The peasant army pushed the crash car to hit the city gate, and the two wings of the crash car were resisted by shield holders holding shields. Most of the arrows shot down from the city wall were shot on the wooden beams of the shields and siege vehicles, and the neat sound of the peasant army's "Yo Ho" sounded rhythmically, and every time the city gate was struck, Zhang Jin's heart jumped with it......

"Holy shit!" Zhang Jin hid in the female wall, put the crossbow arrow behind his back, drew his sword, and commanded the soldiers on the city wall: "Put stones!" Stone them to death! ”

A thousand-pound stone, using a wooden cart and axle wheels, smashed down from the battlement wall, just smashed into the body of the siege vehicle, rolled down from the wooden beam, and immediately killed and injured several peasant troops. The peasant army scattered in fright, and the soldiers on the wall took the opportunity to shoot arrows, and several more were shot down.

Soon, however, the peasant army was again organized under the command and supervision of heavily armed regular soldiers. A large number of peasant troops risked their lives to push and rush into the car, and the horn of "yo-ho-" sounded neatly again.

The stones fell again, killing several more peasant soldiers. Unfortunately, they were once again organized and slammed harder and harder.

Zhang Jin frowned. It would be nice if there was a cauldron of black oil, and if you splash it, you can use rockets to set the siege vehicle on fire. But the problem is that because the city was suddenly attacked in the dark, there was no time to prepare anything other than a few large stones and two cannons that had been placed here a long time ago.

"If only I had prepared early." Zhang Jin looked at the black-pressed siege army below and sighed in his heart.

In fact, there were not many regular troops in the Fangla army, and even many soldiers did not even have decent armor, and the peasant army did not even have decent weapons. Although the number of Fang La's army is large, its combat effectiveness is actually very weak.

If you can have a garrison of 1,000 people...... Thinking of this, Zhang Jin shook his head silently, and after glancing at the corpses of his fallen comrades, he seemed to understand a truth: no wonder the enemy army did not use the cloud ladder to attack, it turned out that he knew that there were not many defenders and wanted to fight a war of attrition......

There are only 246 guards at the east gate, plus 80 people transferred from the city defense battalion, there are only 326 people, and now dozens of soldiers have died.

Listening to the dull impact and the trumpet of the peasant army, every time the city gate was slammed, Zhang Jin felt that his heart was getting more and more nervous, and his heartbeat was so restless that he couldn't come up with a countermeasure.

......At this time, a fast horse suddenly came rushing on the street, and a general dressed in white jumped off the saddle, ran to the city wall, grabbed a spear from the ground, and came to Zhang Jin: "Brother Zhang, how is the situation?"

Zhang Jin looked at his right-hand man, and finally reluctantly showed a smile, and said, "We have to find a way to destroy their siege engine, damn it, they have been banging on the door......"

Pan Long nodded, looked up and asked, "What about the artillery?"

Zhang Jin glanced sideways at the two gun carriages, took a sip, and said, "One is blown up, and the other is ...... Hmph, it's a bit out of order, too. Moreover, there are no more explosive bombs, only buckshot. ”

"Try it!" After Pan Long finished speaking, he grabbed a shield, raised a shield in one hand and a gun in the other, passed through the rain of arrows, and came to the two gun mounts.

At this time, Fang Lajun's two catapults were also installed, constantly throwing stone bullets, stones and other objects at the city wall.

There is a kind of stone projectile that falls on the city wall and suddenly explodes, and countless small stones burst out, which is very lethal to the defenders on the city wall.

The catapult was located outside the range of the bows and crossbows of the city wall guards, and the defenders could not damage the catapults. A large number of stone bullets, stones, and even some incendiary and explosive materials were projected into the city towers and city walls, making the soldiers defending the city miserable.

The siege vehicle of the peasant army was still hitting the gate, and after the ramming car used the iron head on the thick wooden beam to hit the city gate, the wooden stake was set up to make the iron head swing back, and the peasant army on both sides pulled the rope and slammed the iron head into the city gate again......

With the help of several gunners, Pan Long set up the barrel, then stuffed the lead bullet, lit the fire rope, and with a muffled sound, the lead bullet fell suddenly towards the peasant army, "Ah" A miserable scream, after killing and wounding several peasant soldiers, the lead bullet finally stopped rolling down.

"Brother Zhang! Artillery works! Send someone to get the bomb quickly! I'm going to blow up the damn crash car! Pan Long said to Zhang Jin, who jumped over with a shield.

Zhang Jin nodded when he heard this, and hurriedly called four guards to go to the powder magazine in the city to get explosive bombs.

The bomb was not taken, and the rebels in the city were killed!

A team of more than 200 people first released a flower cannon into the sky, and after getting a response from outside the city, they rushed over in one fell swoop.

The rebels in the city were as fierce as thugs, holding steel forks, axes, pikes, etc., in their hands, and some of them also shot arrows from a distance, and the team of more than 200 people shouted frantically: "Rush! Kill the officers and soldiers!! ”

"What is this?" Pan Long frowned, and after glancing at Zhang Jin, he picked up the weapon in his hand, jumped down, and led the guards to fight with the enemy in the city.

The spear went straight out, and with a loud shout, Pan Long took the life of a scarn-faced man wrapped in a turban with one shot, and with the churning action, the spear clattered and sparked a long spark with various weapons.

"Brother Zhang, you go to defend the city! I'm here to deal with these little guys! After stabbing the spear again and taking another person's life with tricky marksmanship, Pan Long said to Zhang Jin behind him.

"Hmmm! Good brothers! It's up to you! ”

Zhang Jin danced with a sword in his hand, cut off a cold arrow, swept up, and immediately ran back to the city tower after stabbing the person who released the cold arrow to death with a sword.

At this time, the besieging army outside really sent hundreds of soldiers to climb the ladder and climb the city wall again.

"Hold on! Don't let them come up!! ”

On the city wall, on both sides of the tower, there are less than 200 troops. Zhang Jin took out the crossbow from behind his back and shot it at the peasant army that climbed the city wall. Seal your throat with an arrow!

Sou! A feather arrow came from below, this arrow was too fast, and it came quietly, Zhang Jin couldn't dodge it at all, and an arrow hit him in the shoulder.

"Eight kings! Eight kings! There was a cheer below, and it turned out that it was Fang Maung, one of the most powerful generals under Fang La, who shot Zhang Jin.

After Fang Xiang, who was standing in the chariot, shot Zhang Jin, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his palms to the left and right: "Arrows!"

Bending the bow, setting up the arrows, shooting, clean and fast enough to blink of an eye, with a whoosh, took the life of a soldier defending the city.

Zhang Jin held his shoulder, leaned against the female wall, looked down at the bleeding shoulder, the arrow cluster penetrated the armor and nailed into his ribs, the severe pain made him clench his teeth, his teeth bumped together, and a trace of blood oozed out of his mouth......

As if he had a premonition, Zhang Jin stretched out his right hand, touched his left shoulder, and saw that his palm was full of black blood, so he couldn't help but take a sip, gritted his teeth and said, "Dog's day...... Poison Arrow ......"

"Brother Zhang!" Pan Long, who was still fighting with the enemy in the city below, saw Zhang Jin's arrow, his heart sank, and he said left and right: "You all go up to defend the city, I can deal with it alone!"

Left and right, he led twenty or thirty soldiers to the city wall, leaving Pan Long alone in the fierce battle, and there were still more than 150 enemy troops in the city.

These rebel armies in the city were mainly composed of floating waves, low-level craftsmen and homeless homeless people in Suzhou. After surrounding Pan Long, he looked at the blood-stained gun in his hand, but he didn't dare to rush up casually to send him to death, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Come on!" Pan Long shouted at his enemies. His white clothes were stained with blood, almost all of them red—he hadn't even had time to put on his armor since he had been awakened by a sudden enemy attack.

"Up! Above! If you take his head, you can exchange it for a reward of 5,000 yuan......" The leader said with the encouragement of the left and right.

Hearing that his head was worth five thousand yuan, Pan Long sneered, turned around, suddenly took out the gun, and poked a shot in the abdomen that looked like a leader, and after seeing him fall in a pool of blood in disbelief and pain, he drank coldly: "Come on!"

Seeing that his eyes were like crying blood, he pushed the more than 100 people who surrounded him, all of them were shocked, they had long heard of the name of "Suzhou Pan Zilong", but they had a lot of blood from the Tanguts and Khitans on their hands, and they had a body of martial arts. Who would dare to step forward and die at this time?

However, as the so-called wealth is in danger, I don't know who shouted, "Kill him!" More than 100 people all raised their weapons in their hands, and they were afraid to attack Pan Long with their weapons, without rules and moves, just slashing indiscriminately.

Pan Long overturned one with one shot, stabbed left and right, and hit with a beating, prepared for attack and defense, and made a ruthless move, after stabbing one in the chest in one fell swoop, he pulled out his gun and knocked over two sneak attackers behind him.

Surrounded by a group of people, he had a brave face, and he only made 300 moves, and he harvested more than 30 lives.

As time passed, the eastern sky revealed a touch of fish belly white, and Pan Long had killed more than fifty people after killing for half an hour, but those thug-looking guys still surrounded him.

He looked sideways and saw that there were already several peasant troops of the Fang La army on the city wall crossing the battlement wall through the ladder, waving the weapons in their hands and fighting with the defenders in the city.

When the spear stuck in the enemy's body and could not be pulled out for a while, he held the enemy's corpse as a shield and fought them with a thirst for killing. His eyes were completely red, and the white clothes on his body were completely dyed black and red.

When he looked at the walls again, more and more enemies had climbed the walls and fought with the defenders. After Zhang Jin's shoulder was simply bandaged with a white cloth, he grabbed his sword and fought with the enemy.

Three enemy forces besieged Zhang Jin at the same time, and more and more enemy troops climbed the city wall. An enemy with a gun, taking advantage of Zhang Jin's unpreparedness, shot him into the calf......

Seeing this scene, Pan Long couldn't hold back any longer.

"Brother Zhang!!"

A figure swept straight up, and Zhang Jin, who knelt down on the city wall, saw Pan Long sweeping straight up, and at this time, there were several rebels in the city below who shot arrows into the air to pursue, but unfortunately the arrows all missed.

With a snort, the head of the spear plunged into the belly of a small soldier, the little soldier's eyes were wide, his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were full of disbelief, so he stabbed Zhang Jin, even with a hint of pride, and at this time, it was too late to regret it......

"Brother Zhang!" Pan Long held Zhang Jin's body. He was bleeding from his shoulder and legs, and at some point, he was hit by an arrow in his left chest.

"Zilong...... Do you remember? A weak voice came from Zhang Jin's mouth.

After stabbing down an enemy, Pan Long grabbed a shield, tears were hot in his eyes, and he leaned over and said to Zhang Jin: "Brother Zhang, sister-in-law I have already settled it, you have to hold on."

"Thank you...... Good brother...... Do you remember? Zhang Jin's lips had turned black, and his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's.

"What do you remember?"

"We follow General Seedling...... Fight the Western Xia, fight the Liao...... I kill seventeen enemies, and you kill thirty-four...... It's twice as much! But you ...... Too upright...... Just...... cough cough ......" Zhang Jin coughed up a stream of black blood, and his pupils gradually dimmed, "Zilong...... Brother Zilong, you have the ability...... Run away...... Bring your fiancée ......"

Tears rolled down Pan Long's eyes, and he clenched his fists and said: "Big brother, you will always be my eldest brother, don't talk about this, I'll take you back to see my sister-in-law!" As he spoke, he picked up Zhang Jin, holding a spear in his hand, his eyes were blood-red, like a bloodthirsty beast.

"Uh......" The arrow stuck in Zhang Jin's back, he felt it, and Pan Long said weakly: "Good brother...... You go quickly......"

After saying that, he fell on the city wall.

"Roar, roar, roar...... Come on...... Open the gates! ”

Another rebel army came to the city, rushed to the gates, killed the few remaining soldiers, cut down the wood that was nailed to the gates, and broke the gates.

"Roar...... Come on...... Kill ......"

"Kill all the dogs in the world......"

"Kill ......"

The army from outside the city poured in like a tidal wave, and the first thing to do was to clear the remaining garrisons from the city walls.

The Eight Great Kings Fang Maung personally led a team of heavily armed guards, followed the large army to the city wall, and when he saw Pan Long rushing left and right with a spear in his hand, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

An hour later.

It was already the hour, and the sun that should have been exposed in the east did not rise today, and the sky was still dark, and the vast earth, the cold wind was like a knife, and it was bleak.

Suzhou City. East Gate.

On the city wall, a corpse hung on a spear, and the head of the spear was nailed into the stone bricks of the city wall, as if inlayed.

It was the corpse of a hero.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the hunt is howling.

(End of chapter)