A few arrows can take a life.

The woman in military uniform lost her jade face, shouted loudly, and ordered everyone to bow their heads and hide behind the arrow stacks.

The city wall was in a mess, and the corpses of the dead villagers were close at hand, just like the previous conjecture of the woman in uniform, the people defending the city waited to see the death within reach, and in the blink of an eye, their hearts were lost, and the cries and shouts were intertwined, which was extremely harsh, and the sporadic resistance seemed extraordinarily pale and powerless, and it was useless.

The woman in the costume felt cold despair in her heart, is this the true strength of the Caohai Iron Cavalry, Xiuchuan City has been guarded for eight days, it is almost a myth.

The constant death of acquaintances and the endless fear teased the last straw in the hearts of the people defending the city, and the woman in military uniform screamed in grief, and suddenly stood up, and three sharp arrows were like poisonous snakes, and stabbed at her impartially.

The woman in military uniform shouted angrily, the spear swung horizontally, and the last shot came first, picked up three sharp arrows, and said loudly: "Folks, follow me in the last battle!" There is our home behind us, and the people we have to wait for, the city is in the people, and the city is dead! ”

The chaos and ownerlessness in the eyes of the people defending the city in panic gradually receded, the crying was quiet, and some people held back their tears and raised their heads to look at the woman in military uniform.

The crisp and calm sentence seemed to have a different kind of magic that calmed down the rioting crowd.

The old man surnamed Qi rushed to the side of the woman in military uniform, pointed at the Caohai cavalry under the city and scolded: "You are a barbarian, you don't understand etiquette, and you will not die well if you offend my Dagan Shenzhou!" ”

The justice on the face of the old man surnamed Qi was quite ridiculous, which made people laugh and dilute the fear of the people guarding the city.

One, two, slowly some villagers gathered around the woman in military uniform, the cry on the city wall was quiet, but it was not extinct, and I saw the weak woman of the two decades leaning over while crying quietly, with a determination in her eyes that she was unwilling to give in.

The generals under the city turned a blind eye to the old man surnamed Qi, looked intently at the righteous and heroic woman in military uniform, cheered, and said loudly: "Dagan woman, you are much better than your Dagan man, report your name, I will not kill the nameless." ”

"Xiuchuan Pang Wanci, you remember."

The general laughed and said, "Okay, I remember, brothers, siege the city, and kill without mercy." ”

The soldiers shouted violently, and the sharp arrows were the first to grab the people, suppressing the people defending the city on the city wall.

The rest of the soldiers turned over and dismounted, and with a hurried rush to the city, they threw out the flying claws used to climb the city to hook the city wall, rubbed their bodies and climbed up.

There were scattered boulders and rolling logs falling overhead, all of which were dodged by these sturdy grass sea soldiers, and a few unlucky ones were smashed down, but they couldn't stop the footsteps of the siege soldiers no matter what.

Within a few moments, a soldier climbed up to the top of the city, Pang Wanci shouted fiercely, spears flew, and stabbed to death the first Caohai soldier who climbed the city wall.

With this delay, dozens of soldiers took the opportunity to cross the city wall, facing the old and weak women and children in these cities, like tigers entering a flock. Except for Pang Wanci, no one could stop these fierce and vicious Caohai soldiers, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of Dagan people fell in a pool of blood, twitching and wriggling.

At this moment, the city wall is almost the same as the hell of Naabi, the laughing grass sea soldiers, the Dagan people who cry and beg for mercy, and Pang Wanci, who is red-eyed and tearful, have the heart to save people, but they are also entangled by several grass sea soldiers, left and right, and are in danger.

Looking at the tragic death of the people in the city who had been smiling a few moments ago under the butcher's knife of the Caohai soldiers, Pang Wanci came from the sorrow, screamed loudly, cracked the corners of his eyes, and shed two tears of blood, but it was a pity that he was unable to return to the sky alone.

Pang Wanci was in a trance, and a grass sea soldier fiercely raised a knife to cut Pang Wanci's back.

Pang Wanci didn't notice it, and when he saw that he was about to be seriously injured under the Caohai soldier's knife, suddenly a figure crashed straight over, knocking the Caohai soldier who wielded the knife into a stumbling block.

The knife deflected, cutting through the uniform, leaving an inch-deep blood mark on Pang Wanci's back, but it was not yet life-threatening.

Pang Wanci's vest was painful, and her heart froze, and a spear flower bloomed from the spear in her hand, stabbing a Caohai soldier, and forcing another person back, looking back hurriedly, only to see the Caohai soldier who was secretly the killer in anger and slashed at the people of Dagan who hit him.

Pang Wanci fixed his eyes and saw that it was none other than the old man surnamed Qi.

The old man surnamed Qi shouted at Pang Wanci: "Mrs. Cheng, go quickly." After saying that, he shouted and threw himself at the oncoming saber.

Pang Wanci's heart was like a knife, but the whip was beyond his reach, and he was about to watch the old man surnamed Qi being cut in two by the Caohai soldiers.

At this moment, the shadow of this old Xiucai, who has never been welcomed, seemed to be frozen on the city, and the old man looked at Pang Wanci before he died, his eyes were as clear as when he was a child, full of gratitude.

Pang Wanci didn't know what the old man surnamed Qi was grateful for, but because he said a few words for him, but his heart was very hot, and he only felt that the tears on his face were also burning hot.

The old man surnamed Qi jumped up and blocked Pang Wanci's sight, Pang Wanci couldn't see what was happening, but out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something coming out of the old man's ribs, but this thing was too fast, he didn't see the appearance clearly, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he passed by Pang Wanci, bringing a cold wind.

There was a miserable cry from behind him, Pang Wanci looked back in amazement, only to see a Caohai soldier behind him as if he had been swept out by a strong force, flying high out of the city wall and falling.

Pang Wanci was confused, and another Caohai soldier who was stabbed by Pang Wanci was also stunned, stunned on the spot, not knowing what had happened.

The heavy object fell to the ground, and the sound of chirping followed, Pang Wanci looked over, and the old man surnamed Qi, who originally thought that he was going to die tragically, was still alive, but he jumped a little high, and it hurt to fall, so he screamed, and sat on the ground dizzily grinning.

Pang Wanci's face changed slightly, and his gaze was stretched again, and the Caohai soldiers had disappeared, replaced by a man in military uniform, with white hair on his sideburns, holding a spear with a blue and white body, quietly looking outside the city wall.

At the moment when the white-haired man appeared, the shouting and killing on the head of the city suddenly became quieter, and after a few breaths, it stopped abruptly, leaving only the moans and wails of the people defending the city.

Pang Wanci gasped, and looked up in shock, none of the dozens of Caohai soldiers who had killed the city wall were alive, and they were all killed by the samurai who came out of nowhere.

The white-haired man glanced back at Pang Wanci, smiled warmly, and nodded slightly.