Just when Lin Zhenyuan suspected that there was a spy in Zhou Yi's army, two teams of fully armed soldiers came from the city walls to support him.
Lin Zhenyuan was even more puzzled at this time. Now that the south city gate has been broken, shouldn't he go to the city to face the enemy head-on? Why are those supporting people still running up the city?
Moreover, after the south city gate was broken, the soldiers guarding the city on the east and west sides were not affected at all and were still fighting the enemy bravely. It was as if Nanmen City had nothing to do with him.
After all, this was a time of life and death. Thinking calmly, Lin Zhenyuan didn't think Zhou Yi would be so careless at this time. Suddenly, a bold idea popped up in Lin Zhenyuan's mind.
"Mr. Zhou, do you have any secrets about the south gate of Pingjiang County?" Lin Zhenyuan asked.
Zhou Yi smiled slightly, turned to Qian Yong and said, "Qian Yong, pass my order. The Independent Regiment will be led by General Lin from now on." "
Zhou Yi walked up to Lin Zhenyuan again, pointed to the soldiers who had just sneaked up to the southern city wall from the east and west sides, and said: "There is a little bit of a mystery. Isn't General Lin going to support the south gate? I will send my elite independent regiment now." I leave it to you, and you will know the secret later."
Although Lin Zhenyuan didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhou Yi's gourd, he still accepted Zhou Yi's order without hesitation.
When Lin Zhenyuan and Qian Yong arrived at the center of the south gate city wall, the Xiongnu and Khitan coalition forces swarmed in from the breached south gate.
Only when Lin Zhenyuan ran past did he realize that even if the Xiongnu and Khitan coalition forces broke through the south gate, they still had to rush into the city in a "Z" shape.
At the end of them, there is another heavier door.
"It's actually Wengcheng!" Lin Zhenyuan was a little surprised.
You must know that Pingyang City did not build such an urn city.
Although the urn city is extremely useful, its construction is time-consuming, laborious and expensive. Therefore, only the imperial capital Hanyang City and some larger cities in Chen State have urn city.
Other cities are basically a square city wall. As long as the enemy breaks through the gate, they can enter the city.
When Old General Lin Weiwu was still alive, he wanted to ask the court to allocate funds to build several urn forts in Pingyang City. Unfortunately, his petition was rejected by the treacherous prime minister Yan Song and his party members.
The Huns and Khitans who were rushing at the front immediately realized the seriousness of the situation after turning two corners.
They had realized that the south gate could not be climbed, but they were able to break through the gate so easily. This was a complete scam. The guards in Pingliang County let them in deliberately.
In this way, the Khitan coalition forces in the Wengcheng staged a play out of Qian Zhongshu's "Fortress Besieged".
People in the city want to go out, but people outside the city want to come in.
Even if the people at the front shouted "I've been fooled, it's a trap", the crowd from behind still came like a tide.
The Huns and Khitans who were originally at the front were now the first targets of the attack. They wanted to flee back, but were squeezed back by their own people.
Lin Zhen foresighted that the time had come, and immediately ordered the soldiers ambushing on both sides of the city wall to attack the Xiongnu-Khitan coalition forces in the urn city.
Arrow rain, soybean oil, and golden soup poured out, and the urn city suddenly screamed.
Lin Zhenyuan shot a rocket, and the urn city instantly turned into a sea of fire. The raging fire burned the place below like a purgatory on earth.
Thick black smoke rose from the south city gate. Khitan King Ashina Batu and Hun Prince Atamu both beamed when they saw it.
Both of them thought that the coalition forces rushing to Pingjiang County had already started burning, killing and looting in the city. So the two began to talk to each other in business.
"Prince Atamu, you Changshengtian warriors are so brave. Without your brave fighting, we would still be outside the city under the rain of arrows from Chen Guoren!"
Prince Atamu also praised very proudly: "Where, where, I just saw from a distance that the first people to rush into the city after the destruction of the southern city seemed to be your Zengtian warriors. After all, it is your heroes who are brave!"
The black smoke in the distance is getting thicker and thicker, and the stench is even mixed with a hint of the aroma of barbecue.
At this moment, Prince Atamu and Khitan King Ashina Badu both felt as if they were listening to the sounds of nature as they listened to the wailing coming from Nancheng.
But soon their expressions changed.
The faces of Prince Atamu and Khitan King Ashnaba, who were still smiling, instantly turned gloomy.
The number of Chen soldiers suddenly doubled on the south city wall. These soldiers either used bows and crossbows to shoot at the Xiongnu and Khitan coalition forces who rushed into the city gate, or smashed stones and wood, or poured golden soup and hot water. Oil.
This caused the Khitan and Huns coalition forces that attacked the south gate to rush forward one by one for these attacks.
Suddenly, a fierce fire dragon swung through the South Gate City. The fire snake even ignited the Xiongnu and Khitan coalition forces outside the city that were stained with soybean oil.
On top of the Nancheng tower, those Chen soldiers took advantage of the fire to shoot out bursts of dense arrows.
Countless Khitan and Xiongnu elite soldiers were lost in this way under the city gate.
Those soldiers who wanted to enter the city couldn't figure it out. They just wanted to enter the city to avoid the attacks of the Chen people. Why didn't their own people refuse to let them in?
And those soldiers and soldiers who were desperately trying to rush out really wanted to know the answer to this question. They clearly said it was dangerous, but why didn't their own tribesmen refuse to let them out?
Not long after, Prince Atamu and Khitan King Ashnaba saw a dozen burning men on fire running frantically outside the city gate.
It can be seen from the clothes of those people that they are all members of the Xiongnu and Khitan coalition forces.
This time, neither Prince Atamu nor King Ashina Badal of Khitan ordered the burning men who escaped before them to be shot. Instead, they asked their men to extinguish the flames on their bodies.
After the flames on those people were extinguished, the soldiers who escaped from the south gate were barely alive.
"What happened?" the two leaders asked at the same time.
The burned and devastated soldiers on the ground, who could not identify whether they were Khitan or Huns, responded with extremely frightening words: "This is hell...hell..."
They are all demons..."
"How are the other warriors?" Atamu asked anxiously.
"All dead, all dead!"
"We are the only ones left!"
After hearing this, Khitan King Ashnaba and Atamuqin's expressions instantly turned cold?
"What? You are the only ones in the army of ten thousand elites who are dead or injured at this moment?"
The Khitan King Ashnaba and the Hun Prince Atamu both had faces full of disbelief.
