Li Mi felt that as long as he gave himself enough time, the eastern capital would fall into his hands sooner or later, but Yang Guang obviously did not plan to do what he wanted, in addition to the Xingyang army, there were tens of thousands of reinforcements on the way. This forced Li Mi to change his plan of besieging but not attacking, and even took the risk of mobilizing most of the forces of the Wagang army in an attempt to do his best in a battle.

He never thought that his plan would be discovered, after all, there were only a few people who knew his plan, and the eight thousand soldiers who were quietly waiting in the dark night of Nancheng were the only ones Meng Rang knew what to do tonight. And those people in Dongcheng really thought that their task was to forcibly break through the city gate and then loot Luoyang.

Li Mi looked up at the night, and felt that the time had come, so he raised his hand, and a random drum beat resounded through the sky.

Meng Rang had been waiting for a long time on the horse, he heard the sound of the drum, squinted his eyes and licked his dry lips, revealing a bloodthirsty expression, and ordered: "The whole army is galloping, take the thick load gate!" ”

The Houzaimun Gate is the westernmost gate of the southern city, and it is naturally the farthest away from the eastern city, and Meng Rang is very confident that the 8,000 soldiers behind him can capture the Houzaimun before the reinforcements from the other gates arrive, because these people have followed him since a long time ago, and they are almost invincible. Especially in the last sneak attack, the fire lit by these 8,000 people burned for a whole day and two nights.

As the drums sounded, the battle in Dongcheng became more and more intense, Li Mi's face was very calm, but his hands trembled slightly, he didn't care about the sound from Dongcheng, but looked in the direction of Nancheng with anticipation. War is killing, and begging for the Buddha's blessing at this time would seem somewhat hypocritical, and Li Mi never believed in the so-called compassion of those monks.

Thinking that Luoyang was finally going to fall into his hands, thinking that the palace of His Majesty, who looked down on him at a young age, would be allowed to gallop on his horse, Li Mi's face showed a smile.

The Wagang thieves, who were familiar with the water, had already sneaked into the moat, and they built a pontoon bridge for Meng Rang's army, and some people took advantage of the night to quietly come to the Houzai Gate and clear many undue obstacles. The soldiers on the thick gate were talking about the war in the eastern city, and did not notice the devil in the night.

There was no stone throwing cart, no ladder climbing, the soldiers under the command of Meng Rang, carrying the simplest escalator and holding the most ordinary grappling hook in their hands, approached the city wall step by step.

When the soldiers defending the city found out that the enemy was attacking, Meng Rang's army was only more than forty steps away from the city gate, which was enough for Meng Rang. The sound of the rescue drum on the city wall was more like the mournful cry of the enemy before death, and it fell into Meng Rang's ears like a fairy sound.

There were very few defenders of Houzaimen, and Meng Rang never doubted this, because this was what Li Mi, the Duke of Wei, told him.

Wei Gong had no last resort, he said that when attacking the city, the defenders of Houzaimun would not exceed a thousand, and it would definitely not be a thousand and one people, let alone more.

The escalators were set up on the walls, the grappling hooks were stuck in the battlements, and the archers watched the city with all their attention, but whenever anyone showed up, several arrows came to greet them, often with the result of stirring up a few splashes of blood and leaving behind a corpse that had been shot into a hedgehog, and then the archer drew an arrow from the quiver and repeated the previous action.

"It's boring." Meng Rang sneered and roared: "Brothers, be quick, women and money are waiting for you!" ”

Thinking of the fair-skinned women in Luoyang City, and thinking that any household could scavenge a lot of soft white money, the thief army that climbed the city moved faster, and even if someone fell from the side, it couldn't attract them to take a second look.

Meng Rang is no longer the leader of the bandits, he now has an identity and status, and he will naturally cherish his life more, so he still rode on a horse and slowly walked towards the city gate with his personal guards.

The tile thieves had already stormed the city walls, hundreds of people facing thousands, and the city could not be defended at all. But in the face of an enemy army several times larger than themselves, no one surrendered, and no one was afraid, because they were the Xingyang Army, a soldier who served under Zhang Xutuo, and even the one who had snatched mutton to eat with Lord Tongshou a few days ago.

The soldiers of the Xingyang Army are indeed very brave, and the Wagang thieves deeply felt this, so with a trace of respect, they slashed the soldiers of the Xingyang Army one by one, and the five hundred people were less than half an hour, and there were only more than three hundred people left.

"Brothers, guard the gates!" A bloodied general knew that the city wall could no longer be defended, and fighting on the city wall would not benefit his side, so he shouted suddenly, and then was cut down by several tile thieves, fell to the ground, convulsed, and finally closed his eyes unwillingly. He had done his best, but he was tired, and he just wanted to sleep quietly.

But before he could fall asleep, someone slashed his neck, then picked up his head and hung it around his waist.

The rest of the soldiers did not have time to grieve, but they understood what the general meant, and fought with great difficulty to the city, and rushed to the inside of the city gate, with their backs against the city gate. They knew that the Houzaimun would be lost, but they wanted to buy a little more time so that the reinforcements could recapture the Houzaimun before the Wagang Bandit army arrived.

Under the city tower is an arched cave, even if there are thousands of thieves in the tile gang, it is impossible to enter at the same time, which makes the soldiers of the Xingyang army no longer worry about the enemy on their backs, and look at the front with a solemn face.

The soldiers of the first row died, the soldiers of the second row met them, and then the third row

When the soldiers in the third row thought that they would soon die, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, of course they understood what this sound of horses' hooves meant, and the strong desire to survive made them seem to have inexhaustible strength, and the weapons in their hands tightened.

The soldiers of the Wagang thieves began to get nervous, and their eyes turned to the direction of the sound of horses' hooves, and then in the firelight they saw an ugly man riding a red horse, followed by an unknown number of cavalry, to their despair, the archers were still outside the city, and no one could stop the cavalry of the court from approaching them.

"Shoot the arrows!" Li Xuanba's voice was indifferent, colder than his face.

Two thousand arrows rained down like a torrential rain, and some of the thieves waved their weapons indiscriminately, some squeezed into the arches, and some jumped from the city walls, preferring to be seriously wounded rather than killed. As Li Xuanba said, they want a better life, and at the same time, they have become more afraid of death.

The cavalry is naturally the nemesis of the infantry, maybe these people under Meng Rang are very fierce, but the cavalry they face is also the two thousand cavalry that Li Xuanba has high hopes for. With a single charge, they scattered the 3,000-kilowatt gang thieves who entered the city, and then they continued to reap their lives.

There were more and more people kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy, Li Xuanba calmly ordered them to gather together, and only a few people shouted: "Manager Meng, go quickly!" Before the words fell, the head of the person flew high, and his eyes crossed the city wall, and he saw that Meng Rang and the others had retreated.

When all the recalcitrant people were killed, Li Xuanba glanced at the Wagang thieves who had been confiscated and knelt on the ground, and said casually: "For the sake of the dead soldiers, kill them all." Then he didn't look at it again, and let the surviving Xingyang soldiers open the city gate.

When the city gate was opened, the two thousand watt gang thieves had all been ambushed, Li Xuanba rushed out of the city without saying a word, and Pei Yuanqing followed with two thousand cavalry.