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Chapter 472: Something Mysterious

Gently wiping away the blood with residual warmth on his face, Liu Mingzhi looked at the blood stains in his hands with some distraction, and the scene of Fang Cai appeared in front of him, the appearance of a head being cut off by his own sword.

"I killed someone?"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing on the side blankly.

Song Qing stared at the battlements with a cold expression, guarding against the enemy who could board at any time, and the horizontal knife in his hand was across his waist, so he could quickly strike a blow.

Hearing Liu Mingzhi's question, Song Qing nodded lightly: "Men should kill, there is nothing to panic about, once born and twice matured, even the enemy does not dare to kill, how can he live up to the seven-foot body given by God." ”

"Vomit .........."

After Liu Mingzhi came back to his senses, the heavenly sword in his hand was on the city wall, and he bent over and retched.

Liu Dashao, who had vomited all the bitter juice, relieved himself, looking at the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his expression was a little complicated, killing people, it sounded easy, but it was easy to collapse without a very strong mind to do it.

The sound of the blade entering the body came, and Song Qing casually beheaded the rebels who attacked the city wall one by one: "It's almost enough, the eldest brother was similar to you when he killed someone for the first time, and now I'm used to it, people have their first time, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, there is no need to have any psychological burden." ”

Liu Mingzhi took a few deep breaths and calmed his mind: "I know, if he doesn't die, I will die, this is the battlefield, with a benevolent heart, I am afraid of bringing myself and my brother into the abyss." ”

Another rebel who had attacked the city wall, looking a little happy, was about to jump onto the top of the city, when a bright sword pierced through the rebel's chest, and fell under his unwilling gaze, and nine times out of ten he would be crushed.

Or it is not impossible to be trampled into a pulp by the comrades who come after you.

The corpses under the city are piled up, and the blood is soaked in the loess, who cares about a person who doesn't know life and death.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the blood-stained Heavenly Sword: "How about it, brother's sword is not sharp enough." ”

Song Qing pursed his lips and raised a smile, looked at Liu Mingzhi, who had become calm and relaxed, with satisfaction, and nodded: "You kid, it's a loss to be a scholar, your heart is simply a natural war material, in fact, the eldest brother just deceived you, the eldest brother killed people for the first time, and he vomited and didn't eat for three days." ”

"Pour the gold juice."

Jeruhu's voice reached the ears of the defenders, and a pot of foul-smelling gold juice poured on the ladder.

Suddenly there was a miserable howl from the city, and you didn't need to look at it to know that it was quite terrifying.

Nine times out of ten, they will not survive, and sooner or later, the enemy burned by the golden juice will become inflamed and pus, and his whole body will ulcerate and die.

"Brother, can you use the jar you asked the brothers to bring up?"

"Don't worry, it's better not to use it in case you don't have to."

The empress on the tower of the city held a clairvoyant mirror to observe the rebels who were attacking the city one after another, her expression was extremely grim, and in just half a day, thousands of casualties on both sides had been killed and wounded.

The rebels besieging the city suffered more casualties, and the defenders took advantage of the city, giving full play to their advantage, and the number of enemies killed was several times greater than their own losses.

"Rush, .........."

The battle was fierce, but the horn of the rebel commander still signaled the attack.

The sound of slaughter under the city walls was overwhelming, and a steady stream of rebels were fearless to attack the city.

The pressure on the soldiers defending the city began to increase.

The thunderstone rolling wood has been almost consumed, and the only thing left is hand-to-hand combat.

Sure enough, after about half an hour, the heralds on the city walls began to convey the orders for melee combat, and all the Praetorian Guards defending the city drew their swords and stood up.

Without bows and arrows to block them, the pressure of the rebels hindered by the thunderstone rolling wood suddenly decreased, and they began to swarm and began to attack the city walls.

Finally, under the fierce and desperate charge of the rebels, some positions of the defenders at the head of the city began to gap.

The sound of fighting, the sound of swords fighting against each other resounded throughout the city wall.

The sword light and sword shadow, the blood light shines on the cold clothes.

Although the rebels who climbed the city wall killed many defenders, after all, they were still not as powerful as the defenders, and in the end, they were inevitably dismembered by knives.

A crisp sound of golden gongs came from under the city walls.

The signal of the withdrawal of the troops.

The rebels besieging the city began to retreat like a tidal wave, leaving behind a trail of corpses and a battlefield that stained the land red.

There was a disgusting smell everywhere, and the pungent smell made people frown frequently.

"Retreat, the rebels retreat."

On the city wall, the defenders shook the sky, and the sound of complete hearing was endless.

Yeluhu looked at the cheering soldiers and breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart tightened even tighter, and his morale soared, but the same situation was not optimistic.

As far as the eye can see, the corpses on the city wall are densely packed, and there are countless of them, both friend and foe.

The thunderstone rolling wood for defending the city was almost consumed, but the rebels' large siege equipment such as catapults and crossbows had not yet been used.

Just using simple tools such as ladders to attack the city is enough for him to be haggard, Yeluhu felt a little sour in his heart, and couldn't help but ask himself, can he really hold on for four days?

Will the reinforcements of the Great Dragon and the Huyan tribe really come? And when will we arrive?

"Mingrui, count the battle damage."

"Order."

"Boil it."

"The end will be."

"Lead the soldiers to repair the city walls and replenish supplies, and there will inevitably be a bloody battle next, a bloody battle that will never stop to the death."

"The last will be ordered."

"Yutai Road."

"The end will be."

"Take the soldiers to collect the bodies of their brothers who died in battle, and as for the corpses of the rebels, they will all be thrown into the city, and let them be collected, so that the plague will not spread."

"The last will be ordered."

Looking at the soldiers who began to clean up the battlefield, Yeluhu muttered a few times to a personal soldier next to him and turned to the city tower, it was time for him to report the results of the battle.

"Your Majesty, Jerod asks to see you."

"General Yelu, come in."

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, the minister has gained a strength, and the enemy's arrangement can be clearly observed from miles away............" Yeluhu happily held the clairvoyant mirror in his hand and prepared to show it to the empress, and suddenly found that the empress also held a clairvoyant mirror more delicate than herself.

"Your Majesty....... Your Majesty also has it, and the minister still thinks ,,,,,,,,,"

Yeluhu looked at the clairtelescope in his hand with some embarrassment.

The empress smiled faintly: "Obtained by chance." ”

"Is it the envoy of the Great Dragon, Liu Zheng, dedicated to His Majesty?"

"Huh?" The empress was stunned and laughed twice: "Sort of." ”

Yelu nodded clearly: "Your Majesty, I don't know if I should say something or not?" ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Your Majesty, although Lord Liu is a great dragon, he is also a strange person, if Your Majesty can get the assistance of this person, he will definitely be able to complete the dream of unification of the great cause in his heart."

The empress was stunned for a moment, and gently put away the clairvoyant mirror in her hand: "You also found it?" ”

"Your Majesty, when the enemy just retreated, the minister watched the phalanx of the soldiers of a big dragon, and there was no damage, the blade was more than several times that of our soldiers, and the rebels' swords could not cut through their armor at all, and the minister knew that this Liu Zheng envoy must still have some hole cards that he did not take out."

"Where, for example?"

Yeluhu pondered for a while: "For example, the wine jar where he led the soldiers of the Great Dragon Mission to bury outside the city, and the crockpots placed next to the trebuchet on the city, although I don't know what they are, but the unknown is the most terrifying. ”

"Your Majesty, General, Jerumo asks to see you."

Yeluhu smiled mysteriously: "Your Majesty, something mysterious is coming." ”

The empress was stunned and nodded with interest: "Pass it in." ”