A stone bullet landed on the top of the city, smashing the battlements and a large area around it. The soldiers who were standing in the position of the hit were either killed or wounded, and the surrounding defenders were also in disarray.

Wiping the dust off his face, Zhang Qing snorted twice and spit out the dust in his mouth.

A stone bullet just fired not only took the lives of the three soldiers defending the city, but also covered him with dust.

However, after cleaning the dust from his mouth, Zhang Qing quickly straightened up, looked at the Qingzhou army outside through the wall stack, and after a while, pulled the bowstring in his hand and shot towards one of the targets.

The Qingzhou army, which was densely packed under the city wall, was really a good target in his opinion, and there was no need to deliberately aim at all, almost every arrow would definitely hit a target.

More than a dozen arrows fell, and there were at least eight or nine Qingzhou soldiers killed and wounded in his hands.

If it weren't for the fact that many of the sergeants below were wearing shields, and many of Zhang Qing's arrows were shot at the shields, I am afraid that there would be more casualties.

"These damn Qingzhou soldiers can't be killed no matter how they are!"

After firing the bow more than a dozen times in a row, and his arm was a little sore, Zhang Qing's colleagues who were hiding behind the battlements to rest looked at the Qingzhou army below that still had not reduced their numbers, and couldn't help but curse secretly.

If it was a sergeant of other Jizhou Army, he would not be so hardworking.

If you can't even live, I'm afraid that no one will consider the idea of making meritorious contributions. Many of the defenders in Plains City are thinking like this now. After all, what the situation in the city is, many people themselves are also very clear in their hearts, and there is not much hope for whether the city can be defended.

The more you work now, the more the city will be breached in the future, and I am afraid that it will be liquidated.

But Zhang Qing is different, he is Zhang He's family soldier, and he is Zhang He's cronies, and he can be said to be both glory and loss.

Others can not sell their lives, but he can't help it. As Zhang He's personal soldier, if his master is unlucky, he will also be unlucky.

After resting for a while, feeling that his arm was no longer so sore, Zhang Qing picked up the bow in his hand, ready to shoot some more soldiers of the Qingzhou Army, but this time his target had changed from the sergeant under the city wall to the ladder.

Just as he was resting, a few more ladders were set up on the city wall by the people of the Qingzhou Army, and countless Qingzhou soldiers were climbing on the top of the ladders, but after a while, more than a dozen soldiers of the Qingzhou Army had climbed onto the top of the city.

If it continues like this, this city will basically be unable to hold it, and Zhang Qing also knows it.

Bending the bow and arrows, after a while, Zhang Qing had already shot several Qingzhou troops on the ladder one after another. When one of them fell down the ladder, he fell down with two of them.

Listening to the screams made when he fell from the ladder, Zhang Qing showed a satisfied expression. However, he also knew very well that with this life alone, it was almost impossible to save the situation in the plains. Soon Zhang Qing had already aimed at a cloud ladder, looking at the Qingzhou army that seemed to be of a very high grade.

No matter how many pawns there are, they are just pawns after all...

Looking at the number of Qingzhou troops below, even if he killed thousands of them, he couldn't change the situation of the battle, but the officers were different. No matter how strong an army is, it is impossible to have a thousand officers.

"Die!"

With a fierce saying in his heart, Zhang Qing let go of his hand.

But just when he thought that the arrow would be hit, he was horrified to see that the arrow that should have hit was actually blocked by a shield.

After blocking the arrow with his shield, the man behind the shield gave him a cold look, and then continued to climb upward, as if he had not taken this matter to heart at all.

However, this time, Zhang Qing was stimulated.

That cold gaze made Zhang Qing feel stimulated, and after scolding in a low voice, Zhang Qing bent down again to take the arrow. I saw that the arrow was shooting towards the target again, and this time Zhang Qing's hand felt very good, and the arrow actually went straight to the head.

But just when Zhang Qing thought that he could definitely take the other party's life this time, he saw that the general of the Qingzhou Army just gently raised the shield in his hand and blocked the arrow again.

If you want to say that the only thing Zhang Qing did this time, I'm afraid it was that he successfully attracted the attention of the other party...

The two consecutive defeats made Zhang Qing a little stimulated, and he asked himself if he was not a marksman, and he usually had a bit of an arrow. This time, he missed twice in the hands of the same person, which is really something that he has rarely encountered in his life.

But...

Just as Zhang Qing was about to open his bow, he had just poked his head out from behind the battlement, but saw a black shadow speeding towards him.

With a "poof", Zhang Qing lay on his back on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

At the same time, looking at the fallen archer, Guan Hai smiled cruelly.

After this fly caught his attention, he was already thinking about how to deal with the other party, he was not a good man and a woman, the other party provoked him several times, how could he not react? It just so happened that he still had a hand axe on his body, and with his arm strength, even if the distance between the two sides was dozens of paces, it was just a simple matter...

After getting rid of the fly, Guan Hai was only a few steps away from the city.

Watching a sergeant above him climb the city wall and fight with the defenders behind the city wall, Guan Hai also cleaned up his expression, and climbed up quickly with his hands and feet, but in the blink of an eye, he had reached the top.

At this time, the first sergeant to climb the city wall had been besieged and killed by the defenders at the head of the city, and the remaining defenders also surrounded him with spears, trying to stab Guan Hai, who had already climbed the battlements.

However, over the years, Guan Hai has already experienced many similar things, how could this little scene be. Without waiting for the soldiers of the Jizhou army to besiege him, Guan Hai had already jumped off the wall first, and the shield in his hand was still violently turned out.

The shield behind an inch, coupled with Guan Hai's brute force, can imagine how powerful it is. The two Jizhou soldiers who were smashed fell to the ground in an instant, unable to get up for half a day, and Guan Hai rushed out along the gap that was smashed open, and before those shocked soldiers re-besieged it, he preemptively solved the nearest one, and made the gap even bigger.

On the city wall, the Jizhou army has an absolute advantage in numbers, but in terms of bravery, no one is the enemy of Guan Hai. In the face of Guan Hai's constantly wielding broadsword, after a while, five or six Jizhou troops had fallen to the ground.

Behind Guan Hai, more and more soldiers also climbed over the wall.

The tide turned in an instant...

After making up his mind to take the plain even at a certain price, Yan Shao really invested his blood this time. Including Guan Hai, as many as seven or eight generals led the team to attack the city, which included not only Guan Hai, but also a series of other second-rate generals such as Wu Anguo.

When these people are in front of the two armies, they may only be able to barely resist in the face of those super-first-class fierce generals, and they may even be picked and killed in a few rounds. But when it comes to these ordinary soldiers, they are as strong as monsters...

Zhang He quickly noticed the situation here, and even asked Han Meng, who was injured, to rush over. It's a pity that Han Meng, the fierce general of the Jizhou Army, can't exert his full strength at all when he is injured, and what he can show now is only the level of Wu Anguo.

In the face of more and more Qingzhou troops, it can only be supported by hard work...