It was dark at night.
Don de crawled forward in the mud, his armor covered with dirt and dew.
When it was dark, the night Raider set out from the sheep's intestines path far away from Jiameng pass. After walking in the middle of the night, he was finally close to Jiameng pass.
Hua Xun stepped on the mud and asked Tang De in front of him.
"Old Tang, how long will it take to arrive? It's going to dawn later."
Tang De stretched out his hand, pointed to the darkness in the distance, and said in a hoarse voice, "general, where is the outer wall of Jiameng pass? Let's bypass the outer wall and jump in from the south hill."
"Stop"
Hua Xun waved, stopped the marching army, asked Tang De and said:
"Old Tang, are you sure you can jump in from there?"
"Of course, I've been away for dozens of times."
Donald patted his chest and promised.
In the dark night, Hua Xun's face turned a few times. A moment later, he still asked and said, "there are other ways. We don't know the terrain and rush in from there. If we fall into the enemy's trap."
After a few turns, Tang De finally thought of a way and said, "then you can only climb in from here. This is the back wall of Guancheng. There are dozens of steps in front of the barracks, but you will be found."
Hua Xun waved his hand and said indifferently, "we are coming for the Thai Western army. What are we afraid of? It's not easy to make a trap near the barracks. Come on, get ready to build a ladder."
At the command, the rear guard rushed up and quickly set up a ladder that could quickly rush to Guancheng by using the nearby stone tree fork.
Under the escort of several close soldiers, Hua Xun climbed to Guancheng and looked at the dark barracks. He was a little confused.
"Is there an ambush, or why can't you see a little light?"
Li Liang, a close guard nearby, muttered.
Hua Xun waved his hand: "Li Liang, take people down to see what's going on in the barracks. Be careful not to make a noise, which has disturbed the Tibetans and barbarians."
On the other side, outside the west gate, a group of barbarian elders looked at him quickly and solemnly.
"Will the Han Army really attack the city tonight?"
The elder Gree's face was calm and light: "what if we don't attack the city? We have withdrawn from the barracks and are ready to leave the west city. Whether the Han Army attacks the city or not, we have to go."
Xiaolun Kampot was covered in armor and smiled brightly: "of course, the Han army must attack the city tonight. The day for us to return to the ethnic area has finally come. We don't have to give these G soldiers any more ǒ Ur ì de tessi worked hard. "
With this saying, the small wheel tribute waved his hand: "children, warriors, the day for us to return to the ethnic land has finally come. Kill out of the West City..."
"Kill"
The sound of shouting and killing suddenly sounded from the South City, and the orange fire burst into the sky, instantly illuminating less than half of the pass city.
The little wheel Kampot raised his hand in the air. He looked at the one next to him. The Han army attacked the city. The grandson, the crow, was hit again.
"Walk around, open the west gate and go out of the city. If you dare to stop, there will be no amnesty."
Xiaolun Gongbu took the lead in going to the west city. Now, while the Taixi people are busy dealing with the Han Army, they hurry to leave.
In the Guancheng governor's house, Slote was called up by his own soldiers, and his face was tired.
"What's the matter? Why are there shouts of killing in Guancheng? Is it the barbarian rebellion?"
"These white eyed wolves, who are not familiar with raising them, will kill his family land when I transfer a strong crossbow."
Joseph came in from the outside with a team of soldiers. His face was ugly: "Sir, the Han Army has entered the city. Jiameng pass is over?"
SCHLOTT stood up and his face was full of anger: "you're talking nonsense. Guancheng is a dangerous place. The Han army can attack it if it wants to. How many lives did the barbarians fill in to break through Jiameng pass."
Joseph was too lazy to explain to Slote. He just said, "the Han Army has entered the city. Please make a quick decision so as not to make mistakes."
Outside the city, Su Lu stood in front of a team of catapults, looked at the fire in the city, and said, "smash, smash at the city gate, smash open the city gate."
"The birds took off to assist the sergeant in Guancheng to clean up the Taixi people of the brigade."
The birds took off and soon flew over Jiameng pass. After the first stone was thrown by the catapult, the birds also began to spray arrows, and the wailing voice in the pass became louder.
More than a dozen stone throwers blasted at the city gate. Before long, the city gate building was smashed, and the vermilion gate was also smashed open from the middle by a big stone.
"Kill"
Qian Buzhou, the United Army, rushed out, and the Han Army brigade rushed to the broken gate of Guancheng.
Simon, YingYuan pulled out the short knife cut on a barbarian and spit.
Outside the west gate, the barbarian brigade has withdrawn, and the broken barbarians are like rabbits who have taken off their shackles. SA Yazi runs wildly, and the Han Army has no time to catch up.
"Go, kill back and destroy all the Tibetans."
YingYuan waved a steel knife and turned around to command.
A lieutenant reminded him, "it's general Hua Xun's order to guard the west gate. We can't leave without permission."
The scarlet color in YingYuan's eyes receded. Looking at the shouting and killing voice in the city, YingYuan gave a vicious order and said:
"Close the gate of the city, and I'll catch the Tibetans in a jar."
By dawn, most of the fighting was finally over, but the fighting in the governor's house continued.
Most of the Taixi troops gathered here and resisted step by step by virtue of the terrain in the governor's office. Although the combat power of the Taixi infantry was slightly poor, it also caused a lot of casualties to the Han army.
Surrounded by the generals, Su Lu entered the city and rode a flying horse to report.
"Dushuai, the Taixi people resisted tenaciously and threw out a surrender letter. They won't surrender until they see you."
Su Lu took down the book, looked at it, and casually asked Gao Dabao, the messenger.
"Dabao, do you think we should accept surrender or kill these Taixi people?"
"Kill all"
Gao Dabao's face was full of red light and said fiercely, "birds cooperate to kill all the Tibetans. See what these grandchildren have done to the west of Liaoning."
Looking at the book, Su Lu frowned and handed it to Dong Ling next to him.
Dong Ling looked for two eyes, and his face immediately became ugly. "The Taixi people have brought the weapon code named strong crossbow. I'd like to see what kind of weapon is thought by the Taixi people to be something that can kill a city."
Another two came on flying horses. The first one was responsible for guarding YingYuan of Xicheng.
"Dushuai, it's a bad thing. The Taixi people have an army outside the city with a big boss's door board, which is full of arrows."
Next to Dong Ling casually asked, "how big is the door?"
YingYuan stretched out his hand and said, "it's so big. It's so big from the south of the city to the north of the city."
As soon as Su Lu's face changed, it seemed not impossible to destroy half of Jiameng pass with a blow if it was as big as this pass city and could shoot through ten feet of wood.
"Dabao, go and bring the leader of the Taixi people up and let them surrender unconditionally, otherwise there will be no amnesty."
Gao Dabao answered excitedly and turned away.
When Sulu arrived in the West City, Joseph and SCHLOTT were tied up. They wanted to surrender with dignity, but when the birds were coming and the arrows were shooting, they could only surrender in this way.
Being taken to the head of the city, SCHLOTT stood next to Su road and saw the strong crossbow under the city. SCHLOTT was not well.
"Don't let go of the crossbow, don't let go of the crossbow. I'm shilot, the commander of the garrison of the expeditionary army in Jiameng pass. My father and brother work under the Minister of the army and my relatives work under the Minister of flying birds. Don't let go of the crossbow."
Slote was at the head of the city, almost screaming.