Tang Shaoyou and Duan Tiannan have been rivals for several years.

Therefore, he had a premonition before nightfall, and came to the city to wait for this inevitable battle.

The sword array soared into the sky like a dragon, and the stars scattered, encircling and suppressing one person.

Then it was blasted open by the power of the golden palm.

There was an uproar in the barracks.

Many soldiers came out of the tent, and once they saw the battle group in the distance, they couldn't help but stop and silence.

Far away, even if Hong Fan closed his eyes, he could feel the ups and downs of the aura of heaven and earth like a tide.

It's like a small fish falling in the vortex of two giant whales colliding.

Whether it is Duan Tiannan or Tang Shaoyou, they are not cold-blooded murderers.

They are well aware that the fundamental purpose of this confrontation is to reduce the uncertainty of war and reduce possible casualties.

As a result, the warband quickly rose to the top and moved away from the city at speeds of hundreds of kilometers per hour.

The camp was silent for two quarters of an hour.

Then, when Duan Tiannan returned with the red silk under the moon, there was a burst of relaxed cheers.

Outside the camp gate, Hong Fan and Qiu Yuankui greeted him, and saw Duan Tiannan's clothes in rags, and there were two flying sword piercing wounds on his body.

One on the forearm and one on the lateral ribs.

The wound was an inch wide, slightly red and swollen, and had stopped bleeding.

"How's the injury?"

Hong Fan's jawline was slightly tight, and he said with concern.

"It's not light."

Duan Tiannan replied that he didn't care.

"It's almost fifty or sixty percent of the combat strength, and it will take a few days to raise."

"Donald traitor is even worse, I slapped me in the shoulder, and more than 100 iron scales were broken, and I couldn't make up for the brand in dozens of hours."

He said and looked at Qiu Yuankui again.

"Old Qiu, the old brother plus you, you can already stalemate with him now, if there are more midstream innates, you can even have a chance of winning."

"It's a lose-lose battle."

"But Donald's age and physique are not as good as mine, and the recovery from his injuries is far less fast than mine!"

Duan Tiannan's language is self-satisfied.

Qiu Yuankui's face softened a lot when he heard this.

In his mind, those five or six hundred iron scales were more terrifying than the high walls in the distance.

Without tonight's battle, he wouldn't dare to send the soldiers to Duanli City.

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The next day, the seventh day of the ninth month.

Outside Duanli City, the sun is rising.

At six o'clock in the morning, the Yum Army began to make rice.

Smoke and steam rose and formed low clouds.

Half an hour later, the whole army started their meal on time.

With overheated food, the soldiers put on armor under the shouts of the low-level officers, and went out of the camp.

At noon, the sun was shining.

Hundreds of paces apart, the two armies confronted each other.

A whip sounded.

Xu Yuntao hit his horse and went out of battle, stepping on the barren smoke and dust, and walked forward 200 steps.

"The marching chief of the Baisheng Army informed the Duanli Tang clan and the Tianfeng sergeant."

"Those who surrender will not be killed, those who abandon the city will not be chased, and those who will not be slaughtered after the city is won."

He shouted, his voice going against the wind, and striking the city like thunder.

Tang Sheng looked back with mockery.

"A mere rebel general, in front of this seat, swallowed two defeats in a row, and dared to speak wildly?"

He stepped on the pheasant moat and pointed with his hand.

The city burst into laughter.

Xu Yuntao did not refute with a cold face, but just said something to invite battle.

"The surname is Tang, can you dare to go down to the city to fight?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Tang Sheng looked forward to returning.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Xu Yuntao fought his horse back to the battle, as if he was going back to change weapons.

Tang Shengwang took the double-headed star shuttle flying sword suspended at his side, and jumped down in quick steps.

Then, when he stood still in the center, he saw the opposing army separate.

It was not Xu Yuntao who came out, but a young gunman in gray.

It's not good-looking, but it looks easy to deal with.

Tang Shengwang chuckled in his heart.

Having fought in two siege battles, can he still recognize Gu Yixin?

"Substitution, Xu Yuntao, you are really a rat?!"

Tang Shengwang scolded angrily.

But the new footsteps of the ancient meaning have not stopped.

When the two sides were about a hundred paces apart, Tang Shengwang finally couldn't stand it, turned around and fled back to the city, leaving Gu Yixin alone to stand alone among the loess.

"Tang Shengwang, I just said that it was a fighting general, but I didn't say who it was."

Xu Yuntao's words floated over.

Tang Shengwang was about to sneer at each other, but he heard Gu Yixin's question.

"Senior Tang doesn't dare to fight me?"

Calm and serious.

[You're not talking nonsense? 】

Tang Shengwang thought.

Of course he wasn't stupid enough to say it.

But no matter what, scaring the enemy coach into fleeing has boosted the morale of the Hundred Victories.

Since the spear leader is under the city, the fighting will naturally fail.

Tang Shengwang then arranged for a few specially selected soldiers to go to the city to scold.

Xu Yuntao had already prepared, and as soon as he gave the order, several soldiers with loud voices and many words came out of the battle.

The two sides were arguing for a while, and Hong Fan opened his ears when he heard it.

Although the scolding battle continued, the Baisheng Army did not stop moving.

After a short time, eight shield carts were rolled out from behind, with four-wheeled, half-height skin hardwood shields at the front, and the shield surface was smeared with wet mud.

"Pan Rui, let your people go up, first peel off this outer layer of skin for me!"

Xu Yuntao ordered.

The drums of war played.

The first group of 2,000 men went into battle, and the ratio was one soldier to three auxiliaries.

Among them, the former wears iron armor and carries a large axe, and the latter carries an empty bamboo basket.

The line of the shields marched forward, approaching within 200 paces of the city.

The auxiliaries dispersed according to the order, carrying bamboo baskets to pick up thistles.

It was still far away, and only a handful of snipers in the city tried to shoot arrows, occasionally pinning one or two to the ground, mixing the drums with a thin howl.

Then a military marquis shouted and ordered, and sent the shield hand forward to retrieve the wounded.

As the array pushed all the way forward, the thistle was quickly emptied.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the shield cart advanced to a hundred paces below the city.

Heavily armored soldiers carried large axes and slashed horizontally and vertically, crushing horses and antlers into pieces, opening the way for the large siege equipment that followed.

At this point, they have entered the effective kill range of the crossbow.

Steady piles of arrows came from the top of the city, and nails hung into iron armor.

And once a strong man who penetrates the realm of chaos releases the strings, a particularly poignant arrow roar will sound.

In this formation, on the temporary point platform, Hong Fan enjoys a seat by virtue of his own fame.

From here he could see everything on the front line.

A heavy armored soldier who was about to split with an axe was nailed into his left chest by a four-edged heavy arrow, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Glancing to the left, knowing that there was no help, he lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.

The one on the right was frightened, glanced back at the formation, took out the pill with a trembling hand and took it.

In just a few breaths, the man's eyes flickered as deep as a puddle of water, and he turned back to slash at the arrow.

On the stage, Hong Fan got up several times, but was persuaded by Qiu Yuankui, only to feel that time passed extremely slowly.

Xu Yuntao was the busiest one, repeatedly sending people to confirm the progress of equipment construction and earthwork handling.

At noon, the whole army had a meal.

The lunch of the high-ranking generals was the same as that of the soldiers, but two pieces of bread.

The difference is that Hong Fan has an extra bowl of steaming lamb soup.

Before 1 p.m., most of the barricades were cleared.

The cost was more than five hundred casualties.

In the afternoon, under the direct fire of the autumn sun, the Baisheng army began to deal with the trapped horse trenches.

Baskets of dirt were transferred to the front line by the people.

The shield cart was held in front of the trench like a castle and was used as a transit point.

The tower shield is a low wall that moves, covering auxiliaries from filling the pit.

Although the rain of arrows was sparse, it did not stop for a moment.

A few lucky back and forths without incident.

The unlucky one was pierced by a heavy arrow, and even the people fell into the trench with dirt bags, which was considered to have overfulfilled the task.

At this time, Xu Yuntao issued another military order.

Finally, Hong Fan was able to go out accompanied by Gu Yixin.

(End of chapter)