The horn outside Fancheng City is sound one after another, looking from afar, the flags are waving, the swords and halberds are like forests, the horses are galloping back and forth, Fancheng City is like being wrapped in a piece of dust and sand, like a small boat in the vast ocean, there is a danger of capsizing at any time.

The vast sea of people seems to be about to submerge this land, and the army in the crowd will be swallowed up by the tide at any time like a reef in the waves. The first thing they drove was the 30,000-odd hungry people.

These hungry people, all in rags, with yellow faces and thin muscles, but for a bite to eat, voluntarily or involuntarily, they serve as cannon fodder in battle.

They were divided into three waves, each wave attacking more than 10,000 people, after a war drum, immediately shouted frantically, and rushed towards Fancheng.

Many people took off their shirts even more frantically, holding weapons in each hand, or kitchen knives or axes, and roared desperately, hoping to arouse their little physical strength and give themselves courage.

They swarmed like a tide about a hundred paces from the walls, but their madness was shattered by a fierce volley of fire from the city.

After three waves, the few remaining hungry people were replaced by the Han army, and tens of thousands of people charged fiercely, one after another, after several hours of fierce battles, and finally attacked the city, and one by one the ladders leaned against the city wall and climbed to the city. The attack of the steppe people is so simple and brutal that it is filled with human lives.

Under the north city wall, the offensive of the Great Yan Han army seemed to break the flood of the embankment, surging up the city wall wave after wave, and then blocked by the Fancheng military and civilian bodies on the city wall, as if the huge waves that were knocked back by the rocks fell from the city wall one after another, and smashed into the crowd under the city wall.

"Kill ---------!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry"

"Go up! on"

At the gate of the north city wall, the Great Yan Han army erected siege ladders on the city wall, like locusts in the year of the catastrophe densely climbed up the cloud ladder.

A pair of bloodshot eyes, looking at the steppe army under the city, the armor on his body was dark purple because it had been soaked in blood for a long time. One by one, they sacrificed their lives and forgot to die in bloody battles with the grassland army, and there were dangerous situations in many places on the city wall, and the generals rushed back and forth with their elites. Wherever there is danger, they will rush there to make up for the holes in the defense, and again and again the Dayan warriors who try to climb the city will fall into hell.

If Murong Xuzhong is better at field warfare, every blow of Vice Marshal Zhao Yuandao is aimed at the vital point of Fancheng, and as a behemoth with weak combat power in Xiangfan, he can't dodge it, and the way to deal with it can only be filled with a large number of lives.

From the early morning of September 5th to the night of September 7th. Day and night, the warring sides braved the cold wind that could blow into the bone marrow, in order to seize even a small piece of land on the city wall and fill the lives of the soldiers near the north city gate, more than 46,000 people, above and below the city, with mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

Most of the soldiers and civilians in the city of Great Xia did not think about the meaning of life and death, and in such combat effectiveness, the Xia soldiers and a large number of mobilized masses were filled into this abyss of death one after another. They knew that in the past two years, they had repelled the enemy's attacks many times, and if the city was broken, not a single old and weak person in the city would survive.

Not only on the city wall, but also thousands of old people, women and children in the city who are responsible for carrying the materials for defending the city are carrying out the responsibility of defending their lives with the attitude of overdrawing their lives.

When a country is based on civility, nobility and military power, and the world is ruled by scholars and kings, it is like a healthy person who has a broken leg and is lame, and in today's situation, he can only spend his life.

At some point, dark clouds began to pile up on the horizon. After a while, rolling dark clouds quickly obscured the blood-red sunset on the horizon.

Piles of pines and bonfires were lit up one after another in the city and under the city, spreading to the sky.

A sudden flash of lightning in the sky tore the dark sky apart, and in the roar of thunder, the screams and neighing of people and horses above and below the city were deafening, and blood splashed in all directions.

In the distance, the sky was full of strange lightning bolts, and rumbling thunder rolled overhead, like war drums beating the bottom of everyone's hearts.

The heavy rain poured down, gradually suppressing the original fire that had risen to the sky, but the constantly flickering electric light still illuminated the scene of the city from time to time. The trumpet sounded, and the tide of the siege army receded.

The thief finally favored us once, and the heavy rain made the city walls and siege equipment extremely slippery, and the bow was soft, and this kind of weather was no longer suitable for siege. One by one, the defenders collapsed to the ground, and the autumn rain hit their blood-soaked stomachs, stirring up a chill like ice.

Xianbei has risen for nearly seven or eight hundred years, when Tuoba Xianbei first established the Dai State in the northern section of the Ergun River and the Great Khing'an Mountains, which unified the north of the secluded capital, the wilderness of Guangmo, the migration of animal husbandry, and the hunting industry.

After being destroyed by the former Qin Fujian, Xianbei Murong Chui took advantage of the defeat of Fu Jian and Jin in the battle of Weishui, proclaimed himself emperor in Zhongshan, Daijun of the Great Wall, and established Houyan.

Three hundred years ago, the Xianbei Helian tribe rose up in Hetao, and launched a protracted bloody battle of a thousand tribes at the foot of Jinshan, defeating Rouran, Gaoche, Kumoxi, etc. to the west, defeating the Northern Xiongnu to the north, defeating the Tuoba tribe to the east, annexing Murong and unifying Houyan. It was not until 30 years ago that Helian Gui unified the desert and established the Helian family as the absolute authority, with the eight surnames of Xianbei, Khitan, Xi, and Jurchen Murong, Tuoba, Wanyan, and Yelu as the eight kings' tent wolf riding guards.

In the past 30 years, he has continued to conquer all around, and Helian's headquarters is only more than 400,000 Dingkou, and now he controls a huge empire with an area of thousands of miles from the Korean Peninsula in the east to the Mediterranean Sea in the west. With a small number of soldiers to control the big country, hundreds of millions of people in the world are divided into four classes, and the Xianbei, Khitan, Xi, and Jurchen in the eight kings' tents are the first class; Korea, Bohai, Dangxiang, Murowei, white Europeans, etc., are second-class; The Han people north of the Yellow River are third-class; To the south of the Yellow River, the Han people and Miao, Zhuang and so on are the fourth class.

In today's era, the family is valued over the country. Due to the arrival of the Xiaoice River, the temperature has dropped year by year, and disasters have been repeated north of the Yangtze River, the north is bitterly cold, and most of the farmland has been lost. The south is rich, and most of the vested interests in Great Xia are southerners. At the end of the summer, the north needed a large amount of food supplies from the south. Most southerners think that why should they give a part of their hard work to the northerners? In the three years since Bactria lost its northern territories, the gentry were reluctant to go on a northern expedition.

In the past three years, the imperial court has abandoned the northern people, and the northern Han people are full of resentment. Helian Kuo took advantage of the contradiction between the Han people in the north and the south to conquer the south. As a third-class people, although the Han people in the north starved thousands of miles of people under the rule of the Yan State, they gave them ethereal hope, you see; As long as you occupy the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, you will not starve to death, you are a third-class person who is one level higher than those southerners!

In the grassland camp that stretched for dozens of miles, in a cowhide tent that could gather thousands of people, the commander Murong Xuzhong was biting the whole leg of mutton while pouring strong wine into his mouth. The huge bonfire in the middle shimmered with the wine on the bronzed pectoral muscles. On both sides, hundreds of generals of different ethnic groups in different costumes made a loud noise.

Murong Xuzhong's gaze swept all the way from Zhao Yuandao, Liu Quan, Deng Xian, Wu Shuli, Sakun, Wanyan Longxi and others: "Sakun, you take a 10,000-person cavalry team from your headquarters, two 10,000-person cavalry teams from Xiren, and Deng Xian with a team of 70,000 Han people to the south to block the Xia reinforcements. Everyone else is gone! Tomorrow the sky will be fine, and the siege will continue. ”

The sudden heavy rain caused the siege to fall halfway. Avoid the first day of the new year can not hide fifteen, wait until the sky is clear, let those two-legged sheep go to consume for a while, and the warriors of all ethnic groups will go down in one go. Occupy Xiangfan, drink the Yangtze River, and lead Alangmen to Huahua Jiangnan for a walk.

Tongbai Mountain Tongbai Canyon, the dam is built according to the mountain, pure wooden structure, two zhang high. (six meters tall in later generations).

Two years ago, the brothers Zhang Shun and Zhang Gui, who had been crisscrossing the Yangtze River Dongting for decades, were captured by Gan Feng in Chibi. After surrendering, he arranged to lead 500 water heroes into Tongbai Mountain to occupy the mountain as the king. In order to facilitate the construction of dams in the upper reaches of the Han River, he continued to do the business of robbing houses and houses. Outsiders are afraid to enter.

A month ago, Gan Feng sent a large number of craftsmen to build a barrage dam out of pure wood according to the method noted in the "Organ Chapter" in the "Minutes of the Martial Arts". After a few days of impoundment, the river overflowed the embankment.

The rain gradually stopped, and a huge mist rose from the mountains. By the bonfire on the shore, Zhang Shun, Zhang Gui and the five hundred water ghosts were mostly dressed in water on their upper bodies, shorts on their lower bodies, and barefoot. The blowing of the cold wind made their faces even harder as iron.

Just after the fifth watch, Zhang Shun shouted: "Start!" I saw more than ten big men pulling the riveting head of the mechanism connected to the dam, and there was a loud bang, the dam quickly disintegrated, the water poured down the city, and the tide two feet high rushed away like a dragon.

At the edge of the steppe military tent, there were countless bonfires, like the stars in the sky, spreading out in the distance, the water mist aggravated the inky black world, and the entire camp did not set up camp walls, reject horses, and dig trenches. The inner and outer layers are all Han soldiers, stationed in the northeast of the tribesmen, the northwest of the Hu, tall and colorful, the Xianbei iron cavalry in the middle of the camp.

Gan Feng stepped out of the darkness with a spear in his hand, Zhu Fu held a giant shield in both hands, and Fan Tianshun held a bow and followed left and right. Three thousand tiger ben followed.

At this time, there was a roar in the upper reaches of the Han River, and the first time I heard it was very far away, and it was close in two or three breaths.

At this time, the police and horns in the camp were one after another, and they quickly became one. The camp for dozens of miles was like boiling water, and it was a big mess.

Gan Feng held the gun in one hand and raised it high, and the iron cavalry behind him quickly moved closer to the middle, forming a swallow-shaped charging formation. There were only two people in the first row in front, Gan Feng and Zhu Fu, Gan Feng was in the right assault position with a gun, and Zhu Fu was guarding Gan Feng from the left with a big shield. The second row of three horsemen is tied for two zhang long horses on the left and right, and Fan Tianshun is in the middle with a bow. The third row of four horsemen was tied with two large flags in the middle. In every other row at the back, there is one more horse, and the outermost two horses are holding horses. The middle half holds a bow and crossbow, and the other half holds a long weapon, which is conducive to filling the position after the periphery is damaged.

Gan Feng kicked the stirrups with both feet, and the war horse neighed and rushed to the camp. The three thousand sharp soldiers burst out with a roar and rushed towards the 100-meter Outer Mongolian camp.

The sound of horses' hooves was like a muffled thunder in the clouds, and the earth trembled, and the sound of three thousand horsemen was enough to destroy everything.

The Gan family has four doors and thirteen rooms, and has devoted all their financial resources to the armor and cavalry equipment created with painstaking efforts, with the best war horses, the strongest soldiers, and the most ferocious weapons.

For the first time, this army fought like an invincible iron fist and slaughtered into the western camp. Everywhere they passed, the Han army of the Great Yan and the herdsmen of various grassland tribes were covered with corpses and rivers of blood.