A smart commander should take into account all the variables on the battlefield, and then make overall plans for the use of troops and strategize. But Zhang Shenzhou has been confused by the world's achievements, and his eyes are only staring in one direction - the direction of the city gate!

"Rush!"

Countless rebels rushed into the door one after another, like moths to a fire.

"Hang a few rags and want to scare Lao Tzu? Bah! ”

Zhang Shenzhou spat out a mouthful of saliva, his eyes red: "There are only 3,000 of them in total, and it's not enough to give us a tooth sacrifice!" Wait for our 8,000 army to rush in, stabilize the position first, and the general will naturally lead the large army to follow! As long as we grab the West Xuanmen, the imperial court will be unable to return to heaven, and we will all be credited! Will a few rags stop us? He wants to be beautiful! Sons, kill Lao Tzu! ”

The road was only more than 20 meters away, and hundreds of people rushed into it, blocking it and blocking it. Seeing that the friendly troops had rushed to the city, the rebel position stopped harassing the defenders with arrows, giving the defenders a moment to breathe.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the defenders at the head of the city set up steaming iron barrels one after another and poured hot oil down against the subordinates.

"Ahhh

It was not like a terrible scream, and the rebels densely blocked under the city couldn't dodge, many people were poured on their faces, and the smell of flesh and blood being fried instantly dispersed. Many let out hoarse wails and tumbled to the ground in the rising heat until they were out of breath.

"Rush!"

The screams around him can't show Shenzhou's compassion at all, compared with the great merit in front of him, human life can only become a string of humble numbers.

"Whew!"

The faintly fluttering white cloth was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper under the sword tearing, and it could not stop the rebels' pace at all. The sunlight shone into the dark corridor along the gap split by the blade, bringing light as well as the scenery of the city.

The first to rush was a small man in his twenties.

He came from the south and had never been to the capital. But he knew that in the future, he would put on bright clothes and swagger in this Xiongcheng, which symbolized the wealth of the Tang Dynasty. With his military exploits, maybe he will soon be promoted to the team, get four or five times the current monthly salary, go to the most luxurious restaurant, and find the most beautiful girl.

The picture was so beautiful that there was a hint of intoxication on his frozen red face, as if he was drunk.

But when he tore open the curtain, he was shocked to find that between the road and the long street, there was a huge pit more than ten meters long! The bottom of the pit is densely covered with spikes more than a meter long, like the giant mouth of a monster, waiting for the prey to be sent into its belly by itself.

And he... It's the first prey!

He wanted to pause, but the huge forward momentum made him unable to control his body at all, and he was still fantasizing about what he would look like in the team's clothes in mid-air.

He was destined not to wait for that day. The pit more than five meters deep bottomed out in an instant, huge spikes pierced through the soles of his feet, and the ribs on the left side pierced out, and crimson blood gushed out in an instant. The southern child's face was full of unwillingness, he didn't have time to take a look at the scenery of Bianjing City, and his eyes had lost their vitality.

His death was only a prelude to the rout of the rebels. As the first dozen or so people rushed into the city fell into the pit, the people behind them stopped in time and stopped in front of the pit.

It is a pity that they underestimated Zhang Shenzhou's determination to attack the city, and also ignored the eagerness of the robes to make meritorious contributions.

The soldiers in front could only split the curtain that was higher than their heads, but the soldiers in the rear could not see the scene in the city at all, because of the rags hanging in the air and the heads of people moving in the corridors.

The soldiers at the city gate had to beware of the hot oil and stones falling from the sky, but they were unwilling to let others be preoccupied with the front, so they desperately pushed the backs of their compatriots in front of them. Perhaps, in their opinion, the comrades in front must have encountered the most stubborn resistance of the enemy!

You have a force, I have a force, and the rebels use practical actions to interpret what it means to push people into the fire pit. But even if the people behind know that there is a pit ahead, I am afraid that they will not give up - if the pit is filled, won't the road be smooth? Won't they be able to make meritorious contributions?

I'll take the credit, and you go first to send you to death - good brother, it's for betrayal!

"Don't push! There's a fucking pit up there! ”

Feeling the continuous strength of the rear, the people in the front row have the heart to kill. They cried and shouted with all their might, but such shouts were soon drowned out by the shouts and screams of their comrades.

Rows of people fell into the pit, and rows of people entered the corridor.

The most tragic thing is these people in Yongdao, they first tried their best to "help" their comrades-in-arms to enter the city, but when they found that the city was a death trap, they desperately pushed back, not wanting to repeat the tragic fate of their previous comrades-in-arms, but those people in the rear who had the same thoughts as themselves before did not give them a chance at all.

The soles of their feet were worn through the stone slabs, but they still approached the pit little by little, until the wooden thorns penetrated their bodies, and they still looked at the cliff with their eyes open, and made the last sound unwillingly.

"There's... Big... Pit ......"

Row after row, the rebels fell into the pit where the souls were harvested, and the blood in the pit was accumulating more and more, like an underground fountain, but this fountain was blood-red.

"What's going on? Don't push! Ask what's going on ahead! ”

Seeing that the sons and daughters were all hoarded in the corridor, Zhang Shenzhou finally realized that something was wrong. Finally quieted the troops, and when he heard the news from the front, he almost fell down in front of him.

The cunning Tang army dug a trap in the city, cutting off the road between the road and the city. I'm afraid that hundreds of people have fallen into the pit and will never be able to get out again.

After spending countless lives, he finally realized a problem.

Damn, Lao Tzu was yin!

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In the distance, Zhan Wushuang frowned.

He could clearly see his men rushing to the base of the city walls, and some of them had entered the gates.

He was so overjoyed that he was on the verge of giving the charge an order. But when the right arm was raised high, the word "charge" had reached the throat, but unexpectedly found that countless people were blocked in the corridor, unable to enter or exit.

He was curious about what was going on in the city, and Zhang Shenzhou didn't let him wait too long.

What chilled his heart was that the troops who had finally entered the city actually turned around and ran out again! And the soldiers who came out were much less than those who attacked at the beginning, I don't know how much!

What's going on?

His brow furrowed into a "Chuan" word, and he wondered what had happened to make them give up their low-hanging fruit?

He couldn't figure it out, only to see the Black Armor retreat like a tide.

It is easy to attack and difficult to retreat, and the defenders on the castle tower will certainly not miss the opportunity to beat the water dogs, and the arrows fall like raindrops, and they continue to harvest human lives like wheat harvests. What's even more tragic is that Zhan Wushuang was afraid of accidentally injuring his own army, so he didn't dare to give the order to release arrows to cover, and could only watch as one figure after another fell in the black tide.

When Zhang Shenzhou fled back with his army in embarrassment, he lost more than a third!

Looking at the abandoned corpses below, the forbidden army on the city tower cheered loudly, and the shouts of joy resounded in the sky.

Such a great victory is worthy of their pride.

When they were first given the order to rest in rotation, they only felt that the day of the destruction of the city was not far away. But they never expected that the seemingly weak Lord Tang not only guarded the city gate, but also achieved a brilliant victory! With only half the strength in his hands, he made the enemy pay such a heavy price without blood!

They finally understood why the Avengers would obey Tang An, because he had such charm and such strength.

First, the city tower stroked the qin, so it was suspicious; and then single-handedly provoke the opponent and arouse the anger of the opponent's commander. But the reality is here: there are only so many people in the city tower, do you want to come? If you don't come, won't it make people feel that tens of thousands of troops are frightened by one person?

It is precisely this that the opening and closing of the gate gives the rebels a crazy temptation to position. It is as if the drunkard has met the aged wine, and the pervert has met the peerless enchantment, and there is no resistance at all. When people who are anxious to make meritorious deeds will rush into the city in a hurry, the curtain that hides people's ears and eyes is completely intimidating.

And it was this curtain that could block the view of the enemy troops in the rear, and it covered a door of death that led to hell.

The 3,000 soldiers defending the city also cooperated with each other, assuming a defensive posture when the enemy charged, in order to teach them a painful lesson when they tried to enter the city gate and pile it under the city; When they have no choice but to withdraw their troops, they will send the final killer weapon!

Everything is unexpected, but it is under control, and it is not an exaggeration to describe this Lord Tang with turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain.

"Lord Tang! Lord Tang! Lord Tang! Lord Tang! ”

I don't know who was the first to call out Tang An's name, and the cheers were so loud that even the rebels on the opposite side could hear it clearly.

Zhan Wushuang's face was gloomy and terrifying.

If the opponent was someone else, maybe he wouldn't be so angry, but he couldn't keep calm in the face of a man who ruthlessly took away the woman he only loved.

Frustrated in love, lost on the battlefield.

The bastard on the other side in an eye-catching white dress was just a lowly subordinate back then, why would he give him for nothing again and again?

Why!

Zhan Wushuang clenched his fists hard, and his body trembled uncontrollably, like a volcano about to erupt.

Tang An, who had returned to the castle tower, was unaware of the anger of Zhan Wushuang, and in this kind of countless people raising their arms and shouting, this guy's self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

He raised his arms in the air, and the cheers stopped abruptly, and the stern military plane was as it had been in the city of Dima.

Looking at the eager faces of the soldiers, Tang An knew that confidence and fortune had returned to his side. Ji Chen sent the "little trumpet" again, Tang An smiled slightly, and said loudly: "The gate of Bianjing City is not closed, tomorrow when a banquet is held in the city, will the war general dare to come?" ”

The same words came out again, like a slap on Zhan Wushuang's face.

The rebels were in tears, but when the morale of the army was lost, no general would attack again.

The defenders of the city laughed. Some people with flexible minds even secretly recorded the method of Lord Tang pretending to be thirteen, secretly thinking that one law can be used in all laws, such an arrogant and calm, low-key ability with connotation, no little lady should be able to resist it, right?

After saying this, Tang An turned his head and left. A white dress fluttered in the wind, an elegant mess.

Ji Chen's face was full of admiration, and he threw himself to the ground for Tang An's admiration, and said with emotion: "Playing with the enemy between applause and laughter, even if Li Mu is alive, I'm afraid it's just that." Big brother, how do you feel at this time? ”

Tang An clasped his hands to his chest and shuddered: "Fuck, I'm freezing to death!" ”