If he could turn back time, Zhang Yuan would not hesitate to drive into the Turgish people and fight side by side with his son.

Zhang Yuan watched his son, who had been badly injured, tragically and bravely standing in front of the iron hooves of the Turgi Shiren, blocking the footsteps of the Turgi Shiren with his flesh and blood. The scene of his son splashing blood and rolling in the air deeply stimulated Zhang Yuan. A bloody passion surged into Zhang Yuan's head, his eyes were red, he never knew that he could be so brave.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Zhang Yuan frantically waved the whip in his hand, hit the ox buttocks fiercely, and rushed straight towards the side of the Turgish cavalry who were quickly entering through the city gate.

Hatred has taken possession of Zhang Yuan's body, he wants to cut off the torrent of iron horses of the Tuqi Shi people, and he wants to prove with his actions that Zhang Yuan, like his son, is an iron-clad man.

The two ox carts behind Zhang Yuan hesitated, not daring to follow the death charge. The two men who once laughed at Zhang Yuan's cowardice and cowardice watched Zhang Yuan's instantaneous transformation in disbelief.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, at the junction between the passage of the city gate and the city, the stumps flew and blood mist sprayed. The struck turk flew sideways in the air, slammed into the galloping horse on its left, bounced back, and then collided with the inertial forward bullock. The horse on the left side lost its balance and stumbled to its knees during the run, stumbling over a large area.

Zhang Yuan's bully, after knocking a war horse into the air, was then hit by the war horse that rushed out, and the carriage was also overturned by the powerful kinetic energy, and several wooden barrels filled with hot water flew into the air. One of the buckets of hot water hit one of the cavalrymen who had entered the city, knocking him off his horse, and the hot water made the cavalryman scream and roll on the ground. Zhang Yuan broke his legs and lay in the midst of blood, smiling sadly until the chaotic hooves of the horse trampled him into flesh......

At the impact point of the city gate passage, people turned over on their backs, broken limbs and wreckage, a mess, more than a dozen war horses intertwined and crouched on the ground, and the torrent of iron horses that were entering the city was suddenly cut off by a half-human high corpse mountain.

The Turks wasted a little time to clear the way, although it was not long, but it was enough time for both the attackers and defenders to upset the balance and change the outcome of the outcome.

No one would have thought that the Turgish would launch a night attack, and no one would have thought that the Turgish would choose the South Gate as the target of the sneak attack.

When he was attacked from the south gate, Li Huaitang knew that he had made an unforgivable low-level mistake.

The first is that the deployment of defensive forces is very problematic, and the darkness and chaos also lead to the slow reinforcement. The second is that it did not play a role in raising the vigilance of subordinates. The great victory the day before yesterday and the weakness of the Tuqi Shi people paralyzed everyone's will, coupled with the fatigue of the battle, the accumulation of various factors, so that the city of Qishi almost fell into a situation of no return.

Li Huaitang hurriedly led hundreds of cavalry to rush to the south gate, and at this time, there were already hundreds of cavalry rushing onto the Nancheng Avenue.

There is no showmanship, and the two sides are bumping into life and death as soon as they come up, either knocking each other down or cutting off each other's heads before being killed by the other party.

As soon as Li Huaitang came up, he rushed and struck hard, and cut the three cavalry cavalry with knives in two in a row with extremely fierce ferocity, and one of his scimitars was dyed red, and there was an obvious collapse at the edge of the knife.

"Butcher!"

Through the flickering firelight, the Trolls who poured into the city noticed an invincible killing god, and someone remembered, that is, the murderer who killed the leader of the Blood Bear Riders, the crocodile, their nightmare, the butcher of General Shi Guo!

In the face of the strong prestige, the turks who rushed into the city did not dare to take advantage of it, and they all subconsciously took the initiative to dodge.

The morale was inflatable, and taking advantage of the opportunity, the red camel ride from the heel played a huge role. The obviously tall camels had a great advantage in the collision, and with the sharp Damascus scimitar, the Turgish people suddenly suffered a big loss on the relatively narrow street battlefield with no room for maneuver.

The lieutenant general Shahu, who was in the lead, knocked down the two horses of the Turgish people in succession, and then fiercely split a Turgish knight on his side into four with a knife, and the Turgish people retreated in defeat.

The depressed Tircha cavalry found that in the collision, most of the people who turned on their backs were on their own side, even if they were not hit, in the process of slashing each other, their own scimitars were cut in two without exception, and their bodies were broken in two at the same time. On the way to the city of begging history, there were rumors that the cavalry of Shi Guo were all armed with a Damascus scimitar, and it seems that the rumors are correct.

The Red Camel Rider led by the Black Tower marched forward bravely, ruthlessly slashing at all enemies in front of them. The Turkey cavalry that broke into the city ran into a hard bone and suffered heavy casualties, and the reinforcements behind them were unable to provide support for a while, and the Turkey cavalry that rushed into the city were either eliminated or compressed into the front of the passage that had just entered the city.

Perhaps the people who came up from behind could not see the god-killing butcher, or perhaps they had lost their way out, but the Turgish were aroused to resist, and the battle was fiercely stalemate at the entrance to the city gate, where the two sides engaged in a brutal battle.

The corpses in front of the passage of the city gate had been cleared, and the black passage was constantly pouring out of the fierce and vicious turkey cavalry.

Seeing more and more turquoise cavalry rushing into the city, Li Huaitang couldn't wait to turn into three heads and six arms, and suddenly, an idea floated in his mind.

"Shoot the arrows, let me release the arrows, and block them all at the entrance of the passage!"

The knights behind him were reminded and came to their senses, took out their horned bows, and threw their feathered arrows at the Turgish cavalry that swarmed out from the entrance of the passage, and the feathered arrows gradually intensified, forming a rain curtain.

There were more and more turks who fell from their horses with arrows, and they fell to the ground together with the wounded horses, tripping the cavalry rushing behind them.

The flame of hope that had just been restored was once again ruthlessly extinguished.

"Damn, rush me, rush, kill!"

At the gate of the city, there was a hoarse shout of Que Yinan.

A puff of smoke drifted out of the passage of the city gate, completely destroying Que Yi's hope. There was a commotion among the cavalrymen in the passage, and a panic spread uncontrollably.

"Fire?"

It's so shameless to attack with fire!

Que Yi, who was deeply shocked, lowered his exaggerated raised right hand in despair, he knew that no matter how hard he tried to stir up emotions, tonight's defeat was already doomed. The cavalry of the brigade was densely packed in the passage, and if the fire increased, the cavalry inside would be smoked to death.

Que Yi Nanru unwillingly gave the order to retreat, such as the amnesty cavalry turned around and ran, and the Turgish warriors who were abandoned in the city and at the head of the city quickly lost the courage to fight, and were chopped into meat sauce by the defenders who surrounded and suppressed.

Gu Si felt very lucky, fortunately he didn't take the lead by himself, otherwise that loss, I don't want to think about it, I'm afraid when I think about it. Allies, were you lucky, or were you too fierce?

The night attack of the Turgish, which left behind more than 500 corpses, ended in a hurry.

Seeing that the number of torches at the head of the city of Qishi had increased, and the movement was obvious, the infantry in the Turgish battalion rushed to support as promised, but in front of the defenders who were waiting for the battle, they retreated back in disgrace.

In this battle, there was no winner, and both sides suffered heavy losses.