Han Rui had lost count of how many slave soldiers he had cut down.

Maybe dozens, maybe hundreds?

was crying bitterly and slashing repeatedly, and Han found that the Hun soldiers who rushed up were not the same as before.

In his hands are bronze swords, more cunning and stronger than slave soldiers.

Not at all like before, he was chopped and chopped off the city wall.

After they climbed the ladder, they did not rush to climb to the top of the city, but would first deliberately show their heads, wait for the swords of the defenders to swing down, and then cunningly dodge, and take the opportunity to climb the city wall.

After going up the wall, they will try to kill the defenders, but they will not get into a fight, but after killing or driving away the defenders in front of the battlements, they will guard the ladder behind them, so that more Huns can climb the wall.

After a while, one person had been killed on the city wall where Han Rui was located, and the Huns who killed the defenders were vigilant around, and in an instant, five or six Huns had climbed the wall.

They formed a circle to protect the ladder behind them, and on the ladder, a steady stream of Hun soldiers were trying their best to climb up.

The 'stronghold' was formed, and the soldiers were in a dilemma.

To besiege that stronghold, you will lose your defensive position, allowing more Huns to climb up.

If you don't care, that stronghold will get bigger and bigger, and in the end it will still be defeated.

At the moment of the dilemma, Luan Bu's loud voice came: "Don't be distracted, keep your position!" ”

Before the words fell, in the battle of the Chinese army's personal guards, there was a piercing sound of the winch of the crossbow machine turning.

Boom!!!

With a loud bang, a huge thigh-thick 'arrow' shot out of the bed crossbow.

The 'stronghold' composed of more than a dozen Hun soldiers instantly flew flesh and blood, leaving only a stump and severed arm.

"I'll go! Sniper Barrett: Ah, this is! ”

Han Ruizheng was shocked when a person ran out of the guards beside Luan Bu and blocked the battlement that had just been broken through.

Seeing that the victory was about to fall, the Huns attacked even more fiercely.

The soldiers of the Han army thought in their hearts: Hold on until dawn, reinforcements will arrive, you must hold on!

The Hun soldiers calculated: they had to retreat at dawn, and they had to capture Yunzhong!

The situation gradually became white-hot in the tenacious will of both sides.

Every moment, there will be Hun soldiers who fall down the ladder and fall from the top of the city several feet high, but the others will rush even more frantically.

The defenders, too, every once in a while, an unlucky guy would be cut down to the ground, and the broken position soon formed a stronghold of the Huns.

The bed crossbow immediately 'fired', and the guards around Luan Bu went to fill the loopholes one by one.

The battlements had long been filled with broken limbs, and the defenders were exhausted, and their bodies had long been stained with the blood of both the enemy and themselves, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered, waving their swords in their hands.

The battle was at a stalemate, and the walls were extremely fierce.

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Three hundred steps outside the city, bald eagle-like eyes still staring straight at the corner tower.

From the moment Nahan left the guards around him one by one to fill the defensive line, Bald Li has been waiting.

Wait for the time when a bed crossbow arrow is exhausted, and the Han will be exhausted.

The whip was clenched tightly in his hand, and the minutes and seconds passed.

Far east, at the junction of heaven and earth, a trace of fish belly white is gradually revealed.

It's almost dawn.

"Can't wait any longer!"

Bald Li turned his head and took one last look at the Aries King's tent in the distance behind him.

"There will only be one chance to challenge the wolf king..."

Either you die, or I die!

Take out the dagger, hold it up with both hands, and solemnly worship the gods.

"Bless your most loyal and brave people, great plough heaven!"

The dagger in his hand slashed across his cheek, leaving a hideous trail of blood.

Pulling out the bronze hammer, he rode bald and galloped towards the city wall, his face full of madness on the blood flow.

Han Rui, who was fighting with the Hun soldiers, saw in the distance in a trance, and galloped to the city.

"Big fish..."

It's a pity that the tight city defense left Han Rui with no time to take care of anything else, and he couldn't carry out the 'beheading' operation.

Han Rui would not have thought that the choice at this moment would leave him with lifelong regrets and remorse.

The Hun general did not deliberately hide his figure, jumped up from the battlement on the side of the corner tower, put down one person and rushed straight to the corner tower, which was bound to promote the 'king to king' of the two generals.

Luan Bu had already seen this big man and galloped from a distance, but unfortunately the bed crossbow had broken the string in high-frequency use.

sighed, and was about to kill it himself, but his hand subconsciously touched his waist, but he couldn't touch the sword...

Han Rui tried his best to knock down the ladder in the defensive area, and just wanted to take a breath, he saw this scene.

The Hun man galloped away at the corner tower, but the veteran Luan Bu was unarmed...

"Oops! The old man's sword is with me! ”

The Hun general was already less than twenty steps away from the corner tower, and it was too late to rush over at this time.

When his eyes were about to split, Zhang Weiyang, who was not far from the corner tower, abandoned his defensive position and rushed to the corner tower.

Don't forget to turn around and shout: "Han Er, you guard the city defense for me, and I'll save the general!" ”

Han Rui hurriedly ran to the battlements left by Zhang Weiyang, and after cutting down the two of them, he used a long stick to knock down the cloud ladder.

"Han Er? Why do you call me that? ”

Just as he was looking back in confusion, he saw the picture that burned into his mind and lasted for a lifetime.

The Hun general had just stepped on the steps of the corner tower when he heard the footsteps behind him and turned his head.

Seeing that it was an ordinary soldier, there was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he also held a bronze hammer in his left hand, and swept over with both hands.

Zhang Weiyang only cared about the safety of the main general, galloping all the way, and there was no time to stop his body.

Under the double impact, the bronze hammer smashed into his chest!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and when I lowered my head, I saw that my chest was deeply dented...

"Brother Zhang!!"

Han Rui's mind was blank, and the sudden change was like a talisman, nailing Han Rui in place.

His eyes were stunned as he watched Zhang Weiyang slowly fall, and he was dying...

There was a rage in his chest—a rage, some unknown brutality driving his body.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

roared, and rushed towards the Hun general with his sword.

Seeing that there was another little soldier, he was annoyed in his heart, and he was about to reproduce Fang Cai's classics.

And he saw the little soldier leaping up from the ground about two feet from him, and the long sword in his hand was raised above his head, and he struck at him.

"The gods are above, is this still a human?"

The little soldier jumped, almost more than a foot high!

With a sense of consternation, Bald made the stupidest and final decision of his life: he held the bronze hammer above his head and tried to block the minion's attack.

In the next moment, Bald Li saw an unbelievable scene!

In his left eye, he saw that he was falling off the wall; And in his right eye, he saw that the little soldier, whose eyes were red, looking at himself who had fallen to the ground!

"Am I dead?"

"Plough the sky, why didn't you bless me..."