When I woke up in the morning, it was not yet dawn. The embers in the charcoal basin dimmed, gilding the helmets and armor beside the bed with a pale pink glow. It feels very warm, like family affection in a dream. Li Yuan turned over hard, not wanting to get out of the quilt too quickly. The inspiration that popped up in the middle of last night's dream is evocative, but it is still very difficult to predict whether the reality will be as beautiful as a dream.

Messy footsteps were already heard outside, mixed with people shouting and neighing. There was a hoarse wail from a vehicle running over the ice. The attack would begin after sunrise, and Li Yuan suddenly remembered his agreement with the soldiers yesterday. He jumped to his feet quickly and reached for his armor. The concubine who slept beside him also quickly rolled out of bed and stood barefoot on the ground to help the master buckle and crown. Li Yuan gasped and lowered his head, and saw ten pink toes as red as beans!

This concubine snatched from Jinyang Palace was only seventeen years old, a little clumsy, but innocent and cute. Li Yuan has reached the age where he needs to use a young woman's body to set off his still strong, so he is very accommodating to his concubines. Robbing money, land, and women, he remembered Pei Lian's words again. To some extent, Pei Lin is not overly speaking. It seems that men fight for these things all their lives, and they start fighting until they are sixty or seventy years old when they are teenagers, and they will never be satisfied.

"Please Tang Gong will order the general!" Pei Lian's voice came from outside the tent, sounding very serious. This is the advantage of this person, who always knows how to maintain respect for the superior in front of everyone. When Li Yuan needs it, he will change his appearance at any time.

"Beat the drums!" Li Yuan lowered his voice, shouted, and then walked out of the tent quickly. I took a breath of the crisp north wind and tried to shake off the tiredness. Surrounded by the guards, he pressed the horizontal knife at his waist in his hand and strode towards the Chinese army that was showing its silhouette little by little in the morning light.

The weather was very cold, but the enthusiasm of the soldiers was like fire. Especially some veterans who have followed the Li family for many years, with excitement on their faces that they have never had before. Everyone's armor and shields seemed to have been wiped overnight, reflecting the cold flames. For example, Lin Chang's lance was held high in his hand by the children, and the lance more than three feet long was so cold that it was dazzling. Seeing Li Yuan walking past him, the brothers all took the initiative to stand solemnly, their eyes full of respect and worship from the heart.

The other soldiers and horses who joined the Li family halfway were obviously not as high-quality as the Taiyuan veterans. They were running around in the east and west, as if they were rushing to a big market. It's just that instead of egg baskets and steamed bun cakes, I carry wooden guns and knives. Many bandit-turned-rebels hurried past with carts two people high, and the carports were covered with mud frozen by the cold wind. The frozen mud was as cold and hard as steel, and even if a strong crossbow was fired, it would usually only shoot a white mark. It was a very simple siege weapon, but it was effective in defending soldiers against bow and arrow strikes.

"Tang Gong!" "Tang Gong!" The bandit-turned-soldiers did not know etiquette, and showed their respect with a heat wave of cheers. Li Yuan hugged his fists around, kind and noble. He reveled in this enthusiasm, like drinking alcohol.

With a little drunkenness, Li Yuan summoned all the generals. He raised the order flag with his own hands and announced the official launch of the final blow to Chang'an City. Then, amid a warm cheer, he stepped on his horse and led the Chinese army around the east of Chang'an City. That was the point of attack he had chosen for himself, and Li Yuan firmly believed that his skills were not inferior to those of any young man.

When the first rays of sunlight hit the city, the first powerful crossbow whistled down. After holding out for more than ten days, the defenders, who had become frightened birds, immediately jumped up and stumbled towards the blue-brown battlements. The blue-brown battlements soon turned red again, the old bloodstains were shot away by the feathered arrows, and the new bloodstains were re-covered on the cold surface of the bricks, solidified, frozen, and bright and picturesque in the sun.

"Blow the horn!" Li Yuan pulled out his horizontal knife and swung forward vigorously. "Woo-woo-woo-woo" The mournful sound of the horn resounded through the field. The morning mist that swirled between the fields and the treetops in the distance was immediately dispersed by the sound of horns, and large beams of sunlight shot down through the cracks in the clouds, accompanied by feathered arrows. Under the blue sky, there are constantly horn sounds, such as a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning, like a wind piercing through the wall. Li Yuan felt that the blood in his body was burning, and he shouted angrily and raised his knife forward. A few personal guards blocked his way very unceremoniously, using their bodies to form an impassable barrier.

"You don't need Lord Tang to do it yourself!" Pei Lin comforted him very thoughtfully, quickly waved the corner flag, and ordered Li Anyuan to lead the army into battle. In the blink of an eye, the sound of the horn was replaced by the shouting of killing. A group of Taiyuan soldiers pushed ladders and siege vehicles, and quickly approached the city wall under the cover of archers. The frightened defenders gradually regained their stability and fought back.

Feather arrows come and go like the wind, taking away the lives of countless young people in the city and under the city. The ladder halfway through the walk instantly "overlooked" more than three feet long arrow shafts, and the weight increased sharply. The wooden cart installed at the bottom of the ladder creaked and wailed, becoming less and less able to withstand the sudden change in center of gravity. Another powerful crossbow was fired, hitting the top of the ladder. The behemoth shook and collapsed.

Before the defenders could re-erect the scattered ladders, thousands of rockets descended the city with long tails of smoke. Dozens of fireballs rose up on a cloud ladder at the same time, quickly converging into a ball of flames. The soldiers around the ladder had to give up and turn and flee. At the same moment, more ladders and siege engines were ignited, and the smoke choked people's tears. Even with this level of visibility, the whistling of the feathered arrows was still noisy, and people kept falling, screaming, rolling and struggling in the smoke.

The Netherworld Master stood inside the tower, his heart full of despair. He didn't expect Li Yuan to suddenly go crazy overnight and actually attack Chang'an City on all sides. Referring to the art of war, this tactic of leaving no way out for the defenders will greatly stimulate the morale of the defenders. But Yin Shishi knew that no matter how high his fighting spirit was, he couldn't save the fate of the fall of Chang'an. The Great Sui Dynasty is over, Chang'an City is over, and his glory and wealth are coming to an end soon.

If Li Yuanwei was three times, he still had hope of escaping to Luoyang under the protection of his personal guards. Borrow tens of thousands of soldiers and horses from Duan Da and look for an opportunity to make a comeback. But Li Yuan obviously didn't want to give him a chance to live, and he didn't give all the guards in the city a chance to live. At the beginning, before the Li family in Taiyuan raised the anti-flag, Yin Shishi and Gu Yi and others led troops to copy the Li family, and more than 30 masters and servants who would not be able to escape in the future were all beheaded for public display. Immediately after, at the instigation of Li Jing of Mayi County, they picked up the graves of Li Yuan's father and grandfather, and crushed the corpses inside to ashes.

Therefore, from the moment Liu Hongji's banner appeared outside Chang'an City, Yin Shishi never planned to surrender. He knew that Li Yuan would not let himself go, if the former kind of atrocity that destroyed people could be explained by the reason that each was his master, the latter kind of act of insulting people's ancestors was undying hatred. It can never be resolved.

Thinking of this, the Yin World Master couldn't help but be full of resentment towards the person who gave him advice in the first place. If it weren't for the guy named Li Jing who traveled all the way to Chang'an to tell the whistle, the important ministers who stayed in Beijing would not believe that Li Yuan was indeed preparing to rebel. In addition, everyone will not kill other people's wives and children, and they can leave room for each other. If it weren't for the person named Li Jing who said that as long as Li Yuan's ancestral tomb was damaged, he would be able to break the fortune of the Li family, and he would not have done the boring thing of digging graves and robbing tombs. In that way, when they are loyal enough to the Great Sui, the Yin family can still surrender in the name of "force submission", and the glory of the family can be preserved.

"Where is Li Jing?" He rubbed his smoky eyes in hatred and yelled. At this point, the Yin World Master had already understood that he and Wei Wensheng and the others had fallen for Li Jing from the beginning. The reason why the other party gave them the idea to dig the grave was not to destroy the Li family's feng shui at all, but to cut off the idea of surrendering all the defenders and let them all be martyred for the Great Sui.

Since everyone is going to be martyred, of course, the Yin World Master has to pull Li Jing, the initiator. From the day after Wei Wensheng's death, he has been ordering Li Jing to follow him and not leave a single step. 'If Lao Tzu exterminates the clan, he won't let you live to fool others again!' He thought hatefully, and his heart was full of resentment.

"Li Jing was recruited to Xicheng by Lord Bone, and the offensive over there is even more intense!" Yang Baobao, the captain of the light car, ran to the side of the Yin World Master and reported loudly. According to his duties, this person was supposed to lead the internal guards to protect the palace, but now he can't take care of it, if the outer city is broken by Li Yuan, the palace and the inner city will not last long.

"What? Who called him away! The Netherworld Master put his hand to his ear and asked loudly.

"Bone Instrument, Bone Lord!" Yang Baobao almost fell into the ears of the Yin World Master and shouted. The shouts around them grew louder and louder, and the two of them had to get close together. But in doing so, it is extremely easy to be targeted by the strong crossbows under the city.

Sure enough, as soon as he turned his body sideways, an iron feather crossbow arrow more than seven feet long roared into the pillar of the city tower, grazing the ears of the two of them and flying over, slashing the right side of the Yin World Master's face with a bloody cut.

"Protect your lordship! Protect your adults! General Yiwei's personal soldiers of the Yin World Division pounced on him, and the main general fell directly behind the female wall. Immediately after, three iron-feathered crossbows roared and flew in, shooting through the two soldiers who had no time to dodge, and nailed them to the center of the tower with their body heat.

"Smack!" Sparks flew and brick chips flew around. The soldier who was shot with a transparent hole in his stomach screamed and tried his best to cover the hole with his fingers, but he watched his blood shoot out like a fountain, staining the carved beams of the castle tower full of auspicious patterns.

The carved beams and paintings instantly become clear in the eyes of the dying, then slowly blurred, and finally, after being hidden in the boundless darkness, they turn into a low Sanskrit chant.

"Raise the shield, go up the battlement, hold the shield up the battlement!" Pushing away the guards pressing on his body, the Yin World Master shouted frantically. The fact that those feathered arrows just now were by no means untargeted, and that they could fire such an accurate and swift chain of attacks showed that the enemy's strong crossbows had advanced to at least fifty paces.

The Netherworld, who was familiar with his brother's way of fighting, knew what that meant. This was the last round of crossbow bolts, and then the rebels were about to enter the city. He knew that he couldn't hold Chang'an, but he was unwilling to bow his head and wait for death. With a loud roar, he drove all the brothers who were hiding in the castle tower to avoid the arrows into the city wall.

On the city walls, most of the archers who hid behind the battlements and fired at the enemy had long since been killed. The rest of the people were suppressed by the feathered arrows under the castle, and they could not raise their heads after leaning over the battlements. Before the supporters in the tower could get closer, their shields were filled with feathered arrows. Several of the slightly weaker minions were pushed inward by the pressure on the shields, and if they hadn't been blocked by the robes' bodies, they would have almost fallen off the city.

"Raise a wall of shields, build a wall of shields, lift the archers up, lift the archers up!" The voice of the Yin World Master sounded behind everyone again, as cold as ice. The soldiers, forced by the junior officers, had to crouch behind the battlements, straighten their shields, and then hold them with their bodies. Several brigade commanders ran from behind the shield wall, kicking the surviving archers and forcing them to counterattack. The smoke under the walls was so thick that it was impossible to see where the enemy troops were. But if the archers shoot their bows at the noisiest places, they will surely get something.

As judged by the Netherworld, the rebels were already very close to the city walls. At a distance of less than fifty paces, the trajectory of the crossbow bolt was almost in a straight line. In this case, the power of the arrow increases, but the chance of dealing damage to the person behind the shield is greatly reduced. The soldiers of the Sui army, who had been given a respite, regained their spirits and carried large chunks of stones to the edge of the city wall. The enemy was right under their noses, they couldn't see it, but they could feel the breath getting closer. Finally, several thick wooden stakes appeared in front of the defenders. It was the top of the ladder, and it still had the marks of smoke and fire.

"Smash!" Someone shouted. Hundreds of stones then descended down the ladder. The screams were almost followed by the sound of the stones hitting the target, and it was so terrible that it was unbearable.

Another round of feather arrows, and countless Great Sui Jinjun holding stones fell.

Another round of counterattack, and the siegers who climbed the ladder fell like ants.

Life is as humble as an ant.

"Ah——!h

"I'll fuck you for eight lifetimes!"

Mixed with hoarse screams, the scolding sounded. There is a short and fast Hedong accent, and there is also a low and soft Guanzhong tone. The two places were already very close, and the soldiers on both sides looked almost the same.

Same black hair, black eyes, yellow skin.

Maybe they have the same surname, maybe they are still distant relatives with each other.

However, at this time today, the people of Hedong and Guanzhong in the city and under the city must be separated from each other.

They didn't know each other, and they didn't have any hatred.

The battle flag above their heads was different. Under the city, he is white, surnamed Li.

The Yin in the city is as red as blood, surnamed Yang!

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