Under the siege order.


    Fifty yuan horses pulled the stone throwing cart with wooden wheels and slowly came to the front of the Datang army array in the creaking sound of rotation.


    The footmen unloaded wooden boxes from the cart, the round shells were placed on wooden spoons, and the thick wooden poles bent and shook under the pull of more than a dozen big men.


    The cavalry in charge of the battle held the flag and went back and forth in front of the catapult, roaring with high color red.


    "General Tang has orders to prepare to attack the city!"


    Rows of instruments were fixed on the wide field, and the shaking sound of being pulled was heard. Rows of soldiers passed shells neatly, one by one placed in wooden spoons.


    The captain walked through the procession with a knife handle and shouted angrily.


    "Calibrate angle!"


    The pitchers began to pull this position before they got on the bus.


    In this sound, the stone catapults slowly aimed at the city wall in front.


    In the scorching sun, a wind blows.


    The golden hot sun scorched the earth, and the scarlet cloak swung forward in the wind.


    The dark war horse came out slowly from the army array. Tang Hao in silver armor stood on his horse''s head and narrowed his eyes slightly.


    The green sword was slowly pulled out from its scabbard and shone in the sun.


    "Give you an hour!"


    "If you don''t surrender, the whole city will become a sea of fire."


    Mu Dongjiao, dressed in black armor, clenched his waist knife and looked at the vast army that had opened the battle.


    "The real war starts at this time!"


    "Warriors, you have overcome fear in the first war just now. This war will face death."


    "I hope all of you at the city head will witness to break the myth of Tang Hao''s invincibility and witness the rebirth of this solid fortress in front of the artillery fire of heaven and earth."


    The figure pressing the handle of the knife walked through the crowd with a cold look. The joy of victory was already submerged by the slaughter in the air at this time.


    The heroic tone echoed in the city, calming the restless hearts.


    "The Golden Gate in the city has fallen, and there will be no large-area fire in the city with vertical and horizontal gullies. The winding water surrounds the city, the water depth of the city is strong, and the fortifications are perfect."


    The voice rises in an instant, and the eyes become cold in an instant.


    "All you have to do is hold this last moment!"


    "The city wall can''t be broken! The city head can''t be given!"


    The general''s prestige spread out in an instant. He lived in the military camp for many years. The preserved habit of letting go was displayed incisively and vividly at this moment.


    Everyone straightened up and stared at the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty waiting in front.


    Holding the handle of the knife, Mu Dongjiao went up to the attic and looked at Tang Hao standing against the wind under the city, grinning.


    "Tang Hao, you are also a great general. You can be urged to abandon the city and surrender again and again."


    "Now I''m in the city and you''re under the city. It''s easy to defend the city and difficult to attack the city. You don''t know such a simple truth?"


    "Even if you have 100000 troops, my King City is surrounded by mountains and rivers and guarded by 30000 heavy troops. Do you really think I''m Mudong Jiao in vain?"


    The cloak lifted and flew, and Mu Dongjiao stood down with the city wall, with a touch of arrogance in his tone.


    "If you don''t accept it, let go and break into it. See if it''s your gun power or my city stronghold."


    Looking at the arrogant figure in the city, Tang Hao smiled faintly, turned his horse''s head and shook his head slowly.


    The figure slowly walked towards the military array, and the extended arm in the air slowly pressed down.


    The calm voice slowly stirred on the plain.


    "Attack the city."


    The herald cavalry ran in front of the rows of stone throwing vehicles with the command flag, and the roar of their efforts spread throughout the audience in an instant.


    "General Tang has orders!"


    "Attack the city!"


    One roar after another reverberated throughout the barracks.


    The rope was tightened and straightened at the next moment, the wooden spoon made a heavy creak again, the bottom of the bucket was pressed to the lowest point, and the round shell in the spoon trembled uneasily.


    The feet with riveting strength pulled and supported the rope, flushed their cheeks, beaded sweat dripping on the ferocious face, and their muscles were trembling faintly.


    "Hair!"


    The herald waved the flag in the hand of the strange soldier.


    Soldiers holding torches lit the lead of shells.


    Next second.


    The tight rope was suddenly loosened, and the wooden spoon with twisted feet was catapulted into the air, releasing the long suppressed Qi.


    The bullets in the spoon flew across the sky with a whooshing sound and flew towards the heavily guarded city.


    In the air, there was a huge sound of breaking the air at the squeeze of shells. When the wind suddenly sounded, Mu Dongjiao''s face flashed a dignified touch.


    "Shield defense!"


    Almost habitual words, blurted out.


    A wooden shield was lifted up in an instant. Five people in a group and ten people in a group formed round tent shapes in the clattering sound of wooden shields.


    I only heard its name, but I didn''t see its essence.


    Although Mu Dongjiao is a famous general in Koguryo, he has also heard rumors.


    This is just the description of the power of shells by those business travelers.


    I thought it was a huge thing. The shells that could be reflected in my eyes were just polished round objects the size of pottery pots.


    Like this, it is several times smaller than the boulder originally thrown by the catapult.


    Such a thing? Can you have most powers?