The war in Lingju is burning.

On the battlefield dozens of miles wide, Qiang people were surrounded by, crowded together, and struggling forward desperately.

"Rattle...beat Lingju, eat sheep and kill cows..."

"Kill the Han people..."

Countless people roared and roared, following the team forward.

They are like a swath of insects in later science fiction movies, one after another, and they don’t understand what fear is?

Because, for the Qiang people, life and death are like disillusionment.

The harsh environment of the West Sea Plateau has long numbed them with death.

On the contrary, there may be some hope now.

As long as you rush through the Lingjusai in front, the vast, rich and warm Hexi Plain behind it will become their hunting ground.

On the top of the city, thousands of crossbowmen were already ready.

With the commander's order, the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky.

Then, the crossbows and bed crossbows installed on the top of the city also showed their power one after another.

Huge heavy crossbow arrows are constantly being fired.

Especially the bed crossbow, each cost more than 3,000 yuan!

But its lethality is also amazing.

Every hit is equivalent to a massacre.

The powerful heavy crossbow effortlessly penetrates the bodies of several or even dozens of Qiang people, and the huge kinetic energy can even directly overturn the people and horses.

However, there are too many Qiang people.

Soon, they braved the rain of arrows from the Han army and rushed under the city wall of Lingju.

Countless people cheered, throwing their hooks woven with rattans to the top of the city, or lifting ladders to the walls.

They climbed up like ants, madly.

Under the city wall, more people took their weapons and tools that could be used, and tried their best to dig the foundation of the city wall.

The Han army guarding the city immediately reacted.

The crossbowman aimed his firepower under the city wall and kept killing the enemy, while the others poured down the golden soup pot that had been boiled and had an astonishing stench from the top of the city.

The soup that had been boiling for a long time was poured down.

Countless Qiang people who were climbing immediately fell down with a terrifying roar, like dumplings falling.

This soup is not only hot, but also because it is mixed with a lot of feces. In this era, it is an absolute biological and chemical weapon.

Anyone who is soaked on the skin may die!

Therefore, even many Qiang people under the city walls were poured into the aftermath of the soup.

He immediately howled and rolled on the ground.

At the same time, countless rolling stones and woods on the top of the city began to be held down by people.

Fan Mingyou stood in a corner of the city and watched all this, his face turned red with anger.

"General Zhao! Isn't your cavalry attacking yet?" He stared at Zhao Xindi.

It is now the third day after the Qiang people attacked the city.

In the past three days, the Yuezhi people and the Qiang people took turns to attack the city.

The Han army defending the city tried their best to defend and prevent the enemy's attack.

Almost everyone was injured and exhausted by the two thousand soldiers of the Qiang Captain and the five thousand militia temporarily recruited.

However, Zhao Xindi and his reinforcements were still holding on and watching coldly.

"Person Fan, I have said a long time ago that our army will not attack without the orders of General Ershi!" Zhao Xindi shook his head with a cold face and said, "The military order is like a mountain, please calm down!"

Fan Mingyou listened, his lungs were so angry that he was about to explode!

He pointed outside the city and shouted loudly: "General Zhao! Please open your eyes and take a closer look!"

Zhao Xindi looked outside the city and said without changing his expression: "I saw it..."

"Aren't the Qiang people tempting to penetrate north from Jianhe?"

Looking out from the city, the line of sight extends towards both banks of Jianhe River.

Countless Qiang people were riding their sheepskin rafts, intending to cross the river and bypass Lingjusai, and penetrate from the Jian River into Hexi Nei County.

When there are many, there may be more than a thousand, and there are few hundred people.

It seems that the Qiang people are planning to use their offense to cover the infiltration of these people northwards, and even bypass the Lingju defense line.

but……

This is irrelevant in Zhao Xindi's eyes.

because……

He sneered and said, "If Lingju is such a place that is easy to bypass, why did Mr. Xu and Mr. Li build a subway here?"

"The lieutenant has lived in Lingju for a long time. How can he not know the geography of Lingju?"

"I guard the post road alone, facing the river and the mountains. Even though there are tens of millions of enemies, I cannot take a step forward!"

The place where you live is indeed an excellent node!

There is a river in front of it, with a mountain back on it, and there is only one road that extends from Lingju to Jiuquan County.

And this road is where the Han family's side wall extends.

As for other places?

If the Qiang people could cross a mountain composed of snow-capped mountains, they would not have been imprisoned on the West Sea Plateau for so many years.

It is precisely because of this that Guangluxun Xu Ziwei and General Li Xi retreated from the Yellow River to the Han family's Hexi Fortress here.

Therefore, Zhao Xindi really didn't worry at all.

Fan Mingyou was angry and could only grit his teeth and said, "I will report to the emperor for the general's actions!"

"Please..." Zhao Xindi smiled coldly and pouted his lips indifferently.

After being a general in the Han family for more than ten years, Zhao Xindi had already understood a truth that the winner will never be criticized!

As long as you can win, no matter what you do, you will be forgiven and even praised.

On the contrary, the more you do, the more you make mistakes!

………………………………

When the war in Lingju was burning, Li Ling was doing the final preparations under the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

He personally brought people to the Jingshi Water located on the west side of Luntai to investigate the terrain and explore the virtual and real situation of Luntai.

After careful investigation, Li Ling felt a little relieved.

"Although Luntai City is a strong city in the Western Regions, it is still far inferior to China's famous city and city..." He looked at the outline of Luntai and thought in his heart.

Luntai City is less than three feet high and has a circumference of only ten miles, and the thickness of the city wall may be only three or five feet.

If you don’t compete with such heroic cities as Chang'an, Jinyang, and Taiyuan, I’m afraid the walls and defenses of Chengji County, my hometown are better than it!

Of course, in this Western Region, Luntai is already a first-class big city!

The defenders alone had more than 10,000, which exceeded the total population of many Western Region countries.

There are also stretching corn fields outside the city, with a depth of dozens of miles.

The city wall has a moat and a large number of guardian equipment.

Judging from the observations of spies, there may also be heavy weapons such as bed crossbows and chariot crossbows.

Therefore, if you want to take over this city, there will probably be no fewer people who die.

but……

For the Huns, this doesn't matter.

Because all those who take the lead and act as cannon fodder are the troops of the vassal state.

No matter how many of these people die, the Huns will not feel distressed!

"Tomorrow is dawn, let Kucha and Jingjue Commander tentatively attack and see Luntai's defense..." Li Ling rode his horse and ordered his personal soldiers: "Let Wei Li and Yan She be on standby again. If possible, fight for two or three days to smash the Luntai wall!"

There is not much time left for the Huns.

At most, there will be seven or eight days left. After this window, reinforcements from the Han Dynasty may arrive in large numbers.

As a former general of the Han Dynasty, Li Ling knew very well that he would fight the Han army within a thousand miles of the border wall. Even if he won, he would be seriously injured and vomited blood.

What's more, the target that the wise men feared was never to defeat the main force of the Han army, but to take down the Luntai, at least symbolically.
To be continued...