There was a raging fire in the forage field, forming a hundred-foot-long tumbling fire dragon, dyeing half of the sky west of Talas, and black smoke swirled over the flames, surging and churning like a demon descending.

The piles of thousands of carts of hay are the guarantee that the black surnamed Tuqishi dares to hold on for a long time. Once these pastures are burned out, nearly 10,000 horses and tens of thousands of livestock in the city will have no food, and the Erwei Khan's troops will be cut off from the source of food.

The cruelty of war is also here, and countless lives are sacrificed, and those who are swept in it will become victims.

In the center of the whirlpool of war, one of the victims, Erwei Khan, lay in the vaulted hall late at night, unable to sleep, he had a lot of worries in his heart, and it was always difficult to be quiet, so after tossing and turning, he had to sit up from the woolen felt blanket and put on a white robe and walked out of the temple door.

He only glanced up, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and half of the sky to the west was dyed red, and the ground was raging with churning flames.

"Someone! Come on! ”

Erwei Khan screamed!

The Khan's younger brothers, Basyehu and Pibatutun, rushed to hear the sound and were shocked to see the fire in the distance.

Erwei Khan pointed to the west with trembling fingers and shouted, "What is that place?" Is it a forage field! Why the fire! Where's Grierkin! His hay yard was burned, what did he eat! ”

Basyehu hurriedly hugged his chest and saluted, "Khan is angry, I will immediately mobilize people and horses to go over and see who is causing trouble!" ”

Pi Ba Tutun also took the initiative to ask: "It must be the Tang army spies mixed in among the herdsmen, I immediately sent the supervising team to summon all the departments to fight the fire, and if I can save the next part, it will be counted as a part!" ”

"What are you waiting for, go! The great deeds of Ben Khan are ruined in your hands! ”

The whole city of Talas was in chaos, and in order to save the grass that had been hoarded for many days, the troops sleeping in the houses in the city were bombarded like chickens by the overseers, and rushed towards the forage field.

"Hurry up and put out the fire, quick!"

Standing dozens of feet away from the hay field, the skin on his face could feel the rolling heat rushing in. The sergeants stood on the periphery of the fire ring with buckets, and even if they wanted to put out the fire, they were forced by the heat to get close.

"Go! Fuck you! ”

Ye Hu anxiously waved his horsewhip and whipped the soldiers around him, and several soldiers threw themselves a few feet away from the flames, splashed the bucket on the ground, and staggered back, their hair and eyebrows were already burned.

Pi Ba Tutun rushed with a team of pro-protectors and overseers surrounded by countless people, and he immediately ordered the firefighters to be poured with water and let them rush in with buckets of water in wet sheep felt.

Pi Ba Tutun cursed and shouted: "Where are those herdsmen under the command of Geli Tutun! Those who herd sheep! Herding cattle! Grass cuts! These bastards! ”

Basye Hu suddenly woke up: "Quick, come on!" Call Gurley to me! ”

Pi Ba personally led the overseer team to the war, and vowed to cut open the belly of this lazy fat pig.

After waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, Pi Ba hurried back to report to Ye Hu: "Gerry has been killed!" Together with his pro-army of dozens of people! Even the Kangju girl he secretly raised did not let go! ”

"Who did it?" Basyehu lowered his head and muttered to himself, suddenly raised his head and exclaimed, "Quick! East City Gate! Go to the East City Gate! ”

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There is no need to distinguish between the soldiers and the people of the nomads, even if they are just sheep herders, the quality of all aspects is better than that of the peasants who farm the land. The rebellion of the people of the Central Plains is said to have risen up, and the herdsmen can directly pull their bows when they raise troops. Before these herdsmen of Talas were recruited as slaves by the Black Turks, they were all good at herding sheep and hunting.

They picked up the swords and guns of the Turgish soldiers who had been killed by the Tang army and quickly joined the battle.

After setting a fire to the forage field, Li Siye led the herdsmen to pounce on the east gate from the remote streets of Talas in three ways. The darkness of the night, the raging flames at the end of the sky, and the chaotic Tushi soldiers have become their best shelter.

The turkish soldiers at the head of the city saw the fire in the distance and heard the shouts of firefighting, and naturally someone went to save the fire, and they only needed to do their duty to defend the city.

Dense footsteps sounded under the ramp in the distance, countless torches were rapidly approaching, and the soldiers shouted loudly in nervousness: "Where are you?" Why come to the East Wall late at night! ”

A mouthful of pure Turkic called out: "We are the pro-protector of the Erwei Khan!" The Tang army infiltrated the city, fearing that the enemy army would come to destroy it, so they came to reinforce the city to prevent the enemy from having internal responses! ”

The soldiers were still doubting the veracity of these words, and in front of the rapidly approaching procession, a short spear in the hand of a man had been thrown into the belly of the soldier, and the torch in his hand fell from the top of the city. Following the trail of the short spears, hundreds of bows and crossbows gathered to shoot arrows, shouts of killing, groans and dull roars mingled in the darkness, sparks erupted from the impact of swords and spears, and the severed flesh tore apart.

The battle on the southern section of the city gate had begun, and with the faint light of the torches in the darkness, Duan Xiushi led everyone to shoot a round of crossbow arrows at close range, and then rushed to the head of the city.

Duan Xiushi swung his horizontal knife and cut off the head of the last centurion, pulled out the ringing arrow from the quiver on his waist, put it on the longbow and threw it towards the east elevation, and a sharp whistle pierced the sky.

Tian Zhen stood on the pile of corpses at the head of the city opposite, took the ringing disbe from Bai Xiaode's hand, pulled the bow and shot it, and a second sharp chirp sounded.

Li Siye led thirty people towards the gate of the city, followed by hundreds of herdsmen carrying various weapons. The 100-man team of Turgish guarding the city gate shot arrows indiscriminately at the footsteps of torches in front of them, and the opponent fell to the ground piecemeal, and the bowstrings of the crossbows slammed, and the Turgish fell in the darkness.

"Collect the crossbow, draw the sword!"

The soldiers withdrew their bows and crossbows, and drew their horizontal knives from their waists, and Li Siye took the lead in shouting, and rushed forward with both knives in hand. The herdsmen in the back rows shone their light with torches, and after a dull sound of slashing, the crowd poured up to the gate and lifted the stalls side by side.

The old iron-clad city gate made a sluggish grinding sound, and in an unusual time, the opening and closing of the city gate signaled the occurrence of a major historical event, and it sounded like a lot of heavy and heavy colors.

They carried torches through the long corridor and rushed to the second gate, and Li Siye drew a ringing hammer from his back and shouted, "Bring a bow!" ”

A sergeant stepped forward and handed him the longbow, and Li Siye put the arrow on the bowstring, pulled it into the full moon, and raised his head to shoot a hammer into the sky, like the scream of wind chimes vibrating in the air, resounding in and around the city of Talas.

The red cloak of Fumeng Lingcha hunted in the night wind, and he drew the ring knife from his waist, held it in his hand, and said loudly: "The sound of the dwarp has sounded!" Town! ”

Where his blade swung it, the torches lit up one after the other, like sparks spreading throughout the phalanx, surging towards the gates of Talas.

Li Siye led everyone to rush to the city gate, the sound of fighting above his head sounded, and the Tuqi Shi Hei surname had already woken up and began to compete with them for control of the city.

Now it's time!

"Kill!"

Li Siye took out the arrow from the quiver and shot it into the dark city gate, and the Tuqi Shi people pulled their bows and counterattacked, and he was hit by an arrow in the right shoulder. Holding back the pain, he pulled the arrow out, put it on the bow and reflected it. He then threw away his longbow and slashed at it with both blades.

At the head of the city, Bai Xiaode pounced on the Tuqi Shi people with two spears in his left and right hands, like a vicious tiger pounced into the flock, and the tip of the spear pierced the necks of one soldier after another. He was covered in blood, but his spirit was getting more and more excited.

Tian Zhen brandished the blade to kill the enemy, he hung many colors on his body, his physical strength did not decline at all, seeing the robes around him fall one by one, he roared and rushed into the enemy group, first killed the one holding the torch, and then took advantage of the darkness to wield a wild knife, spilling blood. Except for himself, everyone is an enemy, just slash and kill desperately.

However, after everyone fell, the two knives collided together, and he could tell from the ghostly light on the blade that the other was using the same knife as himself.

"Get your name in! I'm Tian Zhen! ”

The man replied, "I'm Yan Xiaosi!" ”

Li Siye dodged the spear in the dark, his cheek was cut by the head of the spear, and he stabbed it with both hands on the hilt, nailing the last gatekeeper to the gate with a horizontal knife.

He had multiple wounds on his body, and he endured the pain and pushed up the door stall with his shoulder, and the herdsmen who rushed out with him ran under the door stall one after another, bending their knees and lifting them together.

"One, two, three!"

"The gates are open!"

Tens of thousands of Tang troops poured into the city gates, they passed through the long corridors, and rushed to the head of the city.