The thunder rolls, and the rain does not fall.

The black mist like a giant dragon constantly tumbles and collides in the air, emitting bursts of heart-rending roars.

In the lightning and thunder, the ancient city of Hecang is full of depression.

The child who woke up from his dream howled and cried, and no matter how much his parents tried to persuade him, it was to no avail.

The old horse, who got up early to replace the vigil minions, looked through the window and looked at the sky like black clouds crushing the city, and the worry in his eyes lingered.

It's not been peaceful lately!

The Turks are preparing to go south, I don't know if that group of barbarians will come to plunder, although the big leader is friendly with one of their special services, but the barbarians are barbarians after all, and they can kill fathers and sons for women, not to mention them foreigners. (Special Service: Khan's son.) The Turkic generals were called "set". ）

"Poof······

The old horse's ears trembled slightly, as if he heard some familiar voice, his eyes flashed with vigilance, and he took out a short knife and crouched between the cracks in the door, relying on the light brought by lightning to observe quietly.

He saw Ma San, who had been on patrol last night, lying on his back with a feathered arrow stuck in his forehead, and his tail feathers trembling gently with the wind.

Beside Ma San, the heads of the two guards rolled, as if they had been separated for a long time.

The old horse's pupils shrank sharply, and the enemy attacked!

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the sound he wanted in his throat.

Because, a war knife passed through the crack in the door, from top to bottom, and forcibly opened its head.

Yang Shuang was a little stunned, he really didn't expect someone to hide behind the door and peek!

Chopping through the crack in the door is a habit developed in the later generations of missions, but I didn't expect it to play a great role here.

Kawakura City is not big, it belongs to the category of warehouses, and there are not many houses. Even if the horse thief had placed his family here, it was not expanded.

Kill the unsightly horse thieves, and everything in the city is in full view, and there are a row of adobe houses that are all brushed.

The sorcerer Abba knew that Yang Shuang and the others did not believe him, and in order to vote for his name, this guy shot again and again, and after a while, all the guards in the city died.

The dark clouds in the sky condensed for a long time, but the raindrops were never dropped, and when a glimmer of dawn appeared in the east, the dense cumulus clouds gradually dissipated.

It's dawn!

The people who live in the ancient city of Hecang have not yet stepped out of their rooms when they find that this morning is exceptionally quiet.

I couldn't hear the sound of the old horse opening the city gate, and I didn't see the vigil Ma San going home to beat the children, and even the beacon guards didn't take turns to come back for dinner.

Silence, the weirdness of silence!

Widow Liu couldn't resist her curiosity and opened the door of the dilapidated house.

I saw many corpses lying in the city, all of them were very familiar, and there were a few old friends among them.

In the distance, on the high wall, stood a bald man with a hideous face and a war knife in his hand that was as red as dye.

At the gate of the city, the venerable sorcerer Abba who was said to have died at the hands of the Sui soldiers turned into a demon and wandered among the corpses to pick up weapons!

"Enemy Attack !!"

"Call it! Cry! The more miserable it is, the faster you will perish! Yang Shuang looked up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle, and his expression was quite complicated.

This is the first time he came to this world, the first time he faced up to war, and the first time he led troops independently!

Although there are only six soldiers under his command!

Abba the sniper, climbed up the city wall with two bundles of feathered arrows, found a corner, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Niu Er and Zhou Lao Wu pulled the ropes and tied up the horse thieves' families one by one, as if they were prisoners of war, making the cry louder and louder.

Wu Kun beat the horse and went away, and the direction was where the three babies were.

The city gate was suddenly opened, causing a commotion among the horse thieves' families, and an old woman with resentment in her eyes but a frightened look was let out of the city by Shi Da, riding a donkey and crying and shouting, and soon disappeared under the canopy.

More than 300 horse thieves were killed, forty-two were killed, and twenty-five were killed in the night attack, and there should be more than two hundred and fifty left!

It's an uphill battle.

But Yang Shuang was not worried about failure.

Horse thieves don't all have to ride horses, and the Turks do the same.

Forty or fifty war horses are already all the assets of this gang of thieves, and the remaining more than two hundred are nothing more than the merchants who stayed behind in the Yumen Pass of the old Han Dynasty and robbed the merchants who were preparing to smuggle away.

Even if they had a surplus of horses, they could not feed them, so they had to sell them to the Turks at a low price in exchange for their survival needs.

Branches on the sun.

A few horsemen rushed from afar, followed by two hundred chaotic foot soldiers, as if the remnants of the army were about to return.

The person at the head, with a white face and yellow beard, turned out to be a white-haired man!

Iron Slave!

Old Turks!

According to Aba, the Turks were originally Rouran iron slaves, responsible for mining ore and crafting weapons. They have snow-white skin and thick body hair. Later, Rouran was weak, the slaves rebelled, and replaced him as the overlord of the steppe, and decades ago, they merged with the yellow-skinned Tiele tribe to have the current yellow-skinned Turks.

It seems that this leader should have some status within the Turks.

No wonder you can survive in the gap between Iwu and the Turks!

The horse thief approached the ancient city of Hecang and did not stop, and the foot soldiers carried three long ladders and directly chose to attack the city.

The corners of Yang Shuang's mouth curled, and the polyglossal woman who let go work!

Among the minions who attacked and killed in the early morning, there was her son, and in order to take revenge, how could she not add fuel and vinegar in front of the leader of the horse thieves? What's more, there are only six of them.

There were many arrows flying under the city, wanting to suppress Yang Shuang and others.

The wooden ladder was erected immediately afterward, and more than a hundred minions shouted to the sky and the earth, and quickly climbed up against the wooden shields.

In the city, Niu Er and Lao Wu, who were guarding the horse thief's family, received a signal from the city and locked the crowd in the adobe house to prevent the stray arrows from being injured by mistake, but they attracted a burst of mournful shouts.

Aba, who was hiding in a corner of the city wall, flicked his fingers quickly, and flew towards the horse thief who was climbing the long ladder with arrows, and in less than a moment, six or seven people had been severely injured.

Yang Shuang and Shi Da did not overturn the long ladder, but held their shields high and stood quietly beside them, and anyone who had a head was either blown away by the war knife or directly swept off by the mace.

Withstand a wave of attacks, and this siege battle will be won!

Although there were more than two hundred enemies, the three of them defended it with great ease.

The leader of the horse thieves did not seem to be in a hurry, and when he saw the heavy losses of his minions, he was not angry, but his face became more and more happy.

Cannon fodder!

The two faces were clearly visible, and Yang Shuang suddenly understood what the other party was thinking.

Let the first batch of horse thieves besieging the city consume their arrows and strength, and then the main force will take the ancient city of Hecang in one go.

As the leader of the horse thieves, it is impossible not to be outstanding.

Six people must have some ability to take down the ancient city defended by more than 20 people, and perhaps, he now suspects that he is the culprit who killed more than 40 horse thieves!

"Lay down your arms and surrender, General Ben guarantees the lives of your family!"

Yang Shuang noticed that more than 30 siege minions had been seriously injured, reaching the 10% collapse threshold mentioned by a forum.

Who knows, what ushered in was not kneeling and begging for mercy, but a rain of arrows.

"Woohoo ·········"

This voice not only had no effect, but aroused all kinds of courage among the minions.

The wounded and fallen screamed for a long time, but listening to the terrible cries in the city, they gritted their teeth and climbed up again.

Ten people? Twenty? Or thirty?

Yang Shuang couldn't remember how many minions died under the knife, but he was engrossed in dodging the stray arrows and slashing with the knife.

The plan to subdue the horse thief for his own use has come to naught, and the only thing to do now is to kill!

When the first batch of minions were completely stabbed, the leader of the horse thieves saw that the arrows in the castle were no longer firing, and the weapons of the two strong men seemed to be worn out, so he immediately took out the ring-headed machete, and ordered the elite who were waiting to save their families to step forward.

The offensive and defensive battle of the ancient city of Hecang has entered the final stage!

However, just as the leader of the horse thieves wanted to take the lead and rush forward, a cloud of smoke suddenly rose from under the eastern sky.