Chapter 205: The Siege of Xizhou by the Wulang Soldiers (1)

For such a scene, Li Bu, who was accustomed to seeing a big battle, was not flustered, nor was he in a hurry to leave, and pointed to the flowing Zier River, and said calmly: "You see, my Xizhou City is more than ten zhang higher than the surrounding ground, and there are natural moats that converge here, so our army can lay two lines of defense based on this." The first is based on a moat, supplemented by archers and spearmen, and can be used to block the enemy beyond the river. And the second line of defense, as long as you condescend to guard the two narrow city gate slope passages in the southeast, supplemented by a small number of soldiers to guard the surrounding city walls, you can resist a million troops under the city, and 100,000 iron cavalry in Wulang also dare to come to Xizhou City to spread wilderness, which is ridiculous! ”

Li Tiantu watched the torrent of iron horses coming from the south slowly divide into east and west under the city gate, and then form a siege of Xizhou City from south to north, and he couldn't help but gasp when he saw such a spectacular battle between the two armies for the first time in his life. If the armor of hundreds of people is not enough for him to fear, the so-called thousands of people, an army of more than a thousand people is no longer as simple as one plus one. The sword has the sword momentum, the sword has the sword strength, and the army of thousands of people has initially possessed the strength of the armor, which is enough to resist the ordinary martial arts masters. As for the murderous 100,000 male soldiers under the city, they are no less than a dozen masters of the Jianghu Heavenly List.

After Li Bu made a generous statement, he suddenly deflated and said: "It's a pity that the grain and grass in the city are limited, although the old man has been collecting grain in the nearby villages for the past few days, but the Western Regions are vast and sparsely populated, and the grain and grass transported into the city is still a drop in the bucket. At present, if you want to save the grain in the city, it can barely last for half a year. If there are no reinforcements, half a year later will be the day the city will be broken. ”

After finishing speaking, the old general looked to the east and said no more.

Li Tiantu, who knew that the city would be destroyed and he would die under the war, asked softly: "Do you have any relatives in Jingshi?" ”

Li Bu's wrinkled old face had a hint of ruddyness, and his eyes showed nostalgia: "This handsome old man has a son, and there is a boy who serves as the captain of Fengche in the Yulin Army of the Beijing Division, although this kid is mediocre, but overall it is still good." ”

The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth with great satisfaction, and sighed: "After all, not everyone has such an amazing posture as a strong deputy to protect it." ”

Li Tiantu shook his head and was not praised by Li Bu, and after thinking about it, Fang Jue had vaguely heard that Li Bu's only son served in the Yulin Army, and he said bitterly: "My lord praised it falsely. The subordinates know their own family affairs, and the prosperity in front of them is all dictated by the times, and they are passively praised by people with intentions, so what place can Li Tiantu himself take? However, Brother Li is upright and down-to-earth, and in just a few years in the army, he has become an official to the captain of Fengche with his personal ability, and Li Tiantu really admires it. ”

Li Bu retracted his far-sighted gaze and said dumbly, "How do I feel like the two of us are touting each other?" ”

Li Tiantu couldn't help but smile, and said, "Words from the heart, words from the heart." ”

Under the tense and imminent war, the two of them chatted and laughed on the high-rise buildings in the center of the city, like a great irony of the 100,000 iron horsemen of Tubo who had completed the encirclement.

A snow eagle hovered over the Metropolitan Mansion, chirping.

Hearing the sound of the eagle, Li Tiantu raised his eyes to look at the sky, and after confirming that it was the snow eagle on the shoulder of the Tianshan Black Rider, the heart that had been hanging finally let go.

At this time, the red sun hung obliquely in the east, and just after the hour, Yu Bai Yu and his Xuantie Black Rider arrived two hours in advance.

Li Bu saw that Li Tiantu had been staring at the Snowy Bird King in mid-air, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is there any problem?" This is a snowy xenomorph native to the Tianshan Mountains, fierce by nature, extremely resistant to cold and dryness, and is the king of eagles and birds. It is rare to see it in the snowy area of the Tianshan Mountains on weekdays, but I didn't expect one to come before the war today. ”

Li Tiantu retracted his gaze and said in a vague tone: "The snow eagle is a good omen, it should be a good sign." ”

Li Bu, who had stayed at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains for decades but had never heard of the snow eagle as a mascot, secretly thought that he was lonely and unheard, and nodded speciously: "Then borrow the words of the deputy capital to protect the auspicious words." ”

After the 100,000 Tibetan army completed the siege, they were not in a hurry to attack the city, and camped dozens of zhang away from the moat, and made fires to make food.

A few miles away in the south of the city, a tall and eye-catching handsome flag was hung in the distance, with a black black on a white background and blue edges, and a big "black" character printed in the center of the flag.

Under the banner, the cowhide tent, which was more than twice as large as the ordinary tent, had begun to show its outline, and more than a dozen Tibetan soldiers were busy carrying a wide box into the tent.

Wu Lang, who was dressed in heavy armor, was surrounded by all the generals and straddled in front of the handsome tent, squinting at Xizhou City, which was only defended by 20,000 people, and could not hide the excitement in his heart.

For the rest of the month, the four towns of Anxi in the Celestial Empire have been sent down by him, and only the last town of Xizhou City in front of him remains. Once the city of Xizhou is leveled, the territory of the Western Regions can be assigned to Tubo, and at that time, the territory of the Tubo Dynasty will not be inferior to the Eastern Celestial Dynasty, and it will also achieve the foundation of the world, and it is not a problem to worship the king. It is ridiculous that Lingyou, who has always been at odds with him, led 300,000 iron cavalry to surround the city of Liangzhou for half a month without making a big move, and at this moment he led 100,000 troops to reinforce the Western Regions, but he walked as slowly as a snail, and he was always trapped in the ambush of the scattered guerrillas of the Anxi army who were scattered by himself and did not move forward. Thinking of this, the disdain at the corner of Wu Lang's mouth was even stronger, because he had previously glanced at the hairy boy who had broken the 130,000 army of the famous general of the Celestial Dynasty in Dafeichuan, and then he was worried that such a monstrous battle exploit would be divided by Lingyou in half, and now it seems that he is completely overwhelmed.

The general of the guard, who had no grass on the top of his head with a big copper ring with an earring pendant beside him, flattered: "Marshal, General Ling is also about to arrive, we still need to start as soon as possible and grab the first credit." As long as Xizhou is taken and Li Bu is captured alive, the marshal will definitely be famous in history. ”

Under the deliberate whiskers and pats of his confidants, the excitement in Wu Lang's heart finally bloomed on his face, but in the end, he did not lose his mind in the face of the huge temptation, glanced at his bald head, and said noncommittally: "That old thing in Li Bu is not a mediocre person, the Xizhou City in front of him has two natural rivers as a protective barrier, and the city base is about ten zhang above the ground, and there are only two southeast slopes for carriages and horses to enter and exit, which is a typical easy to defend and difficult to attack." ”

The bald general patted his chest and said eagerly: "The last general is willing to take a team of sons and daughters to act as pawns and rush forward to kill." ”

Wu Lang's face turned from sunny to gloomy, and he said coldly: "You don't have to underestimate Li Bu's Anxi soldiers. At this time, there is no hurry, our army has been running all day, or set up camp first, recuperate, and it is not too late to attack the city tomorrow. ”

At this time, the herald came to report that the marshal's tent had been arranged.

Wu Lang, who had long been intolerant of the cold near the water, tightened his collar and turned over and dismounted, handed over the reins of the horse to his subordinates, and entered the handsome tent alone.

(End of chapter)