The strong man died, his head was hung high on the top of a bamboo pole, hanging on the east city tower.

In a fierce battle, two men in black cut off all the tendons on his body at an unparalleled speed, making him a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. In the end, if Duan Zan had not stopped him, he would have given the strong man a pleasure, but he was afraid that he would be dismembered by random knives.

Tuyuhun's attack also stopped after the strong man's head was hung up, slowly retreated back to the camp outside the city, leaving behind the corpses all over the ground.

"Father, why should I stop the attack? Why? Murong is dead, why don't I let me avenge him? Why!" Fu Shun stared at his blood-red eyes and stood in the central army's tent and questioned Fu Yun sternly.

But Fu Yun didn't say a word, but waved to the guards beside him, and asked someone to drag Fu Shun out, find a tent and throw it in.

This stupid son Fu Yun is really impatient. Can't he see that without fighting on the top of the city, gathering a large number of soldiers under the city is just to deliver vegetables to the enemy?

I originally thought that Murong could at least hold on the top of the city for a while, even if he could not destroy many crossbows, he could still restrain the Tang army, so that more soldiers could attack the top of the city, and then Liangzhou City could naturally go down in one go.

But who knew that Murong was so unsatisfied that after going up, he was killed without even holding on for a moment, and even had his head cut off and hung on the top of the city to show off.

Thinking of this, Fu Yun couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that God would not give him a chance to turn over. The 100,000 army suffered more than 10,000 injuries and deaths in the battle today. Although it also caused some damage to the Tang Dynasty defenders, it seemed to be far from as big as imagined.

According to the withdrawn soldiers, it seemed that the armor of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty was blessed by the magic power of gods. If the knife was cut, they could only leave a white seal, and they would not hurt them at all. Unless they were cut off the other party's head, they could only wait for the other party to turn around and kill him.

Fu Yun didn't believe in the blessings of gods. He knew that it must be that the Tang Dynasty's armor had new improvements, otherwise such a situation would never have happened.

Datang, she is so powerful that in the case of twelve to one, Fu Yun still has no confidence to occupy a city.

What to do? Is it a war or retreat? What should I do? Should I continue to fight or withdraw my troops? Fu Yun was hesitant. The failure of the attack the next day seemed to have made him see the arrival of the doomsday. It is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying enemy Tuyuhun would face if the Tang Dynasty army arrived.

Just as Fu Yun was hesitating, a discussion was also taking place in the valley 30 miles outside Liangzhou City.

"Master General, let's send troops. Liangzhou City is already very dangerous." In the central army's tent, Duan Zhixuan's deputy general asked for his order.

"Yes, the chief general, please send troops. It's just one day, and the city has sent a message of help. If you don't send troops, it's very likely..."

"Okay, don't say anything, somebody said it, wait!" Duan Zhixuan, whose eyes were slightly closed, slapped the table in front of him and said calmly.

The fireworks asking for help were blue, which shows that the situation in Liangzhou is not as dangerous as imagined. If it was red, maybe Lao Duan would consider going to support him in the past.

"But..., but the young master is still in the city..." The deputy general struggled and continued to try to convince Duan Zhixuan, but was interrupted by the old Duan's hand: "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. This road was chosen by himself, so he should go on. Without experiencing life and death, he will always be a child who never grows up. Moreover, on the battlefield, you can't always expect others to come to save him. When you should fight, you always have to fight."

After driving out a group of guys who asked for their lives, Lao Duan sighed in his heart. As a general, he would always go to the battlefield in such a day. This time, let me be a little hard-hearted, and I hope that the gangster in my family won’t blame him.

Compared with the calmness of Lao Duan, Xue Rengui, who is in Gaochang, is facing another kind of torment.

"If you are the general of the Tang Dynasty, do you want to tell me if you are the general of the Tang Dynasty and if I am the prince of the Tang Dynasty." Li Yuanchang, who had just arrived in Gaochang for less than three days, heard the news that the army was about to set off, rushed out of the brothel in the city and rushed to Xue Rengui.

"Your Highness, this is Your Majesty's military order. I must implement it." Xue Rengui frowned and looked at the young prince in front of him who was the same age as Li Chengqian but with a look of disgust on his face. He forced himself to suppress his anger and said patiently.

"Then the emperor brother told you that the whole army would start? Did you tell you to leave me aside and leave me alone?" Li Yuanchang said arrogantly. In Gaochang, he was a first-rate prince, and he could be said to be the highest-ranking royal family. Even if he took out a whip and slapped the young general in front of him, what could he do?

"Your safety will be in charge of your guards." A trace of disgust flashed in Xue Rengui's eyes, but it was not clearly expressed.

Li Yuanchang was a man who was in the palace and his ability to observe words and expressions was not comparable to ordinary people. Although the disgust in Xue Rengui's eyes was not so obvious, he was still sensitively captured by him.

He sneered and played the rogue: "My guard? Are you talking about those eight wastes? I tell you, I can't believe them, and if you don't leave a guard with 5,000 people today, I will be killed in your central army tent, and see how you explain to the emperor at that time."

Xue Rengui finally understood why Li Chengqian hated this guy so much. He had just his mouth. If it weren't for the prince, he would have died ten thousand times less.

But no matter how much you think about it, Xue Rengui can't tell him: If you want to die, just die.

So after biting his teeth for a long time, Lao Xue looked at Wang Xuance who was packing things with a helping look, hoping that someone Wang could come and help him solve the problem in front of him.

"His Highness, when will Your Majesty allow you to mobilize the Tang army? Intervene in the military affairs, can you not rebel?" Wang Xuance did indeed live up to expectations. After receiving Xue Rengui's wink, he immediately threw Li Yuanchang away with a big hat.

"Hu, Hu, I'm just worried about my personal safety, so don't swear." Li Yuanchang dared not wear such a hat as conspiracy to rebel. The emperor is far away here, and there is not even a trustworthy person around him. If he is put on the hat of rebellion, he will be killed if he can't wait for anyone who comes to investigate.

Li Yuanchang has never forgotten how Li Youliang died back then. Now, no matter how brave he is, he dares not take such a hat.
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