The young black warrior raised his head and looked at the sky, the big stones that flew seemed to be connected in the distance, three days, the Ning army attacked in this shameless way for three days, he was not afraid of the sword of the Ning people, he was not afraid of the guns of the Ning people, he was not afraid of the crossbow of the Ning people, as one of the border troops who persevered in the three-eyed tiger mountain pass for many years, he was not afraid to fight face-to-face with any enemy.

But how did he face the huge stone?

It was a merciless, cold stone, and he seemed to see an expressionless face on the stone.

He ignored it and couldn't remember that the stone-throwing carts on their walls were so ruthless and cold when the Ning people stormed not long ago.

Bang!

The stone fell heavily on the city wall, and the potholed road that had been smashed was baptized by the boulder again, and the young black warrior turned back mechanically, and the stone fell behind him, and the comrade who had not had time to escape was smashed by the stone below, he was already numb to see, and the first time a comrade was pressed by the stone, he ran over, and tried to pull the comrade out from under the stone, but only half of the leg was pulled out.

Blood flowed from under the stones behind him, and the dead did not even cry.

"Come up!"

The roars of the people around him pulled him back from his numbness, he took a deep breath and told himself that he must live, he picked up his bow and began to shoot arrows at the Ning army that was surging like the waves of the sea, he didn't have time to aim, he could only release it into the crowd.

The collapsed city wall formed a steep slope, and a large number of archers of the Black Martial Border Army gathered in this steep slope gap, shooting intensively at the swarming Ning army, and the corpses of the Daning soldiers rolled down one by one, but no one flinched.

Almost all the heavy defensive weapons on the Three-Eyed Tiger Mountain Pass have been destroyed, ten stone-throwing trucks have long been smashed into pieces, and there are one bed crossbow every other zhang There are now only two or three left, and it is a miracle that they can survive two days, two nights, and half a day of indiscriminate bombardment.

"Projectile! Ejection! ”

The young black warrior heard the order, and his voice was hoarse as if the wind was blowing through the snowy grass.

"Ning Jun's archers are up, press down! Hold me down, throw! ”

The black warriors began to frantically pour feather arrows at the Ning army archers who came up in the back team, and the corpses of the Ning army under the city became more and more numerous, but why weren't those damn Ning people afraid?

Finally, the Ning people's arrow array still braved the rain of arrows of the black warriors to the city, those Ning people not only had two stone bows and three stone bows, but also double crossbows, and the double crossbows that needed two people to complete the shooting range were farther than the three stone bows.

Burst!

The young black warrior heard a muffled noise around him, he looked sideways, and saw that the neck of his companion was spurting blood, and the crossbow arrow pierced the neck, and the blood splashed on the stone not far away, but it was impossible to warm the stone.

"Hold it down!"

The order sounded in his ears again, and the young black warrior let out a roar and frantically sent the feather arrows out.

On the steep slope, less than three zhang away from the top of the city wall, a group of Ning soldiers rushed up, they didn't even shout, the pressure of this silent charge made the black warriors even more afraid.

At least dozens of Ning soldiers threw out the iron mark in their hands before they were killed by random arrows, and a piece of iron mark poked the black border army blocked in the gap to death, and the black army in the back quickly made up for it, but it was this short gap, the Ning army border army that came up after attacked a few steps forward, and the corpses rolled down the steep slope and fell on both sides, the corpses piled up on both sides of the steep slope were already so high, why did the Ning people rush forward?

The eyes of the young black warrior had become red, and he kept shouting and sending out the feather arrows, until he saw a majestic Ning general wearing black armor appear in front of him, and he saw a long black knife, which was the horizontal knife used by the Ning people, longer than the scimitar used by their black warriors, the knife did not have a single arc, and it was straight like the distance between life and death.

Burst!

The black line knife slashed the neck of the young black soldier, and the human head flew into the air.

At the moment when the head of the person left his neck, he still had a little consciousness that did not dissipate, he saw the sky spinning, he saw his blood flying beyond him, spinning and seeing the whole world...... It's all red.

The head landed on the ramp and was trampled on by the Ning people.

Meng Changan rushed to the city wall, the black line knife was like the scythe of death and took away life in an instant, and a black warrior was cut down, he seemed to have endless power and endless killing intent.

The Ning people will never have mercy on the black warriors when they use their swords, it is the hatred that has accumulated for hundreds of years, and even the hatred that cannot be washed away even if it falls from the sky and the sea.

"Steady!"

Meng Changan roared, and with his face covered in blood, he shouted loudly: "Sword formation!" ”

The soldiers of the Ning Army who rushed to the city wall stood in a row, and the horizontal knives fell one by one to cut down the black warriors in front of them, and they also left their lives on the city wall one by one.

With a pop, the stomach of a Daning border soldier was pierced by a scimitar, he poked the horizontal knife into the opponent's heart, tried his last strength to hold the black warrior and ran forward, ran out four or five steps and then fell to the ground, and the back was immediately blurred by the black warrior's flesh and blood.

"Daning!"

The roar before dying seemed to shake the entire Pros Mountains.

Meng Changan cut the neck of the black martial arts lieutenant in front of him with a knife, raised his feet and kicked the corpse over, and the corpse knocked down the black martial artist who pounced on him from behind, and the black martial artist who didn't have time to stand up was poked into the heart by Meng Changan's knife.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Every time the Daning soldiers advanced further on the city wall, countless corpses fell on the ground.

"Lao Tzu just wants to kill more black warriors!"

A Daning soldier who was seriously injured jumped from such a high city wall with a black warrior in his arms, and after the bodies of the two people landed, they fell and changed shape, and the blood was mixed together, regardless of each other.

Many, many years ago, the Black Warriors looked down on the Ning people from their hearts, and in their opinion, the Ning people, who were on average shorter than them, were born weak, but hundreds of years later, the Ning people used one bloody battle after another to tell the Black Warriors that you have to pay the price for your contempt.

"Kill it!"

Yang Qibao rushed out from Meng Chang'an's side, following Meng Chang'an for several years, Yang Qibao was familiar with Meng Chang'an's style of play, at this time he could no longer protect Meng Chang'an's flank, he needed to take people to the other direction to rush to expand the place occupied by the Ning army.

Every step of the way, there are dead people.

"Push it down!"

On the other side of the city, the dense black warriors crowded the entire military road, the wall of the three-eyed tiger mountain pass is fifteen zhang wide, but the black warriors are crowded by people, they carry a long wooden stake to rush forward, and force the Ning people in front of them and their own people who are fighting with the Ning people to squeeze down, people roll down the steep slope, and the Ning soldiers who rushed up behind were knocked over a lot.

The territory that the Daning soldiers had to pay for countless lives was squeezed out, and the black warriors recaptured the lost positions in this way, but they killed not only the Ning soldiers, but also their comrades.

The Ning people who had just been squeezed up the steep slope were squeezed up by their comrades behind them, and the Da Ning border army that rushed up again began to counterattack, some people jumped on the wood held by the black warriors, and slashed down one by one, and some people held crossbows to shoot at those black warriors one by one, and the speed of the dead on both sides was not one by one, but layer by layer.

Meng Changan still rushed to the front, he pushed the wood with his left hand, and kept chopping forward with a knife in his right hand, and all the black warriors who were closer to him were hacked to death, regaining a position, and the Daning soldiers in the front row used their own flesh and blood to support the comrades who came up later.

Has anyone ever seen someone squeezed alive?

At this moment, it doesn't seem unusual.

"General!"

A black martial arts captain stumbled in front of Qi Niu Jun and fell to his knees: "I can't stop it, Ning Jun can't stop it." ”

"Rubbish!"

Qi Niu Jun kicked the captain in front of him away, turned around and shouted: "Where is my pro-military camp?!" Follow me up and press down the Ning people for me! ”

He glanced to the side, but did not see Corolio, and looked down the city, where Corolio's party had blocked the horse path down the city.

"Corolio, you're a villain!"

Qiniujun cursed hoarsely, while Coroleo, who was blocked under the city, was expressionless.

Coroleo said to himself: "General Jun, I'm sorry, if your people retreat, the city wall will really not be able to hold it." ”

He let out a long breath, then shouted, "Squeeze forward!" ”

The black warriors who were silted on the road began to crowd forward, and they used their bodies to make a wall to block the retreat of their comrades on the city wall.

Dang!

The scimitar that Qi Niu Jun cut out was framed by a black line knife, this time, his scimitar failed to hack Ning Ren to death with one knife, the two knives slammed together, sparks stirred, Qi Niu Jun roared angrily, raised the scimitar again and slashed down, but the black line knife was a little faster than his scimitar, and the moment his scimitar was raised above his head, the black line knife pierced his heart.

Qi Niu Jun saw the appearance of the Ning general clearly, but the other party didn't look at him at all, maybe in the eyes of the other party, he was just an ordinary dead man.

Meng Chang'an, Yang Qibao, Sumeru, White Fang, and Meng Changan's four guns will fight in a row, and eight people will attack forward, no matter who is in front of them, their weapons will be fiercely punched out.

Finally, the Daning soldiers completely captured the top of the entire city wall, and the Daning soldiers near the edge of the city wall used their crossbows to shoot at the black warriors in the city, while the black warrior border troops who were silted on the horse road still went up again, as if they wanted to recapture the city wall.

Meng Changan slashed down, and the knife was stuck in the neck of the black warrior on the opposite side, and the black warrior who had killed the red eyes suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Meng Changan's black line knife and pressed it down, but he refused to let go.

Behind him, three or four black warriors frantically poked their scimitars at Meng Changan's heart.

Call!

A row of people swept over Meng Chang'an's heads!

Shen Leng came up with his pro-soldier camp, and the black line knife swept out, and the black warrior in front of him was cut down one layer.

It's much better to attack from the top down than to go up, but taking a city doesn't mean winning the war.

In the Three-Eyed Tiger Mountain Pass, there will be bloody battles in every inch of land.