As the battle heats up, heralds from both the north and south cities come to report that the enemy has broken through the gap.

Only Dongcheng didn't react. Surrounding three queyi is also a way to attack the heart. It's a pity that the Western Regions Alliance's idea was wrong this time, because Zhang Zheng and the Tang soldiers under his command never thought of abandoning the city and fleeing.

Thanks to the fact that Saya Chu still left 500 men on the eastern wall to deal with it, it seems that it is completely unnecessary now.

"Kill~"

"Alien cubs, come and fight Yaye!" Gradually, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty died in battle and fell off the city wall.

This siege was more tragic than the previous two.

"Report, Beicheng asks for support."

"Report, there are not many rolling logs and stones in the southern city." I don't know when the wind started, and the pungent smell of blood penetrated into Zhang Zheng's nose.

Zhang Zheng's eyes gradually turned blood-red. Xicheng is the direction that has withstood the most enemy attacks and the most pressure, and there are gradually Gao Chang's soldiers attacking the city.

Although it was only one or two people occasionally, the numerical disadvantage of the Tang army was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"Uncle, it's time for Saya Chu to transfer the reserve troops forward." Chen Yu's tone was a little anxious, even though he had a weapon as powerful as a grenade.

However, the total number of Tang troops was less than 5,000, of which 1,000 elite cavalry had not yet been used, and the prince of Sayachu transferred another 1,000 people as a reserve.

Three thousand people, to defend the city walls in three directions, already seems clumsy.

"Wait." Zhang Zheng's eyes were red, and his heart was also anxious, but he still chose to believe in Saya Chu.

Moreover, the enemy army has 50,000 troops, of which 30,000 elites have not yet been used. If only 20,000 people are dealt with and all the family assets are pressed, how will the remaining 30,000 enemy troops deal with it?

With the summary of the news on the three city walls, Saya Prince's face became more and more solemn. Fortunately, the Tang Army's combat strength is indeed not blown, whenever there is a gap in a certain place, there will always be Tang soldiers who will not die in the next second.

There was an endless stream of people carrying materials such as rolling wood, stones, and gold juice to the city wall. Most of them were young and strong in the city, and they were forcibly conscripted by Xu Jingzong to help the Tang army defend the city.

But at this moment, these young faces were also a little hesitant. The enemy's offensive is too fierce, Xizhou, can you hold it?

The 1,000 Mo family members have lost their traces since they entered the city, and no matter how you look at it, the Tang Army's battle will be extremely difficult.

When the hand-to-hand combat is encountered, the bow and arrow, which is a sharp weapon for killing, loses its effect. Only the Don army's catapults and grenadiers constantly threw a steady stream of grenades at the enemy formations.

"Chen Yu, go and help them defend the city!" At this time, there is no longer any need to hide.

Without the arrows, in the chaos of the army, the enemy may not recognize Zhang Zheng.

"But, uncle..."

"No, it's an order!" Zhang Zheng became rare and serious, Chen Yu's expression changed several times, and in the end, he joined the ranks of the collection with a long knife in hand.

Zhang Zheng also took out the horizontal knife at his waist, wrapped the handle of the knife in the palm of his hand with a strip of cloth, and then grabbed a handful of sand and wiped it on his face, blending into the Tang sergeant.

Over the years, people seem to have become accustomed to Zhang Zheng's wisdom. Subconsciously thought that he should use his brain.

But everyone forgot that he was also a disciple of Jiangmen, and he was skilled in arching horses since he was a child. The gentleman who came out of the door, no matter how wasteful, never lacked the courage to cut with a knife when facing the enemy, he has also killed people, and there is more than one!

"Kill!" Shouting to lift himself, Zhang Zheng rushed to a gap. A Gao Chang soldier had just emerged from the ladder, and before he could show a triumphant smile, Zhang Zheng's horizontal knife had already slashed through his neck.

A dead human head flew high, blood gushed out from the neck, and the body gradually lost consciousness, fell off the ladder, and by the way, smashed the Gao Chang soldier who was about to climb the ladder below.

… Zhang Zheng didn't know how many enemy soldiers he had killed, but he knew that the blades of the horizontal knives in his hands had been slightly curled, and his wrists and arms were even more sore.

The enemy seemed to be inexhaustible, from early morning to noon, from noon to afternoon, and then to darkness. Another gap appeared, and Zhang Zheng filled it with a horizontal knife.

Raise your hand and wave your knife! This is the simplest action on weekdays, but it is extremely difficult at the moment. And this time, the expected scene of human heads flying did not appear.

Because the blade was stuck in the neck of the enemy soldier. Zhang Zheng was a little stunned, and before he could withdraw the knife, he felt a numb arm.

Looking back, it was another ladder of Gao Chang's soldiers who had already attacked the city at some point, and at this moment they were slashing a scimitar through Zhang Zheng's arm.

"Kill!" A mouthful shout of killing woke Zhang Zheng up, and he dodged the tip of the knife that stretched out towards his heart as fast as he could in his life.

As soon as he grabbed the neck of the enemy soldier and twisted it hard, the enemy fell off the city. Picking up a knife casually, Zhang Zheng subconsciously swung the knife and slashed, and the shot gradually lost its discipline.

"Retreat!" A burst of shouts exploded in Zhang Zheng's ears, but it was an old pawn. Zhang Zheng only felt that his scalp was cold, but the feather stalks on his helmet fell instantly.

The old soldier grabbed Zhang Zheng and threw him back, and the spear in his hand sank straight into the enemy's body. Then he didn't have time to look at Zhang Zheng, turned around and killed somewhere else.

Chen Yu, who had been paying attention to Zhang Zheng's movements not far away, was already drenched in cold sweat at this moment. Because Zhang Zheng's situation is too dangerous.

Kill the enemy who stood in front of him with a knife, and hurriedly killed in the direction of Zhang Zheng. At this moment, everyone is fighting bravely on the city wall, and no one will look at Zhang Zheng at all.

Not to mention that Zhang Zheng's appearance is hideous and terrifying now, no different from other soldiers. Those big masters who used to protect Zhang Zheng's safety at any time disappeared at this moment.

It's not that they don't want to protect Zhang Zheng, but no one would have imagined that a noble uncle would personally carry a knife into battle.

It was late at night, and Zhang Zheng once again joined the ranks of killing the enemy. Just killing and killing, the enemy in front of him suddenly decreased.

"Retreated, Gaochang retreated!" Suddenly, an excited call ignited the passion of the Tang soldiers on the city wall.

Zhang Zheng stared intently. Sure enough, I saw the remnants of Gaochang's army retreating with an unwilling face. The sound of the enemy's horn to withdraw the troops seemed to ignite the mood of the Tang army, and the Tang army, which could still move, suddenly opened its bow and arrows.

And the grenadiers, also under the protection of the shield soldiers, began a new round of throwing.

"Whew..."Zhang Zheng let out a long breath, and sat on the ground with his legs limp and collapsed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Like Zhang Zheng, many Tang soldiers collapsed to the ground when they saw the enemy retreating, and after a while, snoring sounded from their mouths and noses.