Chapter 147: Attacking Ganzhou

The vast army lined up in front of the city. All the soldiers were silent, and their serious murderous intent faintly emitted, covering the Uighurs' city.

In front of the army with distinctive armor, the prince of the Western King, with a tall and thin figure and deep eye sockets, stood proudly. His cold face came to the ancient Jing Wubo, raised his whip, pointed at the city from afar, and issued an order to attack the city.

The huge army rushed forward, and all the siege equipment and equipment that had been prepared were taken out by them and slowly approached Ganzhou City.

The rumbling sound of wheels sounded, and the queues spread out to both sides. Dozens of catapults appeared from the army, moving forward with the push of a large number of Dangxiang soldiers.

Luo Dacheng looked at the catapult cars from afar, his heart was shocked.

Equipment like catapults was generally used by the Han people, and the Liao people also used it. Now the Dangxiang people in the Western Regions have also begun to use this kind of siege equipment, showing the Li family's attention to tactics. The powerful Dangxiang army under the leadership of heroes like Li Yuanhao will eventually sweep across the Western Regions and completely eliminate all forces that resist the Li family.

The catapult began to vibrate, making a huge roar. The heavy and huge stones were thrown high. In the terrifying whistling sound, they flew far away in the air and fell heavily onto the top of the city.

The Uighur soldiers with high nose and curly hair had no time to dodge, and immediately several soldiers were hit by huge rocks. Amid the loud bang, mixed with harsh screams, blood seeped out from under the huge rocks, dyeing the city red.

In accordance with inertia, the huge rock rolled forward, fell from the city wall, and hit the heads of the soldiers in the city, smashing the Uighur soldiers under the city to their brains and broken bones.

More trenchers were also roaring, throwing huge stones far away to Ganzhou City. Uighur soldiers ran and avoided, but many people could not escape the terrifying crisis that came from the air. They were smashed heavily below, their flesh and blood scattered under the stone.

Under the loud command of the Uighur officer, the soldiers looked for places to hide. Some retreated into the city tower, and some squatted under the battlements of the city wall, using the city wall to resist the huge rocks falling on their heads.

The huge rocks crossed the moat and hit the suspension bridge and the city gate. Under the heavy bombardment, cracks began to appear on the suspension bridge that was pulled high by the hinge, but the city gate remained unmoved. Such a heavy gate was difficult to destroy by a catapult cart.

After throwing hundreds of stones, the drums in the Dangxiang army beat, and the rumbling drums seemed to hit the hearts of the soldiers on both sides, making their blood ignited.

The huge army, under the command of officer Dangxiang, began to move forward quickly. The soldiers shouted loudly and ran towards Ganzhou City.

When they entered the range of the bow and arrow, the Uighur soldiers on the top of the city began to roar and shoot arrows, covering them.

The Dangxiang soldier running in the front held high a huge and heavy wooden shield to resist the rainy arrows for his companions behind him. The sharp arrows shot from afar, shooting sharply on the surface of the wooden shield, making a loud sound, and penetrated deeply into the shield surface. Some sharp arrows shot from strong bows almost shot through the wooden shield.

The soldiers of all races behind the wooden shield, driven by officers, rushed forward with heavy sandbags on their backs. From time to time, someone was dropped from his head by sharp arrows, shot through his shoulders and bodies, and fell to the ground with screams. The soldiers behind them still rushed forward, bypassing his side, or simply stepped on his body. No one could remember to pull him.

On this cruel battlefield, a little pity can only make you fall into death. The men of all races who were captured to serve in the army ran hard, allowing sharp arrows to shoot through the sandbags, and still strides towards the city ahead.

The arrows fell like rain, and a large number of arrows fell among the Dangxiang army, shooting the running soldiers to the ground. However, the remaining soldiers were still under the protection of wooden shields, running forward desperately, all the way to the moat, throwing the sandbags on their bodies into the moat, and then turning around and running backwards.

During the escape, the sharp arrows on their heads continued to fall mercilessly, shooting a large number of soldiers from behind to the ground, while more Dangxiang soldiers were still striding forward, carrying sandbags and throwing them into the moat.

In the vast oasis of sand sea, the shouts of killing were shaking the earth. The soldiers of the Dangxiang army shouted loudly, using roars to boost their courage, rushed to the Ganzhou City ahead, and filled the moat with the sandbags they carried. The rain of arrows shot down from their heads, shooting a large number of soldiers to the ground, and their bodies were firmly nailed to the ground by arrows. The blood instantly dyed the sand and soil red, and displayed under the strong city of the Western Regions.

This scene is magnificent. Luo Dacheng stood in the cavalry formation in the sequel of the cavalry. Looking at this scene, his eyes were blank and silent.

A general's success was undone, which was about today's scene. Li Yuanhao wanted to capture Ganzhou City, and I don't know how many soldiers' bodies were needed to pave the way for his progress. If he wanted to sweep the Western Regions, he would only kill more soldiers of all races. And if he wanted to fight for the grassland, conquer the Liao territory, and kill the Shubu people and the Khitans, there would be no fewer.

As a cavalry, he did not have to participate in the battle in the siege. Beside him, other Dangxiang cavalry were also silently watching the battle ahead, and endless blood had dyed their eyes red.

Under the city of Ganzhou, the impact of the Dangxiang army was still ongoing endlessly. A large number of sandbags were thrown into the water, slashing large splashes of water, sinking to the bottom of the river, gradually piled up, almost cutting off the moat.

When the large tract of land outside the moat was covered with corpses of Dangxiang military soldiers, the water flow that was originally slowly flowed was completely blocked by the sandbags buried in the moat. The Dangxiang soldiers behind them still ran over with great strides, throwing the sandbags into the moat in the rain of arrows, and extending the river area occupied by the sandbags to both sides.

The rain of arrows ruthlessly shot down from his head. Many soldiers who had just thrown out the sandbags were shot through the body by the rain of arrows and fell into the moat with a bang. The body aroused a large splash of water, and then was hit by the sandbags thrown by the companions behind him, falling into the water. Together with a large number of sandbags, they became objects that block the river channel.

Amid the scattering shouts and killing, the moat that guarded Ganzhou City was already stained with blood. The red mixed in the river was still spreading along the river to both sides, as if it was to surround the entire Ganzhou City with this shrill red color.

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In front of Ganzhou City, corpses accumulate like mountains.

The large moat in front of the city gate was already filled with sandbags and corpses. The river water flooded the shore, soaking the bodies of Li Jun soldiers on the river bank in the water.

In front of the city, the soldiers of the Dangxiang Army were busy resting, burying the pot and making rice, and preparing to rush forward after eating.

Since the moat has been filled, it is not too difficult to join forces, cross the moat and attack the city walls by landing a ladder. Even if many soldiers will die in the siege, it is just a loss that should be found in the war, and it is nothing to the main general who is accustomed to using human lives to win.

On the other hand, the Uighur soldiers all looked solemn, glaring at the Dangxiang Army under the city, and were already secretly gathering their strength to fight with them when the enemy attacked the city.

The Uighur people in the city have organized and cooked food to the top of the city so that the soldiers can eat hot meals, have the strength to fight against the enemy, and protect the people in the city from looting and massacre.

Suddenly, a shrill sound of trumpet sounded from a distance and reached the ears of the soldiers of the two armies above and below the city.

Immediately afterwards, the earth began to shake violently, as if an army was moving quickly toward this side.

In the distance, several Dangxiang messengers rushed towards the center of the Dangxiang Army, rushed to Li Yuanhao, jumped off his horse, fell to the ground, and reported loudly to the military situation.

Luo Dacheng stood here. Looking from a distance, Li Yuanhao's face was as deep as water, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He lifted his sword and stepped onto a tall horse. He raised his sword and shouted loudly, ordering his subordinates to immediately prepare for war.

Although this battle was a surprise attack, the Uighur King had no time to transfer his troops to defend the capital of Ganzhou. But this does not mean that no reinforcements came. At this moment, reinforcements came!

In the distance, dust was flying, and a cavalry unit appeared on the flank of the Dangxiang army and rushed towards it.

The soldiers riding on the horse all had high noses and curly hair. Judging from their appearance alone, they were pure Uighurs. Everyone had a fierce murderous aura on their faces, holding up a sharp scimitar, galloping towards the horses here, and the horse's hooves flew around, stirring up a large area of ​​dust, wrapping the entire army, and dust and smoke rolled upwards here.

Before Zhao Hu could eat, he had already pulled his war horse, jumped onto the horse's back, pulled out his war knife and shouted: "Brothers, get on the horse soon, the Uighurs are attacking!"

All his subordinates rushed over and pulled out their swords and guns to fight against the enemy. Although they were still hungry, they didn't care about that much.

Luo Dacheng was also among them, rolled over and rode on the horse, stood beside Zhao Hu, and pulled out his steel knife and guarded him like them to prevent the Uighurs from attacking.

At this time, the Uighurs on the top of the city looked at the reinforcements coming in the distance, burst out with excited cheers, waved the swords and guns in their hands, and shouted happily, celebrating that the army of the king had finally arrived.

The noose of the suspension bridge was creaking down, and the heavy suspension bridge roared and landed on the filled moat.
Chapter completed!