After unremitting efforts and heavy casualties, the displaced people finally filled a gap about three zhang (10 meters) wide.

With this gap, the exile army can naturally reach the city and ascend to the city.

On this day, as soon as it was dawn, Han Shilong drove the displaced people to Zhenbei Fort like a tide.

The displaced people arrived under the walls of Zhenbei Fort, and if the difference in height was removed, the soldiers of the Wandering Army and the Zhenbei Fort Army were actually face to face at this time.

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On the city wall, He Ergou held the hilt of the knife in his hand, calmly looking at the exile army under the city, he looked at it for a while, and asked his subordinates: "The arrows in our hands, how many percent of the medicine is left." ”

"There are still 30 percent of the bow left." The two banners of the archers always returned.

"There are still 4 percent of the sub-medicine left." The flags of the two flags of the firecrackers always returned.

"Are there any casualties among our people?" He Ergou asked again.

The flags always looked at each other and replied, "There have been no casualties." ”

"It's been ten days, the thieves have been around us for ten days, and they haven't retreated, we haven't seen the thieves in the past, which didn't run away as soon as they saw us, we didn't go looking for their bad luck, they should burn high incense, and now, they actually dared to surround us, and they surrounded us for ten days, and it seems that they still want to continue to surround us, it's really strange." He Ergou's words were not so much for his subordinates to hear, but for himself.

In the past, when he was still training recruits, He Ergou led a group of recruits to fight thieves, at that time, even if it was thousands of thieves, seeing He Ergou's dozens of officers and soldiers, they would collapse and flee, so now he can't adapt to this scene for a while.

He Ergou didn't know why, and the generals under him naturally didn't know, and everyone looked at each other and was silent.

Of course, the generals in Zhenbei Fort will not know, but this change is due to the defeat of King Yan Suiqin's army, and he joined the rebels, and the rogue was greatly invigorated. In the past, Fucheng had to be bypassed even on foot, but now - fighting, so a small town Beibao, what dare not fight.

He Ergou thought to himself for a while, then looked to the east and said worriedly: "My lord, when will you be able to come back?" ”

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"Big brother, have you noticed?" Han Shimei, who had been supervising the battle in the rear, suddenly pointed to Zhenbei Fort and said.

"What's the matter?" Han Shilong asked.

"Big brother, you see, the arrows shot down from the city are gradually thinning out, and those fire guns are less when they sound, and more when they don't, I'm afraid that their bows and arrows are about to run out." Han Shimei smiled with joy on her face.

"Oh." When Han Shilong heard this, he observed it carefully for a while, and then nodded and said: "That's true, it's really amazing to say that this town north fort is really amazing, such a small fort has more bows and arrows and sub-medicines than a county town, and it took so long to use up." ”

Han Shilong sighed for a while, and then said: "Shimei, you watch here, and when the arrows and medicines on the fort run out, take those brothers who can use bows and arrows to the front of the city wall, shoot arrows at the city, kill a few defenders, and boost the morale of these homeless people. ”

"Yes." Han Shimei responded, and approached the city wall with dozens of archers.

They slowed down their pace, slowly approached the city wall, and when the defenders on the wall ran out of arrows and bullets, they immediately ran to the range of their bows and arrows, calmly aimed, and then released their arrows.

"Whoa, whoa." The sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air sounded.

After a while, there were bursts of screams from the city, and many soldiers of Zhenbei Fort covered their eyes, cheeks, and throats with their hands dripping blood.

There was a soldier of Zhenbei Fort who was shot in the throat, and under the pain, he could not stand steadily, fell out of the city wall, fell heavily on the ground, and saw that he could not survive.

When the displaced people in the city saw that after 10 days of fighting, and finally the enemy army was folded in their hands, they all broke out into earth-shattering cheers, and the sullenness that had been beaten for the past few days was a little bit louder.

And some of the homeless people saw the sergeant of Zhenbeibao who had fallen from the city, and thought of so many relatives and friends in their hands these days, and in a moment of anger, they all rushed forward and slashed and divided the soldier into several pieces.

The soldiers of Beibao in the town of the city were originally recruits, and when they saw the situation under the city, they couldn't help but be very afraid, and in order to avoid being divided, they worked harder to defend.

However, at this time, Han Shilong's group was standing in the distance and firing arrows from time to time, and there were no effective countermeasures here for the time being, and the scene was a little ugly.

The displaced people under the city took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly erected several wooden ladders, intending to climb the city.

Even if they were temporarily suppressed at this time, how could the defenders let them do what they wanted.

"Hey, what is this?" The homeless people said as they looked at the unidentified iron-clad object that had fallen to the ground and was still smoking.

The displaced people didn't know what this thing was, but Han Shilong and his group who were on the side knew it, only to see Han Shigong, Han Shizhong, Han Shichong, Han Shisong, and Han Shimei all shouting loudly: "You wait and dodge, it's the sharp weapon of the army's 'ten thousand enemies'." ”

"Ten thousand enemies!? This name is really majestic. These are the last words on the minds of many displaced people.

"Boom, boom." The sound of the explosion resounded in the sky, many homeless people were killed on the spot, and many more homeless people were carried by the monstrous flames and burned into a big fireball, which howled terribly and violently shook the world.

Some of the burned homeless people fell to the ground and struggled a few times before they moved, while others jumped into the nearest moat, and the fire was extinguished in an instant, but they could not swim, so they could only sink to the bottom with a clatter.

Even if a few of them were able to swim ashore, their skin was torn apart and their muscles were exposed, and they did not look like human beings, and even if they were alive, they would only suffer a few more days.

"A few military masters, save the forehead, and I don't want to die yet." A smoking, homeless man struggled to crawl out of the water, and he reached out for help.

Han Shigong glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "You are seriously injured and you won't live long, why don't you help you and let you go over there earlier." After he finished speaking, he took the Yanling knife in his hand and slashed it with a knife.

"No, no," the voice stopped abruptly.

"Tell them to retreat, the power of the 10,000 enemies is overwhelming, I'm afraid they are all scared stupid, I'm afraid they won't be able to fight again, let's attack the city again tomorrow." Han Shigong saw that the exiled army was fleeing in disarray, and he was already unable to fight again, so he had to order to go back.

On the eleventh day of the siege, the sky was dark again, and Han Shilong was about to send people to fight, but he caught a glimpse of the king of the mixed world walking up to him with a snort.

"General, what are your orders here?" Han Shilong bowed slightly and asked.

The king of the mixed world smiled coldly, and said without yin or yang: "You still recognize this great general!" ”

When Han Shilong heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said with a smile: "How can I disown you as a great general." ”

The king of the mixed world snorted heavily, and said angrily: "What kind of general should you be, these days, our Lao Tzu's subordinates have lost 6 percent, if you continue to fight, there are few people under him, and he will be a fart general." ”

After the mixed world dragon finished speaking, he snorted again.

Han Shilong looked at his situation, it seemed that he was sad that his own strength had been damaged, and he was not very happy, in order to appease this temporary leader, he said: "Don't worry, general, go and arrest some homeless people, so that you can be worthy of the name of the general." ”

"Shigong, Shizhong, Shichong, Shisong, Shimei, take 100 horsemen, go to Zuojinfu County to catch some homeless people here." Han Shilong ordered.

"Yes, big brother, it's just that how many people should we catch?" Han Shigong asked.

"Just grab two thousand men."

"Yes." Han Shigong waited for a response, and then turned his horse away.

"Wait until the new outcasts are captured, let them go to the siege first." The King of the Mixed World said suddenly.

"Yes, General." Han Shilong replied.

Hearing Han Shilong's reply, the King of the Mixed World nodded, and then put his hands behind his back and left happily.

Although the king of the mixed world is a thief, but the leader has been in office for a long time, and he has not had the intention of preserving his strength, and now he sees that the siege is too bad, and he is worried that he will become the leader of the light pole, so he will put pressure on Han Shilong, hoping to fill the manpower.

In this way, due to the strong demand of the King of Chaoshi, Han Shilong ordered a one-day boycott of the war, waiting for Han Shigong and others to arrest the new exiles.

Han Shigong and others spent a whole day searching everywhere, and finally arrested more than 2,000 people.

"Why did you catch so many, didn't you say that there were only 2,000 people?" Han Shilong counted the number of people and frowned.

"Brother, this is very tight, drive them into battle and fight for a while, isn't there only 2,000 people left?" Han Shigong said lightly.

"Makes sense." Han Shigong nodded in agreement.

On the evening of the same day, Han Shilong ordered the cooking of human flesh to entertain the newcomers.

When the newcomers saw the meat, they didn't cheer and munch. If there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, it doesn't matter where it goes tomorrow.

The next day, on the eleventh day of the siege, Han Shilong ordered his men to drive the new exiles to attack the city.

When those new homeless people saw that they were going to attack the city, none of them wept bitterly and were miserable.

When these new homeless people entered the city, were stoned to death and wounded, and were killed, burned, wounded, and burned by 10,000 enemies, the homeless people who had joined the group from a distance were gloating and laughing.

We were unlucky before, and now there are even more unlucky ones, which is so fucking cool.

Han Shilong quietly watched the homeless people go to death in waves, there was no wave on his face, he watched it for a while, his eyes were shining, and he ordered his subordinates: "Recall Shigong, Shizhong, Shichong, Shisong, and Shimei." ”

When the subordinate heard the order, he immediately ran to the front line and summoned several Han brothers.

"Big brother, what's the matter?" The Han brothers asked.

"Look at it, the stones of the defenders in the fort are almost exhausted, and it's time for us to attack. Wait a while, remove those old and weak women and children, gather the young and strong, let them take the lead, and we will follow behind to cover up and take this fort in one fell swoop. Han Shilong said.

In the afternoon of this day, after lunch, Han Shilong called 1,500 homeless young people to gather, and he took 300 former officers and soldiers to escort the battle behind.