"Move the boulders, the enemy is coming!" Zhao Hong found that the enemy's bow and arrow cover had basically disappeared, and when he raised his head, he saw that the hedgehog-like corner tower that had been shot had become a blue flag waving, which showed that the situation was very serious.

Reaching out to pick up a heavy log brought by a stout working woman, Zhao Hong turned around and raised the big log high above his head, and slammed it towards the enemy's first dead soldier who had already exposed half of his head. The huge log rolled down the ladder with the smashed head first, and three or four people were knocked down like dominoes in a row, and finally lost their momentum and stopped.

The same thing happened on several ladders, and the remaining three first-timers reached the wall, but the moment they jumped onto the wall, the iron-clad wooden spear that had been waiting for them for a long time stabbed at them, and the first-handed-dead soldiers who could not dodge were immediately pierced. The blood of these first-timed dead men with atmospheric pressure sprayed a rain of blood on the wall along with the broken arteries, and then the corpses fell from the wall stacks one by one. Only one of the first dead soldiers was lucky enough to climb the wall, but he was quickly chopped into meat due to his weak strength.

At this time, in front of the gate of the village, more than ten bare-chested strong men holding large shields were standing in two rows in front of the door. Each of them struggled to carry the giant wood with the sharpened front end, and slammed it hard against the gate under the command of the labor trumpet. Near the walled gate, a huge impact force stirred up a puff of dust, and everyone on the walled wall could feel the huge shaking of the wall. At the beginning, there were a few brave Zhai Ding who leaned out and struggled to roll down the logs and boulders, and from time to time there were strong men who were smashed on their heads and bled out. But the cover of the archers under the walls also caused these brave men to die like ice beside a fire.

Seeing that the first attack in front of them had failed, the knights hurriedly waved the command banner up and down. The commander of the sword and shield soldiers, who had been observing the banner and had been waiting for the order for a long time, hurriedly turned around when he saw this. As soon as he gave the order, the armor-clad sword and shield soldiers who had been recuperating for a long time crossed the trench and began to raise their shields to climb the flying ladder. The thief archers under the wall struggled to pull out the full moon with their bows, and quickly suppressed and shot at the Zhaiding at the head of the wall.

The spearmen, who had suffered their first setback, held firmly on the ladder and lined up in formation, ready to follow the sword and shield soldiers to the village.

Although the rolling logs and boulders thrown at the wall effectively slowed down the climbing speed of the sword and shield soldiers, from time to time they knocked their shield-raising arms purple and blue. However, this did not pose a great threat to the sword and shield soldiers, but was killed and wounded by the enemy archers who were shooting at close range as he leaned out.

Soon a sword and shield soldier appeared on the end of the wall, and while he struggled to leap on both legs, the flexible round shield of his left arm had already protected the main part of his body, and two or three oncoming wooden spears were immediately blocked by the round shield. With the force of the collision of contradictions, the sword and shield soldier had already rolled to the side of the body of a strong man holding a wooden spear, and with the powerful force of the sword, he pushed horizontally and opened a big hole in the strong man's oblique waist. Before the strong man could fall down unwillingly, the sword and shield soldier had already used his figure to cover and approach a villager with a wooden spear. Immediately, the sword and shield soldiers waved down the sword that had been raised high, and the Zhai Ding, who found that the situation was not good, hurriedly raised the spear shaft to resist, but was split into two pieces by the spear of the company.

This also happened at the end of the walls of several other ladders to the city. The Zhaiding, who usually farmed the land, was forced to go head-to-head with these battle-hardened sword and shield soldiers. In the eyes of these veterans, the actions of the Zhaiding were as clumsy as children in both attack and defense, and the Zhaiding, which was full of loopholes, was immediately cut down by the sword and shield soldiers one by one. The defensive line on the walled wall has been torn open quite a bit. Led by the armoured and shield-wielding enemy samurai, spear-wielding enemy soldiers soon appeared at the top of the wall, effectively protecting the flanks of the sword-and-shield men leading the charge, making the armoured samurai's attacks even more furious. To add insult to injury, the already crumbling line of defense is on the verge of disintegrating.

At this time, on the right side of the walled gate, Zhao Hong was holding the door panel and struggling to resist the enemy's attack. Dogfights had also taken place here, and Zhao Hong found in the fight that the wooden spear that had been approached by the enemy was too clumsy to be used.

Zhao Hong took a step back with his left foot, and at the same time shifted the door panel to the left, blocking the spear stabbed in front of the left, and then the door panel shook to the right, knocking open the long knife from the right front, and the long knife hit the momentum of the door panel Zhao Hong took two steps back before stopping.

Cao Peng, beside him, relied on his powerful sword to fight against an enemy warrior wearing armor and a shield, barely blocking the attack momentum led by this fierce enemy. Liu Song and Li Yong also held the door panel to resist the enemy's stormy attack, but they did not have the strength to fight back, and they were also in danger for a while. The boss of the Wang family, who was hit by the arrow just now, was also fighting hard, but soon the wound began to bleed heavily due to the strenuous exercise. Due to excessive blood loss, the movements of the Wang family boss began to become clumsy and weak. A thief's spearman took the opportunity to thrust with his spear, and the boss of the Wang family, who couldn't dodge, was deeply pierced through the abdomen by the sharp spear tip. As the enemy soldier made the action of drawing the gun, the boss of the Wang family, who had already crushed his internal organs, suddenly fell to the ground, and the fragments of liver and intestines mixed with feces in the abdominal cavity flowed to the ground.

"Big brother!" Wang Ming, who screamed, only felt that his eyes were about to break, "I will avenge you." Wang Ming, who was full of anger in his heart, immediately confronted the murderer. Wang Ming was staring closely at the tip of the enemy's spear at this time, and the face of this murderer was also clearly seen by Wang Ming, who was only about ten years old, roughly the same age as Wang Ming.

If it is changed in the next life, the two may call each other brothers, drink, smoke, play, and pick up girls together. But the brutal war has made these two peers at the moment fighting for their lives. Facing the murderer who was devouring people in the posture of drawing the gun, Wang Ming's legs were slightly bent at the knees, slightly lowered his body, the heavy wooden knife handle was held tightly by both hands, the fingers of both hands were slightly deformed due to excessive spasms, and the curved kitchen knife was facing the sky obliquely in front of Wang Ming's lower abdomen.

"Killing" the murderer with a sudden stab, the tip of the spear struck as quickly as a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and Wang Ming's body did not move at all, as if he was stunned.

When it was close, Wang Ming didn't move at all, like an old monk in his mind.

Closer, Wang Ming still didn't move, and his eyes with tightened pupils didn't even blink.

I can already feel the chill from the tip of the spear. Only to hear a loud shout "break" burst out from the dantian vitality, Wang Ming's kitchen knife placed obliquely in front of his lower abdomen quickly slammed up, and the heavy back of the knife suddenly slammed into the tail of the spear tip, and was bent by the tip of the spear grazing Wang Ming's right arm.

While narrowly avoiding this thorn, Wang Ming's left foot has taken a big step forward diagonally, and his body has a 360° rotation with his foot as the axis, and the kitchen knife he is holding tightly has been pushed to the outside at the moment when his body rotates, and the kitchen knife that has gained angular momentum due to rotation has slashed into the enemy's soft neck after drawing a beautiful arc.

Before Wang Ming lost his angular momentum due to resistance, a young man's head flew up due to the conservation of angular momentum transmitted by a kitchen knife, and the full neck blood suddenly shot out along the cross-section of the artery under the high pressure of the heart, forming a brilliant and beautiful fountain, like a fiery red cockscomb in midsummer, proudly showing off the charming stamens in the wilderness.

Zhao Hong's army was still in good morale because they avoided the rain of arrows, but many of the Zhaiding in other places were already stunned by the bloody casualties, and some frightened Zhaiding even dropped their weapons and wanted to jump off the wall and start to flee, but they were stabbed to death by the fierce enemy soldiers in front of them, and the Zhaiding who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy was also cut down by thieves.

If you fled, once the epidemic was widespread, everything would be over. Desperate resistance will inevitably be exchanged for the enemy's bloody revenge, and the breached Baoji Village will definitely leave no chickens and dogs. Traveling to the Three Kingdoms era, it was a different ending, and Zhao Hong, who saw this scene, only felt a chill hit his whole body.

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