Greegin was a fat dwarf man with a yak felt hat on his head, chain mail, braids tied with green silk and light blue trousers.

He rushed to the scene of the incident with two personal soldiers, and when he saw the purple horse lying on the ground, he was immediately heartbroken: "My horse! My horse!"

He rushed forward and grabbed the left side of the herdsman, glared at him and asked frantically, "What the hell is going on, how can you feed a horse and feed it away!"

The shepherd shrunk his shoulders and sobbed and said, "I don't know, I don't know why the horse fell, I don't know why it twitched!" I beg forgiveness!"

"Forgive you?" Gritty grief-twitched and laughed, and then roared, "I forgive you for being a head!"

He threw off the slave's clothes, looked around the left and right, and found that the onlookers had snatched a broad-bladed knife from his waist, and slashed off the slave's right arm with a swing, and blood gushed out.

The shepherd screamed and threw himself on the ground, his left hand scratching in the air, and he grabbed the felt boot and bit it, and if he didn't bite the boot, it would hurt him to crush his teeth. The soldier in the boots kicked him away in disgust, but still had a large piece of felt bitten off.

He struggled and wriggled in pain, as tenacious as a stubborn maggot, and a pool of blood oozed from the sheep's felt in his mouth, and finally he fainted in shock.

Duan Xiushi, who was standing not far away and witnessed all this, clutched the handle of the guillotine, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, he suppressed his anger, and he would never lose the victory of the entire overall situation tonight because of impulse.

Greegin's anger was still not exhausted, and he pointed to the herdsmen who were cutting grass and carrying water, and insulted: "What kind of wolf-hearted goods! Cut poisonous weeds into the grass! Poisoned my purple husper! Come out for me, I will definitely not hack him to death. ”

The broad-bladed knife in Greejin's hand is still dripping with brown blood, who dares to stand up in this situation, and standing up will not be dismantled.

"Nobody admits it! You brutes! Give me a whip, fifty lashes each, no, a hundred lashes each!"

As soon as Ai Jin gave an order, naturally some soldiers stepped forward to execute. The muscles on the faces of the two Tang Jun, who played herdsmen, twitched, and they couldn't help but resist and act, but they were stopped by Duan Xiushi's eyes. They have more important things to do, and the action is tonight, and if they want to survive this day, they must not do anything drastic.

"Don't act rashly and get whipped."

The soldiers waved their whips and whipped them on the top of everyone's head, but there were so many people who were whipped that they had been whipped a hundred like this, not to mention whether the tortured people could stand it, and those who were tortured couldn't stand it.

They had no choice but to cut corners and wave their leather whips on the herdsmen, Duan Xiushi gasped, gritted his teeth and suffered silently, and the few Tang soldiers around him were all pale, clenched their fists to resist the anger that was about to erupt.

……

Li Siye led everyone to just walk around the corner to the main street, and suddenly the low sound of a yak horn was heard in the distance, the tone was short and urgent, as if pressing on people's chests.

He was overjoyed that the Tang Army seemed to be about to attack the city. Sure enough, the panicked shouts of the Tuqi Shi rang out everywhere: "The Tang army is attacking the city!" ”

Looking at the head of Talas City from afar, the Turgish soldiers rushed to the city wall along the steps to support and respond, Li Siye pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Hide quickly, you are going to shoot crossbow arrows in turn!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the screams were already heard from far and near, and the arrows above the city wall were like dense locusts, and in an instant they rained down. Fortunately, they were still far from the city, and the power of the small arrows was not enough, but the thick shafts of the ballistas could easily penetrate the two-foot-thick earthen walls.

Li Siye and the others hurriedly ran to the back of the earthen wall, they had never felt the oppression brought by thousands of arrows like flying locusts, and their bodies were clinging to the wall and gasping. If you let your arrows shoot into blood gourds, it will be really unlucky.

Not far from the street, two Tirish soldiers who had no time to dodge were pierced and nailed to the earthen wall by the shafts of arrows, and the flesh and bones of their chests turned out, and thick blood flowed out.

While he was still rejoicing, one side of the wall suddenly exploded, and the crossbow arrow shaft showed two feet through the wall, and the arrow was blue and black. His skin was cold, and he turned his head to look to the side, Tian Zhen leaned against the wall on his right, the crossbow arrow was only three inches away from him, making his face slightly pale, but he pretended to smile at him easily.

Long-pole crossbow arrows were thrown into the city without interruption, piercing felt tents and roofs, or digging deep into the loess in the clearing, and the tail of the shaft trembled.

This kind of long-range strike looks scary, and lethality is just that, and being shot by an arrow in such a big city is pure luck.

Soon the sound of the arrow hitting the ground became scattered, and finally disappeared and invisible, and it seemed that the first round of arrow deterrence of the Tang Army had ended, and the next step was a tentative siege.

Since the Tang army has attacked the city, they no longer need to escort the herdsmen to cut grass outside the city, and they can hide for a while before the superiors find the door.

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The whipping execution on this side of the hay field was also interrupted by the sudden rain of arrows, and Greegin was so angry that he had to see the soldiers use whips to clean up these lowly herdsmen and call them crying fathers and mothers, and a sudden arrow fell into the soil in front of him, which directly frightened half of his soul, and he screamed and even ignored the dead horse, and ran wildly into the flat-roofed house with his head in his hands under the protection of his own soldiers.

The executioners saw Greegin fleeing first, and where did they dare to be exposed in broad daylight, and they scattered in panic one by one.

Duan Xiushi touched his back, his trembling fingers scratched the blood, and regardless of the burning pain on his back, he hurriedly helped the herdsmen around him to run in the direction of Diwozi.

"Tang Jun has released his arrows, quickly hide in the ground!"

The rest of the Tang army was sturdy, and a few whips could not affect their movements, so they quickly supported the emaciated herdsmen around them, looking for shelter and dodging the arrows. Scattered arrows fell incessantly, like hail that smashed dust before a thunderstorm.

Duan Xiushi went back and forth a few times, and finally picked up a thin old herdsman, and just took two steps, the herdsman screamed in pain, and looked down to see that his leg had been pierced by arrows and was drenched in blood.

He simply picked the old man up sideways and ran to the bottom of the nest, waiting for the scattered arrows to gradually stop.

After the rain of arrows was over, Duan Xiushi helped the old man out of the crypt and let him lie flat on the ground. He took out the knife hidden in his waist, cut off one end of the shaft of the arrow, and said in a very low voice in Turkic: "Uncle, bear with me." ”

He grabbed the shaft of the arrow and quickly pulled it out, but the old man only twitched his cheeks, and did not even moan. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, which contained the wound medicine prepared by the military medical officer, shook the mouth of the bottle with his fingers, sprinkled it lightly on both ends of the wound, and then tore a piece of cloth from the corner of his middle coat and wrapped the arrow wound on the old man's leg.

The old herdsman's withered bark-like face showed a hint of tranquility, opened his eyes and looked at Duan Xiushi, stretched out his hand to hug his chest and saluted, and then lay down limply. He wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't help but speak: "You, you are Tang Jun." ”

Duan Xiushi's bandaged hand suddenly paused, and then wrapped it up as if nothing happened, and said lightly: "How can you be sure?" ”

The old herdsman's expression was calm but relaxed, and he spoke in a broken voice: "I used to be the protector of the Sulu Khan, but because I made a mistake, the Khan whipped me and expelled me from the army, and came to this city of Talas to herd sheep for others. I know everything about being a soldier, and I saw it when I just cut grass and fed the livestock, and you people all have thick dry cocoons on the second section of your middle finger, which is a thick cocoon sharpened by a long time with a bow, much thicker than the cocoons of those herdsmen who know how to shoot and hunt. ”

Duan Xiushi wrapped the wound and put the old herdsman's calf on the ground, he hesitated and didn't know whether to get up and leave, but the old man suddenly said: "I won't tell you, on the contrary, I hope you can take this city, the souls of the Turgish people have rotten, there is no Uzhile, Suage, no Sulu, they have become purposeless livestock, rather than let them slaughter each other, it is better to be conquered by you and become slaves." ”

He turned his head to stare into the old man's eyes, and in those pale blue eyes he saw the sadness of the world and the despair that came from the bottom of his heart.

"Turgish is dying."