v8 Chapter 120： Decisiveness (6)

The city defense of Mulu City has been destroyed in many ways. The tall and majestic city walls of the past have become flat ground. The huge fortifications group built on the terrain in the city has also been turned into ruins by continuous attacks by the Tang army.

As the Tiger Guards and Yulin Army swarmed into the city in large numbers, the battle reached a feverish stage.

The rain was raging, and there was a flood of water in the city. There were puddles of water on the ground, and the ground was full of puddles. When the water flower turned into a blood flower and the corpse filled the pothole, the Tiger Guard and Yu Lin Army had already entered the city for a long time.

Before today, the Guardian could rely on various large and small fortifications to occupy a lot of cheap. The Tang army who rushed to the front repulsed again and again, causing the latter to pay a lot of casualties and leave many corpses.

By this time, the fortress became a gravel pile, the walls were replaced by quagmire, and the magic circle was already dim. The killing of the soldiers on both sides became fair. All the monks who shouted and shouted were based on flesh and blood, and made life with each other exchange.

Teams of generals Tang Jun held high shields to shuttle, run, leap, and smash through the city. They were physically fit, steady and vigorous. They split up and down, attacking inch by inch streets, killing stone steps one level after another, occupying one high ground after another, and passing one body after another.

Raindrops, like beans, hit their armor and shattered into tiny pieces, making a crisp sound. The long knife draws a sharp arc in front of it and cuts the rain curtain into two sections. The buzzing of the knife sounds like a crane. It penetrates the eardrum straight into the bottom of the heart, which makes the heart beat faster and the blood pulses.

The spear pierced the enemy's chest, and when it was drawn out, it carried a semicircular blood spring, knocking out an unknown number of raindrops. Splashing on the face of Monk Tang Jun, warm and sticky, licking it, making people smile cruelly.

Tight queues and battle formations are advancing steadily like ox carts everywhere, strangling all the enemies in front of them like machinery, until they meet the same powerful army formations, where the short soldiers meet, the flesh flew, the spells came out, and the gravel Like a waterfall.

Eventually someone with the wound continued to move forward, someone fell in the blood and could no longer stand up. The scattered formation was too late to adjust and they greeted other opponents.

Someone crashed and was buried by the wall; someone fell into the cold mud, blood spread from underneath, converged with the water, and flowed down the ditch far away; someone embedded in the stone wall, bone Broken ribs, outline a complete human figure.

Someone held the opponent's head and buried it in the opponent's neck, and fell to the ground, rolling and not letting go of his life, until he broke his throat with his teeth, was pierced by the opponent's dagger, and rolled off the **** with the opponent, becoming Two inseparable bodies.

Someone with red eyes rushed forward like a bull, knocking and hurting many people until the wound was spread all over his body, his face was disastrous, blood drained from the wound, and the cow was swollen when he fell on his knees. eye.

Some people are flexible like phantoms. They wander about in the ruins of the wall. Every time the body stops, an opponent must fall. Every time they speed up again, they must run to the next goal. Until a sharp arrow pierced the rain curtain, pierced his neck, flew his body out, and nailed it to a tree trunk aside.

Someone was standing high and casting a spell. Before a spell was finished, a long blade cut through the rain curtain and cut him in half.

Someone rushed under the street wall, staring at a monk who cast spells on the broken wall, and was about to slam a critical strike, but was killed by lightning from the ambush behind the low wall.

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The sky and the sky are dim, and the Mulu city in the heavy rain is full of brilliance. From the Changan ship, it looks like a bright starry sea, like summer night fireflies, like the waves of the sea.

Li Yan stood on the bow of the ship and looked up at the railing.

The Changan Jianjia under his feet will suddenly stun back when the artillery is fired in a round, and the impact of the majestic aura is extremely perceptive and satisfying, even better than Ce Ma Yang. , Crisscrossing the battlefield.

In front of the Chang'an ship, King Qi and Da Shao commanded the Great Tang monk and were fighting fierce monks led by Mullen. One side is like geese, the ups and downs are fierce, and the offensive is fierce; the other side is like a hawk, and the current is like electricity.

There is no need for Li Yan to command himself, Changan ships also know how to fight. Each time the main gun on the deck and the side-shot secondary gun adjusted its position, there was a long whip made of aura beams of light, and it was drawn towards the position of Mullen.

After many days of fierce fighting, the cooperation between the monks and Changan ships has become more and more skilled. They know where to stand, how to change the queue, and how to maximize the killing of the opponent without being accidentally injured by the artillery.

Marlen and others, the understanding of the Changan ship is also increasing. For example, he is now very clear that the Changan ship's artillery cannot move at the moment of launch. Whenever the Great Tang monk in front of him suddenly changes position, that is the Changan ship. The artillery on board must be volleyed and must be dodged as soon as possible.

However, knowing this, the monks who did not have a great meal would have no casualties when facing the Changan ship. More than one hundred artillery guns on the Chang'an ship have decided. As long as it roars, there must be damage to the food and monk.

Such a battle is very tormenting for Mullen. The daily monk suffers a lot of casualties. If he is not an extraordinary monk, he can withstand many artillery attacks, and it can also create a lot of trouble for the Great Tang monk. The monk had long ago lost his wounds and was unbearable to fight again.

In order to delay the fall of Mulu City as much as possible, the price paid by Mullen is not bad.

Playing today, when Marun saw Li Yan standing in the prow of Chang'an, looking as if looking at the scenery, he knew that in the other's heart, Tang Jun would surely capture Mulu City today. The situation was grasped by the opponent, which made Mullen so angry that he attacked fiercely since the war.

But the situation is stronger than the others. He has been fighting for days, and his injuries have not deteriorated. The strength is no longer than before the Changan ship appeared. The combination of King Qi and Da Shao's life, before delaying him for a while and a half, seemed to be alive, but now he can fight him for twenty or thirty rounds.

Mullen's heart was burning, especially after every hard fight, it was even more uncomfortable to see Li Yan's unrestrained look. On several occasions, he tried to rush over at no cost to capture Li Ye here. However, the power of artillery is extremely powerful, and every effort has been made without mentioning it. It has also caused the death and injury of His Majesty.

Just after a while, Li Yan retracted his sight from Mulu City and said to Marun, "Mulu City is already in my hands. If you don't leave again, you will not be able to leave."

Hearing this, Mullen's heart shook, and she quickly turned to look at her, and she looked pale.

Over the other side of Mulu City, the Chang'an B's artillery gun is being fired in a volley, and the long whip is thrown off, and the last area of ​​Mulu City defended by the Guards of the Food Guard is utterly unrecognizable. Numerous monks turned into scenes Fan powder, even more countless monks were blasted into the air by the gas, gravel like rain, smoke like clouds.

The great monk who originally restrained the Changan warship B had little left, and no longer had combat power.

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With the cooperation of the Chang'an ship, the Tang army in the city was like a rainbow, attacking and attacking the last city.

At this moment, Mullen knew that Mulu City was broken and he had to go.

"You're ruthless!" Glancing at Li Yan fiercely, Mullen was unambiguous and pulled away. He was so upset that he flew a distance and couldn't help looking back at the provocative words, "The next time you and I see you again, is when you are driven away by me like a dog!"

Li Min shrugged, signalling that he didn't care, but smiled. Marlen then realized that his last sentence was tantamount to confessing that he was being driven away by Li Yan like a dog, and his face was as dark as ink.

"Withdraw!" Mullen flew over Mulu City and ordered to a large number of monks and guards in the city.

When the order came out, the monks were relieved, and many people couldn't help crying. Since the appearance of the Changan ship, they have been fighting in hell, and they were overwhelmed by the Tang army. Now they are finally able to escape from this purgatory.

Seeing his general's appearance and morale, Malun's eyes were more gloomy.

The Mulu City defense line could not be maintained for one and a half months, and his strategic goals were not achieved. However, due to the advent of the Changan ship, the monk's casualties far exceeded expectations, and future battles will inevitably be more difficult than speculated.

Fortunately, the time difference is only a few days, Mulu City was not broken too early.

After withdrawing from Mulu City, seeing that the morale of the Guard ’s monks was low, Mullen felt that it was necessary to inspire morale, and then commanded Xi Luchi in a loud voice: "Tell the generals, starting from Nisa City and other places, The monks and supplies have arrived at the eastern part of the country day and night, and will arrive at the scheduled area later.

"This time, the soldiers guarding the Mulu City line of defense have everyone's merits. When the supplies come up, I will double the rewards. The next battle will make the followers on top and everyone will have a rest time.

"Although the Changan ship is powerful, it has only two ships. The Tang army has fewer soldiers. The longer the front line is drawn, the more the troops will be dispersed, the more difficult it will be to supply supplies, food, and supplies, and the combat power will be weak. In place, what we have is a way to avoid real hits and bypass sideways in vast areas, leaving Tang Jun exhausted!

"I have the blessing of the true god. When I fully heal my injuries, as long as it is properly arranged to deal with a Changan ship, the monks will work together to rely on the strategic depth of battle formed by the second and third lines of defense. Victory must belong to us! "

Xi Luchi heard his heart shake and promised quickly.

It's good news that Marron doubled the reward for the soldiers, and he and his ministry would benefit from it. And Mullen's analysis of the battle situation is indeed precise and convincing.

However, before he spread the words of Mullen, a team of monks who described how to be embarrassed and bruised came flying forward, bringing them bad news.

This news not only made Xi Luchi stand on the spot, but also made Marun startled and shocked.

"Our team was attacked in the Green Shade Valley. The Tang Dynasty's fine team mixed with our team in advance. As soon as they shot, they killed the high priest, Garrigi. Then they used fire oil to set fire to the whole valley, and there were a hundred more. The monk responded, we couldn't handle it ...

"Ten thousands of monks were killed and injured too much, and all their supplies were destroyed. I waited to kill the siege and came to report to Caliph. Please ask Caliph to send someone back to help ..."