence, but two of them were seriously injured, and none of them died, he felt his own situation, without the slightest fatigue, at this time he finally knew why Li Yuanba had such great prestige, isn't this a perpetual motion machine.

Feng Li didn't have his optimism, 10,000 people, just a thousand people came up, and the defender's side began to have casualties, roughly counting the casualties on the opposite side, about five or six hundred battle losses, such a large proportion did not make him the slightest excited.

I have already learned that the Turks have been marching for three days, which can basically be said to be sleepless, but their side has been recuperating for a long time, and if they come twice, the casualties will begin to skyrocket, and it is really a question whether they can hold it next.

As Feng Li expected, the Turkic soldiers retreated, and new arrows began to fall, and the person who raised the shield did not have the strength for the first time, but relied on a few people to work together, and the force of the arrow falling was not small, once or twice was okay, but no one could stand it if there were more times.

A few more minor injuries were inflicted, and the new cavalry corps had already been organized, still a thousand men, and in terms of the area of the bridge, it was really not suitable for a large army to assemble and raid.

It's still the same routine, waiting for the Turkic cavalry to get closer, Li Chengyang jumped out of the pile again and continued to slash and smash, this time the damage caused was much smaller, the trap was useless, and the Turks also began to be careful, preferring to slow down rather than fly into the crowd of defenders.

The defenders changed rounds, and the people who were originally standing behind stood in front, and Feng Li was still at the front commanding.

It took a little longer to repel the Turks this time, and when they retreated, Li Chengyang jumped back to the mound and saw the last thing he wanted to see.

Someone was hit by a knife, and he lost his life at that time, this is the second life lost, Li Chengyang's face is a little ugly.

Feng Li came up and patted it: "Your Highness, this is already good, the real test is in the next wave, the soldiers have been rotated once, and now they haven't rested, there are many Turks who don't need to adjust, just come up in batches, Your Highness, you must hold on, if you can't do anything, retreat early, see that you have also killed a lot of dogs, it can be regarded as an explanation, not ashamed."

Li Chengyang looked around, what he saw was a pair of eyes full of expectation, the soldiers in the first two battles had been conquered by his martial arts, whoever had the big fist was the boss, no one was bigger than his fist, now the soldiers regarded him as the backbone, as soon as he retreated, then it is conceivable that the morale of the defenders will fall to the bottom in an instant, and the army will collapse.

"What a shame is not ashamed, I have said that I will not retreat, I said that I will live and die together, don't force me to give you a prince's order" Li Chengyang pointed to Feng Li's nose and drank, if he retreated, the bridge would also be lost, Weishui to the middle of Chang'an is no better than the previous Jingzhou Youzhou, where there are fewer villagers, most of them live in the city, it is still relatively safe, but there are many people in Chang'an, the city has long been full of people, and the rest of the people live outside the city, let this group of Turkic dogs cross Weishui, and the pigs can think of what will happen.

The third round of arrows had passed, and the third wave of enemies had begun to trot, squeaking and shouting something.

"Get off the shield, raise the gun, prepare to stab" Feng Li is still the same, and there is nothing new, the sergeants put down their shields and raised the bloody spears in their hands, which are all pulled out of the pile of dead, the sticky blood is not slippery, and it is slippery in their hands.

Fortunately, there was no accident, the spear entered the enemy's body as expected, and Li Chengyang also jumped into the pile to prepare for a new round of battle.

Feng Li looked at the situation on Li Chengyang's side while commanding, and the more he observed, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the Turks fought and retreated, seducing Li Chengyang step by step away from the bridge.

"Your Highness, danger, come back!".