The dry and cold northwest wind had a tendency to strengthen, and from time to time it rolled up hay and debris and crashed against the walls of Qishi City.

At the head of the city, Li Huaitang, who was standing in the wind, looked at the camp of the Tuqi Shi people from afar, and his mood was extremely complicated. The large army reinforced from the north entered the camp one after another, and a sharp felt appeared under his nose, gradually pressing towards the direction of the city, and spreading to the east and west gates, forming a situation of encircling the city of Qishi.

The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the black clouds are pressing down on the city.

Come on, come on tighter. Li Huaitang's cold face showed a subtle smile, and it was still the same sentence, if the war knife does not come, peace will not come.

Since peace can't be bought, then hit it. Countless pieces of broken paper carrying the time-limited surrender order were sprinkled into the sky and fluttered in front of Li Huaitang's eyes, as if helplessly expressing the stupidity of his master.

"Hudu, have they all been arranged?"

Standing at the head of the city, his eyes were firmly fixed on the distance, Li Huaitang didn't look back, and asked the protector behind him.

At this moment, there was nothing that could stop Li Huaitang's fighting intent, as well as his clenched fists.

Oddly enough, there was no answer.

"Huh?"

When he wanted to turn back, a pair of soft flowers surrounded Li Huaitang from behind him and hugged him tightly.

"Zizi? How did you get here? ”

When the beauty appeared, the soldiers who were in the way nearby consciously kept their distance, and the protector was not an elm head, so he had already secretly stayed away.

"Zizi wants to hug Li Lang, wants to hug Li Lang every day, promise me, okay?"

A faint inquiry, but it expressed the infinite worry in my heart before the war.

The beauty's thoughts, how could Li Huaitang not understand, gently held the beauty's slender jade hand pressed on his chest, and pulled Su Zizi into his arms from behind.

"In the name of the evil woman and the footbath, I, Li Huaitang, will hold Zizi every day."

"Li Lang!"

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At this moment, Yi Wei is suffering from double depression, the first is naturally the 2,000 elite subordinates who were thrown under the city of Qishi, and the second is his siege weapon.

The incompetent Que Yi was so incompetent that he threw all the ladders and the only two chariots under the city of Qishi, and the defenders calmly burned the chariots and confiscated all the ladders and entered the city. These sophisticated siege equipment are all from the skillful hands of the Tang Nu craftsmen in Broken Leaf City, and the martial Tuqi Shi people can only make some simple tools, and they can't make complex chariots at all. The battle along the way caused all four heavy rushing cars to be completely damaged, and there were only a dozen ladders left. In order to beg for the wealth in the city, Yi Yan can be said to have made a mistake, but he was pitted. Moreover, this conspiracy is far from over, and yesterday Sulu Khan had ordered him to send a main force of 10,000 as the vanguard of the city, and after the city, it was not allowed to loot freely.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, every siege was carried out by his army, and so many people were killed and wounded, and he didn't see anything to replenish, but the benefits were taken by others. If this continues, his action to go to the "deputy" word Tutun will be far away. Grudges, endless resentments.

Wine is gall; Wine is inspiration. After pouring three glasses of wine, a daring stealer began to brew in Yi Wei's heart......

"Damn, we're going to climb the wall again tomorrow."

"Alas, death is decided, and there is more than luck!"

"Hengzhu is a death, it's better to escape, maybe there is still a chance to live."

As soon as the order for the siege of the city to-morrow was delivered to the prisoner camp, the Rites, who had been captured from Bukhara to serve as dead soldiers, blew up their nests. The corpse-like half-month death charge in the city of Samarkand made them quite tired and war-weary. As pawns of the Turgish, they have no tomorrow and no hope, and the mountain of corpses under the city of Samarkand is their final destination.

A few days of calm were finally obtained, and although they were spent in a tired march, there was no danger to their lives. Suddenly it was about to return to the unbearable days of two days ago, and the great contrast made the discontent of these slave soldiers high.

In the past few days, the situation has changed very delicately, and morale seems to be declining, and no one wants to pay attention. Yi Yan's control of the slave soldiers became more and more lax, and the soldiers found that they were free to move around and communicate with each other, and even some unfamiliar faces appeared in the barracks.

"Did you hear that? A few days ago, under the city of Qishi, the god of light and goodness appeared, rained down a divine fire, and blocked the Tuqi Shi people in front of the city gate. ”

Someone said mysteriously.

"I'll just say, there are so many people and horses in Tuqishi, there is no way to take the small beggar city, it turns out that this is the case."

"In this way, the city of beggar is blessed by the good gods! We cannot go against the will of a good God! ”

"Yes, you see, this is the Elder's handprint, calling us to defend the city of Qishi. It was passed on by the former army's group of parishioners. ”

A lambskin was taken out by someone with a heart and circulated in the hands of the various soldiers. In the corners of the barracks, rumors spread everywhere, inciting every numb heart......

The prisoner camp used to be under strict control, and when Yi Yan first took over this prisoner camp, he sent five hundred veterans to lead and supervise it, and the centurions in the prisoner camp were all Yi Yan's people, and if anyone was found to complain, even if they showed dissatisfaction, they would be killed immediately. Under the high pressure of the butcher's knife, no one dared to think of rebellion at all, and everyone who thought of it was killed.

Tonight, the control of the prisoner camp can be described as a time, a time.

The meekness and patience of the Lits exceeded the expectations of the brutal Turgish, and even though they knew they were going to die in the charge, they did little to resist. After a long time, the centurions slowly relaxed their vigilance, and many even secretly joined the ranks of going out to hunt, and the military spirit gradually dispersed. Today, the centurions have received a frustrating siege order, risking their lives to attack the city but not allowed to enter the city with recklessness. A strong sense of resistance rose from their hearts. Although they were all centurions, they were still fragile when they were besieging the city, especially since they heard that the enemy still had Hellfire. After tomorrow, they don't know whose wealth they will have, and they are depressed, so they leave aside the captives who never seem to resist, and gather to drink and have fun. For this matter, Yi Yan was not enthusiastic and even less concerned, so the opportunity quietly appeared......

The night was cold and the wind was strong. Usually at this time, it is the time when the snoring is thick.

In the darkness, hundreds of figures appeared in all corners of the rear army's prisoner camp, counting the chirping of autumn insects, awakening the restless soldiers. At first, a few brave soldiers came out of the felt, and when they saw that they were safe and sound, more soldiers came out, and then, almost all of them came out in full gear.

In the camp, the stacked ladders were first lit with a few flames, and at the same time, dozens of felt were also on fire. The encouraged, the captives, followed the hundreds of people who came out of nowhere, raised torches, and set fire everywhere. In the howling night wind, the fire grew rapidly, sweeping from northwest to southeast.

"It's a fire, put out the fire!"

Soon, the cries for help in the camp of the Turgish people came and went, and the panic quickly spread throughout the camp.

Sulu Khan's dreams were ruthlessly interrupted and awakened from the ecstasy of piles of gold and silver. Before he could flare up, he realized that something was wrong. His first reaction was to bomb the camp, for Sulu Khan, who had been in the army for many years, bombing the camp was commonplace, but tonight's movement was not trivial. In the past, when the generals gathered the rest of the undisturbed soldiers and rushed to suppress them with torches, the unrest was coming to an end. Something was wrong tonight, the light of the torches was brighter than ever, and the sound of panic was boiling like never before.

Suspicious, he went out of the tent in his clothes, and at the tent door, Sulu Khan ran into a panicked general.

"What's the panic?" Sulu Khan was furious.

"Fire, fire, fire!"

The subordinate general who reported the news did not have his usual dignity and humility, and he did not choose his words.

Before he could finish speaking, a brute bull with a burning tail galloped in front of the stunned Sulu Khan, rushed into the chaotic felt camp on his right, and knocked a sleepy-eyed soldier into the air, and the flaming tail swept a felt, and the woolly felt was ignited by the leaping sparks, and with the help of the oil, it quickly surpassed the passion of the dry wood, and made a sound of peeling. Sulu Khan was dumbfounded, incredulous.

Sulu Khan finally woke up to the fact that it was not a simple fire, but someone deliberately set it on fire! The autumn is high and dry, the wind borrows the fire, and the consequences are unimaginable. The thought of fire flashed through Sulu Khan's mind, and then he shouted that it was not good, if the enemy took the opportunity to attack, then? Sulu Khan didn't even have the courage to continue imagining.

"Quick, tell Que Yi to go and put out the fire, you go, gather soldiers for me to guard against enemy attacks!"

If you're really afraid of anything, you'll come!

Before Sulu Khan could gather his soldiers, Li Huaitang led thousands of cavalry to kill him. Half of the panicked Turgishes were bare-handed, without the ability to resist, and even those with weapons in their hands did not have much determination to resist, fearing that the chaos would not be enough, they fled in a panic, dodging the rolling iron hooves and the cold blades.

The soldiers of the Three Horsemen of Light swept away the suppressed emotions that had been suppressed for many days and killed to their heart's content. The fires lit here and there gave them a good view.

There were thousands of infantry behind the three cavalry of light, and if Gu Si was here, he must be suspicious, those infantry were his miscellaneous soldiers, they were not chasing the attackers, they were the attackers themselves!

Tonight's entry point is really good, Ah Lifu arranged all the miscellaneous soldiers in the front camp to guard, and as a result, these thousands of miscellaneous soldiers led Li Huaitang and them to kill them.

At the same time, the captives of the rear camp joined the attackers, attacking their centurions everywhere, and at this moment, their resentment was even more fierce than the raging fire.

Seeing that the general situation had gone, Sulu Khan hurriedly mounted his horse and fled under the escort of his own soldiers, otherwise, one would become a prisoner if he was not careful.

It didn't take long for the Turgish to completely collapse after losing their manager......

When the day dawned, the barracks of the Turgish army were full of wolves, the remaining flames were full of fire, light smoke curled everywhere, and corpses lying in the ashes could be seen everywhere.