Countless black tiger troops attacked Lingshikou frantically.
The night rain was pattering down, and corpses were piled up and down the city. The brutal battle continued, like a meat grinder, mercilessly claiming lives.
Half an hour later, Jingjun's arrows were exhausted.
All the nearby houses have been demolished, and all the usable defensive materials have been exhausted in the fierce battle just now.
Mu Gong was panting like an ox and stood with a knife in both hands.
The armor on his body was in dilapidated condition, and the wounds everywhere were so numb that he lost consciousness, as if he had turned into an emotionless killing machine, subconsciously killing and defending the enemy.
The number of personal guards around him gradually decreased, and the number of enemy troops increased.
In the end, he was the only one left standing on the entire city.
The people gathered in front were all black tiger troops wearing Wei armor.
"I didn't expect to meet a hero like you in this small place," the familiar plain voice sounded in Mugong's ears. He looked up and saw that it was Zhang Yan who had just shot Cheng Peng, and he immediately became filled with hatred. Clusters raised their swords and shouted angrily to kill them.
Zhang Yan sneered, swung the sword in her hand to deflect the opponent's attack, kicked him out, and sneered contemptuously, "You dare to attack me?"
Mu Gong felt like his whole body was falling apart.
After being kicked down, he staggered to the point of being unable to stand up.
At this moment, Lingshikou had been breached by Zhang Yan, and the Black Tiger Army entered the city gate and occupied the city.
A school captain came over and reported: "General, our army has lost more than 4,000 troops in this battle. I'm afraid it will be difficult to withstand the counterattack of Jing's army later."
Zhang Yan frowned.
The original plan was to capture Lingshikou at the minimum cost, so that there would be enough troops to defend against the counterattack of the Jing army. Now that more than 4,000 people have been lost and less than 4,000 people are left, how can they prevent the counterattack of the Jing army.
"Hahaha!"
Mu Gong, who was lying limply on the ground, laughed happily and choked with a lot of blood.
Zhang Yan stared at Mugong coldly: "Why are you laughing?"
Mugong smiled and said: "I am not a strong general of Dajing, and even if Lingshikou does not have weapons and a strong army, I can still stop 8,000 of you in a short time, causing you to lose most of them. It is conceivable that if your plot is to break through Chang'an If you don’t have an army of 100,000, don’t even think about it!”
Zhang Yan had a sneer on her face, but she felt a little unsure in her heart and couldn't help but ask: "Why?"
This rhetorical question actually exposed their plan.
"Hahaha!"
Mu Gong laughed triumphantly, "That's it! But it is estimated that your troops and horses are only 50,000. There are 20,000 guards in Chang'an City, and they are protected by heavy weapons. The soldiers are well-prepared. How can we capture it in a short time?" Destroyed? What's more, if you come out of Taihang Mountain, you will have nothing to attack the city. Unless you come out with surprise troops, you can't even think about it."
The essence of Xi Zhicai's plan lies in a strange word.
If half of the information is lost, this plan will be of no value.
Zhang Yan's surprise attack on Lingshikou failed, which alerted Mu Gong's men and blocked them at Lingshikou for about two hours. During this time, Mu Gong and the others had enough time to send people to Chang'an to report the news.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce cold light.
Then he pointed at Mu Gong and the dead Cheng Peng fiercely: "Cut off their heads and drop them at the city gate. I want to see how strong Dajing is!"
Mu Gong showed no fear at all. Instead, he looked at Zhang Yan and sneered: "You will know. By the time you know, you will probably be close to death. I, Dajing, will definitely cut off your head and hang it." At the city gate, General Cheng and I are waiting for you below! Hahaha!"
Zhang Yan's face turned green: "Drag him down! Kill him!"
Successfully captured the Lingshi Mouth, but Zhang Yan's face was so green that he could almost drip with water. The heavy rain was still heavy, washing away the blood on the ground. The Black Tiger Army led by Zhang Yan did not dare to have any time to rest. They rushed to repair the city tower that had been destroyed in the battle just now, and at the same time hurriedly prepared defensive items.
Before Mu Gong arrived, I'm afraid the garrison in Bingzhou had already received the news.
If the troops stationed in Bingzhou come to support overnight, can these four thousand men and horses of their own withstand it? What should I do if I can't resist?
This is the hinterland of Dajing. There is no way to advance and no way to retreat.
Suddenly he woke up, as if he had conquered a tomb-like city for himself.
Just when Zhang Yan was thinking wildly, Tan Ma hurriedly came to report: "General, there are enemy troops three miles outside the city."
"So fast?!"
Zhang Yan's heart trembled suddenly and she hurriedly asked: "How many people and horses?"
Tan Ma said: "There are about two thousand people, all infantry. They don't look like regular troops, but more like officers and soldiers guarding the city."
These men and horses are the infantry behind.
After Tian Jing learned that a large group of cavalry was crossing the border, he hurriedly summoned a thousand soldiers and horses in the city, plus Mu Gong's 1,500 people, a total of 2,500 people, and marched quickly to Lingshikou.
Before the army arrived at Lingshikou, the battle situation there had already been reported.
When he learned that Lingshikou had been breached and the heads of guards Cheng Peng and Mu Gong were hung at the city gate, Tian Jing was so angry that he stood there with clenched fists and let the rain hit him.
The whole army fell silent.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan was so bold. He killed two guards in the hinterland of Dajing without considering his own retreat, and even scraped them at the city gate. This was simply asking for death!
The patter of rain continued in my ears.
Tian Jing suppressed the anger in his heart and forced himself to calm down, but his eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes. Looking at the vague outline of the city in front of him, he ordered: "The whole army rests on the spot and is on standby!"
He had no siege equipment in his hand, and coupled with the rapid march of dozens of miles, how could he attack the city? If he ordered the army to attack the city out of his own anger, he would just waste the lives of these two thousand people.
The plan for now is to wait.
When Zhang Liao's army comes with siege equipment, Lingshikou will definitely be recaptured.
Then he asked: "Tell Tan Ma to deliver information to General Zhang, have you gone?"
Tan Ma next to him looked at Tian Jing in surprise, and stammered: "Go back to the magistrate, I've already sent someone there a long time ago."
Feeling the surprised look, Tian Jing suddenly realized that he had been dispatched a long time ago. He was so angry that he glanced around. When he saw a stone, he continued to do it regardless, frowning and thinking.
This group of people appeared too suddenly.
Before this, I had never heard of even the slightest disturbance, as if it suddenly fell from the sky. If Mu Gong hadn't been vigilant and quick to react, Lingshikou probably wouldn't have been able to hold on to a stick of incense.
It seems that this group of enemy troops is not only able to block the soldiers and horses from Bingzhou from returning to Chang'an by guarding Lingshikou. Behind Taiyue Mountain is the Changzhi Basin. You can reach Yuncheng by bypassing the Changzhi Basin. Once you reach Yuncheng, you can directly reach Chang'an.
Tian Jing's eyes twitched: "Could it be that their goal is... Chang'an?"
