Return the Sword

Wei Wan's right hand was always hidden in the sleeve, and her knuckles twitched from time to time, but her clenched palm kept opening and clenching. She didn't know what to do to relieve the panic in her heart. .

Under the city, swords clashed, flesh and blood splattered. After all, the Wuwei army was not an imperial army, but just a private army of the county governors in the city to show their sincerity to the guards. Although the equipment was neat, it was true that they were not good at training.There were 4000 people in total, but because of Wei Wan's signal, the east gate of Dunhuang City was indeed on the verge of being breached.The defenders of the city retreated temporarily and only waved their banners, the Yuezhi people below the city couldn't see clearly, and whoever went back to carefully look at the corpses that fell from the tower from time to time, whether it belonged to the Yuezhi people or the Han people.The voice was loud, but it was quite powerful.

It has been a day and a half since the "Wuwei Army" attacked the city.

Finally, King Yueshi clasped his palms together and faced her: "Unexpectedly, the 4000 people in the imperial court are not much better than the 6000 people in my Prairie Erlang."

"It's King Yueshi's plan that's right, and we'll be the vanguard, so we don't have to worry about the future." Wei Wan obviously watched them die, but what Wei Wan said was Yueshi's kindness.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, King Yuezhi was still riding on the horse, but with the horse's belly between his legs, it was enough to show that he was in a happy mood: "It's a pity that there are still a few people here."

"The garrison in Wuwei is only [-], and there are still people to defend the city."

"Oh?" King Yueshi's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he didn't know what other thoughts were taking shape in his mind.

With the "Wuwei Army" leading by example, the six tribes of the Yuezhi also believed in their horses, and just went forward to attack the city.

I don't know how many Yue clan cavalry soldiers were restrained by Shen Mu's light cavalry wandering around, nor how many horse and horse corpses piled up around his body with a sword serving as a horse-slaying sword.Seeing that the broken city was in sight, the Yuezhi people were all excited. The lives and deaths of their comrades were nothing in their eyes. He just stood there for a while, but what that behavior can bring to the Yuezhi people is undoubtedly the dawn of victory.

It has been nearly half a month since the siege of Dunhuang. Originally, they wanted to support the war with war, but long before they besieged the city, the looting team was all wiped out. Later, they suffered a big loss under Shen Mu and Shi Jian. What a good attitude, I only hope that their king can withdraw his troops as soon as possible.

Otherwise, before the people inside are short of food, they themselves will starve to death here.How could there be such a good thing.It's really a long drought and rain, but I can think of other things.

But the person pulling up the flag was like a signal, igniting the momentum of the Dunhuang defenders at once.

Pieces of scales reflected the sunlight, and the movements were neat, throwing a rope down the city, and before those Yuezhi people could react, someone in the "Wuwei Army" who attacked the city was wearing flames, screaming loudly. Lung pushed aside the soldiers behind and jumped into the moat in one go.

Under the intentional manipulation of the soldiers, the crockpot filled with kerosene was specially projected towards crowded places. One cut the rope, the other lit the tail, and was ejected from the wooden ballista. The crockpot exploded in the air. The splashing kerosene is like sparks starting a prairie fire. If it is still a night scene, it is really as beautiful as fire trees and silver flowers. When the kerosene falls to the ground, even if the soldiers roll around on the spot, it will last for a long time, which is really useful.

"Hey, what's going on here?" King Yueshi looked at the soldiers who kept running back to avoid those earthen jars, and suddenly couldn't digest the fact that the victory was in sight but fleeting. He looked at Wei Wan for a while.