Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 24

Finally, the heat in the pot began to boil, and the temperature was already high enough; Lang Qing didn't directly pick up the cauldron, and poured the golden juice all at once.

What the hell!At this time, the defenders on the city wall, even Rexiang, are extremely precious resources and cannot be wasted at will.

If such a pot is poured out, the days after that will not be over?

Therefore, Lang Qing picked up a wooden basin the size of a washbasin, and after filling most of the basin's ingredients from the pot, he walked quickly towards the wall.

In the process of running over, he staggered a little.

no way!After repelling the attack last time, he also put on a cowhide armor with the warm blood of Tubo's body and strong body odor.

While Lang Qing's defense was improved, his speed and agility were also greatly reduced.

After seeing this scene out of the corner of his eye, the cripple's head tilted.

He was slashed on the shoulder armor with a knife, and kicked out, kicking back a party member who had just jumped off the wall with brute force.

At the same time, with the strength of such a kick, the old man retreated wildly.

It just happened to get out of the way, so that Lang Qing, who was carrying the golden juice, rushed to the edge of the wall, and fell down facing a face that was less than one meter away, full of weather.

well!They were all tumbling in the pot, 'gudong~' the bubbling heat, even if there is no high temperature of [-] degrees, the temperature of [-] degrees is definitely possible.

When being drenched by this thing, even the Sogdian lowered his head wearing a leather helmet immediately.

But after the golden juice flowed down the helmet to his face, neck, and under the collar, the whole person let out a loud scream.

He could no longer stand firm on the blood-stained and slippery ladder, and fell down towards the moat.

Not only him, but also the two Sogdians behind him.

The difference is just that the amount of gold juice being poured is different, and the area that is scalded is different, and it also falls like a stone.

Originally, a pot of golden juice knocked down three opponents, which greatly improved the battle situation on this wall, and the result still made Lang Qing very happy.

It's a pity that he didn't even maintain such a happy mood for ten seconds.

When he arrived at this wall with another pot of hot spice in his hand.

Surprised to see the three people who fell down the moat just now, two of them were stepping on the bloody water that could not reach their knees, and they were about to stand up unsteadily.

Lang Qing's heart suddenly became extremely bitter.

Because that scene represented the corpses of the cannon fodder of the Tubo side, which almost filled the moat.

Once that time came, the Tubo people could even charge over on horseback, and with the assistance of a rope with claws, they could easily charge up to the top of the city.

And he could clearly feel that the original artistic moves and movements of the team leader Niu Laizi were becoming more and more stiff now, which was a sign of lack of physical strength.

The other veterans of the Xuange Battalion were basically in the same situation.

If such a battle continues, can they survive for more than ten hours until the end of the task time?If there is no accident, it must not be possible...

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After a few minutes, a large pot of golden juice was poured out.

Without this sharp weapon for defending the city, the Sogdians under the city immediately became excited.

Amidst the yelling in his mouth, he frantically rushed along the ladder, and in the frenzied attack regardless of life and death, soon a warrior in heavy armor rushed up the city wall.

Swinging a thick wrought-iron sword in his hand, he directly cut off a long spear that had been pierced through.

Later, he forced the sword to fly up. With the joint efforts of the two veterans in the city, they were unable to kill him or drive him out of the gap.

Zhang Tiezhu, Liang Daya and other team leaders in the nearby team saw it, and immediately yelled in their hearts that it was not good, if this person stayed on the city wall for a long time.

Wait until more Sogdians rushed up and successfully established a stronghold.

Then a steady stream of Sogdians would rush up through this distance, completely drive them off this section of the city wall, and kill them into the city.

It's just that a Sogdian leader under the city also discovered such an urgent situation.

Under the roar of his mouth, the originally crazy subordinates climbed up the city wall even more recklessly, leaving the surrounding old soldiers with no hands at all for a while.

And the little white-collar AT, who had just smashed a stone, happened to see this scene, and he was immediately inspired.

Thinking of the important point, he picked up a long gun and rushed over quickly.

After approaching, recalling the main points of the assassination practice, he let out a roar like killing, intending to frighten the opponent, or to embolden himself at the same time.

With a lunge under his feet, he exercised the strength of his back and arms, and he was stabbed out with just this one shot.

At the moment of stabbing, AT was even a little surprised to find that the quality of his shot was quite good.

However, it is a pity that this shot did not cause any results; because facing the stabbing shot, the Sogdian warrior not only did not retreat at all, but slashed at him without dodging or evading.

It's completely a style of play where they all die together, only defending but not attacking.

Feeling the blade gleaming with frost, when it split against his forehead, AT retreated.

Actually speaking, such a situation cannot be blamed on the white-collar workers.

Because as an ordinary person without professional training, when stabbing or chopping such a sharp or sharp object, the body will have an instinctive sense of fear and avoidance.

At the moment of retreating, AT's foot slipped, and the whole person fell with his head up.

This is after a long time of fighting, the ground has accumulated a thick layer of blood, there are both the enemy and the enemy, if you step on it, it will slip if you are not careful.

Falling down at a critical time, AT's heart can be said to be full of despair, thinking that he is doomed.

But at such a time, a miracle appeared.

A long spear pierced from the top of his head like a poisonous snake, and pierced the Sogdian warrior's thick neck viciously, forcing him to sweep the iron sword across to block the deadly shot.

By the way, the shot from this critical assassination also saved AT's life.

Soon after AT knew who it was, he became a little familiar.

Those were three old soldiers from the former Xuange Battalion, who had to withdraw from the combat sequence because of their age, lack of physical strength, and many senile diseases.

When they were cooking yesterday, the three veterans helped to light the fire and wash the vegetables.

At that time, AT, who was making dumplings, chatted with them for a while, and everyone laughed and talked about those big-bellied Hu women in the city.

Even AT asked some doubts, why these old soldiers have stayed in Anxi Protectorate for so many years.

In the absence of any Han women to marry, why not simply find some Hu women to marry?It seems that there are not many young people of Hu-Han mixed race in the city.

Otherwise, some young people can always be added to the army of Anxi Army.

Facing such a question, all the veterans didn't answer, but just looking at the bitter smiles on their faces, AT probably understood what was going on.

How else?Like many older youths in the modern world, poor.

And now that the three of them appear here, it must be as they said in the chat: "He is a member of the Anxi army, and he is a ghost of the Xuange camp in death. When the battle is really tense, it doesn't matter if they die in battle..."

The twilight of a hero is often a great tragedy in life.

After the three old soldiers appeared, they joined forces to kill that formidable opponent.

If they were ten or 20 years younger, they should be able to kill this opponent quite easily; but who would have imagined that these old people who burn the fire are all shaking hands, and the scene of fighting with a strong man is bleak.

In the blink of an eye, an old soldier was chopped down to the ground.

The other person who couldn't dodge in time was hit on the temple by the opponent's fist with the armguard; immediately, the white-haired head was splashed with blood, and the scene looked so dazzling.

The only remaining person coughed violently due to strenuous activity, and almost coughed out his lungs.

Seeing this, he didn't know where the courage came from at the time, while the little white-collar jumped up, he picked up the long gun at hand; more precisely, he picked up a broken gun with the tip .

The word 'kill~' full of anger and unwillingness came out of his throat, and at the same time he stabbed out with a gun.

God knows why?Even the AT was a little surprised by this shot. The posture, angle, etc. were unprecedented standards. It directly followed the gap in the opponent's armor and pierced under the left rib...

(End of this chapter)