Chapter 44 Lao Tzu is not a dog Food and materials are synonymous with life in the wasteland, and not only the Hami people know it, but the Khitan people also know it.
The lieutenant general Khalize, who was forced to the extreme by Yelu Shengtang, had already decided to die here in order to prevent his family from becoming slaves of the barbarians.
In this situation, even if the Hami people blew up the urn city again, Harry fought to the death in the gap.
Not only is he fighting to the death, but the rest of the Khitan warriors are also fighting to the death, no one wants the entire tribe to be enslaved by the barbarians, if that's the case, it is better to die now.
Tie Sanbai looked at the kneeling team, he didn't know what to say, it stands to reason that this team is retreating from the battlefield without authorization, and he should be beheaded, and now, with the long knife in his hand, he can't cut it down no matter what.
The team was kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, his face was no longer visible, his facial features were covered by thick blood scabs, and blood was still dripping from his mouth and nose, even so, he did not beg for mercy for himself, only begged the general to leave a little seed for his team.
There were less than ten people in the Hami army who were retreating with the team, and almost all of them were wounded, and none of them could be found.
Tie 300 looked at the battlefield that was still boiling, and said coldly to the team: "If you want to keep the seeds, then keep them, and see that Ben will personally open the way for you." ” After speaking, he knocked the horse's belly with both legs, and Tie 300 discarded the cloak, held the knife in both hands, controlled the war horse with his legs, and rushed straight to the urn city.
The team was looking at the back of Tie 300 in despair, and stood up with difficulty and laughed miserably at his subordinates: "Let's all die in battle!"
” The iron three hundred who took off his cloak were no different from ordinary soldiers, and the war horse carried him lightly on the battlefield, and the arrows were like flying locusts, which seemed to be flying around him, and even if three or two feathered arrows flew over, they were easily blocked by him with his arm shield.
Under the city wall, there were stones everywhere, and the war horse could no longer move forward, so Tie 300 jumped off the war horse, shouted, and advanced towards the gap with the guards.
A fire man pounced out of the gap, Tie 300 dodged sideways, his cold eyes didn't look at the Khitan dead man, his feet stepped on a messy stone, and the whole person rushed up to the remaining half of the urn city.
When the visor is pulled down, he is a real war machine.
The probe held a companion who had been hit by an arrow, and the sharp arm shield on his right arm had already slit the throat of a Khitan.
After receiving a heavy blow in the back, Tie 300 took two steps forward and unloaded his strength, and with a wave of his hand, he split the chain hammer held by the Khitan man behind him into two, and at the same time separated the arm of the Khitan warrior.
The two swords were danced like a ball of light by the iron three hundred, and wherever the swords went, the stumps flew wildly, and blood splashed everywhere.
With a "poof", a heavy iron bone held the long knife of Iron Three Hundred, and Harry's face, which had been twisted to the extreme, appeared in front of Iron Three Hundred.
Just as Iron 300 was about to stride forward to chase Harize, he did not advance but retreated.
Throw away the long knife in his left hand, grab the team Zhenghuo who is bent on death, and retreat.
There was a "boom", and a large fireball with a radius of three feet smashed into the place where he had just stood.
The fireball was stained with fierce fire oil, and after it exploded, a square circle suddenly turned into a sea of fire.
The sea of fire cut off the way forward, Tie 300 did not stop for half a moment, took off a gunpowder bullet and threw it into the sea of fire, with a boom, the fire was extinguished, Tie 300's guards shot a row of dense crossbow arrows to the gap, and then followed the general to step on the hot ground, and killed into the urn city.
Tie 300 stood at the gap in the urn city, and saw his subordinates rushing in, but he stopped there, grabbed the team and said: "Continue to move forward and take the urn city, Lao Tzu may forget about your escape." ” The team was eager to explain to the general that he really did not run away from the battle, but after seeing the general's anxious eyes, he didn't say anything, took off two gunpowder bullets from the iron 300 cuirass, and charged with the army.
War is like a crow hovering in the sky, and even if you don't see the flames of war, people can feel the oppression brought by war.
Park Gu Cheol-cheol looked at the black smoke rising from the distant sky, and said to a cloud: "The war over there has begun, we are still hesitating here, a cloud, what are you going to do?"
If you want to leave, it must be after the destruction of the military city, and if you are going to leave now, we will fight first, or you kill us, or we kill you. ” "To go to the military city is to die!"
A cloud gritted its teeth.
Park Gu Zhe chhol laughed and said, "We are dead soldiers ourselves, if we don't die, who will die?"
If the people of the Dead Battalion die behind those soldiers, haha, that's a big joke.
A cloud, give a word, to go or not to go?
” A cloud looked at the Uighurs standing in front of him in an arc, and sighed: "Okay, Lao Tzu will accompany you for a while, but, after all, this team is still Lao Tzu's final say." ” Park Gu Zhe nodded and said, "As long as you lead us to destroy the military city, in the future, Park Gu Zhe's life will be yours." ” A cloud beckoned to Park Gu Zhezhe and said: "Let's go, the military city is fifteen miles away, and when you buy Lao Tzu outside the military city, you want to take the lead, it doesn't count Lao Tzu harming you, right?"
” Park Goo Cheol-cheol laughed and said, "Good idea. ” He knew why a cloud would change his mind.
In the early morning, the gunpowder only exploded on the edge of the desert, and in the morning, the dust of the gunpowder explosion had already surfaced in the steep Longshan Gorge, and now, just before sunset, there was also a roar of gunpowder at the nearest pass to the palace of the Great King.
The Hami army captured the three city passes of the Khitans in one day, and it couldn't help but be cloudy, so it was not good to think about the current situation.
The camp of the dead finally stopped arguing, and all the men followed behind a cloud and made rapid progress towards the military city.
At this time, the effect of a cloud was completely revealed, and this old horse thief seemed to know all the paths of the Great King's Mansion, and also knew when the Khitan army would appear and leave.
In the short fifteen-mile road, although the walk was thrilling, he came to the military city safely.
The sky has already darkened, the military city is still brightly lit, the two city gates are all open, and countless carriages and ants are lined up, as if they are transporting grain, grass and materials in the military city overnight.
A cloud bit a piece of grass in his mouth and said to Park Gu Zhenu; "Come on, this is the last chance, look at this posture, before dawn, the Khitans will be able to transport all the things here."
Park Gu Zhezhe nodded, came to Yiyun's side, took out the portrait of Tie Xinyuan, and handed it to Yiyundao: "This is the king entrusted me to give it to you, the king said, I wish you a prosperous journey from now on, and create glory again." ” A cloud took the portrait in surprise and handed it to Yu Supu to open the scroll.
As soon as the scroll was opened, a cloud felt a sudden explosion of thunder in his head.
The portrait of Tie Xinyuan entered his brain again, making him seem to feel the threat from hell again, and those painful images appeared in his mind one by one, as if they were about to drag him into the bottomless abyss......
A cloud snorted, and two bloody arrows spurted out of his nose, falling on the sand and quickly staining a patch of yellow sand.
"Lao Tzu is not a dog!"
A cloud struggled to pop out five words from his mouth, and snatched the portrait from Yu Supu's hand, tearing it to pieces in three or two.
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The paper seemed to be stained with a lot of dust, a cloud and the whole body was covered in dust.
When the clouds evened out their breathing, a pair of eyes were as red as blood, and even at night, those eyes seemed to shoot out with red light.
He seemed to have forgotten what he had just asked Park Gu Zhe to charge, and he staggered with a long knife, pointed at the busy gate of the military city and shouted: "Kill them all......"
Park Goo Cheol-cheol seemed to understand something, and then roared: "Throw three rounds of gunpowder bombs and prepare, throw!"
” Before the Khitan could figure out the situation, he was stunned by the gunpowder shells that rained down.
A gunpowder bomb exploded in mid-air, and dense fragments of shrapnel poured down from the air like hailstones, and the leading coachman, with his mouth wide open, his voice was covered by the roar, and his body was also beaten into a hornet's nest by shrapnel.
It didn't matter what he shouted, the continuous explosions completely tore his body apart.
"Enemy attack!
Enemy attack!
The Khitan people at the head of the city shouted frantically, and the carriages crowded at the gate of the city suddenly became a mess.
A cloud took a long breath and paced in the panicked crowd like a walking corpse, but the long knife in his hand was not idle, any enemies who approached his body were cut down by him one by one, and Yu Supu who followed him was even more crazy, he refused to let go of the dead Khitans, and he had to cut off their heads before stopping.
The torrential rain of gunpowder bombs destroyed all the carriages in an instant, and Park Gurg-cheol led his men to quietly approach the city wall under the cover of a cloud and others, and soon, the gunpowder contained in the sack was ignited.
Park Goo Cheol-cheol looked at the cloud that was fighting with people at the gate of the city, and quietly retreated back with his subordinates, quietly waiting for the gunpowder to completely explode.
The earth trembled, and Park Gu Zhezhe, who was lying on the ground, seemed to feel that someone had hit him hard, and his heart was stuffy and he almost wanted to vomit blood.
His ears had lost their function, and he saw that the walls suddenly bulged upwards and then shattered.
The Khitan at the head of the city was gone, and the city gate, which had been fighting endlessly just now, was now calm, and there was not a single person standing in sight.
Park Goo Cheol-cheol shook his head and shook off the sand on his head, and shouted for his people to follow him and run wildly towards the gap.
He soon realized that something was wrong, a group of men in black seemed to be running faster than him.
They are as agile as apes, leaping into the city walls and disappearing.
For some reason, Park Gu-cheol felt that he couldn't seem to die today, and in a good mood, he followed the man in black all the way to the inner city.
The men in black don't seem to care about killing their enemies, preferring to throw torches into the houses on either side, and by the time Park Goo Cheol's followers reach the center of the city, the street they came across is already in flames.
Mu Xin stood in the darkness, looking at the flames of the military city for a while, and looking back at the third pass of the killing night, and after thinking about it, he did not go to block the palace of the king, but walked towards the dark wasteland.
There is no reason for the Hami people to let go of the Dawang City, and the purpose of those Hami people who disappeared is needless to say, the purpose is Yelu Shengtang.