Under Tang banner.
The tea on the short table was carried up. As for his mouth, he blew away the floating leaves and took a sip.
Tang Hao''s voice was calm and steady, and spread slowly.
"The name of Mu Dongjiao is rarely heard in the Tang Dynasty, but I didn''t think he was a man with a strong iron bone."
The famous general of the East Turk surrendered under his own fire gun, and the Khan of the West Turk collapsed under the deterrence of the gun. Mu Dongjiao was angry and heartburn at this time, which was a rare hard spirit.
Although he didn''t see the tragedy on the head of the city, Tang Hao knew that there were few people who could not be shrouded by deep fear and still retain a trace of hatred for Qingming in those tragic scenes.
Mu Dongjiao, even one of the few.
Yuchi Jingde frowned and looked at the thin head sticking out behind the women''s wall battlements.
"Victory and defeat are common. It''s a blessing for Koguryo to have such talents."
"This man is also a loyal and brave man, but we belong to different countries, otherwise we can make good friends with this loyal and brave man."
Loyal and faithful, love soldiers like children.
Which general in a high position is not so?
The brisk Ma Yi interrupted their emotion, and Wu Tong came out of the army array.
"Grandpa, fifty barrels of grease have been poured into the city. The gate is open. I think it will spread throughout the city soon."
Wu Tong is always reassuring.
Under the cover of artillery fire, the city was in chaos. Fifty cans of grease were accurately poured into the gate and spring without any mistakes.
Slowly put down the cup in his hand. Tang Hao stood up slowly holding the armrest of the seat, looked at the angry figure at the head of the city, and sighed in his heart.
"Loyalty is a good material. In your next life, you''d better find a good country and choose a wise monarch."
His big hand covered captain Chi Jingde''s shoulder. Tang Hao looked at captain Chi Jingde.
"I''ll leave the rest to you."
"After waiting for an hour, the oil is full of the whole vertical and horizontal, and the last time to capture the city is when he shouted."
Wipe the sweat from his forehead, and Tang Hao patted his hand on his shoulder.
"It''s too hot. I''ll take a bubble bath. General Yuchi will finish his work and complete the army earlier."
"There''s still a long way to go."
Words, palm fan in the air.
The horse''s belly turns the war horse and pulls Tang Hao slowly towards the barracks.
The tone has been set, and the broken city is a torch.
Looking at the figure standing on the carriage, Yuchi Jingde flashed a touch of appreciation in his eyes and murmured.
"You have hidden human wisdom in your chest, but you still abide by your duty."
"Compared with Mu Dongjiao''s loyalty and courage, I think you are a loyal and righteous man!"
……
King City.
At the beginning of the war, the Tang army issued an order to attack the city again in an hour.
The tense atmosphere eased temporarily, and the messy city began to get busy.
A new group of taxi soldiers had already been replaced at the head of the city. The potholes the size of the cylinder mouth and large boulders falling down the women''s wall under the city were talking about the power of shells. The scarlet color of the walls washed with blood is shocking.
Although they had never experienced the battlefield of gunfire, and even did not participate in the handling of the city''s bodies, the ground was full of broken slag and meat, which was enough to frighten these soldiers standing on the city.
Smelling the thick blood, he stood trembling at the head of the incomplete City, and someone''s arm holding a spear and halberd trembled slightly.
A voice from fear to trembling came intermittently.
"You said... You said Tang Jun would attack the city with shells later."
The slightly calm old man leaned slightly towards the young soldier.
"You, don''t worry about these trivial things! Stand your post wholeheartedly."
"The artillery fire of the Tang Dynasty can''t shake our city, can it?"
"Broken to broken, as long as we stand still, we still have some hope."
This is a useful trick of these veteran veterans in the army. They have a smooth mouth and grease the soles of their feet. Preaching that young officers and men are on top of the front, they will inevitably fish in troubled waters behind them.
It must be impossible to say that older soldiers are not afraid. Seeing people with fresh blood flowing like themselves, their plasma soars and howls miserably on the battlefield, even if it is a stone, they will unconsciously bring it into themselves.
At this time, I saw the ruins left by the shells of the power in the rumor, which strengthened the idea of retreating after the war, but these soldiers buried the idea deep enough.
Someone nearby leaned over and inserted a sentence.
"But the solid city is still incomplete under the shell, which is more violent than the rolling stone. If it hits the body, it will probably not survive."
"Can we... Can we hold it?"
When it comes to life and death, many people turn their heads slightly and look at the veteran who has been in the army for many years.
After all, I''ve experienced a lot. Naturally, I have a new view on the war, and I have a certain control over the control of life and death.
The deputy general frowned and walked up from the stone steps. He still kept his fear of shells in his heart, so that when he climbed the tower, he still glanced out of the city.
Until I didn''t see those towering catapults, I slowly calmed down, but there was still no blood on my face.
The words of life and death went into his ears, and the deputy general''s heart sank.
"Guard the land under your feet!"
"Before the war, talk to each other, like what!"
"If you lose the city, I will let your family bury with you!"