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The army that was able to do this before Balutu came to the imperial city was naturally the confidant of his Tatar. In their opinion, Balutu was their food and clothing.

Parents can bring them wealth, women and everything they want, and Barutu has also had money to tie them to their side over the years, and when he heard Barutu's siege, break the gate, and kill

When everyone is alone, their excitement has increased sharply, one era is about to end, and another era is rising again, which will always create a group of new heroes.

For ordinary Mongolians, the Golden Family is a god, a dependence, and a belief, but not all Mongolians believe that the more they are, the weaker this belief will be. These people value actual interests more.

They drew their swords, drew arrows, and rushed up without any psychological burden. There was no one in the imperial city, except for the three thousand Xiangshan soldiers and one thousand palace guards of the surrendered minister Han Zhong, there were no other troops. In these people

In my eyes, only those thousand people are their opponents. What are the soldiers of the Three Thousand Xiangshan Palace? Can they be their one-union enemy? Look at their surging offensives. I am afraid that they will be fighting in the two battles.

That's how they think

But at this time, Jamuha, who was above the imperial city, had the opposite feeling. When Han Zhong surrendered to the Mongol Yuan, he only brought the soldiers of the Three Thousand Xiangshan Palace. After these years, Han Zhong's authority became increasingly powerful.

He was increasingly valued by the emperor and even handed over the task of training infantry in the Yuan Dynasty to him. If Han Zhong wanted to repel his Xiangshan Palace soldiers, it would be easy, but the Xiangshan Palace soldiers still had only three thousand

scale.

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One person dies, one person advances, one person retreats, and one person advances is the rule that Han Zhong sets for the Xiangshan Prefecture soldiers. In terms of size alone, the Sanqianxiangshan Prefecture soldiers are much taller than ordinary people. If this is the case, it is not enough

It is not unreasonable to make Jamukha stern, and the mountain is not burned without firewood. The army must have seen Zhenzhang on the battlefield to see his sharpness. At this time, facing the enemy rolling under the imperial city

Military, these Xiangshan soldiers quietly held the spear and machete in their hands. They pressed their bodies tightly against the root of the wall, held their ears up, and their eyes flashed with a heart-pounding light, which was sniffling.

Bloody eyes

Han Zhong has power, but he is still unwilling to be cold in his army. This is also one of the conditions for him to gain Wuda's trust. His three thousand soldiers were stationed in the stables. Jamukha used to think that three thousand people were not enough.

The foundation of Yanjing was shaken, but now he felt that he was wrong. These three thousand people were definitely evil wolves among the tiger.

No wonder Han Zhong never thought that the Leng Army had these three thousand people enough to gain a foothold.

Looking up at the moonlight in the sky, the third update is over. If Han Zhong guessed correctly, Yardan should be on the road, and they will win an absolute victory. If Han Zhong guessed wrongly... Jamuha smiled bitterly, it would be a burning jade.

It's over.

Jamuha knew that Queen Hailing had ordered the vital parts of the entire palace to be filled with firewood. When Yitan City was broken and difficult to guard, she would ignite the fire herself and would rather die than be humiliated.

At this time, when Jamuha saw the soldiers of Sanqianxiang Mountain Mansion, he suddenly became full of confidence.

His armor was covered with a white mourning clothes, and he stood on the wall with his bow. Looking at the enemy under the city, he laughed loudly, "Come on, Barutu. Let you see what a hero in the Mongolian people is."

The bow opens, the strings ring, and the arrows come out, one after another, and each arrow takes away a life

But there were too many enemies coming up. Even though he took away a life with every arrow, Ruchao's opponent still attacked under the imperial city without any obstacles. The gate of the imperial city shook loudly. With each impact, the entire imperial city

The city walls seemed to be following the chairs.

With a dull drum sound, a row of Xiangshan Mansion soldiers suddenly stood up. They held the huge rocks placed in advance at the base of the wall in their hands, threw them out fiercely, throwing the stones out, and didn't look at them at all, and immediately stood up.

Back, and the soldiers in the second row rushed up, and the bowstrings rang, a row of rain arrows shot down the city, and an arrow shot out, and retreated. Several rows of soldiers rushed up in the third row, repeating and repeating.

There were screams sounding under the city. The opponents were too dense. People in the city didn't need to aim at it at all. They just had to throw the stone and shoot the arrow down.

The Tatar tribe thought things too simply. When they thought that the attack was going down, they encountered continuous resistance. They did not even carry the ladder to attack the city. More people rode on horseback.

The masquera in his hand was thrown high and accurately placed on the battlements, and he climbed up with the help of the imperial city in Yanjing, in the outer city, under the protection of the inner city, not high.

It is not strong enough, this is what the Tatar tribe has confidence in

The reason is, but they met a very good army to defend the city, and their luck was not good. The soldiers of Xiangshan Palace would always wait for a while when they put the ropes on battlements until the ropes were straight.

, they pulled it tightly, and they cut it down. The person on the other end of the rope fell down and probably wouldn't die, but it was easy to fall and fracture. If they were not lucky and fell on the weapons of their companions below, they could only sigh.

Life is miserable.

"I can't see that the soldiers of Xiangshan Palace are so good at fighting." A Tatar tribe exclaimed in the distance below the city: "Prince, it seems we have to mobilize the Pili cannons to collapse the city wall. The wall of the imperial city is not thick enough. Just take a few shots to go down.

, it can defeat a piece of it.”

Barutu hissed and sucked, "Han Zhong, I'll peel him down later."

In a short time, corpses of people gathered under the imperial city. During this period, the Tatar tribe used its advantage in numbers to break up on the city wall several times, but it did not

When they gained a foothold, they were driven down like ducks by the Xiangshan Palace soldiers. Until this time, a thousand palace guards had not come in handy.

"Go and transfer a few thunderbolt cannons. I don't want people in the palace to see the sun tomorrow," said Barutu.

"Yes, my subordinates go and do it right away." Someone around him left. ♀

"Look for a few sharp shooters and shoot Jamuka, the stern, and the white clothes are fluttering. Do you want to be a hero while standing there and want to play with King Yama?"

Jamuha was indeed very cool at this time. He stood on the city tower with a shield standing beside him. The feather arrow came towards him. He shrank and hid behind the shield. After a little rain of arrows, he leaned out.

He called the Tatar tribes under the city one by one. Even Yun Zhao felt tricky in his archery skills. Whether it was strength, accuracy, or angle calculation, they were the best choice. He was aimed at it, basically

There is no possibility of survival.

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At this time, he had changed his previous strategy and no longer shot blindly, and locked his target on the generals of the Naxuan level in the attack of Tatar's army. Perhaps many of the Northern Army's soldiers were still celebrating Tatar's army.

The upper and lower structures are not familiar, but Jamuha is familiar with them. With the help of the bright torch, he can clearly see the signs on those people, shooting the generals of the Xuan layer one by one, shooting them to death

Although there are fewer people, the damage caused to the opponent is actually greater.

"General Jamuha, come down." Han Jiang held a bloody sword in his hand, looked at Jamuha on the city tower, and shouted loudly. He was a little dissatisfied with Jamuha's current state. A general was not going to do this.

If his identity is killed by his opponent, it will be a huge blow to the morale in the city.

Jamuha looked back at Han Jiang and shook his head stubbornly. Here was the best place for him to shoot. His father's death made Jamuha's mind full of hatred at this time.

"Be careful" Han Jiang suddenly shouted.

Jamuha heard the sound of arrows in the air. At this moment, the keen intuition of an archer made him immediately determine that these arrows were not something that ordinary people could shoot, and unlike the previous diffusing, these

The arrow was aimed at him. He shrank into a ball and curled himself behind the shield. Sure enough, several sharp arrows shot through the edge of the shield, and one arrow even took away Jamuha and wrapped around him in the wind.

The filial piety belt on the head.

The Mongolians have never lacked sharpshooters.

Jamukha pulled out the feather arrow with one hand and put it on the string, and wanted to stand up and fight back. Shooting such an opponent to death is a thing worthy of pride. From the angle when the opponent's arrow was just shot, he had accurately judged the opponent's opponent's arrow.

When they are in the opponent's attack range, they are also within their range.

But at this moment, he heard Han Jiang's terrified scream and "jumped down"

Jamuha did not hesitate. Something must have happened. Han Jiang is now his comrade and will not frame him. He was in a mess. He threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, falling down from the city tower like a cloth bag.

While he was still in the air, he heard the roar of the crossbow breaking through the air. With a bang, the shield that had been hiding was broken into pieces. The crossbow was still in its power. He continued to move forward until it shot on the city tower.

With a pillar, the entire city tower was chaired.

Jamuha fell heavily on some cloth bags under the city tower, filled with soil. It was originally intended to prevent opponents from attacking fire. If it weren't for falling on it, Jamuha would have suffered a great loss.

The previous few arrows were just forcing Zamuhe to shrink to the shield, and they could not see their follow-up actions, and this crossbow was the real fatal blow.

Rolling on the ground, he stood up, Jamukha was still in shock, "Thank you," he nodded to Han Jiang.

"General Jamuha, you are a general, you are not a pawn," Han Jiang said dissatisfiedly, "If you die, how big a blow to morale will be to you. Do you know I don't want to see you save yourself like before, which is equivalent to

Protecting those behind us”

"I understand." Jamuha rarely refuted, "get taught" turned around, snatched a bow from a soldier, ran to the top of the city, opened his bow, swished, swished, three consecutive beads, and several screams sounded under the city.

, Several archers who had just plotted against him fell to the ground one by one.
Chapter completed!