Chapter 0981. The Battle of the City Gates

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Torches stained with fierce fire oil were thrown around, the wooden barracks were ignited, the flames rose to the sky, and the Confucian soldiers in the house fled in terror, watching the Arabs wielding scimitars and killing fiercely, but the first reaction was not to resist, but to flee.

"There are Arabs!"

Looking at the fire below in amazement, after saying a word with a sigh, a stream of pus and blood gushed out from the corner of the mouth of this descendant of the Taiyuan Wang family, and a long arrow was inserted in his back.

The killing that he had never seen before happened in front of his eyes, and he still maintained the action of carrying this guy's collar, and Song Jing was stupid there.

"Be careful!"

In the next second, a soft body slammed into his stomach, causing Song Jing to fall to the ground, and then several sharp arrows slammed into the place where Song Jing's head was just now.

Finally woke up, Song Chuhe crawled towards the big gong with the alarm hanging like a madman, and several sharp arrows on his head were still ejecting, and Song Jing was crazy to stand up and smash at the big gong.

"You're crazy!"

Holding his arm, Li Ming pressed him down again. The fat body finally turned over, and looking at the sharp arrows flying above his head, Song Jing yelled anxiously again.

"I'm not crazy, hurry up and ring the gong to wake up the whole army!"

"I don't need it!"

Lying next to the lookout fence like Yao Chong, looking down, Song Jing's eyes straightened again, and in a short period of time, countless fires suddenly appeared in the huge Shiraz City, the fire was beating fiercely, and the music could hear frightened shouts.

As for the feet, the fire crackled on the dry wood, and with a bang, the huge two-story barracks collapsed to the ground, splashing sparks.

Not to mention people, pigs should have been woken up, but Song Jing saw a few people except for dozens of Arab soldiers slashing and roaring inward, and more than 2,000 Confucian soldiers, none of them resisted.

"Could it be that tonight the city will fall into our hands?"

Song Jing was really deflated and sat on the ground. However, after looking at the chaotic and noisy city below for a while, Yao Chong shook his head.

"No, the city wall hasn't fallen yet, it's just a chaos created by the Arabs, our army can't count on it, it's urgent to go to the east city gate, inform the city guards to close the city gate to guard against a surprise attack, as long as you survive tonight, tomorrow will be fine!"

Li Mingming's eyes lit up again, and when he turned around, Song Jing was gone, but he saw that the armrest was shaking on the one hand, and a dull voice came from below.

"Why don't you leave quickly, what are you waiting for!"

The thick fire swirled a large puff of black smoke, and it seemed that they were busy chasing and killing the Confucian soldiers who wanted to flee behind, dozens of Arabs all ran to the back camp, carefully climbed down from the watchtower in the central patio of the camp, and glanced left and right at no one, and Song Fat immediately ran towards the east of the city.

After only two steps, an Arab soldier burst out of the entrance of the patio unexpectedly, and the two of them happened to be full of arms, no one could have imagined it, they were stunned for a while, and they were stunned for a second, and the Arabs screamed, and the bloody scimitar was fiercely thrown down.

With a sigh in his heart, Song Fatzi hurriedly covered his head with his arms, and gritted his teeth sadly to take the latest chapter of the evolution of the mad god.

Bang~

The sound of the wind slammed past his ears, and then, some slimy liquid splashed on his face, and it took a long time for Song Jing to open his eyes tremblingly, and after a while, Song Jing immediately grabbed his throat and vomited desperately.

Half of the skull was overturned, and the Arab soldier fell to the ground with a soft step, and behind him, holding a short fire gun that was on fire, Li Ming was also sweating profusely, and he exhaled.

"Alright, there's no time to delay, let's go." With one hand pulling Song Jing, who couldn't stop vomiting, and the other hand pulling Yao Chong, whose face was green, Li Ming rushed to the dark night road outside the camp like no one.

Behind him, the barracks was still burning and crackling.

East City Gate.

"Assemble!"

In the loud roar of Captain Guo Yidu, he hurriedly walked out, and hundreds of elite soldiers from the barracks quickly rushed out, and even the guards patrolling the city wall came down with a lot of people, and formed two small phalanxes on the spacious ring road near the city gate.

"The boss is not here, the thieves have entered the city, and it is rumored that the commander will be ordered to transfer soldiers from my east gate and enter the town!"

"Sweep the streets one by one, and make sure that no thieves escape, and there will be no mercy!"

"Whoa!"

In the murderous and awe-inspiring shouts, the two teams of government soldiers followed their Captain Guo Yi and strode towards the city to suppress the thieves who dared to commit Damin.

Under the city gate, the commander of Zhichong, who was dressed in armor, was still following and didn't have time to change his clothes, and the queen Zhonglang, who was wearing a brocade robe, replied with a smile behind Ge Huan.

"General Zhonglang rest assured, with our soldiers, those Arab thieves will definitely return with their heads under the city."

"I hope so."

Ge Huan is the general of Sheng Lianshan, and he is valued, and his ancestor is Ge Rong, who led the uprising of the Six Towns during the Northern Wei Dynasty, but he has some military talents, looking at the burning city, Ge Huan frowned and said: "Dongcheng is the farthest away from the Arab bandits, so this general will transfer your officers and soldiers, but you must not underestimate the enemy, be sure to take care of this Tongtianmen!" ”

"Whoa!"

Seeing that Lieutenant Zhichong agreed, Ge Huan nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered: "This is very good, I will go to the West City Gate to inspect, and the chief manager and soldiers are outside, I hope nothing big will happen......

"Oh, humbly send off General Zhonglang!"

Under the send-off of Lieutenant Zhichong, Ge Huan rode on his war horse, and before he could lead his own soldiers to set off, in the distance, in the dark streets, three panting people who looked like government soldiers suddenly broke out.

"My lord, don't transfer troops from Dongcheng!"

Listening to the breathless and staccato voice, Ge Huan couldn't help frowning and turned back and asked, "This is the officer and soldier of that department?" At this time of curfew, why do you want to wander around? ”

"It's a Confucian soldier, right?"

With a look of disdain on his face, the Lieutenant replied disdainfully.

He nodded like this, listening to Li Ming and Song Jing neighing and shouting to be careful, Ge Huan also turned a deaf ear with contempt, and slowly ran towards the west of the city on his horse.

But at this moment, in the corner of the street, a black figure wearing a wet turban suddenly appeared, and the nomadic bow in his hand was tightly pulled.

Whoosh~ Ge Huan fell off the horse in response, with a long arrow stuck in his neck, and fell to the side of the road, and a large pool of blood suddenly flowed out, and after the concubine became a concubine, the demon venerable was captured.

The incident happened so suddenly, that even the dozen or so guards around him and the commander of Yinshan Mansion were stunned, and a moment later, from the streets on the left and right of the East City Gate, countless Arab soldiers rushed out, shouting and killing.

The spirit shivered, and the commander of the fold Chong, who suddenly woke up, immediately let out an ugly wolf howl.

"Kill the thief!"

The pro-soldiers who woke up from a dream also immediately harbored great hatred, drew their knives in their hands, and in the sound of swishing bows and arrows, the first few pro-soldiers were shot like a sieve and fell to the ground.

"Kill!"

In the roar, the horizontal knife of the commander of the fold was like a poisonous dragon out of the water, and the firelight slashed the opponent's scimitar out of his hand, and the next second it violently drew out of the neck of the Arab.

The splattered blood suddenly stained the body of the commander of the fold, it was really like beating the blood of a chicken, and the sharp blade of the serrated horizontal knife came out of the whirlwind, and the fierce commander of the fold punched into the swarming Arab soldiers, a white lightning bolt flickered up and down, but the common thing was that the blood sprayed everywhere, in a short time, he actually killed six or seven enemies alone.

However, watching the battle from a distance behind, Song Jing shouted anxiously again: "Lord Duwei, the city gate!" Shing mun! ”

Hearing this, Captain Zhichong turned his head in shock.

About 30 or so Arab ambush soldiers rushed in, but these people did not bother to fight with the guards of the city at all, desperately knocked out a passage from the army of government soldiers, and the five Arab soldiers who were mixed with blood had already killed under the city gate at this time, and the heavy axe smashed the gate.

Boom, boom, sawdust flying!

In this stunned kung fu, a left-handed wheel knife like a mad dog of an Arab Hu soldier who had just been unloaded by Lieutenant Chong Chong had half of his right arm removed from him slashed fiercely at the back of Lieutenant Chong, with a crisp click, and a bloody wound was suddenly revealed!

With a scream, he staggered to the ground, and the commander didn't even have time to fight back, he anxiously stretched out his bloody hand and shouted loudly: "Leave me alone, kill those barbarians!" ”

Listening to the heart-rending roar of his commander, the soldiers behind him immediately picked up their crossbows, stepped on the arrows and aimed at the five Arab soldiers who were still cutting the gate.

With a bang, the bolt was nailed into the leather armor, and two men collapsed to the ground.

Whoosh~ An arrow in the back of the head, and another Arab soldier fell to the ground paralyzed.

Even if it is a dead soldier, there is also a bottom line in his heart, his comrade next to him was shot to death, he was like a rabbit exposed to the eyes of a hunter, and the remaining two Arab soldiers finally collapsed in their hearts, crying and dropping their axes and fleeing to both sides.

Looking at the hardwood gate with a third left, everyone's hearts seemed to slow down a little, and the commander of the fold Chong was even more relieved, while Song Jing and the three collapsed to the ground panting.

But at this moment of relaxation, at the head of the city, the defenders suddenly went crazy and stomped down and shouted: "My lord, the enemy army, all Arabs!" ”

Before the words fell, a loud bang rang out again outside the city.

As if it had smashed into everyone's hearts, he staggered up from the ground, waved his knife and went out of the city, and the commander roared desperately, and the soldiers also rushed anxiously towards the city gate.

Bang, bang, once, twice, three times, the overwhelmed bolt of the city gate finally broke in the middle, and the heavy iron-clad city gate burst open.

Outside the city gate, the Arab soldiers holding the crashing wood retreated to both sides in panic, and at the same time, countless Arab cavalry armed with torches and horses frantically rushed to Shiraz City.

"It's over!"

The Tang Expeditionary Force

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Chapter 980. The Battle of the City Gates