Chapter 205: Showdown
"General Jiang Han, I pay my respects to Your Highness. Read."
"No need to be polite."
The Yuan family's troops were in disarray, and Zhao Xu immediately ordered the soldiers of the palace to enter Yanguan.
Jiang Han ordered people to open the city gate to let the soldiers of the King of Yan in, while coming down from the collapsed gap.
When he came to Zhao Xu, he knelt on one knee to salute.
"Are you in charge of the South Gate?" Zhao Xu asked.
"Yes, Your Highness." Jiang Han lowered his head even more.
He was full of shame. If the King of Yan came even one hour later, the South Gate would be finished.
And Yanguan might change hands.
The next one might be Dasong...
Thinking of this, he was even more scared and broke out in a cold sweat.
"How many soldiers did Mo Yu give you?"
"Forty thousand."
Zhao Xu nodded when he heard this, "Mo Yu and this king mentioned your name. It's good that forty thousand people can hold on until now. Get up and let your people continue to guard the south gate to prevent the Yuan family's soldiers from killing horses and returning guns."
"Yes, Your Highness." Jiang Han heard this and his face was happy. He thought that the King of Yan was going to reprimand him.
Standing to one side, he and the soldiers of Yanguan watched the soldiers of the palace enter Yanguan from the city gate.
Looking at the silver and shiny armor of the soldiers of the King of Yan, they showed deep envy in their eyes.
He had heard from Mo Yu that the soldiers of the King of Yan were not only well-equipped, but also strictly disciplined.
Now it was true.
The soldiers entering Yanguan were in rows and columns, and no soldier whispered to each other.
However, compared with the soldiers of the King of Yan, what he cared most about was the firearms that made a loud noise.
This firearm, which was similar in shape to a musket, was obviously very powerful.
On the city wall, they could see clearly that the Yuan family soldiers suffered a great loss because of this kind of firearms.
"With the King of Yan here, Yanguan may be saved this time." Jiang Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether it was the King of Yan's excellent troops or the King of Yan's new firearms, it was enough for the Beidi people to drink a pot this time.
North Gate.
At this time, the battle was tense.
The Beidi soldiers kept climbing the city wall and fighting with the Yanguan soldiers on the city wall for control of the city wall.
As more and more corpses appeared under the city wall, the Beidi people piled up the soldiers of the vassal army like sandbags.
It made it easier for them to climb the city wall.
Therefore, the North Gate was basically in a full-scale hand-to-hand fight.
"Hold on!" Mo Yu and the Yanguan generals personally participated in the fight.
Mo Yu shouted as he chopped down the Beidi soldiers in front of him with a knife.
He heard the rumbling sound of artillery from the South Gate.
The Yanguan soldiers might not know this kind of artillery sound, but he knew very well that it was the King of Yan's artillery.
Now that the cannons had stopped, he became even more anxious.
He didn't know whether the King of Yan won or the Yuan family won.
So, he kept looking south. If the Yuan family's troops appeared first, Yanguan would be finished.
If it was the King of Yan's troops, Yanguan could be defended this time.
His expectations did not disappoint him in the end.
Under the sunshine, the soldiers of the palace in silver armor ran towards them in neat steps.
"The King of Yan is here! The King of Yan is here!" At this moment, Mo Yu ignored his image and jumped like a child, with tears in his eyes.
The uniform footsteps attracted the soldiers and generals of Yanguan at the same time.
Seeing this, they were shocked.
"Kill!"
With a huge confidence in their hearts, the soldiers of Yanguan roared and fought with the Beidi soldiers.
The Beidi soldiers who were advancing suddenly found that their opponents became brave.
The battle line they occupied was constantly compressed and pushed back to the edge of the city wall.
They were in doubt and wonder when they suddenly found that there were soldiers in silver armor among the Yanguan soldiers.
These soldiers were covered in silver armor. As soon as they rushed up, they immediately rushed in front of them, acting as human shields for the Yanguan soldiers, and slashed at them with swords in their hands.
"Kaz!" A Beidi soldier's scimitar looked at these new soldiers, and only made a sound of blade and metal friction.
Before he came to his senses, the long sword of the Yanguan soldier pierced his body.
Other Beidi soldiers looked up and down at these soldiers and thought about how to kill them.
But when they were hesitant, the Wangfu soldiers and Yanguan soldiers did not give them a chance to think.
They cooperated with each other, and the Beidi soldiers kept falling under their swords.
"Rumble..."
The number of Wangfu soldiers who climbed the Yanguan city wall continued to increase, from the east to the west of the city wall.
The silver figure flashed and joined the cruel fight.
With the help of the Wangfu soldiers, the pressure on the Yanguan soldiers was greatly reduced.
The Wangfu soldiers who climbed the city wall were all brave and energetic.
The solid armor made them dare to give up defense and attack with all their strength.
It didn't take long for all the Beidi soldiers to be driven down the city wall.
Under the city.
Enke and others had been watching the top of the city. Seeing this scene, his face was extremely ugly.
Their soldiers climbed the city wall, and the rest were just consuming each other's soldiers.
With the troops they brought now, they can definitely consume the soldiers who passed the Yanguan Pass.
But unexpectedly, such a change happened now.
"It's the King of Yan, the Yuan family was defeated." Enke said to the stunned Bokte.
"The Yuan family was defeated. Didn't the Yuan family claim to have an army of 150,000? Just lost to the King of Yan?" Bokte was incredible.
Enke felt very ashamed.
He couldn't imagine how the King of Yan defeated the Yuan family with so few troops.
But it seems that the King of Yan did it, which can only mean that either the Yuan family is too useless or the King of Yan is too good at fighting.
Thinking of the sound that was louder than the musket not long ago, he felt a little uneasy.
"It seems so." Enke said: "Your Excellency, although the Black Iron King's Tent wants revenge, Yanguan is the most important thing now, so let's launch a large-scale attack."
Bokte looked at Ram and Sarge, and they both nodded at the same time.
The Black Iron King's Tent has already consumed the soldiers and defense materials of Yanguan.
Now it's their turn to take action.
"Attack!" said Bokte.
His order was passed down, and the sound of the horn sounded.
The army formations of the four tribes moved forward at the same time.
The front row of square soldiers ran and rushed to Yanguan.
Yanguan City.
Zhao Xu and Chang Wei climbed up the city wall. Mo Yu saw the King of Yan coming and immediately came over.
Looking at the black mass of Northern Di soldiers under the city, Chang Wei took a breath of cold air.
"The Northern Di people have invested a lot this time." Chang Wei said.
He absolutely believed that if the King of Yan was not there this time, Yanguan would definitely not be able to be defended.
Zhao Xu's face was solemn. He had only seen such a grand scene in contemporary film and television dramas.
Looking around, the strict military formation of the Northern Di army extended from Yanguan to a far place.
"Don't be fussy, let the Yanguan soldiers cooperate quickly and transport the artillery up." Zhao Xu said to Mo Yu.
"Yes, Your Highness." With the arrival of the King of Yan, Mo Yu immediately had a backbone.
He personally took the Yanguan generals down and mobilized the Yanguan soldiers to remove the artillery from the gun carriage and transport it to the city wall.
Because the artillery was too heavy, he had to withdraw thousands of soldiers to be responsible for carrying it.
In half an hour, more than a hundred artillery pieces were delivered to the city wall.