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Dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Team after team of Tang cavalry led a brigade of barbarian tribes to rush to Shiping, a county town built with three mountains, two rivers and a lake.

In front of Shiping Yacheng, Duan Yi frowned. Hearing the sound of horns sounding from all sides, his mood fell to the bottom. Last night, he easily entered the city at the beginning of the night, thinking that the big thing was settled, but he hit a wall in front of Yacheng.

Fighting from midnight to dawn, he was unable to attack Yacheng for a long time. At the beginning, he climbed the city wall, but later he couldn't even stand on the top of the city, and he couldn't go up.

"Grandpa, Tang Jun is here again."

Duan Ping rushed over, "There are many Tang troops, although they haven't attacked the city yet, they have already surrounded us."

Duan Yi sighed, "The people from Tang came so fast!"

"It's all the barbarians of the Tang people. If they hadn't tried their best to stop us for the Tang people, we would have entered the city long ago." Duan Ping said.

The dark-skinned Duan Yi rubbed his head, "We were careless. The inconspicuous watchtowers of the Tang people were unexpectedly useful. The signal was sent directly through the watchtowers, and the Tang army brigade was summoned so quickly."

"Grandfather, it's still those barbarians who serve as dogs for the people of Tang!" Duan Ping was heartbroken.

I thought that there were only two hundred Tang troops in Shiping, scattered everywhere, and it would be easy to take Shiping by surprise attack, but I never expected that when the battle broke out, the barbarian vassals in the city would work so hard.

After attacking Yacheng in the middle of the night, those barbarians did not retreat, no more timid than the people of Tang.

More and more Tang troops are coming, most of them are garrisons and patrols in the watchtowers outside the city.

"Careless!"

"Grandfather, what should we do now?" Duan Ping asked.

Duan Yi gritted his teeth. He led thousands of people from the third village of the Wume tribe to attack the village. This blocked the entire clan's wealth and lives.

"You lead people to defend the outer city first, and I will lead people to continue attacking Yacheng. I don't believe that Yacheng can't be taken down." Duan Yi now has no way to retreat, and there is only one way to go to the dark.

"Grandfather, the watchtower in Naya City is still sending out signals from time to time, and the watchtower outside is also sending out beacon smoke. I'm afraid that more and more reinforcements will gather."

"Don't care about him, let's fight our own."

Duan Ping gritted his teeth, "Grandpa, I have an idea. Let's arrest the people in the city, regardless of the barbarians, and take them to Yacheng to force the Tang people to surrender. If they don't surrender, we will kill them all. I don't believe it. , there is no family member of the barbarian dog who helped the Tang people defend the city in Yacheng!"

"That's an idea, okay!"

Now that things have happened, Duan Yi has also become ruthless and desperate.

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outside the city.

The gathered Tang army finally decided to attack the city.

Less than 200 Tang cavalry, with more than 1,000 soil groups, and about 3,000 barbarians recruited temporarily, it is actually Wu Yangyang's troops.

The young Zheng Enyang was wearing iron armor, holding a rifle, and carrying a bow on his back. Standing under the city, he was a little excited. This was the first time he participated in a siege battle. It's just to beat the dog in the water to pick up a cheap supplementary knife when participating in the chase.

Although the outer city of Shiping is not high, it is a city after all. The city is made of rammed earth and the height of the city is three feet.

From a distance, one could also see the barbarians on the city facing a formidable enemy.

The brigade rate in charge quickly drew up a battle plan, focusing on attacking the northwest corner. The outer city wall of Shiping was not high, and it was a square city with no corners, so the corner of the city was relatively weak in firepower.

Shoot for cover with a crossbow, then use the stairs to climb the city.

Although this offensive plan seems a bit simple and crude, there is no better way for the time being. There is a letter from the watchtower saying that it can still persist, but everyone is worried that it will not last long.

Moreover, Wu Mobu was still rampantly burning and killing in the city, and the officers could not tolerate it.

The horn sounded.

Zheng Enyang also followed the other Tang soldiers, holding a bow to the northwest corner of the city, and then lobbing at the city, covering the soldiers and rushing over with ladders.

Simple, brutal.

The Wumaman from the city also gathered, but they obviously lacked bows and crossbow weapons, so they could only use stones, wood, sticks, etc. to smash them down.

The Tang army didn't have many crossbowmen, and more than a hundred Tang troops turned into more than a hundred crossbowmen, and the barbarian group could temporarily put together more than a thousand archers, but this was far enough to suppress the fishermen of Wumobu.

Arrows fell like rain, and many fishermen in Wumebu were hit by arrows, so they threw stones everywhere to avoid them.

Zheng Enyang stretched his bow slightly, followed his comrades to shoot, and then continued to repeat.

Ladders were erected on the city wall, and Shiping City hadn't been repaired yet, so the moats and sheep and horse walls hadn't been built yet, which greatly reduced the siege.

About half an hour later.

The whistle sounded, and Yan Shizhu slapped Zheng Enyang on the shoulder, "No need to shoot anymore, the other side has already attacked, and the brigade commander told us to move to the city gate quickly and prepare to rush into the city."

Zheng Enyang hummed.

"Follow me closely in a while, be careful, don't rush too far, let's stay close together, and be careful of the scheming shots from all around."

The vassal barbarian tribe successfully occupied the northwest corner of the city despite hundreds of casualties, and more and more barbarian ants climbed up the city wall.

Although these barbarian tribes are all nearby barbarians, after all, they have participated in training camps after being recruited, and although their equipment is not as good as the navy, it is far more uniform than before, with horizontal knives, spears, shields, and even archers. And so on have the basic configuration.

Even in terms of tactics, he has a little bit of Tang Jun's appearance, and he knows how to cooperate with threes and threes.

A team of three, three teams with one fire.

Wu Moman, who only has some harpoons and hatchets, is only wearing a leather robe, and hardly even has a shield.

The commanding brigade rate never sent the Tang army to attack the city from the beginning to the end, but let them cover it with bows and crossbows. For the brigade rate, every soldier of the Tang army is precious, and it would be too wasteful to use it to attach to the city up.

It's okay for Man Ding to die, but if the Tang army dies too much, this patchwork of thousands of soldiers and horses may collapse.

Good steel has to be used on the blade.

The gate of the city was finally opened by the mob that had invaded the city, and Yan Shizhu immediately beckoned Zheng Enyang to rush in with the brigade.

"Hold up the shield and protect your head carefully. We have iron armor on our bodies. As long as we don't hurt our head and face, it's no big deal if we get one or two arrows or get cut a few times. Remember."

Zheng Enyang hurriedly followed suit.

He shielded himself with a cowhide shield in one hand, and still held his long spear in the other hand, with the horizontal knife hanging on his waist, and the bow and arrow on his back.

The heavy armor on his body gave him a lot of sense of security at this time.

Especially the two round guards on the chest and back, even if the barbarian's harpoon is on the front, they can protect the vitals from injury.

Compared with most of the soldiers who don't even have a piece of cowhide, they are much stronger.

On the battlefield, even if a soldier with armor is injured, it is generally not a big deal, and sometimes even being beaten by a group can survive for a while.

Without armor, any short knife can kill you.

The footsteps were noisy, shouting and killing everywhere.

Zheng Enyang trotted forward with his companions, armor clattering.

Pass through the city gate that is not too wide, and there are battlefields everywhere.

The ones in gray robes were Tang army's soil regiment vassals. Although the color was not as bright and eye-catching as the navy's red, it was still uniform.

On the contrary, those Wu Momans looked a bit messy.

Just after entering the city, a team of Wuma Manding was rushing from elsewhere, trying to take back the city gate.

The brigade leader waved his sword with his hand, and the crossbowmen in front immediately raised their bowstrings, and their arrows flew together, shooting several barbarians to the ground.

And the sword players behind were also unambiguous, and immediately rushed forward with their shields in hand.

"Follow me," Lao Yan called to Zheng Enyang, and charged forward with a long lance, and Zheng Enyang hurriedly followed behind with a lance.

Old Yan's burly and fat body directly bumped into a barbarian who was rushing forward, like a mountain top, the rifle pierced into the barbarian's body viciously, and the leather robe could not resist the fierce infantry like the rifle As the main weapon, Lao Yan didn't pull out the rifle in a hurry, but held the lever and pushed the barbarian forward like this. Instead, he regarded the barbarian as a weapon.

Several barbarians were knocked away and scattered.

Zheng Enyang gritted his teeth, his eyes widened and his heart beat violently. Seeing a barbarian in front of him, he stabbed at him without any time to think.

This lance has been practiced thousands of times in normal training.

With all my strength, stab out fiercely.

It's almost like an inertial movement.

It's just that this time it's different from the usual training, the spear stabbed out, encountered resistance, and then continued to move forward, and then the spear was stuck in the barbarian's body, the barbarian spat out blood, but he held on tightly Don't let go.

Another Man Ding rushed forward with a harpoon.

Zheng Enyang didn't even have time to react.

He watched helplessly as the man charged closer and closer, but he was still subconsciously pulling out his spear.

Yan Shizhu roared, gave up the spear in his hand, drew out the horizontal knife and slashed at it, the man Ding staggered a few steps and finally fell in front of Zheng Enyang.

"What are you in a daze for?" Old Yan yelled at Zheng Enyang, which made Zheng Enyang very ashamed, and he forgot to throw away his spear and draw his sword just now.

Another barbarian rushed forward, Zheng Enyang resolutely gave up pulling out the spear, and drew out the horizontal knife directly, and with a loud roar, he became more courageous and rushed over.

Split the harpoon with one knife, keep in mind the knife technique during training, quickly change moves, and make another knife with the backhand, turning the slash into a stab.

He stabbed him with a knife, then he clenched his fist and slammed his fist hard at the barbarian's face. He didn't care about the pain in his fist and the man's tooth loss, and then raised his big foot and kicked hard at the man The man pulled out the knife from his abdomen.

A set of movements is smooth and flowing, done in one go.

The man staggered back, Zheng Enyang rushed over with the knife in hand, and continued to slash with the knife.

until his arm was caught.

"That man is about to be chopped into meat paste, and now his mother won't recognize him, so save some effort!" Yan Shizhu reminded him.

It was only then that Zheng Enyang regained his senses and returned to clarity. The moment just now, he was completely berserk.

Lao Yan stepped forward, pulled Zheng Enyang's rifle from a barbarian's corpse, and handed it back to him, "When you are desperate, remember to look around, don't be left alone, hurry up, the team is coming forward .”

Zheng Enyang looked back at the corpses on the ground, let out a long breath, took the step and hurriedly followed.