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As the days passed, the atmosphere inside the embroidery city became more and more tense.

Finally, forty-three days after the last battle, another officer and soldier drove to the foot of the embroidered city.

This time it wasn't like last time, when it was just a team of more than 200 people, but this time it was a thousand people.

Cong Ye was a little puzzled, where did the Tungsten Country, which was at the bottom of the war with the Black Mountain Country, transfer so many troops?

Fortunately, after two months of training, more than 700 female soldiers in the city have already demonstrated their combat effectiveness.

Since more than 1,000 officers and soldiers were divided into two teams and launched attacks from the east and north gates, Cong Ye also hurriedly mobilized two female soldiers with 300 men each to divide the two city gates, leaving only more than 100 people as a maneuver.

And the clumps of leaves, which could not be split in two, had to run back and forth between the two city gates. In the event of an emergency, which gate will be supported.

Yan Jing was escorted by Zeng Jing and Miao Li, and followed closely behind Cong Ye.

This time, the officers and soldiers obviously came prepared, bringing not only numerous siege equipment, but also rockets. When the first round of rockets entered the city, it caused fires in many houses in the city. This was something that Cong Ye and the others did not estimate in advance, so they had to arrange for Yan Jing to bring Zeng Jing and Miao Li down to organize people to fight the fire.

The main task of Congye is to observe the ladders erected by the besieging enemy. Once it was discovered that an officer and soldier climbed the city wall along the ladder, the bushes and leaves were overturned along with the ladder and the people.

As a result, it was difficult to concentrate on dodging the rain of arrows from below, and soon, Congye was hit by the arrows again.

There is no hurry to call for the small flame, Cong Ye is still not very at ease with the small flame, lest he not listen to the greeting, regardless of the enemy and me.

It has to be said that the large number of rolling wood stones prepared in advance played an unexpected role. It seems that the officers and soldiers who came to attack the city did not expect that the embroidery city would be so well prepared, and the number of officers and soldiers who were injured under the rolling wood and stones alone amounted to hundreds.

So much so that the twin peaks of defense and offense fell into a stalemate for a while.

Naturally, the people in the embroidered city did not dare to open the city gate to attack it, and the officers and soldiers who were attacking the city outside the city did not dare to rashly launch a larger-scale attack because they were afraid of the rolling wood and stones falling down one after another.

By the time the rockets brought by the officers and soldiers were almost consumed, the fire that broke out in the city was basically stopped.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers outside the city who were temporarily resting seemed to be about to bury the pot and make rice, Cong Ye told Mei Lan and Zhuju a few words to the four of them, and in front of everyone, they jumped and jumped off the city wall at the east city gate.

This sudden scene suddenly made the officers and soldiers outside the city a little unbelievable their eyes, just when everyone didn't know whether the young man who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old was going to commit suicide or surrender, Cong Ye had already been beaten in front of him with a big iron stick of more than 80 catties.

Without the worry of being attacked by the other party, Cong Ye was completely released.

In addition, there is no need to worry about the opponent's bow and arrow in hand-to-hand combat, like a tiger entering a flock, everyone in the embroidery city only saw the round iron rod like a windmill, strangled all the way through the enemy's ranks. Soon, in the place where the bushes passed, the mutilated corpses of officers and soldiers were left behind.

With the strength of the leaves, coupled with the inertia of more than 80 catties of iron rods, it can really be said that you will die when you touch it, and you will die next to it.

With several exclamations, the officers and soldiers outside the East City Gate were unexpectedly dispersed by Cong Ye alone; Favorite concubine.

Seeing the officers and soldiers fleeing in all directions, Cong Ye didn't pay attention to it, dragged the iron stick, turned around and went straight to the officers and soldiers outside the north city gate.

The officers and soldiers at the north city gate, which had also stopped the siege, had already heard shouts and exclamations from outside the east gate, and even saw the officers and soldiers fleeing sporadically. They didn't know what was going on, but the first thing they saw was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy dragging an iron rod in a hurry.

"Quick, release the arrows, don't let him get close."

It was late, and when someone reacted and wanted to release the arrow, the bush leaves had already come closer. The iron rod was round again, and with a whining roar, it smashed its head and face.

Almost every stick can knock down two or three officers and soldiers, and as the officers and soldiers continue to fall to the ground and die, they are so frightened that all the officers and soldiers shouted, and they immediately scattered like the officers and soldiers outside the east city gate.

At this moment, the east and north gates suddenly opened, and three hundred female soldiers each, armed with spears or swords in wheel, shouted and killed.

The officers and soldiers who had long been frightened by Cong Ye's bravery, even if they found that they were only weak women who rushed out, no longer had the courage to turn over and fight.

As the saying goes, defeat is like a mountain, especially the desperate escape of several generals, which made more than 1,000 officers and soldiers flee in all directions without a leader, throwing off their armor and losing their lives.

Originally, when Cong Ye jumped down from the city, he told Mei Lan Zhuju that he instructed his female soldiers that once the city gate was opened, after rushing out, they must not fight alone, at least in a group of five people, and kill the officers and soldiers who are alone.

With Cong Ye's prior orders, many lone officers and soldiers were cut into pulp by the female soldiers.

In the evening, when the troops were collected and the battlefield was cleaned, it was found that no one in the embroidery city died, but more than 20 were seriously wounded, all of whom were wounded by the enemy's bows and arrows, and more than 100 people who were slightly injured were injured while participating in the fight against the fire in the city.

However, more than 1,000 officers and soldiers who came to attack the city left behind more than 300 corpses, and those who escaped with wounds would never be less than this number.

This should be a big win.

The embroidery city was suddenly filled with the joy of victory, and even some children set off firecrackers, and some old people beat gongs and drums.

For a while, the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums in the whole embroidery city was bursting, and everyone was happy.

And Cong Ye, the great hero of this battle, was surrounded by everyone, it was difficult to express his gratitude to Cong Ye in words, and the female soldiers took the lead in singing and dancing, and the rest of the people also joined in one after another.

The haze of the great war was swept away, and the cheerful atmosphere continued until nightfall, until a bright moon rose.

"Shaoxia, Embroidery City hasn't been so festive for several years, and this is all brought to us by Shaoxia."

The elders gathered around the bushes and kept saying words of thanks.

The women of each family were busy, taking out the best food in the house, holding out the fine wine that the family had treasured for many years, and placing it on the street together, and a long-lost celebration was held in the embroidery city.

Until the bush leaves were a little drunk and hazy, even Yan Jing, Mei Lan Zhuju, Zeng Jing and Miao Li were forced to drink a lot of wine; It wasn't until late at night that the lively crowd gradually dispersed.