The days and months of the battlefield are long, and it is another day of dawn.

On the Zhuozhou front, the Khitan camp opened the gate and welcomed a long procession of chariots and horses, and the soldiers inside let out bursts of high-pitched cheers, and then the smoke curled up, and the aroma of beef and mutton wafted out.

After more than an hour, Xu was full of food and drink, and the Khitans launched a new round of charge.

In front of the small Fanyang County, Danzhou Governor Zhang Jiujie has long been in battle, the Khitan people are wild and untamed, tyrannical and uncivilized, and such major events as siege are often improvised, they will attack the city when they are full, they will attack the city when they are drunk, and the head of the general is coming, or they will attack the city in a round, in order to show their respect, therefore, as the party defending the city, they can not relax at any time, he and the governor of Zhuozhou, the winter official who came to investigate Song Jing, who came to survey the road construction was hindered, and the three people worked in shifts, day and night.

"Prepare, pay attention to concealment, three sections of arrows" Zhang Jiujie waved his sword and ordered, short-handed for so long, they also summed up some experience, the Khitan people attacked the city, often first cavalry around the city, killing and injuring the defenders, breaking the defense, and then the foot soldiers stepped forward, catapults and battering rams pressed on the brain, and the archery was also disorderly, but the momentum sank, once the arrow, often killed or seriously injured, the so-called three-stage arrow, is before the Khitan cavalry entered the range, put a round of arrows, used to intimidate, disrupt the rhythm of the attack, and then avoid behind the wall battlements, After about a stick of incense, the enemy stabilized his position, and after firing back with fierce arrows, he had to take a breather, and had already entered the firing range, and took the opportunity to release a round of arrows again, and then he kept hiding behind the battlements, and waited for the siege soldiers to reach the base of the city wall, and then shot arrows at close range.

"How's the preparation?" Zhang Jiujie brandished a long sword to block the stray arrows flying around, he was tall, his face was slightly dark, his eye sockets were deep, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he quickly came to a towering iron bucket on the city wall, and asked urgently, after the three arrows, he was desperate to fight with the enemy to exchange his life, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty shot the soldiers attacking the city on the city wall, and the enemy also took the opportunity to shoot the soldiers defending the city with their heads exposed, and the current Zhuozhou soldiers and horses were less than 10,000 people, all of them were veterans who lived for the rest of their lives, and every time they died, they made his heart bleed.

"Governor, it's ready, but is this thing really useful?" The lieutenant who led the team personally prostrated a thick black leather pipe from the center of the city gate, and his confidence was a little lacking.

Zhang Jiujie gritted his teeth and did not answer, on the other side of the city gate, there were also the same iron buckets and leather pipes, which were ready to open the gates.

"Put"

Zhang Jiujie ordered sharply.

"Bang la la"

In the thick leather pipe of the old tree roots, like a storm, a huge amount of black sticky stuff gushed out, with a hot temperature and rough stones, overwhelmingly poured on the Khitan people who hit the city gate at the city gate, instantly pasting their whole bodies, making them unable to breathe, and wanted to run, but their feet were also stuck to the ground, and their movements were slow.

"Ahhh......h

The Khitans squeaked and shouted and insulted, and frantically fired arrows from a distance, but they did not dare to approach the city gate again, and the horn sounded, and they slowly retreated.

"Du Du, this thing is very useful, condensed but not dispersed, if it is cooled, it is as strong as Song Shilang said, this Fanyang County City, worry-free" Du Wei jumped up with joy, suddenly remembered something, and shouted loudly, "Hurry up, move this bucket over, there is a gap in the west city wall, plug it with this thing"

The soldiers on the city walls agreed loudly and energetically.

Zhang Jiujie held the long sword, panting, and showed a hint of a smile.

Far away, there is a low mountain, dense forests, a group of dozens of black-clothed people staring silently on the trees, staring at the vicious fight of the whole field, after the Khitan people returned to the camp, they still stood still, until the night fell, the black-clothed people and the dark night fused into one, still unshakable, so it continued until the east was white, there were only a little lights on the Fanyang city wall, but the Khitan camp was strangely moved, a large number of cavalry out of the camp, the war horses and horses were wrapped in hay, wearing a halterhead, silent.

As the sky grew brighter, the man in black seemed to have come to life, running happily in the woodland, his body was vigorous, stepping on the branches and leaves as if he were walking on the ground, and the black figure flashed several times and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

Black Sand City, the location of the Golden Horde in the South of the Later Turks, the Golden Horde of the North Ya is located in the Wude Mountain in the north of the desert, the Khan of the Later Turkic State, the brother of the Mo Si Khan, the Gu Lu Khan has lived in the North Desert for a long time, attacking the nine surnames of Tiele, in the autumn of the Central Plains without committing any crimes, and has been rewarded repeatedly, after Mo Si succeeded to the throne, he moved to the Golden Horde in the south of the Black Sand City, concentrating on the management of the land of Mo Nan, and pointed directly at the Central Plains, but he was easy to calm down the internal turmoil, and the Great Zhou defeated Tubo twice, showing super force, so that he did not dare to act rashly.

In the golden tent, Mo Si got up with Tianming, his five hearts facing up, nourishing his qi and calming his mind, and the man in black entered the big tent unimpeded and knelt behind.

"Khan, the Khitan's attack on Fanyang City is unfavorable, the defense of the Great Zhou has improved, and the Khitan does not dare to be wanton...... When the city was attacked, it was watered with road construction, and the Khitan was defeated and retreated, killing and wounding thousands of people...... In the early hours of the morning, most of the Khitan withdrew from the camp, and they were suspicious in the camp, and their movements were inexplicable......"

"Inexplicable? It's just that he can't attack for a long time, and he intends to withdraw his troops and find a decent and proper face" Mo Si's rough face is anxious and unspeakable, the Khitan detour sneak attack, breaking through Youzhou and Danzhou, in his eyes is just opportunistic, not worth mentioning, the strength of each other, regardless of the generals, the Great Zhou obviously has the upper hand, this is just a local division, the elite soldiers and strong generals in the center of the Great Zhou are still on the way, and when it comes, the Khitan has a chance to win?

"How many times is this? In just one county town, tens of thousands of Khitan people have been attacking day and night, non-stop, and nearly 10,000 corpses have been crossed, and they can't even advance an inch, which is really shameful."

"Khan, this is the forty-seventh siege of the Khitan" The man in black was not interested, and responded with a glance.

Mo Si stood up, paced chaotically, came to the big tent, looked at the geographical map of the rivers and mountains, looked at the banks of the Yellow River in the Central Plains greedily, sighed heavily, and finally looked away, fixed in the Song Desert area, "Summons Ashina Yuan Town, that is, send troops to the west, stay in Yanshan, and wait for my order"

"Order the rest of the armies to go to the border to guard against the Western Turks Ashina Husero and the two divisions of Zhishi and Tuqishi"

Mo Si looked at the Hui Department in the Western Regions, thinking of the Mu Wei and the Yan Yan who were constantly harassing on the Khitan flank, although the two departments were not of great use, they could also involve the Khitan troops, Yu Da Zhou helped a lot, and his heart was mixed, "The children of the Han family in the Central Plains are resourceful and far-reaching, if they can be used by me, why worry about not recovering the glory of my Turkic Empire"

With a wave of his big hand, he slammed from Bohai Bay to the west of the Tianshan Mountains, and was shrouded in the shadows of his hands.

Next to the golden tent, there is a small golden horde, which is the pearl of the palm of Mo Si, the residence of Princess Yunxi, the man in black came here from the golden tent of Mo Si Khan, and told the news he heard, as well as the movement of the Khan's troops, one by one, these news Mo Si's young sons may not know, but they have never hidden it from her.

This kind of pampering and trust, but at this moment, is a boundless shadow, enveloping Princess Yunxi, making the quill in her hand rise and fall several times on the ebony table, and she has repeatedly failed to believe it.

Lang Jun gave her this thing for writing, but it seemed to weigh a thousand catties, like a jade wrist, and she couldn't bear it.

"Snort" is another piece of gold-sprinkled colored paper that is torn.

"Lang Jun is scheming through the sky, the Great Zhou soldiers are strong and strong, Xu Yes, Xu is not necessary for me to do this"

Princess Yunxi put down her pen and raised her face, the orange sun was rising in the east, as if reflecting Quan Ce's leisurely and noble smiling face.

"Snap"

Tears slipped down and crumbled together with a pile of confetti.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny.

(End of chapter)