New Story of Lv Bu

: : This is God's will, God's will is so!

On November 16th, before the hour, the Han army's attack on Peshawar finally began. The attack was launched from the west of Peshawar. The location of Peshawar City is very special, with a large stretch of gentle **** extending to the north and south to the west. Two miles to the east of the east city wall, there is a large cliff that goes up and down, about eight or nine feet high, which is a solid barrier for the east city wall invisibly. The most important thing is that this cliff is all made of hard rock, and there is no footing at all.

For such a terrain, if you want to deploy your troops, you can only attack from the west little by little. If you have enough troops, you can also copy from the north and the south. As for the cliff on the east, both offensive and defensive parties consciously gave up, and attacked from that cliff, purely looking for death. Not to mention whether it is possible to climb the rugged cliffs, even if a few pawns can move to the east of the east wall without siege equipment, how can they gnaw off the high and thick walls? In this way, the east city wall became a piece of pure land.

In the sequence of the Han army, the light infantry of the Huarazmo people walked at the forefront. They were dressed in fish scale armor, holding a circular shield in their left hand and a scimitar in their right hand. Under the squeeze of the Dayue people, the life of Hua Lazimian people was miserable, and it can be said that each day is worse than each day. Now, under the blessing of the Han army, they finally obtained a certain degree of autonomy, not only that, but also formed their own government and army. In order to repay the favor of the Han army, they fought with Guishuang today, and they showed great enthusiasm. Everyone was brave and vying for the first place. I vowed to be the first to rush into Peshawar City, so that I could give birth to that smelt gas!

Behind the light infantry of Khorazm, there are heavy infantry composed of Greeks or Hellenized Cypriots. Like the Hualazimo people, the Serbs are also the mortal enemies of the Dayue people. Daxia’s homeland originally belonged to the Serbs. After Dayue’s came, they became a low-level nation and they have endured it for hundreds of years With Yue’s oppression. Turning over completely this time, is it not the blessing of the Han army? The tragic experience of being bullied by the Yue family for many years has long since turned into raging anger in their hearts, and this battle is bound to take revenge!

The light infantry of the Khorazmite and the heavy infantry of the Serb were used to cover the seventy or eighty catapults behind them. Although the road crossing the middle reaches of Kunduz and the middle reaches of Kabul was winding southward, Lu Zheng did his best to transport these catapults. Today, they will be the main force in attacking Peshawar City, using howling slings to destroy those strong walls. This catapult unit is composed of Han Chinese, and the main part comes from Hou Ziyu's prestigious starting unit, the Silver Fox Ghost Army.

Four or five miles behind the catapult unit, Song Qian's flag was waving in the wind. This time, he was the siege commander appointed by Tianxiong General Lu Zheng. Song Qian rode steadily on a tall and sturdy Xiliang horse with a clairvoyance in his hand, observing the enemy's situation. The bitter cold wind whizzed past, rolling up pieces of snowflakes, and the steel armor on his body was blown to rustle. It was dressed in an exquisitely crafted, brilliant and dazzling mountain script, which was sent by his father Song Xian from remote Liangzhou before he left.

"Let's get started. The noise is louder, attracting the attention of the Guishuang Army." Song Qian finally put down the clairvoyance in his hand and said lightly. Woo?????? Song Qian's voice was Fang Luo'er, and the soldiers on the left and right immediately blew the horns. The trumpet was sobbing dull, desolate and vigorous, as if with a deep hatred and depression. Accompanied by the whimpering horns, several flags began to fly up and down, and Song Qian's orders were executed without compromise. The attack on Peshawar has finally begun.

Under the cover of Khorazmo light infantry and Greek heavy infantry, seven or eighty catapults moved forward slowly. The Han army's footsteps are steady and powerful, with a violent and unruly meaning, they firmly believe that under the invincible and invincible general Tianxiong, they will be able to successfully capture the city of Peshawar. The wealthy Kandara Basin and Potvar Plateau will soon be in the pockets of the Han army! There, there are countless grains and wealth everywhere, and everyone can make a lot of money and become a rich man.

On the wall of the west gate of Peshawar, the Guishuang Army watched the seventy or eighty strange-looking catapults slowly approaching, with curiosity and doubts in their eyes. They often encountered the Khwarazmo light infantry and the Greek heavy infantry, and they knew the basics. But, what are those seventy or eighty big guys behind? Would the Han army use them to attack the city?

Seeing that it was only four hundred steps away from the walls of Peshawar City, the siege troops slowly stopped. Although the range of Guishuang's bows and crossbows is only two hundred steps, the light infantry of Huarazimo and the heavy Greek infantry carefully opened up their shields, covering themselves and their robe from head to toe tightly. The slingers of the Han army were busy fixing the catapult, measuring the distance and placing the sling.

"First row, let it go!" With a loud and agitated roar, more than two dozen round slings rose into the air! ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? They screamed like earth-shaking and rushed towards Peshawar City. Whoosh?????? Whoo?????? Whoo?????? The round sling with great momentum, slammed on the west gate of Peshawar city fiercely! The place where Ximen was, was immediately covered by gunpowder smoke. Just a moment later, gun smoke was splashed, rocks flew everywhere, and the entire West Gate was turned into a pile of broken wood!

The empty city gate was immediately exposed in front of everyone. Inside the city gate, the ground was full of corpses. Hundreds of Guishuang soldiers were bled by the loud noise just now and fell softly to the ground. More than a dozen sling stones bounced from the ground again, whizzing straight into Peshawar city. The few soldiers of the Guishuang Army who had survived the catastrophe were frightened long ago, and they stared at everything in front of them dumbfounded! His grandma is a bear! The gate of Peshawar City is made of solid hardwood. That's it.

Suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded at the top and bottom of the city, inside and outside the city! The first blow of the Han's catapult completely shattered the city gate? is it possible? How is this done? Even the Han soldiers who operated the catapult were stunned. I rub! Isn't this a coincidence? In the first round of sling attack, he accidentally hit the second car and smashed the west gate of Peshawar City in a bewildered manner?

God willing! This is God's will! How could there be such a coincidence if it were not God’s will? This shows that the general is a man of great luck! In the process of conquering the homeland of Dawan, Kangju, Huarazim, Sogdian, and Daxia, in the hearts of soldiers of all ethnic groups under his command, Lu Zheng has long been legendary as the **** of war who is invincible and invincible. This coincidence today puts him in a mysterious coat.

"For the general! Charge!" "The general is mighty!" "Long live the general!" The Han soldiers boiled, they roared and cheered loudly. "Rush!" "Rush in!" "Kill!" "If you want to get rich, just today!" Maybe 10,000 years later, maybe just a moment, the Hua Lazimo light infantry outside the city and The Cypriot heavy infantry also reacted! They shouted loudly and waved the weapons in their hands, as the tide rushed towards the empty city gate. The city gate is broken, as long as you rush into the city is victory!

"Rush up! Stop them outside the city! If the Han army enters the city, Peshawar will be completely finished!" Above the city, the veteran Lahore waved the machete in his hand, roared loudly, and kept using it. Kick those dumbfounded Guishuang Guishuang soldiers. "Quickly wake up and rush down the city! Drive the Han people back! If it is too late, it will be too late! Go! Go down and block the door for me!"

The generals of the Guishuang Army finally recovered from their extreme shock. Like a frightened grasshopper, they jumped up one by one, drew the scimitars from their waists, roared loudly, and roared. The whirlwind generally rushed down the city. His grandmother is a bear, and Peshawar's offensive and defensive battle has entered a white-hot state at the beginning, which is unexpected for everyone! The only plan now is to block the city gate and drive out the Huarazimians and Cypriots! If there is a slight difference, this Peshawar city will be over!

"Second row, let go!" The commander of the Han army's catapult unit began to roar again. The second batch of more than twenty round slings roared out again! This time, it was aimed at the head of Peshawar City. The huge sling fell heavily on the top of the city with a grieving scream. At this moment, when ten thousand heads were on the top of the city, the Guishuang Army suffered a great loss immediately! The sling falling from the sky happened to fall among the piles of people, splashing a puff of blood, and the screams suddenly sounded.

Sergeant Guishuang's pawns were thrown heavily into the air, spitting out a puff of blood in the air, and then tilted their heads, seeing that they could not survive. These people were only brought up by slings, and those who were hit by slings were even more miserable, and in a flash, they became piles of **** and **** pieces of minced meat. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The sling stones bounced again and ran across the city, causing huge casualties again and again, and the entire city suddenly turned into hell.

Blood was splashing, stumped limbs and broken arms flew everywhere. Guishuang soldiers screamed horribly and fled in all directions, trying to avoid the raging slings everywhere. However, all their efforts were destined to be in vain. Many people trampled on themselves and fell to the ground. ?????? ?????? Sou Sou Han stoning raindrops fall on the city wall, mercilessly harvesting the life of the Kushan soldiers.

boom! Boom boom boom! Immediately, the sling hit the tower without error, and there was a loud noise, and the tower collapsed! "Everyone! Hiding behind the female wall! Don't run around! I want to do as I say to my life!" The veteran Lahore raised his head from among the piles of masonry, rubble, and debris, and roared with all his strength. In order to protect him in Lahore, more than a dozen soldiers on his left and right were dead.

God thief! Is this the end of Peshawar City? Lahore stretched out trembling hands and pointed at the sky angrily.

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