I'm really sorry.,Because of the mistake of the chapter name.,There were two 725,Two 726.,But the background can't be modified.,So it's postponed as 727、728......

Because, there have been soldiers outside the wall, and I am trapped in the garden by this accident.

Obviously, in addition to the Xue family and the Luo family, there have been external forces, including a third party, intervening, which has rapidly expanded and complicated the situation.

My troops are still in the city, and they are still in control of the east gate with Roche, but the problem is that they are in the opposite direction, separated by a chaotic battlefield in the middle.

This is a bit troublesome, because it is a banquet, and it is the home field controlled by Roche, so it is really inconvenient for me to bring too many people in.

Only by finding a suitable route and returning to the garrison and protection of our large army can it be possible to decide on the next situation and deal with it.

As for what happened on Roche's side, it seems that we are not the people around me, with more than 30 firearms, and we can easily afford to participate.

At this time, a personal soldier who went out to explore the way over the wall also returned.

"It's all blocked outside......"

He said with a solemn face

"Even if there is a gap under the wall, the nearby street corners and alleys are full of unknown people......

"Then there is only another way out......"

I shook my head.

Then my eyes shifted to a piece of water shining in the darkness, and suddenly my heart moved, I really had a relationship with the sewers.

Then, he found a ditch that connected to the outside world from under the wall, which was only about chest height, and he could stretch it to the edge with his hands open, so he could only bow his head and move forward.

Although it is spring, the money in the ditch is still a little cold, but compared to the short-term sense of security and the fire that has just staggered, the stinky mud on the legs and feet is nothing.

It's like some kind of history repeating itself, I put the meat in my arms and hugged the young Gajia, and hid in the ditch of Luodu City to escape, and it was only yesterday.

The only difference now is that there are more followers around me, more than two dozen followers.

Compared with a sense of security in a quiet place, even Luo Sijin, who seems to have always been pampered, is a little silent and trying to adapt.

The whispered slogans and the relatively neat footsteps of the runners not far away all confirm to some extent that these newly emerged armies are somewhat well-trained in terms of order and combat effectiveness.

This is obviously not good news for me.

The appearance of these unknown foreign forces also means that the Luo Domain, which originally had an advantage in military strength in the city, no longer has some kind of overwhelming advantage.

What's more, if I'm not mistaken, the high-ranking members of the Luo clan led by the feudal lord Luo Zhanji are still in the lobby of the city lord's mansion, which means that the Luo clan army stationed in the city lacks a leader with sufficient prestige and status to make decisions on the spot.

And you can only react passively in place or in the process of communicating with each other, slowly wasting precious reaction time. During this period, all they could do was send troops to support the trapped upper echelons of the City Lord's Mansion. And like adding oil, he was involved in the whirlpool of this melee and left.

Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but be a little more pessimistic about the Luo Fan troops in the city.

It's been a long time since I've encountered such a dangerous situation full of a sense of crisis and powerlessness, and my mind is running at full strength, just like the journey of a thousand miles of escape.

The ditch soon came to an end, however, and we waited a little longer, listening to at least three times of running past, before we heard the dull sound of horses' hooves.

There is also the sound of the wheel hub turning in the opposite direction. In the direction of the sound of the road, I stretched out a lens slightly, and in the dim reflection was a team of several carriages, illuminated by a dozen flickering torches, slowly driving towards this place.

"Hands-on ......"

At the sound of an order, a group of figures jumped onto the road one after another, after a rapid strike like a shower.

The road was littered with dozens of corpses and dying wounded, and a few fish who tried to escape were chased after them in a few steps, killing and throwing them to the side of the road.

A moment later,

In the fresh smell of blood, I put on the other man's robes and sat behind the carriage full of barrels and chests, and rushed forward surrounded by the same cross-dressing crowd.

After a little inspection, I found that several wooden barrels in the car were filled with sticky grease and spicy liquor, and the boxes contained thick winter coats or something.

It could be used as makeshift shelter along with the wagon, so I stopped my men from throwing them away.

We walked along the winding streets in the direction of the northern city wall, because the planning of the city was chaotic, and it was easy to get lost if it meant to walk around.

Therefore, it was only in the vicinity of the city wall that it was possible to leave a relatively straight and spacious passage for the troops.

This judgment also made us gradually leave the noise behind us after turning a few streets.

The gray city walls were already in sight, but before we could breathe a sigh of relief, luck seemed to run out at once.

At the intersection of the city walls, we almost collided head-on with a group of people holding torches, and both sides were almost stunned for a moment.

I hurriedly shouted in my heart

"Password ......"

"Please enter the urn ......"

The other party shouted out almost reflexively

Then, the pro-soldiers who were the first to set up a platoon to shoot were beaten to the ground on their backs, and then they were killed in the middle of the opponent, leaving a corpse behind with their knives in their hands, and the rest of the people were routed and scattered.

At this time, I thought a little more and left a captive to be tortured, after the other party had cut off four fingers.

I finally knew that the other party was actually a soldier and horse from Lulong Town in Pinglu Road, who had just been ordered to enter Liaoxi half a month ago to wait.

Obviously, when welcoming relatives, the unexpected ambush and surprise attack that suddenly occurred in the city included both the Luo clan and the Xue clan. It's just that the other party missed the factor of me and my army.

However, the momentary movement of the battle here was enough to alarm more enemies, and once again attract several converging flames.

After all, the sound and movement inspired by the firebolt are so unusual that the first time you fight, you can still make the other party wonder, but the second time, it will become a means of naming the other party.

At this time, the barrels of wine and grease in the car, along with the cotton clothes in the boxes, were used, and these flammable liquids were soon spilled on the ground, and the cotton clothes were hung on the walls and under the eaves, looking like a faint human form.

Then, the sounds and movements of the recent rush became chaotic in a stumbling and stumbling shout and exclamation.

Then the torches dropped from the building, in a few breaths, turned the corner corner into a blaze and screams.

As for the horses that pulled the carts, they were also relieved. But I had no intention of riding it, for I didn't know how to die riding a horse through a dark city without adequate lighting and control.

Therefore, the horses pulling the cart were tied to the delayed firecrackers that had been improvised with the medicine packets, and then they galloped away in the opposite direction with the stinging neighing and the occasional crackling roar.

In this way, it should be able to buy us some more time, while the rest of the people, along the shadows under the walls, with me, rushed forward with their legs and legs.

I don't know how long I ran, but I felt that my hands and feet were gradually sore and stiff, and my blood was boiling and sweating like rain, and I gradually became sluggish and cold in the cold night wind.

Then I saw a continuous firelight in front of me shining on this armor, which vaguely looked like the banner of the Roche, but I did not rush forward, but ordered to slow down slowly from side to side, and then shouted to the face by one of the personal soldiers

"Please enter the urn ......"

"Catching a turtle in an urn ......"

The other party shouted after a moment's delay.

Then I determined the identity of the other party, and it was actually the enemy who rushed in front of me to intercept it, and disguised himself as Roche's men.

Immediately afterwards, I signaled to slow down and walk forward, and when the other party saw the dress that was walking in the front, he couldn't help but show a certain relaxed expression, and the bow and crossbow in his hand also lowered down.

Seeing that my man had come within twenty paces of the range, the other party was also a little surprised and confused. It seems that because I only have these people on my side, and I have been through battle; Then they all raised their hands and responded with a slam.

The crossbow-wielding enemies at the front were the first to be defeated, followed by the panicked archers who missed their heads.

However, these disguised enemies suddenly became chaotic, and then there was an even more dense burst of thunderbolts.