Today's battle to defend the city is countless times more difficult than the last time the Gaochang army invaded.

Thousands of people siege the city are completely different concepts. When tens of thousands of people shout and kill each other, rushing from outside the city to the base of the city wall like a tide, just that kind of picture can make people completely lose their fighting spirit psychologically, let alone relying on the power of thousands of people to repel these tens of thousands of people. Imagine that even if tens of thousands of ants are stepped on, they cannot be killed by one or two feet, let alone people, who know how to resist and fight.

From the moment of siege, Li Su clearly felt that the will of the defenders on the city had collapsed, and even he had some hopeless thoughts. In his eyes, the city had no hope of defending. Perhaps everyone knew this cognition, but they were just waiting for the final sword to arrive in the battle, and they were all over.

The last round of arrows shot out, and the effect was very weak, because the enemy had climbed to the base of the city wall, and siege ladders were placed on the top of the city. Countless people were biting scimitars in their mouths, climbing up with a ferocious expression. The rolling wooden stones at the top of the city were thrown down, and there were waves of screams and wailing, but the enemy continued to go on one after another, endlessly.

"A hundred people came up, each three meters apart, ignited the thunder and threw them under the city wall together!" Li Su roared.

There were loud noises one after another, and a burst of white smoke suddenly emerged from the top of the city wall. Then, small black smoke-producing jars were thrown down the city wall. After a few breaths, a loud noise suddenly came from under the city wall, and even the earth was shaking and trembling.

The power of the thunder is huge. The hot weapons of later generations played an important role in the era of cold weapons. The armies of the Western Regions have already seen their power. A small black pottery jar directly blew up one of their vanguards and the inside was so fragrant that it was so delicious that it seemed that personal force had no effect in front of it. How could it die?

Yesterday was just a small pot of pots, but today, one hundred small pots were thrown down from the city walls, which exploded under the city walls at the same time. Under the entire row of city walls to the west of Xizhou, the explosion was earth-shaking. Countless people were blown to pieces on the spot. Under the wall, there were only a few enemy troops who fell to the ground and howled. The luck from the back was far from the longest. Although they were outside the diameter of the explosion, they took advantage of their shock, and then shot round after round of arrows on the city wall, and then they were shot one after another. Then they saw that the opportunity was not good, so they turned around and ran away, running outside the range of bows and arrows, and then stared at the tragic situation under the city wall that had almost become the human Shura Field.

Unsurprisingly, the siege failed again.

Tens of thousands of people were so angry that they rushed towards the city walls with determination, just to win the Xizhou in one go, but the ending was the same as yesterday, with a hundred small pots breaking their achievements. The explosion of the earth and the mountains shaking knocked their morale to the point of freezing instantly.

People are full of fear of unknown things. This fear can cause two behaviors. One is to completely destroy things they fear. The other is to escape far away, the farther away, the better.

The attitude towards firearms and the Western Regions coalition was obviously the second type. The loud noises like the punishments of gods, and the robes that fell to the ground and rolled and screamed. Many timid and faithful enemy soldiers immediately threw away their swords and knelt down from a distance to the city wall, piously repenting of their crimes. In less than an hour of siege, their morale plummeted, and rushed in like a tide. They retreated like a tide.

Next, another truce.

Until today, the small pots on the top of Xizhou City finally attracted the attention of the enemy's chief general.

The main general is named Amurdun, who is from the Western Turks. That's right, this time he joined forces with the Western Regions to seize the Western Prefectures. The Gaochang State was the leader, but the Western Turks. The real boss behind the scenes, he had the chance to exhale purple equipment.

Amurdun didn't understand why a small thing was so powerful and could make such a earth-shaking loud noise. If it weren't for his firm will, he wouldn't be able to associate it with miracles such as ghosts and gods. Looking at the soldiers under his command in the camp, Amurdun was in a very bad mood.

I thought I would capture Xizhou as simply as taking a baby. With the emergence of that small pottery jar, the war changed and became more complicated and more difficult, which Amurdun had unexpectedly expected.

A general who commanded the army, tens of thousands of soldiers with a rainbow of morale, a vulnerable city, and thousands of defenders without fighting spirit. Such a huge difference in power comparison, because of the extra small pottery jar, the fragile city could not be captured, and Amurdun fell into extreme anxiety and rage.

He was afraid of the mysterious small pottery jar, but he was not afraid of the soldiers under his command.

"Come, please ask for military law!" Amurdun shouted outside the tent.

"When siege today, the first person who escaped at the battle will be beheaded and displayed to the camp, thinking that it will be effective. Who dares to take another step back and the car will break up!"

With hundreds of heads falling to the ground, Amurdun's military law was also revealed to the camps of tens of thousands of coalition forces.

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Mountainous corpses piled up under the city, and so were on the top of the city.

In less than an hour of offensive and defensive battle, more than 200 defenders on the top of the city had fallen, and their bodies were piled side by side on the horse road of the city tower. The bloodstains on the ground and the eyes of the pair of eyes dying with their eyes were telling the world how tragic this war was.

Li Su leaned against the battlements of the city wall and watched quietly as the soldiers lifted the dead robes one by one down the city wall. A huge wooden platform was set up under the city, and the corpses were lying on the wooden platform. After the living soldiers respectfully saluted the corpses of the robes, several torches were thrown on the wooden platform. Soon, the wooden platform burned and turned into ashes together with the corpses on the wooden platform. The thick black smoke column rolled up like a black dragon rushing straight into the sky.

People are dependent on being buried in peace, but Xizhou does not have this condition at present. The city is surrounded by many sieges, and the city is located in the desert and the climate is hot. If the corpses are not processed as soon as possible, the plague will soon spread in the city. Then it will be a real disaster for the entire city. The so-called "handling corpses" is burned directly like this. War is not only cruel to the living, but also to the dead.

The flames swayed and the smoke rolled, and then became smaller, gradually becoming a scattered, and finally turned into ashes.

Li Su quietly looked at the black and gray area, and when the breeze blew, it flew away everywhere.

"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, this is great." Li Su sighed and said.

Wang Zong stood aside, with a sad look on his face. Li Su turned his head and looked at him, and suddenly smiled and said, "Don't be sad, maybe you and I will be the same as them in a short while, sooner or later."

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