"Knock knock~~"

"Click~~"

The arrows struck the shield with a muffled sound, but compared to the previous ones, this attack was mixed with a different sound. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So ......."

The scene that happened in the front army, at the beginning, Du Kuang was also like a soldier, disdainful, however, with wave after wave of shooting, Du Kuang felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, pondered and thought about it, but woke up in vain, "Oh no, the Dunjia soldiers are dangerous!"

I already understood the other party's thoughts in my heart, however, before the words came out, there were bursts of screams in front of me.

Du Kuang's body was shocked, and he looked far away, but he saw that the shield in the front row of his army was broken at this time, and the shield was broken, and the arrows shot by the crossbow cart were immediately unimpeded, shooting straight into the crowd, shooting the shield soldiers into a hornet's nest, and the arrows were powerful, and after shooting through the shield soldiers, the offensive continued to go forward, and only stopped the offensive after hitting the second person in the back row.

The front row of Dunjia soldiers was injured, and their shields fell, leading the entire team to move forward sharply, and there was a panic in the formation.

"Bastard!" Du Kuang's face was pale, and a series of changes disrupted his full plan, in this short stick of incense, the city wall of the Wuyue Army had not been touched, but it had already paid at least 5,000 casualties, and this value was still rising, such a tragic situation, how could Du Kuang's face be good-looking.

His face changed constantly, Du Kuang knew that today's battle was the first battle between Ye Buchen and Mo Xuan, and at the same time, it was also a battle for Ye Buchen to find out Mo Xuan's forces, although it was only a battle of temptation, but Du Kuang also knew that Ye Buchen attached great importance to this battle, because it was about Ye Buchen's face, so this battle was only allowed to win, not defeated.

In his heart, Du Kuang's eyes were ruthless, and after gritting his teeth, he ordered vigorously: "The whole army, attack, attack, archers, shoot to Lao Tzu, shoot this group of bastards, rush, the first to climb the city wall, the bounty is ten thousand taels, three liters of the position, kill~~"

"Kill~~"

The official was promoted to the third level, and ten thousand taels of gold immediately aroused the blood of the former sergeants, and with a howl and roar in their mouths, they completely gave up their defenses and rushed to the city wall without fear of life and death.

"Death?" Yang Yuki smiled coldly, and immediately shouted: "Under the city, there is no difference, attack~~"

"Hum~~"

"Instigation~~"

The archers of the Emperor Tibetan Army had a fierce light in their eyes, the corners of their mouths were cruel and upturned, and they kept shooting arrows in their hands below, and the crossbow carts beside them were even more crazy, wave after wave, and more than 50,000 arrows were shot in just a moment.

"Ahhh~~"

The arrows had no eyes, and the two armies shot each other high and low, and the arrows fell to the ground screaming, bleeding and overflowing, and the miserable situation was like an abyss for a while.

Time passed, after paying more than 10,000 people, the front row of the Wuyue Army finally approached the moat, and the filling troops rushed forward quickly under the rain of arrows, throwing the mud bags on their shoulders into the moat, and in a few moments, the moat was filled as flat as the ground.

The moat was leveled, indicating that the attackers could run directly under the walls and attack the city.

"Hook echelon, up~"

Du Kuang's murderous intent soared into the sky and shouted an order.

With Du Kuang's order, the hook echelon in the back carried a hook ladder, crossed the moat, hooked the hook ladder on the city wall, and then used both hands and feet to quickly climb towards the city wall.

"Smash it for Lao Tzu~"

"Throw it down~"

"Roll~~"

......

On the city wall, Mo Xuan, Chen Qingzhi and Zhao Yun gave a loud order at the same time, ordering the lower body to move, and the soldiers of the Imperial Tibetan Army behind the battlements were about to throw the sassaga wood, boiling oil, etc. downward, and at the same time, push the rod forward, turn the enemy's hook ladder up, and push it forward.

"Ah~~"

Screams erupted, and there were soldiers below who were constantly hit by drums and fell off the city wall with screams, and some of them were doused with boiling oil, screaming violently, and falling down violently; on the city wall, there was a steady stream of hidden arrows coming from below, and sometimes the body had just poked out, and it was suddenly hit by an arrow, and the thing that was blocking in his hand did not have time to be thrown down, and he was hit by his own body at once.

The number of casualties on both sides continued to rise, however, after all, the Emperor Tibetan Army had the advantage of the city wall, and compared to the other party, it was much better.

The blade has not touched, but 20,000 people have died, the arranged cloud ladder, the dragon hammer has no chance to approach the city wall, such a scene, causing Du Kuang's face to be gloomy as water, in his eyes, anger continues to burst out, however, although he is angry in his heart, he is at a loss for the current situation, and he doesn't know how to break this situation.

Unwillingly, Du Kuang's brows furrowed into a deep Sichuan character, and after pondering for a while, Du Kuang turned his head and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Go, ask Yin Shuai to transfer another 50,000 troops, today, I will definitely break through this studio."

"Yes~" The guard took the order sharply, turned around and rode away.

........

The Five Peaks Army

"Do you want to transfer another 50,000? Then let's go, today's battle, there must be a result. Hearing the guard's conveyance of Du Kuang's meaning, Ye Bubuchen's face was indifferent, and he said casually.

"Yes!" the guard gladly accepted the order, and turned to deploy his army.

A moment later, the guards led 50,000 troops to support, Du Kuang gave an order, and 50,000 male soldiers shouted proudly, attacked in the direction of the city wall, and joined the siege team.

The enemy's troops increased by 50,000, and the pressure on the emperor-Tibetan army increased dramatically, however, under the command of Mo Xuan and other generals, the emperor-Tibetan army worked hard and was full of morale, and firmly held the Wuyue army outside the city wall, unable to take a step up the city.

Time flies, passed quietly, this siege battle, from early morning to evening, the two armies died tragically, the city wall line, corpses all over the ground are stacked, black blood flows inside and out, and it is miserable for a while.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang ~~"

Finally, the sound of the Wuyue Army sounding at the rear of the army, and it was transmitted to the front line.

Du Kuang's face was full of unwillingness, but he also knew that it would be in vain to attack again, and after taking a deep breath, he finally glanced at the direction of the city wall and ordered the troops to be withdrawn.

Looking at the enemy army retreating like a tide under the city, the soldiers of the Emperor and Tibetan Army suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and when they relaxed, they felt that their whole body was sore, their legs and feet were weak, and they all sat on the ground with their butts, panting heavily.

Mo Xuan took the water handed by Gai Nie, raised his head and poured it down, drank a full kettle, and his throat, which was about to smoke, improved slightly, and immediately ordered to carry the wounded soldiers down for treatment, replace them with reserves, and rest at the city gate surrounded by guards.

Wuyue Army, Shuai Tent

"Yin Shuai, Du Kuang lost the first battle, and he is willing to be punished!" Du Kuang knelt in front of Ye Buchen and bowed his head to plead guilty.

Ye Buchen looked at Du Kuang for a while, then waved his hand and said: "Get up, the fault of this battle is not yours, although our army did not win, but it was not defeated, just today is a battle of training!"

"Yes, thank you Yin Shuai!" Du Kuang thanked loudly and slowly stood up.

Ye Buchen knocked on the table and fell into contemplation, Ye Buchen did not speak, and the rest of the civil and military forces in the tent did not dare to discuss at will, they all looked at their noses and noses, and stood respectfully.

After a while, Ye Buchen came back from his contemplation, raised his head, and said in a loud voice: "Lin Moushi, what do you think of today's battle!" As he spoke, he turned his gaze to a thin scholar in the ranks of civil officials on the left, and this person was Lin Yifeng, who was once Qing Zhiren's father and Qing Hangjie's staff.

Lin Yifeng was just a small staff member of Qing Zhiren's side, however, after not seeing him for a while, I don't know what method he used, he actually entered Ye Buchen's eyes and became a strategist under Ye Buchen, as for Qing Zhiren, who was full of arrogance, stepped on the general's mansion, and was seriously injured by Mo Xuan, he was nowhere to be seen.