It is not terrible to die on the battlefield, because once the two armies fight, the more afraid the sergeant is, the closer he is to death. The tragic killing had already numbed the nerves of the two warring sides in front of Anton Wei.

Under the onslaught of the attacking imperial army, there were already a few sergeants who began to approach Anton Wei's city wall, and the ladders that were made out one by one began to lean on the city wall continuously.

Ants of the imperial court risked their death, climbing the ladder one after another, with only one purpose, that is, to rush to the city wall.

The Dongjiang army on the city wall, while dodging the feather arrows falling from time to time in the air, under the command of Wu Qiu, kept destroying the ladders that leaned against the city wall.

"Shoot ......"

Ma Ren's voice was completely hoarse, and after less than half an hour of fighting, he couldn't remember how many times he had ordered the cannon to be fired.

Ma Ren's whole body was blackened by black gunpowder, like a person who had just come out of the coal cellar, and all that was left of his body was the pair of teeth and the reflected light of his eyes from time to time.

And those artillery were even more miserable, and the fierce artillery fire did cause a lot of casualties to the imperial army. However, under the impact of the imperial army's casualties, more and more soldiers have rushed through the area covered by artillery fire.

The artillery has also become hot due to frequent firing, and some have even begun to explode. This caused more confusion and a lot of casualties for the artillery.

The castle tower was filled with black smoke in the air and the choking smell of gunpowder. At the same time, it was also mixed with a trace of blood, the war was still ongoing, as long as the imperial army was still attacking, the artillery on the city tower did not stop.

Numb reloading shells, then numb ignition shots, aiming is already redundant. As long as the artillery fires cannonballs, it can always kill many imperial soldiers on the battlefield. Ma Ren was also numb, and he repeated the roar of the cannon over and over again.

At this moment, all the artillerymen had already buzzed in their ears, and their ears were ringing from the artillery, and they did not hear Ma Ren's order to open fire at all. They just stared at the flag soldiers waving the order flag next to Ma Ren, as long as the command flag that fired the cannon moved, they would not hesitate to light the fire and open fire.

Compared with the situation on Ma Ren's side, Wu Qiu's side was even more troublesome, they had already given up the muskets that had become chicken ribs, and began to fight with the imperial army that kept rushing up with sabers in hand.

Wu Qiu rushed to the front of a cloud ladder at this moment, and the Dongjiang Army guards here had been killed and became a vacancy. The imperial army was jumping up the city tower without stopping, and he immediately rushed over with his knife, filling the vacancy at the critical moment, and once again beating back the imperial army that rushed to the city wall.

"Resist the enemy's ladder, not a single one is allowed to come up, his grandmother's ......" Wu Qiu's angry scolding was a little redundant at this moment.

After all, more and more imperial troops rushed up, and the Dongjiang Army, which had less than a thousand defenders, could not take care of it. Although the current situation is still under the control of the Dongjiang Army, it will definitely not last long, and this city wall will inevitably be lost.

Lu Xiangsheng, who supervised the battle on the ground, his face was gloomy, his heart was both excited and gloomy, and he felt heartache for those soldiers who died on the road to the impact, and he was also excited that he was about to occupy the city wall and break the victory of Anton Wei was just around the corner.

The contradictions kept impacting back and forth in Lu Xiangsheng's heart, making him suffer for a while. After half an hour of fighting, one-third of his 30,000 subordinates had been directly killed or wounded, that is, nearly 10,000 people had fallen on the battlefield and could never stand up again.

At this moment, there are still 10,000 people fighting with the Dongjiang Army on the battlefield ahead, and there are still 10,000 soldiers and horses behind Lu Xiangsheng. Seeing that his subordinates had already begun to gain benefits, Lu Xiangsheng knew that it was time for an all-out attack.

Lu Xiangsheng suddenly turned over and dismounted, then pulled out the treasure knife in his hand, pointed at Anton Wei in front of him, who was completely covered in black smoke, and shouted loudly to the soldiers behind him: "Take down Anton Wei, don't die, kill!" ”

"Kill ......"

The remaining 10,000 imperial army troops, led by Lu Xiangsheng, immediately swarmed up and rushed towards Anton Wei, who was already in danger.

Ma Ren's eyes were red, and he yelled at the artillery subordinates who were already insensitive: "Open the cannon, open the cannon, and blast them to death for Lao Tzu." ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In Ma Ren's roar, only a dozen guns fired, but the rest of the artillery was already silent.

Ma Ren looked over in astonishment, only to find that many of those artillerymen had not heard his roar at all. And the only one who had just fired the cannon was next to him who was standing, and the people who were a little farther away did not hear his order at all.

As soon as he turned around, Ma Ren found that the flag soldier beside him had a few feather arrows stuck in his body at some point, and he would have died of anger. He didn't care about grieving the death of the flag soldier, rushed up to pick up the command flag, and began to wave it violently.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

This time, the sound of artillery was very intensive, and I saw that after the sound of cannons, the imperial army that was rushing forward quickly began to kill people one after another.

Lu Xiangsheng had obviously seen through the weakness of the Dongjiang Army's artillery this time, and the formation of the imperial army he rushed up this time was very fast. No longer let the soldiers gather together in a dense manner, which directly led to the great reduction of the lethality of the Dongjiang Army's artillery, and it did not cause a large number of casualties to the imperial army as before.

Successfully reducing the casualties of his subordinates, Lu Xiangsheng's confidence suddenly increased, and he rushed more and more vigorously. He understood that as long as he rushed into the front two hundred steps, he could directly avoid the artillery on the city tower, and then it would be the time for the imperial army to start a big killing.

After Ma Ren saw that the power of the artillery on the battlefield was greatly reduced, he already understood that danger was about to befall the Dongjiang Army. He threw the command of the artillery directly to the guards beside him, and he himself left and turned around and rushed down the tower, shouting everyone in Anton Wei, and then rushed up the city wall again to slash and kill the imperial army with a knife with Wu Qiu.

"Ma Ren, we are about to lose it, and we can't fight with the imperial army like this anymore. You leave and take people away and flee to the warship, don't make senseless sacrifices. Wu Qiu came to Ma Ren's side at some point and yelled at him directly.

"Big brother, you take the brothers away, and we will take care of the aftermath." Ma Ren didn't appreciate it, and directly rejected Wu Qiu's arrangement.

"Damn, I'm still bargaining with Lao Tzu at this time, go quickly!" Wu Qiu was in a hurry, and suddenly a hand knife slashed at the back of Ma Ren's neck.

Ma Ren didn't expect Wu Qiu to come to this attack at all, and without any precautions, he immediately fainted. The two guards quickly reached out to catch him, and then looked at Wu Qiu with a gloomy face.