Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Finally, one of the cavalrymen was frightened and turned around to return to Pyongyang, but saw that the city gate was already closed.

damn it!
The more cavalry stood out, the painted guns were like dragons, and they quickly surrounded and suppressed the remaining cavalry.

Qian Nanjian's helmet had long been knocked off, and he looked extremely embarrassed with disheveled hair and blood-stained face.

The ring-hand knife had been left somewhere long ago, and the bronze spear was also somewhat deformed. The armor had been punctured in several places, and blood oozed from several places.

The injury was not too serious, but he was surrounded by enemies on all sides. Qian Nanjian was destined to be unable to break through the encirclement despite his unparalleled courage.

This is the result of rash advancement.

If you don't know yourself or the enemy, how can Qian Pure Land support such a reckless man?
Qian Nanjian only had endless resentment towards Qian Pure Land. If his uncle sent troops to rescue him, he might not be able to escape the disaster.

However, he had forgotten that just a moment ago, he was still contentedly wanting to kill his uncle and sacrifice his flag.

Why don't you think about how you treat others before you feel that others are treating you badly?
A wooden gun roughly smashed open the bronze spear, and Gao Kan shouted: "Qian's little brat, kneel down and beg for surrender, I will spare your life!"

Qian Nanjian's face was distorted, he pulled out the copper sword from his waist, and laughed wildly: "Qian's man, even if you die, you will not surrender!"

He waved his sword and his soul flew to Pyongyang...

Among the Qian generation, Qian Nanjian has the worst temper and the strongest temper.

The spear was thrown upside down into the ground, and Qian Nanjian's head was hung outside the north gate. It was full of provocation, but Qian Jingtu turned a blind eye.
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At the south gate of Pyongyang, Su Dingfang drove Ni Zhi and other Baekje generals to attack the city. Hei Te Changzhi attacked the city three times, but was forced to retreat by the boy who had a solid foundation for advancing and retreating.

Wen Shamen, who had an army of 15, fell into an ambush by Su Dingfang, and was strangled by Su Dingfang, Liu Renyuan, and Hei Te Changzhi. The army fell apart, and Wen Shamen died for his country.

With more than [-] troops approaching the south gate of Pyongyang, it was extremely difficult for Mr. Qian to still fight vigorously.

Don't look at the people of Qian's generation, Qian Boy's personal martial prowess is not enough, but he is much better than Qian Nanjian, a loser.

When the cannon stones and crossbow arrows were covering him, Mr. Qian led the crowd to retreat;
The firepower stopped for a moment, and Qian Boyong led the army to attack the city again.

Casualties are inevitable, but a good general needs to reduce unnecessary casualties, not ensure that there are no casualties.

This is history, not myth.

Money Boy's style of play is not very clever, but it is practical.

A resilient defense can often overwhelm many brilliant attacks.

Mr. Qian knew from the beginning that the artillery carriages and crossbows at the top of the city were different from those of the Tang Dynasty. He didn't put any thought into it at all, and just consumed Su Dingfang's army with waves of sergeants.

There is only one problem, there are too many enemy troops in the south, and Mr. Qian only has less than [-] troops on hand!
Boy Qian was out of breath from all the hard work, and Hei Te Chang's high-intensity assault on the city made him exhausted.

You said you are a Baekje person who has subjugated your country, why are you working so hard!

"Young Master! Corner Tower!"

Shounubu sergeant shouted.

At the turret, using the cover of the horse's face, the Silla sergeant sneaked up to the top of the city.

"kill!"

Boy Qian rushed forward like a mad tiger with a bronze spear in hand, as if all the fatigue in his body had disappeared.

The two countries have been at war for many years, and the hatred between them is very deep.

However, the hatred between Goguryeo and Baekje ranked second to Goguryeo and Silla.Silla's various tricks made both Baekje and Goguryeo hate them to the core. This was the reason why Jin Chunqiu went to Goguryeo to seek help and was imprisoned.

If it weren't for Silla's Hwarang system of brainwashing young people, which spawned batches of desperate Hwarangs, Silla would have been destroyed by Goguryeo and Baekje.

The only thing that puzzled me was that Mr. Qian easily drove the Silla sergeant off the city wall. This made Mr. Qian very proud. Was he so powerful?

A soldier revealed the truth: "Those are not Silla soldiers, they are Changyuan soldiers who have changed into Silla uniforms. I happen to know one of them."

Asiba!
Mr. Qian gave the truth guard a roll of his eyes.

Don’t you know that the last thing this world needs is the truth? ——
Qian Nanchan in the west is the easiest. He only has 40 infantry at hand. With the city wall of Pyongyang that has been built for nearly [-] years, he and Silla's [-] soldiers and horses can leisurely exchange curses and shoot at each other. Although it is a battlefield, , but relaxed and comfortable.

It wasn't until someone came from the north gate that Qian Nanchan felt collapsed.

Qian Nanjian was such a loser. He couldn't defend his east gate for a long time, so he went to the north gate to take over as his agent. In one battle, he lost five thousand cavalry?

It's not a pity that the good-for-nothing should die, but if he dies, who will join forces with him to deal with the rich boy?
It’s not surprising that Qian Nanchan felt that the siege was just playing house, it was actually Silla that gave him the illusion that Goguryeo’s difficulties were only temporary, and the enemy forces retreated in two days.

But no one thought about it. Qian Nanjian from the east ran to the north and died. Where was the east gate? ——
Cheng Mingzhen led 1 troops and besieged Doufanglou, which had only [-] remnant troops. Xue Rengui led [-] troops and light cavalry to advance and reached the outside of Pyongyang long ago.

Hearing that Qian Nanjian, who was guarding the east gate, ran to the north gate to die, Xue Rengui couldn't help but laugh out loud. He led his troops to quietly turn to the east gate, quickly broke into the east gate through the frozen water, and seized control of the corridor. right.

Facing the rushing Goguryeo sergeants, Xue Rengui raised his horse and shouted: "Qian Nanjian has died outside the north gate. If you don't surrender, how long will it take?"

dead... dead?
Even though the east gate was guarded by the Shunnu tribe, he could not withstand the collision of such news.

Generals are brave soldiers. As soon as Qian Nanjian died, the Goguryeo soldiers quickly abandoned their helmets and armor, and either surrendered on the spot or fled to the city.

A panicked "Tang Army has entered the city" caused the people who lived an orderly life in Pyongyang to flee in all directions, and the news spread like the wind to the other three gates.

The north gate was the first to collapse.

Although Qian Jingtu was in charge, the Goguryeo sergeants at the north gate witnessed Qian Nanjian's death and did not have the slightest doubt about the fall of the east gate. More than [-] soldiers and horses dispersed in an instant.

Qian Jingtu stood up, his eyes full of loneliness, found a pimp to tie himself up, and opened the door to welcome the Heavenly Army of the Tang Dynasty.

As for the craftsmanship of self-binding, it is really not up to standard, like a child playing nonsense.

It’s ugly, it’s a bit ugly, but it’s the first time and the last time anyway.

The four gates were lost one after another.

It’s not that we can’t fight, it’s that we have lost all morale.

Even the toughest boy Qian, after hearing the news that Qian Nan was planning to die and the East Gate and North Gate were captured, he surrendered without any desire to resist.

When the earth collapsed and manpower was limited, he was unable to save himself.

The bad news came to Moli Zhi Mansion. Qian Gaisuwen, who was on the hospital bed, let out an earth-shattering cough and vomited out a bowl of black blood clots mixed with some fragment-like things. He fell straight on the bed without any trace of blood. Angry.

It was better to die than to be captured. Qian Nanjian had learned this lesson well.

Gao Zang, who was in the palace, had been waiting outside the palace gate with Gao Funan and others early in the morning to avoid arousing the ferocity of the Tang army.

Goguryeo, which had lasted for hundreds of years, was declared destroyed under the fierce attacks of two generations of the Tang Dynasty. (End of chapter)