When the enemy retreated and we advanced, we saw Ye Jun on the top of the city showing fear. Tang Jun suddenly had a great morale. They waved their swords and guns, shouting and rushing forward.

Although the Yarkand soldiers who were besieged by the Tang army at the top of the city were depressed, they had to bite the bullet and continue the battle.

At this moment, there is no human favor, morality, conscience, or law, only fighting like a beast, only fighting to the death, only corpses piled up like mountains, only blood flowing into rivers, only swords, and only wailing near death. This is the real war, a cruel war, stripping away all the war that beautifies the bloody ones!

The life-and-death struggle between the two empires of the old and the new is such a tragic and ruthless life and death.

At this time, Li Guo, the Marquis of Yuan Dashunhao who was also leading the way, was slashed hard with his right wrist by a scimitar.

With a muffled sound, his right hand, which was holding the hilt of the knife, fell silently along the light of the knife.

Li Guo screamed and almost fainted. Fortunately, the personal soldiers fought and retreated with all their might and retreated. He retreated from the city wall on the west side, which was covered in blood.

"Damn it, I really didn't expect that the Yarkand army could fight so much that the King of Chuang really underestimated them that day." Li Guo gasped and shouted with difficulty.

After retreating from the horse road in the city wall, the supreme commander of the Dashun remnant army completely fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Just as the Tang army was still fighting hard with the enemy, the Yarkand King Abudula had killed several more defeated soldiers, stabilized the situation again, and ordered them to continue the attack.

So, his generals led 40,000 elite troops again, climbed up the siege ladder along the siege ladder, and continued to attack the Luocheng wall.

With the arrival of reinforcements, the Ye army at the top of the city has begun to gradually gain an advantage after a long period of hard fighting.

Ye Jun, who was attacking the city wall from the top of the city, relied on his superior forces to squeeze the Tang soldiers who fought to the death and retreated. All the Tang soldiers guarding the city finally could no longer hold on. The exhausted shield soldiers and spearmen, as well as the rampant team members who fought to the point of exhaustion, were pushed back and forth, and the exposed vacancy was becoming increasingly difficult to fill.

However, even so, under the personal supervision of the chief general Monk An, no one dared to escape or surrender without authorization. Although the Tang army guarding the city on the Ximen wall was only one-digit that of the Ye army, they still fought to the death and fought to the end.

Tang soldiers kept falling down, screaming and falling into the pool of blood over the ankles on the city, or falling straight from the city wall, becoming a bunch of bloody meat pie. In the sword light and sword shadows, their blood gushed, their limbs flew around, and their heads rolled to the ground. The battle was extremely tragic. Although the battle was so fierce, these Tang soldiers still refused to retreat, and used their lives and courage to fulfill the loyal promise of a Tang soldier, and safeguarded the dignity and glory of the Tang Empire.

Seeing Ye Jun coming, Monk An knew that the outer city was no longer guarded, so he sighed and ordered loudly: "All of them obey orders, retreat to the inner city to defend, and continue to fight Ye Jun to the end!"

"Get orders!"

At this point, as the Tang army voluntarily gave up the outer wall, the four outer cities of Luoyang City were finally settled.

After paying for their unprecedented tragic sacrifice since the war, Ye Jun finally occupied the four walls with corpses accumulated as high as inches of blood, and blood stained up and down, and finally reaped this costly victory.

The heavy snow was still flying down, but the sound of chopping and shouting had disappeared without a trace. It seemed that there was a vast white area between heaven and earth.

At this time, seeing that the outer city of Luocheng had been captured by his own soldiers, Abudula, who received the news in the central army's tent, could no longer contain his joy. He immediately left the central army's tent, entered the city from the east gate, and personally came to the outer city of Luocheng to inspect the battle situation.

He could see that in the dusk and snowy weather, the bodies of Tang Ye and the mountains piled up on the four walls were mixed with each other, and the flowing blood hangs upside down from the city wall, like a scary and freehand abstract painting. In the cold weather, the blood has long frozen into a dark red solidified shape, and only endless flying snow has gradually covered all this.

A severe stinging sensation deeply stimulated Albudula's heart.

He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

The total casualties of more than 15,000 people in the past are more than three times that of the defenders on the city.

Hearing this number, Abudula felt a violent sting in his heart.

With more than 15,000 casualties and more than 5,000 casualties on the way to capture the outer city of Luocheng, Ye Jun paid the price of more than 20,000 casualties in order to capture the outer city of Luocheng. This is simply horrifying!

The Tang army's combat power is so powerful that the warriors of the full moon scimitar who have experienced many battles have not been able to get any advantage from them. Anyway, the number of people who have lost nearly three times the number of people in the battle is. If such a tragic victory is done a few more times, Yarkand might not recover.

This Dashun temporary capital Luohua City was so difficult to defeat. Thinking of the Tang Emperor Li Xiao, there were hundreds of thousands of tigers, leopards, bears and wrinkles in his hands, and he had to fight the powerful Tang Empire, Abudula felt nervous.

Can you really defeat Li Xiao completely in the future?

Or take a step back and say that if you make enemies with the Tang army, can your own Yarkand Khanate be saved?

The more Abudula asked himself about this question, the less confident he became and the more confused he became.

Abdula's face was very ugly and silent for a while. Then he turned his head and slowly said to Dorgon: "While it was not dark, hurry up and clean up the bodies of our soldiers who died in battle, treat the wounded. Today, we will rest and station in the outer city, rectify the siege equipment, and then attack the inner city after dawn tomorrow."

When he saw Ye Jun in the outer city dragging a cart of corpses, slowly leaving Luocheng, then lit a raging fire outside the city, burning the bodies of Tang soldiers who died on the spot, Monk An’s face was beyond words, and his whole face showed an inexplicable twist.

It's hateful!

These Tang army warriors who were loyal to the country fought to the death and died with all their loyalty, but they did not even have a solemn and formal funeral. They could only be burned together by the Ye army and then threw them into the wilderness. The fate was really miserable.

However, this is the price that the Tang Empire must pay for expanding outward and reconquering the Western Regions.

Although kindness is not in charge of soldiers, people's hearts are not stones, plants and trees after all.

Monk An's heart was as if he was cut by a knife, but he kept making a furious. Humph, don't be proud of you, the Tang army, will take revenge for a day in the future! These brothers who died loyal to the country will definitely rest in peace in the future.

But I don’t know where the 300,000 soldiers and horses personally led by Emperor Li Xiao have now reached, and can they still catch up with the final decisive battle?

Monk An had no clue in his heart.

At this time, it was the end of Chen, but the sky was filled with thick clouds and the cold wind howled angrily, and the world was still confused.

Monk An stood on the snowy inner city wall with a gloomy face, constantly observing and watching Ye Jun’s movements outside the city.

In fact, Monk An was not sure about how Ye Jun would act next.

After all, the Ye army has surrounded the inner city with great advantages now, and there are too many ways to attack. Monk An is unable to judge now where the Ye army will start attacking, and how and how to attack the inner city of Luocheng.

Five days later, Ye Jun's new round of large-scale attacks began again.

Monk An, standing at the top of the city, looked at the dense Ye Jun, with a overwhelming force, flags like forests, swords and guns, and roars like thunder. He once again attacked the inner city of Vladivostok in a rampant manner. His face was almost colder and more determined than steel.

Monk An knew that the battle that decided the final fate of Luohua City was finally about to begin.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was rushing before the battle and wanted to fight with passion. Instead, he felt inexplicably indifferent to everything and accepting fate.

For a moment, his heart felt like an old monk entering into meditation, with no joy or sorrow.

Maybe, this is what is called, what should come, it will always come.

"The whole army should pay attention to it, and follow the pre-plan, and defend the inner city with all their might. All the soldiers of the army must live and die with this inner city!"

"Get orders!"

Like last time, Ye Jun pushed the car from all sides to attack. After the car stopped, the car suddenly burst out from behind the Ye Jun car, and countless sharp arrows shot into the air in a parabolic shape, and then drew an arc in the air, shooting towards the Tang army guards on the entire western city wall.

The collective shots of nearly 20,000 Ye soldiers were covered with dense arrows, making crisp whistles, like a group of flying birds released by the god of death, pounced towards the Tang army's musketeers who were caught off guard at the top of the city.

"Dingding Dingding!..."

This is the sound of an arrow shooting at the iron shield in front.

After the arrow hit the big shield, a flash of sparks appeared, and the missile was immediately splashed.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

This was the sound of a few arrows that were lucky enough to cross the big shield and shot into the body of the musketeers behind.

Although the musketeers were wearing two standard breastplates, their faces and hands were still very weak, which made them unable to withstand such dense arrow attacks, although they were spared from being shot at the critical point.

Therefore, in the Tang army's formation, there were Tang army musket soldiers screaming loudly from time to time, and there were even many musket soldiers who were shot in the arrow, who were shot backwards by the powerful momentum of the arrow and fell from the city wall, either dead or in ruins.

The Ye army's storm of arrows caused at least 200 Tang army musketeers to be killed or killed.

"All musket soldiers are careful! Squat down on the spot, avoid arrows, and the injured musket soldiers withdraw to fill the city walls, and the reserve musket soldiers will supplement their positions!"

The scepter, who was intensively protected by a group of guards, shouted loudly at the soldiers who were sending the order.

Hearing Monk An's order, the musket soldiers hiding behind the shield all squatted down quickly, leaning on the shield soldiers who were holding the shield half-kneeling, curling their heads and avoiding the arrows falling from the sky as much as possible.

It turned out that when Ye Jun, who was hiding behind the cart, saw that the Tang army's musket soldiers had squatted down to avoid arrows, and there was only a row of dense shields left on the city, but they did not see the crossbowmen on it again, they immediately had no worries and walked out of the cart's protection area.

These Ye Jun's hearts were filled with the pleasure of being released after being suppressed. They occasionally pulled the bowstrings and shot arrows. These sharp and heavy arrows were fierce and accurate, and they would accidentally expose their hands, feet or faces to the outside with one shot, causing these Tang army musket soldiers to be slightly or severely injured.

For a moment, the attack and defense between the enemy and us quickly changed, and the Tang army defending the city began to change extremely.

The current situation is almost exactly the same as when it was last battle. Because of the carriages as protection, the Tang army's musketeers could not penetrate the thick layer of wooden iron, so they were suppressed by Ye Jun's archers and could not fight back at all.

And such a passive situation was naturally quickly exploited by Ye Jun.

Long siege ladders were carried over by Ye Jun, who was like ants, and quickly approached the four walls of the inner city.

These Ye Jun, who were carrying the siege ladder, shouted loudly and laughed unscrupulously, as if they were not going to fight, but to participate in a relaxed and freehand sports meeting.

Perhaps, in their opinion, the Tang army guards, who had been firmly suppressed by Ye's archers, could only see them leaning over the siege ladder and allowing them to launch the siege ladder.

Moreover, the Tang army's hand-throwing thunder has been consumed and cannot conduct close-range sniping like last time. In this situation, it is almost one-sided to be beneficial to the attacking Ye Jun.

The facts were as expected by Ye Jun. They easily crossed the moat with thick ice and then came to the west gate wall without any obstacles. Then, there was a burst of sound, at least more than 30 siege ladders were leaning against the frozen city walls on both sides of the east and west, shining with silver. Immediately, countless Ye Jun, like ants climbing up the ladder, began to climb.

Seeing these Ye Jun soldiers climbing up like ants, Monk An's heart was extremely tight and heartbroken.

Of course he knew that if all these siege ladders had to be blown up, otherwise, if Ye Jun climbed up the city, the battle would become unprecedentedly tragic. If there were still thunder throwing hands, it would not be a problem at all. He would have been so furious that Ye Jun would have been so passive.

The feeling of being passively beaten is always the most uncomfortable and the most heart-wrenching.

Monk An was helpless and was about to order the musket soldiers to take the risk of probing their heads to shoot intensively at the enemy who were climbing up, but unexpectedly, the Ye Jun archers who were eyeing him had already taken action in advance and began to shoot a large number of arrows at the entire city wall.

The collective shots of nearly 20,000 Ye soldiers were covered with dense arrows, making crisp whistles, like a group of flying birds released by the god of death, pounced towards the Tang army's musketeers guarding the city. They used this method to cover the infantry climbing on the ladder.

Although most of the arrows that were blocked by large shields, they also put great pressure on the Tang army. As soon as more than 100 auxiliary soldiers were killed or injured, more than a dozen auxiliary soldiers who were injured by arrows fell from the city wall with screams and fell into meat pie.

For a moment, under the arrows of Ye Jun that were attacking densely like rain, it was difficult for Monk An's men's soldiers to look up, and they could not even think about how to counterattack the Ye Jun who was sieging the city.

Seeing that his subordinates were suppressed again, Monk An filled his chest with anger and his teeth were chewed.
Chapter completed!