Chapter 247: king

"Where is the horse?"
"Dead," the awakening garrison followed Yin Chang, "the surrounding whistle was annihilated, and no one returned."
Yin Chang filled the wine pouch, hung it back to his waist, and took a sip when he inserted the knife: "Hassen on Dog Day."
The station did not move, the whistle was dead, and the news could not go out, and the reinforcements could not come.
"Reorganize the sentry post," Yin Chang said, "waiting for the opportunity to ignite Langyantai before dawn, so that you can get news from Beibei, Dunzhou and Bianjun."
Duanzhou has been slaughtered because the whistle can't run over the horses in Biansha, so when Shen Zechuan established the Duanzhou Crossing Horse Road, he modeled the Wanli Beacon in Bian County. As long as these three lines are lit, the three parties know that critical.
As soon as Yin Chang opened the curtain, he heard the drums of war screaming outside the city.
The cavalry drummed!
Yin Chang ran his legs and ran towards the wall. He opened his throat as he ran, and shouted with stubbornness: "Ready—"
The archers between the stacks pulled their strings neatly, holding their breath and staring out of the city.
A small barrel drum is fixed on both sides of the horses of the Biansha cavalry. With the striking of the night, this is a precursor to the charge. When the drum sounds will be suspended, the horses snoring hot and rush forward.
Yin Chang immediately waved his hand and continued to yell, "Arrow!"
No one knows that the cavalry forward is divided into two wings at a time, revealing the shield infantry behind. The infantry moved quickly, approaching the gate against the arrow rain.
Duanzhou faces the east, with an open terrain and close to the Chashi River, where Shen Zechuan dug and built a moat and wanted to build a moat. But this year's time is tight, only the channel of the main gate facing the east has taken shape, and has not yet drained from the Chashi River. Xiao Chiye told Shen Zechuan before going south, so Shen Zechuan removed the square brick at the bottom of the ditch and replaced it with iron tribulus for the northern army.
The gate opened, Yin Chang rushed out with the Duanzhou defense forces, and removed the pass board on the trench before the Biansha Cavalry charged. Without the board, the cavalry would not be able to cross the trench into the gate.
As soon as the arrow rain on the wall stopped, the oil tanks of fire ignited.
Yin Chang dragged the board back, and continued to shout, "Smash the can!"
The fire oil tank on the wall stack smashed in unison, and the fire flames shone brightly. The garrison leaned forward and threw the fire oil tank down. The oil splashed on the infantry's shield and burst into flames. But Yin Chang wasn't happy, because he saw the infantry scattered and stepped out of the way to cover up the leader.
Oops!
This siege vehicle was originally used to cover trenches. It has a screen in front and a shed in the back. The head car in the middle can shield the arrows for the soldiers who dug the ground. In addition, it also has a prominent function, which is to extinguish fire. The infantryman hidden in the head of the car lifted out, and used a dagger to cut through the leather bag containing the river water, and it was able to contain the fire of the oil tank in an instant.
Yin Chang recognized the purpose of the opponent. Hasson consumed the arrows and fire oil tanks of the defending army by the infantry and pushed the infantry to the trench. This was to prepare the cavalry in the rear.
"Archers prepare--"
As soon as Yin Chang's words fell, the infantry raised their shields again. I didn't know Yin Chang didn't plan to release an arrow at this moment. He pulled out his sword, rushed forward with the garrison, rushed to the trench, and jumped out like an old lion in the horrified eyes of the soldiers on the edge.
"Stop it!"
Yin Chang fell heavily on the brick wall of the ditch, and his feet suddenly slid down. He grabbed the edge of the ditch and stepped up a few times, climbing up, and the defensive forces followed Yin Chang to kill the progressive army camp.
"Arrow!"
The arrow rain suddenly came, and the infantry who couldn't hold their shields finally fell.
"Who is that?" The strong man on the pony leaned his head and saw Yin Chang's white hair across the crowd. He touched his machete, with a four-legged snake above his bare arms, and said with interest in Biansha: "Like a hero."
"The strong Zhuo Li doesn't recognize him," said the cavalry following the man. "He is the commander of the Izumi Defense Force, and the old general who captured Fanzhou for Shen Zechuan is called Yin Chang."
Zhuo Jianming wrote the words of the week and repeatedly said, "One, one taste?"
"Prosperity means." The cavalry soothed the restless horse.
"He has the courage of a lion," Zhuo Li continued to look at Yin Chang, clamped the horse's belly, and moved forward without hesitation in the shaking. "I'm going to fight him."
The cavalry looked back at the Rainbow Eagle Banner and advised: "Hasson's order has not come yet, and this is not the time for Zhuo Li to strike."
Zhuoli moved his sturdy arm, pulled out his machete, and said, "Hasson wants us to make a quick decision. I can't wait."

The garrison assembles the people in the city. They will send the people to Ximen, where the connected horse road leads to Dunzhou. If the east gate fails, they will have a chance to escape before the massacre begins. The people came over one after another, dragging their homes with their mouths, looking hurriedly, and occasionally a few babies were crying, and they were soon covered up. More and more people gathered, and with the bombardment of the East Gate, there were repressed gasps everywhere.
The gentlemen have been here for a long time. They are carrying simple bags, and they are all cases. This is their hard work. Gao Zhongxiong's white complexion did not recover. He tightened his baggage and stood with the crowd.
Kong Ling pushed Yao Wenyu with a pocket on his chest and a restless tiger slave.
Yao Wenyu's four-wheeler passed the people. Hearing that someone was sobbing in the crowd, he turned his head and looked at the other side.
"First, sir," the widow who was alone holding the child covered her nose and mouth, whispered in a choked throat, "Are you going to slaughter again ..."
The young boy's eyes were gentle, he raised his hand, handed his papa to the other side, and said, "No."
Weeping all around, his words didn't seem to be persuasive in the sound of the fight in front.
"If the city breaks and people can't run horses, they still have to die. They have to die." The man pulled the only donkey left, crouched at the corner, and said with a local accent, "I shouldn't go to Duanzhou to slap!"
"Where did the garrison go?" Someone approached the door and patted the door. "Now open the door and let us run to Dunzhou. How many can we escape before the city breaks!"
The crowd was noisy, they shoved towards Ximen, and the restless atmosphere floated in the night. Gao Zhongxiong was forced to move forward, holding his baggage and squeezing sideways to Kong Ling.
"Nothing to step on," Gao Zhongxiong guarded his baggage, and raised his head, "You all have to ..."
The crowd couldn't hear his voice at all. I don't know who had hit his elbow on Gao Zhongxiong's stomach. He didn't hold his baggage, watched his paper and pencils scattered on the ground, and hurriedly bent to pick it up. But there were too many people, and before he could find enough, the pen was broken.
Gao Zhongxiong hurriedly said: "Mo step pen, Mo step pen!"
Kong Ling was too crowded to stand and Yao Wenyu's four-wheeler was inconvenient. It would be bad if he rushed into the crowd! Kong Ling held the tiger slave in one hand and dragged the four-wheeler in one hand, and said to the surroundings, "Where is the guard? Come and protect Yuan Zhuo!"
Yao Wenyu's wheel got stuck on a hard object, and suddenly "jumped" with the impact, almost overturning. He turned his gaze and looked at the crowd. The moonlight was untimely quiet, sliding down the floor along his sleeves.
The sound of tapping the door intensified, shouting "open the door" everywhere. The memories of Duanzhou's slaughter are too deep. They can't see the dawn. The fiercer the fight in front is, the more bottomless everyone is.
"Hey!" Gao Zhongxiong waved his sleeves angrily, and stopped writing. He explored his arm and grabbed the four-wheeler, and brought it in front of himself. What's the rush, the city isn't broken yet, the monarch is ahead! "
Shouts suddenly sounded all around: "Where has the governor gone?"
"Where did Shen Zechuan go?"
"No soldiers and no guards, have you left?"
Where would Gao Zhongxiong know this would happen, he hurriedly said, "The Prince is ..."
"Shen Zechuan ran!" Someone stomped, "No one was seen!"
The atmosphere seemed to be ignited. The original depressed cry burst into the crowd. The impatience was rampant. The sound of the door slamming gradually turned into a slamming door. The panic filled with hysterics.
The hidden danger named "Shen Wei" finally broke out, it was like a sharp sword hanging above Shen Zechuan's head at all times, hiding the Bo Bo's resistance to Shen Zechuan. Even if Shen Zechuan obtained the six states of China and Bo, it could not be eradicated. Shen Wei deserted the city and fled. Duan and Dun, the corpses of the dead and blood, now Shen Zechuan did not show up, and Shen fled again.
"Open the door, open the door ..." Someone cried.
The gate protruded forward slightly and squeezed out the gap. The remaining garrison could not stop the crowd, and stretched its neck and reprimanded, "Don't squeeze!"
But it didn't work, the crowd was messed up.
The guard was panting, and did not dare to open the door. The eastern sentry was killed. If the cavalry had gone to the west, no one knew. He now opened the gate and stabbed Duanzhou from behind. It was a real city break. It's up!
The garrison forces pushed the people by brute force, pulled out the sabers around their waists, and shouted, "Who the is it!"
Kong Ling suddenly said, "Not good."
Sure enough, as soon as the garrison fired his sword, the surrounding area erupted completely, and baggage and fists slammed into him like a shower, and the crowds rushed forward, shouting, "Open the door!"
The garrison can't really kill someone. He guarded his head and noticed that someone was grabbing a knife in the back, and he couldn't help saying: "I'll hack someone to grab a knife!"
The gate was swayed and the garrison had not stood still. A huge force came from the back, and then the entire gate made a "bang", and was hit by a collision from outside!
"My day!" The garrison lay on the ground, was stomped a few feet, climbed up and held the people blocking the road, pushed people frantically, and shouted at their soldiers, "Hurry up the door!"
"Cavalry!" The crowd exclaimed, and everyone rushed back and forth, "The cavalry broke the city!"
The garrison dragged its knife, leaned against its back against the crumbling door, drank neatly with dozens of soldiers, and tried to push the broken gate back. However, the giant wood collision outside slammed the city gate again, shaking their backs to numbness.
Yao Wenyu supported his hand, and Gao Zhongxiong and Kong Ling set aside each other, trying to push Yuan Zhuo away. Kong Ling's scalp exploded. He heard the long-lost horseshoe sound across the half-capped city gate.
"I took Yuan Zhuo out of the alley," Kong Ling pushed Yao Wenyu, hesitating about the case, and raised his robe. "Go ahead!"
Gao Zhongxiong shook his hand fiercely, he said, "I'm staying with Mr., Mr ...."
The gate was completely smashed, and the wood splashed. The garrison could not carry it, and the cavalry jumped directly over their heads, ran in, and the machete waved at Gao Zhongxiong.
The garrison wolves rushed up, suddenly held the machete, carrying them and said, "Run fast, report to the government prince quickly, Ximen is broken, we keep-"
The words of the garrison fell, and the head fell to the ground.
Gao Zhongxiong yelled, his feet were soft, and he supported the four-wheeler and almost fell to the ground. Yao Wenyu watched the machete strike again, and his back was soaked, and he suddenly passed the car body and blocked in front of Kong Ling and Gao Zhongxiong.
A light ride across the crowd, it seemed like a stream of mercury in the night, and the long hum of the long sword flew into the cavalry's throat, and he rushed forward when the opponent fell down.
Qiao Tianya pulls his horse, pulls out his sword, inserts the scabbard, gasps at Yao Wenyu, and yells at Ding Tao behind him: "Take the gentlemen!"
Yao Wenyu didn't move. He clenched his handles and turned his head to look over Qiao Tianya when he turned around. He saw Fengta Shuangyi hissing his hoof, and Shen Zechuan's white sleeves on his back rolled up. Yangshan's snow was like an angry dragon. When it passed the cavalry's throat, it was sharp and clear.
The wind stepping frost coat crossed the head and ran across the gate of the city. The Jinyi behind him swept across the side sand cavalry and splattered in the squall wind.
Qiao Tianya is also leaving, but Yao Wenyu looks at him, and there are faint blue tendons floating on the back of his hand, and he whispers to him, "Bring the Prince!"
Shen Zechuan hugged his body and broke his right hand as early as in Dunzhou. He is now the master of six states, and accidentally died on the battlefield, and all the efforts of China Bo will be lost.
Qiao Tianya was expressionless.
Yao Wenyu looked at Qiao Tianya beggingly, saying word by word, "The Prince of Wancheng is not at risk."
Shen Zechuan shook off the blood beads on the snow blade of Yangshan Mountain, pulled his horse in the open space, his chest was undulating, facing the wind, his right fingers faintly twitched. He stood in front, looking at the grey world. He is not strong, but he will not fall. In the sky, he looks like misty gravel and a sharp steel knife nailed in front of Duanzhou City.
He is insidious and deceitful, and he will report without any means.
He was not expected to be emperor at all.
but--
Qiao Tianya leaned over and stunned Yao Wenyu's forehead. When Yao Wenyu thought he would do the same, he turned the horse's head and drank: "Oath to death, follow the palace king to kill the enemy!"
The sky was broken in a hurry, and there was a dim light in the dark. The blade of Shen Zechuan wiped the outside of the thigh, and the sharp blade shot out in the light. Like the owner, the wind stepping frosty clothing only moved forward.
forward!
Jin Yiqi shouted in unison: "Follow him to kill the enemy!"
In these people's eyes, he is the monarch who opened the world!
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