Outside Chang'an City, Wang Xingkong, the commander riding on a horse, looked at the towering and vague giant city with sighs. After only less than a year, he came back. However, before leaving, he heard the scene of Wang Chongyin, the oldest senior of the rebel army, in the army, and the instructions that seemed to be vivid.

"Do you really need to rescue the inner city?"

"Why don't you save me? This is what the king means..."

"Actually, it's just to do your best and leave your destiny."

"Do you think that just relying on these little people and grain equipment can change the situation in Chang'an? Or are those under Huang Wang's command now still having academic achievements?"

"You must know that there are many people inside and outside the Grand Governor's Office today. I hope that the new dynasty and the old dynasty's Western army in the pass will be better off, and the Shu army will be both injured?"

"But this is just a personal opinion after all, and there are so many things that are satisfactory in everything? What if something happens? Therefore, the king has his own considerations in the overall situation and a long-term calculation;"

"At least, the attitude of sending troops to rescue must be done. This is not only the righteousness of winning the hearts of the old people, but also the possibility of Chang'an being defeated prematurely and uncontrollable."

"At least, give those people in Chang'an City a hope, so that they won't give up casually. As long as Chang'an can resist it for a longer time, the situation that the governor's office will face after the beginning of spring will be clearer (easier)..."

"But what is the focus of our actions? The first thing is to ensure that the barriers on Lantianyu - Dachangguan are at the fortifications. If necessary, even Lantian County, which is isolated outside, can temporarily give up and withdraw from Guancheng; this is the bottom line for the future resumption of the pass."

"Secondly, it is to meet the kind people and relatives and entourages who are willing to withdraw from Chang'an, and they will temporarily avoid disasters and go south; and the food and machinery used before transportation are just means of cover-up."

"Then it is to wait for an opportunity to detect the enemy situation and the situation in Chang'an. Now that the situation is in danger, the city must be in chaos, and the loyal, treacherous, wise and foolish people are naturally clear... The Grand Chief's Office and the King are both lenient and willing to give others some chances, it depends on whether they know the numbers."

But no matter what, he had already taken this team that was urgently drawn from Shangluo Road and arrived safely at Chang'an City in the snow. Wang Xingkong could breathe a sigh of relief. He also understood the significance of the governor's appointment this time.

As the former Xiaowei of the Huang King, he participated in the Chang'an offensive and defensive war. He knew more people in the Xin Dynasty of Daqi. Once there was something, he could still get enough people. As for more things, he would not dare to think about it anymore.

The magnificent and tall Mingde Gate and the Zhuque Street facing Danfeng Gate - the five gate towers stand in front of them. The ochre-yellow flags still stood on the top of the city, but they were frozen in the cold air and could not float and shake in the wind.

Some fences and arrow sheds were vaguely piled up on the city walls, and the fires rippled in the dark sky, shining out the stones and rolling wood stacked behind the city walls, which seemed to have been specially arranged and repaired.

However, when this winding team approached the gate tower, there was no reaction on the top of the city. On the contrary, the outpost sent by Wang Xingkong found a large area of ​​snow traces and scattered corpses that had been trampled and frozen over and over again, which made him feel trembling and decisively ordered:

"Blow the trumpet, shrink the formation on the spot, and enter the second-level temporary formation state..."

With the sound of horns blowing in the shattered wind and snow, the team that originally meandered into a long dragon was like a giant snake suddenly in the sound of thunder in the wake of the insults, and in an instant they broke into many sections. Then the soldiers in the team surrounded the core of these disconnected nodes, and quickly lined up into small squares with incongruous materials and equipment.

Then, these small square arrays with swords and guns on the outside and firearms on the outside, accompanied by the sound of drums that were ringing, accompanied by and escorting the vehicles and livestock inside slowly; but from the trend to the south to the north, they contracted and moved closer to the direction down the city gate.

In a blink of an eye, several small square arrays were seen moving closer and converging into a medium square array; then, after the two closest medium square arrays closed again under the guidance of the flag, they became a larger defense array. However, at this time, sporadic yelling and horse sounds came from the sparse wind and snow in the distance, but the whistle cavalry squad roaming outside had already begun to contact and encounter enemies.

The several large defense arrays closest to the gatehouse have also stopped and started to work on the spot to set up defenses. With the shovels waving in the cold wind, large pieces of snow and soil underneath are rolled up together, and they are shot on the edge of the newly emerging trench. After only a dozen breaths, the wall blocks with half the height of the shallow trench have been roughly completed.

The next moment, bundles of barbed wires rolled on wooden stakes also fell down one after another in front of these low walls, forming several intermittent intercept lines that looked uneven but were staggered. Immediately afterwards, some large trucks that had been unloaded were pushed up from the inside out, leaning against the edges of the trenches and low walls, and then stretching the reinforced wall panels to the left and right, and suddenly formed a third line of defense and bunker.

At this time, the head of Wang Xingkong was also on the assembled special car, and a multi-arm signal rod representing the command of the Central Army was raised on the spot. The whistle cavalry teams that were receiving the enemy in the distance also retreated one after another, while a small number of the rear team arrays were still slowly moving towards the city gate.

However, the vaguely group of enemy cavalry following the roar had already arrived in the wind and snow. Seeing this scene, Wang Xingkong, who had already stood on the car, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The enemy who had never appeared and was not triggered is the greatest threat and psychological pressure.

On the contrary, after seeing the actual existence, the mental outlook of the entire army could be relaxed and calmed down. After all, the enemies that the Taiping Army had fought in the wars in recent years were all kinds of people; even the old soldiers who had fought in the fierce battles in the pass and the offensive and defense of Chang'an were defeated in the team.

However, the battlefield suddenly became widespread. In the direction of Qujiang Chiyuan, which extended out of the southeast corner of Chang'an City, a large number of attacking gongs, drums, horns and shouts of killing sounds suddenly sounded; it was an unknown soldier, who was attacking and killing under the city wall with the cover of the wind and snow, and rushed to the first infantry during the period, and was only a hundred steps away from the periphery of the Taiping Army that formed a formation on the spot.

"It turned out to be a strategy of fighting against the east and west with horse stance! Are there people who are good at planning and strategy among the enemy?"

Wang Xingkong couldn't help but sigh:

However, a captain standing beside Wang Xingkong couldn't help but curse:

"Damn it, are the defenders on the top of the city dead? This makes people touch the eyes, so I don't know if I'm going to call the warning!"

"Maybe it was to use the defenders on the city and count our army and the official dogs as one to guard against it..."

Another one will sigh:

"Don't be impatient and keep your situation steady."

Wang Xingkong ordered repeatedly:

"The command is not to move in the front of the front, which has already launched a confrontation, and release the baggage and set up defenses on the spot before the rear formation."

"The artillery team in the array was unfolded and bombarded the distant horses in advance..."

Just as they spoke, the enemy attacking from the southeast wall rushed to the range of the crossbow and raked a series of uneven arrows. However, because the string arms freeze and shrink in the cold winter weather, the rain of arrows with a large range shortened mostly shot into the snow.

Only a little wind fell on the side and back horizontal formation of the Taiping Army, but those who were not strong enough were blocked by the raised hand cards or steel armor under the thick coats and the round iron edges on the hats and helmets, jumping away one after another. They stood solemnly and unmoved, as if they were sculptures filled with snowflakes.

It was not until the brigade of enemy troops approached within 30 or 40 steps that it suddenly moved in the bloom of fireworks as dense as fried beans. From the height above the city, you can clearly see it. It was like an invisible wind blowing across the plain white snow, overturning the enemy soldiers who rushed to the front one after another, rolling onto the snow, dyeing the bright red color...

However, more enemy soldiers who emerged with snowflakes stepped on the bodies of their comrades and the bodies of the wounded, and rushed forward without hesitation. Within just a few breaths, they hit the outermost periphery of the Taiping Heng team; but they fell over, tripped on the ground, rolled into the trench, fell on the wall, and were stabbed to death by the spear protruding from the queue a few steps away, and assassinated on the spot...

At this time, the multiple firearms loaded in the rear row were also handed over to the first three rows, and then they became attached to the shoulders and armpits. Between squatting, there were dense fireworks fired in three rows; it was like a tide of artificially creating a rain of lead-screen bullets, and the white soldiers who were squatting down with swords and spears heard the sound were given out and the upper body shooting boundary was cleared...

After a while, these enemy forces that were scattered through the snow were like waves slapped on the reefs, and were stacked up one after another, but were stabbed by the approaching shooting and interlaced swords and spears, almost shattered towards the head. In the end, under the reaction of some invisible force from the inside out, they were stirred up and rebounded and scattered and dispersed.

The enemy cavalry running around in the distance, finally gave up watching and wandering, and rushed forward one after another; then they were greeted by exploding one after another in the snow, splashing snow and turning out of the soil, as well as the cavalry bodies that suddenly burst out in the horses, or the wreckage that had become fragmented with people and horses...

When the enemy infantry and cavalry that were fighting these things had already declined one after another, the gate of Chang'an City was finally opened from the inside out, and a neatly dressed horse rushed out, pretending to join the sequence of chasing the remaining infantrymen.

However, the next moment, Wang Xingkong was covered in cold and fierce expressions, rushed into Mingde Gate with a group of angry generals, and rushed to the city where the gatehouse was located without stopping, and shouted loudly at the panic-looking defenders:
Chapter completed!