The sharp sound of the horn came slowly outside the city, inspired by the sound of the military horn, the attack of the barbarians became more ferocious, Zi Nanli looked at the barbarians under the city in surprise, he never thought that there would be such a way to attack the city in this world.

The thick black stone pillars were actually born from illusions, and the tattooed barbarian warriors chanted unknown ancient spells in their mouths, and under the city wall, they turned into pools of black blood, and then the black stone pillars shot out, and they were nailed to the head of the city in an instant.

The vigorous barbarian soldiers suddenly stepped on the stone pillar, brandished the long knife in their hands, and rushed towards the city with a hideous face, and many soldiers in the vanguard of the barbarians had climbed to the head of the city with the help of the black stone.

The tragic white-knuckle battle broke out immediately, and the cart and crossbow that towered on the Pingwu Gate suddenly had little effect.

Wei Hou Gao slashed away a barbarian soldier who rushed towards him with a sword, turned his head and ordered around: "Release the winch"

A piercing sound sounded, and Zi Nanli was surprised to find that in the city wall, every ten steps or so, where there were originally charms, a winch suddenly appeared, and the winch was tied with an iron cable the thickness of a thumb, and in the middle was a log with a diameter of one foot and a length of about one inch, and a dense number of long nails about five inches long were exposed on the log.

The two soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army carried the log and threw it on the black stone pillar, and the barbarians standing on the stone pillar suddenly heard a miserable cry, and then the two shook the winch and twisted the log back.

This seemingly bulky fortification machine was particularly useful against the barbarians standing on the stone pillars, and every time the logs full of spikes were thrown, many barbarian soldiers fell from the stone pillars.

Taking advantage of this moment, one by one, the strong men of Kong Wu who were holding iron hammers lifted the sledgehammer in their hands high and smashed it heavily on the black stone pillar embedded in the city.

It's just that the stone pillar seems to be extraordinarily hard, and no matter how hard the hammer falls, it needs to be struck more than a dozen times before the black stone pillar can be broken.

Sharp arrows roared and nailed to the top of the city, and a large number of archers in the barbarian army were constantly shooting arrows at the head of the city, so as to cover their climbing soldiers.

The Imperial Northern Army on the city wall was also constantly firing arrows to fight back, but the barbarian soldiers who rushed to the Pingwu Gate caused great pressure on the Imperial Northern Army, and many archers had died tragically under the barbarian swords.

The city was full of soldiers running back and forth, commanding the brawny men who had come before, and when they spotted the armoured soldiers climbing the walls with their bare hands, they threw the stones down.

It wasn't until this moment that Zi Nanli finally admitted in his heart that this other world was far more powerful than Shenzhou, and in the dynasty where he was alive, ordinary people would have been panicked and overwhelmed when they saw such a tragic battle situation.

But the strangely dressed strong men in front of them did not have the slightest panic, they also did not have any military training at all, and the performance of the two was very different, although the barbarians had the quality of individual soldiers far beyond the Imperial Northern Army, but these ordinary people in the city also showed great bravery.

Some men would still roar and rush at the shadow of the sword when they had seen the previous shieldman cut in two by the barbarians, while some archers with crossbow arrows would pick up their swords on the ground and howl and rush towards the barbarians when all the arrows in the sac were gone.

These people are not the Imperial Army, they are not even those sturdy men with strong bodies and strange clothes, these are just ordinary people.

Zi Nanli suddenly felt that even with Yang Chao's help, could he really make this world convince him at his feet?

"Report, Wei Qiben, Liao Qizhu died in battle" A soldier covered in blood half-knelt in front of Wei Hougao and said urgently.

At this moment, the Pingwu Gate was full of fighting sounds, and Wei Hougao had already killed several barbarian soldiers with his own hands, but at this moment, he didn't seem to be paying attention to the city, staring at the barbarian army with a pair of tiger eyes.

He didn't even look back, first slashed to death a barbarian soldier who had just climbed the city, and then shouted in an almost angry tone: "The Liao Banner Lord is dead, rush over to report the funeral, the flag master is dead, find the flag envoy on top, if the flag envoy is also dead, find a wing commander to command"

The soldier replied in a low voice, then turned around and ran towards the northeast corner, Zi Nanli immediately looked at the place, where more than a dozen barbarian soldiers had already climbed to the top of the city, and at this moment they were brandishing the long knife of the cautious man in their hands, killing the surroundings.

Lying at the feet of these barbarians were the corpses of twice as many soldiers of the Northern Army.

"Wei Hou Gao, if you don't send people to support, you will not be able to keep this Pingwu Sect" Zi Nanli shouted at Wei Hou Gao after glancing around at the ghost axe camp that was still surrounding him.

The guard of the Pingwu Gate was stunned and turned his head to look at him suddenly.

"As long as you don't die, I can exchange you for ten Misty Cities" Wei Hou Gao said coldly, the long sword in his hand swung out violently, and another barbarian died under his sword.

"I'm sorry, do your Spring and Autumn big dreams, believe it or not, in the end you can't even change the door panel, master, I'm exiled, do you know what it means?" Zi Nanli pursed his lips and sneered.

There are more and more barbarians who climb the city, but Wei Hougao doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, although there are thousands of Jiandala people gathered on the Pingwu Gate, but after all, most of them are ordinary people.

Once the war is stalemate, their shortcomings are quickly exposed, and the soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army will face the barbarians if they have the means to defend the land, and they will rather die than retreat, because there is military law behind them, and they have to do it.

But these people were tempted by the high military exploits of the Marquis of Wei to help defend the city, and in the face of fame, fortune and life, most people would only choose the latter.

The large number of Gandhara people is gradually at a disadvantage, Zi Nanli is anxious at the moment, in front of him may be one of the few opportunities he can give Yang Chao sacrifice, he already has a cultivator, at least he can still stab the barbarian soldiers in the back, with the Yubei Army and the Gandhara people in front, he still has a chance to throw the souls of one or two barbarian soldiers into Yang Chao.

But once this city is captured, let alone sacrifice to the artifact, even if you yourself are very likely to die in this city, under the sword of the barbarians, there will be no room for men to live, only young women will find a way to survive in the hands of this bloodthirsty alien race.

"Damn, I can't watch it anymore" Zi Nanli said secretly in his heart, his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the ghost axe camp around him like a ghost.

A long sword slashed through the air, nailing it to his feet.

"Xingyuan Gongzi, where are you going?" Wei Hou Gao said coldly.

Zi Nanli shook his head, and replied with a blue face: "Can I fucking go and find death?"

Wei Hougao stretched out his hand, and the long sword nailed to the ground actually flew back into his hand at once.

"No, I'm going to keep your life," the banner of the Imperial Northern Army said coldly, his tone extremely cold.

Zi Nanli stomped his feet, almost jumped up, and roared with a red face: "You're a pig brain, aren't you?" I said that if I die, you will believe it, Lao Tzu has not lived enough, you look there, how many barbarians have come up, and they are sending people to guard, don't say keep my life, it would be good if you could save your life yourself"

"If I can't even deal with this barbarian, and I am not worthy of being the banner of the Imperial Northern Army, you still obediently stay in the ghost axe camp" Wei Hou Gao said lightly, with a gaze in his eyes that could not be resisted by Zi Nanli.

"I'll leave you with a big sledgehammer" Zi Nanli left a vicious swear word, and the person had already run towards the northwest corner of the Pingwu Gate.

The long sword in Wei Hou's hand was raised and lowered, and in the end, the guard of the Pingwu Gate gritted his teeth and ordered in a loud voice: "Break the brakes and prepare, install fire mines, and blow up the barbarian army."

After saying this, I saw that his figure flashed, and he was already chasing after Zi Nanli at a rapid speed.

On the city, the towering city wall shook violently after Wei Hougao said this, and the harsh sound of the winch roared.

Inside the majestic city wall, long holes three feet square were exposed, and at this moment, from that hole, there was a dark cannon barrel sticking out.

The sharp sound of the horn in the air suddenly became urgent, and the barbarians under the city did not advance but retreated, and actually hurriedly ran in the direction far away from the city of Haze.

The earth trembled, the air trembled, and even the firmament seemed to be set ablaze, and the shattering sound hidden within the walls of the foggy city roared.

The barbarian army was cut in half in a cry of rage, and in the middle of them was a green flame nearly ten feet high.

At this time, the defenders of Wuruocheng no longer needed Wei Hougao's command, so they knew what to do at this time, and a jar of gold juice was placed in the cart, and the shooter who operated the cart swung the wooden hammer in his hand fiercely, and smashed it fiercely at the lasso that fixed the lever.

The black altar with the golden needle fell heavily in the barbarian military formation, and one rocket after another followed, and on the side close to the city, behind the green fire, was a red flame that rose into the sky, and the barbarian soldiers were screaming miserably, and the sound went straight to the sky.

At this time, Zi Nanli had already rushed to the northwest corner of Pingwu Gate, and the barbarians who had lost their way to retreat were terrified, and these barbarian soldiers who had been trapped in the city were even more bloodthirsty than before.

He saw with his own eyes that the barbarian with the broken long knife in his hand actually bit a Northern Army to death, that look, that bloodthirsty eyes, almost no different from a beast.

There were not a few soldiers left in the Ghost Axe Battalion guarding here, and the barbarians were rushing frantically in all directions, and Zi Nanli just blocked their way.

The "Basekka" barbarians roared.

After Zi Nanli took a heavy breath, he shouted violently: "Uncle Ba you"