On the road from Minzhou City to Songzhou City, thirty thousand elite Tang cavalry were slapping their warhorses to relax!
Even Su Lie was no exception. He treated his Big Black Horse very well.
"Big Black, this is the last time we'll rest on the road.”
"When you get to Songzhou, you have to fight for your pride, understand?”
"If the enemy general's horse jumps three feet high, you have to jump four feet high for me, understand?”
Lulu!
The Big Black Horse roared. It was responding to Su Lie. There was absolutely no problem.
On the top of the mountain, scouts were looking into the distance and keeping watch. Suddenly, they saw billowing smoke.
The thick smoke covered a large area and soared into the sky.
"Where is that?"
"This is Songzhou in the west. Songzhou is on fire.”
"Quick, go tell the general!"
A moment later, three scouts rode back and came to Su Lie.
"General, the fire in Songzhou must be a stalemate.”
Su Lie looked at the sky and frowned.
Actually, they didn't need to report it. When they came down, he had already seen the thick smoke.
In ancient times, King You of Zhou used the beacon fire to play with the vassals. In fact, he used black smoke to send a message to deceive the generals. When an enemy invades, black smoke will be released to inform the rear camp to prepare. This is the rule!
There were only two possibilities for the billowing smoke in front of him.
First, Yang Hao had set the fire in an attempt to warn them to hurry up.
Second, the Tibetans had attacked the city and set fire to it!
No matter what, he couldn't rest anymore. He had to move forward.
"Mount up!"
"Full speed ahead!"
Shua!
Starting from him, the cavalrymen behind him all jumped onto their horses decisively. After getting on the horse, he immediately spurred his warhorse and headed for Songzhou at full speed!
On the city walls of Songzhou, under the city tower!
Yang Hao raised his head and looked at the billowing smoke from the battlefield in front of him. The corners of his mouth revealed a faint smile.
"Brother, I did my best."
"It's true. I used the resources I have now and the knowledge I gained over a thousand years later to come up with the Sea of Fire tactic, which took the lives of ten thousand Tibetan bandits.”
"But there's still 10,000!"
"Their general, our enemy who killed our father, is still alive.”
"I can only hope that the reinforcements will be faster!”
"I can only hope that the reinforcements on the road can see the thick smoke rising into the sky.”
In the sky, he seemed to see his client, the real Dingyuan General of the Great Tang, Yang Hao, smiling and nodding at him.
This brother had already done his best.
As for whether he could resign with honor and return home to fulfill his filial piety, it would depend on heaven's will.
The thick smoke gradually dispersed, leaving the ground scorched. Yang Hao had done a great deed, incinerating so many enemies who had come to attack the Great Tang and harbored designs on this great empire.
It was indeed a good thing. How many soldiers who fought outside could be cremated after death?
This was the best outcome. This was simply repaying evil with good.
"Yang Hao!"
In the distance, Basang Jiaba, who was still in shock, bandaged his scalded face and shouted Yang Hao's name through gritted teeth.
That tone was as if she wanted to swallow him alive.
As for the Tibetan soldiers who had escaped from the sea of fire behind him, although they hated Yang Hao, they were a little afraid.
Living in the Barbaric Highlands, their intelligence was far inferior to the Han soldiers. After watching the entire process, the Songzhou garrison soldiers roughly understood the principle even though they could not explain it in scientific terms such as centrifugal force and pressure.
As for the uncultured Tibetan soldiers, they couldn't understand it at all. They only felt that it was a god.
How did a sea of flames suddenly appear in the air?
He didn't understand. If he didn't understand, it meant that he didn't know anything. The fear in his heart, the fear of Yang Hao, also came.
"Yang Hao, despicable!"
"Where did this magic come from? Despicable!"
Hahaha!
Yang Hao stood on the city wall and looked down on the Tibetan general Basang Jiaba. He said coldly,"Magic?"
"I am the Great Tang's Dingyuan General, and I have never been ashamed to use magic!”
"You don't understand. I can only say that being uncultured is really scary!”
"It can only be said that one soldier is a bear, and the other is a nest.”
"Because of your ignorance, your 10,000 soldiers died before they even reached the foot of my city wall.”
Hahaha!
Ahahaha!
Laughing, the thousand soldiers on the city wall followed their young general, who was always able to come up with strange ideas, and laughed together.
A thousand people laughing at ten thousand people, how heroic was that?
Other than my children with a long history and culture, who else has such a heroic spirit?
"Kill them!"
"Leave no one alive!"
"Kill!"
Drive!
In the end, they still launched an all-out attack!
In the end, he was desperate!
Basang Jiaba and these 10,000 barbarian soldiers were not fighting hard for their country.
They only wanted to live. The slave owner system was like that. If they did not win, they would die.
"Prepare for battle!"
Yang Hao gave the order, then picked up his Plum Blossom Silver Spear and went down the city tower alone.
There was no need for him to command. At this time, he, as a general, had to become a soldier.
The final battle had arrived. His mission was to be at the city gate!
The city gate was not there, but he was the city gate!
If they wanted to enter the city, if they wanted to pass through Songzhou and attack the hinterland of the Central Plains, they could only step over his dead body.
Behind him were countless Han Family comrades, countless parents, countless sisters, and countless children!
Wearing iron clothes and becoming a soldier guarding the border, becoming a soldier of the people, he would become the husband, son, and father of countless families in the lights behind him.
Protecting the country and protecting the people was their mission!
Deputy General Jiang Ke had come down!
Three hundred soldiers who were not injured but had worked hard last night came down!
They had the most fighting power when they were tired, so they would use their lives to guard the city gate that was pieced together with wood and nails.
Thump! Thump!
Thump! Thump!
The siege logs slammed into the city gate that was pieced together.
The three hundred soldiers used their bodies to block the attack, each of them gritting their teeth.
Puchi!
Those who were leaning against the gate spat out blood from their shattered internal organs. However, they still stuck close to the gate. Their feet stomped hard to resist.
"Qiang Zi, Qiang Zi, you vomited blood!”
Ugh!
"Don't let go, don't let go!"
"Hold my back and let my body become the city gate.”
" Don't let go!"
In the first row, those who were close to the city gate all had blood flowing out of their mouths. Their eyes were bloodshot as they shouted angrily.
They were afraid!
They were afraid that the brothers behind them would feel heartache and let go.
The first row would definitely die. The front of the group would be stuck close to the city gate to withstand the impact, and their backs would be squeezed by their brothers.
This was called a double pincer attack, and they were going to die.
However, this was the only way to let the city gate be hit a few more times and buy some time.
This was the only way to make the brothers and comrades behind him feel better.
If no one came to the first row, it would be over.
If it were the barbarians outside the city, no one would be willing to be the first.
However, if the Great Tang border guards wanted to fight for first place, they would have to die!
A fool was the biggest fool in the world!
Puff!
"Don't let go, hold on!"
A soldier who happened to be blocking the middle of the two doors spat out another mouthful of blood. He said these last words to his comrade behind him and closed his eyes.
Thump! Thump!
Thump! Thump!
The city gate was still being hit. The powerful impact was still hitting him.
The brother who was supporting him from behind cried when he saw his dead brother still using his body to withstand the impact.
She blinked her eyes and shook off her tears. Now was not the time to cry.
"Use your strength!"
"Hold on!"
" Don't let them die in vain!"
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