The team of the Qi army was about 5,000 people, and they flocked to the east gate of Chang'an City like a swarm. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"The whole army obeys the order!" Li Zhong raised his right arm and looked at the Qi army that was constantly coming.

"Archer prepare!" The Qi army was only about 500 meters away from Chang'an City.

"Put!" Li Zhong's raised arm waved down heavily.

Brush Brush Brush Brush ......

There were so many arrows that they rushed towards the attacking Qi army.

The Qi army was numerous, and in the face of the arrows of the whole world, they raised their shields one after another.

The sound of clanging was endless, and the sound of screams was added to it. There were many Qi soldiers, and although they were damaged, most of the soldiers still rushed to the foot of Chang'an City.

"Set up a ladder."

"Siege team, hit the door!"

"Everyone, rush!"

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The generals of the Qi army under the city wall kept giving orders, and the sound of knocking on the door kept remembering, and the Qi army with ghost screams set up a cloud ladder and kept pouring towards the city wall.

"Roll the wood and prepare for it!" Li Zhong looked at the Qi army that had already attacked the city and ordered.

Huge logs and rolling stones were constantly thrown from the city tower by the soldiers, and the besieging soldiers were constantly smashed and fell under the city. These soldiers were either thrown to death or trampled to death by the soldiers below, and the screams continued.

"Chong, there are many of us, as long as we attack the mountain wall, the victory will be ours." The frightened Tang Kuohu stood in the distance, surrounded by guards, roaring and giving orders.

The Qi army was even more crazy, they were not afraid of death to hit the city gate, and frantically climbed the city wall along the ladder.

"Fire oil ready!" Li Zhong changed his order again.

This time, it was the soldiers who lit several cauldrons filled with fire oil that stood on the walls and poured them down the walls.

Ahh......hhh

A series of screams rang out.

Zhao Shuo looked at the tragic situation under the city and retched for a while, but after vomiting, he still watched intently. He knew that he had to be familiar with, accept, and get used to this tragic situation, because what he would face in the future would probably be even worse than this one.

Li Zhong's series of attacks, the Qi army lost about seven or eight hundred people, but Tang Kuohu obviously had no intention of withdrawing. He firmly believed that as long as he climbed the city wall, the outnumbered Qi army would be victorious, and when the time came, the credit for capturing Chang'an would be his. If he can take Zhao Shuo, then when he returns to Daqi, he will definitely be crowned a marquis and pay homage to the prime minister.

"Don't be afraid, take the city wall, and the victory will be ours." Tang Kuohu roared. "The first to climb the city wall will be rewarded with 5,000 silver, and he will be added to the rank of knight."

This was another dose of strengthening, and the somewhat depressed Qi army once again erupted with crazy combat effectiveness.

"Archers, release your sword and hold down the rebels in the city." Tang Kuohu made a killer move.

The archers under the walls continued to fire arrows and attacked the troops on the walls, and both sides suffered damage to each other, but the Qi army was more than twice as numerous as the defenders. If this continues, the city walls are in danger.

"Soldiers, the time has come for us to be faithful." Li Zhong pulled out the sword at his waist. "Prepare for a white-knuckle battle, and never let go of any enemy army."

Li Zhong is already preparing for a white-knuckle battle, and he wants to defend his honor with his life, which is not what Zhao Shuo wants to see.

He stretched out his hand and called Ling Yun. "Lingyun, take your people and go and gather these little cannonballs that don't need fools to this king."

Ling Yun nodded, and took the cat to run errands.

The small cannonballs assigned by Liu Zheng, the soldiers guarding the east gate did not take them seriously, but just regarded them as ordinary weapons.

Most of the soldiers chose to put them aside, while some of the people who wanted to try them out were thrown away as secret weapons. The result can be imagined, except for smashing the Qi soldiers, it did not have any effect.

Ling Yun's speed was very fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he had concentrated all the small cannonballs.

Zhao Shuo gave more than 1,000 pieces to Dongmen at that time, and now there are about 700 of them gathered around Zhao Shuo, that is to say, almost 300 small cannonballs were thrown out by Li Zhong's team as a 'hidden weapon'.

Zhao Shuo was distressed for a while, but he was helpless at the moment, after all, things had already happened, and they couldn't be changed.

Opening the fire fold he carried with him and lighting a small cannonball, Zhao Shuo raised his hand slightly, and the small cannonball slid down the city wall.

Bang~!

A loud bang, followed by a scream. Zhao Shuo's ears were ringing unconsciously, and the city walls seemed to shake.

"I'll go, it's so powerful." Zhao Shuo complained, then looked at Ling Yun. "You're doing a good job, the modification is getting more and more powerful."

"It's all taught by the prince." Ling Yun shook his somewhat confused head and said with a smile.

"Come, throw it for me." Zhao Shuo pointed to the small cannonball and said to Ling Yun with a smile.

"Yes!" Ling Yun saluted and took out a fire fold.

"You're familiar with this little cannonball, and you're here to help!" After Ling Yun started throwing small cannonballs, Zhao Shuo said to the 'musket team' of more than a dozen people brought by Ling Yun.

These dozen or so people all followed Ling Yun to make small cannonballs, and they knew this small cannonball very well.

With the help of more than a dozen people, there seemed to be more than a dozen artillery pieces on the city wall at once.

Bang bang......

Small cannonballs were constantly thrown off the city wall, and the sound was continuous, heading straight into the sky. The Qi army besieging the city was about to climb the city wall, but as a result, a black ball fell, and they were knocked down the ladder one after another, with severed limbs and stumps flying everywhere, and ghosts, foxes, and wolves howling and screaming.

"Damn, what the hell is that, how can it be so powerful?" Tang Kuohu, who was watching the battle from a distance, originally thought that the victory was in his hands, but in a blink of an eye, the Qi army had already lost most of it.

"Withdraw, withdraw!" Tang Kuohu knew that it was impossible to take Chang'an City this time, as long as he reluctantly issued the general order to retreat.

Tang Kuohu now just wants to leave some soldiers alive to alleviate his sins. However, he still thought too well.

The useless cannonballs that were thrown down by the guards of the city at the beginning were rekindled in the continuous explosion of the small cannonballs thrown by Zhao Shuo and others.

At this moment, what was originally a single explosion turned into a continuous explosion, and the soldiers who were originally missing arms and legs or fainted and could still survive could only leave this world with pain and unwilling wails in the continuous explosions.

After a series of explosions ended, the sand and rocks filled the sky, and more than 5,000 people from the vanguard of the menacing Qi army turned into corpses everywhere in front of the east gate of Chang'an City.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Kuohu was dumbfounded, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, he fled with more than a hundred guards around him.

At this time, Li Zhong on the city wall also had a wide open mouth and an expression of disbelief. He really couldn't imagine that this black ball that Zhao Shuo gave him had such a powerful power.

Zhao Shuo glanced at the miserable situation under the city wall, and then looked at Tang Kuohu who had fled, in addition to joy, there was also a little loss in his heart. (To be continued.) )