The war drums sounded, and the Han army's third wave of attacks began again. The difference is that the Tibetan army seems to have strengthened its strength this time. The city is crowded and every soldier is busy, but everyone's division of labor is very clear.
Pang Gu and Yin Ji had no chance to use ramming vehicles with the siege troops this time, because this time the arrow formation attack of the Tibetan army was too dense and they had no time to take care of it. It seemed that Tibet was finally afraid this time, so it sent additional reinforcements. Gao Jun and Lu Zuo in the distance seemed to be aware of this, so they immediately ordered Ming Jin to withdraw their troops.
Xiruozandhuo stood on the city tower and saw the Han army retreating again. He felt vaguely that something was wrong. What did these cunning Han people mean? Such continuous attacks not only consumed physical strength, but also easily affected morale. Are they just simple Want to test the truth with this? Just when Xi Ruozanzhuo was stunned, the horn sound from the Han army sounded again. What? Is the Han army preparing to attack again? It seems that their formation today is not like testing the truth, but it is a formation that has done enough to take down Shanzhou City in one fell swoop! Xiruozandhuo quickly called his men and said: "Quickly give the order to mobilize all the men and horses from the left and right battalions to various city gates to wait for orders."
A rough-looking deputy general asked: "Marshal, the city is empty and most of the people in the city are Han people. What if there is any commotion?"
Xi Ruozhanzhuo snorted coldly, "Let's see who among them dares!" At this point, he suddenly thought of the group of people from Fengji Mountain, "Garlei, what's going on with the group of thieves from Fengji Mountain? ?”
Garlei said: "They are all in the government office where we have arranged them!"
"Nothing happened, right? Where are their men?"
Garlei hesitated for a moment and replied: "Nothing unusual. They said they are always waiting for your orders! The minions under them are also very peaceful."
"That's good!" Xiruozandra sneered, "If the opponent's formation is still like this tomorrow, you can send someone to tell them that their people will also be mobilized to fight the enemy together."
"Will they listen to us obediently? I'm afraid it's hard to convince them!"
"If they don't want to, just tell them that as long as our Tibetan army is here, they will be here. Once we withdraw, then those grass bandits from Fengji Mountain will not be able to escape."
The Han army attacked one after another, and both sides suffered casualties, but compared to the first few battles, they all seemed a bit painless. Xiruozandra paced back and forth in the city tower with his hands behind his back, his anxious expression was palpable. Listening to the loud shouts of killing outside the city, sweat began to form on his forehead. Several generals also stood by, not daring to speak. After a while, the sound of trumpets was heard outside the city again, and it seemed that the Han army was retreating again. Xiruozhanzhuo rushed outside the city tower and looked down the city. The Han army was retreating in darkness. Looking at the red clouds rolling up on the horizon, the afterglow of the setting sun had already mixed with the blood inside and outside the city. Unexpectedly, the Han army was retreating in darkness. This wave of attacks has been going on for a day. Seeing the Han army retreating, Xiruozhanzhuo breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that today's attack was finally over. He couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this is called Gao Yun’s cannot be underestimated!”
One of the lieutenants asked: "How can the marshal see it? I don't think they have much ability. They have been attacking for a day and have not achieved any results."
Xiruozandra sneered, "We have been fighting for a day, now look at their retreating team?"
Everyone looked towards the direction in which the Han army was retreating and frowned, "Is there something wrong?"
Xiruozhanzhuo pointed to the Han army and said, "We have been fighting for a day. You can see that their troops were still in order when they retreated. This shows how strict the discipline of their soldiers is and how capable their commanders are." Then he pointed to his own soldiers beside him. But all of them were exhausted, standing crookedly, and whining endlessly with injuries. They said dissatisfiedly, "On the other hand, our soldiers are already exhausted just by guarding a city. If we hadn't transferred a few more waves of people from each battalion, I'm afraid the original soldiers would have been exhausted." Several teams cannot withstand their attacks at all. If you don’t practice hard in peacetime, you will have to be slaughtered by others in wartime. You all have unshirkable responsibilities in these situations."
The lieutenants behind him all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak any more.
It was getting dark and the Han army had all retreated. In the command room inside the city tower, Xiruo Chanzhuo was still at a loss. It seemed that he had chosen the right strategy to defend. The opponent's morale was now strong. If he insisted on going his own way and rushed out of the city to confront the Han army, he would probably have no chance of winning. As long as he If the city is defended in danger, the Han army will definitely be unsettled in less than a month, and it will not be too late to take the initiative to attack at that time.
While Xiruozandra was lost in thought, Garlei hurried into the house. Xiruozandra glanced at him and asked, "Garlei, why are you in such a hurry?"
Garlei replied: "Tell the marshal, you said to find out the situation of the man who attacked the city today. Our people captured a Han soldier this afternoon and asked him about it."
A look of excitement suddenly appeared in Xiruozandra's frowning brows. He stood up quickly, walked to Garlei, and asked excitedly: "Who is that person?"
"Because of his outstanding performance in the military competition last month, he was appreciated by the Emperor of the Han Dynasty and was granted an official position of Huaihua Division. It is said that this man is extremely brave, has extraordinary physical strength, and has a courage that no man can match. .”
"Can you find out what that person's name is?"
Garlei scratched his head, "His name is easy to remember. It is the same as the name of a man named Pangu in their ancient legends, but he has a huge dragon face and his poison is a witchcraft poison."
After hearing this, Xi Ruozanzhuo turned his back, looked into the distance thoughtfully, and murmured: "If a Pang Gu is so powerful, then how amazing is Gao Jundang, who won the crown in their martial arts contest! It seems that if I have the chance, I must meet that person named Gao Jun. Let’s see if the marshal of the Han Dynasty is more powerful in martial arts, or my marshal of the Tibetans can squeeze him out." Suddenly he thought of Wei Nuo again, so he turned around and asked Garlei, "Is there any news from Wenoth?"
Garlei shook his head in confusion, "Not yet!"
"What..." Xiruozandhuo's thick eyebrows were raised, "There's no news yet? You can't handle such a thing!"
A member of the group sitting nearby stood up and replied: "Marshal, will something happen?"
As soon as these words came out, the room fell into a dead silence. If this is the result, then the situation will not be good. Xiruozandra slowly calmed down her thoughts, "That makes sense. Now we have to be mentally prepared. Now that we are at this critical juncture, and there is no news about them yet, then we have to make other preparations. Don’t wait any longer to hear from them.”
At this moment, someone suddenly reported from outside, "Report to the marshal, there is someone under the city requesting to open the city gate!"
"Who called the door?"
