Under the command of their respective teams, the three thousand archers of the Sui army quickly dispersed to both sides like a split wave, and a black gas rose from the camp of the Sui army, and a torrent of black pressure looked like fierce and fierce cavalry, and the iron hooves shook the earth trembling, and the direction of this torrent rushed towards the wide open city gate.

Kuzhen Tutun at the head of the city of Wengcheng also heard this sound, with his many years of experience in warfare, this must be the enemy's iron cavalry began to move, as his plan was, it seems that the Sui army has already prepared, for fear that there will be changes in the city, no infantry, directly rush into the city with cavalry, and crush the reinforcements from other city gates at the fastest speed, he laughed, slapped the battlements suddenly, and shouted: "Put it in and fight, let it come in and fight, kill all the cavalry of the Sui army, our cavalry can trample the infantry of the Sui people with iron hooves!" Archer, get me back to the wall, listen to my command, and fire the arrow as fast as you can! ”

As soon as the words fell, thousands of Turkic archers who had already been ambushed under the city tower let out a roar in unison, and rushed up to the city tower, like two gray torrents, rushing towards the city walls on both sides of the urn city, the people in the front row against the wall consciously stood on the battlements, bent their bows and arrows, and held their breath, while the people in the back row quickly rushed forward, trying to seize the outermost city wall as quickly as possible, and the anxious people thought that the corpses on the city wall were in the way, so they simply flew up and kicked straight under the city wall, Those poor scouts who were still crawling and squatting on the ground just now escaped the washing of ~ the rain of bows and arrows of the Sui army, but they did not escape the shadowless feet of their own people, and fell from the city tower screaming.

Argan is the leader of this group of scouts, and he has always relied on his extraordinary ingenuity and agility. Stand out from the scouts who are already known for their shrewdness and ability. All the way to the captain. In the rain of arrows just now, he suddenly pulled the two corpses around him as a shield, covering his body, and put a big shield on it, this trick really worked, only to hear the sound of feather arrows entering the body, and the corpses on his body twitched slightly with each shot, but none of the arrows hit his body.

Until Argan heard dense footsteps around him. Only then did he push away the corpse on his body, trying to stand up, just saw a white light into his eyes, and before he had time to breathe fresh air, he saw a stinky big foot kicking towards his body, and before he could scream, he was hit by two flying legs in front of him and one back, and he lost his balance all of a sudden, screamed miserably, and fell straight down from the city.

The walls of the city, which were about three feet high, became Argan's nightmare this time. His ass hit the ground first, then his entire back. This blow made his internal organs feel like they were about to shatter, and the bones all over his body seemed to be turned into powder, but Argan was still not dead, he felt that his neck could still twist, but the earth was shaking violently, he twisted his head to the side with difficulty, and just found that the place where he was lying was the city gate, and outside the city gate, only ten steps away from him, a group of wild cattle were bowing their heads, fighting for their hooves, with sparks on their buttocks, and sharp knives tied to their horns, rushing towards him.

There was a creepy scream in Argan's throat, from the sound of his cry vibrating from the tip of his throat to the last chapter swirling on the tip of his tongue, and in that moment, the group of fiery bulls rushed into the city gate at a gallop, leaving Argan's last memory in this world, the raised hooves, and the scarecrows in leather armor tied to the cows.

But the scene that Argan saw, Kuzhen Tutun could not see, in his position, only saw the smoke and dust, the rolling cavalry rushed into the city, because the speed was too fast, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and he couldn't see what was inside, vaguely, only saw the Sui soldiers wearing armor on the mount, and the roar of the beast from the smoke and dust below was also drowned in the earth-shaking hoof, and it was not heard at all.

Kuzhen Tutun's eyes were bloodshot, seeing that the smoke and dust had filled the entire inside of the urn city within a radius of two miles, and even the gate of the urn city was hit by something, presumably those Sui knights were smashing the door with long lances and hammers, he immediately made a decision and shouted: "Close the door, release the arrow!" ”

With the order of Kuzhen Tutun was issued, the sound of the horns of the soldiers around him was quickly transmitted to the soldiers guarding the gate in the opposite wall of the city wall, and at the same time, two red signal flags were also erected high, only to hear a heavy sound of organs in the direction of the opposite city gate, and a thousand catties of iron gates fell from the sky, and several "cavalry" who fell at the back of the team with their mounts, smashed the flesh and blood, and turned into a ball of meatloaf, and the two mournful sounds of the cow before death also entered the ears of Kuzhen Tutun.

The smile on Kuzhen Tutun's face froze, how could it be a cow's bark? Could it be that these cavalrymen who stormed the city were not cavalry? He couldn't care about guarding the city tower anymore, an arrow rushed to the battlements, half of his body lay on the battlements, looking at the situation in the urn city below, only to see that the smoke and dust were still rising, the "Sui cavalry" trapped in the urn city was still rushing left and right aimlessly, on the city walls on all sides, the arrows of the Turks rained down, like flying locusts pouring towards the smoke and dust, just now Kuzhen Tutun's order was perfectly executed, the Turkic marksmen consumed the bows and arrows in their quivers at the fastest speed, only this moment of effort, Most of them had already shot more than thirty arrows, and when they rushed up to the tower, their quiver bags were full, and now they were more than half empty.

There was a scream in the urn city, but what is surprising is that these screams are like the roar of a cow, there is no scream after a person is hit by an arrow, Kuzhen Tutun's eyes are wide, looking at the urn city of a qiē, as these running creatures are hit by arrows one by one, fall to the ground, the dust raised everywhere gradually dissipated, only to see five or six hundred cows are staggering to the east and west in a pool of blood, the scarecrow tied to the cow fell all over the ground, dozens of cattle that did not die, full of arrows, Still running aimlessly, rivers of blood were sprinkled everywhere they passed, and only the cattle-slaughtering scene of the Turkic Khan's congress once every few years could be compared with the tragic scene in this small urn city now.

But Kuzhen Tutun didn't care about these hundreds of cows at all, and now he finally understood that he was only afraid that he had been tricked. It was not the cavalry that rushed into the city of the Sui army. Rather, it is a cow with a dummy tied. The purpose is to test whether there is an ambush on his own, and his actions have clearly told the opponent that he has set up an ambush to lure the enemy into the city! Thinking of this, the cold sweat on his head began to flow down his braided hair like a stream.

Before Kuzhen Tutun could think of a countermeasure, he only heard the sound of a hundred thunderbolts falling in the distance, followed by the sound of a bowstring pulling. When he looked up, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, only to see that dozens of pounds of boulders were flying all over the sky, cruelly and mercilessly pounced on the city wall in front of him and the city walls on both sides of the urn city, and after these overwhelming boulders, round after round of bows and arrows covering the clouds and the sun, followed closely behind, pouring fiercely towards the Turkic archers who were densely scattered on the city wall.

Before Kuzhen Tutun could order a retreat, this wave of ferocious arrows fell from the rocks. Like a meteor shower, it has smashed into the city, and the Turkic archers are scattered. There was nowhere to retreat, was hit by the rain of arrows and falling rocks, and fell down the city wall in an instant, falling in the pile of cattle corpses, this round of falling stones of the Sui army, compared to the previous attack, hit more fiercely, more powerful, even the wall layer above the city gate, was hit by more than a dozen big stones, smashed open the outer wall alive, and could not wait for the more than 30 small soldiers who manipulated the city gate to go down from the dark ladder, they were hit by several big stones one after another, screaming and turning into mud on the beach.

This round of arrow stone storm came so fiercely, so fast, the entire outer wall of more than a thousand Turkic archers, almost none of them survived, the city was full of corpses smashed into flesh, blood and flesh along the inner city wall kept flowing, almost became a blood waterfall, and the city walls on both sides of the urn city were also shot to death nearly a thousand people, that is, a few minutes of effort, more than 2,000 elite Turkic archers, together with Kuzhen Tutun's plan, turned into a blur of flesh and blood.

Kuzhen Tutun's eyes were red, at least for now, the wall of the urn city where he was standing was still safe, and no bow or arrow or stone from the Sui army could cross the outer wall, pass through the urn city, and hit the position where he was standing, he quickly adjusted his mood and shouted: "Pass my order, all withdraw into the urn city, cut off the passage from the urn city to the outer wall, and prepare to defend the urn city, quickly!" ”

The archers who escaped from the city wall of the urn city quickly cut off the two suspension bridges behind them, the connection between the urn city and the outer wall is all maintained by these two suspension bridges more than two zhang wide, once it falls, even if the Sui army climbs the outer wall, it is difficult to rush directly into the urn city along this passage, which is also the best way to defend the city wall after a big defeat.

These elites of the Western Turks, after all, are well-trained, although they have suffered a great defeat, but they still quickly set up a new defense line at the head of the city of Wengcheng, but the number of people has been reduced by nearly half compared to just now, Kuzhen Tutun frowned, walked to the other side of the city wall, looked at the defense under the city, and saw that the gate of the city was already full of sandbags, and three horse fences were set up behind, but there were only more than a thousand Yiwu soldiers wearing light armor and different clothing from the Turks under the city, and they heard the screams outside, Although they didn't know the situation of the battle, they were all talking to each other, whispering, and peeking towards the city from time to time.

Kuzhen Tutun slapped the battlements and scolded: "These Yiwu soldiers, they are really unreliable, Hemur, you go to the palace to pass on my order, transfer a thousand guards, and leave only fifty people to guard the hostages of King Yiwu, quickly!" As he spoke, a wooden token quickly copied into his hand.

A herald quickly took the order, Kuzhen Tutun gritted his teeth, turned back to the direction of the urn city, looked at the city head in the distance, which had gradually disappeared, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and roared: "Sons of the wolf god, the time to prove your worth is coming, let your sharp arrows go and drink the blood of the enemy!" ”

The deafening cheers of the Turkic soldiers in his ears hit Kuzhen Tutun's eardrums, and he looked up at the yellow smoke in mid-air, shaped like a wolf's head, and said silently in his heart: "Tarim, your cavalry must break through the defense line of the Sui army, and now you are the hope of our whole army!" ”

Yiwu, East Gate, Wang Shichong smiled and looked at the head of Xicheng in the distance with a yellow smoke like a wolf's head, stretched his waist, stood up from the Hu bed, and smiled at Wei Zheng: "Xuancheng, it's time for us to attack!" ”

Wei Zheng's brows have been frowning since just now, he looked left and right, and he couldn't see the possibility of capturing this heavily defended Yiwu East City by relying on these people in his hands, and even those loose veterans didn't even have a ladder, but the people in the back row were holding some punch rods about seven or eight zhang long, Wei Zheng sighed: "Lord, it's better to think twice, our conditions here can't attack the east gate." ”

Wang Shichong smiled and waved his hand, took a small yellow flag from the herald beside him, raised it high above his head, shook it three times, and shouted in a deep voice: "Thunderbolt, attack!" ”

As soon as Wang Shichong's words fell, he saw that in the camp, a row of tents leaning against the camp gate suddenly fell in unison, and in the thirty curtains, there were clearly huge thunderbolt cars more than ten zhang high, and there were twenty or thirty soldiers busy behind each car, and more than twenty shirtless strong men shouted trumpets and pulled huge arms, while more than ten men worked together to quickly move the boulders that seemed to weigh more than 100 catties onto the force arm of the thunderbolt car, and with the sound of the operator, the force arm fell rapidly, He threw the boulder on the other side and pointed it at the East Gate Tower, which was a mile away.

The Yiwu defenders who were still laughing at the Sui army's soft bow and small stones just now, all of them couldn't laugh at this moment, seeing the black pressed stones, drawing an incredible trajectory, flying through the air, flying towards themselves, everyone's first consciousness was to run backwards, but how could it be too late, because there were not many Turkic archers here to defend, most of them were Yiwu soldiers, combat effectiveness and morale were very poor, and several lieutenants who pressed the formation took the lead in running away, and the city soon fell into chaos, huge stones with more than a dozen human bodies, Skipping the city, and slamming into the square on the inner side of the city wall, and even in the houses behind it, even the people of Yiwu, who had stayed at home, ran out of their houses one after another, and jumped all over the streets, and the city was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

A trace of cold killing intent flashed in Wang Shichong's eyes, picked up the second green order flag, and shook it three times on his head: "Archer, step forward to suppress, thirty rounds of arrow rain attack!" (To be continued......) R1292