Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 196

[Chapter 196]

Moyu closed his eyes in pain, and then he took a deep breath.

This was the Yanguan that his father had guarded for ten years, no matter what, he couldn’t let Yanguan be destroyed by the Mo family.

Pulling himself together, he said to a general: “Jiang Han, I leave this place to you.”

This person was his father’s most trusted general during his lifetime, and he was like a brother to him.

“Don’t worry, unless he, Yuan Li, steps over my body, a soldier of the Yuan family will never enter Yanguan.” Jiang Han said.

Mo Yu nodded, and went down the city wall to look at the north gate.

Arrive at the North Gate.

Mo Yu took a breath.

On the open land to the north of the entire city wall, there are as many torches as there are stars in the sky.

According to the estimation of the horse during the day, at least three Wangzhangs came to Beidi this time, and maybe even four.

And this number is basically the same as in the decisive battle with Ning Jin.

There is the Yuan family in the back, and Beidi in the front. It seems that they are bound to win Yanguan this time.

Under the North City.

Enke smiled when he heard the sound of gunfire coming from the south.

This time the Yuan family cooperated well and launched an attack on Yanguan before they did.

There are three other people riding alongside him on horseback, they are Night Wolf, Scimitar, and Copper Bull.

For this siege, the Khan appointed a Daxing to rule the four king’s tents.

This big line is not Enke, but the king of the Night Wolf King Tent, Bokte.

“Fighting from the south.”

Pokte listened carefully to the sound of firecrackers being fired from the wind.

He was tall, with a wide face and a wide mouth, and he was taller than the three of Enke sitting on the horse.

“It’s reasonable for Khan to appreciate Enke.” Sargo, the king of the scimitar king tent, chuckled, “What Kutu hasn’t done in these years, Enke has done in just a few months.”

” Khan has always had a bright eye.” The deep voice of Ram, the King of the Copper Bull King Tent, rang out.

Enke didn’t speak, although the three kings were praising him, he couldn’t be happy.

The three people’s contempt for his father is another mockery of the black iron king’s tent.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, he couldn’t show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Among the tents of the ten kings of Beidi, only the king of the black iron king’s tent is related to Khan by blood.

The other great kings were former tribal leaders, or thrones obtained through military exploits.

That’s why the other king’s accounts looked down on the black iron king’s account, thinking that Kutu’s name was not worthy of the name.

Enke has a deep understanding of this since he was a child.

Now, he has become the new king of the Black Iron King Tent.

He did not allow this kind of prejudice to continue to grow on the grassland.

This time, he wants to prove to others that he is worthy of being the king of the Black Iron King Tent.

“Daxing is here, please let us go to the Black Iron King’s tent first!” Enke jumped off the horse, bent down in front of Bokte, and lowered his head.

Borte let out a burst of laughter, “Enke, you are really a brave boy, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Whether you can go south to praise depends on this battle. This is not a joke.”

“Daxing is here, um Ke is eager to wash away the shame of the Black Iron King’s Tent, maybe we should give them a chance and let them go first.” Sarge’s face flickered under the light of the torch, and his voice came slowly.

He has no good intentions.

He has been through the battlefield for a long time, and he knows very well that the initial battle casualties are the most.

If they climbed to Yanguan City, they were afraid that they would consume the strength of a king’s tent.

Of course, if this king’s tent really climbed onto the city wall, it would be the greatest contribution.

But he didn’t believe that the black iron king’s tent could win Yanguan by himself.

So, it is better to let Enke, who is eager to perform, go first.

After the black iron king’s account and Yanguan soldiers were exhausted from fighting, they picked peaches again.

Ram laughed twice, but didn’t speak.

Borte naturally knew what Sarge and Ram were thinking.

After pondering for a while, he nodded, “Enke, cherish this opportunity and don’t let me down.”

In his opinion, the Black Iron King Tent is the weakest among the four King Tents.

It seems good to let them consume the defense equipment of Yanguan soldiers.

Rather than saving the rotten pear for last, throw it out first.

In this way, he can still sell Enke a favor.

“I will remember Daxing’s kindness.” Enke raised his head.

He is not stupid, and he knows the key to attacking the city first.

But for him, the only way to make up for the shame of the Black Iron King’s Tent is with his own blood.

“Attack now, we must take Yanguan as soon as possible.” Boktie said.

He had to admit that Enke had done a great job.

Yanguan was attacked by two sides only once in ten years.

Khan had great expectations for this siege.

He absolutely does not allow failure.

“Yes.” Enke nodded.

He came to the team of the Black Iron King’s Tent and found Kutu.

“Father, this is your chance to wash away your shame. Daxing is promising us to attack the city first.” Enke said.

Kutu, Tam and Charha have been waiting anxiously.

When they heard the news, they were all relieved.

Hearing Enke calling himself his father again, he said: “Enke, my son, I will not come back alive until I climb the wall of Yanguan.”

Enke nodded and left silently. Guan, he also won’t let his father come back alive.

“Woooo…” The

heavy horn sounded.

Kutu raised his scimitar, and the servants slowly stepped forward under his command.

These servants include Dasong people. After the battle of Ningjindusi, the Dasongs there were divided among the king’s tents.

There were also Koreans. After Koryo surrendered to Beidi, they sent a group of servants to drive them.

There are also Omans from the west, and after conquering the land there, they captured a lot of Omans.

There are 30,000 such servants in the Black Iron King’s Tent.

At this time, the servant soldiers broke away from the army and moved forward.

The servants in the front are carrying the ladder, and the servants in the middle are pushing the cart.

This is a tall siege machine, like a tall tower with wheels, and there are ladders in the tower.

The front of the building car is covered with a layer of iron armor to protect the soldiers inside from being attacked by bows and arrows.

Each building car can hold thirty soldiers at a time.

When they arrived at the bottom of the city, the doors of these building cars were pushed open.

At this time, as long as the ladder is leaned against the city wall, the soldiers can climb the city wall more quickly.

The last of the servants is the supervisor team with a scimitar.

Any servants who escaped during the battle were chopped to a pulp by them.

For Beidi people, the lives of servant soldiers are as low as ants.

But you can’t die in battle, and you don’t have to live on either.

Yanguan city head.

The atmosphere was as heavy as dark clouds.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching step by step, every soldier was holding back his breath.

“Swish, swish…”

“Dong dong dong…”

In this tense atmosphere, there was the sound of arrows piercing through the air, and at the same time, the firecrackers of the Beidi people burst into light.

At that flashing moment, Mo Yu estimated that there were at least seven or eight hundred firecrackers.

When the bow and arrow came, the Yanguan soldiers immediately raised their shields to protect the archers.

Compared with the Yuan family’s arrow rain, the Beidi people’s arrow rain came more intensively.

The arrows slanted down like raindrops from a torrential rain.

For a moment, the metal impact of arrows falling to the ground, the shattering of stone bullets, and the screams of Yanguan soldiers were mixed together.

Mo Yu’s attention was not distracted, he was always paying attention to the movement under the city.

Feeling the gurgling of footsteps and wheels, he yelled, “Light it up!”

There was a ditch in front of the north gate.

This is a trench more than two meters wide, like a moat across the front of Yanguan.

Flowing in the trench is a thick layer of kerosene.

Before the Yuan family attacked the south gate, the soldiers at the north gate poured kerosene into it.

“Light it up.” Mo Yu ordered.

The function of the trench is to delay the enemy’s attack, while at the same time illuminating the nearby area to give the soldiers on the wall a better view.

Obtaining his orders, the archers fired their arrows at the city walls.

Suddenly, the wealthy family thirty meters away from the city wall emerged from below like a fire dragon.

Under the light of the fire, Mo Yu saw densely packed Beidi soldiers holding scimitars staying a few meters away from the trench.

These soldiers are distributed on every piece of land from east to west.

“Let the arrow!”

Seeing so many Beidi soldiers leaking out, the generals of Yanguan shouted loudly one by one.

A bowstring sounded, and a wave of arrows rained on Beidi’s army.

(end of this chapter)