Datang: Ten Years of Proton, Leading an Army of Millions to Return

At this moment, they rushed into the battle array, bringing with them a bloody aura, as if sweeping across the entire battlefield. Wherever they passed, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and not a blade of grass grew.

It's quite creepy to look at, and it's terrifying!
"Enemy attack! Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Toli shouted.

There are at least two to three thousand soldiers attacking from the front, and they look like they are up to no good. If we don't seize the opportunity to escape now, we will have no chance later.

Howling!
Just when these guys got on their horses and wanted to run back, they were horrified to find that their retreat was blocked!

Two men wearing silver masks blocked the way, and there were also eighteen black knights who came over without knowing when.

"Kill them!
Toli also calmed down a little, and a cruel look appeared on his face.

road?
After all, he still has nearly a thousand men under his command. These guys are too arrogant to dare to stop him with just a dozen or twenty people!
"kill!"

Those centurions also let out a long whistle and rode forward on their horses!
Chen Qian and Zhou Zheng's eyes also turned cold, and the ancient spears in their hands also made a "buzzing" sound. They rushed forward together with the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun!
Scimitars and spears were screaming and swaying in the enemy's formation. Screams and wails were intertwined, and blood was spilled wantonly.

“Yes…it’s them!”

Toli's eyes were filled with horror, and he suddenly remembered a legend that was widely circulated in the Western Regions: the white-robed general and his twenty followers.

In this immense fear, his mind went blank, he was trembling with fear, and his body was shaking.

"General, what should we do?"

"Hurry up and make a decision!"

Had those centurions ever seen such a scene?

Besides, where did these people come from in this desert?

Everyone seemed to be frightened.

Da da da!
Zhang Liao has arrived with two thousand Tiger and Leopard Cavalry!
Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, another round of slaughter soon began. The black spear seemed to be gradually waking up, thirsty for the blood of the barbarians.

It didn't take long before Toli's men were chopped to pieces and completely defeated.

Fortunately, this group of people had no intention of delaying and charged straight forward without wasting any time at all.

“So…so scary!”

"Who are they...who are they?"

"General in white robe? He is the general in white robe!"

"Are they the Great Yan people who destroyed the Turkic people?"

"..."

The remaining three or four hundred people were all in shock, looking at each other in bewilderment, even Toli was no exception. Just when these people wanted to breathe a sigh of relief...

"Boom boom boom!"

Another round of horse hoof sounds came from behind!

Chen Qingzhi led the white-robed soldiers and charged forward.

After three waves of attacks, almost all of Toli's thousand-plus men fell in a pool of blood, and few were able to survive...
In Yicheng, the setting sun is as red as blood!

With the addition of the fifty or so siege weapons to the enemy, defending the city became much more difficult, and the first to suffer were the civilians.

After all, these people did not have much experience in fighting, and had rarely experienced life-and-death struggles. When a volley of arrows from a crossbow was shot at them, they didn't know where to hide.

And the trebuchet!

Although it was only an imitation, its power and range were extremely limited, but the enemy directly pushed five catapults to 30 to 40 meters away from the city gate.
Pieces of stones more than ten feet high were thrown madly at the city wall!

"Get out of the way and lie down forward!"

"Don't gather together, spread out! Spread out!"

"There's a fire, put it out! Save people!"

"Father, mother!"

There was a chaos on the city wall, with screams and shouts intertwined together. One group of people helped to rescue the wounded, while another group was still frantically resisting the attacking enemy.

The enemy had approached the city wall and was digging the foundation and drilling the city walls under the cover of Gan-radiating carts and various shelters.

Some were still using battering rams to knock over the city gates and setting up various ladders to climb the city walls!
The situation is extremely critical!
The soldiers on the city wall braved the rain of arrows and used supporting poles and backing poles to push down the ladders that were climbing up the city wall.

Many barbarians who were still climbing the ladders fell from the sky and were turned into meat patties!
Rolling logs and battering stones were still smashing down madly, and flaming iron juice was poured down the city wall, and immediately waves of painful wails were heard.

Lao Zhao led a group of young devils and fanned smoke into the tunnel through the vertical shaft under the city, burning the enemy troops that attacked from there...
As the sun sets, the sunset dyes the border town red!

Maybe...

is blood!

Leng Chong was supervising the battle on the city wall. Looking at the tragic scenes before him that could be described as hell on earth, a complex look was revealed in his turbid old eyes.

“Save me…”

"Dad, let's be husband and wife in the next life!"

"Dog, dog! Where are you?"

Screams lingered in his ears, and Commander Leng's hand holding the spear was shaking constantly.

He never regretted it, because even if he surrendered, those barbarians would not let go of the soldiers and civilians in the city. He just hated them.
Hate myself for being powerless!
"Oh!"

With a loud bang, a gap was created in the eastern city wall, which was more than two people wide!
"kill!"

"Charge into the city, hehehe!"

"Massacre Yicheng! Don't put down your sword for three days!"

"That woman is mine!"

"..."

The barbarians were grinning and were about to come in...
At this moment, the city gate was finally breached, and a cavalry composed of Turks was attacking frantically, trying to rush into the city!

"Two-legged sheep, haha!"

"You're done!"

They were all laughing wildly, as if they were about to do something very exciting.

At this time, the soldiers and civilians in Yicheng calmed down, to an unusual degree.

"Finally, it's over..."

Many people closed their eyes, feeling the gentleness of the setting sun on their faces, and for a moment they seemed to be more open-minded.

By now, there is nothing left to lose. If the city is captured, it will only mean death. Death...
Maybe I will be relieved!
What else is there to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, many of the surviving soldiers and civilians became much calmer. Apart from trembling slightly with fear, they did not show too many unbearable expressions.

You will be killed!

The white-haired soldiers standing proudly on the city wall had indifference on their wrinkled faces.

In the border town of the Western Region, the wind and sand are raging, and the evening scene is also extremely majestic and magnificent.…

It’s a pity that these familiar scenes will no longer be seen soon!

The mission they carry...
It’s finally coming to an end!
Thirty-six-year career in the team is about to come to an end!

"Brothers, kill!"

Leng Chong's old eyes became increasingly cloudy. He waved his spear, shouted loudly, and rushed down the city wall.

There is nothing he can do now. He cannot protect these civilians, so he can only let these soldiers die first!

"Kill! Kill!" Lao Zhao and his men also had red eyes. They picked up their weapons and killed one after another, trying to drive all the barbarians who rushed into the city out.

"Hehe! A bunch of old guys, can you still lift a knife?"

A Turkic captain smiled defiantly and rode his horse towards Governor Leng.

The city had just been breached, and there weren't many barbarians pouring in at once. Even so, there were still dense enemy troops rushing towards them frantically.

The city gate soon fell into a fierce battle!
There were only about 30,000 civilians left in Yicheng, most of them were old, weak, women and children.
Among the remaining eight or nine hundred soldiers, more than five hundred were Wuzu Guards.

At first glance, it looked like there were just a group of old men fighting hard there!
This tragic scene moved even Kun Jie who was watching from afar, but he could only sigh and give orders with a complicated expression:
"Don't mistreat them, bury them properly."

The common people staying on the city wall were also crying, and many of them were saying their last goodbyes.

"My child, it's all Grandpa's fault for being useless. Do you feel resentful that I couldn't let you grow up?"

An octogenarian rubbed a child's head and smiled bitterly.

"Grandpa, who are they? Where is Dad? I haven't seen him for several days..."

The child was only about two or three years old. He was ignorant of the ways of the world and was still babbling. His little face was full of confusion.

"good."

"Grandpa, why are you crying?"

There was also a seriously injured man who fell to the ground with blood all over the floor, and his woman was still taking care of him.

"Wife, if...if those beasts rush over later...you must not fall into their hands.

The big man smiled miserably and struggled to sit up against the wall, his eyes red.

The woman smiled, a rather serene smile, and helped him up, holding his hand tightly, leaning against him, and said angrily:
"Have I ever done anything to let you down? Let's have a good chat. If they come rushing over, I'll jump down from here."

"Okay?"

She behaved extremely calmly, but the big man cried like a child, with tears streaming down his face and sobbing uncontrollably.

“S-sorry.”

He murmured, and touched her thin, sallow face again, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart: "If... there is an afterlife, I will find a good man to marry! Don't follow me and suffer anymore."

"It's not up to you. I'm already relying on you!"

The woman smiled playfully and hugged him tightly.

Next to the wall, two old men covered in blood were leaning against each other.

"Old man, it's time to get going."

"Haha! We've been arguing for most of our lives, old woman. Can you give in to me this time? Let me go down first and scout the way for you!"

"Pooh!"

The two of them exchanged a few more words, and the old woman's eyes were filled with turbid tears:
"Do you still feel pain?"

Touching scenes were playing out on the city wall. Everyone knew their impending fate and did not struggle.

What's the use of resisting?
Guarding the border town alone, there will be a day when the town will be destroyed and everyone will die. Everyone has already prepared themselves mentally.

Even if you feel unwilling, you have no choice but to accept this result.

This is fate, you have to accept it!
In front of the wide-open city gate, Murong Hao led hundreds of Turkic cavalry and wanted to rush into the city, but was blocked by Leng Chong and others.

Amutuo was leading his army across the moat and was still rushing in madly.

Murong Hao sneered:
"Hmph! Leng, aren't you people from the Central Plains very arrogant? What? Are you unable to jump now?"

"How can a slave of three surnames be so presumptuous?" someone snorted coldly.

Murong was originally from a prominent Xianbei clan. They defected to the Turks and then fled to the Western Regions. It is not wrong to say that he was a slave of three clans.

Leng Chong was hit by an arrow in the chest, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face was pale. Lao Zhao led dozens of people to protect him.

"I would rather die than surrender. Kill!" he gave the order.

“Swish swish!

At this moment, a series of sounds of breaking through the air were heard!
"shield!"

A white-haired old soldier shouted, and soon a shield formation was set up to protect the group of people.

"what!"

"Where did this arrow come from?"

"Did those idiots shoot the wrong guy?"

"..."

What puzzled everyone was that screams and curses were heard outside the city gate.

"Enemy attack!"

Finally, a barbarian shouted loudly, and seemed extremely frightened.

"Reinforcements, yes reinforcements!"

And on the city wall, a man also shouted excitedly.

The common people also struggled to stand up and looked towards the east. They suddenly became extremely excited and cheered.

"Great Yan!"

"That's the flag of Dayan!"

"Zhongyuan Royal Division, Zhongyuan Royal Division is here to save us!"

"..."

At dusk, a dusty army appeared on a small hill not far away, as if they were divine troops descending from the sky!

After shooting a wave of arrows, the Turkic barbarians gathered at the city gate were killed to pieces by the rain of arrows, with heavy casualties!

This is not over yet!

"Da da da!"

This cavalry has already galloped over!
The leader was holding a black spear, his body was covered in blood and dust, and when he rushed over, he brought with him a tremendous murderous aura and murderous intent!
He was like a blood-soaked Shura crawling out of hell, charging head-on and leading the way...
This scene is really scary!
Even the common people standing on the wall couldn't help but feel horrified.

Behind him followed two riders, holding ancient spears. Even though their armor was stained with blood, it was not difficult to tell that they were wearing white armor.

Eighteen black knights dressed as Hu people followed closely behind, their crescent-shaped scimitars shining coldly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After that came several thousand heavily armored cavalrymen, one team's flag was "Zhang" and the other team's flag was "Chen"!
And in the middle of the queue, there were five or six large flags fluttering in the wind….
"inflammation"!
When this cavalry army was deployed in the desert and pressed forward with great momentum, everyone realized that there were many familiar figures in the formation.

These dozens of people were all wearing helmets and damaged armor, and were wrapped quite tightly. If you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to find them.

Then isn’t that Captain Guan?
"And Wei Liang!"

"Is that little bastard Fan Hailiang back too?"

Everyone had a look of confusion on their face, and they couldn't figure out where this group of people came from.

"Is it him? General Zhang Liao?"

Murong Hao was stunned and looked very frightened. He even shivered as if he had seen a horrifying scene.

"drive!"

He didn't pay much attention to anything at the moment, his mind was in a mess, he turned his horse's head and headed west. (End of this chapter)