"But what now?" Aunt Duan pointed to the bandits below and the dozen or so bloody human heads and frowned.

"What to do?" Aunt Xiu sneered, "Then kill it, no matter what, we can't let Qinjia Village be attacked by these bandits, otherwise we will all die." ”

"And you." Aunt Xiu turned her face to look at the first wave of refugees who were crying, "Now your relatives are dead, but there is no time for you to cry, if you don't resist, you all have to die." Don't forget, there are many more relatives behind you. ”

Aunt Xiu's words were like an empowerment, so that those who were crying slowly came to their senses, Aunt Xiu was right, the dead are dead, the living still have to live, and they have to live for more relatives. Thinking of this, a trace of war intent inspired by hatred ignited in their chests, although there was not a word, the silent killing intent made people tremble.

Seeing these in front of her, Aunt Xiu nodded with satisfaction, as long as the morale was available, even if she died, she would block these bandits until Qin Forget rushed back.

"Sister Duan, shoot that guy, noise!" Aunt Xiu pointed to the bandit below who was showing off her might, and ordered Aunt Duan.

"Auntie, just look at it." Aunt Duan agreed, bent her bow and arrows, and a feathered arrow went straight to the bandit in the sound of breaking through the air.

Before the bandit could say anything, an arrow pierced his throat.

Not to be outdone, the others drew their bows and shot at the bandits below.

When the dozen or so bandits below saw the situation in front of them, they screamed in fright and ran away with their heads hugged.

"One-eyed dragon, if you are a gentleman, get out of here!" Aunt Xiu laughed and yelled at the bottom.

Seeing that more than a dozen of his men were shot and wounded, the one-eyed dragon was furious. "Stinky girl, when Lao Tzu catches you, Lao Tzu will ravage you well, and then reward you to his brothers, so that your life is better than death!" He scolded viciously, but he kept shrinking into the encirclement of his men, not daring to show his head, for fear that the embroidered aunts would give him an arrow.

Hearing such obscene words, Aunt Rao is embroidery had a pungent personality, and her face was full of shame and anger, "One-eyed dragon, my brother will cut off your head." ”

"Phew! That little hairy boy, kill Lao Tzu? Brothers, kill Lao Tzu, women, food, whoever grabs it is whoever, leave that old lady to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to see if her mouth is so powerful for Lao Tzu to do that. The one-eyed dragon smirked and commanded loudly.

When the bandits heard such a heavy reward, they all screamed and frantically slaughtered the wall.

"Kill! As long as Brother Forget's brother comes back, we will be saved! Aunt Xiu also shouted loudly and ordered loudly.

The battle began immediately, and it was immediately white-hot.

The one-eyed dragon forced the two hundred young men to rush forward and use them as cannon fodder, and he really didn't want his brothers to suffer any more damage, so he drove these refugees to take the lead. Although these refugees were all good people carefully selected by Qin Wang, after Qin Wang's rectification, their ferocity had long been wiped out. But driven by four or five hundred bandits, they also had to do what the bandits said.

The refugees were forced to kill the wall, with forty of them carrying tree trunks and rushing to the front, and hundreds of refugees holding rudimentary shields above their heads to cover the arrows fired from the wall. The trunk bucket is thick and thin, weighing hundreds of pounds, and it is the best to use it to hit the walled gate. Dozens of people followed closely behind with more than a dozen ladders, followed by the remaining young and strong refugees with a wooden stick in their hands. At the back were more than 400 bandits.

Although those young men were unwilling, under the persecution of the bandits behind them, they still shouted and cried, ran towards the stone wall with all their might, and if they took a few steps slower, they would be killed by the bandits behind them immediately. The other bandits screamed and rushed forward, but within a few breaths, they rushed within the range of their bows and arrows on the stone wall.

To make matters worse, the one-eyed dragon was also ruthless, ordering his small archer leader to bow and cover with bows and arrows near the stone wall. In this way, the entire stone wall was exposed to the blows of the opposing archers. Even if the people of Qinjia Village suppressed the bandits' archers, they couldn't care about the young men who hit the gate below. With that thin walled gate, it can't withstand the impact of several big trees.

Now the embroidery aunts are in a dilemma, if they kill the bandits' archers first, then they are in danger of being knocked open by the refugees. If the refugees were shot and the men on the walls were exposed to the threat of bandit archers, the losses would have been heavy. One of the two must be chosen, no matter which one is chosen, it is not something that Qinjiacun can afford.

Just when Aunt Xiu and the others were hesitating, countless heads below had already crowded the mountain road outside the stone wall, and all kinds of shouts and killings were moving. For a time, the bandits' morale was like a rainbow, and the killing intent was monstrous.

"His aunt, what should I do?" The situation was tense, and Aunt Xiu couldn't help but panic.

In the overall situation, Aunt Xiu is much stronger than Aunt Duan, but tactically, Aunt Xiu, a peasant woman in a mountain village, is far inferior to Aunt Duan, a person who has been fighting for half her life.

"Shoot! Shoot those who carry the crashing wood, and they must not break the gate of the village! Ignore the bandit archers, just hide them. With their triangular archery skills, everyone will be fine if they hide it. Aunt Duan didn't have to think about it, she pointed to the young men who were holding the crashing wood and shouted, if they broke through the walled gate, Qinjia Village would really be doomed.

"Boom 。。。。。。" A series of bowstrings vibrated as more than a dozen feathered arrows shot straight at the forty refugees who were carrying the crashing wood.

The results of the battle were quite good, and the forty young men who were carrying the trees were immediately shot and killed. The rest of the people lost their balance all of a sudden, and they couldn't grasp the thousand-pound crashing wood, so it fell to the ground all at once. More than a dozen young men couldn't react and were smashed to their feet by the crashing wood. These people were all holding their broken feet on the ground and crying wolf.

The bows and arrows on the wall kept going, and another wave of feathered arrows shot down.

A few more young men who were carrying the wooden shield were shot to death, and even the refugees who were guarding them with wooden shields were shot through the middle of the wooden shield, killing a few.

When the other surviving young men saw such a tragic situation, they were so frightened that they hugged their heads and ran. They wanted to move away from the bumper log, but before they could run a few steps, the bright steel knife slashed at their necks. A group of bandits ran over viciously, forcing the surrounding young men to re-lift the bumper wood and continue to charge.

"Put!" Seeing this situation, Aunt Duan frowned and ordered loudly.

"Boom 。。。。。。" There was another roar of bowstrings, and this time the bows and arrows were aimed at the bandits who pounced, killing and wounding seven or eight people at once.

"Buzz 。。。。。。" At this moment, a strange sound sounded on the stone wall, and Aunt Duan looked towards the sky, suddenly shocked, "Feather arrow, dodge!" She screamed.

But it was still too late, except for a dozen female archers and dozens of young men holding stones who hid under the female wall, because they happened to be the dead end of the bow and arrow, and did not suffer any damage, the others were not so lucky. More than 30 feather arrows, although only half of them hit the city because of poor accuracy, but they still caused great casualties to the people on the city. Because the crowd was too dense, more than a dozen people were immediately shot down, killed or wounded, and immediately lost their combat effectiveness, and a burst of screams erupted in the crowd.

"Hey!" Aunt Duan hammered the city wall hard, "Except for the people at the root of the female wall, the others quickly retreated!" Don't wait to get shot! Aunt Duan ordered loudly.

When those people heard this, they got up one after another, quickly removed the city wall, and saw that those people were gone, Aunt Duan breathed a long sigh of relief.

As soon as the men left, there was another rain of arrows under the stone wall, but fortunately there were no casualties.

At this time, the young men who slammed the door took advantage of the suppression of these two feather arrows to successfully rush to the root of the stone wall and slammed the door with a "clang". The huge force shook the stone wall slightly, but those refugees were under the city wall, which happened to be the blind spot of the bow and arrow shooting on the wall, and the archers on the wall could not do any harm to them.

"Men throw stones down, sisters, leave those young men alone, gather and shoot those archers!" Aunt Duan said, first pull up the hunting bow in her hand and shoot at the bandit archers.

When the people on the city wall heard this, they all came out in spite of the rain of arrows above their heads. Dozens of men picked up the stones in their arms and smashed them down. Dozens of pounds of rocks smashed into the dense young men below with a whistling sound. The refugees below were not given any time to react, and the people who were hit burst out of their brains on the spot, and their tendons were broken. What's even more terrifying is that these stones are still round, after smashing a person to death, the remaining momentum is inexhaustible, bouncing and rolling on the ground, and the huge kinetic energy makes them the best killing weapon, and people are constantly knocked down wherever they pass. As long as you are rubbed by a stone, you will never be able to get up again, and even if you don't die, you will lose your combat effectiveness.

Dozens of such cobblestones fell together, leaving the bottom of the stone wall empty, and each stone would kill and injure five or six people, and more than half of the two hundred young men in front of them were lying on the ground and snorting, and the blood stained the entire mountain road. In particular, the 40 refugees who carried the bumping wood were even more closely watched. Half of the dozens of cobblestones fell on their heads. None of them ran away, dead or wounded, and fell beside the crashing wood, howling miserably. The young refugees collapsed in just one blow. Some lay on the ground shivering, some scurried aimlessly, and some simply ran backwards, like a swarm of headless flies.

And those female archers also achieved great results, with sharp and fierce iron arrows, they shot the bandits' group of amateur archers in just two strokes. They ran back in spite of the orders, not daring to stand within range of their bows and arrows on the stone wall.