The sun sets in the west and the afterglow shines

With the sound of gold ringing that penetrated the soul, the Yan army that was attached to the city wall retreated back to the barracks like a tide.

The infantry retreated first, the crossbowmen held down the formation, and the cavalry came and went to provide support. After so many years of siege warfare, the soldiers of the Yan army had long since become well-trained veterans.

It's a pity that they still can't take down the gate tower of Shuofeng City.

As before, except for hundreds more corpses, the Yan army failed to advance a step.

Dead bodies lay scattered across the ground, and the winter wind whimpered, blowing the smell of blood in all directions.

Night fell quietly once again, covering the yellow sand land.

No, this place has become a Shura field.

"Huh~huh~huh~"

The evening breeze was blowing, and the winter nights were getting colder and colder. The soldiers even needed to breathe to keep warm.

Under this silence, there seemed to be some strange movements hidden in the Yan Army camp.

"Rustling, rustling~"

"Puff, puff, puff~"

Behind the slope

The entrances to the tunnels dug by the Yan army for a month were filled with dark figures, and a series of figures were swarming in along the tunnels with agile steps.

The footsteps are chaotic~

Everyone had gloomy looks, sharp eyes, and no emotion on their faces.

On a cold winter night, these carefully selected elites from the Yan army only wore black night clothes and did not feel the cold at all.

Everyone had sharp swords tied to their backs and embarked on the journey resolutely.

In front of Tuoba Hong and Dong Emulang stood a sturdy man. This man was Tuoba Hong's right-hand man: Morcha.

Although he was only in his early thirties, Morsha followed Tuoba Hong on many expeditions when he was a teenager, and he was promoted step by step from a private soldier to a general in the army, which shows that his ability is not weak.

Tuoba Hong looked at Morcha and said in an indifferent tone:

"Repeat the military order to me again!"

Morsha cupped his fists and shouted:

"Enter Shuofeng! Kill Liang's army! Open the city gate!"

"Well, it's quite impressive."

Tuoba Hong nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the black shadows:

"It's not in vain that I hand over these five hundred elites to you."

There are only 500 infantrymen of the Yan army who entered Shuofeng City from the tunnel. They are all elites from hundreds of battles. They will be like a sharp knife, thrust into the heart of the Liang army!

The moment they open the Shuofeng City Gate, victory will belong to them!

After scanning around, Tuoba Hong finally looked at Morsha with a trace of worry, and said softly:

"It may be a narrow escape from death. If nothing can be done..."

After all, Tuoba Hong didn't say the rest of his words, but Dong Emulang, who was standing aside, frowned vaguely.

"General!"

Morcha clasped his fists solemnly and said:

"Morcha has been an orphan since he was a child. He is lucky enough to follow the general on the battlefield. This life is worth it. It doesn't matter if he keeps his life here.

General, there is no need to say anything, even if he dies, I will definitely pull out Liang Jun’s two front teeth from his mouth!”

Morcha was filled with murderous aura, and just by hearing these few words, one could tell that this warrior entered the city with a death wish.

In fact, Mor Cha felt a little warm in his heart at this time, because Tuoba Hong never said any gentle words, but today he expressed concern.

Just this short sentence was enough for Morcha to risk his life.

Tuoba Hong said no more and waved his hand gently:

"Set off!"

"promise!"

"Set off!"

Morcha disappeared into the dark tunnel in the blink of an eye, while Tuoba Hong stood quietly like this until all the hundreds of people disappeared. He didn't make any move.

I saw him bending slightly towards the tunnel entrance and murmuring:

"Brothers, I, Tuoba Hong, have failed you."

Dong Emulang on the side raised his eyebrows and said softly:

"General Tuoba, Ci is not in charge of the army~"

Tuoba Hong glanced at him calmly and said only one sentence:

"I, Tuoba Hong, have gotten to where I am today, not by being cold-blooded and ruthless."

…

"Is this wound bothering me? I have time to go find the medical officer to get some herbs, so as not to leave the root cause of the disease."

"Thank you for your concern, General. It's not a problem. Haha, it's just a scratch."

"You're going to die if you just scratch your skin and scratch your skin!"

Li Muhan was on patrol every night as usual. At the moment, he was chatting with a crossbowman. The crossbowman's arm was still tied with a thick bandage.

If you look closely, you will find that almost all the crossbowmen on the city wall have bandages on their arms. Some are indeed injured by arrows, while others have muscle strains caused by shooting arrows too frequently.

The offensive and defensive battle lasted for a year and a half, among which the crossbow was undoubtedly the weapon that was easiest to kill the enemy.

Even these crossbowmen with amazing arm strength can't bear to shoot arrows every day, so now everyone's muscles are damaged to varying degrees.

"It's okay, sit down, everyone, sit down and have a good rest."

"It's time to eat, and it's time to drink."

Li Muhan walked back and forth on the tower, looking at the grinning soldiers, and his own mood improved a lot.

"General, general!"

Just when Li Muhan reached the corner of the stairs, a soldier hurried over, looking nervous.

Li Muhan frowned slightly:

"What's wrong, you're so flustered in the middle of the night?"

The soldier who was walking quickly said in a deep voice, clasping his fists:

"General, there's something going on over there with the soldiers!"

"What!"

Li Muhan's eyes instantly turned cold and he shouted coldly:

"Let's go and have a look!"

…

"Get out of the way, the general is coming!"

Li Muhan's figure appeared in a secluded private house. A huge cave was dug in the ground, and a large vat was placed inside, close to the sand.

The so-called ground listening soldiers are soldiers who prevent the enemy from digging tunnels into the city. Their task is to stay in this large tank all day long and listen carefully to the movements underground.

As long as someone is digging a tunnel underground, the slightest movement will be amplified countless times by this large tank.

When the leader of the first camp, Tiefeng, died in Nanchong City, it was because the Long Army's ground soldiers discovered the movement in advance.

"Come out and let me listen!"

Li Muhan jumped into the vat in one step, placing his ears against the edge and listening carefully.

"Ding~ding~ding~"

There was really a sound coming, very clear.

Li Muhan got out of the vat and said coldly:

"These Yan thieves are really evil-minded!"

In fact, during the one or two years when the Yan army was attacking the city, they had dug soil into the city. However, their tunnels were very shallow at that time, and they were discovered by the Liang army as soon as they dug into the city.

The Liang army came directly to burn wolf grass, and the smoke poured in, killing all hundreds of Yan soldiers. Unexpectedly, the Yan army came again this time.

A captain beside him said in a deep voice:

"General, the sound should not be far away, what should I do?"

"rub."

Li Muhan took out the cold knife from his waist and said coldly:

"Ask the garrison on top of the city not to move, and guard the outside of the city.

We will dispatch five hundred experts from the city and notify General Mei to ask Shuofeng Camp to send some people to provide support at any time!"
Chapter completed!