Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 135
"ignition!"

With an order, the pointed wooden stakes and bamboo sticks splashed with grease started to burn, and the flames instantly tore apart the night. He Bayong could hear the shouts from the top of the city, followed by a sharp Shouting, he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air, instinctively shrunk his neck, and then heard a scream from behind.

"Long card, stand up the long card, archer step forward!"

As Tang Jun's arrows flew up to the top of the city, the accuracy of the arrows on the top of the city soon became outrageous. Since the officers in the dark night can't see who is working hard and who is not, why risk being shot? Dangerous, leaning out and shooting arrows down the city?Of course, the archers of the Tang army didn't hit any targets, but at least they consumed the arrows and physical strength of the defenders, covering their own side and clearing obstacles, which can be regarded as achieving the previous goal.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, a piece of white fish maw appeared on the horizon. He Bayong could already make out the outline of the female wall at the top of the city, and the pointed wooden piles in front of the Haogou had been burnt to a width of more than [-] steps. He took a deep breath, and was about to order his soldiers to fill in the trench when he suddenly heard a scream.

"Bed Crossbow!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, an iron spear pierced through the long board and a Tang soldier behind it, nailing it to the ground, and the other man escaped from behind the long board like a frightened rabbit, and was immediately captured by the city. Several crossbow arrows in the head were shot down.

"This idiot!" He Bayong scolded, walked to the side of the Tang soldier, drew his sword, took off his head and raised it over his head, shouting loudly: "If you run away from the battle, behead your head. If your wife is not a slave in the government, I would rather die in the palace." Enemy blade, don't die from military law, fill the trench——!"

creak creak!

There was the teeth-stinging sound of the bed crossbow being strummed on the wall again, but no one cared about it anymore. People poured into the gap like a tide, throwing the pre-prepared fagots into the ditch. From time to time, someone was shot and fell into the ditch. Submerged by fagots, the ditch was filled in a blink of an eye. People rushed through the ditch, straight to the thin soil barrier, and the first to rush to the bottom of the city squatted down and raised their shields above their heads, allowing the people behind to climb on the shields. Going up, the people behind operated like this, and in a blink of an eye, a shield mountain with a height of more than two floors was formed.

The barriers of the corridor were only about three meters high. He Bayong rushed to the top of the city with a short spear in one hand and a hook in the other. The sharp iron collar looks weird, but it can exert amazing power in the hands of skilled users, especially in close combat.He Bayong deftly hooked the enemy's stabbing weapon with the hook in his left hand, pulled it closer, and stabbed it lightly with the short spear in his right hand, and the result was finished.

More and more Tang soldiers climbed over the barrier, jumped into the tunnel, and fought with the Goguryeo people. Some people fell down from time to time, but the vacancy was quickly filled by the latecomers. No one shouted in the barrier, only the sound of metal impact and dying groans, and the flames flashed on armor and swords, and fell on faces like devils.

He Bayong hooked the short teeth of the stabbing halberd with a hook, twisted his backhand, and the halberd fell out of his hand. He stabbed fiercely with the short spear, but was avoided by the opponent sideways. Central head, broken in two, the enemy fell to the ground, the helmet fell off, a half-bald old man with a few gray beards on his chin, a few teeth missing in his open mouth, eyes full of fear and hatred.He Bayong was a little pitiful, but he still pulled out his dagger and cut his throat.

When He Bayong was about to look for his next opponent, he found that all the people standing around him were his own people, and the Goguryeo people were either lying or kneeling. Then he felt that his throat was dry and smoking, and his body was as heavy as if he had been swallowed. Lead, he let out a long breath, pulled off the water bag from the waist of a certain corpse, took two gulps, and sat down.

"He Ba, are you okay!" Wang Wenzuo looked at He Bayong, his familiar face was covered with blood and dust, as if covered with a mask, if it wasn't for the armor on his body, he could hardly recognize it.

"It's okay! I'm just a little tired!" He Bayong wanted to stand up, but was held down by Wang Wenzuo: "It's okay, just sit down, I'll let Hongdu come up to replace you, you just go down and have a good rest!"

"No need, I'll just sit and take a breath!" He Bayong stubbornly shook his head: "We cut off the tunnel, the thief will never stop, maybe they will come back later!"

"Alright!" Wang Wenzuo didn't insist, he looked at the corpse on the ground, and sighed: "It's true, tsk tsk, the beards are all white, and even this age has entered the battle, and the Goguryeo people are dying! "

"Yes!" He Bayong shook his head: "He stabbed me with a long halberd, but I snatched it off with a hook. I originally wanted to spare him, but this guy's eyes are too poisonous, so he ended it easily!"

"When you go to the battlefield, you will die and live, and each will live in peace. It's nothing! Later, someone will clean it up and dig a deep pit to bury it. It's not a debt!" Wang Wenzuo patted his subordinates on the shoulder. , suddenly snorted.

"Is there something wrong?" He Bayong asked puzzled.

"This old man's identity is unusual, look!" Wang Wenzuo tore off the corset of the corpse, revealing a piece of jade hanging on his chest: "Find someone alive and confirm the identity of this old man."

A few minutes later, Wang Wenzuo's suspicion was verified. The halberd-wielding old man who was killed by He Bayong was the soap-clothed emissary of the Goguryeo Shunnu tribe, one of the five Goguryeo tribes, and Quan Gaisu Wen Daidai is the leader of this department. Although Goguryeo has implemented the royal system, the remnants of the tribal aristocratic system are very heavy. The five chiefs have the power to establish ancestral temples, recruit retainers, and have their own army and residence. The emissary in clothes is a kind of retainer, similar to the Lang Guan of the emperor in the Han Dynasty.From the mouth of the captive, Wang Wenzuo also got another shocking news. Quan Gai Su Wen’s eldest son, Quan Yuan, was patrolling the defense last night and stayed overnight in Jumeng Mountain City. The soap-clothed emissary returned to Pyongyang City through the corridor overnight. On the way, he was attacked by the Tang army and died.

"Sanlang!" He Bayong's voice was a little trembling. Jumeng Mountain City faced the river on one side and confronted the Tang Army on both sides. It was deeply wedged into the Tang Army's defense area. This corridor was the only guaranteed connection to Pyongyang City. After being cut off by the Tang army, if he could take the opportunity to capture Zhumeng Mountain City and hold Quangai Suwen's eldest son in his hands, it would undoubtedly add a very important bargaining chip.

"He Ba, you go back to the camp immediately, take the corpse and the prisoners with you, and report this matter to your superiors!" Wang Wenzuo's eyes flashed: "This opportunity must not be missed, it will never come again!"

(End of this chapter)