For the archer, the bowstring hurts his fingers, and even though there are many ways to protect it, when he has experienced the battle of running around the city for several days and shooting arrows, every finger of his hand is already a shocking wound, but he cannot wear thick gloves, because then he will not feel the bowstring.

As a fierce general of the Turks, in such a limited distance, he just shoots arrows, if so, what is the difference between his value and that of an ordinary soldier.

Beside him, more soldiers were rushing up from the inner staircase to support, one of them was obviously an organized militiaman, a short man, who came up with a scimitar at some point, bowed over, sweating profusely with the barrel of his gun, looking at him with a look that almost cried—at the arrow on his shoulder.

"Brother! Brother~ What's wrong with you. ”

The brothers glanced at each other, Batu's body was extremely embarrassed, not only blood on his hands, but also blood on his shoulders, and there were spots of blood on his body, his hair was scattered, and his teeth were red plasma when he opened his mouth, and by the surrounding city walls, what was even more shocking should be a corpse that had not yet converged, and after the fat man saw it, the look of mourning on his face was even worse.

Batu took two breaths, and suddenly there was a shout of "ah", he backhanded, pulled out the arrow on his shoulder, stood up, turned around, and pulled out the longbow with a "bang", and the arrow swished out.

He stood there with his eyes fixed until he was sure that the arrow had hit someone, then he turned around and squatted down again, looked at the fat man, showed a terrifying and hideous smile, and shook his bloody fingers: "One." He said hoarsely.

As he spoke, his eyes looked towards the only point of light in the darkness in the distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "That's the general of the Han people!" I've seen him. ”

The fat man still had a mournful look on his face, but then, holding the scimitar in his hand, "No! No way! You can't go! Let's go to the tribe, sister-in-law is still waiting for you, and the child's name hasn't been chosen yet—" roared, hugging his brother who was covered in blood.

"Haha, my son, his name is Baturu! It's called Baturu! ……”

The arrow was barbed, and he pulled it out with such force that the blood vessels in his shoulders were ruptured, and the blood flowed profusely, and Batu covered his shoulders and looked at the figure of the fat man rushing past. He laughed. He then sat down by the female wall, watching the fat man rush farther and farther away, laughing strangely and abnormally, and couldn't stop: "Batu Baturu! …… Hahahahaha......ha

"Batu Baturu ~ Batu Baturu!! Baturu !! ”

The wind and snow are howling, and the walls are inside. Countless figures surged towards the city wall like ants......

Outside the wall, on the high platform, for Li Chengqian, under such a fierce bombardment and psychological pressure, this group of people can still withstand Datang's attack without collapsing, which is really a bit unexpected to him.

He sighed softly, clenched the horizontal knife in his hand several times, and looked at the small gap in the city wall from afar, watching the fierce battle. Orders are given constantly, and subsequently, more and more orders are given over and on......

"How are the other three gates doing?" On the high platform, he is now responsible for the messenger. It was Niu Jinda and Zhang Shigui, who were in charge of logistics, who heard Li Chengqian ask.

"The ladder has been erected, and after the army on this side has attacked, the pressure on that side is much less."

"Hurry up and attack the city, before dawn, you must take the city down!"

"Yes."

"Tell every soldier in the city...... If necessary, the palace does not need prisoners, and everything must be done with its own safety as the top priority......"

In the past few months of the Western Regions War, those who came to fight with the Tang people, except for some regular tribes, there were several scattered tribes, usually speaking, the scale was smaller, but most of them were stunned young people full of blood - each other at this time when the Tang people came over, the attack of not wanting to die, giving people the feeling that they were not afraid of death, loyal and martial arts, and many people in the Tang army suffered such losses.

Therefore, if it is such a cavalry, Li Chengqian will not let his subordinates spare a little effort, and it will be a disaster to keep a bunch of bloody and strong prisoners.

"Ordered the Tiele Department to give up the city's head projectile, enter the palace to assist the Tang army in the battle in the city, Erhan, Shuai 10,000 soldiers followed. The scouts expanded their search, kept a close eye on the surrounding movements, and if there was any help, they would do their best to disperse them and get them back. In addition, the places that have been occupied have been fortified tightly, and those who patrol around me have cheered me up, so that the Turks are dying and counterattacking! Li Chengqian quickly ordered, and then said, "In addition, after breaking them up, there will be no living mouths, and the corpses will be disposed of together and burned!" ”

At this time, there should still be 100,000 troops in the city, half of them are cavalry, and the rest are veterans, craftsmen, and slaves in charge of logistics.

Of course, there are others, all of them, all of whom are locked up for fun, both women and men who are slaves.

There are about 50,000 people gathered on the other side of the street, and the more than 60,000 people on his side are already a lion fighting rabbits.

Nabatu came out in the wind and snow, surrounded by running Turks, with bows and arrows in his hands, running towards his own camp, and no one would suspect anything, only think that he was a man who had lost his horse and was seriously wounded.

Iron hooves are like thunder, and the wind and snow are rolling up! The charge of the Turks, in the current era, is absolutely invincible.

Batu approached the burning platform step by step, the excitement in his eyes became more and more violent, and it was faster, only one arrow, and after thirty steps, he was sure to shoot.

He hoped that the other party would not find out, that they would not notice him.

The other party really didn't notice him, and there were people walking around him, and now no one suspected that he was an enemy soldier.

This made Batu's excitement even more obvious.

Fifteen steps! Twenty steps!

Soon! It's almost close~

Thirty steps, right now.

With arrows and bows, fingers buckled, and the slightly exposed white bones mixed with blood stained on the white feathers, becoming a little bewitching.

At this moment, Erhan's eyes skimmed, and the next moment, he took out a flag on the side, and threw it over there without looking, and the flag was danced by the wind and made a fierce sound.

"Collapse~"