One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 16
Taking advantage of Jing Jun's pause in attack, General Guo quickly drank two big sips of water, and then analyzed:

"Now the outside of the city is full of Jing Jun, and the east, north, and west gates have also fallen into the hands of Jing Jun. If it's reinforcements, why don't you join us at the south gate?"

"Even if they want to enter from other gates, they have to defeat Jing Jun first. This battle has been fought so far, and I haven't heard the sound of fighting in the distance."

An old soldier muttered with some disappointment: "Who is that? It can't be Anxi Junzhen's manifestation?"

"Maybe it's a master of the rivers and lakes who has a heart for the Tang Dynasty and sneaked into the city secretly." General Guo put down the water bag and looked deeply at the north.

"The situation of the battle is already irreversible. We old guys will die if they die. We can only hope that this master is safe and not falling into the hands of Jingren."

……

There were three consecutive fires in the north, west, and center of the city, causing tens of thousands of Jing troops to panic.

On the north side of the city, the fire that started burning first had not been completely extinguished, Meng Su saw the flames shooting up to the sky in the west of the city again, his scalp became numb and his breathing stopped for a while.

"It's over..."

The faces of the battalion officers and deputy battalion officers nearby all turned pale.

When the officers of other barracks saw this bright flame, they might still be puzzled before sending troops to investigate.

Meng Su and the others knew what happened at a glance, after all, they had just been tricked a while ago.

"The assassin ran to the west of the city and set fire to it!"

They quickly separated an infantry battalion, brought buckets of sand and water, and went to the west of the city to fight the fire.

A total of 1000 people set off, and there are fourth-tier martial artists leading the team. This formation is not afraid of assassins, even if there are fewer people.

However, the speed of pawns is limited after all, and they have to carry heavy buckets and sand buckets.

When they arrived panting, they looked at the high wall of fire and listened to the cries of soldiers behind the wall with dejected expressions, realizing that it was too late.

And the assassin didn't show up from the beginning to the end, as if he knew that their trip was doomed to return in vain, he was hiding in the darkness, laughing silently...

Jing Jun dispatched a total of [-] soldiers and [-] civilians in this battle.

Ten thousand cavalry were guarding outside the south gate at this time, waiting for the Beiting army to break through.

On the flat and vast desert, if there are no heavily armored infantry to escape, they will only end up being harvested by cavalry.

If it is an army with a weak will to fight, it will basically choose to leave the city and flee when the enemy is outnumbered and the city is destroyed.

Knowing the danger, they all took chances, and no one survived in the end.

However, the Beiting Army are all resolute veterans of hundreds of battles. Knowing that there is no way out, they fight street battles in the city, preferring to die rather than retreat.

Twenty thousand Jing troops gathered in the south of the city to encircle and suppress the remaining veterans.

More than 1 people are stationed in several major urban areas that have already been occupied, and they are being overwhelmed by Song Yun.

In the end, there were more than 1 people who did not participate in the battle, but stayed outside the north gate, stationed in the main camp.

In the main camp under the night, the camp tents were scattered, the flags were flying, and hundreds of torches were set up high to disperse the darkness inside and outside the camp.

Teams of soldiers with halberds patrolled back and forth, and carts of supplies were transported to the city. The weather was strict and orderly.

In a large tent in the center, the lights are bright, seven or eight maps are placed on the table, and there is a simple sand table beside it.

Sitting behind the table was a middle-aged man in black military uniform, with deep eyes under his thick eyebrows, and a square face with Chinese characters, holding his helmet with his left hand and gesturing on a map with his right hand.

Even though it was already night, the middle-aged man still had clear eyes and was full of energy.

This person is a famous general of Jingguo, Sikong Cuo, who has risen to fame in recent years. He has led troops on several expeditions and attacked various countries with great military exploits.

Sitting on the side opposite to Sikong Cuo was a handsome young man with a somewhat frivolous demeanor, wearing a light armor with luxurious carvings, a tiger-pattern cloak on the back, and a few circles of diamond flowers embroidered on both arms.

The young man was lying on the edge of the sand table, yawning boredly.

The yawn was a bit obvious, and Sikong Cuo raised his head, frowned and said:
"Bai Yingqi, as a general, you need to be patient. You can dive under the abyss and wait for a moment... You've only been half the night, why are you getting impatient?"

The young man Bai Yingqi curled his lips helplessly: "It's boring, a battle that could have been easily won has to be grinded slowly."

"If you want me to say, it's better to send soldiers to stand all over the top of the city, and directly pour kerosene down, and burn it for a day and a night. Let's get a good night's sleep, and the city will be in our hands tomorrow."

Sikong misheard and shook his head again and again: "Anxi's position is very important. Occupying it will not only allow us to have our transfer station in the vast desert, but also radiate to the northwest of Tang Kingdom, opening up the situation for future wars."

"In short, this is a military town that must be held in your hands for a long time. If you burn it down, how much manpower and material resources will it take to rebuild it? Dajing's treasury can't stand your toss."

Bai Yingqi: "If you don't burn it, you can save some copper coins, but if so many Jingjun died, isn't that also a loss?"

Sikong Cuo shook his head again: "Although the state of Tang is in decline, the foundation is still there. The Tang army was brave and brave, and was known as the number one in the world back then. If soldiers like me are not allowed to exercise first, they will still die if they attack the state of Tang later."

"The previous battle damage has been reported. At present, a total of nearly 3000 people have been killed in battle. This loss is acceptable, so it should be regarded as military training."

"A ten to one advantage in numbers, so many people died." Bai Yingqi was slightly startled, "These old things are really hard to deal with, I always think it's better to burn them."

At this time, there were soldiers outside the big tent begging to see him, and another battle report was handed in.

Sikong Cuo unfolded it, his thick eyebrows trembling with anger.

"Meng Su, a young man, thought he was prudent in his work, but he was so careless. He caught the assassin and lost his entire camp!"

"There are assassins here?" Bai Yingqi leaned over and took a look curiously, "My good fellow, more than 500 people were burned to death, Meng Su is miserable this time."

"Hmph, after the war, there will be military law to deal with it." Sikong Cuo snorted coldly, and then began to send orders:
"There are four barracks in the north, west, east, and middle of the city. Don't rest tonight. Everyone is on duty with armor and strengthened security. Make sure there are no problems in the barracks."

After the messenger retreated, Sikong Cuo was still frowning and staring at the battle report.

"To be able to quietly burn down a military camp, what level is this assassin? A martial arts master?"

He turned his head and said: "General Wei, the main camp is fine, why don't you go to the city to help out."

A man's muffled voice came from outside the camp, "I am only responsible for protecting the safety of the two of you."

Bai Yingqi shrank his neck when he heard the words "martial arts master", and said with a dry smile:

"That's right, if there is a Grandmaster of the Tang Dynasty, we must be the first to assassinate us. General, you can't take risks."

Sikong Cuo sighed helplessly, "Let the main force in the south of the city intensify their attack. We must wipe out the Tang army tonight, and search the whole city tomorrow."

At this moment, the flames in Anxi City were shining brightly, illuminating the night sky.

The two people in the big tent could feel the light outside through the tent.

"This is..." The faces of the two changed drastically, and Huo De stood up.

(End of this chapter)