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The longbow is still shooting tenaciously, an archer is tired and out of strength, and the archers behind make up for it, there is no shortage of hunters in this Shaanxi land, there is no shortage of archers, there is no shortage of men who are not afraid of death, they are so blood-red-eyed, and they shoot the scarce long arrows on the city without hesitation, and a piece of Xiangyong was shot down by the rain of arrows, but immediately there was another batch to fill the gap in the collapsed human wall, and continued to wave all the defensive equipment in his hands that could kill the thieves in the city with red eyes.

When he saw a vacancy with heavy casualties, he immediately called his own soldiers, and shouted to the city in the city, so he trembled and signed a substitute under the city, and was driven up to the city with a leather whip and a machete, and a pile of silver, and joined the flesh mill, and in a blink an eye someone was crushed by the flesh mill.

The city is fighting to the death, but the city is full of war drums, and every sign Ding Xiangyong is fighting desperately, howling desperately, venting his own blood, and more to vent the fear in his heart.

These were originally some villagers who didn't dare to kill chickens, and they began to forget fear and death in this earth-shattering shouting and killing, and in the sound of war drums that made everyone's blood spurt, in their hearts, there were only shouts, shouts, kills, kills.

No one thinks that their life may disappear in an instant in the next moment, and no one thinks that their death may be the loss of the family's support to live.

No one thinks about whether the county honorable thousand households who eat people and don't spit out bones really fulfill the original promise of reward when the war is won.

No one thought that they were from the same origin, the same fate, the same hunger and cold, and the same people who were protected by them and had to fight to the death.

Now no one thinks about this battle, this death, which is righteous and which is unjust, which is really right and wrong, the whole battlefield, the whole city and the city, there is only the blood of men and the instinct of human killing, and all human nature has returned to the beast at this moment.

Mao Si has been promoted to the acting general flag, because his boss, the small flag has been killed, and fortunately, he was unscathed in the two consecutive days of the war, becoming a miracle in the West City, so he was naturally appointed by the Zhenfu Lord to become an acting general flag, Zhenfu personally promised, as long as this battle is over, it will be officially reported, to protect himself as the real general flag, Mao Si does not know how big the official of the general flag is, but he knows that he is no longer a citizen from now on, is no longer an official who has not been bullied by anyone, including Lizheng, but is an official, an official who can point fingers at those people and beat and scold those people.

I don't know how my brother is doing in Nancheng, but I know that my brother is still alive, and as long as he lives, he will be rich.

"Quick, pour oil, pour oil, burn the pole." Mao shouted loudly, running back and forth, directing his subordinates under his jurisdiction to fight.

A small sign, only fifteen or sixteen, was frightened by the flow of people like a tide of poles under the city, suddenly dropped the stone in his hand, screamed and turned around and ran, and Mao Si bumped into his arms, Mao Si did not hesitate, a knife went down, a human head fell to the ground, and the hot blood sprayed him all over his face.

After cutting people, Mao Si was stunned, this is himself cutting people with a knife, and shooting with a bow and arrow from a distance is not the same feeling at all, hot blood flows to the corners of his mouth with a fishy salt, but he doesn't vomit like others, lick it, and there is a sweet feeling.

Yes, now that I'm an official, is it necessary to have mercy on these pickled things? Using their lives to save the county seat is equivalent to keeping their official position, and it's all worth it.

"Quick, quick, pour the oil—" Mao Si shouted again.

A ladder that was poured with hot oil and became an empty ladder, before he could get on it again, threw a few torches on the city, and the torches fell on top of the dripping hot oil, and with a bang, the ladder and the place under the ladder immediately became a sea of fire, and the ladder and the people holding the ladder immediately became a fire man, and the coalition soldiers covered in fire struggled silently for a while before they fell to the ground, and died in convulsions, and the smell of strange barbecued meat drifted by the wind, and the smellers vomited incessantly.

The brutal battle aroused the blood of the strong in the coalition array, but it also tortured the heartstrings of the weak, and a few frightened brothers spit out the sticks in their mouths, howling and running to the back of the formation, but as soon as they made a sound, they were immediately mixed in the crowd with red scarves and cut over mercilessly with broadswords, whether they were their own brothers or other poles.

When it came, there were strict orders, and those who were afraid of war were killed, and those who spit out the wooden sticks in their mouths were killed, and there were only two military orders, but none of them should be violated, and those who violated them were killed.

The blood-spattered battlefield, the tens of thousands of people fighting, but there is only the sound of footsteps, only the sound of heartbeat, only the sound of long arrows entering the flesh, the tearing sound of the ladder breaking, and there is no human voice.

Spooky, weird.

Mizhi is crazy, what's going on? Have all these thieves become mute? On the battlefield, except for the shouts of their own side, they could not hear the slightest shout of the thieves, and occasionally there was a sound, but it immediately stopped abruptly, and the battle formation of the thieves returned to calm again.

The thieves are desperate, regardless of the blows of both sides, the casualties are still many of these signs, looking at their fewer and fewer subordinates, looking at the thieves who keep climbing the city, and anxiously waiting for the news of the helpers.

When tens of thousands of thieves appeared on the battlefield, they sent messengers for help, but why is there no news so far? Could it be that something happened to the helpers halfway through?

With red eyes, he shouted loudly to the soldiers who were closely following him with shields: "You go to Nancheng again for help, and tell Lord Qianhu that I am here to be the direction of the thieves' main attack, hurry up and send reinforcements, hurry up." When he said this, there was a cry in his voice.

At this time, the soldiers who had been sent out to ask for help ran to the head of the city.

The town grabbed the collar of the pro-soldier, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "How many reinforcements are coming?" Where are the reinforcements? ”

"Report to your lord, no reinforcements?"

"What? You say there are no reinforcements? Why, why didn't Senho-sama send reinforcements? ”

"Senho-sama said that they are the main direction of the thieves, and they need reinforcements the most, and we here-"

"Didn't you tell Lord Qianhu that I have tens of thousands of thieves here to attack the city? Didn't you tell us that there was a lot of loss here? ”

"I said it, but Lord Qianhu said that if there were tens of thousands of strong people attacking the city, the shouts of the thieves and the sound of war drums would have been heard in the sky long ago, and the adults would have heard it a long time ago, but-"

"But what?"

"But here I only hear the sound of cannons in the city and the faint shouts of my own people to kill, and there is no sound of thieves at all, so Qianhe said, Qianhe said-"

"Say what?" The pacification has been thunderous.

"Say you're cowardly, say you're bluffing, want reinforcements to save your life."

When the town heard this, he stood on the spot, slowly loosened the collar of the pro-soldier, and turned around to see the silent and decisive attack of the thieves outside the city, and his face was already gray.

"Okay, you thief, your plan is too vicious, Qianhu is right, tens of thousands of people fighting, how can there be no earth-shattering war drums, how can there be no sky-shattering shouts to kill, how can it be like this?"

Suddenly, ignoring the danger, the town guard threw himself on the battlements of the city wall, and shouted at the dull enemy formation outside the city: "Kill you - beat the drums of war - I beg you - shout kill - beat the drums——。 In the end, they all shouted hoarsely and wept.

No one paid attention to him, let him shout hoarsely, let him howl and cry, and the city was still full of thieves with blood-red eyes and muffled voices.

Lu Shi was shocked, shocked by the fighting spirit of these brothers who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, this is the real bloody battle, this is the real bloody battle of thousands of troops and horses, there is no cowardice, there is no retreat, just so sacrifice life and forget to die before and after another, a group of brothers fell, but another group of brothers filled the vacancy with flesh and blood, although he was heartbroken in his heart The fall of those fresh lives, I don't know how long this scene will last, but he can't order a retreat, once he retreats, all his efforts will be lost, Those dead brothers saved in vain and died. What is the end of such a tragic battle?

"Go up, go up, our brother go up." Wang Xiao suddenly jumped his lame leg and shouted excitedly.

All the people were in good spirits, and everyone looked at the place where the soldier was pointing, and in the crowd like ants, there was a strong man on a ladder who had already stepped on the wall, waving his knife and striking the long and short weapons that rushed up to stab him, and all the people were nervous around this warrior, although the purpose of the city was different.

But the warrior only held on for a moment, and then slammed his body into the wall, and then planted it like a piece of wood, causing a burst of cheers from the city, and a sigh from the city.

But another strong man behind the strong man was already close to the battlement at this time, and he struggled to cross in a sigh under the city, standing on the city wall, and in the eyes of everyone, he flew into the city wall, and the townspeople in the city wall slashed and slashed, and the city wall was immediately in chaos. A few more strong men jumped onto the tower with the dozen breaths that their brothers had earned with their lives.

The city is even more chaotic, there are constantly Xiangyong and thieves wailing and falling down on this narrow city wall, and then being trampled into meat sauce by hundreds of big feet, there are constantly hundreds of households and small flags driving Xiangyong to sign Ding to fight forward, and there are hundreds of households Seeing that the matter is urgent, they can't care about the narrowness of the city wall, and arrange the archers to carry out blocking and striking at the cloud ladder near this left side, and soon under the dense arrow rain, no one can stand firm on the cloud ladder, one by one, the cloud ladder is empty, and several strong men who rushed to the city have no backup, After a while, they were slashed and killed by several times the enemy, and those villagers threw their corpses from the city one by one, and the situation was very critical for a while.