The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Li Jinquan stood calmly on the East City Tower, enjoying the fires that were still burning in the distance and the Tang army camps full of ashes. When his heart was surging, he began to greet the generals beside him and chatted and laughed.

At some point, the sound of thunder gradually floated from the city, until the sound of killing and the sound of galloping horses became more and more intense in his ears, Li Jinquan immediately woke up and hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Where is the fight?"

"Master!Master!" A deputy general with broken arms caught his broken arm just arrived and fell off his horse. In the horrified eyes of everyone, he ran and climbed up the city tower with difficulty. The blood flowing down along the bluestone stairs, spreading horrifyingly.

Li Jinquan recognized this familiar face at a glance, and his heart suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and he shouted anxiously: "Why are you here? But something happened to the camp in the south of the city?"

"Great, Grandmaster!" The deputy general seemed to have a very difficult time speaking. At this time, his face was pale and he squeezed out a sound: "The Baoxin Army has rebelled! The Tang army has entered the city from the south gate, and the camp in the south of the city has been broken... The Tang army will immediately reach the east gate..."

With a "bang", Li Jinquan retreated in panic and crashed directly into the stone pillar behind him. The sword on his waist fell instantly.

"Li Song! The thief is hateful!" Li Jinquan spat viciously, then grabbed the seriously injured deputy general and roared: "Who into your mother, there are 15,000 elite soldiers in the south camp of the city! How can the Tang army easily break through? How did you defend it? Ah?"

"Fire, fire...Li Song arranged tincture oil in advance in the camp..." Before he finished speaking, the deputy general who had been disabled had fainted.

At this time, the soldiers around them suddenly flashed, and then they turned to face their coach.

"Li Yuan! Liu Renzhan! Li Song! OK..." Thinking of the Guards Army in the south camp of the city, the trump card on which he relied for survival was being swallowed by the fire, Li Jin was completely desperate and glanced at the same violent fire outside the city. He suddenly laughed a few times with self-deprecating laughter, then pointed at the sky angrily and shouted wildly.

"God of the Thief! God of the Thief!"

Then Li Jinquan put a few kicks at the deputy general, then picked up the sword on the ground, raised his hand and roared: "My sons, kill the city tower! Kill all Tang Gou!"

"Kill all Tang Gou!" The generals drew out their long swords and rushed down the city with great momentum surrounded by the soldiers.

I missed a person, and was silently hiding in the corner at this time, and somehow I was sweating profusely.

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At this time, Li Yuan was leading the cavalry toward the East City Gate on the Central Street of Shouzhou.

Almost one-sided massacres along the way. Since the fire broke out in the camp south of the city, countless rebel soldiers were buried in the sea of ​​fire in their sleep. However, those who escaped in a panic had not yet had time to put out the fire on their bodies. As soon as they arrived at the intersection of the street, they were hunted by Tang army infantry.

Accompanied by the sound of "ding-ding-dang" weapons collisions, most rebels were slaughtered without having time to wail and beg for mercy. The cut-off flesh and blood limbs were thrown everywhere, and the burnt and fishy smell was suffocating.

The Tang cavalry was not far behind, and they were trampling on all parts of the city at this time.

The light cavalry roared past, and the soldiers raised the spears in their hands on the right side without any movement. The sharp gun blades swept up blood mist just by the charge of the war horses.

There were also several rebel soldiers who were inserted into the chest with long spears, holding the Tang army's gun bars in their hands, and galloping rapidly with the war horses. These stubborn enemies were often dragged halfway, and they were already bloody and bloodless, without any sound.

The rebels' defeat was caught off guard and it was hard to deal with it any further.

Soon, the cavalry of Li Yuan's troops arrived at the East City Gate, which was illuminated by torches around. In front, Lin Sichang was leading nearly 7,000 people from the right wing of the Qinghuai Army, violently storming the city tower, and arrows from both sides flew around in the sky.

Unlike the previous one-sided massacre in the city, the rebels here seemed to have particularly tenacious combat power. Although the situation was hopeless, these rebel soldiers were not afraid of the Tang army several times their own. In the doorway, there was already a fierce hand-to-hand combat on the stairs. They fell one by one and one by one. The Tang soldiers who followed suit still charged forward along the bloody road.

Soon, many corpses were stacked on each other, like blood rain from the sky, the gray and blue city walls were washed into dark black, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Li Yuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. It was not the first time he saw a corpse, but the battle situation here was too fierce, and the enemy-to-we-combat area was too narrow, and almost all of them were fighting face to face. It was terrifying to watch such a concentrated sea of ​​corpses and blood at close range.

Sitting upright on the horse, Li Yuan looked at the towering east city gate coldly, and the tower surrounded by the tragic battlefields in all directions at the top. Li Jinquan's eye-catching flag fluttered in the wind. It seemed that the rebels here must be Li Jinquan's most loyal subordinates. These few remaining enemies actually withstood the Tang army's fierce attacks.

Now the rebel camp in the south of the city has long been destroyed, and the remaining enemies in the city are no longer in a state of chaos. Only the East City Gate is left, Li Jinquan still leads his army to fight stubbornly. Although the rebels have already suffered half of their casualties, the battle has continued. When many rebels fell to the city tower, Li Yuan saw it clearly, most of which have high cheekbones and wide noses, and a typical Tuyuhun look.

"It's a pity that these warriors!" Li Yuan knew in his heart that there were several records of Li Jinquan in history books, and after each war, the label of "hard and brave" was added. In the culture of the grassland peoples such as Tuyuhun, this may be the reason why his subordinates were willing to sacrifice themselves for them.

The fierce battle continued. Seeing that the battle was still in stalemate, Li Yuan immediately ordered his personal soldiers:

"Go to Ximen to find Zhou Tinggou and let him lead his army to continue to eliminate the remaining enemies in the city!"

"Go to the south gate, please ask the Marshal Liu to transfer the crossbowman to come!"

After receiving the order, several personal soldiers quickly turned their horses and galloped away.

At this time, Li Yuan suddenly felt the mount below swaying, and quickly lowered his head to examine it. Only then did he find that the blood at the city gate had spread to the blue bricks under his feet, and bubbles were popping up in the gap between the stone slabs, causing the horse's hooves to slip accidentally.

"Master General!" With a familiar cry, Li Yuan raised his eyes and saw Lin Sichang running towards him quickly. At this time, his armor was covered with scratches of swords and guns, and his personal commander was tying a long sword covered with blood.

Li Yuan subconsciously held the spear in his hand tightly and couldn't help but frown and said, "Are you?"

Lin Sichang gasped and said, "Master General, Li Jin was seriously injured. He was besieged in the city tower at this time, with less than a hundred people left by his side. The last general came to ask for instructions. Should he persuade him to surrender?"

Li Yuan suddenly looked up and found that the sound of fighting had weakened in a trance. The city wall was covered with Tang army flag armor. A large number of Qinghuai soldiers had surrounded the lonely city tower in the center. At this time, they were nervously holding weapons and confronting the remaining enemies.

In the midst of sorrow and sadness, a shocking and desperate shout suddenly came out of the city tower:

"I'd rather die in battle! I will never let down the general's kindness!"

"I'd rather die in battle! I will never let down the general's kindness!"

The shouts of these rebel soldiers made Li Yuan feel respectful. Life is precious. These people died for the belief in their hearts, and they must be worthy of this respect.

Then he sighed lightly and said to Lin Sichang expressionlessly: "Did you hear it?"
Chapter completed!