In four battles a day, all of his soldiers and horses felt tired, but they couldn't shake the white-robed army in the city, even if they were half on the defensive, Er Zhurong was also shocked: This white-robed thief can't be beaten with iron?

It's no wonder that Er Zhurong was dizzy for a while, otherwise with a veteran general like him, but he can calm down and think about it carefully, when he knows that this Beizhong City is originally a fort, covering an area that is not very large, and the white-robed army does not need to go out at all when the fight starts, just go to the city in batches, and the rest of the people can hide in the city to rest.

In fact, the white-robed ghost handsome Chen Qingzhi dispatched properly, and he had already achieved the ultimate in the allocation of troops, so would he have no spare strength?

The next morning, there was another battle, but the northern army still did not take advantage of it, and the army complained about the loss of troops.

Zhong Wenwu didn't dare to persuade yesterday, firstly, he and the others really did not expect that Beizhong City would be so difficult to fight, and secondly, seeing that Tianzhu was angry and hateful, no one dared to touch his moldy head. After the fifth battle this morning, the big guys couldn't bear it anymore, and they all admonished Er Zhurong, saying, "The white-robed thief is strong, and the North Central City must be slowly drawn."

Erzhurong finally woke up and did not dare to act recklessly, so he ordered the troops to take turns to attack the city. Only 4,000 soldiers and horses were arranged in each round, which was enough to attack the four sides of Beizhong City, and the rest of the men and horses were camped on the spot and rested in their tents to save their strength.

Sure enough, when the war is fought again, the Northern Army is a newcomer every round of rushing up, how can it not be full of strength? The pressure on the white-robed army increased sharply, and they had to fight hard to deal with it.

From morning to afternoon, unconsciously three more battles were fought in a row, and although the northern army had never competed, except for the 12,000 people who participated in the battle, the rest of the people were in high spirits, and they were about to start the next battle, and they hardly stopped.

Chen Qingzhi secretly complained at the head of the city: There were four battles yesterday, and at this time today, it is a full four battles, eight battles in two days, and the brothers will take turns to change the guard, and they can't bear it. There are many northern thieves under the city, and they attack one after another, and they will never stop, and my white-robed army will be beaten with iron, and it will eventually be transformed. What to do?

Pei Guo was beside him, and he also saw the hidden worry, gritted his teeth and said: "For today's plan, I will have to fight hard to hurt Er Zhurong, so that he will not dare to move lightly." ”

"Indeed it should be. But then the plan will be settled? ”

"It's better for me to lead the cavalry in the army, open the door and raid, and go straight to Erzhurong's main formation!"

"It's not that urgent. What's more, the elite soldiers under the command of Er Zhurong are like clouds, and if Xiaokuan says to take his own formation," Chen Qingzhi shook his head and said, "I don't dare to let you take risks." ”

As he spoke, the door of the Northern Army camp was opened, and countless soldiers of the Northern Army rushed to the sound of drums and horns, and the ninth battle began.

Pei Guo hurriedly said: "Envoy... ”

Chen Qingzhi waved his hand: "Don't worry! I have my own way, and I will definitely hurt Er Zhurong. ”

Four or five thousand soldiers of the Northern Army surrounded the small Beizhong City, and struggled to climb amid shouts.

After the previous three battles, the Northern Army had already noticed that the combat strength of the White Robe Army had declined, and the damage of the Northern Army in each battle was only hundreds. At this time, when he attacked again, he found that the white-robed thieves in the city were about to run out, and the arrows were sparse and there were few wood and stones.

The commander of the Northern Army was overjoyed and secretly thought: The monstrous achievement of breaking the city is about to fall on my head? At that moment, he drew his sword and roared, urging the whole army to attack desperately. In a short time, several places climbed the city, and the opening became bigger and bigger, and the commander of the northern army did not hesitate to raise his shield and climb the ladder in person.

When Er Zhurong heard that the city was about to be broken, he was overjoyed to come to watch the battle, and saw that on the four walls of the North Central City, the black pressure was full of soldiers of the Northern Army, which was also spectacular.

Er Zhurong laughed, and his phoenix eyes shone brightly: "Okay, good!" The white-robed thief should have no strength, and he can't stop my Erzhu Xiong soldiers anymore! ”

The voice just fell, and the situation changed sharply!

Although it is far away, you can still hear the continuous sound of "Xiu Xiu Xiu" in your ears, like rain, like wind, and the violence does not stop. As far as the eye could see, the soldiers of the Northern Army who rushed forward suddenly turned into stumps and leaves in the wind, withered and fell, and had no power to fight back. Peeling oranges, the dense Northern Army array was torn apart one by one, and one by one collapsed.

It turned out that Chen Qing ordered to show weakness and lead the northern army to the city with all its might. The white-robed army hid at the head of the city, and the Southern Dynasty crossbow carried by the army has been reluctant to use it, and this time it was all moved up, and when the time came, it seemed to be spilled without money.

As soon as the big killing weapon was sacrificed, the northern army was killed immediately, and it was injured when it was rubbed, and the ghost cried wolf for a while, and the army was defeated. More than 4,000 soldiers of the Northern Army rushed up, and only about 400 people escaped with their lives, and even the main general made ten thousand arrows pierce the heart and die.

The Northern Army watching the battle from a distance was dumbfounded, and Er Zhurong had a chest ache and almost couldn't hold his breath.

Yuan Tianmu sighed and persuaded: "If you continue to fight like this, the damage is too great to sustain." The army is rushing to make siege engines, which will be available almost tomorrow. Today... It's better to withdraw the troops. ”

In two days and nine battles, plus the previous night attack by the white-robed army, the loss of the northern army has been as high as 15,000, equal to one-tenth of the 150,000 of the whole army. 500,000 is just a claim, of course Er Zhurong knows this bit of his own family background, and his flesh hurts, so he nodded helplessly at the moment: "Mingjin, go back to the camp!" ”

The northern army retreated in panic, the head of the city in Beizhong City was thunderous, and the morale of the white-robed army was like a rainbow, but the face of the main general Chen Qingzhi was very happy--- he was clear in his heart, the crossbow of the big killing weapon in this battle had been exhausted, so when the next battle came, what should he rely on to win?