Muni City, the palace tent of King Zhongyun Sanpoba. At this time, the gate of the palace tent has not been opened. This is the rule. It is locked at the beginning of Haishi (9 p.m.) and opens at the end of Chenshi (9 a.m.).
Even if there is a serious matter, we won’t open the door.
This strict regulation is determined by the geographical location of Muni City.
It is located on the edge of the desert. Although it only has six or seven thousand people, it is definitely the largest city nearby. The thousands of miles of yellow sand limits the number of foreign troops and is the best barrier.
Therefore, Sanpoba only needs to maintain two or three hundred soldiers in the palace tent. Unless it is a big empire like Tang, Tubo or Turk that can mobilize tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops, no matter who the rest is, as long as he locks the
In the palace tent, not many people can do anything to him.
So, when the chaos outside the city spread to the inner city, Sanpoba slowly got up from his beautiful concubine. His favorite sport was interrupted in the early morning, which made Sanpoba very unhappy.<
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Outside the palace, a guard leader wearing Tubo-style armor ran over rolling and crawling.
"Your Majesty! Hundreds of soldiers appeared outside the palace tent. They look very much like Tang people or Tubo slaves who came down from the mountains. There is turmoil in Yangma City, the inner north city, and the south city. The thieves have already started to create a car crash outside the gate!" Sanpoba is a middle-aged man with brown hair and a high nose. When he heard the word "Tang Dynasty", his brows wrinkled unconsciously.
Because although he was very enthusiastic about paying tribute to the Central Plains Dynasty, Sanpoba actually didn't have a good impression on the Tang people at all.
The root of all this is his appearance.
High nose, deep eyes, brown hair!
Haha! This may have been considered exotic and handsome in later generations, but when the Tang Dynasty was prosperous.
Well! If such a look falls into the hands of the Anxi Tang Army, you can congratulate the soldier because he has obtained a 'cow and horse' that is worth as much as a cow and horse!
A high nose, deep eyes, and brown hair were a sure sign of a foreign race in the Tang Dynasty! Unless you can climb to a high position like Qibi Heli and others, this appearance means that you are basically a 'cow horse'!
Wait! What does Tang'er look like? A Tubo slave? San Poba suddenly remembered something, and he glanced to the left of the palace tent with a sinister look.
"Where are the Queen Zuo's people? Have they done anything strange?"
Queen Zuo? The leader of the guards lowered his head when he heard this, and then shook it slowly.
"Reporting to your Majesty, there is no movement at Queen Zuo's side. It seems that she is not from Khotan."
Sanpoba nodded with satisfaction, as long as no one from Queen Zuo's family came. At this time, he had finished dressing up and raised a sword, with an expression of eagerness on his face.
"Mo Duo! Go summon the warriors in the palace tent, send a signal to the people on the tower, and ask the warriors from the North City to come to the palace tent to serve the king. Then ask the left rear prime minister to go out of the city to summon the merchants from Yangma City. Three silver coins per person, I will
The king wants to recruit them!"
Outside the palace tent, the voice of "Hey! Hey!" sounded. Dunzhu was in front, and a strong man named Barbarian Bear was behind. The two of them pushed a simple crash car and flew up. There were four or five people around them.
The man held up a long shield to protect them both.
These people all wear silk linings next to their bodies, then wear cotton robes inside, and then wear a layer of chainmail, and then a layer of armor on the outside. They also wrap their heads with cotton cloth and wear a helmet with a wide collar.
, Ordinary arrows and stones cannot hurt them at all.
"Boom! Boom!"
What they hit hard was the right door of King Zhongyun's palace tent.
Pushed hard by two giant bear-like men, this simple crash car posed a huge threat to the right door. Almost every collision would cause the entire door to tremble and creak uncontrollably.
On the right gate tower, warriors kept rushing to the top of the city gate, trying to use wood and other objects to hit Dunzhu and the bear below.
But Zhang Zhao arranged a group of crossbowmen such as Fan Quan and Pan Shun here. The four divine arm bows ensured the rate of fire, Fan Quan and Pan Shun ensured the accuracy, and the two large yellow crossbows ensured the lethality.
Those Zhongyun warriors came over cautiously with shields and bows in hand. Before Shumu could lift them, they were shot by Fan Quan Fanshun and others below, making them howl like ghosts and wolves.
At the same time, on the other side, Yan Jin led about twenty people in heavy armor and attacked fiercely. King Zhongyun's palace tent was only more than one meter high, so Yan Jin put up twenty or thirty centimeters of loess under the wall.
Slope, and then used their halberds to stab each other fiercely with the Zhongyun warriors on the city wall.
Behind him, a strong man named Wang Tongtong was wearing a chainmail armor and holding two cooked copper maces at the ready.
This person is good at maneuvering and crossing, and likes to get trapped in formations and break the army. As soon as the Zhongyun warriors above are repelled by Yan Jin and others, he will jump up and open the gap.
So, when Sanpoba arrived near the palace wall, he saw such a scene.
Now he was a little panicked and no longer regarded the people outside as the Kucha bandits who came a few years ago.
Although the Qiuci bandits number in the thousands, they probably only have less than fifty soldiers. And the ones outside have dozens of soldiers who are like bears and tigers with only two layers of heavy armor.
"Why haven't the North City warriors arrived yet? Why haven't those merchants from Sheep and Horse City been summoned here yet? Mo Duo! Hurry up and send people to kill the crashers at the right door. Don't let them break the door open!"
Sanpoba complained loudly while commanding, because when the Qiuci bandits came a few years ago, the merchants from Yangma City were behind to stop them, and the North City warriors came quickly to support them.
Even the civilians in Nancheng were organized to fight against the bandits. Sanpoba's palace warriors barely exerted any effort, and thousands of bandits were dispersed.
But this time it seemed different. Sanpoba looked up and saw that the Yangma City was quiet outside, revealing a strange quietness.
Fires broke out everywhere in the North City Samurai Colony, and it was chaos!
Nancheng....
Hmm?
What are those unruly people in Nancheng doing? One moment they are running around like crazy! The next moment they want to smash their heads to the ground.
Zhang Zhao smiled, he knew what Zhongyun King Sanpoba, who was standing far away from the fighting area but dressed in gorgeous armor, was waiting for.
But it was destined that he would wait in vain, because the last time the Kucha bandits attacked, the entire city's residents and merchants rose up to resist, which was not due to his Sanpoba.
But the person who organized the robbery was too stupid, and his control over the mob below was too weak.
As a result, before the large army reached King Zhongyun's palace tent, some people disobeyed the instructions and went out to rob merchants and Beicheng residents.
Residents and merchants rose up to resist in order to protect their property.
Of course Zhang Zhao would not make such a mistake, so the 'foreign aid' Sanpoba is waiting for may not come in a short time.
The current situation is a 'one-on-one' battle between him and three hundred Zhongyun palace warriors with one hundred elites.
"Qiongre is rich in gold!" Zhang Zhao shouted.
"Here I am!" Qiongre Duojin crossed her arms and knelt on one knee in front of Zhang Zhao.
"You go and replace Yan Jin and Wang Tongxin, make a big noise to attract King Zhongyun's attention, and come to support as soon as the city gate is blasted!"
"Here!" Qiongre Duojin sang loudly, leading a few people to run quickly towards Yan Jin.
Zhang Zhao patted the shoulder of Cao Yanming, who was waiting for someone to put armor on him. Thirty kilograms of black gunpowder had been placed in five sealed coffin-like wooden boxes, and they were packed tightly with dried yellow mud. "Sir Fourteen! It's time for you to make a name for yourself. Blow open King Zhongyun's door, and I, Yan Jin, and Wang Tong will be able to rush in. From now on, you, God Fire Thunder Cao Shishi, will also be considered a famous man!"
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Cao Yanming nodded heavily, his face flushed with excitement!
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Thanks to Jiuye Tianzi book friends for the reward! But there is no manuscript saved. Tiger will try to write more tomorrow and add an update on Sunday