In the tent, the soldiers of the Yining Army were all angry, and they all asked to cross the water and fight to the death with Xifan, but Gao Yue smiled and mentioned the skirt and shirt sent by Shang Jiezan, "The clothes sent by the minister of the East of Xifan are good, but Ben Yin's family has a wife and a concubine, and it is more than enough for officials to buy brocade clothes and fat powder on weekdays. Then he asked in a loud voice in the tabernacle, "Whose son's wife has no brocade to wear?" ”

After asking twice, the soldier outside the tent turned around a little embarrassed, knelt down and hugged his fist at Gao Yue and said: My wife is young and has not yet worn brocade clothes.

Gao Yue personally walked down, folded his clothes and handed them into the hands of the tooth soldier, and caressed him and said, In another year or two, the life of Fengxiang and Xingyuan Mansion will be better, and your bride must have a few sets of brocade clothes to wear.

The tooth soldier was grateful, and thanked Da Yin for his kindness.

Gao Yue immediately said to him: "Go and give an order to the whole army, set up a wooden tie in front of the tents of each battalion, and strictly prohibit the soldiers from making noise, slacking off, or going into battle without authorization, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!" ”

The tooth soldier hurried away.

At this time, in the entire tent, all the generals, the supervising army, and the Marquis Yu were silent, looking at the commander who was sitting calmly on the bed of Hu, knowing that he still asked the whole army to "wait".

At noon, Shang Jiezan, Xu Li and other Western Tibetan generals looked at the Tang army camp opposite the river, but still did not move, Shang Jiezan couldn't help but get anxious, so he ordered the whole army to fill the ditch under Huating City with firewood and grass, and then piled it up under the city to burn, forcing the city army to surrender, and told all the enemy defense envoys that there would be no chickens and dogs left after the city was broken.

The shouting and killing sound under the Huating city rose again, the soldiers lined up in formation, forced over again, Hao Jue's Han army team was escorted, rushed to the front, each of them was tied with a rope behind a circle of firewood and grass, the only thing that can provide cover is the so-called "side card" woven with willow branches, held with both hands, step by step to look at the Huating city wall.

"The thieves have come to fill the trenches!" At the head of Huating City, the archers guarding the city got up one after another behind the female wall, "Use fire arrows, use fire arrows." Then the arrows were lit on the brazier and set up in the bowstring or crossbow chute, "Xiu Xiu Xiu", the sharp projectile sound came and went, and the fire arrows dragged the tail of green smoke and flew over the heads of the Han army holding the willow branch next to the card.

Hao Yu gritted his teeth, the willow branch he was holding was six feet long and wide, and four or five arrows had been hit on it, and the flames burned the branches, crackling and rolling, choking his tears, and more arrows fell on all sides of his feet, thrilling.

In the smoke, in addition to the howls of the persecution of the Xibo warriors behind him, there was also the miserable shouts of his companions to the city: "We are all Tang people who have not entered the Tibetan land, and Jia Xiaoquan was detained as a hostage, so I have to come to the annexed city as a last resort, and I beg the sons and daughters to only shoot the willow branch next to the card, don't shoot me......"

A group of Tibetan soldiers rode tall horses, holding sharp horse lances and heavy flails behind them, constantly waving, scolding in their mouths, and drove the Han army carrying firewood and grass to continue to advance.

And at the head of the city, Fang Xianhe waved his arms and shouted: "Don't listen to them, now it's your parents who climb the city, and you have to shoot me to kill them!" ”

When the arrows flew down, the Han soldiers were constantly injured or killed, and the "Yong" in the Tibetan army with regimental cards would run over, dragging the corpses or dying bodies and throwing them into the moats. "I'm alive, I'm still alive, don't, don't ......" such a pleading moan, endlessly.

"Dog thief, the life of our Tang people is worse than the firewood and grass behind us!" Hao Jue was stunned, looking at the corpse of his companion who was being dragged on the ground, he didn't even have a pair of shoes, and his bloody feet left sinuous blood marks on the sandy ground......

On the edge of the moat, with the shouting and the sound of orders, he and other Han soldiers held up the willow branch side card diagonally, and he crouched down, untied the firewood and straw bundles, and threw them into the ditch.

After the thick fireworks, the hideous soldiers have lined up the formation of the impact, they are all wearing chain mail or leather armor, holding machetes, anchor axes, swords, one side of the copper regimental cards stacked together, like the scales on the monster body is daunting, they are surrounded by a variety of siege equipment built of wood, the largest number of which is the "wooden donkey cart", the ridge on the back is raised, there are ten people under the wooden wheel to rotate, the carriage is tied with a lot of firewood and grass - according to Shang Jiezan's plan, many wooden donkeys are pushed under the wall of Huating, You can continue to pile up firewood and grass on it, and then pour fire oil on it, and then break through the city to break through the city.

"General, the fire bolt will shoot down, and it won't be lit." At this time, behind the wall of the Huating horse, several archers who pulled the strings shouted.

Fang Xianhe looked down, and sure enough, the willow branches that covered the firewood and grass in the trench were densely packed with small gaps, and it was difficult for arrows to penetrate through the firewood and grass burning below.

But the soldiers are about to attack the city!

At this time, in front of the watchtower car on the flat top of Wunian Mountain, Gao Yue personally boarded the car seat, used both hands and feet at the same time, and climbed the fork wood on the watchtower pole (the bottom end is erected on the car seat, and the top is held to the wooden house with a distant view, and the pole is fixed to the ground with six huge ropes to prevent it from being blown down by the wind), and climbed into the wooden house at once.

Along the lookout hole carved in the wooden house, Gao Yue saw that Huating City was like a pot boiling in boiling water, struggling to support it.

After a while, Gao Yue came down, and a group of generals surrounded him and anxiously asked if he wanted to attack Huating City in the bitter battle.

"Keep waiting." Gao Yue's face was grim, and he just replied with this sentence.

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

He was both nervous and painful for the soldiers and civilians in Huating City.

But reason also told him that now as the commander of the army, he must not be rash, and for the sake of the final victory, he must even be more ruthless than the enemy.

At this moment, at the ditch under Huating City, the cries of the Han army shook the sky - the first thing the soldiers who followed the siege rushed up was to brutally chop and kill them one by one, and then step on their corpses and began to push the wooden donkey cart under the city wall lifelessly.

"I still can, I can still push a wooden donkey." A few desperate Han soldiers still wanted to live, so they scrambled to grab the wheels of a wooden donkey cart, indicating that they were still valuable.

But the several armored Dongdai forbidden soldiers in the escort car didn't say a word, waved the heavy anchor axe, and cut off their fingers and arms alive, blood splashed all over the walls of the wooden donkey's carriage, and the several Han soldiers who had broken their hands and feet were quickly pushed into the trench, and then pressed the wicker, and then crushed and trampled by the wooden donkey cart.

Hao Jue couldn't escape, when he turned around, several Yong in the Fan army rushed over him, holding a knife in his hand, Hao Yu thought of his wife and children in his hometown who didn't know whether to live or die, and instantly burst into tears, scolding "Fan thief", and then his arm and head were slashed a few times, and his eyes were black in severe pain, and he fell into the trench, unconscious.

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