"Put!" A call was given on the city walls.

The sound of "poof" was endless, and sharp arrows roared through the air, shooting densely towards the cave car outside the city.

The cave car is a siege machine, and its shape and structure resemble that of a modern train. One by one, the cave cars are connected, stretching for hundreds of meters, and can extend directly to the city from beyond the range of the bow and crossbow.

The men and horses of the attacking side hid in the carriage made of solid wood and raw cowhide, and they were not afraid of the threat of strong bows and crossbows.

But that's the real car, not the stuff it looks like right now.

The army marched westward, and the Song army didn't even carry stone cannons, so how could there be a larger siege equipment like a cave car?

Everything is a counterfeit product made from local materials.

The timber was all freshly cut wood, or wood obtained after tearing down the houses of the local people, and water was poured on the wooden carriages, and a puff of mud was smeared on the carriages, which ordinary arrows could not penetrate at all.

But when it comes to crossbow arrows, it won't work.

While crossbow arrows are also difficult to pierce through walls, they can break walls. If one doesn't work, two of them, and three or five of them can easily break the wall of the car if they are aimed at one place.

The accuracy of the crossbow bolt is relatively high.

"Release, release, release the arrows to me!"

A general with a turban embellished with a large ruby was screaming frantically.

There were no more crossbow arrows in the city. The resistance of the previous days had exhausted the crossbow arrows in the city, and even the crossbow machines were damaged, although the main weapon to resist the Song army in the past few days was fire oil.

No matter how good the cave cart is, they are also vulnerable in the face of fire oil. It's just that the fire oil in the city is limited, and the car has been used up several times.

"These should be Kafir, and they must not be allowed to get near the corner."

The Song people's method of digging holes and burying medicinal powder has long been no news in Dongkala. Once the Song army gets its wish, this city wall will definitely not be able to be saved. And if you can't keep the city wall, you can't keep the city.

Therefore, if you want to keep the city, you must not let the Song people get their wish.

Standing on the top of the castle and looking down at the situation below, this man is going crazy.

Without the oil and crossbow arrows, how could the Song people be stopped by relying only on lit dry firewood and bows and arrows? And if they can't stop them, the whole city will be destroyed.

"General, there are no more fire oil crossbows in the city. Relying only on dry firewood and arrows, you can't hurt the cave car at all! Tomorrow at the latest, I'm afraid those hateful Kafirs will ......"

The man couldn't say any more, but he understood what he meant. If you can't hurt the cave car, you can only be sadly overturned by the city wall. In fact, you don't have to wait until tomorrow, and everything will be ready on the eve of sunset.

"Done you dig it?"

Li Yanxian looked at Yisi Kuancheng in the distance, it's fast, it's fast, it's just thirsty across a mountain here, and it's really not far from the Eight Thorns Sand Roll. "Pass the order, light the fire!"

Yixi'er is the Issyk-Kul Lake in later generations, and the eight-thorn sand roll is two or three hundred miles northwest of Yixi'er.

Of course, the city is located at the eastern end of Yixi'er, and the entire east-west length of Yixi'er is nearly 400 miles.

And the mountain that Li Yanxian said was 'separated by a mountain' is the Kunge Mountain Range in the Alatau Mountains, with the highest peak of nearly 5,000 meters.

The Kunge Mountains are sandwiched between the Kunge Mountains to the north of Yixi'er and the other remnant vein of the Northern Tianshan Mountains further north, that is, the Chuyili Mountains in later generations, and between the two branches of the Northern Tianshan Mountains is a narrow road that stretches for hundreds of miles.

It wasn't until the end of Chuyili Mountain that the field of vision was wide.

And when the Kunge Mountains come to an end, they will encounter Seker City and Jile City successively, and then the Eight Thorn Sand Roll is right in front of you.

The sound of "boom" was endless, a mountain shook the ground and the dust filled the sky, and the city wall was completely overturned.

Huge mushroom clouds mixed with endless sand and debris shot up into the sky.

Withdrawing a mile away, the Gao Chang soldiers and Saibei rangers, who had been prepared for a long time, gave a fierce shout, which was deafening and boiling.

The soldiers who were waiting for the day rushed up like a raging tide.

Although they have seen many such scenes, every experience can still make them excited.

Shouting and killing, at the gap, the tide poured into the army in just a few minutes, and a large number of soldiers and horses poured into the city.

The Song army beat drums and shook the sky.

The sound with regularity and rhythm made the Gao Changbing and Saibei rangers even more exciting.

The defenders were demoralized. Even if there is an incentive of faith, even if they are numerous, it will not help, and the doom will be lost, and it is imminent.

Li Yanxian looked at the city where the fighting was loud, and his heart was a little bored.

Such a war has no soul.

It's a big fool commanding, I'm afraid he won't lose the battle.

There is a regret in his heart that his self-worth has not been fully displayed.

This can only be said to be a habit for the Song army to win battles. And what is often obtained, no one will find it precious.

If Yelu Dashi, Li Chage and others heard Li Yanxian's heart, if they called Wang Kai, Jin Fushi and other monarchs and ministers of Goryeo to hear Li Yanxian's heart, they would definitely scold.

It's too boring for them.

The surging Song army quickly diverted and divided into three strands, left, middle and right, and quickly swept through the city.

In just a few moments, more than a dozen puffs of smoke rose from the city, and the flames were faintly seen.

Niu Gao, Wang De and others had already thrown themselves into the fight, led by them, although the Song army that entered the city was only 2,000 people, but it was unstoppable. And Li Yanxian himself has no intention of ending up in person, even if he himself is also a fierce general, and his martial arts are exquisite.

Accompanying Yu Wenxu, who had previously retreated from the Eight Thorns Sand Rolling City, he had been chatting and laughing outside, and his demeanor was not easy.

After a night of fighting, the sky gradually dawned.

The pale blue sky was studded with a few remnant stars, and the earth was hazy, like a light gray veil. The eastern sky was only slightly exposed, and a few clouds gathered on the edge of the sky seemed to be soaked in blood, showing a pale red.

"Xianggong!" He came forward with a washbasin.

Yuwen had a small cotton ball stuffed in his ears, and he slept beautifully at night, and then got up. Washing up without hurry, he sat down at the dining table, and oil cakes, salted eggs, side dishes and rice porridge were already placed on the table.

"How's it going? In one night, the city was largely calm. "Yisi Kuancheng is not a giant city, and Yuwen felt that it was okay in one night.

"There are only two temples left, and there are still some stubborn people who are resisting."

"It's just a trapped beast." Yuwen smiled in a humble way, picked up the bowl, neither cold nor hot, took a sip, stretched out his chopsticks and ate side dishes.

He was now more concerned about how to reconnect with Ibrahim Khan.

When he first came out of the Eight Thorns Sand Roll, he had already made an agreement with Ibrahim Khan in secret. The latter drew as much support as possible from the countries of the Heavens, and then 'defended' the Eight Thorns and the sand rolling, and at the same time recruited as many local militias as possible, that is, those irregular volunteers.

Gather the power of the heavenly world to the maximum extent in the Eight Thorns Sand Roll.

Then wait for the arrival of the army of Zhao Song and the Western Expedition.

The two sides should be combined with the outside, and all the heavenly forces gathered here will be pitted in one fell swoop.

In this way, Yuwen Xuzhong and the Western Expeditionary Army established meritorious feats, and Ibrahim Khan also earned the capital to establish himself in the Great Song Dynasty, and also weakened the power of the Heavenly World to the greatest extent. It's a lot to kill!

But now a new question in front of Yuwen Xuzhong is that the army has been killed in Yisi Kuancheng, how can he reconnect with Ibrahim Khan?

Can't the army be killed under the Eight Thorns Sand Rolling City and communicate with each other again, right?

"Xianggong, General Li sent a message to someone, saying that someone wants to see you!"

Yuwen thought of the problem, and the food felt unfragrant in his mouth, and when he was most worried, there was a burst of cheers outside, but it was one of the two stubborn temples that was broken. Soon, Li Yanxian sent a message called Yuwen Xuzhong's heart thumping.