At noon, the foreign army appeared, and the enemy cavalry was in a mighty way, but the fierce armed forces in the fief have not yet appeared. From the Uighur guards to the cicada yaksha, there was no one to see the ferocious birds, and there were no ones who had been hiding at the city wall to prepare for war.
It was the local defenders of Qingyang and the Nanli soldiers who were originally stationed in the fief.
Chang Chunhou and his party stood on the city tower, and the nobles remained silent, without any intention of sending orders, and just watched the enemy charge quietly. Song Yang was steady, but the generals on the city could not wait, so he secretly watched the marquis following him.
The prefect, whose eyes were full of consultation, nodded to him knowingly.
The guard immediately uttered a loud order: the crossbow stalked the stone wall and loaded the bullets, and all the archers stepped into the mercer... The general's shouting was loud, but the sound of hooves, killings, and horns of the 100,000 cavalry in front of him made the whole seat
The world was in chaos, and the soldiers on the city wall could not hear his orders. Everyone was indifferent. They only held the weapons in their hands and looked forward blankly.
The guard general shouted a few times, and only the closest personal soldiers around him heard it. More than a dozen people immediately dispersed, climbed to a higher place to sing flags, and barely passed the order. Only then did the city wall move, and at first it was still there.
The few people were captured by the enemy's general situation and did not notice the flag order. They had to rely on the push of the team leader or the reminder of their companions to know that their military order had been issued; on the other hand, there were many swords and axes who should not have acted.
If I misread the banner, I also ran with the archers, and the city was in chaos for a while.
Thousands of horses galloped under the city, and murderous aura flew at night; soldiers on the city were pushing and panicking. The offensive and defense sides were immediately judged.
Seeing his subordinates' appearance, Liu Taishou looked helpless... he was just helpless, without any anger, nor was he blamed. He put his heart in his heart. Seeing the enemy's fierce formation, he was so frightened that he was the prefect, let alone soon.
Ordinary military soldiers who would fight against tigers and wolfs directly? Fortunately, Liu Hou saw that Song Yang, Princess and others had no intention of being strange.
It was also because of "sneaking" that Liu Hou found that in the face of such a large and powerful Tubo army, Chang Chunhou remained indifferent.
Liu Hou was so impressed by such courage and steadiness. He was filled with panic and unconsciously thought that the prefect himself felt bored: No wonder he could marry the daughter of King Zhenxi, and there were two.
As if he noticed the prefect's gaze, Song Yang turned his head to look at Liu Hou, nodded to him and smiled at him, just like the smile he had on the Qingyang Selection Stage back then, relaxed, kind, and full of sunshine.
The blank space in my eyes was getting less and less, just because a large group of enemy troops rushed closer and closer, pouring from the end of the sky like an angry tide. The soldiers responsible for controlling the crossbow and the catapulted arms on the city had already completed their preparations, gritting their teeth
Stay at the enemy, they have already received the order, and shoot directly as long as the opponent enters the range, without waiting for the military magistrate.
The city tower flag shook again, and the archers behind the bushings put the feather arrows on the bowstrings, but they only started to prepare. There is no need to raise the bow and expand the strings for the time being. The enemy has not yet entered the range of the crossbow, so they are naturally farther away from the bow and arrow. Now
It was not yet time to lift the bow. But I don’t know who it was. Perhaps because I was too nervous, my palms holding the bow were covered with cold sweat. When I saw the flag shaking, I grabbed the arrow and bent the bow and shot it out.
Some archers blindly followed the bow when they saw their companions shoot arrows without thinking about it. Dozens of feathered arrows shot forward and inserted crookedly on the ground, as if they were a great irony to the Qingyang defenders.
No matter how good the temper was, he couldn't help it. He immediately ordered the supervisor to take action, but Song Yang waved his hand to him: "The new army entered the war and panic was inevitable. He just slipped his hand for a while and didn't cause any trouble.
Let's go, and wait until the enemy retreats and teach them a few more words."
Song Yang's voice was not high, but every word he said was steadily sent into Liu Hou's ears. The Marquis said that the prefect would obey his orders, but for Liu Hou, the focus was no longer on those archers, he thought about it.
Song Yang's words: Wait until the enemy retreats later... Will the enemy retreat? Will they not throw oil bottles?
At this time, Ananda Jinma, who was lifted on the slide rod and following Song Yang, suddenly shook his hand hard and threw a flag in his arms high. Before the small flag fell, the large group of stone men didn't know where they came from.
They got out, gathered in groups of three or five, and gathered in the inner side of the city gate in a mess. After a while, the drums were placed. The stone guys looked up together, staring at the golden horses on the city, and waiting for him to give orders.
The Golden Horse did not let the men wait for more, and waved his hand and threw a small flag. After seeing the command, the stone man cheered. Instead of getting the drumsticks, they actually put on the guy who killed themselves: a heavy solid hand hammer, and then
On the arm...make a drum.
The giant drum as big as a millstone is covered with a dark drum face.
The hand hammer was heavy, and the stone man shook his arm and swung his strength. Even a good nanmu coffin would be smashed by a hammer, but the giant drum was not damaged. As the hand hammer fell, the sound of the drum suddenly burst out.
The stone guys are unorganized and disciplined, but they are all top-notch drum players. Every ten people surround a giant drum, with more than a hundred drums on the left and right sides. Looking around, they can see the tall barbarians with hunchbacks.
The arms were like the wind, the golden hammers rose and fell, and the rumbling drums also soared into the sky!
The barbarians in the mountains have their own skills in music, and among them, the stone man's heavy drums are the best. They didn't even know about their ability before.
Amid the terrifying sounds caused by the 100,000 cavalry, Qingyang's voice was covered up, and it could not be effectively transmitted. Only at this moment, the sound of the stone man's drums suddenly rose, not only was not suppressed by the enemy's momentum.
, instead, gradually rises and becomes stronger, and in just a moment, it can steadily compete with the enemy's voice.
The drum beats are rapid but not chaotic at all. The rapid rhythm reveals the simplicity that only the barbarians in the mountains are, which is slightly strange, but more of a heavy...the heavy drum.
The world that was originally noisy and almost washed away all hearing was finally heard, and the voice of our own people was heard, as if a struggle was a proof: We are still here, Qingyang is still here.
Psychologically, when the drums swept across, scattering the enemy's hooves and splattering the evil sound of the wind, they went up to the defenders at the top of the city and down to the people in the city, and the fear in their hearts quickly dissipated and gradually calmed down.
The drums shook the sky, and the foreign soldiers had not won this battle yet, and there were still many fights!
Still nervous, but fear is no longer there. As a result, the enemy's charge fell into the eyes of the defenders on the city, and it became more beautiful. To be fair, 100,000 cavalry scattered in the open land and charged with horse hooves, which was truly powerful
Majestic, life is rare in a century.
Everyone was watching the Tubo people running outside, so no one noticed that since the stone man was bulging, Song Yang began to inhale slowly... Inhale slowly and long in one breath, completely surpassing the limit of ordinary people.
The foot whale sucked a cup of tea, and at the same time, Song Yang's eyes were also staring at the Golden Horse.
Ananda Jinma stared at the Tubo cavalry, frowned and his right hand was constantly counting, not knowing what he was calculating. Finally, just as Song Yang almost sucked his breath, the Jinma spread out his five fingers and looked at him.
A gesture was made.
Song Yang immediately started to shout: "Let's...right!"
Then, haunted.
Song Yang shouted loudly, and the Tubo in his sight was a total of 100,000 Tubos. He really held the reins at the same time, and poked them in place without moving forward half a step. Everything was too abrupt. They suddenly stopped the impact on their vision, even compared with the
The charge of Boom was even stronger. In an instant, everyone in the city had no idea what had happened. They could hardly tell whether Song Yang's roar was ordered or time paused.
...
The Tubo people are fierce and barbaric, but they are not fools. Of course, they will not spread their hooves and use their flesh and blood to rush to the city wall. This charge is their tradition, just a show of power. They will not rush into the defenders.
The range of the Tubo and Nanli have been adjacent to each other for a hundred years. They have fought countless battles and have had great knowledge of Nanli's large-scale weapons. For the first time, they only rushed to the edge of the range of the largest casting arm, and just stopped.
A position where the army cannot fight.
But by the same reason, the monk knew Nanli, and the famous generals of Nanli also understood them. The bluffing of Tubo's advance was long as Ananda Jinma expected. If the truth was not told to the Qingyang defenders, it was also the meaning of Uncle Jinma:
The young soldier must feel the atmosphere and smell the blood. As for the others, they were arranged in advance. Just now, the Golden Horse was counting on the moment when the series stopped. It felt like it was almost a signal to Song Yang, and the latter shouted immediately
Let them 'stand at attention'.
I always pinched it right, but unfortunately Tan Tuzi was not there, otherwise I could compile a wonderful book immediately: Changchun Hou at the head of Qingyang City, two words to drink 100,000 soldiers...
"Standing at the right time" does not exist in this life. The Chinese and Chinese people do not have this word at all, but no matter how simple the two words are connected, they are not straightforward. Almost an individual can understand its meaning: stand up well.
The Tubo army is standing up now.
The monk has been invading Nanli for a while, and most of them can understand what Song Yang shouted. They could not think about it in advance, and now they are even more confused. How could the plan stop become 'stop at the enemy',' for a while
They were all a little annoyed and resentful, and even the word "kill" that should have stopped and stopped, also became uneven and irreconcilable.
It has to be said that Song Yang's cultivation has improved rapidly, and the internal energy of the dragon bird's rotation is integrated into his roar. Although the slogan is a bit inappropriate, the voice not only spread throughout the audience, but also makes everyone clearly hear it.
The domineering and hostility of the world is also spread between heaven and earth, and it really has the smell of "the overlord's order, and those who do not follow the order will die."
With a coaxing sound, everyone on the head of Qingyang West City laughed.
Song Yang smiled better than everyone else, and felt so comfortable that he couldn't mention it. It was a bit "A sound like a thunderclap, and he retreated to the millions of soldiers of the Cao family." The feeling of Mr. Zhang San was in the past. He had a "A Dou" experience.
Once, Zhao Zilong made a guest appearance in Zhang Yide this time. The Three Kingdoms book in his previous life was really in vain.
It is also worth mentioning that Song Yang yelled outside the city. The guards on the city knew that he was not sending orders to their own people, but the stone guys who were playing drums at the city were not sure. When they suddenly heard the order, they recognized Song Yang's
The voice has also been repeatedly taught by Jinma. He knew that he wanted to listen to this person's order. He immediately stopped with his hands hanging down and looked at the city.
Song Yang did not care about the marquis' figure, and bowed to everyone. There was a little chaos on the city wall. The marquis did not dare to take anyone's salute, and they all bowed back to him, even the double-produced emperor Mr. Li Da.
He laughed and bowed back to him.
"Being stood at attention", the monk was defeated, and soon the trumpet sounded again in the army, and the army turned around and slowly retreated. After the entire army retreated from the two miles away, the military trumpet suddenly changed, and the monk cavalry made a comeback again!
Compared with the last time, the Tubo people were aggressive and started to charge for the second time. The Qingyang defenders are no longer afraid. They have some smiles on their faces. They look at Song Yang without hesitation, hoping that he can again
Sing the good show just now, but Song Yang had already received the instructions from the Golden Horse. He knew what the enemy was here to do this time. His face was solemn and immediately sent an order, with a loud and solemn voice: "As soon as the car crossbows and stone walls are approached, they will be beaten, and as soon as they are shot,
But after the attack, everyone will hold shields, and the whole city will follow this order together without any errors!" As the words fell, the flag-spoken military orders were passed one after another, and soon all the Qingyang defenders received the order.
The second charge was still a powerful force. The foreign army would not cross the river, hit the gate, or climb the city, but they would rush closer, not just crossbows or stone walls, but they would rush into the range of the archers...
The soldiers didn't know what was going on, but they were always right to follow the orders. After the enemy rushed to the city, they would launch a wheel of crossbow stone walls. The enemy's formation did not have any effect, as if a few small stones were thrown into the vast lake.
It disappeared in a blink of an eye. The Qingyang defenders did not continue to bounce. Everyone rushed to the wall from top to bottom. They leaned against the city wall tightly and curled up their bodies while standing up to cover their bodies. The so-called
Pan Dun's that's it. Ananda Jinma laughed and scolded: "Little bastards, fighting is not necessarily very effective, but Pan Dun's learning is the rules." After that, he rolled down the slide rod and escorted his guards under his command.
Let's go to "Pan Shield" together.
Just as everyone was ready, the formation of the charge suddenly changed, and from a scattered scramble to a long dragon surrounding Qingyang, then the defenders on the top of the city suddenly exploded in their ears.
There was a dull sound in the ground.
It seems that dozens of flies were drilling into the ear canal at the same time; the sound was too dull and too chaotic, making people dizzy in their minds. The soldiers did not understand where the strange sound came from, but the knowledgeable generals in the city listened.
It must be clear that this sound has only one origin: ten thousand people draw bows, ten thousand bows fill the strings, and ten thousand strings buzz with all the sounds!
Not only ten thousand bows, but the longbow in the hands of every Tubo cavalry.
After the buzzing, the wind sounded. Tens of thousands of sounds of breaking through the air gathered together. The sharpness turned into a thick, the roar turned into a hiss, and the murderous intent turned into a evil spirit. If you have time at this moment, you will reminisce about the past.
That buzzing sound would suddenly realize: the buzzing sound was clearly the buzzing sound of Yan Luo in ecstasy and did not want to lose his modesty, so he covered his mouth with a muffled laughter.
The sky suddenly dimmed at noon! Nearly 100,000 feathered arrows gathered into a dark cloud, swept up from the hands of the Tubo cavalry and rushed straight to the top of Qingyang City.