"Boom!"

The rain of arrows rained down like locusts, nailed to the masonry and stone, sparks rose in all directions, and when it sounded, there were screams one after another, and then I saw that the soldiers who were holding the masonry fell straight to the city. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Be careful!"

Liu Xi let out a low snort, and swung his sword to block the iron arrow that was shot at the soldier next to him, who was about to smile and thank him, but he didn't want another arrow to shoot and plunge into the soldier's head.

No!

Liu Xi shouted, trying to hold the immature-faced soldier, but he had already fallen into the dense Huns under the city together with the masonry in his arms.

"My lord, there are more and more Huns, what should I do!"

Xiong Gang's hoarse voice came from afar, the Huns sent troops to storm the city early in the morning, and the soldiers were like a tidal stream of water, completely disregarding their lives, which made the defense of the city extremely difficult, especially the continuous rain of arrows, which caused heavy casualties to the defenders.

With red eyes, Liu Xi grabbed the bricks and stones beside him with one hand, but five fingers were inserted into it, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and he threw the bricks and stones down.

"Put on the oil and keep smashing!"

With a roar, Liu Xi picked up a long knife indiscriminately, stepped forward quickly, cut down a few oncoming iron arrows, and then slammed the wooden ladder of the Huns, and suddenly dozens of Huns climbing on the wooden ladder fell down in surprise.

The Huns came like a tide all over the sky, with their extraordinary riding and archery skills to shoot dense arrows at the head of the city, angry eyes looked around, although there were a group of veterans such as the boy soldiers at the head of the city, but with the continuous consumption of guards and weapons, there was a tendency to be stretched.

"Go down and fight!"

Xiao Wu roared in a low voice, with his cultivation, the Huns' iron arrows and arrows naturally couldn't hurt him at all, but he was pressed and beaten all the time, which made Xiao Wu very unhappy, not to mention that there were more and more Huns under the city, if he couldn't kill and retreat, Yangqu City might be lost.

Hearing this, Liu Xi stepped forward and pulled Xiao Wu to Zhu, "Absolutely not." ”

There are many mysterious Wadsey on the Huns' side, as well as little-known disciples of Buddhism, but they have been slow to make a move, presumably in order to wait for themselves and Xiao Wu to expose their skills, so as to make a fatal blow.

Or maybe they were jealous of the Venerable in that secret realm.

In any case, before the fish died and the net was broken, Liu Xi was unwilling to let Xiao Wu be exposed again, otherwise as soon as he jumped off the city, several masters would come to besiege him, wouldn't he lose his life in vain?

was grabbed by Liu Xi fiercely on the shoulder, Xiao Wu's eyebrows flashed a trace of grievance, muttered a few words, broke free of his arm, collected the green steel sword, took the bricks and stones, and smashed towards the city with all his might.

"Brother Tong!"

A cry reached Liu Xi's ears, and his heart couldn't help but rise, and he followed the voice, only to see the figure of the boy soldier shaking, and an arrow stuck in his chest.

Because of the scarcity of armor, the Scouts had previously given his armor to a young man, the son of the robe, who was his friend in life and death.

Tong Jun is an old subordinate of his uncle Liu Han, and he came to help Liu Xi in danger, and when he saw him injured, Liu Xi immediately rushed over and supported him, "Uncle Tong, you are okay!" ”

A grin appeared at the corner of his resolute mouth, the boy soldier grabbed the iron tire bow in his left hand, and tried to pull the string with an arrow again with his right hand, but he pulled the wound, and the blood gushed out instantly, and he bit his lip and shot the arrow, and the Huns who were burying their heads in the distance fell in response.

"Young master, the subordinates are fine, and they ...... with the general back then"

At this point, the Scout's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the iron-tired bow that he raised again was almost unstable and came out of his hand.

"Come on, take Uncle Tong down to the city for healing!"

Without waiting for the boy soldiers to continue to speak, Liu Xi ordered someone to send him down, and Xiong Gang took the role of the enemy at the head of the city, although the latter said that he had been on the battlefield for many years, but he was still inferior to the boy soldiers in the art of war, and for a while, it was full of dangers.

The arrows rained down and clanged against the walls; Screams continued, and people were constantly injured and fell.

Unconsciously, there are many wooden ladders hanging on the head of the city, and on the ladders, the Huns shouted scimitars in their mouths, and their bodies were dexterous, like apes, and they climbed up quickly.

"Oil, where is the oil!"

Throwing aside the blunt long sword in his hand, Liu Xi roared again, and the biting cold wind blew violently, but he was sweating his clothes.

"Here, my lord, the oil is here!"

The gray-headed Luo Shan's voice was a little hoarse, carrying two wooden barrels on his shoulders, and the white mist at the mouth of the barrels was swirling, which was already hot oil.

Seeing Luo Shan, Liu Xi hurriedly stepped forward, took off a wooden barrel, and fell straight to a wooden ladder full of Huns.

The hot oil with the rising white mist poured down from the city, and in an instant, I had to hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls resounding throughout the four fields.

But that's just the beginning.

After pouring the oil in the barrel, Liu Xi tore off a piece of cloth on his body, wrapped it around the iron arrow he picked up casually, and then soaked the cloth in the oil again, ordered someone to light the fire, drew a bow and shot out.

Suddenly, the place where the oil had been drenched before spread raging flames, but all the Huns who had been broken with the oil became screaming fire men.

Under the pain, the Huns who were burned by the fire either rolled on the ground, or rushed to the people around them, and in the blink of an eye, the fire spread.

As soon as this scene came out, the rest of the people followed Liu Xilai's example, and the appearance of the Huns under the city being burned to death looked a little cruel, but at this moment when the soldiers met, where could they take care of these?

After using the oil of fire, the formation of the Huns immediately became chaotic, and the shouts were mixed with the burnt smell of flesh, which shocked the eardrums but pierced the nose.

After the Huns were in chaos, the pressure on the head of the city was immediately light, but before Liu Xi could take a breath, he saw a team of Huns rushing out of the rear camp, black horses and black armor, murderous, like a sharp knife inserted into the slightly panicked Hun team, constantly raising the bow and crossbow in his hand, and shooting the soldiers who were crazy with fire!

After the Huns who were on fire were killed, although the rest of the people had a look of fear on their faces, they rushed towards the city again with all their strength in the continuous shouting.

I didn't even want to die!

Liu Xi's heart sank even more, if the Huns used crowd tactics, how could Yangqu City still be able to hold it?

Now I can only do my best to obey the destiny of heaven!

Secretly saying to himself, he shot another rocket, and the flames that ignited in an instant were scorching and burning, and he vaguely felt the pain in his cheeks from the wave of fire.

"Be careful!"

The roar suddenly came from the head of the city, which was tired of facing the enemy, and when Liu Xi looked back, he saw Luo Shan rushing into the distance.

There, the soldier who was about to raise his bow and shoot a fire arrow was pierced through the throat by an arrow, and his figure was slowly falling, while the flame of the arrow in his hand was still beating, and it fell to a bucket of fire oil at his feet.

If this is on fire, the nearby oil drums will also be ignited, and the wind will disperse, and the whole city will be enveloped in a sea of fire in an instant.

This time, Yangqu City is self-defeating.

Everything came very suddenly, Liu Xi rushed out in a hurry, but it was still a little slow, and in an instant, a raging flame erupted.

Under the flames, Liu Xi wanted to raise his foot and kick the oil drum off the city, but saw Luo Shan, who had rushed before, standing in front of the flames blown away by the wind.

"My lord, defend Yangqu City!"

After saying this, Luo Shan actually held the burning oil drum, jumped off the city, landed under the city several zhang high, and after getting up on the ground with difficulty, he roared loudly and rushed towards the Huns.

"General Luo!"

Liu Xi, who reacted, exclaimed, but Luo Shan under the city had been shot by many arrows, and his body surrounded by flames slowly went down.

The corners of his eyes were a little sour, Luo Shan was puzzled by the world at first when he was framed in the Rampage Brigade, and then he worked silently for disaster relief and defending the city, and then died in the fire without hesitation at this moment.

It turns out that the person who has been ignoring him is the real hero!

Squeezing his reddened eyes, Liu Xi grabbed the oil drum at his feet and threw it to the city, a fire arrow came out, and his trembling voice roared, "Kill me!" ”

Perhaps infected by the anger and pathos in Liu Xi's words, the soldiers at the head of the city are all struggling to resist the enemy, and the fire waves are almost monstrous in the place of several feet below the city, roasting the cold wind and blackening the bricks and stones.

"Great Khan ......"

Behind the Hun camp, several beetles hunted with the wind, and Nuhar's cold-faced horizontal knife immediately looked at the siege battle in the distance without saying a word.

On the side, the Khalkha leader Mei Gan was full of anxiety, raised his head from time to time to look ahead, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke again, "Great Khan, these Han people have despicable methods, and if they continue to attack, they will only give Erlang's life in vain, and please think twice." ”

Mei Gan's words are exactly what Shunbuling wants, you know, there are his subordinates who are desperately trying to do it there, but there is a defeat in front of him, so naturally he must not propose the withdrawal of troops first, otherwise Nuhar will hold a grudge, but the whole clan will suffer.

Under the pungent smell of burning, the sound of pain cried out by the fire kept coming from his ears, and Shun Buling's heart became even more anxious, and he turned his head to see that Nuhar was still staring intently into the distance, and only swallowed the words from his mouth.

Sometimes, it's more ruthless.

"Collect the troops."

Finally, Nuhar dismounted and walked towards the sweat tent behind him, and when he heard this, both Meigan and Shunbuling breathed a sigh of relief.