The siege continued.

The drums shook the sky, and the morale of the soldiers in the bloody battle in front was soaring to the extreme, except for the white waves of the paddling, all of them were desperate to climb the enemy city one after another.

Niu Fu scolded the soldiers himself, defended the first line at the east end and the first line of the city wall at the west end, and handed it over to Zhang Ji's uncle and nephew to defend.

Zhang Ji has always been strict in the Xiliang Army, and the 2,000 soldiers and horses under his command are all elite soldiers, although the combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced due to frostbite, but he can still fight.

It is precisely by relying on these two thousand elites that he is struggling to support himself in a situation where he is not in a situation.

The area that Xu Huang attacked happened to face Zhang Ji.

After a quarter of an hour of siege, hundreds of soldiers were killed and wounded, but he still failed to capture the enemy's city.

Seeing that it was difficult to break the city, Xu Huang was aroused by his ambition, turned over and dismounted, carried a big axe, and climbed the ladder himself.

This scene, Su Zhe, who was sweeping the formation, could see it clearly.

Dong Zhao also saw it, and couldn't help sighing: "It seems that this Xu Gongming is really obedient to Su Cheqi, and he can attack the city so at the cost of his life." ”

Su Zhe smiled with satisfaction and said happily: "Xu Huang is an invincible blade, let's see how he performs today!" ”

Under the city wall, Xu Huang climbed the ladder with a knife, took a few steps up vertically, and in a blink of an eye, he was as high as Zhangxu.

On the battlements, the corresponding Xiliang soldier hurriedly lifted a flying stone and threw it towards Xu Huang with a roar.

The flying stone rolled down, but Xu Huang was not afraid at all, his left hand grasped the cloud ladder, and the big axe in his right hand swung out.

Bang!

A dull thump sounded, and more than twenty heavy flying stones were easily shaken out by him with an axe.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Huang's body rose to the ground, took advantage of the momentum to climb a few steps, and in an instant, he had climbed to the halfway point of the city wall.

The enemy guards at the head of the city couldn't help but panic when they saw the flying stone flying method blocking, and they hurriedly stretched out their fork rods, resisted the upper end of the ladder, and tried to push the ladder all the way out, falling to death Xu Huang.

At this time, Xu Huang was still more than a foot away from the city, and the big axe in his hand could not reach the enemy at the head of the city.

But he did not panic, leaned down on the ladder, freed one hand, drew his short knife from behind his waist, and threw it at the enemy with a whoosh.

Burst!

With a muffled sound of flesh tearing, the Xiliang soldier holding a fork pole was directly hit in the head, and fell to the ground without saying a word

The crisis was lifted again, Xu Huang roared a tiger, made a few sounds, and jumped onto the city.

The rising sun shone on his mighty body, and he looked down on the panicked enemy on the city wall, as if the gods had descended to earth.

Several enemy soldiers in front of him were about to hit him with flying stones again, but as soon as they raised their heads, they were shrouded in shadows by the tower-like figure.

Before they could scream, the battle axe in Xu Huang's hand swept out, and a row of heads fell to the ground.

"Xu Huang is here, who dares to come over and send him to death!" Xu Huang jumped off the battlement, the big axe was horizontal, and he roared proudly.

The Xiliang pawns around him who were frozen to stiffness were temporarily intimidated by Xu Huang's might, and they didn't dare to rush up.

Under the city wall, the Soviet soldiers who were besieging the city were greatly encouraged when they saw Xu Huang's success in ascending the city, and their fighting spirit became even more fierce.

The Soviet siege was even more fierce.

At the head of the city, those panicked Xiliang soldiers finally reacted, I don't know who shouted first and rushed towards Xu Huang, and the rest of the enemy soldiers all plucked up their courage and rushed on all sides.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Xu Huang roared wildly, and the battle axe swung out like a wheel, smashing all the enemy soldiers who rushed up.

With his own strength, he was able to keep the enemy from approaching and gain precious time.

In this moment, the Soviet soldiers below had already scrambled to climb to the top of the city, and the number of people who climbed the city reached dozens in a blink of an eye.

The more the Soviet army ascended the city, the more the Xiliang army was squeezed backwards, and the situation was already in danger.

When Zhang Ji saw that the battlements had been broken through, he hurriedly got up and shouted: "Cowards, force me to go up and take advantage of the enemy to take advantage of the city!" ”

Xu Huang, who was in a great way, recognized Zhang Ji among the heads, and without saying a word, he pounced on him with an axe.

The battle axe passed everywhere, leaving no life, leaving the flesh and blood in the air behind him, killing a gap and blood, like a bloody god of war, horizontal in front of Zhang Ji.

"Zhang Ji, leave the head!"

With a wild roar, the blood-stained battle axe in Xu Huang's hand, with the power of splitting the sky, squeezed the vacuum, and slashed at Zhang Ji with a mighty head.

Suddenly, Zhang Ji was shocked to feel a strong sense of oppression rushing over, making him almost suffocated.

He panicked, looked up, and was surprised to see Xu Huang slashing with an axe.

"A traitor surnamed Xu!" Zhang Ji shouted, surprised and annoyed.

Zhang Ji also knows the generals of the Bai Bo Army, Yang Feng and others are not afraid of their martial arts, only Xu Huang, who is rumored to have the strength of a top general, and his martial arts are unfathomable.

Seeing Xu Huang kill today, how can he not be shaken.

Just when he was angry, Xu Huang was merciless, and the big axe slashed into the air.

The head of the city is narrow, and there is nowhere to avoid it, only hard blocks.

He also knew that if he retreated in a cowardly fight, the sergeant would immediately crumble and the walls would be unstoppable.

He had no choice but to summon up his confidence, forcibly hold away his fear, take a deep breath, pour all the strength of his body into his arms, and vigorously raise his gun to block.

In an instant, the axes and guns collided.

Throat!

In the earth-shattering roar, the raging power infused into the battle axe poured into his body along his big gun, and the surging force ruthlessly slapped his internal organs, shaking his qi and blood and his chest painfully.

He even felt that the five fingers holding the gun were in great pain, and the tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

"This guy surnamed Xu, his martial arts are so strong...... "At that moment, Zhang Ji was shocked in his heart.

Xu Huang didn't give him a chance to be frightened, and with another loud shout, the second axe slammed into the sky, rolling up the dust, and came obliquely.

Zhang Ji's qi and blood surging to his throat and eyes had not yet been suppressed, and in a hurry, he could only barely take a breath and fight hard to block the spear.

Clang!

There was another hunting roar, and the flying sparks burst into flames.

Under the blow, Zhang Ji felt the power of a thousand catties crashing again, and the already unsettled qi and blood were shocked again.

The crazy force shook him even more unsteadily, and his body staggered back a few steps, hitting the city wall.

The base of the tongue was sweet, and a trace of blood had leached out of the corner of the mouth.

In just two moves, Xu Huang shocked this Xiliang general to the point of bleeding in his mouth and causing serious internal injuries.

In the next second, the battle axe in Xu Huang's hand danced wildly like the wind, and the overwhelming shadow of the axe came from all directions, enveloping Zhang Ji in it.

The situation was in crisis, Zhang Ji couldn't care about the pain in his chest, endured the pain, and tried his best to carry it to the death.

Zhang Ji was struggling to hold on, and in his kung fu with Xu Huang, hundreds of Soviet soldiers and soldiers had gone to the city one after another, and the swords ruthlessly slashed at those enemy soldiers who were in turmoil.

The Xiliang Army was already small in numbers, and it was frozen to the point that its combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, and with more and more Soviet troops, it fell into a situation of collapse in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ji could only watch as the city was captured by the Soviet army little by little, but he was suppressed by Xu Huang, and he had no intention of organizing soldiers to block the Soviet army who landed in the city.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Huang's nine axes attacked, forcing Zhang Ji into a corner of the city wall, and the guns in his hands were scattered, and flaws were frequent.

Victory or defeat is just a few moves.

"Xiliang beast, go die!" Xu Huang suddenly roared angrily, the strength on the axe increased sharply, and the lightning was like lightning, and he attacked three axes wildly.

These three axes went down, and the strength had reached Xu Huang's extreme, blasting Zhang Ji to the point that he was at a loss, and even the big gun in his hand was almost shaken away.

His spear-like defense, under this earth-shattering attack, was lost.

Throat!

In another dull sound, Xu Huang's spear slashed wildly, this shot was so heavy that Zhang Ji was powerless to resist it at all, and even the person with the gun was shot out and hit the wall hard.

When he landed, Zhang Ji vomited blood from his mouth, his sternum clicked, and he didn't know how many were broken, and he sat directly on the ground.

The Xiliang soldiers on the left and right, seeing that their respected General Zhang was knocked to the ground, were all stunned and frightened and did not dare to move.

Xu Huang would not let him go, and stepped forward with a battle axe, and he was going to take his life.