In the tabernacle, all the soldiers of the Yining army were angry and asked to cross the water and fight to the death with Xifan. Gao Yue smiled and mentioned the skirt and hairpin that Shang Jiezan sent, "The clothes sent by the Great Prince of the East Road of Xifan are good, but Ben Yin's family has a wife and a concubine. On weekdays, it is more than enough to buy brocade clothes and powder. Shang Jiezan's beauty is unbearable." Then he asked loudly in the tabernacle: "Whose wife of a man is not wearing brocade clothes yet?"

After asking twice, the soldier outside the tent turned around embarrassedly, knelt down and clasped his fists to Gao Yue and said: My wife is young and has not worn brocade clothes yet.

Gao Yue walked down himself, folded his clothes and handed them to the Ya Bing's hand, and comforted him and said, in another year or two, Fengxiang and Xingyuan Mansion will have a better life, and your bride must have a few sets of brocade clothes to wear.

The soldier was so grateful that he thanked Dayin for his kindness.

Gao Yue immediately said to him: "You go and send orders to the entire army, set up Muzha in front of the tents of each battalion, strictly prohibit the soldiers from making noise, slackness, and fight without authorization, and those who violate the order will be killed!"

The tooth soldier hurriedly took the order and left.

At this time, in the entire tent, the generals, military supervisors, and Yu Hou were silent. Looking at the coach Jie who was calm and calm on Hu's bed, he knew that he still asked the whole army to "wait".

At noon, Shang Jiezan and Xu Li and other Western generals were still unmoved when they looked at the Tang army camp opposite the water. Shang Jiezan couldn't help but become anxious and ordered the entire army to fill the trenches under Huating City with firewood, then piled them under the city to burn them, forcing the city army to surrender, and told all the enemy defense envoys that they would not leave any chickens and dogs after breaking the city.

The shouts of killing at Huating City rose again, and the foreign soldiers lined up and rushed over again. The Han army where Hao Yan was located was escorted and rushed to the front. Each of them tied a rope behind the back with a circumference of firewood. The only thing that could provide cover was the so-called "side sign" woven with willow branches. He held it with his hands and looked at the Huating City Wall step by step.

"The traitors are coming to fill the moat!" At the head of Huating City, the wardens of the shooting soldiers stood up behind the female wall, "Use fire arrows, use fire arrows." Then the arrow clusters were lit on the brazier and placed in the bowstring or crossbow chute. "Swish swish swish swish swish swish," and sharp ejection sounds one after another. The fire arrows dragged the green smoke tail and flew over the heads of the Han army holding the willow branches.

Hao Yan gritted his teeth. The willow branches he was holding were six feet long and wide. Four or five arrows were already hit on it. The flames burned the branches and rolled, making him cry. More arrows fell on all sides of his feet, which were thrilling.

In the smoke, Hao Yan's ears were separated from the howls of the Western Fan warriors afterwards, and his companions shouted to the city: "We are all Tang people who have been in the Fan land. Jia Xiaoquan was detained as a hostage and came to the city as he had no choice but to come to the city. Please ask the children and men to shoot only the cards next to the willow branches and do not shoot me..."

Groups of foreign soldiers rode tall horses, holding sharp horse spears and heavy flails behind them, constantly raising them, scolding them, driving away the Han army carrying firewood and grass to continue moving forward.

At the top of the city, Fang Xianhe waved his arm and shouted, "Don't listen to them. Now even if your parents climb the city, they have to shoot me!"

As the arrows flew down, Han soldiers were constantly injured or killed. At this time, the "Yong" in the foreign army with the gang cards came over, dragging the bodies or dying bodies into the moat. "I'm still alive, I'm still alive, don't, don't..." Such begging and groaning were endless.

"Dog thief, our Tang people's life is worse than the firewood behind us!" Hao Yan's eyes were cracked, looking at the corpse of his companion being dragged on the ground, without even a pair of shoes, and his bloody feet left winding blood marks on the sandy land...

At the edge of the moat, with the shouts and commands, he and other Han soldiers supported the willow branches and held up the signs beside the willow branches. He squatted down, untied the firewood bale, and threw them into the trenches. In a moment, the trenches in the south of Huating City were filled with corpses and firewood, and then the willow branches were crushed and turned into a smooth road.

After the thick fireworks, the ferocious soldiers had already set up an impact formation. They were all wearing chain mail or leather armor, holding machetes, anchor axes, and sharp swords. A pair of copper plates were stacked together, as daunting as the scales on monsters. They were covered with various siege equipment built of wood on all sides. The largest number was the "wooden donkey cart". The roof on the back was raised, and ten people pushed the wooden wheels to rotate. The carriages were tied up with a lot of firewood. According to Shang Jiezan's plan, many wooden donkeys were pushed under the Huating city wall, and then they could continue to pile up firewood, then add tinder oil, ignite a large fire, disperse the guards on the city, and then break into the city.

"General, the fire arrow shot down, it was no longer lit." At this time, several shooting men who pulled the strings shouted behind the Huating horse wall.

Fang Xianhe looked down, and it was true that the signs next to the willow branches pressing on the trench firewood were densely packed with small gaps, so it was difficult for the arrows to penetrate the firewood underneath.

But the foreign soldiers are about to attack the city!

At this time, in front of the tower-looking car on the flat top of Wunian Mountain, Gao Yue personally got on the seat, used his hands and feet together, and climbed the large pole on the tower-looking pole (mounted on the seat at the bottom, and held a wooden house in the distance at the top, and the pole was fixed to the ground with six huge ropes to prevent it from being blown down by the wind) and climbed into the wooden house one after another.

Following the viewing hole dug in the wooden house, Gao Yue saw that Huating City was like a pot boiled in boiling water, struggling to support it.

After a while, Gao Yue came down and a group of generals surrounded him and asked anxiously whether to attack and support Huating City in a tough battle.

"Stay waiting." Gao Yue's face was grim, and he just answered this sentence.

In fact, the hands in his sleeves were also pinching each other hard, almost bleeding.

He was both nervous and felt pain for the military and civilians in Huating City.

But reason told him that as the leader of the army, he must not act voluntarily, and for the sake of the final victory, he must even be more cruel than the enemy.

At this moment, the Han army cried loudly in the trenches under Huating City. The first thing the foreign soldiers who followed the attack on the city rushed up was to slash and kill them one by one, and then stepped on their bodies and began to push the wooden donkey cart down the city wall with no chance.

"I'm still able to push a wooden donkey." Several desperate Han soldiers wanted to survive, so they rushed to grab the wheels of a wooden donkey cart, indicating that they still have value.

But the armored Dongdai soldiers in the harness were waving their heavy anchor axes without saying a word, and then cut off their fingers and arms. Blood splattered all over the wall of the wooden donkey's carriage. The several Han soldiers with broken hands and feet were quickly pushed into the trench, pressed down on the willow branches, and then were crushed and trampled by the wooden donkey carriage.

Hao Yan couldn't escape either. When he turned around, several Yongs from the foreign army rushed over to him, holding a knife in his hand. Hao Yan thought of his wife and children who were still alive and dead in his hometown, and tears were flowing out in an instant. He cursed as "the traitor". Then his arm and head were chopped a few times, and his eyes turned black in severe pain, and he fell into the trench, unconscious.
Chapter completed!