Whoa!

Hearing the order, the sword and shield soldiers retreated in unison to the passage of the north wall, and the bed crossbows fixed to the battlements were also pulled along the wooden tracks.

Losing resistance overhead, the Turkic soldiers quickly climbed up, brandishing their swords and spears to kill.

The sword and shield soldiers who were waiting for the shield pushed forward in formation, allowing the opponent to collide, and did not take a step back.

Gala la la!

A familiar voice sounded, and the passage of the southern wall was flipped over, suffocating the Turkic soldiers standing on it inside the city wall.

The "T" trap returned to its original state, but the sword and shield soldiers did not immediately go back, but waited for the enemy to rush up again.

The Turkic soldiers were indeed angry, and even when they saw the big pit under their feet, they were not afraid of death and surged upward.

Seeing this scene, Yang Shuang secretly said that it was not good!

Po must know about the trap, but why didn't he stop his soldiers from charging?

It's nothing more than trying to use the corpse of a soldier to completely fill the trap!

The more than 3,000 Tuyuhun soldiers killed in the pit at noon have not yet been cleared out, and this time I don't know how many pit kills, no need to kill a few times, even if there is another time, the place with a lot of people will inevitably get stuck, and the city wall on the south side will be completely abandoned!

"Press it up!"

Yang Shuang no longer hesitated, and ordered the sword and shield soldiers to step forward together.

The shield pushed the crowd, and the Turkic soldiers who rushed up were knocked off the city wall one after another.

But when they went down, the enemy troops on the ladder were still desperately climbing up!

Suddenly, a Turkic man who was knocked back clung to the battle shield of a sword and shield soldier, and at the moment of falling, he was stunned and took away an iron shield weighing forty or fifty catties.

The next moment, before the sword and shield soldiers without the battle shield could crouch down, a feathered arrow shot out.

Burst!

When there was a vacancy in the military formation, the soldiers in the rear immediately filled it, and the sword and shield soldiers who were pierced through the chest by the feather arrows were already lying at the feet of their own people.

The two armies fought fiercely, and even if there were sorcerers to treat them, no one would have time to transport the wounded.

One, ten, hundred!

With the passage of time, the Turkic forces were greatly reduced, and Yang Shuang's side also suffered heavy losses.

The war lasted from the time of the year to the time of the child, and it quickly came to the time of ugliness!

After the people of Yangguan Ancient Road were evacuated, I don't know who forgot to take away the big rooster, as the morning star hung high, and frantically started to roar in the morning.

The morning dew, which is difficult to see all year round, falls from the sky on an early autumn morning, and is accompanied by a faint pink mist.

When the arrows ran out, the bed crossbow and trebuchet were dismantled into wooden blocks by labor and thrown as heavy objects on the wall, and the two armies, after a night of fighting, gradually broke away from the battle.

Even if the Turkic army was as high as 50,000, all of them needed to rest.

In this siege, they fought in turns, and after a night, I don't know how many rounds they were turned.

In the sea of sand, corpses were layered on top of each other, and the undead war horses let out bursts of wails.

Under the pass, sundries and minced meat are accompanied, and they are piled up one meter high!

The city walls were as red as dye, and the battlements collapsed in several pieces.

The minions who had been preparing for battle cleaned up the corpses of the sword and shield soldiers, and the laborers who took turns to rest also rushed to repair the city wall with earth and stones.

Bonfires spread all over the horizon, and the smoke rising from it blackened half the sky.

It's dawn!

Yang Shuang shook off the clumps of blood scabs on his body and exhaled deeply.

"Remaining troops!"

The guard in charge of delivering the news hurriedly stepped forward, "Report, General, our army seriously wounded 700 people last night, 458 people were killed in battle, and there are 1,794 remaining combatants!" ”

"Report! General, the mechanism of the passage of the southern city wall has been completely abandoned due to internal destruction! ”

Just then, another guard came to report.

Yang Shuang was slightly stunned, and then woke up.

In order to take the pass, the Turkic soldiers deliberately fell into a trap and cut down the parts of the mechanism before they were suffocated!

"Woo woo woo ......"

The desolate and ancient trumpet sounded again.

The Turks, who had only rested for half an hour, attacked again!

The sword and shield soldiers who were sitting, lying, or leaning against the pile of corpses hurriedly got up, and according to the orders of the commander and the team leader, they each stood by the battlement.

Yang Shuang frowned.

The Turks can take turns resting, but they can't.

If Awafa attacks all day today, it will be a big problem!

There is a soldier's soul in the body, and there is no need to care about physical strength, but fatigue driving can cause car accidents, not to mention the mentally tense war?

"Qi Guoyuan!"

"Yes, Grand Duke!"

"Change the guard!"

"Yes!"

The city wall fought all night, but the bandits slept soundly under the city, which made Qi Guoyuan very unwilling.

Hearing the order, he hurriedly ran down the city wall and brought the eager little brothers to the city wall.

They joined the Western Regions as bandits, but Yang Shuang did not treat them badly.

Although horses were lost, arrows and stone bullets were scarce, armor and swords were piled up.

These are all thanks to the head of the western Khanda, and there is also the king of Shanshan who is ready to recover Loulan's family.

After more than 2,000 bandits replaced the exhausted sword and shield soldiers, Yang Shuang hurriedly took out the soldier souls accumulated in the gray space.

Among them, there are 500 elite soldier souls and more than 1,000 ordinary soldier souls.

The former is the battle dead of their own side, and the latter is the harvest accumulated from the beginning of the buffalo ditch until now.

From this, it is not difficult to guess that the Turkic casualties have exceeded five thousand!

Woooooo

The dull horn sounded again.

The battle was like yesterday evening, but to Yang Shuang's surprise, almost everyone had blood on their faces.

Some have a scar on their faces, some have cut off their ears, and some have cut off their hair.

The most eye-catching thing is Apo, who turned his face into a red zebra crossing!

Yang Shuang swallowed saliva and self-harmed?

Looking at the blood oozing from their scars, it seems that they have just scratched.

"Eldest brother, I have heard the second uncle say that this seems to be a Turkic custom that often appears at their funerals. Or take an oath to the deceased, remembering hatred. If you can't get revenge, the more scars you carve, the more miserable you will be after death. ”

"Yang Shuang, the head of the city answers!"

As soon as Shi Da's words fell, he saw Apo riding alone and within 100 meters of the pass.

The bandits on the city walls bent their bows and arrows, ready to shoot the enemy.

Yang Shuang drank everyone and walked to the wall, "Abo, don't you know how much Lao Tzu wants to kill you?" ”

"You really want to kill me!" Apo seemed to want to laugh, and the scars on his face squirmed like a child's mouth, squeezing out a lot of blood, "However, I am alive, and maybe it will be more useful to you!" ”

"Oh?" Yang Shuang's eyes narrowed, what does this thing want to do?

"Today, you let me go north, and in the future, I will send you a sand bowl with a head!"

"Why?"

"Lend me 100,000 soldiers, and be a slave for you in this life and this life!" After Apo finished speaking, he raised his left hand high.

After the battle in the rear, the remaining more than 40,000 people dismounted and stroked their chests with their right hands.

"Revenge!"

Yang Shuang's heart was pounding, the other party's murderous style of play last night really made him a little intimidated.

I really looked away before, these more than 40,000 Turkic control strings, and everyone can be called the elite of the sword and shield soldiers.

But after more than two years of hard work and development in the Western Regions, he doesn't have 100,000 soldiers in his hands!

Besides, if there were really 100,000 soldiers, the Turks would have been wiped out long ago!

"Apo, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, Lao Tzu doesn't have so many soldiers and horses in his hands!"

"Then you let me go north, and I'll give you 20,000 war horses!"