Although Li Huaitang's contribution is not strong, it does not affect the effect of ten thousand cavalry shooting at all.

The power of the killer weapon should not be underestimated, and the defenders at the head of Bukhara seemed to be all dead, and it was difficult to find a trace, and the morale of the Turks under the city increased greatly.

"Blow the trumpet! On the infantry of Yi Wei. ”

As a qualified commander-in-chief, Du Mozhi did not fall into remorse, and the timing of the attack was well grasped.

Originally from the Chebi Shi Division, Yi Wei was an authentic Turgish and a die-hard member of Sulu Khan. With the support of Sulu Khan, Yi Wei sat in the position of vice king of Shi State, second only to Mohe Tutun, the king of Shi State. Privately, his subordinates and cronies all called Yi Shu Yi Secret Service, that is, the Turkic name for the king's leader, which is equivalent to Tutun.

Although Mohe Tutun is also a Turkic, he is a fan of the Tang Dynasty, and he has always been uninterested in Sulu Khan, and even has a tendency to oppose it. Especially after the Tuqi Shi occupied the Shayechuan River basin to which the Tang Dynasty belonged, he also intensified his invasion of the Anxi region of the Tang Dynasty, which seemed quite dissatisfied. Mohe Tutun, who was deeply aware of Sulu Khan's ambitions and the strength of the Tang Dynasty, knew that one day, war would break out between them, so he adopted a non-cooperative attitude to deal with Sulu Khan. Because of this, Sulu Khan supported the Tuqi Shi Yi Wei to fight against Mohe Tutun, and even had the idea of letting Yi Wei replace him, which led to a fierce struggle between the two kings of Shi Kingdom.

This time, Yi Wei seized the opportunity, under the pretext of supporting Sulu Khan's expedition, he requisitioned more than 30,000 Shi Guo troops, and during the expedition, he used the war to eliminate dissidents, installed his own cronies, and gradually controlled this Shi Guo army in his hands.

After receiving the order, Yi Wei waved the big flag, and the horn in the army sounded. The 20,000 infantry marched slowly towards the walls of Bukhara.

Li Huaitang was glad that if Yi Wei's infantry had attacked Qishi City, he would not have been able to stand here today.

Sophisticated siege equipment, infantry equipped with a large number of shield platoons, quick and unified, at a glance you know that you are a veteran of a hundred battles.

The rain of arrows, wood and stone, and boiling oil could not stop the Shiguo infantry who were stimulated by the wealth in the city and their eyes were red. There were more and more soldiers with ants attached to the long staircase, and the fierce battle on the head of the city was stale.

The situation was quite favorable to the Turgish, and there was little suspense about breaking the city.

"Hey, get out of here, this isn't the place for you guys."

The elite of Dumo Zhi shouted angrily at Li Huaitang and them, and went into the city to pick peaches, which has always been the patent of the Turgish people. They already looked down on the Lite people, especially Li Huaitang and their Shi Guo cavalry just now behaved like silver-like wax spearheads, which increased the contempt in their hearts.

Without arguing, Li Huaitang calmly led his troops to stand aside, and coldly watched as the Turks concentrated in formation, preparing to rush into the city of Bukhara, which was about to be breached.

The speed of the collapse of the city defense seems to be a little faster, the offensive is unusually smooth, the drawbridge falls, the city gate opens its welcoming arms, and the cavalry rushes into the city, and the alluring smell peculiar to the rich woman is already clearly audible.

The tenacity of the defenders was evident in the city, where the streets were barricaded, which was not conducive to the cavalry. The joy of the Turgish's destruction of the city slowly faded, and the fierce fighting continued, but it was transferred from the head of the city to the narrow streets and houses in the city.

Li Huaitang, who followed into the city, still had no chance to go deep into the city, and the arrogant Turks left Li Huaitang's troops at the gate of the city to welcome Sulu Khan's army into the city.

"Damn the Turks, don't even give a sip of soup."

Li Huaitang kicked a corpse fiercely.

After entering the city, there is a huge stone house on the left side of the city gate, in front of the house is a slope, the door is built on the slope, the bodies of more than a dozen big food soldiers fell on the slope, and their bodies were all pierced by feather arrows without exception, the most strange thing is that a big food soldier was nailed to the door, his head tilted to the side, and his hands seemed to be grasping something.

"Huh?"

Li Huaitang let out a curious sound. The Turgish were in a hurry to rush forward, to the richest palace, to the noble and wealthy merchant districts, they were experienced in robbery, and knew where their targets were, but this humble warehouse was automatically ignored by them.

The Dead Eater clutched the big lock of the door tightly with both hands, the key had been inserted in, but he couldn't unscrew it.

"He died a little unjustly, he got the wrong key."

Li Huaitang took a bunch of keys from the hands of the Great Food Soldier and tried to change them, "Click!" The lock was released.

The soldiers struggled to open the gate.

"Be careful!"

Li Huaitang flashed to the side in embarrassment, and in the gate, there were no guessed weapons, no guessed food, and no guessed treasures.

Heavy barrels rolled out of the stone houses, rolled into the streets, cracked, and black liquid poured out of the barrels, pooled, and then spread into the city.

The terrain of Bukhara was high in the east and low in the west, and it was from the eastern gate that the Turgish broke through the city.

"What's, what is this?"

A bit of liquid stuck to Li Huaitang's finger and sent it to his nose to sniff.

"Sulfur?"

In my memory, inspiration flashed suddenly, and a hint of alertness jumped into my heart.

"Hellfire!"

Once as a slave soldier of the Turgish people, he experienced the attack and defense of Samarkand, and Hu Yijian was fortunate to see and understand the power of this thing.

"General, among the trophies we have in Beggar's City, we also have this kind of thing, which was captured from the hands of the Great Cannibals."

Hu Yijian's exclamation and Hudu's reminder made Li Huaitang thoughtful, looked at the dead Da Shi soldiers, and looked in the direction of the battle in the city, and a decision came to the surface.

"Move them all out for me!"

Dozens of these barrels were put into the streets, forming a barrier.

The fierce battle in the city was in full swing, and the two horsemen rushed out of the hustle and bustle and went straight to the east gate.

"Hey, Shi Guobing, you cowards, it's time for you to go."

Before the horses had completely stopped, the two knights landed beautifully on their horses, their movements crisp and neat. Du Mozhi didn't expect the big cannibal to be so tenacious, and he was stunned and refused to give up the fruits of victory, and every step forward required a great price. He thought of Li Tehu's soldiers, and thought of Li Huaitang, he immediately adjusted his regret, and selectively lost his memory for his previous promise, so that the cavalry around him would bring the order to the idle and panicked Li Te, including Li Huaitang.

When Li Huaitang heard this, he didn't move, and raised his eyes to look into the city.

The smoke was rising, the fire was burning. It was the place of fierce fighting in the distance.

"Coward, death to those who disobey the order!"

Scimitars, sonorous out of their sheaths, threatening, arrogant.

The murderous aura suddenly condensed on Li Huaitang's body. But the empty-eyed Turgish knights disagreed, in front of the Turgish warriors who dominated the world, even if the incompetent Shi Guobing was angry, at most he could only grab the ground with his head.

"Huh? Damascus scimitar! ”

There is no warrior who does not love the sword, especially the brave man of a hundred battles.

"This scimitar belongs to us."

In the eyes of the two Tuqi Shi people, the treasure knife in the hands of General Shi Guo should have belonged to them, nonsense, cowardly if Shi Guo people also deserve to hold such a treasure?

"You're going to die!"

The voice landed, and the head fell to the ground. The head of one of the Turgishes moved to his feet, his mouth wide open and gnawed on the ground, his expression calm, and he did not react until he died.

The remaining Turgish was barely breathing, and the sharp Damascus scimitar didn't waste any momentum, and folded back just right, leaving a scar on his neck......

From the greedy gaze of the Tuqi Shi people, Li Huaitang knew what they wanted to do, dealing with jackals, the scimitar represented more effective than clever tongues.

"General, let's kill back!"

If you don't explode in silence, you sink in silence. Depression erupted from the hearts of the soldiers.

"Broken barrel!"

Li Huaitang calmly gave the order.

If there is no objection, the order is forbidden.

Wooden barrels were carefully broken, and black liquid overflowed, slowly spreading along the streets into the city.

"Hellfire?"

Li Huaitang chewed on Hu Yijian's name for this thing with great interest, and seemed to like the name very much.

"Withdraw!"

The cavalry of the Ministry of Light quickly left the city.

Inside the city, the fire in the distance suddenly became vigorous, and the smoke and flames stimulated the vision.

One ride, two rides, three or four rides, slowly enlarged in Li Huaitang's pupils, turning from the black dot at the beginning to a black shadow. The chaotic exclamations gradually became heard, and the ground shook from weak to strong, and stronger......

Li Huaitang's face was expressionless, he was the last to go out of the city, leaving an indifferent gaze, while turning the horse's head, he threw a torch into the pile of wooden barrels more than ten steps away, and the blue flames were like demons escaping from hell, spreading rapidly, devouring everything mercilessly......

A fiery dragon pounced on the Turgish, surging in like a tidal wave, blocking them more than a hundred paces......