After hearing Zhang Zhongmou's question, Zhang Cheng looked helpless.

To be honest, he had no clue in his heart, but at this moment, there was no way out at all. If he couldn't hold on, he would be dead.

There is no other choice except this path.

Zhang Cheng looked at Zhang Zhongmou and said with some concern: "This place is too dangerous. The sword and arrow are not eye-catching. You should go down first? In short, as long as Bijie City is still there, I will live and die with Bijie City."

Zhang Zhongmou looked at Zhang Cheng with a little helplessness. Is this still necessary?

If you lose Bijie City, you will not have good results after you go back. Maybe you will be beheaded directly. It would be better to die here. You can still leave a decent place to die here.

However, the possibility of his death in battle was not high, so Zhang Zhongmou said ruthlessly: "I am under the city. If the city is broken, I will commit suicide as soon as possible, be loyal to Your Majesty and the Ming Dynasty. If you go to Huangquan Road first, remember to walk slowly, we can be a companion on the road."

After looking at Zhang Zhongmou, Zhang Cheng nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "Okay, I am with you."

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Zhang Zhongmou smiled and turned around and walked towards the city's straw shed.

Zhang Zhongmou and Zhang Cheng had no other choice, so they could only send someone to ask for help and defend themselves here.

The rebels outside the city had rushed towards the city wall.

Zhang Cheng reached out and pulled out the knife at his waist, held the sword high with a burning look and said, "Brothers, I won't say anything else. If we can't defend Bijie City, the rebels will break through the city and we will die!"

"Today, I won't talk about the righteousness of the country here. I will just say one thing, we must live!"

"In this place in southern Xinjiang, we are arduously garrisoning not to let these miscellaneous people chop our heads, but to chop their heads! I will ask you for me if I pass the order down, and then I will continue to chop our heads."

Some of the people around agreed, while others did not. Their eyes were staring at the rebels rushing up, holding swords tightly in their hands.

They agreed with Zhang Cheng's words and knew very well that once this battle was defeated and Bijie City was destroyed, they would die.

Under the city.

When An Bangyan watched his people rush to the foot of the city wall, he showed a smile of determination on his face.

As long as you can win Bijie City, you can open up a path for yourself to become the King of Luodian. I believe that Bijie City will not be able to hold on for too long under the fierce and continuous attack. They don’t have so many people, so you will definitely be able to win it easily.

At that time, I ordered in Bijie City, and the toasts around me must have followed me. Thinking of the bright future, how could An Bangyan not be excited?

An Bangyan had already sent people to contact chieftains from all over the world. As long as he took down Bijie City himself, these chieftains would definitely send troops to assist in the battle.

An Bangyan saw his subordinates building a ladder, and soldiers climbed the ladder to the top of the city.

The Ming army smashed the bows and arrows and stones down like money.

The two sides did not talk much nonsense, nor did they test it, and they were killed by the death when they came up.

Under such circumstances, the damage to the war came out instantly.

An Bangyan's men fell off the ladder like dumplings, and only a few could barely stand up. The ladder was covered with sticky blood, and some people almost slipped while stepping on it.

The Ming army on the top of the city shouted loudly to defend the city. Once someone was shot by a bow and arrow, they would lie down on the ground; some even fell directly from the top of the city. As soon as they were empty, someone quickly filled the vacant.

Soon An Bangyan's people rushed to the top of the city. After all, Bijie City was not that high, and it simply did not provide much strategic depth for the Ming army on the top of the city.

Zhang Cheng had a ferocious face and waved his knife to cut down a rebel who had just climbed up, and at the same time he called his subordinates to rush forward and suppress the people who rushed up.

As a military general, Zhang Cheng knew very well the importance of things.

The first wave of siege is definitely the time when morale is the strongest. If they can be suppressed, then their second wave will not be so fierce, and they may be discouraged when they reach the third wave.

If you can hold on for a few days, then the siege will be subconsciously cowardly when facing huge losses. Only in this way can you defend yourself.

In fact, if the first wave cannot be fought, there will be no future.

The Ming army on the top of the city gritted their teeth and red eyes, fighting towards the rebels.

For a moment, the shouts of killing were shocking.

Zhang Cheng personally led his men to rush over the city. Wherever there was a rebel rushing up, he would stick to it.

The fight lasted for most of the hour, and all the people who rushed to the city were strangled.

While rushing, Zhang Cheng called people to set fire.

They poured the turmeric oil down the ladder and lit it, so that the rebels could not climb up again.

"Set fire! Set fire!" Zhang Cheng shouted loudly, waving the knife in his hand.

"Press down there! Take the golden soup and pour it down for them to taste it!" Zhang Cheng shouted loudly.

After persisting for a long time, the rebels finally retreated.

Looking at the rebels who had retreated from the city wall, Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he was only a temporary relief, because he also understood that this was just the beginning, not the end.

After the rebels retreated, Zhang Cheng did not dare to relax at all. While commanding people to treat the wounded, he also asked someone to carry the brothers who died in battle.

Although many familiar people died in battle, it is not the time to mourn. At the same time, throw the enemy's corpses on the top of the city and let them fall under the city. On the one hand, it can shock the enemy, and on the other hand, it can block the enemy.

When the corpses reach a certain level, the rebels can set fire when they rush up and ignite the corpses to stop them from moving forward. Of course, this is also the last trick that they have to use.

Because burning corpses will also bake the city walls, which is not good for the city walls, and may even burn the city walls. This trick cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

As the battlefield was cleared out, Zhang Cheng's face was not very good.

At this time, Zhang Zhongmou also walked up from the bottom of the city. He came to Zhang Cheng and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Sir, it's okay." Zhang Cheng shook his head and said.

However, his face was a little depressed and hesitantly said: "In that round just now, more than 700 people were killed in battle, more than 400 people were seriously injured, and even more were slightly injured."

"There are only five thousand soldiers in the city. If we fight a few more times, we can't hold on. Sir, let the young and strong people in the city come up to defend the city." Zhang Cheng looked at Zhang Zhongmou and said in a low tone.

Zhang Zhongmou didn't expect that he could not stand it so soon, but he had just played the first round. Is it necessary to start the youth and strong guard the city?

But Zhang Zhongmou also knew that this was something that he had to do as a last resort. Since Zhang Cheng proposed it now, it was really a last resort.

Outside the city, in the enemy camp.

An Bangyan's face was not very good at this time. He actually lost more than 3,000 people in this round of charge, and this loss was too great.

He didn't expect that the Ming army was so strong, just a Bijie City, but he could afford to lose.

Looking at Bijie City, An Bangyan said, "Substitute people, send someone to the table."

"I don't believe it anymore. They can withstand one wave, can they withstand another wave? Go up and fight a few more times and you'll hit it."

In fact, An Bangyan had no good way, so he could only use this method to attack Bijie City.

Bijie City is a small city, and persistence does not exist. As long as you are willing to sacrifice, you will definitely be able to defeat them.

Only by capturing Bijie City and letting other chieftains see hope can they follow them. So now is not the time to retreat, and they have no way out.

After hearing An Bangyan's words, someone gathered a team and once again charged at Bijie City.

They waved their swords and rushed upwards.

A hundred miles away from Bijie City, Yuan Keli was walking forward with his people. Beside him were Li Biao and Zhang Yanfang.

Zhang Yanfang felt it was OK after marching along the way.

But Li Biao couldn't hold on anymore, his beard became messy, and his face became much haggard. Sitting on the horse, he seemed to be a little unsteady.

On the contrary, the elderly Yuan Keli seemed to have no feelings at this time.

Yuan Keli came to Li Biao's side by horse and said helplessly: "If you don't work, don't hold on. I've asked you to go back to Guiyang a long time ago, so you have to follow me."

Li Biao said helplessly: "This is older and his body is not that tough anymore. But the official still wants to follow him, and the official can persist."

Yuan Keli shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay."

He didn't know how to persuade Li Biao.

In fact, Li Biao felt that he would not be able to follow him. He was actually worried about Yuan Keli. Yes, he was just worried about Yuan Keli.

After spending this period of time together, Li Biao realized something. Whether it was Yuan Keli or Sun Chuanting who had just left, they actually didn't know that An Bangyan would rebel.

Although they said many reasons before, they were not sure. There was only one reason for the division of troops and sent people over, that is, An Bangyan was an unstable person.

Once the army enters Sichuan, if An Bangyan rebels, there will be problems in Guizhou. With Yuan Keli and Sun Chuanting, Guizhou must not have problems, so An Bangyan has become a problem that must be solved.

Yuan Keli came here with people rather than fearing An Bangyan's rebellion, but rather to solve this problem.

As for the solution, Li Biao actually already wanted it.

To be simple, An Bangyan has no intention of rebelling, so let's follow. He stays his subordinates and takes your people away, or even splits you away, until he feels that there is no threat.

As for the more difficult thing, it was that An Bangyan rebelled and killed him directly. This was what Li Biao was worried about. He felt that An Bangyan would not be obedient.

If I do something a little too much, An Bangyan will definitely rebel. After cleaning up An Bangyan, there will definitely be a lot of messes left.

By then, Sun Chuanting and Yuan Keli made great contributions and patted their butts and left. Isn’t this mess still his own?

What to do then?

So Li Biao has to follow him. If Yuan Keli does something too much, he can stop him.

If An Bangyan rebelled, he also hoped that Yuan Keli would not expand this matter. Otherwise, the matter here would be difficult to handle in the future.

Although Yuan Keli could guess Li Biao’s idea, he didn’t care. The reason was very simple, because Yuan Keli knew that Li Biao’s idea was correct.

I am here to eliminate the threat. An Bangyan must deal with it this time, no matter what method he uses. This matter does not matter whether it is right or wrong, but only about his position.

Just as Yuan Keli was thinking, the front suddenly became messy. Then someone beat a horse and ran towards him quickly.
To be continued...