The corners of Zhang Juzhi's eyes were about to crack, and his mouth and heart were greeting these damned Persians in the most vicious language.

This is a fucking trap, and Zhang Liang's most elite personal soldiers rushed into battle. After paying half the price of casualties, it can be regarded as approaching the airship landing site. But the damned Persians were throwing burning bottles of fire oil onto the airship.

There is already coal on the airship, and the most advanced airship is already oil-burning. The cold wind blew, and the airship burned. The sky-high fire made these treasures unbearable to be roasted a hundred or ten steps away. In order to maintain the state of the airship, Zhang Liang filled the airship with fuel. This one burns up, let alone a person. Immortals can't put out this fire!

The Persians did it on purpose, they did not destroy these airships in the first place. I just want to use them to seduce the Tang people to attack, burn these things at the last moment of the attack, and make the Tang so angry that they vomit blood.

In a way, the Persians sat down. Zhang Liang, who was standing on the inner city wall, watched his own soldiers charge in the rain of arrows from the other side. Nearly a thousand corpses were left along the way, but only one fire was exchanged. He didn't vomit blood, but his heart was dripping blood. That's all the Zhang family's background! They are all diehards who have been fed with silver, and they don't say anything even if they want to die.

Now, it's easy to lose half of it!

Zhang Liang's eyelids suddenly jumped up irregularly, and an ant-like Persian suddenly appeared in the telescope. These people are holding scimitars with snowflake patterns in their hands, and they are extremely athletic. Between jumps, you can actually dodge the dense accumulation of crossbow arrows.

After a fierce battle all night and a day, the Tang people were tired. The Persians were equally tired, and even good people would be sleepy if they didn't sleep for a day and a night. But this group of Persians is obviously full of physical strength and energy!

There is only one reason that can explain this phenomenon, and that is ......! Reinforcements from the Persians have arrived!

Both sides were at the end of the crossbow, and the arrival of reinforcements from the Persians was terrible news. God knows how many troops the Persians sent in this invasion. In terms of distance, they were much closer to Almaty than the Don army. The logistical problem is the biggest trouble for the Tang army, but for them, the trouble is not very big.

The general of the other side must be a very resourceful person, and he has been hiding his strength. Using the airship landing field, the most elite troops of Datang were lured. And then, after their bloody battles, destroy the victory they are about to win. Thus, demoralizing them. Just when morale was at its lowest, the Persians sent their most elite forces.

Zhang Juzhi's resentment didn't last for a cup of tea, and he had to fight desperately for survival. The tired Tang army and the Persians who were screaming "whoop" and "whooping" quickly mixed together. At this time, crossbow arrows, grenades, and other things do not work. With all he has, he only has a steel knife in his hand.

"Phew!" With a crisp crash, his steel knife and the Persian's steel knife actually collided with sparks. Zhang Juzhi's eyes were full of surprise and fear, and the steel knife in his hand actually popped out of a big gap.

This is a hundred refined horizontal knives, and it is not even a little cheap. If it is those ordinary soldiers, the consequences can be imagined.

There was a scream from the side, and the horizontal knife in the hand of Zhang Juzhi's personal soldier captain was cut from the middle. The snowflake-patterned Damascus steel knife cut through his armor like butter after cutting the horizontal knife. An entire arm was cut off by force.

The blood "nourished" out of the wound at once, and the whole person instantly lost his strength. The Persians did not give him much pain, but only howled halfway, and the head flew up with the helmet. The blood spurting out of the cavity was more terrifying than the wound on the shoulder.

"Fuck me!" Zhang Juzhi lowered his body and dodged a knife from the Persian warrior opposite. The horizontal knife in his hand slashed at the stomach of the Persian warrior, and there was an unpleasant sound of metal grinding. Hundred refining horizontal swords, it actually just left a white mark on the opponent's armor.

"Flash!" Zhang Liang threw away my telescope in his hand and screamed loudly. It's a pity that Zhang Juzhi is three or four miles away from him. His words could not reach his son's ears at all.

A sturdy Persian warrior dropped his knife from behind Zhang Junzhi. The rounded Damascus steel knife cut through Zhang Juzhi's armor. Horizontally, Zhang Juzhi was cut into two sections, and his lower body did not move. The upper body fell to the ground!

Zhang Juzhi, who kept pouring blood out of his body, waved the horizontal knife in his hand weakly. slashed into the other party's leg, but the force was so small that the other party didn't even feel it.

No one paid attention to a dying man, and Zhang Juzhi took out a grenade from his arms. His hand held the pull ring, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the pull ring.

Time stands still at the age of twenty-seven, with a grenade in his hand. His eyes looked at his father, who was far away on the city wall, and he exhaled the last breath in his body.

"Wisdom!" Zhang Liang let out a wolf-like howl, threw away the binoculars and drew his horizontal knife, and was about to rush out and snatch his son back.

"Dashuai!" Han Dewang hugged Zhang Liang's legs, knelt on the ground and refused to let Zhang Liang go away.

Zhang Liang kicked Han Dewang desperately, but he couldn't kick this plaster. The pro-soldiers around him rushed over and pressed Zhang Liang to the ground together.

"Let go of me!" Zhang Liang held a horizontal knife and roared!

Han Dewang grabbed Zhang Liang's hand, opened his mouth and bit down.

The situation on the battlefield was almost one-sided, and the Tang army had always been known for its excellent weapons in the Western Regions. But what they had, the Persians had. Even what they don't have, the Persians have. For example, sharp Damascus steel knives.

This is also something that can't be helped, people have mines, compared to the vast land of the Tang Dynasty, there are so few iron mines.

The Persians, armed with Damascus steel knives, slashed and killed the recalcitrant Tang people, and chased down the Tang people who fled. The gap in weapons and physical strength almost made the Tang army powerless to resist.

A Persian warrior chased after him in a hurry, not paying attention to a corpse that had been cut in half at his feet. Kicking the hand holding the grenade, the pull tab that was desperately not pulled apart, finally popped out the pin.

The Persian warrior looked down at the green smoke coming out of the man's hand, and a sense of foreboding arose.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang and a puff of steaming smoke, and the Persians in a radius all rolled over and fell to the ground.

Very few people were directly injured by shrapnel, and many more were shocked by the sound of the loud explosion. Many people began to bleed from their ears, and some were so shocked that they began to vomit blood.

Zhang Juzhi's corpse was torn to pieces by a huge explosion like a rag doll, and his head with an iron helmet was shot like a Saqima.

Li Deyu looked at all this proudly, his father was the one who wrote "The Mirror of the Six Armies". His uncle and grandfather are the famous Han Baohu. The Li family's military strategy is in the bones. As long as you are in the army, you can play the most effective.

In fact, early this morning, the reinforcements he led had already arrived.

But he didn't let the reinforcements replace the tired and dying soldiers, but let them continue to stand in front and engage in a torturous confrontation with the Tang army.

Seeing the situation on the battlefield, he knew that although the surprise attack had greatly damaged the vitality of the Tang army. But it did not really break the backbone of the Tang Army, and if there was no real elite, the Tang Army would not have been able to hold on to the present. Although the servant army helped to resist, it was okay to release arrows in the back. In the competition of real swords and guns, they are not the opponents of the Persian warriors.

There must be an opportunity to lure out the elite of the Tang Army. When he saw the airship landing site, as well as the almost intact airships on the landing site, Li Deyu knew that he had found it.

Sure enough, the Tang people rushed out desperately. Wanting to regain control of those who could fly, Li Deyu decisively ordered the airships to be burned, and then sent the most elite Templars on this expedition.

Looking at the burning airship, Li Deyu also felt pity. He'd ridden the airship, but he wouldn't drive it. The Persians wouldn't even drive this! It is better to destroy it than to let the Tang army take it back.

The five hundred Templar warriors did not disappoint him, and these warriors led the new army like a torrent to reopen the Tang army's military formation. In the military formation, Li Deyu saw a person he knew. Zhang Juzhi, he is Zhang Liang's son. The two met in Chang'an, but they didn't know each other well, they just met.

As for friendship, it's even more incompatible. He really wanted someone to pick up Zhang Juzhi's corpse, maybe he could use the corpse to blackmail Zhang Liang. It's a pity that the reckless soldier didn't die and mixed it up. Either the corpse will be made, or even the human head will be lost. As for the relatively intact lower body, Li Deyu felt that it was of little use.

It's okay to do this, Chang'an has one less gentleman. I may have done a good thing for Datang!

Zhang Liang was finally subdued, and the observing lieutenant told Zhang Liang. At the last moment, Zhang Juzhi pulled out the grenade and died with the enemy. He thinks that saying this will make Zhang Liang's mood better.

Zhang Liang, who was sitting against the city wall, gasped for breath, and the air with the smell of gunpowder smoke was constantly sucked into his lungs, and then spewed out heavily.

"Shrink the line of defense and defend the inner city!" After a long time, Zhang Liang finally gave the order.

At this point he reverted to the role of a commander-in-chief, rather than a father who had just lost his son. He needs to take care of an army of 10,000 people, who also have wives, children, parents and relatives. He wanted to ensure that as many of them lived until the end of the war, although that hope was very slim.

The exhausted Don army finally withdrew, and the Persians bit their tails and killed and wounded many people. However, they still withdrew to the inner city, and the entire outer city fell. The equally weary Persians did not take advantage of the victory to attack the city, but replaced the weary soldiers with new soldiers. At this time, sleeping in a warm room is the most enjoyable thing. Even if you are in a battlefield full of corpses.

"Let our soldiers live in the house, the Tang people are already like rats in a bucket, and they can't escape. And......! This time, we also caught a big fish. Li Deyu said to Yousuf with a smile.

"Big fish?" Yusuf asked suspiciously.

"Zhang Liang, the Duke of the Tang Dynasty, is in the besieged city, and I just saw his son die in battle. Unfortunately, the body was blown apart. When a prince arrives in the Western Regions, the position he holds can only be the protector of the Northern Court. In other words, you are now besieging the supreme governor of the Tang Dynasty in the Western Regions. Li Deyu smiled happily, but in the eyes of others, his face full of scars was extremely evil at this time.

"Really? Lee, you can't be mistaken! Yusuf was a little surprised by his good fortune, he didn't expect to catch such a big fish in this net.

"You can't make a mistake, don't worry. If you don't believe me, you can call the captives and ask them. Also, you'd better order your men not to kill indiscriminately. ”

"Victorious samurai, you can enjoy everything here." Yusuf said with some confusion.

"My Lord Governor, if you don't kill the night before yesterday. Now we may have taken the whole city, because of the samurai's rotten killing. caused the resistance of these servant armies in Almaty, if not for their resistance. You now own the city, Zhang Liang, the Duke of the Tang Dynasty. Not your captive, but your ghost.

Sometimes, violence is indispensable. Sometimes, however, violence cannot be abused. Those who use violence well are powerful, but those who restrain violence are great. Li Deyu looked at the inner city wall in the distance, and wanted to break through the city wall now and catch Zhang Liang.

There is no longer such thing as capturing a prince alive that can bring humiliation to Datang. Since the war at the end of the Sui Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty has not had a commander of the level of Guogong and has been captured!

If Zhang Liang is killed, who will Datang send? Li Ji? Cheng bites gold? Or is it Niu Jinda? It must not be Wei Chigong, although the Tang Emperor is hateful, he is not mediocre!

Of course, what Li Deyu hopes to come to the most is Yun Hao. It was this person who destroyed all the Li family's foundation in Datang. also ruined his future and future! If he is able to defeat Yun Hao and kill or even capture him alive in his lifetime, Li Deyu feels that this is the best ending to realize the value of life.

Now that he had such conditions, the Persian army swept through the city of Shattered Leaf and Almaty. They killed the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and trampled the military flag of the Tang Dynasty under their feet. The Tang people can't accept such humiliation no matter what.

What Li Deyu wants to do now is to make the wounds of the Tang people tear even bigger. In this way, the Tang people will be even more angry, and they will also send their victorious general Yun Hao out. It also has fire oil, gunpowder. There is even a recipe for frying steel that he dedicated to the Great Food Caliphate! The equipment that the Great Cannibal has is even better than that of the Tang people. Especially the oil oil, which is originally produced in the big food.

It can be said that the Great Food Army can get a steady stream of supplies. The Tang people, on the other hand, had to be cautious when using fire oil.

It's a pity that the airship can't be made. There is no way, even if you steal the drawings yourself, the craftsmen of Dashi will not be able to make them. But this is not difficult, Li Deyu does not believe that hundreds of thousands of troops are not enough to withstand the convenience of airships.

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