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Compared with Nanying's easy victory, the situation in the west is extremely critical.

Since it should be understood that Nanying is the most elite Han army garrison, it is impossible for the commander of the Black Khan Army to use the south as a breakthrough.

Although the number of people attacking the southern stronghold was outnumbered, the goal was still to contain them. The real focus of the attack is still in the west.

Wang Sunsin saw this when the Black Khan people began to attack, but instead of dividing his troops to help defend the western camp, he chose to defeat his opponent as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, the result of the two sides being evenly divided is that the Black Khans will win by numbers and the stronghold will be captured.

Just as Wang Sunsin was demonstrating his breathtaking skill in the arrows, the arrow guard had already crossed the trench outside Xiying.

The speed of the sleigh transformed by the Black Khan people on the snow was beyond the expectations of the defenders. There is no time to react appropriately. And the use of sleds to cross the walled wall was unexpected by Li Quanzhong and other generals.

Before the shooters lined up on the wall could change their swords and guns, they were slashed and killed by several black sweat soldiers who jumped up first.

Screams rang out one after another, and the battle lines of the archers were out of order. Many Black Khan soldiers, who were still afraid of bows and arrows, finally found a gap at this time, flashed out from behind the arrow blocker, and took the opportunity to rush onto the wall.

There was chaos on the defensive line, and just as those Black Khan people were about to expand their advantage, a feather arrow flew from the city wall, and immediately shot down several Black Khan soldiers who rushed to the front. The Black Khan's offensive was at a halt, and the Tibetan and Uighur soldiers who were still on the wall were finally able to get out and reorganize their positions.

In the city of Moman, Wang Sunchen put a command. It is not only the soldiers and horses defending the city, but also the reserve that can mobilize support at any time.

At this time, Xizhai was in an emergency, and the reserve team immediately transferred three of them to the west side. At the head of the city, he stretched out his divine arm bow, condescendingly, and shot at the few black sweat soldiers who had just emerged.

Except for the south camp where the main force is stationed, the other barracks on several sides are wide and shallow, precisely to ensure that the defenders on the head of the city can give timely support and shooting.

However, the Black Khan's offensive was only a moment, and then it was surging again.

When the first Black Khan warrior jumped off the wall and rushed into the crowd, madly chasing and slashing the terrified Uighurs, the Black Khan soldiers who followed were so demoralized that they jumped onto the wall, even though the arrows rained down, but they could not hold the line that was gradually crumbling.

The defenders of the fortress began to retreat to the city. When there is a way out behind them, few people will choose to fight to the death.

Only the backbone of the camp, the Han army, which numbered two hundred, still stuck to the gate of the village.

Together, they slay every enemy who tried to get close to the gate with their swords and bows. As long as the gate is not lost, the only ones who can come in are the foot soldiers. There is room for redemption. Once the armoured cavalry of the Black Khan has rushed in, the defeat of the western stronghold will be difficult to reverse, and the city may be breached immediately.

What are the criteria for a strong army? It is the courage to fight and kill, it is the courage, not the weapon in the hand. Two hundred Han soldiers firmly guarded the gate of the village, like a mainstay, giving the chaotic camp a small piece of order.

The Han army was still holding on, waiting for reinforcements to arrive, but the Uighurs had run out of guts.

In the past few days, watching the Han army destroy the withering and decaying, and shoot the Black Khan army with a strong bow and crossbow, Mberek was full of pride and ambition in his heart, and he clutched the hilt of the knife every day when he went out of the tent, wanting to avenge his relatives and friends who died at the hands of the Black Khan, and went back to show off with his head.

But now the enemy was close at hand, and he could be slashed with a swing of his sword, but his hands trembled, and his feet did not obey. Carrying a knife, he stood on the snow wall and watched as the black sweat man who jumped up slashed at his two companions one by one, and then turned around and faced himself again.

The blood of his companions splattered on his face, the hideous faces of his enemies turned, and Mberek's nerves finally snapped. With a scream, he dropped his scimitar, held his head, and rolled off the snow wall.

Without going up to make up for it, or even glancing at him, the Black Khan Armor jumped off the snow wall and headed straight for the open gate.

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'Won. ’

The clairvoyant mirror almost snapped into Kashgar Geri's eye socket. But he didn't realize that the fruits of victory had already been grasped in his hands, and with a little more strength, he could hold them firmly in the palm of his hand.

Kashgari did not carry his flag. Instead, he chose to hide in the siege army in the direction of Xiying.

Under his command, the Black Khans performed far better than their comrades who attacked the southern camp.

The bravest warriors under his command, pushing the arrow blocking cart, attacked the wall, did not rush to the wall without the slightest hindrance, and in an instant they were killed in the enemy camp.

Now more and more warriors have invaded the enemy camp, and as long as they can open the gate and take the city gate again, the battle will be won. Even if he can't capture the city gate, as long as he can kill the alien servant army other than the Maqin people, the victory in this battle will be in his hands.

Without the servant army composed of most of the Uighurs and Tibetans, and only three or four thousand Maqin people, there would be no need to be afraid at all. With that number of people, even defending the city can't do it, let alone the morale to continue fighting.

In the past few days, from the arrangement of the commander of the Ma Qin people, it can be seen how low the combat effectiveness of his servant army is. General Ma Qin didn't even dare to take them to the battlefield, only letting them stay in the camp. But such a useless army of several thousand was the key to supporting the morale of Ma Qin's army.

At present, the ratio of forces between the two sides is three to one. On the defensive side, such a ratio could still win. Especially now that winter has arrived, and the danger of camping in the wilderness is getting higher and higher. Ma Qinjun will have the confidence to stick to the end.

But if they lose an alien servant army, the ratio of the two forces is ten to one. With such a disparity in proportion, how could the warriors of the Ma Qin people still maintain the confidence to win? And he besieged the city with ten times the number of troops, and the barbarian city at the end of the city, could he still not be able to capture it?

They are running out of arrows! The Maqin people even reached the point where they had to expose this secret and go to the center of the battlefield to find the arrows that could still be recovered. But what's the use of that? Unless it was the prophet 'Isa, a loaf of bread could not feed thousands of mouths. The arrows that were retrieved might be used up in a day, maybe two days, or half a day, and I would never give them a chance to go out of the city to find them again.

In the face of the enemy attacking the city, the defenders have no arrows, and the possibility of holding the city can be said to be very small.

Victory is just around the corner!

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The gates are right in front of you.

The open door seemed to invite him to step in.

Adi looked at the gates of the city where countless timid Uighur rabbits had poured in, and rushed over.

He was chosen as a pioneer, and now he is showing great bravery.

Holding a scimitar in both hands, he slashed through the enemies in front of him.

Although when the troops were dispatched, Yusup had said that as long as the camp was taken, the catapults could be used to shoot at the city.

But now that the Ma Qin people have stupidly opened the city gates, do they have to give up such an opportunity? Once you capture the gates in the chaos, you will be able to achieve the final victory.

In Adi's eyes, this honor has been sent to him by Allah, how can you not want it?

As Adi sprinted towards the city gate, more and more Black Khan soldiers followed him, and soon more than a hundred people gathered.

He gave up the pursuit and killed the Uighurs who fled everywhere in the wall, and went directly to the city gate.

As if a hot knife broke through the butter and slashed the enemies in their way, they advanced smoothly, attacked the door, passed through the not deep doorway, and finally attacked the last barbarian city.

With the doorway in check, the wall becomes useless.

But before Adi could get excited about the victory, everything in front of him stopped him.

Behind the gate of the city, there is not a wide and straight road, but a low wall that is one person high. The Uighurs who fled into the city were barricaded at the gates of the city surrounded by low walls. On the other side of the low wall, a soldier named Ma Qin with a bow and crossbow.

The only low wall that the Black Khan people did not know was the south gate, and in the east, west, and north gates, there were walls built with the masonry, tiles, and timber of the houses removed. Only one exit is left on the side of the road.

"Everybody, get down!"

"Get down on your stomach!"

At the head of the city, outside the low wall, the Ma Qin people with crossbows were shouting something vigorously, and hundreds of mouths opened their mouths to cooperate, but Adi didn't understand it at all.

They were unceremoniously shooting arrows at the panicked Uighurs, who lay on the ground one by two.

In the blink of an eye, among all the people who poured into the city, there were Adi and these black sweaters still standing.

The world suddenly fell silent, looking at the motionless crowd lying on the ground in front of him, and the cross bow behind the wall, cold sweat flowed from Adi's body.

Before he could make his next move, the long-awaited volley rang out with the clanging strings, and Adi's eyes were filled with arrows.

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From the very beginning, Wang Sunsin did not believe in the combat effectiveness of other armies other than the Han army. The virtue of the Tubo people on the Ganliang Road, he saw a lot when he attacked Liangzhou and Ganzhou. As for the Uighurs, he was full of blood debts, not to mention using them into battle, and if the war situation was not good, the Uighurs would inevitably flee or even turn back with a sword. He only believes in the people he brings out. The Han army is the most reliable force force.

Therefore, Wang Sunchen made this clear to the foreign generals without hesitation, and built a low wall like an urn city behind the east, west, and north gates—since he did not trust it, he must be prepared for the camp to be breached.

If the battle is unfavorable, they can flee the city, but they must follow orders when they enter the city, otherwise they will be greeted with strong bows and crossbows and sharp arrows that can shoot through iron armor from a distance of seventy paces.

Every alien soldier knows this. It's just that the victories that have come these days have made them all forget about it. However, when they withdrew to the city after their defeat today, both the Tibetans and the Uighurs, after being reminded by the Han army with bows and crossbows, obeyed the orders and lay down, even though the orders were in Chinese, but there were always people who could understand them, and everyone else could recall the previous orders. Only the Black Khans who had attacked the city had not yet reacted and stood still.

This is the best target, and within a few breaths, they are all hedgehogs all over the ground.

No one dared to make a move, and then the crossbow archers began to kill the Black Khan who were still hiding in the crowd. Whoever dares to stand up will shoot an arrow unceremoniously, hundreds of divine arm bows staring, and any slight movement will attract a salvo of twenty or thirty hard crossbows, along with the unlucky people around them, together with the arrows and ghosts.

After the first batch of Black Khans, the Black Khan army that rushed into the city gate was endless, but the salvos of the Han army were even more continuous. The open gates devoured all the comrades who rushed in like monsters, and the Black Khan warriors who were still in the camp outside the city finally felt that something was wrong.

They gathered themselves in front of the gates, shielding them from the arrows above their heads, but they did not dare to step inward.

The next moment, a long arrow flew out of the door, hitting the door of one of the most majestic warriors. Long arrows were shot one after another, and in an instant, seven or eight people were shot to the ground, all of them hitting the vital point.

With the rain of arrows, from the dark doorway, a cold cry came:

"Kill me!"