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1.43 Great army besieged the city

Three days after Yan Rou set out, people and horses neighed on the grasslands of the dam. A large number of Xianbei racquets gathered from all directions to the Baihai coast from the west. There were tens of thousands of racquets in one day.

Three days later, 50,000 had been gathered. Lu Chong led the embroidered clothing officer to return safely. Liu Bei's hand-written brocade bag was handed over to Wei Xi. Wei Xi ordered people to go south to Pingbo Shui Village at night and hand it over to Cheng Pu. The two strategies were made one, and Liu Bei felt a little relieved.

Three more days later, there were tents everywhere, with no less than 100,000 elite cavalry. Judging from the banner, all three Xianbei people had arrived.

The scout reported every half day. Liu Bei was not surprised but happy.

The Xianbei mobilized the whole country to avenge Tan Shihuai's private grudges. What else did Liu Bei fear?

Although Baitan City cannot be said to be as solid as a god, how could it be easily succeeded with the simple siege equipment of Xianbei at this time?

A soldier is a general's courage, and a general is the soul of a soldier.

The commander of the army looked calm and behaved normally. He was all under his command, so how could he be afraid?

I saw five hundred Danyang Baili, chopping people like cutting melons. Only under the command of Xiwu Iron Cavalry and Khanlu King Wuyan, I realized that the young king's army was so strong! The saberata weighing twenty kilograms flew up and down in my hands. It was as if nothing was there. It was a piece of enamel armor and swords that were hard to hurt. It was covered with armor and lined up like a rock. Even the Xianbei King Cavalry could not break through.

Over the years, the good craftsmen in the army carefully polished it, repaired the razor blade gap, and replaced the damaged armor. A few of them were slightly injured and returned to the queue. The dragon and the tiger were fierce and sharpened their swords.

Ten days later, the Xianbei army set off the camp and rushed straight to Baitan City.

The scouts are useless. The sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky, and all the thorns and plants passed by were trampled. Birds and beasts ran away and escaped, just like signs of the end of the world.

A hundred thousand army threw whips and broke the flow, standing on Baitan City on the south bank of Gaoshishui, it was surrounded like an iron barrel in the blink of an eye. Looking around, they were all fur people and horses, without any inch of land. The fishy smell unique to the Hu people was extremely strong and disgusting. Ten thousand rovers were silent. The world was silent, and even the horses under them were breathing without sniffing.

The aura that soars into the sky is like dark clouds pressing against it. The heaven and earth change color.

In a moment, a golden throne lifted by dozens of people slowly walked out of the army of 100,000.

Then a horse rode his horse and rushed straight to the city. He waved his whip and shouted: "The Great Xianbei Shanyu asked the Han general to answer in front of the formation!"

The sound was particularly loud and buzzing.

Liu Bei grinned and said, "Open the city gate."

"Young Master!" Lu Chong was shocked.

"The dry bones in the tomb, the souls under the knife." Liu Bei smiled arrogantly: "Let's go and meet him!"

"Go too." Huang Zhong smiled.

Liu Bei smiled and nodded: "Let's go with the 1,000-banbanhuang yellow crossbowman." After thinking about it, he said: "Bring the Great Yan."

"Here!" Lu Chong went to invite the Xianbei Queen.

The suspension bridge slowly fell. A thousand yellow crossbow soldiers rushed out in sequence and lined up along the river bank. Liu Bei came out of the city under the protection of Huang Zhong, Lu Chong and embroidered officials.

Banling quickly spread a passage. Liu Bei and Huang Zhong rode out of the line and rushed to the Golden Throne, which was a thousand steps away.

When he got closer, Liu Bei finally confirmed that the Xianbei Grand Chanyu was the old plague slave that night.

"I haven't seen each other for ten days. Are the Great Shanyu safe?" Liu Bei said with regret and bowed with a smile.

"The young lord became famous at a young age, but I was careless." Compared to the old slave in black who endured humiliation that night, today's Tan Shihuai was the Xianbei Great Chanyu who had captured more than 1,400 miles from east to west and more than 7,000 miles from north to south, and covered mountains, rivers, waters, and salt ponds.

Liu Bei smiled and sighed: "Each one another."

Tan Shihuai looked at Liu Bei who was not yet crowned, and his worries flashed in his eyes. Regarding the young king Liu Bei, the Hu people in the north also knew about it. When they were young, they knew a piece of gold and knew people's hearts. Now that they had just grown up, they dared to personally bring an army to the frontier and almost cut themselves into the tent. Looking back now, they also felt cold in the back of their necks.

Both wise and brave, and extremely courageous. They are all said to be auspicious and auspicious, and the Han Qilin son. If this person is not eliminated, the Xianbei will never have a chance to stand out.

"I have heard many old stories about the young masters and lords for so many years. I admire them very much. I have such responsibility at such a young age. It is really a blessing for the Yan Han."

Liu Bei smiled casually: "Bei was young and frivolous, and did not know the heroes of the world. This time he went north with his family and military command, but he wanted to find a way out for the people of the border counties. However, the world did not fulfill his wishes and passed by the Great Shanyu. He was very sad."

Tan Shihuai also nodded: "Many years ago, the Emperor of Yan Han wanted to marry my husband to a king. He was also young at that time, just like a young lord. Now, if two families have married each other, it might be a way out."

Liu Bei understood it, so he waved gently. The yellow crossbow of the Banyan gave way out again. Lu Chong led a carriage and slowly came out of the formation.

When we got closer, the caravan opened a crack. The Xianbei Dasheng family was inside.

A soft color flashed in Tan Shihuai's eyes: "Xie Shaojun treats him kindly."

After only looking at Da Yan deeply, the warmth and tenderness suddenly disappeared: "As what Shao Jun saw, I had not had much time. I died under the sword of Shao Jun that day, without any regrets. Life is like this grassland, with spring flourishing and autumn yellow, the sun rises and the moon sets. I originally wanted to hand over this thousand-mile pasture to my descendants and pass on generations to generations. Unexpectedly, the only son was cut into two by Shao Jun's sword. I stitched one by one and one by one. I used my stitches and threads to stitch them together. I have no worries in this life. Now I am 100,000 riding a hundred thousand times, not to avenge my revenge. I only look for a way out for the shepherds under my seat."

After saying that, he ordered Jiannu to get up and work together to lift the throne back.

"Why didn't the Great Shanyu take the queen back?" Liu Bei asked in a voice.

Tan Shihuai, who had already turned around, shook his hand: "If you snatch it, I should take it back."

Liu Bei sighed: "The Great Shanyu is here, and he really is not seeking revenge."

No sound was heard back after the throne.

Liu Bei beat a horse back to the city. The yellow crossbowman retreated in one after another, and the suspension bridge rose.

Baitan City has only two gates in the north and south. It is adjacent to the Rushui tributary in the north and diverts water to protect the city on three sides. It has a front and back urn. There are corner towers at four corners and arrow towers at all. They are all built with rammed earth walls. Brick walls are built, battle sheds are set on the urn, shields are set on three sides, and cowhides are formed. The inner walls are reinforced by hard bricks. The Western Iron Cavalry and the Wuhuan Cavalry both abandoned their horses to climb the city and were ready for battle.

A hundred thousand army surrounded Bai Tancheng like an iron barrel, without leaking water.

When the throne returned to the formation, the Xianbei army immediately launched. Several arrows were pulled out from all directions and rushed straight to Baitan City.

But a thousand steps away, he suddenly turned around and circled the city, gathering into a rushing whirlpool, constantly approaching the city wall.

"Rise the red flag." Huang Zhong gave the order and the red flags on the top of the city rose.

Among the five-colored flags, the red flag is the main battle lathe crossbow flag.

Seeing the order flag raised high, the crossbowmen distributed all over the city walls immediately took their seats.

"Let it go!" The order flag was swung, and thousands of arrows were fired at once. The bed crossbows were fired at a time. The bed crossbows transformed by Lou Sang can be seven arrows at a time. More than a hundred bed crossbows can be fired at a time, and a volley can be fired at a time.

The arrow is as long as a spear, shooting thousands of steps from afar.

When the chest is pierced, the man and horse are nailed to the ground.

The crossbow driver struggled to rush the strings. The Xianbei Ranger had already entered eight hundred steps.

The yellow flag was raised, and more than a thousand yellow crossbowmen on the top of the city had already targeted the target.

"Let it go!" The yellow crossbowman waved his arrows and shot his two arrows. Another enemy was killed. The sound of winches came one after another. Ten breaths later (30 seconds), the yellow flag waved it again.
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