"Report!" A soldier who was hit by an arrow was wounded, dragged a crippled leg, ran to the head of the south gate, and knelt on one knee, "The commander of the southern military army, the soldiers of the west city gate are ready to attack the city!"

"It's good to come!" Nan Wu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he shouted: "Brothers, the time has come to make meritorious contributions!"

Immediately, the spear in his hand turned, danced a spear flower, and threw it to the ground: "Brother Yu, if you bring 200 people to reinforce the West City Gate, you will die! You can't let this group of mongrels break through the West City Gate and bully the people in the city!"

"Command!" A swarthy man with a stubble on his face, glaring at his apricot eyes, shouted angrily, "The people are at the city gate!"

With that, the man carried a halberd and led two hundred men along the horse path on the city wall towards the west gate.

"General Nanwu can be?" Lu Qin stood within a hundred steps of the city under the south city gate, raising his head and shouting at the city tower.

"The general doesn't dare to be, Nanwu is a martial artist, I don't know who is shouting under the city, report the name!" Nanwu held down a soldier who wanted to shoot the man on the horse with a crossbow, and the shield wall at the head of the city opened a hole, and he, like the man under the city, completely ignored the cold arrows and arrows of the two armies fighting, and stood proudly.

"In the lower Lou clan department, the leader of the Shenwei 'Tian' character village Lu Qin, although Brother Nanwu is not a general, but Brother Nanwu's courage is no less than the god of war of our clan, Lu Qin is also admired, but today I also have 20,000 people in the Lou clan, and there are less than 1,000 defenders in the city of Brother Nanwu, why resist, if you surrender, I will ensure that you and your brothers can live. Lu Qin shouted loudly, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Since he is a soldier, and the battlefield is stained with blood, what is the fear of the horse leather shroud? How dare he fear the enemy without a fight, and surrender easily. You and others have sent troops without authorization, ignoring the covenant between the two countries, disregarding the safety of the people, and ruining the lives of the people. If you still have a conscience, why don't you retreat and return to the nest, why bother to recreate the killing karma!" Nan Wu slapped his palm on the battlement of the city wall, and said in a deep voice, his eyes looked at the crowds of soldiers returning to the building under the city, his eyes were fierce, and the cold light flickered.

For a while, Lu Qin was speechless, his expression was gloomy, he didn't want the clansmen to be peaceful, this time he went north to attack the Emperor Linguo, the disaster had actually spread to the entire Huanlou clan, and the successive wars had already taken the lives of tens of thousands of Huanlou men.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, the last trace of reason in his heart made him sober, turned his horse's head, pulled out the silver Miao blade on his waist that symbolized the power of the leader of the Shenwei "Tian" character Miao Village of the Huanlou clan, and shouted: "Shenwei 'Tian' Zizhai listens to the order, all retreat for thirty miles, and no one can fight without my order, and those who violate the order - behead!"

As soon as the words came out, the soldiers under the city began to surge in an instant, and the troops of more than 4,000 people approached Luqin one after another, and then followed him to retreat towards the mountains and forests in the south in an orderly manner.

"Hahaha...... The leader of Luqin is really a hero among the people, Nanwu admires, if this cheap life can survive by luck, Nanwu is willing to drink with the leader of Luqin!" Nanwu was taken aback, and couldn't help but admire this person, his face was soothing, and he laughed heartily.

When Lu Qin heard the sound, he turned his head to meet the man's laughter, and also laughed loudly: "Hahaha...... Well, if I can get away with it, I will definitely have a drink with the Nanwu brothers. ”

- Yes, this time I withdrew from the army without permission, I don't know what the Witch King should do with himself?

"Luqin! you dare to disobey the will of His Royal Highness the Witch King, you, you ......" Hong Jiang gritted his teeth angrily, pointed at Luqin and scolded, and his childish face turned red because of anger.

Lu Qin also ignored her, riding a horse with the people of Shenwei 'Tian' village retreating towards the south, when the two passed shoulders, he suddenly turned his head, did not stop, and glanced at Hong Jiang, as if he was ridiculing, and a smile appeared on his face, so that the already cold face, as if bathed in the sun, gentle as water.

"You, you ......" Hong Jiang grabbed a jade flute under his knee and smashed it towards Luqin, "You bastard, I have to let His Royal Highness the Witch King slaughter you, bastard......"

Immediately, it was a young man in a dark blue Miao suit, his head was slightly tilted, his long hair fluttered in the wind, he reached out and grabbed it in the air, caught the white jade flute in the air, turned his head, raised the hand holding the jade flute, and waved. He did not stay any longer, and rode his horse towards the mountains and forests to the south.

A cold arrow of "whoosh" pierced the sky, galloped, and nailed it to the chest of a general who was riding a horse in front of Hongjiang, the arrow was clustered through the body, and a stream of blood gushed out, and the general who was riding a horse was weak, and the hand holding the reins was loosened, and he fell off the horse.

"Ahh

Not far away, a strong man riding a brown horse under the city gate suddenly heard a woman's exclamation, turned his horse's head, and rode his horse in the direction of the soft couch.

"Protect the Holy Maiden, protect the Holy Maiden......" Camuzer shouted as he galloped.

"Ouch! missed. A sturdy man holding an iron shield on the tower sighed.

"Holy Maiden!" Kamuz galloped with his whip raised, his reins in his right hand and his sword in his left, his body straight and defensive, protecting her in front of her.

The girl in red came back from the arrow just now, frowned, and looked intently in the direction where the arrow flew just now, only to see that on the city tower in the distance, a man was holding a longbow, and a silver armor was stained with blood.

"Kamu, kill him for me!" Red said with gritted teeth, squeaked, and said viciously, but her eyes did not take the slightest look off the man.

"Yes, Lord Saint!" Kamu nodded, turned his horse's head, and shouted to the dozens of soldiers holding rattan shields on the side, "Protect Lord Saint." ”

After speaking, Camus rode his horse and galloped towards the direction of the city tower, waving the cold and heartfelt Miao blade in his hand and commanding: "Holly Miao Village, Deling Miao Village, Huangyang Miao Village, siege ......"

Under the order, Dian Cloud City was instantly shrouded in a layer of murderous aura, and more than 4,000 people braved the rain of arrows, stepped on the rotting corpses, carried the siege ladder, protected the top of their heads with one arm, and the rattan round shield tied to their arms was full of arrows.

"The people who returned the building have begun to attack the city! Stones, drumming and giving orders, the south city gate is ready to defend against the enemy, and the thunder is ready!" Nan Wu's eyes were cold, he roared, and the silver spear in his hand was slashed.

Shi threw down the bow in his hand, ran quickly to a war drum erected in front of the tower, grabbed two heavy drum hammers from the drum rack, and struck them three times and one lightly, and the dull and lengthy drum sound filled the entire south gate in a fighting sound.

The soldiers pulled out the head knife on their waists and pried open the wooden boxes, and the iron gourds weighing more than ten pounds were passed to the soldiers holding torches at the mouth of the city wall in an orderly manner, and the soldiers did not hesitate to use the torches to ignite the fuse on the thunder and throw it to the bottom of the city wall.

A series of explosions came from under the city, and the bones of the soldiers who were carrying siege equipment flew horizontally, and some of the soldiers who returned to the building were cut off half of their heads by the shrapnel that flew off, and their brains were mixed with red plasma splashed several meters high, and the arms that were crippled by the explosion stuck to the flesh and skin, hanging on their bodies, and the white bones were exposed.

Under the city wall, it was like a Shura field, and the terrible howls of the soldiers shook the entire valley, and the blood flowed into a small river, like countless blood-colored vines, crawling all over the land under his feet. The explosion thundered and plowed the sea of corpses and blood under the city wall again.

The people who returned to the building seemed to know the pain, and the soldiers who had been bombed and their limbs flew sideways and their intestines leaked to the ground, like turbulent waves, surging towards the city wall.

The copper bell of "Ding Ding" came from below the dark well, and a sergeant wearing an iron armband who was responsible for transporting the thunder on it was suddenly shocked, his face turned pale, and he blurted out a low voice: "The thunder is exhausted!"

The sergeant ran to Nanwu's side, clasped his hands into fists, and shouted, "Commander, the thunder has been exhausted!"

"What!" Nanwu, who was observing the battle by the city wall, was also shocked.

"The enemy attacked the night before, and eight boxes were used, and there are only fifteen boxes left......" The sergeant in charge of the quartermaster bowed his head and said with a slurrel.

"Go and prepare to roll wood, flowing stones! Go quickly!" In an instant, the green tendons on Nanwu's face burst out, and he shouted angrily - it seems that he will run out of food today.

"And the city, and the city, and the wood, and the stone......"

Yes, more than two months have passed since they were alone in Yunyun City, and they have struggled to defend the city all the way, and they have not seen the military supplies that have come to help, and even the reinforcements sent by the emperor have not arrived. In order to defend this Yunyun City, the trees in the city have long been cut down, and even the beams of the barracks have been torn down and made into arrows.

However, the enemy's offensive has not weakened, but has become more and more difficult to parry, and I wonder if we will be able to see the familiar sun of the past again?

"Fight!"

"Yes, fight! fight with these bastards!"

"Spelled ......"

The soldiers in the city pulled out their skulls and slammed the iron armor on their chests, and more than 600 people shouted, their morale was high, and the shouts shook the sky.

"Good!" the man's worried eyes brightened with shock. He held his head high and looked at the group of brothers who had stayed with him and shared their suffering. This is fate, fate has brought them together, and has tightly condensed the small people into an impregnable wall.

"Benefactor!" When he was out of his mind, a withered voice suddenly came from his side, "Benefactor! You have paid so much for us old and weak women, and we will help you defend this city by demolishing houses and tiles." ”

Nan Wu looked back at the person who spoke, and saw an old man with gray temples, hunched waist, and covered in patches, supported by a little girl, walking in front of him with a cane.

"The old man must not, the house is demolished, and the people in the city will have to eat and sleep in the open!" Nanwu threw away the spear in his hand and stepped forward to support the old man.

"If this group of people who have been injured by a thousand knives return to the building enter the city, their lives will be gone, what is the use of asking for a house!" The bamboo crutch in the old man's hand slammed the bluestone bricks under his feet, and he blew his beard and scolded the people who returned the building.

"Go Cuicui, organize the big guys to demolish the house, and send the benefactors to the front line. After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked away with the little girl named Cuicui, staggering.

"Okay!" he looked at the old and rugged back in the distance, bowed heavily, and shouted, "Swear to live and die with the people—— kill!"

"Kill, kill!" the soldiers stationed there shouted in unison, all with murderous faces on their faces, ready to fight.