Chapter 1407: Both East and West are at war

"Swish swish——"

Countless short arrows flew out of the dimly lit city wall. The short arrows seemed to have no accuracy, and no matter how accurate they were, if they were fired at places with dense crowds, they would always gain something.

Soon, the team encountered an obstacle at the optimal firing range of the God's Arm Crossbow, one hundred and fifty steps away.

Layers of barbed wire, the lowest being no more than a calf, and being as high as a person's head, were scattered and scattered there to trap the Tibetan army and trap them to death.

The layout of the barbed wire fence also had a huge trap, forming a concave shape towards the city gate, which made the Tibetan army unable to pass through unconsciously gather towards the east front of the city.

The crowd became denser and denser, and what greeted them was an endless rain of crossbow arrows.

The Tibetan troops at the top of the city gradually became more proficient. They were divided into three rows to guard the city. One row was sitting, one row was squatting, and one row was standing. Under the simple orders of the new army commander, they carried out mobilization operations again and again.

shoot.

The crossbows of the Song Dynasty are really good things. Compared with the crossbows of the Xia people, they have a wooden shoulder butt, the trigger is easier and more flexible, the force is powerful, and it also has a simple aiming ring.

The simple but powerful orders of the commanders also made them feel reassured. When they saw their former comrades trapped in the barbed wire fence and trudging under the city, they shot them without mercy.

Today's Tibetan people do not have the concept of a nation. They only know that the cruelty of the eldest prince's blind conquests could stop children from crying at night in the Qing and Tang Dynasties. They often used human skin to cover drums, leg bones to make flutes, and skulls to make wine glasses.

There are countless other bizarre and bizarre punishments.

Thinking of this, the defenders of the city became even more agile.

The commanders of the new army were still firing while giving orders, and their main aim was battlefield command.

Finally, a group of Tibetan people stepped on the bodies of their companions hanging on the barbed wire and rushed to the bottom of the city. They heard several shouts of "Grenade!"

Almost all were air bombs, sweeping this small group of "lucky ones" down under the city walls.

The sound of fierce fighting in the east of the city was clearly transmitted to the Chinese army's tent. Jie Yaomi, Lu Zun, and Peng Sun looked at each other. However, Li Chunyuan, who was in charge of the command, had free time to draw on the city defense map.

The kerosene blowtorch in the big tent was roaring with flames. The platinum wire gave off a dazzling light, illuminating the big tent with an unusual light.

Bai Quer ran in dragging the magic gun? He was still holding a helmet in his other hand, white steam rising from his head: "Xiangwei? That's almost it!"

Li Chunyuan threw the pencil on the map: "Put on your helmet? This is war time."

Bai Quer put the helmet on his head and stood at attention: "Yes!"

Li Chunyuan nodded: "Then light the fire!"

Bai Qu stood at attention again: "Yes!"

Soon, a fire lit up in the east city, and the shouts shook the sky.

Qingyi Jie Guizhang was hiding in a forest. Seeing this scene, he finally issued a military order: "All troops attack!"

Blind Zheng picked up the battle ax and said, "Commander, are you bothered to sit here? I'll go to the meeting to find out the secret of the medicine!"

Qingyi Jie Guizhang nodded: "The eldest prince, be careful."

Blind Zheng nodded, and then rushed out of the woods first: "You guys, follow me and kill -"

The Tibetan people also raised their weapons and rushed out of the woods: "Kill——"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

With the fire and roar of several landmine explosions in the west of the city, the flares rose again, and dense crowds of Tibetan people also appeared on the plains west of Lezhi.

Under the white light, 30,000 Tibetan troops were divided into three teams by Qingyi Jieguizhang and Xiazheng, and rushed towards the city like waves.

Although the east side was turned into a mess, Qingyi Jie Guizhang and Xiang Zheng stood still and waited for an hour. Until the east side of the city burst into flames, and after the shouts shook the sky, they estimated that Narwen was in the east side.

The city had already been broken, and only then did the soldiers press forward.

The west of the city is the main direction of attack, so Li Chunyuan placed many more mines here than in the east.

However, in the dark night, the tragic scene of the explosion was not so shocking. The Tibetan people themselves did not know how much damage they suffered in the thunder formation, and they continued to rush towards the city head one after another.

The attack power here is three times that of Dongcheng, but the mines, ambush cannons, and barbed wire deployed here by Li Chunyuan are far more dense than three times.

After the fighting broke out in the east of the city, Li Chunyuan finally stood up, put on his helmet, and saluted Jie Yaomi and others: "Command, team training, I'm going to take the reserve team to the city."

Jia Xu nodded: "Do you need us?"

Li Chunyuan said: "Please also sit in the Chinese army's tent. Don't worry, as long as we have one person to command, the enemy will not be able to enter the city."

Peng Sun was a little timid and couldn't help blurting out: "When will the Taiwei come?"

The corner of Li Chunyuan's mouth moved slightly, but he finally did not answer directly: "We will leave the city at dawn."

When Li Chunyuan walked out, Peng Sun pulled Jia Xu: "Old Jia, what do you mean?"

Jia Xu smiled and said: "I don't know either, I'm probably... pretty sure."

Peng Sun was angry: "It's already this time, can't you give me an accurate answer?!"

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Chengxi's offense is crazy, but the defense is equally crazy.

The Tibetan people in the darkness had failed in their command, and they only had the final military order in their minds - to enter the city.

After paying a heavy price, they basically filled a section of the road with corpses before finally approaching within a hundred steps of Lezhi City.

The gunshots from the magic guns on the city head immediately became intensive.

Even two layers of war armor could not block the fire of the divine machine guns. Countless heroic Tibetan troops were blocked in the gap in the barbed wire fence.

When the number of soldiers there reaches a certain density, the ambushes shells falling from the sky will fall into the crowd and scatter them again.

More than 40 new troops, with more than 80 Tibetan soldiers helping to load ammunition, created a dense cross-fire net.

The besiegers also started shooting, but unfortunately they had too few bows and arrows, and their range was only seventy paces.

However, they were very brave and braved crossbow bolts and bullets as they rushed into the wilderness to the west of the city and blindly fired towards the dark city head.

Of course, these people were the focus of attention and were quickly knocked to the ground.

When Li Chunyuan took the last thousand people to the west of the city, he saw Ma Xing and Bai Quer here. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Why aren't you in the east of the city?!"

Bai Qu lay behind the sandbags and kept shooting: "Report to the capital guard! The Narwen tribe in the east of the city has been disabled by us! Gao Xiewei asked us to come over to help, he has enough troops there!"

Li Chunyuan recalled what was mentioned in the military academy's tutorials. Except for the extremely powerful troops, if the army is reduced by 30%, it will basically be defeated and unable to fight again.

Night battles have always been a weakness of the Tibetan people. The battle in the east of the city has been going on for almost an hour and a half now. I guess what Bai Li said is the truth.

Not to mention Dongcheng, even here, the enemy's attack power began to weaken. A group of about a hundred Tibetan soldiers rushed out of the gap, and in the blink of an eye they were knocked down by dozens of magical muskets.

"Bang bang bang——"

Three more flares rose into the air. Li Chunyuan took the time to scan the battlefield and pointed to a woods two miles away: "White Oak, is there a target area marked in the woods over there?"

"Yes!" Bai Qu nodded, with all the gun positions in his mind: "That's target area No. 4!"

At this moment, on the distant mountains, a few sparks flew into the sky and a few small fireworks exploded.

Li Chunyuan no longer hesitated: "Then you go to the east city and let Gao Le launch the artillery. First, take out target area No. 4 for me, and then cover the west of the city as planned!"

"Zhao Zhe, go launch the signal flare, the army is here!"

"yes!"

On the top of the city, a sharp metal whistle sounded, and the commanders of the new army began to greet their Fan people: "Quick, quick, quick! Everyone get down to the city! Go to the base of the city wall!"

Many Tibetan soldiers were full of admiration and love for these new army soldiers who were not afraid of death and killed many people. A small Tibetan soldier who reloaded Huang Hu shouted: "Officials of the Song Dynasty, what should you do?

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Huang Hu scolded: "All the high-ranking officials have to go down and change their weapons to prepare. We are going out of the city to kill the enemy!"

Du Gu cried and hugged Huang Hu's thigh: "No, there are so many people down there, I don't want you to die!"

"What a fool you are..." Huang Hu couldn't help laughing or crying, but now was not the time to talk too much, so he had to pull him to lie on the sandbag together, take off the helmet and put it on him: "Lower your head, there will be a lot of noise soon!"

Three hundred steps east of the city, Narwin hid behind a big tree, looking desperately at the low Lezhi City.

This night's attack completely refreshed his impression of war.
Chapter completed!