Xie Baichuan is getting old, and after standing at the head of Yanmen Pass for three full days, he feels that his body is about to fall apart. Even so, the old general still stood there, standing in the most striking place. After the baptism of war, the tall big chicken behind him had already lost its original color, and even an arrow was still stuck in it, and Xie Baichuan didn't let people take it down.

All the soldiers were very tired, and for three days the coalition army continued to attack like crazy, and they no longer cared about life and death, nor did they worry about losses, and constantly rushed out of the big array, roaring and shouting towards Yanmen Pass. Like the tide of the sea, one wave does not work and another wave, and it is endless and endless. And Yanmen Pass is the seawall, no matter how turbulent the waves are, they are all stopped in front of him, so that those waves are shattered.

Taking advantage of the gap in the war, the Chinese officer hurriedly handed the kettle and a large bowl of stewed pork rice to Xie Baichuan: "General, can you eat something?" It will take a while for the wild men to come up. ”

"Have the soldiers eaten?"

"According to the general's orders, the soldiers ate in three waves, and they have all eaten."

Xie Baichuan nodded, and then began to eat. The old man has seen the most tragic war, and the old man has seen the most ferocious enemy, but the old man has never felt that his mission is so important. Although he was stationed in Daijun for 30 years and faced many bloody battles against the Xiongnu, it is a pity that there are always more brothers on the battlefield than the Huns.

While eating, he asked, "Are the supplies sufficient?" ”

The middle officer nodded: "There is still half of it, the shopkeeper Meng personally took people back to purchase, and also made a military order, and he will definitely send another 10,000 stones of grain and grass, arrows, armor, etc. within a month." ”

Xie Baichuan buried his head in eating again: "Don't say it, these businessmen in this battle make the old man look at him differently, as long as we Han people are twisted into a rope, no enemy is afraid!" Tell the merchants who are still in the city that after the battle, the old man will personally ask His Majesty for credit for them. ”

The lieutenant officer smiled: "Then don't make them happy to death!" ”

Xie Baichuan wiped his beard and took a deep breath: "This is what they deserve." ”

A little time could not add much strength, but the coalition forces rushed up again. King Xianbei and King Buyeo stood on the side of King Wuhuan on the left and right, and behind each of them was a huge military array, only the military array behind King Wuhuan was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just three days, less than one-third of the originally huge Wuhuan people were left, and they were sandwiched between Xianbei and Fuyu.

"It seems that the Han people are no longer good! At noon, 5,000 people can reach the city, and in the afternoon, another 10,000 people will be sent to reach the city! King Fuyu was triumphant, and turned his head to look at King Xianbei: "King Wuhuan has sent troops to attack for three days, and it is time to rest, the battle in the afternoon is still the king's men and horses, right?" After waiting for these days, the cubs can't bear it anymore, hahaha......"

King Wuhuan rolled his eyes and didn't speak. King Xianbei smiled: "There are not many Buyeo troops, I Xianbei can't take advantage of a few, I got Yanmen for nothing, I think it's better for us Xianbei to go first, it's really not okay to ask King Buyeo to help, how about it?" ”

"No, no, no, let's do it! There are many mountain people in our Buyeo people, climbing the mountain and climbing the city are like walking on the ground, which is just right, or we come! ”

"No, no, no, our Xianbei cavalry is brave in the world, and we are also warriors when we get off the horse, let's go and explore the way for King Fuyu first."

"Let's go first!"

"Let's go first!"

The corners of the Goguryeo king's mouth, who was watching coldly, curled: "Then go together, whoever ascends the city first will belong to whomever will have the best of both worlds?" ”

Two teams of 10,000 people, half of the Fuyu people and half of the Xianbei people, shouted and howled from two angles and rushed towards Yanmen Pass. The first to speak was naturally artillery, Xie Zichang waved the broadsword in his hand, and kept urging the brothers in the artillery battalion to load the shells into the barrels and launch them into the coalition army's formation. The cannon rumbled, but it was much sparser than at the beginning. After three days of long fighting, no matter how good the cannon barrel was, it was tormented by the heating and cooling back and forth.

The artillery was followed by a rain of arrows. Standing on a high city wall and firing a bow and arrow downwards naturally had a great advantage over the back attack of the coalition army. However, the numerical disadvantage could not be completely reversed, and in the end, the coalition forces reached the city wall smoothly after paying a heavy price. It was at this moment that the fierce battle began. Sufficient preparation is the guarantee that Yanmen Pass can persist until now, and there are war preparation materials everywhere on the entire wall, rolling wood, thunder stones, gold juice, and fire oil, as long as the soldiers pick it up and throw it down with their eyes closed, they will have a good harvest, because there are too many people underneath.

The coalition army is not bad here, the Buyeo people and the Xianbei people have watched it for three whole days, and it cannot be said that they already have a way to deal with the Han people, at least they know what the advantages and disadvantages of the Han army's weapons are. With the experience that the Wuhuan people exchanged for their lives, with their own strength, and with the confidence that they can have everything when they rush into Yanmen Pass, the soldiers of the two tribes compete with each other, and the attack is terrifying.

After the thunder bomb exploded, there would be very large smoke, and after a burst of rumbling sounds, it was impossible to see people clearly under the Yanmen Gate, but no one in the Han army could relax, because they knew that there were more wild people in the smoke and were constantly climbing up.

After Xie Baichuan cut off the head that exposed the smoke with a knife, he shouted loudly: "Sons, this is the last courage of the thieves, as long as we defeat them, we will win!" Don't let up, don't stop, keep fighting! ”

I don't know how many times I have said this, but the Han army still believed in his general again, gritted his teeth and continued to fight. The people and merchants also picked up weapons to help the soldiers defend the city together, and this battle became a battle between the Great Han State and foreign enemies, no longer the Han army but the Han people, the entire Han people.

The smoke and explosions under the Yanmen Pass never stopped, and after waiting for a full hour, he still did not see his military flag planted at the head of the Yanmen Pass. King Buyeo was a little anxious, and he began to regret the matter of fighting with King Xianbei for the attack on Yanmen Pass at noon. Although King Wuhuan used almost all of his strength to consume the Han people for three days, they still underestimated the Han people.

King Fuyu knew that his army was not the largest among the coalition forces, and he felt distressed when he lost 10,000 people, but it was too late to say anything at this time, and he only hoped that his soldiers and horses and Xianbei people could successfully take Yanmen Pass, so that his losses could be minimized. King Xianbei and King Buyeo also had the same idea, they both felt miscalculated and helpless, and the two unconsciously turned their heads to look at each other.

The king of Goguryeo was pleased. Wu Huan, the most powerful of the coalition forces, suffered the greatest losses this time, and the soldiers and horses brought by the king of Wu Huan were almost completely wiped out. This time, Buyeo and Xianbei also sent 10,000 people, as long as these people were also defeated by the Han Chinese, then his loss of 3,000 people was not a matter at all. This is what the king of Goguryeo wants, and if the Han people can be more ruthless, he will be happier to keep all the soldiers and horses of Wuhuan, Buyeo, and Xianbei here.

Xie Baichuan was a little anxious, it was impossible to die only the enemy and not his own people in a war. The three days of high-intensity fighting in a row also caused a lot of attrition of its own. Of the original 15,000 soldiers and horses, less than half are still fighting at the head of the city. However, it is gratifying to note that there are not many dead, and the injured are also properly resettled, and a large number of them can survive.

The old general had rehearsed the most tragic scene, but when it really came, he still felt a little tricky. Seeing that there are more and more thieves climbing the city wall, he has no choice but to show his last killer weapon.

"Carrying the ...... of Serial Cannons"

Even the Han army was stunned when they heard the name of the serial cannon. The power of the cannon is shocking enough, what is this serial cannon? The people of the coalition army were also stunned, and they seemed to smell a very, very, very ominous premonition from the old general's words.

"No!" Xie Zichang roared, turned around and ran down the city.

Looking at his son's resolute back, Xie Baichuan threw his cloak and roared and rushed into the enemy formation: "Suppress it, press down the thief!" ”

The long bamboo pipes, completely sealed with dirt on one side, were trapped together, and the leads extending from each bamboo pipe were like spider webs, and finally converged into an arm-thick thing. Eight big-shouldered and round-waisted soldiers shouted trumpets to carry this strange-looking thing up the city wall step by step. Everyone was stunned, this is the serial cannon in the old general's mouth?

"Get out of the way of the front!" Xie Zichang held the torch high, roared loudly, and ignited the thick fuse without waiting for the soldiers in front of him to completely push it away.

The angles of the bamboo pipes were adjusted, and the platform behind the women's wall was also set up early. Many soldiers didn't know what the platform was for, but now they finally understood. The leads burn rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally branch off from the small leads and run towards their respective bamboo pipes.

Bang, bang, bang, bang......

There was no imaginary shaking of the earth, and there was no shocking sound, only a puff of fire spewed out from the mouth of the bamboo pipe, one after another, and seventy or eighty bamboos were sprayed with tea. There were more than a dozen of these large bamboo bundles, and they were sprayed continuously for a long time, to the point that the coalition soldiers could not bear it.

When the last breath of flame erupted from the last bamboo pipe, there was a deathly silence on the battlefield, no crying, no wailing, no scolding, no wind, everything seemed to stop, only the strong smell of gunpowder smoke in the air kept shrugging people. The Yanmen Gate closed like a layer of thick fog, enveloping the entire Yanmen Pass, and even if they were face-to-face, they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

"Ah......h

The eerie silence was broken by a scream, followed by a terrible scream that frightened those who listened, goosebumps all over their bodies. One by one, the Han soldiers leaned against the female wall and looked down, hoping to see something, but unfortunately the smoke was too thick and they didn't see anything.