The cheers of the soldiers of all ethnic groups outside the Saiwai Mountains echoed one after another in the thirteen gates of Chang'an City. Under the leadership of Princess Jinxiu, the army of all ethnic groups from the trap city of Longyou Road finally converged under the gate of Chang'an City, the capital of the ancient emperor, and led by the second prince Fengjie, from Yanmen, Ma Yi and Wuyuan all the way to kill the generals. A total of 350,000 troops from the two routes surrounded the ancient capital of Chang'an, and the company camp reached a hundred miles away, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were crowded and fluttering flags. The soldiers of all ethnic groups were so excited that they threw the helmets and felt hats on their heads into the air one after another, like the frenzy of the angry sea under the long wind, which made people's hearts shake and they couldn't help themselves.

"The wolf bless me, and the Turks will win!" The wild cry echoed loudly within a radius of hundreds of miles, hundreds of thousands of steel knives waved wildly in the air, the sun of late spring shone on this sea of knives, and the hideous and cold sword light flashed like dragon scales, as if a giant monster was surging and struggling in this hundreds of thousands of troops, as long as an order was given, it would break out of the cocoon and destroy everything.

Above the head of Chang'an City, Li Shimin, among the tens of thousands of Imperial Palace Imperial Forest Army, Tiance Mansion Guards, and the Black Armor Qin King Guards, stood high above the majestic and towering Chang'an City Head, quietly watching the hundreds of thousands of troops gathered under the city, and around him were all brave generals of the Tang Dynasty led by Cheng Zhijie and Qin Shubao. Almost everyone was intimidated by the momentum of the Hu army that spread all over the mountains and fields to the horizon, and there was silence on the top of the city, and a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere spread in the air. Looking at the appearance of the Hu soldiers and horses under the city looking up one after another, Li Shimin raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and looked at the blue-gray towering city wall of Chang'an City on it.

Twenty miles long from east to west, seventeen miles from north to south, eighty miles in circumference, hundreds of miles in circumference, high and deep in the city, and the walls of Chang'an, even under the siege of these hundreds of thousands of troops, still did not lose its unique calm and grace, and in this unique way, the invaders expressed contempt for it. Looking at the blue-gray city wall that seems to be like a high mountain and a mountain, and the elegant and graceful tower at the head of the city, Li Shimin's eyes showed a smile that was almost intoxicated. He sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and smiled, "It's a lot, but it's not enough."

The generals around him looked at each other, not knowing how to speak. Li Shimin smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed at the hundreds of thousands of Hu warriors under the city who looked up and watched, and said, "How do you feel when you look at those Hu people who look up at us?"

Cheng Zhijie and Qin Shubao glanced at each other, took a few steps forward, held on to the battlements of the city wall, glanced at the probe, and shook their heads incomprehensibly, Qin Shubao said in a deep voice: "The ministers are foolish, please ask Your Majesty to solve your doubts."

Li Shimin straightened his chest, looked at the battle flags of various ethnic groups fluttering in the sky in the distance, and said indifferently: "No matter how many soldiers and horses, no matter how sophisticated the equipment, no matter how rainbow-like morale, no matter who the commander is, when he comes to my Chang'an City, he will only feel his insignificance. He will only doubt his ability and doubt whether he will be able to see Chang'an City broken alive. Look at those ant-like soldiers, in our eyes, they are not a bunch of smoke and dust that has not gone long and gone. No matter how strong and iron-clad you are, you are destined to hit your head on the wall of Chang'an and bleed." Although his tone was flat, a breath of king that swallowed Heyue deeply infected the surrounding Tang Dynasty generals who were originally depressed.

Qin Shubao, Cheng Zhijie knelt on one knee excitedly, and said loudly: "The ministers must work together to protect Chang'an."

Li Shimin smiled slightly, raised his hand to make the two of them stand up, and said, "I should work together with the secretaries."

Behind him, the Tang Dynasty generals drew their swords in their hands together, held them high in the air, and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, God bless the Tang Dynasty." Behind them, tens of thousands of soldiers responded to the orders of the Tang Dynasty monarchs and ministers, and broke out with a deafening cry like a mountain, and everyone was in high spirits, and the hundreds of thousands of male soldiers under the city no longer had anything to fear in their eyes.

Under the city of Chang'an, Princess Splendid and Fengjie led their respective generals to meet at the north gate of Chang'an. The two rode side by side, standing under the city wall, listening to the shouts of the Tang people at the head of the city and the cheers of the soldiers of their own formation, looking at each other and laughing.

"300,000 people want to capture Chang'an City within a month, maybe it's impossible." Feng Jie squinted his eyes, watched the Chang'an city defense, and muttered.

"Not maybe, it's not possible." Princess Jinxiu quietly corrected Feng Jie's judgment, "Chang'an is a strong city in the world, and only by concentrating all of our horses, plus the siege tools brought by the third prince Mantuo from the Bohai Sea, can we have a strong hope of pulling out."

Feng Jie nodded and said, "Looking at the morale of the soldiers at the head of Chang'an City, the morale is still very strong."

Princess Splendid smiled and said, "When the army of His Royal Highness the Third Prince arrives, it will give them the heaviest blow in terms of morale. When the time comes, with the siege tools of the Bohai craftsmen and the equipment captured by our various armies, the whole army will be in full swing, and Chang'an City will be in our pocket."

Feng Jie touched his nose and smiled, "So what should we do now?"

Princess Splendid smiled bitterly: "We still have a lot of things to do, first of all, we must dig trenches around the city to prevent the enemy from raiding the camp, set up a high arrow tower, and shoot the whole camp. There is also the situation of sending a probe horse to explore the north road. The number of Bohai cattle and sheep captured from Mayi and Yanmen is good, but there are many fewer horses, and all the grain and grass are gone.

Feng Jie sighed and said, "Those grains and grasses are very important to our army, their whereabouts must be investigated, and I will immediately find out. You don't have to worry too much. This project is inherently risky, and it will never be smooth sailing, and some twists and turns are understandable."

Princess Splendid shook her head and smiled weakly, "We are already desperate and dying this time, and one more mistake will reduce our chances of victory. Now I have to resign myself to fate."

The late night in Hengzhou City was silent, and Peng Wuwangmu stood in the courtyard of the welcome inn where the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau temporarily lived in Hengzhou, looking at the dozen or so Flying Tiger Darts in front of him, not knowing how to speak.

"Chief, we all know your hardships, and you want us to leave sooner, just because you don't want us to lose our lives in the next battle." Hou Zaichun smiled honestly, "But we are the same as the head of the dart, we are all the people of the Tang Dynasty, if we see the fall of Hengzhou, let the Hu soldiers and horses go directly to Luoyang, Chang'an, we will not be happy in this life." The head of the dart is a hero, but the dart masters under your command have all become bad seeds."

"What Hou Adaa said is reasonable," Zuo Lianshan said excitedly, "Chief Dartman, don't you look down on our three brothers who once fell into the grass, don't we be from the Tang Dynasty?"

"Humph!" Lu Wuwu and Li Xiaotian snorted at the same time, looking very unhappy.

"Where?" Peng Wuwang hurriedly said, "The three Ling brothers are heroes in the world, and Peng has no contempt for it."

"Then let's stay. Otherwise, you will look down on people." Li Xiaotian said coldly.

"This ......" Peng Wuwang was very anxious in his heart, turned his head to look at Jia Bian Que and Hong Sixue who were staring at him intently, sighed bitterly, and glanced at Fang Mengjing, who was standing silently with his head bowed as if asking for help.

"Brother Peng, there is no need to say it again, the Turks are everywhere, the road is full of dangers, and now all the dart masters want to stay and defend the city, you let Sister Jia, Sister Xue and I rashly flee out of the city, and the result can only be worse." Fang Mengjing lowered her head to hide the smile in her eyes and whispered.

"Well, I ask myself if I can save any of you." Peng Wuwang looked up to the sky and sighed, and said miserably.

"Brother Peng, life and death depend on fate, you can be born and die many times, do you think we don't have this ability?" Fang Mengjing said solemnly.

Peng Wuwang looked at her silently, and only after a long time did he slowly exhale and said, "You have to think clearly, the time to break through will only take one night. After tonight, no one here has a chance to leave."

No one answered his words, and a deathly silence rose in the courtyard for a long time.

At this moment, Peng Wuxing's loud voice came from outside the door: "Third brother, who do you think is coming?"

Everyone involuntarily turned their heads and looked towards the door, only to see that Master Wei and Situ Wan'er walked into the door with a smile and a smile under the guidance of Peng Wufear.

"What are you kidding?" Peng Wuwang was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward, and said hurriedly, "Miss Situ, Master Wei, now that the situation in Hengzhou is unprecedentedly dangerous, what are you two still staying here?"

Master Wei laughed and said, "This time, the old man really admires this Situ girl. In order to play a truly touching pipa music, she decided to stay here and feel the atmosphere of real battlefield battles, so as to seek a trace of inspiration, which is really a rare fool in the world."

Peng Wuwang was dumbfounded, and it took a long time before he reluctantly arched his hand to Situ Wan'er, and said in a trembling voice: "I see, Peng admires." Situ Wan'er sneered and greeted him with a slight blessing in return.

Peng Wuwang walked a few steps quickly, came to Master Wei's side, and whispered, "Miss Situ is a music idiot, and this matter is understandable. But, Master Wei, you are an old and serious person, why do you want to go crazy with her?"

Master Wei looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "Chief Dart, I'm just a few years older than you, when will I become an old and serious person? When it comes to the blood in my chest, my old man is no less than half your size. I stayed here to forge a sword for the defenders. Thinking of those little tiger-like male soldiers, holding the old man casting a blade in his hand, it can be said that he has wings like a tiger. Don't kill those Turkic dog breeds yet." These words caused all the tiger darts present to cheer.

Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly and said in a low voice, "Master Wei, it shouldn't be you who pleaded with Miss Situ to stay with you, right?"

Master Wei laughed and said, "Hehe, if you want to say that, it's not wrong." As soon as he finished speaking, he began to stretch out his head, searched left and right, and muttered, "Where is Mr. Li Yu now, I want to have a good chat with him now, and that day he talked to me about the skill of making a machine-beaded crossbow, which made me pause. Now that the enemy is now, it is the time for our two old men to exert their might, and we must not miss this opportunity."

When he said this, everyone remembered that Mr. Li Yuli, who had been frowning for a few days and had never said a word, came.

"Ah, you said Mr. Li," Peng Wuwang said, pointing to a guest room casually, "Mr. Li is settled there. Since he fled to Youzhou, he has been widowed and unhappy, and he doesn't care about people and things, which is very strange. Since you are a close friend of him, it is best for you to see him."

"Haha, this old boy, isn't he scared by the Turkic dogs." Master Wei snorted and walked briskly towards Li Yu's room.

Looking at his fast back, Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly, turned his head to look at Peng Wuxing, and said, "In this case, Fourth Brother, arrange a room for Miss Situ and take care of it." Peng Wuxing nodded yes and led Situ Wan'er towards the living room.