"The drums, no matter how tight they are, they are so weak that they haven't eaten!"

Tian Zhen didn't know what else he could do, he looked straight at that end with his fists, as the sky became brighter and brighter, the situation on the other side was also unobstructed, it was obvious that the small team was less than a hundred people, and the Tubo people besieging them were still a black oppression, could they only watch as they were killed and wounded?

Yang pre rode on the horse and saw it more clearly, this time, I'm afraid it's really unfortunate, he really wanted to shout, thief God, why, it was so thrilling at the beginning, but now the army is a hundred steps away, but it is helpless, Gorou, how can you die here?

How can Yang He not know his son's thoughts, but now, what is the way, he patted Yang Yu's arm with a gloomy expression, but found that his son had burst into tears.

Even if the drums beat like thunder, even if the waves gathered, it was still just the last cry of the warriors.

In the midst of this confusion, they suddenly heard a murmur in their ears, a continuous "boom", as if the earth had been run over by something, and there was a faint shouting of horses, it was so obvious that even the sound of the golden drum could not hide it.

What's even more strange is that this kind of voice actually came from behind him, and Yang He turned his head with his son, and couldn't help but stay there with his mouth open, unable to recover for a long time.

On the opposite side of the river, after the Tubo people were arrayed, Xi Dongzan raised his hand solemnly: "The whole army is on the horse, and all the group and the Russian group are gathered in one place, ready to ...... the Tang people."

What to do to the Don? The words stopped at this point, and the cronies in charge of the herald did not hear what was going on, so they had to look up at him, only to see Xi Dong Zanju on the horse, looking into the distance with a dull expression, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

What kind of situation would make the always calm Dongben so out of shape?

In that direction was the place where the Tang people had attacked, and the night seemed to be driven into the clouds by the fierce fighting that took place on the ground, and only a margin was faintly revealed, and the sky-high glow covered the entire riverbank.

It's dawn!

"Push harder, faster!"

At dawn, the middle road led by Feng Changqing finally reached the side of the Poyi River, and they were mainly composed of 2,000 garrisons from Liang Zai's Pahuan Town, supplemented by more than 5,000 servants, and hundreds of craftsmen in the army.

Of course, this is not the reason for being late, but a few miles away, even if you climb, you should have climbed a long time ago.

There is only one reason, that is, among them, there are thousands of pack horses, thousands of carts carrying things, in order to pull these things to the river bank, all have to use the most primitive method, pull and push, and in order to hide the use, and unload hundreds of steps away from the river bank, one by one, before finally appearing on the battlefield, in this way, delay is inevitable.

After all, no one expected that everything would start so suddenly, and the Tubo people would do it so desperately.

Since the war drums of the Tang people covered up most of the movements, even Bian Tian Zhen and them did not find out about their arrival at the first time, and when they realized that something was wrong, those behemoths had already arrived behind them.

It's not that they are not vigilant, you know, even Feng Changqing's festival envoy honor guard didn't have time to play, how did they know who arrived.

"Tian Mazi, call your people to help."

Seeing that guy was stunned and looked stupid, Feng Changqing couldn't help but call his name directly, and this call made him sober up.

"It's ......"

You can't blame people for making a fuss, whoever it is, suddenly appeared behind him a wooden high-rise building as high as ten steps, two steps wide, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, and connected by a wooden ladder in the middle, will not be calm, not to mention, this game will move! At the bottom of them, there were four round rollers strung together of wooden shafts, pulled by the packers in front, all the way through the uneven riverbank valley, and the countless deep rut marks on the mud showed that their weight was not for the efforts of nearly 8,000 men, and the distance of hundreds of paces alone would have been difficult to cross.

Yes, this is a weapon used by the Tang people to suppress the archers at the head of the city and provide long-range support for the siege army during the siege...... Watchtower.

What surprised him even more was that such a large watchtower, along the riverbank, is one every ten or so steps, and it is impossible to see the end at all, I am afraid that there are hundreds of them?

The problem is that it is not a siege now, the Poyi River is more than a hundred steps wide, even if it is put down, it cannot be used as a bridge, just when Tian Zhen was puzzled, the watchtower closest to him had stopped.

"This is it, quick, get rid of the wooden wheel."

Yu Wensheng didn't care what they thought, he hurriedly ran forward, commanded the sergeant of the cart, first led the pack horse in front of him, and then lassoed four huge wooden wheels with ropes, each rope was pulled by dozens of sergeants, and when he was ready to stop, he shouted, and the four sides worked together, only to hear a "poof" sound, the ten-step high wooden building shook and sat on the muddy floor, shaking a large puff of smoke and dust.

"Up, up, on."

Immediately afterwards, several sergeants got in, and when they came out of the top and threw down a coil of rope, the men below immediately tied a huge crossbow machine to it, and pulled it up while shouting.

So it was, Tian Zhen thought he understood, because this kind of giant crossbow is generally set up at the head of the city, and it takes two or three people to operate it alone, with its range and power, the distance of less than two hundred steps is enough to support the Tang army on the opposite side, and it is a frontal support.

When a few iron-like crossbow arrows were sent in the same way, it strengthened his judgment even more, Tian Zhen hurriedly kicked his subordinates, and cursed in his mouth.

"Didn't you hear Zhongcheng's instructions, why don't you hurry up and help!"

He kicked and scolded, drove all his subordinates over, replaced the Chinese army who were tired and out of breath because of the cart, and even Yang He's cavalry hurriedly dismounted.

More than ten steps higher, the situation on the other side was unobstructed, and when he put down the rope and pulled up a double-bowed bed crossbow, he was already a little impatient, Gorou and they were under siege and needed his help.

When a few long iron arrows were sent up, several people immediately set up the bed crossbow, Yang Pre picked up an iron arrow and planned to load it, but he didn't expect that his hand sank, this crossbow arrow turned out to be made of all iron, I am afraid that it will not weigh a few catties!

Before he could push the iron arrow into the groove, a sergeant reached out to stop his actions: "Foreshadowing-kun, it's not like this. ”

Then, he handed over a roll of rope, this rope was much finer than the ordinary climbing rope, and it was wrapped in a layer of smooth skin, Yang Yu looked at the other party with some puzzlement, and the sergeant pointed at the iron arrow.

Yang Yu lowered his head and took a closer look, and finally saw something different.