"Nine heavens open the palace, and all nations wear their hats and worship them."

"Your magnificence will make the world look up to you thousands of years later, and your downfall will make the descendants of China sigh with regret. In the Tang Dynasty, there are fools who are still sticking to you."

Gu Changan's eyes flickered, as quietly as a sculpture.

In his previous life, he had also seen the deeds of the Anxi Whitehead Army defending the isolated city alone. Every time, his eyes filled with tears, and he was proud of the character of the Han family.

But when he became one of them, he realized how desperate it was!

Boundless despair!

The Tang Dynasty lost its Western Regions for a thousand years, and we met again in Kangxi and Qianlong.

It was not until a thousand years later that the Western Regions returned to the embrace of the Central Plains!

It is impossible to have reinforcements in Kucha City now. The trade routes have been cut off by the barbarians, making it difficult for even a merchant to pass through and send messages, let alone reinforcements.

A tired and desperate soldier.

A single soldier with no one to cheer for.

Gu Changan could see his own end. He was exhausted from killing enemies again and again. His fists were finally unable to defeat thousands of hands, and he finally died from exhaustion.

In fact, he is not afraid of death.

But he didn't want to let down the twenty thousand souls of Anxi for sixty years!

He just wanted Chang'an to know, he wanted the entire Central Plains to know.

Anxi did not retreat!

In the Western Region, there is still a piece of land under the jurisdiction of the Tang Dynasty!

This land stained with blood has not changed hands in sixty years, and the Anxi Army has not lost its territory!

Not one of them surrendered, and not one of them was captured!

"This is my mission, this is the whole meaning of my life."

"If you stay in the city, you will never retreat."

Gu Changan took off his helmet, walked down the watchtower with disheveled hair, and inspected various defensive equipment on the city wall.

For sixty years, the Anxi Army built a solid city wall defense, which is one of the reasons why it was able to hold on for sixty years.

"The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned."

"But let the flying generals of Dragon City be here, and don't teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains."

Gu Changsheng sang softly, and the sound of the song floated far and wide along the wind.

This frontier fortress poem was adapted into an Anxi military song. I remember the year I was born, thousands of voices on the city wall roared in unison, shocking the sky.

When I joined the army at the age of ten, I could still hear thousands of harmonies, and the faint smiles on the faces of the gray-headed grandfathers could be seen.

At the age of fifteen, there were only two hundred people singing. Everyone was holding wine bottles and singing while drinking, and their voices were loud enough.

At twenty years old, his singing voice is the only one left, which is clear and peaceful, and a loud echo can still be heard.

suddenly.

Wild roars were heard in the distance, and the galloping horses caused the ground to shake violently, rolling up sand all over the sky.

Gu Changan's eyes were calm, he put on his helmet and armor, and calmly wiped his bronze sword.

Born in the desert, he knew about three hundred enemy troops were about to attack as soon as he heard the noise.

The bright yellow flag gradually appeared, and three hundred horses galloped through the desert, crossed the long river, and arrived at the foot of Kucha City with an unstoppable momentum.

They raised their heads one after another and looked at the handsome man who was condescending, with deep fear and admiration in their eyes.

Yes, I admire it.

In fact, the entire Western Region has nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty. Even the Hexi Corridor, which it relied on the most, has been lost. The Tang Dynasty is now a dying tiger.

Let alone meddling in the Western Regions, which Central Plains person would dare to approach Yumen Pass?

This lonely city has held on for sixty years!

At first, the Barbarian Empire expended heavy troops to attack the city, but met with stubborn resistance.

Today, the empire gradually doesn't care about this useless city, not to mention that all the White-headed Army inside has died, so fewer and fewer troops are sent to attack the city.

but.

Capturing this city has become an obsession!

Now, if Gu Changan doesn't surrender, he will be crushed!

"The person named Gu will surrender or not!"

The blond and blue-eyed general at the head spoke in a hard-to-pronounce manner and shouted fiercely.

This time he was to conquer this lonely city of the Tang Dynasty in the Western Regions.

But in terms of value, it is obvious that the men on the city wall are thousands of times more valuable.

The true bravery of the three armies, their force can only be described as terrifying.

"No retreat."

Gu Changan repeated the action of wiping his sword.

The two words written lightly show his tough attitude.

The barbarians looked at each other in disbelief, and their eyes became increasingly cruel. In this case, the only option was to capture him alive, and continue to resist and kill him!

"Ascend the city!"

The blond leader roared angrily.

In the past, you could still use trebuchets, kerosene, etc., but now that the city wall is alone, Gu Changan will definitely be able to avoid it easily.

The only plan for now is to climb into the city.

It is impossible for one person to stop three hundred riders from ascending the city.

The knights all dismounted, and the black spears in their hands were all lowered, and the black spears were like the fangs of the god of death.

"Ho!"

With a low cry, two climbing ladders were moved to the city wall. The barbarian army quickly climbed up, and no attacking arrows were missed at all.

That's right, how can you deal with the long line of people climbing the city on your own?

"winter!"

“Dongdongdong!!!”

The war drums were beating, and Gu Changan was beating the giant drum crazily with a mallet in his hand. The sound of one person was as loud as the sound of thousands of troops.

No one beats the drum, he beats it.

The people in the city stood on the streets, staring quietly at the figure at the top of the city in the distance, the straight ridge beams never bending.

After beating the drum to add to the fun, Gu Changan gently held the hilt of the bronze sword with a dark look in his eyes.

Like a butcher hunter waiting for his prey.

After a while, the barbarian troops climbed to the top of the city one after another, and their shouts of killing filled the river.

Suddenly, he saw a spear stabbing Gu Changan's arm like a meteor chasing the moon.

Clang!

As sparks flew, Gu Changan made a backhand move, and the force of his palm seemed to split the spear into two pieces.

Powerful and sinking!!

The Uighur soldier felt his insides trembling. When he glanced sideways, the hand holding the knife was dripping with blood, and the tiger's mouth was shattered.

He was horrified and horrified. When he came to his senses, a cold light flashed over him.

The boy's head with shrunken eyes soared into the sky, and was cut off alive by a long sword.

Gu Changan swept away the enemy troops like a violent wind, and the killing power poured out like a sudden rain.

The minds of many barbarian soldiers were blank, all thoughts were lost, and blood was pouring out of holes all over their bodies.

"Get out!" Gu Changan's eyes were scarlet and he went on a killing spree in the tower, but no one could hurt him.

Not even armor can touch it.

The blond and blue-eyed leader was in great panic. He came boldly to fight, and had already prepared his formation, but he still underestimated Gu Changan.

Is this a fucking human being?

It’s like the reincarnation of a murderous god!

The battle was fierce, and the barbarian army became more and more timid as they fought. As long as they defeated this man, they could take possession of this city that had not been conquered for sixty years.

But that man was like an insurmountable mountain, calm lying in front of him, telling the Western Regions in a cruel way of massacre——

If he is not dead, the city will not be lost.
To be continued...