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"What? Forward! Zhao Xing gritted his teeth, and his face turned red. Lelang County is a border county, and if you don't see a bed crossbow shot at the head of Pyongyang City, doesn't it mean that there is no bed crossbow, and if you want to step forward in person, will you come back?

Wang You must be gritting his teeth with hatred now! Didn't you come forward to find sin?

Zhao Xing really wanted to explode. If Lao Tzu dared to go to the battlefield with his head on his head, how could he have surrendered with the ambitious and talented assassin Shi in the first place? It was because I was afraid of death that I surrendered. But now......

He was angry in his heart, but when he saw the cold eyes of the cavalry captain, like a basin of ice water on his head, he instantly sobered up. suppressed his resentment and put on a flattering smile on his face.

After repeated explanations, the captain just didn't listen. Urging him forward, he even drew a knife and threatened. When he was at a stalemate, the cavalry captain suddenly pointed his knife in the direction of the city wall, and Zhao Xing looked back at it, and couldn't help but change color! Four or five soldiers on the ladder carts began to retreat!

These idiots!

Zhao Xing scolded in his heart, gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, took a few henchmen and soldiers, and urged the horse to run forward. He only ran a hundred and ten paces, and stopped quickly within the range of the city wall, and ordered the retreating soldiers to return to the city, and those who violated the order were killed!

"General! The people at the head of the city, except for some old people, are all Yiren, and they are extremely tenacious! If the arrows rain down, it means that some brothers have gone up into the city. It's either a big knife or a heavy axe! A soldier cried.

Yiren!? Zhao Xing only felt his heart sink! He knew the high prestige of Wang Yu in the hearts of the people in the border lands. But those people won't really die, and come to help Wang You guard at this time?

When Zhao Xing hesitated, a sudden sharp sound of breaking the sky roared through! The rout officer beside him screamed miserably and fell to the ground.

A thick feather arrow nailed the man to the ground.

"Bed crossbow!" Zhao Xing shouted, he didn't care about the soldiers, he ran back after hitting the horse! In a panic. Even the helmet fell!

The bed crossbow with a range of up to one mile is extremely accurate at a distance of a hundred paces. As soon as he ran, the soldiers behind him shouted in unison and fled together!

In an uproar, the siege of more than 10,000 Lelang soldiers was completely defeated. The soldiers, who had been beaten by the stubborn resistance of the city, had no idea what was going on, and then retreated like a tidal tide. Some people in high places are anxious to get out. There was a simple jump, and a broken hand was broken. God pity them, but they are all cowardly when they attack.

Inspired by this, the soldiers defending the city were like thunderbolts and arrows like locusts, and they only heard the sound of whistling. The retreating Lelang soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and the sound of wailing resounded throughout the field.

Zhao Xingfang ran back to the rear, and several horsemen blocked the way, and the cavalry captain jumped on his horse with his sword raised, roaring hysterically.

Zhao Xing shrank his head and listened to the other party's squirting without saying a word. Live like a clumsy quail. The cavalry captain looked at Zhao Xing's nest-like mouth and the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally gritted his teeth, handed the knife forward, and put it directly on Zhao Xing's neck. In an unquestioning tone, he said, "Regroup the team immediately." Go onto the assault again! Otherwise, you will be slashed in front of the battle! ”

Still going? Zhao Xing didn't care about the big knife on his neck, and when he looked back, tens of thousands of soldiers returned in a hurry, and his sharpness had been lost at this time. Morale is declining, and going back only adds to the casualties. It's up to him to interpret it. The other party just didn't listen, and the big knife was waved in front of him more than a dozen times. Zhao Xing felt itchy with hatred in his heart, but he had no choice but to issue another order to attack the city to the soldiers who had retreated. This time, it stabbed the hornet's nest.

The more than 10,000 troops attacked in less than two hours, look at the city of Pyongyang, all the bodies of the fallen soldiers are falling, not 1,000 but 800 people, if you continue to fight like this, you will not see the sun tomorrow, and the whole army will be doomed.

Grandma's! In an instant, whether it was the commander of the army or the ordinary soldiers, all complained, and Zhao Xing couldn't suppress it. The cavalry captain's face was pale, what was the use of such a waste? Highlighting the astonishing move, urging the war horse, galloping in front of the head of a shouting surrendering army, the sword in his hand fell, the head fell to the ground, and the blood mist that spewed up frightened the noisy group of soldiers into a dead silence!

"Do you really dare to kill?" Zhao Xing's heart was also shocked, looking at the bloody knife edge of the school captain, he felt a cold back in vain. It seems that today is going to have to fight to the death anyway......

The strong bow battalion under Pyongyang City withdrew, and 5,000 strong bows pointed at the Lelang County soldiers, and Zhao Xing, who had just broken out in a cold sweat, turned his face directly green.

"I don't know what to do!" Seeing the defeated soldiers under the city 'making a comeback', Wang You no longer showed mercy to his subordinates for the past feelings.

Bed crossbow + fire oil, in just two quarters of an hour, Zhao Xing's tens of thousands of soldiers and horses have been reduced by one-third. As an important border town, Pyongyang's military savings in the city are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Li Hongchao's face was as gloomy as rain, and his gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake when he looked at Pyongyang City.

The dense drums of war sounded again, the gray-faced motley army retreated, and the swords and guns of the central army approached. The 5,000-strong bow battalion was supported by 3,000 archers, and then the dense sword players put a thick layer of protection on them, and they advanced, advanced, and the neatly lined archers broke directly to the eighty paces below the city, and then stopped. Eventually, the sword players and the archers suddenly distanced themselves from each other, giving way to hundreds of roads to the walls.

"Ready to attack...... a leading captain held a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, roaring wildly. Behind him was a column of 100 people, covered by heavy shield soldiers in front and behind, and a soldier in the middle pushing a heavy ladder cart.

The infantry captain turned his head and shouted at the captain who was shooting not far away, "Brother, it's up to you." ”

Captain Gunsheng grinned, "Brothers, shoot me harder, harder." ”

"The whole army has it, go to the ......" The infantry cadet captain raised his sword high, and the entire army formation rolled and turned.

A roar rose into the sky, and 6,000 heavily armored elites rushed out of the archers phalanx and rushed to the empty battlefield under Pyongyang.

"Put! Shoot the arrows—"

The array of arrows flying over Pyongyang became thicker and thicker, and the piercing howling sound became more and more poignant.

But at this time, in the northeast of Pyongyang City, an army of 200,000 people was rushing towards Pyongyang City.

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Li Shishi is a veteran who has been in the army for five years. He was glad that he was an equipment soldier and a master crossbow, so he was not recruited in the last battle. Li Shishi is a person who is very afraid of death.

But unexpectedly. Two days earlier, Wang You had opened the gates of the city, and when some people were allowed to leave, he did not even look at the two departing fellow villagers.

Wang Taishou is a good official, and there seems to be only one simple answer in his heart.

Today, the war began. Several of his comrades he knew in the previous confrontation were no longer alive, they were all spearmen or axe soldiers, and Li Shishi felt that the reason why he had outlived them was because he was a bed crossbowman, far away from the sword and gun.

But this time, Li Shishi felt that his life would also come to an end. He looked through the small square shooting hole in front of him. Seeing the dense enemy formations in the distance with no end in sight, and the enemy siege troops rushing in like a tide in the distance, he could only smile helplessly-there were too many enemies.

After five years in the army, he never left the city of Pyongyang, and he never really experienced war. This was the first time Li Shishi had seen so many troops attacking a city wall at the same time. He looked up at the long arrows flying in the sky, the huge black oppression, and he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and muttered a few curses in his mouth. On the wall of this southern city, Xiang Taishou only arranged 500 soldiers and 1,000 Yi people, how could 1,500 people deal with the tens of thousands of troops in front of him. Li Shishi felt very bad. How many days can Pyongyang be held?

"Lao Li, why hasn't Lord Wang given the order yet, the enemy is about to reach the moat." A young man not far from him asked in a whisper.

A bed crossbow requires at least two people to operate, and Li Shishi's original companion has already run away. Now the young man is a novice.

"It's still early." Li Shishi smiled lightly, "We have to wait for the ladder to be framed and everyone climbs up, so we can do it." ”

"Why is that?" The young Dongyi people don't understand. Wouldn't it be necessary to defend the city and start shooting from a distance to repel the enemy?

"We're not just going to burn the enemy's weapons. and those who will kill them. It's not okay to be far away, isn't that a waste of oil?

Brat. The cost of this tank of oil is much higher than that of a single tank of oil. Although there is a lot of savings in the city, it can't be wasted, right? ”

If Wang Hao heard Li Shishi's words, he would definitely nod approvingly. Li Shishi said it well, he put people close to the burn before he could burn it. He leaned in front of the shooting hole, waved his right arm violently, and shouted, "Shoot! Shoot ......"

Li Shishi lowered his body, and the young Dongyi man picked up the step bow at hand, and shot the first arrow very skillfully, and then his right hand was like a flying butterfly, holding the arrow, loading the arrow, pulling the bow, aiming, shooting, a series of actions were completed in an instant, dazzling, and its speed was better than that of the average professional step archer.

Li Shishi calmly watched the young man play. Dongyi people, men trained in the big forest, any adult is an absolute good hand with a bow.

There was a layer of many dead prince's soldiers floating in the moat, and the drenched water began to float with red bloodstains.

The ladder trucks were burned to ashes, and the names of people disappeared in the ashes.

With the sound of clear gold, the long arrows in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace. Eight thousand archers hung their arms feebly, gasping violently.

The Central Army was also defeated.

The fire is merciless!

The retreating prince's army was shot and killed by the defenders of the city for a while, and the bed crossbow, who had always been on alert, did not find his target - a martial arts master. Most of them are still sinking!

The sound of war drums, shouts, fights, and screams resounded up and down the city walls, black arrows flew in the air, bloody swords whistled in the wind, huge stones raged on the ladders, heavy pounds of wood fell from the sky with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and finally, the raging fire burned for a while.

The tall Pyongyang city and abundant reserves made the siege troops of the prince's army suffer heavy casualties, and the defeated soldiers in retreat also gave the archers at the head of the city a good opportunity to take revenge. The arrows are like bullets, swept over and laid down.

The sun hung lazily in the air, indifferently looking at the bloody battle that was taking place below.

Li Hongchao ordered Mingjin to withdraw his troops and rest for the time being. In one morning, he launched three modest attacks on the southern gate of Pyongyang. Although they all ended in failure, Li Hongchao had already tested the guarding force of the south gate, and it was really very weak, very weak.

He was confident that he would sweep away Wang You's army in the afternoon and capture the city of Pyongyang.

One after another the defending soldiers sat panting under the battlements. They're so tired!

The forces in the city can't do the guards in shifts at all, and from beginning to end, a group of people stick to the city. After three battles, Iron Man couldn't lose weight.

In the afternoon, Li Hongchao waved his troops and attacked the south gate of Pyongyang continuously. Bands of soldiers rushed across the moat, climbed the ladders, roared forward, and fought bravely. The corpses of the prince's soldiers lay on their stomachs among the stones and timbers, piled up in the narrow strip beneath the city, blood staining the moat.

The king of the city and the military Sima Jiang Dabao swore to defend to the death. The defending forces suffered heavy casualties, 1,500 men. The number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and the shape shì is getting more and more nervous.

Zhao Xing's subordinates came to the city of Pyongyang again, and behind them was Li Hongchao's personal supervision, and Zhao Xing could only personally lead people to kill them.

Jiang Da was conservative on the left side of the city wall, and the area he defended was broken through by the prince's army in the last wave of attacks. This time it's Zhao Xing!

I saw the 'own people' rushing up. Jiang Dabao's heart was cold. He killed seven people in a row, and then met Zhao Xing. On the battlefield, Zhao Xing showed no mercy to his old subordinates, and the snow bright war knife was slashed down with his head, and the momentum sank, Jiang Dabao couldn't resist it, and he was cut in two by Lian with a knife in only ten rounds.

Li Shishi in the distance was angry, he was not Jiang Dabao's subordinate. can see that the former Shangguan is so ruthless and unrighteous, he is only so angry that his eyes are cracked, and he roars again and again. He shot an arrow at Zhao Xing. The shield in Zhao Xing's hand was directly shattered by the arrow, and the castrated arrow cut a half-foot-long bloody hole under his ribs.

The injured Zhao Xing's eyes widened angrily. Opening his mouth and letting out a howl, he jumped up to Li Shishi, who was turning the winch, in three steps and two steps, and the young Dongyi man was not afraid and shot three arrows at him. Zhao Xing casually grabbed a soldier beside him and blocked him. Then the sword slashed and the shouts sounded. Two angry heads flew up, blood bursting from him, splashing his head and face.

A movement involved the wound, Zhao Xing bared his teeth, hatefully dropped the corpse in his hand, and spat a mouthful of blood splashed into his mouth towards Li Shishi's head.

"Brothers, kill ......"

More Lelang soldiers killed the city, they were so familiar here, far more familiar than the Yiren who killed the city head in the battle, so that the defense of the left city wall collapsed faster.

Wang Xu, who was directing the battle on the right side of the city wall, pointed to the left side and shouted: "Crossbowmen obey orders, shoot arrows, shoot—"

A marquis brandished a spear and raised one of the prince's soldiers in the air, then roared and threw the corpse out of the wall. Then he rushed to the city gate tower in a few steps, and shouted at the more than 200 crossbowmen who were hiding in the building: "Shoot, shoot to the left, shoot them......"

Zhao Xing thought that the victory was in his hands, and the city of Pyongyang was finally broken, but he didn't expect that ten feathered arrows and a batch of sharp arrows and iron arrows fell from the sky, and suddenly a large number of soldiers on the left and right lay down. Zhao Xing hurriedly picked up a shield to protect himself. The soldiers behind him shouted: "General, let's go down......"

Zhao Xing ignored the shouts of the soldiers behind him, kicked away a corpse in front of him, raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill ...... with me"

This is Wang Hao rushing over with dozens of swords and axes.

Zhao Xing's shield was taken away, and the first thing he saw was a dazzling battle axe that was slashing head-on. His eyes were about to be dazzled by the light of the axe, and he took two steps back in horror, swinging his knife wildly. "When ......" there was a loud bang, and the tiger's mouth cracked.

Zhao Xing saw the murderous Wang Hao in front of him, and his heart was cold.

"Kill ......" Wang Hao roared angrily, holding the handle of the axe with both hands, and slashed again. Zhao Xing was frightened just now, and he couldn't react so much that he could only seal the frame horizontally.

"When ......" sounded, the sword shattered. The horror in his heart suddenly reached its peak, he opened his mouth and let out a scream, turned around and ran.

Wang Hao was so angry that he was about to explode, and the battle axe split again, and at the moment when he chopped into Zhao Xing's vest, he was broken by a long arrow. The flying arrow hit the axe blade accurately, Wang Xu's hand was deflected, and the axe blade chopped on Zhao Xing's armor, and slashed out a string of sparks that shot at each other. Zhao Xing chose a life, and retreated faster with palpitations. Wang Hao couldn't catch up.

"Zhao Xing, Lao Tzu wants to hack you to death......"

Pyongyang is in a bitter battle, and wave after wave of siege troops are constantly beating, and it seems that they will never be able to finish killing and never retreat. At the same time, the shadow of the prince's army also appeared at the east gate and the west gate, and Wang You was broken into troops, and the remaining strength at hand became less and less.

When the sun went down, there were only 200 people around Wang You.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Goryeo, the Korean people ...... "The captain on the north gate who was on guard suddenly came to the county guard mansion and reported a shocking news.

What the? Wang You was shocked. How could this be? There is still Lieshui Pass in the north of the county seat, as well as Zhaoming County, and I haven't drawn troops and horses from the border pass at all!

"My lord, it's good to be Korean. The black pressed a large area, all cavalry, at least 50,000 horsemen-" The rate of the team could not be believed, but that was the truth.

Gai Suwen's sword was waved, the horn sounded in unison, the 50,000 cavalry issued an earth-shattering cry, and the army marched rapidly, like a flood that broke the embankment, surging and overwhelming, carrying the sky full of smoke and dust and wind and thunder, and roared all the way, and the momentum was amazing.

This is the love of Heaven for the Great Goryeo.

Ten years ago, the Wa Kingdom was in turmoil. Goryeo, which has been fighting against the Japanese kingdom for 200 years, has a chance to recuperate. Now the people of the Central Plains themselves are going to be in chaos, and the Qi people themselves are in chaos, the Lu people are rotten and old, and there is no power in the entire Northeast that can stop the Great Goryeo.

The god of the white sky blessed Dagoryeo and gave himself the opportunity to bulldoze the east corner and step on the Central Plains!

Gai Suwen's heart trembled, trembling with excitement, seven hundred years of Goryeo, what the kings of the past dared to imagine, about to be realized in his own generation, what a magnificent glory. A thousand years later, he will be famous in the hearts of all Koreans. Because he was the first governor of Goryeo to set foot in the Central Plains!

With a loud shout, Gasuwen slammed the horsewhip in his hand. The whip volley made a crisp sound. The war horse neighed, and the speed increased even more.

Wang Hao and his subordinates were still fighting bloody battles on the upper floor of the southern city.

Suddenly, the earth-shattering sound of war drums came from the direction of the North City Gate.

Wang Xu's heart was shaken, and his heart was in ecstasy. Lord Wang let the soldiers and horses of Lieshui Pass come back? Wang You had vowed not to mobilize the soldiers and horses at the border pass, but at the most critical moment in Pyongyang City, it was thought that General Qian of Lieshui Pass himself led his troops to arrive.

Wang Hao smiled dumbly, how could he have thought that it was the soldiers transferred by Lord Wang, this is impossible!

However, regardless of whether it was Wang You's soldiers or not, Wang Hao was suddenly full of confidence, and raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, the reinforcements are coming, ......, kill it......"

The soldiers who were holding on to the south gate had already heard the movement of the north gate, and their spirits were immediately lifted, and they cheered, raising their arms and shouting: "Reinforcements, reinforcements are coming......"

Suddenly, the roar was like a tide, and the offensive of counterattack was higher and higher. The prince's army was shocked by the sudden morale of the defenders, and one by one they withdrew to the city, and another attack ended in failure.

Li Hongchao stroked his beard under his chin, Qian Xilong dared to take the initiative to come to this troubled water, he didn't want to die? Frowning, he ordered the soldiers behind him: "Mingjin collects the troops." The divisions quickly regrouped and prepared for battle. ”

The defenders on the walls shouted and shouted with excitement, as if they had fled at the sight of the enemy's defeat.