Chapter 397: Three Days Without Sealing the Knife
The big cannibals at the head of the city were all dumb, and they all looked at Yang Feng with grief and indignation.
And behind Yang Feng, those brothers were still tied to the shelves in batches, and then those Tang soldiers cut something off, the screams that life was worse than death kept echoing, and the big cannibals who were cut by Yan were constantly thrown aside, leaving them to bleed dry in pain and despair.
This humiliation made the Great Cannibal furious.
However, Yang Feng's arrogant figure and the neatly lined up Tang warriors were like an iron mountain range, suffocating them, making them desperate, so that they could only watch helplessly, watching these enemies trample their dignity under their feet over and over again and rub them constantly. They are powerless to fight with such an enemy in the field, under the city of Talas they have already learned that these easterners are strong, at that time they had an absolute advantage, but they still won with twice the casualties, but now they are at an absolute disadvantage, and there is an almost invincible strong man outside, there is no hope in the field battle, they can only rely on the city walls to wait for their commander, waiting for Abu. The army led by Mu Silin......
However, this is not possible.
It was impossible for Yang Feng to make them wait until one day.
In fact, today is the day the city is breached.
When the last ten big cannibals were cut by Yan, Yang Feng, who was sitting on the Andalusian horse, suddenly showed a smile.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, he shouted with a finger of the Mo knife in his hand.
Before Bai Xiaode behind him could react, he had already urged the war horse, and the Andalusian horse with strong acceleration performance burst out instantly with a neigh, and behind him, the two thousand mounted cavalry from Broken Leaf also urged the war horse, and a steel wall began to accelerate in the stunned gaze of everyone, including the big cannibal and Dou Zhongjie and other Zhaowu servants, and even Bai Xiaode and his subordinates Tang Jun, and gradually formed a huge triangular triangle shape in the acceleration, Like an armor-piercing cone on the earth that reflects silver light, it pierces the gate of Kangju......
"What are you going to do?"
Bai Xiaode, who didn't catch up with Yang Feng, grabbed a broken leaf officer and shouted.
"Siege!"
The latter replied very seriously.
"There are no ladders, no ladders, no siege towers, no rushing vehicles, how can a group of purely equipped cavalry go to attack the city?"
Bai Xiaode roared.
"General Bai, this is how we attack the city!"
The officer said somewhat proudly.
Then he urged his horse to speed forward.
"General Bai, Yang Shuai attacked the city like this, you don't need to be surprised, Kangju City will definitely be broken today, your troops only need to follow them into the city to rush and kill, I and 10,000 Tucai Shi cavalry will go around to the south, King Ningyuan and Dong Cao Zhong Cao's army will attack the west, and 10,000 Tu Cai Shi cavalry and Shi Guoren will attack the east."
At this time, Yang Xianzhong hurriedly stepped forward and said.
"How?"
Bai Xiaode is still at a loss.
"Yang Shuai will open all the city gates!"
Yang Xianzhong said with a smile.
At this time, Yang Feng had already entered the attack range of the defenders, and the sharp arrows above his head fell like a torrential rain, in order to avoid the injury of the war horse he had just gotten, he jumped down directly and dragged the Mo knife at a speed exceeding the speed of the war horse, and the cavalry behind had not yet arrived, and the battlefield formed a spectacular scene of him rushing to the city gate alone.
At the same time as the rain of arrows fell, the boulders thrown by the small trebuchets on the city wall were also falling, and the big cannibals didn't even attack the cavalry behind, all the weapons were aimed at Yang Feng, and even a small number of strong crossbows were shooting at Yang Feng......
The Great Cannibal has no bed crossbows.
At least not yet, even ordinary infantry crossbows have only just arrived at them from China.
There were very few crossbows in the whole of West Asia and Europe at this time, and the ballistae of the Roman legions had long been lost, and the crossbows of West Asia were introduced from the Tang Dynasty, and the crossbows of West Asia prompted the emergence of European crossbows.
It's a real bit of a technical thing.
Until the time of the Mongol expedition to the west, the countries of West Asia were still amazed by the bull crossbows carried by the Mongols, and even recorded that the range of the artifact made by the Khitan craftsmen they said was up to one kilometer.
At this time, the big cannibal defense weapons are bows and arrows, a small number of crossbows, many trebuchets of different sizes, and throwing guns, but these things are all ineffective against Yang Feng, and the boulders of the trebuchets may be able to hurt him, but the trebuchet is not a tank gun, how to hit a target running at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour? And that's not a big goal! None of the other bows, arrows, crossbows, and spears could break his defenses, and in an exaggerated exclamation or exclamation, he rushed forward with the dust dragged up behind him in a torrential rain of stone-feathered arrows and spears, and in an instant he was in front of the gate of Kangju.
He was covered with stones, wood, and even hot oil and cans of kerosene.
However, in the midst of that panicked scream, he slammed into the doorway like a raging cheetah.
The next moment, his right hand was inserted into the city gate like tofu.
There was a scream behind the city gates.
Then countless knives and axes slashed at his outstretched hand one after another, but his right hand grabbed the deadbolt as if he didn't realize it, and then the bolt eroded like the sand of the torrent, and countless dream-like eyes broke off in the back, and then Yang Feng's hand was withdrawn, and in the blink of an eye, he inserted the city gate again and grabbed the second bolt at the same time, only half a minute later, all the bolts were broken, and he used all his strength to push open the city gate at the same time, and the two gates were pushed open with a roar under his terrifying power, and a group of defenders behind him were slapped away at the same time, The city also opened its doors to the Tang army, which was rapidly approaching outside the city.
The next moment, Yang Feng roared angrily.
The Mo knife in his hand was flat in the narrow doorway, like a crazy street sweeper, sweeping left and right frantically, the Mo knife instantly turned into a fan composed of silver arc light, in this terrifying fan, blood and broken flesh exploded like a torrent hitting the rocks.
Walking on the ground with dead bodies and blood, it took him less than ten seconds to rush out of the door.
At this time, the defenders on the city wall were still swarming.
The next moment, Yang Feng jumped up in place, appeared directly on the city wall, and then cut the iron cable on the suspension bridge, the heavy suspension bridge fell with a bang, and the armored cavalry who arrived just in time did not pause and rushed into the doorway on the drawbridge, stepping on the dead bodies and blood piled up in the doorway, relying on the powerful impact force and slammed into the chaotic enemy army, the war horse with iron armor galloping at a speed of nearly fifty kilometers per hour, like a monster, hit a piece of flesh and blood. Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng jumped inward, and the Mo knife in his hand cleared the last group of blocks for his subordinates, and then he didn't even ride a horse, and walked forward along the streets of the city while slashing wildly, and the cavalry torrent that entered the city behind him quickly diverged as quickly as last time, some of them rushed straight to the streets on both sides, and some of them followed him straight forward, and the silver steel torrent was stirring forward in Kangju City.
The defenders of the city tried to stop them in confusion.
But it doesn't make sense.
Unless they were able to hold off their forwards, any attack from the flanks would be crushed.
And their strikers are unstoppable.
Just when Yang Feng rushed forward with the armored cavalry in the city, the 10,000 Tucai cavalry led by Yang Xianzhong outside the city also bypassed Kangju City and rushed towards the south of the city at full speed.
The other two roads are split to two sides.
They will wait in these three directions for Yang Feng to open the door from inside the city.
Two thousand mounted cavalry galloped at full speed, and it took five minutes for all of them to storm into the city.
Behind them, Bai Xiaode led his subordinate Tang Army, roaring excitedly and following in.
For the first time, they knew that they could fight so heartily, and they had completely been brought into Yang Feng's rhythm, these Tang warriors whose actual combat effectiveness was not inferior to the Shattered Ye Army at all, began their killing with the same ferocity, especially Bai Xiaode's department also had two thousand heavy infantry, these Mo swordsmen, sword players, and spearmen who were also heavily armored immediately attacked the city walls on both sides after entering the city, and began to control both sides of the city gate. Bai Xiaode, who was carrying two short spears, was the first to rush to the city wall, which can be said to be the fierceness of the Anxi army second only to Yang Feng, which is also very exaggerated, the two short spears in his hands are beaten by pure iron, basically as two iron rods, and it is completely a fierce beast on the city wall, smashing the flesh and blood of cannibals.
And the fierceness of his Mo sword team is also on display on this city wall.
These burly men with cold forging armor with broken leaves all over their bodies, side by side on the city wall, slashed and pushed forward, the tired ones retreated, and the substitutes in the back, the entire Mo Dao team moved forward along the city wall, constantly pushing the enemy troops who were cut to pieces off the city wall.
They also make the Great Cannibals desperate.
The latter is powerless to resist such an enemy, on one side is chain mail, and most of them are single-layer chain mail, and on the other side is cold-forged Mingguang armor with an iron face even on the face, how can this be fought?
The big cannibal scimitar slashed at the Tang soldiers, basically a scratch, the solid armor and the cushion of the internal cotton lining, so that those Tang soldiers were uninjured at all, but the Tang Army's twenty-pound Mo knife was cut down, and the thin chain mail was almost the same as paper paste, without exception, it was cut in two, such a battle was completely unilateral.
After all, the infantry of the Song Dynasty had to use battle axes and knives to deal with this thing.
The scimitar is really not enough to see.
Not even a cutlass of Uzi steel.
At this time, Yang Feng had already arrived at the south gate.
"Kill, don't seal the knife for three days!"
He stood at the city gate, stepping on a pile of dead bodies of large food-eating soldiers, and shouted outside the city.
On the drawbridge that had just been lowered, Yang Xianzhong rushed into the city gate first, and behind Yang Xianzhong were a full 10,000 cavalry, the most loyal and cruel hungry wolves under Yang Feng, waving the knives in their hands while cheering for the words of their commander.
Their good days have come again.
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