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Gunshots exploded in the night.

It was the special soldiers who were still under the city who were providing "fire cover" for the robes who climbed the wall.

This term naturally comes from Zhao Dongting's mouth.

The special forces training manual and combat manual were all compiled by him personally.

A series of screams rang out from the top of the city.

Many of the guards near the edge of the city walls were shot and fell on the top of the city. Then it was ignited by the burning oil, and it kept fluttering, and the screams were even more terrible.

On the ramparts of the city wall, which only had a faint light, the special soldiers who climbed the wall were holding the rope with both hands, and their legs were constantly kicking on the wall, dodging the fire oil and rolling stones rolling down from above, and climbing upward.

It's just that in such a situation, the special non-commissioned officers also have a lot of losses. Or they were drenched in oil, or they were hit by rolling stones, or they were shot by arrows.

The arrows and rolling stones are slightly better, and the new steel armor on their bodies has good defensive power, but the fire oil is not even able to stop the advanced steel armor.

This is arguably the most brutal tool for defending the city.

Seeing someone screaming and falling off the city, Yang Kanglong and An Dongnan both gritted their teeth.

These soldiers were carefully selected by them, and they were all their heart's meat.

However, this is also a helpless thing.

These soldiers have not yet tried real special operations, and whether they are equipped or combat capabilities, they are far from being comparable with modern special forces.

The real iron-blooded hero can only be tempered in the flames of war.

Of course, compared to the rabble guards at the head of the city, these special soldiers are undoubtedly much more powerful. The number of losses is also much less.

After all, they were all smashed by Zhao Dongting with money, and the equipment, subsidies, and living conditions were not comparable to ordinary forbidden troops.

The shouts of killing grew stronger.

Some defenders jumped under the city, and some special soldiers climbed up to the top of the city.

The fighting soon spread across the west and north walls.

Although the number of special soldiers covered in black is small, they are superb in martial arts, and they are familiar with cooperation, and they rushed to the city head with a dragon gun in their hands, but they were not driven off the city.

They are firmly entrenched on the city walls.

Immediately, under the orders of An Dongnan and other generals, nearly 1,000 people came out of the grass that was about to spread by the fire and rushed to the city wall.

The march was silent, but the dragon guns in their hands kept coming out of sparks.

The sound of gunshots and screams made the people who were detained at the head of the city panic and cry and scream.

They were really frightened by this scene.

But they probably never thought that if it weren't for their lives, they wouldn't want to attack. At this time, maybe the Great Song Forbidden Army had already taken this Encheng Prefecture early.

Let the special forces storm the city, Miao Cheng really doesn't want to see these innocent people die under artillery fire.

Approaching the city walls, the marksmanship of the special soldiers became more accurate. The dense gunfire crushed the guards near the edge of the city into panic and retreated, not daring to rise again.

More and more special soldiers were able to climb to the top of the city.

Nearly 100 teams, under the leadership of their respective captains, took root on the city wall one after another. The distant enemy is struck with guns, and the close enemy is slashed with swords.

Only a very small number of people such as An Dongnan and Yang Kanglong are still under the city.

The guards on the walls were dumbfounded.

Some people scolded and screamed, afraid that they had encountered ghosts.

Because their arrows couldn't penetrate the armor of these Great Song Forbidden Army, which was unthinkable before.

Now in their eyes, these special soldiers are like turtles with thorns. Not only does it not hit, but it also stabs you from time to time.

How can these guards not be angry? How not to be aggrieved?

There was no stalemate in the occupation, and after the special soldiers arrived in the city, they quickly suppressed the guards with the power of the dragon gun.

The gap in combat effectiveness between the two sides is not something that can be made up by the number of guards of those rabble. After all, the number of them in the city was probably only about 3,000.

This is already all the power that Lou can mobilize.

He could not send all his men to keep vigil. That way, before the battle is fought, his soldiers will have to collapse first.

And just after seeing that the special soldiers had a tendency to take down the west and north walls, the real elite in the city was finally dispatched.

He is a good hand in the army.

In the past, the army fights, and such a good player may not be too conspicuous. But in the face of such night raids, they are usually able to achieve great results.

The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang.

Lou pressed the handle because he knew that the city was defeated, and he knew that those rabble alone could not stop the Great Song Dynasty forbidden army, and he couldn't hold it back at this moment.

There are hundreds of good brothers and sisters in the rivers and lakes, and these people were finally able to gather by Lou according to the handle to persuade those village owners.

In the night, the steps of these good hands are very light, and all of them have the ability to fly eaves and walk on the wall.

Even, there are masters of the Zhongyuan Realm among them.

People in such a realm already have a good status in the rivers and lakes. Not to mention in the county town, but in the ordinary county town, he is definitely a top person with a head and a face.

Some of them carried torches, but by the faint light of the fire, hundreds of them went to the west and north of the wall.

Although the Divine Dragon Gun is strong, and although the special soldiers are powerful, in the face of their resistance, I am afraid that they will also suffer a lot of losses.

The good hands of the rivers and lakes talk about small fights, which is really not something that ordinary soldiers can look up to.

However, just when these good hands were still about a few tens of meters away from the city wall. In the night, someone suddenly appeared from the corner of the street and greeted them.

The two sides are only more than ten meters apart.

At this distance, you can already hear each other's sounds clearly without relying on your eyesight, just by using your ears.

Someone immediately shouted, "Who is it?" ”

The people who greeted these good players were all men in black, and they were masked, and in the deep night, no matter how good their eyesight was, they obviously couldn't see their appearance.

There was no response from the men in black, who numbered only a dozen people.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and then fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

This made the good players in the rivers and lakes of the villages change color slightly, and some people exclaimed: "Be careful!" ”

They all thought they were good at reaching out, but in front of this group of men in black, some people immediately lost their lives. Obviously, this group of people in black is also very human.

When they got closer, it seemed that they could already sense the thick murderous aura on these black-clothed people.

"It's a killer!"

Someone exclaimed again.

The distance of more than ten meters passed, and several of the good players in the city had fallen to the ground.

"Go to the room!"

Someone drank low.

Immediately someone realized, kicked his legs on the ground, jumped high, and then stepped on the pillars of the nearby house, and slid towards the roof.

They naturally wanted to surround the black-clothed people in front of them.

They are all men who lick blood from the knife edge, and they are afraid to retreat just because they have lost a few people, which is impossible. No one can fucking afford to lose this man.

In the faint light of the torches, the two sides finally met. Fighting, spreading in an instant.

The scene here is far less powerful than that on the city walls, but when it comes to the killing machine, it is not much worse.

There are hidden weapons flying around.

In such a night, if you want to avoid these hidden weapons, you have to rely on ear power.

Those who are not strong are often not spared, and after being hit, they don't know where the hidden weapon came from, so their muscles twitch and fall to the ground.

Before he died, he was unexpectedly unwilling to spit out two words, "toxic ......"

It's like a rehearsal.

The man in black was ruthless and decisive, and he had just made contact, and he actually killed as many people as many as a few good players in the city.

Their identity is naturally the worship of the Shadow Hall of the Great Song Dynasty Wuding Hall.

Originally, their martial arts were quite good, and since they were trained by Yue Yue, the top master in the rivers and lakes, when it comes to fighting skills, they are far from being comparable to ordinary masters.

Blood was spilled on the long streets.

The masters of the rivers and lakes in the city to the west and north were all stopped by more than a dozen shadow halls.

Dozens of figures fought on the long street.

You come and go, you can't see it real.

In fact, in terms of strength, the worshippers of the Shadow Hall are still at a disadvantage. Among them, there are not many masters in the Zhongyuan Realm.

However, they have the upper hand. The good men in the city were losing much faster than they did.

This made a lot of good hands jump and scold their mothers.

These doggy men in black are too fucking vicious, even more vicious than those of them who can already be considered unscrupulous.

You talk about it.

What the hell is it that you suddenly open your mouth and shoot a silver needle out of your mouth?

What the hell is the poison on the sword?

Some even had poison smeared on their clothes.

That's really ...... Anything goes.

But killers, isn't that how it should be?