On Moonbow City. Diaphragm

Xue Rengui watched the Turkic envoy leave in a hurry, and his face became heavy.

"General, but you have something on your mind?" Li Dejian asked in a low voice.

"The reason why our army was able to hold Moon Bow City was because of internal discord, mutual suspicion, and retention of strength among the Turks, and this person had to pay attention to what he said just now, and the Turks have realized that there is no way out, and they will definitely stop fighting and unite with the outside world, so it will be tricky." Xue Rengui said and looked at Dorjee.

"General Xue has any orders, and it is straightforward." Dorjee hugged his fists.

"General Lao will send some warriors who can still fight, 10,000 is enough, 2,000 each of the four city gates in the southeast, east and west, and the remaining 2,000 will be prepared and supported at any time." At present, Xue Rengui is not polite.

Dorjee didn't shirk either, agreed, and hurriedly went to arrange.

Other generals also rushed to their own troops to prepare for the big battle. Diaphragm

Xue Rengui stood still proudly, staring coldly ahead, just like the Dinghai Divine Needle, making the busy soldiers nearby calm, orderly, and orderly.

Bundles of feathered arrows, jars of oil, and stones were carried up the city wall.

The same thing has been experienced too much, too much, has long been accustomed to, numb.

As Xue Rengui expected, without siege equipment such as ladders, catapults, and crashing wood, the Turks could not attack immediately, and they did not even go to the front.

Waiting is a kind of torment, waiting for the enemy army to attack the city even more.

Time slowly slips away in torment, and before you know it, night falls.

While waiting, Xue Rengui did not move a step, steady as the pillar of optimus, giving strength and confidence to the defenders of the whole city, watching the night fall, the moon drilled out of the clouds, and the Turkic camp was in a commotion, looking like he was about to attack, not only did not panic, but breathed a sigh of relief. Diaphragm

During the more than three hours of waiting, many of the Tibetan army must have regained their combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, he went out of the city before and destroyed the siege equipment, otherwise the Turks would definitely attack continuously, and they would not wait at all, the city may not be able to hold it, with these few hours of rest, the Tubo army can fight, what are you worried about?

"Knock knock!"

"Woo, woo-"

Suddenly, the war drums of the Turkic battalion roared, and the low sound of trumpets resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Immediately afterwards, the Turkic army quickly lined up and surrounded it in all directions, putting on a desperate posture.

Xue Rengui's eyes were stunned, is the Turks going to attack at all costs? shouted loudly: "The herald, all hidden, prepare to prevent arrows." "Ahh

The herald yelled, spreading the order.

Dorjee hurriedly went up to the city wall with a few division commanders, looked at the slowly coming Turkic army and asked: "General Xue, the brothers are recovering well, and they have prepared 20,000 capable warriors to stand by at any time, and the 2,000 people from each city gate are rushing to help, what else can our army do?" ”

"It's good enough, let's see before we decide." Xue Rengui said gratefully, and immediately looked at the person next to him.

The other party willingly handed over the big bow, as well as a pot of iron arrows.

Xue Rengui took the big bow, drew an iron arrow, and continued: "General Dorjee, the Turkic siege has always been covered with arrows first, and then set up a cloud ladder to climb the city, but I have to admit that this trick is very troublesome, pay attention to the arrows. ”

"General Xue doesn't need to worry, he is also a man who fights down." Dorjee said nonchalantly.

Xue Rengui didn't say anything more, waited for a while, and saw the Turkic army pushing forward, the archers lined up, sat down with their butts on their butts, their backs against the city wall, and a guard immediately came over, sat down next to them, and raised their shields to cover the top. Diaphragm

Dorjee was a little curious and did the same.

Not long after, there was a bowstring explosion outside the city, like thunder.

Immediately after, countless mournful voices rang out, which were sonic booms from feathered arrows tearing through the void.

Everyone on the city wall sat down with their backs against the wall, and there was a city wall to cover it, unless the feather arrows landed vertically, it would be difficult to hurt the slightest, and the soldiers had long been used to it, and they didn't care about talking and laughing or something.

"Aggressive!"

Countless feathered arrows slammed into the ground, sinking into the earth, and the tails of the arrows buzzed and trembled, and fell into the city, and the roofs were instantly nailed with feathered arrows, like weeds, and fell on the streets, which were already empty.

There are sunken anti-arrow holes under the city wall, each anti-arrow hole is about one meter deep, about two meters high, and about five meters wide, one by one, and the reserves hide in it to talk about the world, and they don't care. Diaphragm

Dorjee watched the soldiers defending the city talking and laughing, and secretly sighed, how many feather arrow attacks must this be the fearless spirit that can only be cultivated?

"Bang bang bang!"

Outside the city, there were waves of bows and arrows, dense, covering the sky and the sun, and shooting in from four directions, almost enveloping the entire Moon Bow City, like a torrential rain.

Feathered arrows fell vertically on the city walls, blocked by shields, and clanged.

Many feather arrows penetrated the shield and pierced through the arms of the shield soldiers, but no one panicked, yelled, ran around, just handed over the shield to the people next to him to continue to assist in the defense, gritting his teeth and holding on.

The feather arrows continue to attack without money, and the entire Moon Bow City is overgrown with "arrow grass" all of a sudden, everywhere, with nowhere to stay, Dorjee is secretly frightened, there must be hundreds of thousands of arrows, right? If you come over with another army, you will be scared to death in the face of such a dense and crazy attack.

Then guard the soldiers of the city, one by one, hide well, the body is as close to the wall as possible, under the shield, reduce the probability of arrows, even if the arrow is not blindly run, calm, calm, fearless. Diaphragm

"Male!"

"Warriors of a Hundred Battles!"

Duoji secretly sighed, this mentality, this willpower, rare in the world, admired Xue Rengui.

Xue Rengui's attention was all outside the city, his ears were close to the wall, and he suddenly heard the faint sound of something hitting the wall, although it was covered by the screaming of feather arrows, but I believe it was impossible to hear it wrong, the same thing had happened too many times, and shouted: "Brothers, the Turks have built a ladder, the old rules, do it!" ”

Immediately someone got up decisively, one of them held a shield to cover and block the feather arrows, and the other person picked up a jar of oil and fell down towards the erected ladder, and then smashed the jar on the head of the first person to climb up, smashed the other party screamed, rolled down, and quickly picked up another altar, and so on, the action was extremely skillful.

Dorjee took a shield to cover it, and when he looked at it, the city was densely packed, full of siege Turkic troops, gathered like ants, and climbed frantically, but the ladder was poured with oil and became slippery, and many people were unstable under their feet and fell down.

Turkic archers began to attack the walls, trying to suppress them. Diaphragm

But the soldiers defending the city were also not afraid of death, and continued to pour oil at the risk of being hit by an arrow, working in pairs, with tacit understanding, someone fell from an arrow, and someone immediately filled the position to ensure that the oil dumping was not interrupted.

Each group of a dozen or so jars of oil went down, and the ladder became completely black and slippery, and the climb began to slow down.

Xue Rengui leaned against the wall, as if he knew the situation outside, and shouted, "Replacement—"

The soldier in charge of throwing the oil quickly retreated to make room, but the man in charge of the shield did not move, and a soldier with a spear rushed up to fill his position, hiding under the shield, and the spear stretched out from the battlement, stabbing the climber and picking him down the city.

Stretching and retracting, like a poisonous snake biting, it brought up blood arrows and soared.