The wind was howling and whirling across the river, and in the distance, the snow-covered walls towered like a cliff. On the river, small boats are competing to cross. For that ethereal promise, for the illusion of beauty that made them long, countless slaves of the Japanese slave country had red eyes, and desperately rowed towards the city on the other side of the river, their clothes were ragged, their hair was scattered, and only a pair of eyes like hungry wolves shone in this cold and biting cold wind.

Although the fleet was large, the small boats on it were limited after all, and the countless slaves of the Japanese slave kingdom did not get on board all of them, and they pushed each other on the deck, and in front of them were their enemies. They trampled on each other, and their hands, which had been hollowed out by opium and had become like eagle talons, grabbed the clothes of those in front of them, grabbed the hair of those in front of them, and then stepped on their bodies and jumped down into the boat on the river, because only those who arrived first could be rewarded and could continue the psychedelic life that people yearn for endlessly. So they are all crazy, and at this moment none of them are alone, but persistent beasts, with endless aggression.

The boat kept moving forward on the river, but there were more Japanese slaves who did not board the boat, so they jumped directly into the biting water, and then began to swim towards the Dawang City on the other side of the river, but the turbulent Han River water quietly swallowed them, and not even a small splash was splashed. This rushing river is a hungry beast, and these Japanese slaves are just snacks for it, no matter how many there are. All of them were taken as ordered, and the roaring river seemed to be endlessly sneering. It was like a sound of longing, hoping that more people would come to fill the hungry stomach. Li Kuan stood on the boat and looked at the heads of the Japanese slaves who disappeared one by one in the river. Without the slightest expression, in his consciousness, there was unbearability, but now his absolute reason dominated his actions, and reason told him that these Japanese slaves had no use value, and they were about to be ruthlessly abandoned like this.

"This is what cold-blooded tastes like?" Li Kuan said self-deprecatingly, although he made a decision, he still couldn't help the weak thoughts in his heart. Is this crocodile tears? But in any case, now is the most important time to conquer Goryeo. This royal city is the last hope of Goryeo, as long as this city is broken, then the resistance of the Goryeo people will become weak, and the only thing left is Pyongyang, the capital of Goryeo. So this battle, do you have to win beautifully, let these Japanese slaves be cannon fodder first, and don't have to kill them yourself, this is your greatest mercy.

Heavy snow began to fall. This night, once again, snow began to fall due to the cold Siberian air. It's just that this snow is destined to be stained red with blood, because Li Kuan came to conquer this city. We want to turn this place into an Asura field.

"Color you JJ!" The army of slaves of the Japanese slave kingdom was already close to the city wall, and on the river, riding small boats. was unarmed like this, but he rushed forward without fear of death. They didn't have the slightest siege machine, they relied on flesh and blood. Go and conquer this city, for their eyes are obscured by the smoke that rises. are all confused by the kind of things that are more exciting than the things of men and women, just to get this reward from the hands of that Tang prince. They can do anything, let alone this city, even if there is a cliff in front of them, let them jump down and get it as long as they don't die, they will not hesitate. Countless Japanese slaves who were swallowed by the river proved the truth of this, because no one could resist the temptation of the devil.

"Shoot the arrows!" At the head of the Goryeo royal fortress, a Goryeo general in leather armor was giving orders, and he was stationed on the wall against the Han River on this side, which was supposed to be the easiest errand, but now he was the first to be attacked. This qiē is so dramatic, the northern city wall, which has been hoarded with heavy troops, does not move at all, but on this river, the small boats are like crucians crossing the river, and there are probably no less than hundreds. The boats were all crowded with beggar-like people, and these people were so crazy that they rushed up with their bare hands. As soon as the boat was close to the river, they jumped straight down and ran towards the city wall in the icy water.

When the slaves of the Japanese slave country approached the city wall, they found that there was no way to go up at all, because the city wall here was a steep cliff, and there was no place to borrow the slightest strength. Is it just going to climb up like that? Everyone was frustrated. But at this moment, they heard a whistling sound over their heads, and in the midst of the whistling a crisp crash came out, and they looked up, and above their heads, spears were pierced into the city wall, like stairs.

A Japanese slave jumped straight up, grabbed a spear, and then rolled over and flipped up. The rest of the people's eyes lit up, and they climbed up like apes jumping from tree to bush. This made General Goryeo, who had never thought about it before, panic, who are these people? Datang people? But it's not like it, Datang cherishes its own army very much, and such a ragged army will definitely not be the Datang army, but like a beast. So in a hurry, the Goryeo generals could only order arrows and shoot these people on the spot.

Arrows fell from the city wall like a comet, and the powerful arrows pierced directly into the body of the slave of the Japanese slave, and then the slave of the Japanese country who was shot fell directly like a kite with a broken string. Smashed out of the snow on the ground, but it could not stop the strength and determination of the Japanese slaves to climb upward, one person fell, but two people climbed up, like the endless orangutan in a blockbuster movie, constantly attacking the city.

After all, the Goryeo soldiers on the city wall are limited, although they have already sounded the horn for help, but it will take a long time for the reinforcements to arrive, and the quiver on their bodies has been shot empty at this time, and they can only look at the black shadow of the siege that is getting closer and closer.

Under the city wall, the corpses of countless Japanese slaves have covered the ground below the city wall, like a thick carpet, and blood stains spread among the snow on the ground, dyeing the snow-white snowflakes into a crimson color. The Japanese also had fear, but at this time they had no way out, because they were calculating in their own hearts, and it would not be long before the taste of drug addiction would appear again, so it was their most urgent desire to take down the city during this time and exchange it for enough opium. The Japanese slaves had no resistance to opium, because they were already addicted to it and could never get out of this quagmire. Especially in this age of ignorance, no one knows what this thing is, and only thinks that it is an exchange with the devil.

The snow was bustling, and on the walls of the Great King City, countless Japanese slaves hung on it, like orangutans who occupied the mountains in the jungle. They kept swinging on the spears, and some of them fell and fell into a pool of bloody mud, but some of them gradually approached the city.

"Pour the oil!" The Koreans began to pour hot oil down, but when they picked up the heavy wooden barrel filled with fire oil, they found that the thing had become very light, and the oil barrel, which had been barely lifted by two soldiers, was lifted all at once, and the oil inside was gone. So the Koreans on the city wall lost their last chance to stop the Japanese people, and at this moment, a Japanese slave swayed like an ape on the last spear staircase under the city wall, and rushed towards the city wall. Then it slammed into the walls of the city with a bang, and let out a long roar like a wild beast. The Goryeo soldiers beside him lost their minds for a moment. At this moment, the Japanese slaves burst into attack, pulled out a long knife from the waist of a Goryeo soldier with a bang, and began to attack wildly.

Suddenly the city wall became chaotic, and a crazy Japanese slave attacked unscrupulously, and one by one the unsuspecting Goryeo soldiers were slashed at his hands, like chopping cabbage. But the loss of consciousness was only short-lived, and after that moment, the counterattack of the Goryeo soldiers turned the crazy slave of the Japanese slave into a hedgehog pulp, and countless spears pierced him directly in an instant, and then his body was dismembered by the knife.

But after the first Useru people came to the city, there would be a second, and third, a steady stream of Unon people began to pounce on the city, but the Goryeo soldiers were already in battle, spears in hand, holding high, waiting for these guys who came to die on the edge of the city wall.

Dawangcheng, the city lord's mansion, a small secret room, a pale young man, was lying on the bed at this time, his face was pale, without the slightest blood, coughing a few times from time to time, the corners of his mouth would be bloodstained: "Is this someone attacking the city?" The boy asked suddenly, he had heard shouts of killing in the distance. But he can't do anything now, and it should be too late to go out now: "I didn't expect the Silla people to attack in this cold winter!" "This young man is none other than Yuangai Suwen, who escaped in the last bombing by Li Kuan.

"Don't worry, Dawangcheng is the strongest city in my Goryeo Dynasty, and it will definitely be able to block all attacks!" In front of his bed, a middle-aged man was watching two servants serve the young man, the lord of the Great King City and a powerful figure in the Yuangai Suwen family.

"All attacks? Hehe......" Yuan Gai Suwen sneered, he couldn't forget it, the violent explosion before, that small city turned into a ruin in an instant, can the weapon of the Tang Dynasty be stopped? He thought about it, but shook his head miserably, this time it should be the Silla people, after all, the terrifying explosion did not come, and the Tang people would not give up using that powerful weapon! (To be continued......)