Stimulated by wealth and women, the rebels were like wolves that had beaten the blood of expired chickens, and they raised their blades one after another, and poured over like a rolling tide.

The blue sky, already shrouded in a diffuse mist of blood, emitted a pungent smell of blood.

The whirlwind of death swept in, and everywhere it passed, there was merciless killing and the sad song of death. Mountains of corpses, bubbling blood, pooled into a river.

High in the sky, hundreds of vultures are circling, looking for prey to eat.

A soldier with a broken leg was holding a bleeding broken leg, howling in pain. But no matter how desperately he howled, none of the Pao Ze brothers who passed by him had any intention of stopping to pull him, and they didn't even look at it with their eyes.

At this time, they only have property and women in their hearts, where can they take care of any bullshit robes.

A soldier with a relatively large body glanced at him with slanted eyes, frowned, and stepped directly over his body.

Before he could let out a scream, countless Paozawa brothers from behind rushed up and completely trampled him into meat sauce.

"Rush, rush, siege, siege. The king said that the first soldier to board Wancheng will have a bounty of 10,000 and 50 beauties. After the city is broken, the property inside is grabbed casually, and the women are on it casually! A general desperately waved the battle flag and shouted at the top of his voice.

These words were crude, but they were enough to boost morale. Suddenly, the soldiers besieging the city, all of them were not afraid of death, like a rolling tide, and they rushed forward without hesitation.

On the top of the tower of Wancheng City, an old general who was close to the age of sixtieth armor, staring at bloodshot eyes, commanded his soldiers to resist desperately.

He is the Wancheng guard, the veteran Ming Zhong!

Now, he hasn't closed his eyes much for seven days and seven nights, and there are many scars on his body, some of which have scabbed, some are still bleeding, and the entire armor is blood-red, as if he has just been fished out of a pool of blood.

"Stabilize me, steady, you must defend Wancheng, defend Wancheng!" Like an angry beast, Ming Zhong raised his throat and roared, spreading his words to the ears of every soldier.

"Brothers, you have also heard that when the rebels break through the gates, they will slaughter the city, rob you of your belongings, kill your parents, your brothers, and destroy your wives and daughters and sisters. One step back is the homeland, no matter what, we have to defend Wancheng and defend the homeland! ”

"One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!" A few of the soldiers raised their voices and spread the words of the commander to the ears of every soldier.

Those soldiers who were demoralized, when they heard this, shouted loudly: "One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!" ”

"One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!"

"One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!"

………………

General Mingzhong's morale had been boosted, and he immediately commanded the soldiers and shouted: "Feather arrows are pressed, pressed, rolling stones, and sassal trees are all smashed down for me!" ”

The feathered arrows that covered the sky and the sun shot away like a storm. A hurricane of death was formed, and blood flew everywhere it passed, leaving no bones left.

A soldier who was longing to rush into the city and rob women and belongings was struck by a cold feather arrow through his throat before he could recover from his sweet dream. His eyes were torn, and he looked up at the city that was close to him, and fell on his back in a pool of blood. The body, which was not completely dead, twitched vigorously.

He wanted to shout out the feather arrow stuck in his throat, but he just let out a whining sound, and was directly trampled into meat sauce by the robe brothers who rushed up later.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Countless pieces of wood and rolling stones fell from the city walls, smashing the rebels who were lying on the ladders and preparing to attack the city.

"Archers, feather arrows press on, suppress the archers of the defenders."

"Siege, siege, erect ladders to siege."

"Beauty and gold coins are in front of you, as long as the city is broken, the property inside can be robbed casually, and the women can be on it casually!" Yin Ziwen, the vanguard general of the rebel army, shouted at the top of his voice.

Encouraged by him, and suppressed by his own archers, the rebels fought again as excited as if they had beaten the blood of an expired chicken.

Countless ladders were erected on top of the city walls again. The soldiers scrambled to climb up, ignoring the mountains of robed corpses below.

The rebels were far outnumbered on their side, and with the suppression of their archers, the defenders on the city walls suffered heavy casualties, and before they could react, some of the rebels had already been killed through the ladders.

"Defend me, defend, must defend, and must not let the rebels attack the wall!" Ming Zhong wielded a sword, cut in half a rebel who had already rushed to the city wall, and led his own soldiers to kill him.

The Lord is not afraid of death, how can the soldiers under his command have any reason to spare their lives?

Therefore, they all swung up like a deadly master, wielding their blades that were still dripping blood, and rushed over in unison.

When one of the guards saw that the wall he was defending had an enemy ladder erected, he immediately ran over and knocked it down.

However, before he could retreat, a cold feathered arrow passed through his choked throat, and blood was spilled on the spot.

At the end of his life, he remembered his wife who had stayed at home. They had just gotten married, and this group of rebels came to fight.

I don't know what happened to her now, if she dies in battle, how will she live?

Thinking about it, he fell on his back in a pool of blood, and his eyes still carried the concern for his wife at home.

Just then, the rebels stormed the tower and cut down one of the defenders. But before he could raise his butcher's knife again, the other defender raised his throat and let out a beastly roar. Then he rushed forward desperately, and in the way of exchanging his life for his life, he rolled down to the city wall, and fell into a bloody and broken body.

Because the rebels had already stormed the tower, in order to prevent accidentally injuring their own robes, their archers stopped for a while.

Having lost the suppression of the rebels' feathered arrows, the defenders were able to breathe. Under the leadership of the main general Ming Zhong, he desperately killed the past and killed all the enemies he committed.

Ming Zhong cut down the last rebel who attacked the city tower, and shouted at the top of his throat: "One step back is the homeland, we must defend Wancheng and the homeland!" ”

The defenders, who had just escaped death, heard the shout of the commander, raised their blades in their hands and shouted in unison:

"One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!"

"One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!"

"One step back is the homeland, defend Wancheng, defend the homeland!"

………………

The shouting shook the sky, making the rebels who still wanted to continue the siege instinctively shudder, and subconsciously retreated backwards.

Seeing that the soldiers on his side had retreated, Yan Le couldn't help but scold: "His grandmother's bear, this Ming Zhong old horseman is so strong, and he repelled another attack from us." ”

Zhao Wen pondered for a moment and said: "Now that more than half of the defenders in the city are killed and wounded, it is already the end of the crossbow, if we attack a few more times, we will definitely be able to take Wancheng with all our strength." ”

Yin Ziwen, who had just retreated from defeat, heard that his boss was still going to attack the city, and asked tremblingly: "King Wen, we have attacked seventeen times in a row, with heavy casualties and extremely low morale, do you want to slow down first?" ”

Zhao Wen glared at him fiercely, and shouted angrily: "General Yin, this king has not yet cured you of a crime that is unfavorable for attacking the city, and you dare to quibble again." If you can't capture Wancheng again in this round, you will not see me alive! ”

Hearing the boss's death order, Yin Ziwen couldn't wait to slap his mouth, and after answering with trembling, he went to reorganize the soldiers and horses and continue to attack Wancheng.

Yan Le glanced around, and said, "Ming Zhong is an old horseman, it won't last long, this time we will attack the city gates on all sides, I don't believe that with the good teeth of our 600,000 army, we can't gnaw this hard bone?" ”

Hearing Yan Le's suggestion, Zhao Wen pondered for a moment and asked, "Will the cost of such casualties be too great?" ”

Yan Le shook his head and said, "What's the matter?" As long as you capture Wancheng and rob the property and women inside, are you still afraid that there will be no soldiers who have taken refuge? ”

Hearing this, a cold smile rose on the corner of Zhao Wen's mouth, clapped his hands, and said, "Wonderful, wonderful, just do what you say." ”

Yan Le saw that Zhao Wen agreed with his plan, and immediately put forward a specific siege proposal: "In this way, the front and north city walls will be handed over to our Yan County soldiers, and your Zhao County will be responsible for the west and south." King Wen, what do you think? ”

Zhao Wen pondered for a moment, and after calculating the pros and cons clearly in his heart, he nodded with a smile and replied, "Okay, just do it according to the meaning of King Le." ”

Every 50,000 soldiers is a siege echelon, and the four walls are 200,000 troops. The 600,000-strong army was divided into three rounds of siege echelons, in a vain attempt to defeat it in one fell swoop and gnaw the hard bone of Wancheng.

In an instant, the four city walls, the flags fluttered, covering the sky and the sun.

The drums of war were beating loudly, one after another, like the grim smile of death.

The rebels who came from all directions, like a rolling tide, let out a surging whistling sound and surrounded Wancheng.

Seeing this scene, the defenders on the city tower were all frightened. At this time, their garrison was less than 80,000, and looking at this position, the number of rebels was likely to be ten times their number.

Ming Zhong raised his head slightly, glanced at the sky filled with blood mist, and his bloodshot eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

A bloody battle of life and death is about to begin, and I'm afraid everyone present will not be able to see the sun tomorrow, right?

"Siege!" Under the walls to the west, the rebels gave the order to attack the city.

"Siege!" Under the walls of the city to the north, the sound of siege trumpets also sounded.

"Siege!" Later, the southern city wall also resounded with the death song of the siege.

"Siege!" At the end of the frontal wall, the rebel general waved the flag in his hand and showed a grim smile.