For this battle, the Tang army prepared for too long. People like Tang Ji, who came to the Western Regions, took recapture of Kucha as their ultimate goal. After the Tang army controlled Ningxia, Gansu and other places, it completely opened up the road to the Western Regions, and more supplies were continuously transported to the Western Regions Protectorate.

Not only supplies, but more importantly, there are people. In addition to the serious soldiers, a large number of prisoners of war were also sent to the Western Regions. In order to end their exile career as soon as possible, or to have a chance to start a new life for their lives, these people are desperate and forging ahead.

Because military achievements are the cheapest shortcut for them to liberation. If they are lucky, a battle will allow them to be completely liberated. This liberation is not only limited to him personally, but also benefits his family.

Some pioneers have already tasted the sweetness of this policy.

Liu Xiangchu, Pan Lang, Lan Yongchuan, Li Yawen, Chen Jie, Li Hanjin, Tan Minghua, etc. Pinglu officers captured in the Tang army's recovery of Pinglu were among the earliest soldiers sent to the Western Regions. In less than two years, they changed from prisoners to soldiers, and then promoted from soldiers to officers step by step. Liu Xiangchu, the best among them, has now returned to the ranks of intermediate officers with a rocket-like promotion speed.

These people have strong military qualities and personal martial arts, and are most likely to make their debut in places like the Western Regions.

Their identity transformation also liberated their identities in Pinglu, and they changed from some families of sinners who were despised, despised, or even specially monitored to military families of the Tang Dynasty. They were redistributed land, and all the benefits enjoyed by military families were immediately implemented.

The experience of the foreman will naturally encourage the later generations.

Except for the very few stubborn people, basically all the people who came to the Western Regions successfully completed the transformation of their identities in battles. Of course, those who did not complete the outcome can be imagined.

The whistling stone bullets hit Kucha City heavily on the thin wall. With each heavy blow, the entire wall would tremble violently for a while, and a dent would appear in a place, and it would even be directly defeated.

The Tang army's equipped stone catapult is definitely the sharpest attack weapon of this era. It can easily adjust the shooting range and the size of the stone bullet. For example, the stone bullet weighing more than 100 kilograms was easily sent by the Tang army to the Kucha city wall 450 steps away.

The Tang army's infantry did not rush to attack, and the whistling of the catapult seemed to stop forever. Hundreds of large catapults were bombarded by wheels, and concentrated on a section of hundreds of meters long city walls.

For decades, Kucha City has not changed much, but it has been repaired or reinforced again and again on the original foundation. Tang Ji is extremely familiar with this city, and this wall happens to be the weakest link in the entire Kucha City.

Burning down this city wall was what Tang Jun wanted to do the most.

The range gap between the catapults on both sides made the city completely passively beaten. If the Tang army continues to bombard like this, it will sooner or later collapse the city wall. Siwen faces a dilemma. In the end, he still lost his cavalry and sent infantry again to rush out of the city without any effort.

He hopes to be brave enough to destroy these scattered sieges of the Tang army.

What Tang Jun hopes is that his opponent will do this.

Put unparalleled pressure on your opponent to force your opponent to respond as they hope, and then, it is to mercilessly dealt a heavy blow to your expected enemy.

The elite Tubo people in the city supervised thousands of servants to emerge from several city gates and gathered together to rush towards the catapult position 450 steps away. The first thing they were greeted was the shooting of powerful crossbows.

Two hundred steps, hundreds of powerful crossbows, each of which can fire six spear-like crossbow arrows in a row. Each such crossbow arrow hits the crowd, and it will inevitably strung up several people like candied haws.

One hundred steps, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the sky was covered by black crossbows and crossbows. Tubo soldiers were still wearing leather armor and the officers had iron armor. The servants had almost no such equipment, and their ability to resist the dense crossbows falling from the sky was close to zero.

While the Tang army was attacking and killing at all times, the Tang army infantry had already taken neat steps, the first row of shields, the second row of guns, and the third row of swords and axes crossed the catapult and pressed over like a mountain and a wall.

The Tubo army, whose formation was beaten to pieces, encountered the neat Tang Dynasty armor, just like an egg hitting a stone. With a collision, it broke one after another. The Tang army rushed over on the battlefield, sweeping back and forth like a big broom to clean up all the enemies that could still stand on the battlefield.

The technical soldiers who were operating the catapult didn't even look at the battlefield, but were still focused on the city wall and blasted wildly.

The gap has become bigger and bigger.

The dents are getting deeper and deeper.

Such a battle seemed a bit boring to many people. Apart from the initial cavalry duel and the Tubo people's desperate attempt to leave the city, it was a little bit obvious. However, the Tubo people's struggles did not cause any waves and were easily wiped out by the Tang army.

Then what remains was the Tang army slammed with a catapult without any beauty. Now as the infantry moved forward, powerful crossbows were pushed forward, and strong crossbows and arms were opened to shoot at the top of the city.

The only thing that can make everyone lift their heads a little is that some powerful crossbows shot up the city wall with a slight fire, and bursts of violent explosions would be heard and then the sky would be ignited.

Tang Jun is happy with this.

Xue Ping watched with relish.

But beside Xue Ping, the kings who were in vain and had different expressions. Some did not agree, some had blue-white faces, and some were almost drowsy.

Those who are scared truly understand military affairs. Those who don’t think so and are drowsy are basically just two knives.

This battle process reflects the absolute gap in strength between the two sides. Siwen's two counterattacks were beaten to pieces. For the rest of the time, they either kept huddling and being beaten, or sent troops to struggle again, but I was afraid that the results would not be different from the previous few times.

Nothing is more desperate than waiting for death.

Some kings who were in vain even thought that if such a war came to them, would they have the ability to withstand for a quarter of an hour?

Of course not.

If the Tang army wants to deal with him, or if it is just a charge, everything will be finished.

Many older nobles finally remembered the fact that the mighty Tang army controlled tens of millions of square kilometers of land with more than 20,000 people.

Liu Mingxiang sat on the ground leaning against the shield, looking relaxed, and was still chewing a piece of thorn that he had touched from somewhere. Beside him were Lan Yongchuan and Li Yawen. The troops led by the three of them would be the first wave of troops attacking from the gap after the city was broken.

"After this battle, I will be promoted to a guerrilla general, brother." Liu Mingxiang smiled, "You two can also be promoted to a guerrilla captain Zhaowu. This was what General Li Hai promised me personally. So, brothers, this last tough battle is the first, don't get diarrhea, and second, don't die."

"It's not so easy for these cowards on the opposite side to let us die!" Lan Yongchuan flattened his mouth, "When I was on the edge of the Yellow River, if my legs were not trapped by the mud, those turtle sons would have forced me to press my shield into the mud and fainted, maybe..."

"Maybe you will be killed by a random knife." Li Yawen said with a smile: "You should be glad. If you hadn't been a prisoner back then, you would not have the glory of the present. After this battle, there would be no tough battles in the Western Regions. What's left is not holding hands. This battle was so easy."

Lan Yongchuan yelled and stopped talking. This was right. He was the only one who survived his team back then, and the rest were all cut to death.

It’s really indefinitely that human life is.

"It's going to collapse, it's going to collapse!" Liu Mingxiang's low roar came from his ears. He was as relaxed as a lazy cat just now, but his body was tense, like a cheetah that had preyed before, and his whole body was full of strength.

The moment the wall collapses, they will launch a charge, and at this moment, the city will inevitably pour all the feathers and arrows into this road regardless of everything, so that everything can stop them. From the starting point to the distance from the collapsed city wall, it is definitely the road to death.

The Tubo army is also an army that can fight, and will definitely see this and make arrangements in advance.

When the large section of the city wall began to sway, Liu Mingxiang had already jumped out, held the shield on his head in both hands, roared and rushed out.

With a rumbling sound, almost as he rushed out, a nearly 100-meter-long city wall finally fell down in a violent sway. The smoke and dust in the sky aroused, covering everything.

Liu Mingxiang rushed forward quickly with his shield in the smoke and dust. Gravels hit his shield like a heavy rain, making a jingling sound.

Behind him, Lan Yongchuan and Liu Yawen followed closely.

When they attacked, they chose so accurately. With the cover of smoke and dust, when the people in the city discovered them, Liu Mingxiang and others were already climbing the gravel and rotten bricks that were falling on the ground like hills.

Above the city, feather arrows poured towards here like rain. The powerful crossbow broke through the air with a whistling sound. Burning oil bottles fell from the sky. The Tang army running behind fell from time to time, and some turned into fire people and rolled on the ground and shouted.

Liu Mingxiang climbed to the top of the gravel bricks, and as soon as he emerged, he saw that countless Tubo troops were rushing towards the gap. With his backhand, he took off an iron porcelain bottle from the belt behind him, ignited the lead with a ball of fire beside him, then stretched his arms and threw it into the inside.

Beside him, Lan Yongchuan and Liu Yawen were also doing the same moves, the same as them, and the Tang army was following him.

A violent explosion came from inside.
Chapter completed!