Jiang Gan's red eyes glared, and he rushed forward with arrows, not waiting for the barbarian to raise his feet to cross the battlements and step into the city wall, Jiang Gan's blade had already hit with the wind, a cold light shot the soul, and a blood line flew away, and the next second, the barbarian's head rolled in the air, and his strong body immediately fell backwards, smashing the barbarian with a cloud ladder behind him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What are you bastards doing hiding down there? Quickly throw the bucket down, or the brutes will break through the city wall, and everyone will die! ”

Jiang Gan put away his sword, turned around and roared, and under the threat of the murderous gaze, those young and strong people hiding behind the battlements ran in fear, picked up the gong bucket full of feces and threw it outside the city wall.

There was a 'bang' sound, and the buckets that looked like falling rocks shattered on the ladder of the brutes, and the sticky and foul filth flew around like mud, causing many barbarians to dodge, and for a while it messed up their attack and kill arrays.

"Commander, there are too many brute soldiers, and there is already a gap on the right side of the east wall!"

In the roar of fighting, the colonel of a county soldier rushed over, Jiang Gan led the troops to stick to a battlement, cutting down more than a dozen barbarians one after another, and before he could take a breath, he heard the words of the colonel, which made Jiang Gan crazy with resentment!

"Bastard, how did you open a defensive gap by the barbarians, it must be your cowardly retreat!" Without waiting for the school to say anything more, Jiang Gan went up with a knife and landed the head of the school on the ground. Immediately, he yelled at Ma Zhong, who was dozens of paces away: "You immediately lead people to kill the gap in the right wing, if you can't hold it, you will give Lao Tzu where to die!" ”

Ma Zhong held a nine-foot long-handled broadsword, retracted and stood out, slashed straight down, and cut off several barbarians who had just attacked the battlements, and beside him, several county soldiers stepped forward with guns, stabbed them indiscriminately, and temporarily stabilized the stability of the battlements, so that Ma Zhong could not speak, roared to himself, and led the hundred and ten county soldiers around him to the right side of the city wall to kill.

On the corner tower of the inner wall separated from the city wall by a doorway, Yao Qisheng hoarsely throated, and constantly urged the young and strong soldiers in front of him to push out several stone throwers in the corner tower.

When the patrol guard stabilized the stone thrower, Qing Zhuang tied up one by one fire oil bottles and put them firmly in the stone throwing trough, with an order, two burning fireballs were ejected, the huge fire ball crossed the city wall, and fell straight on the barbarian attack array outside the city, the "bang" fire oil bottle collapsed, the fire oil was scattered and splashed, and the fire ignited in an instant.

"Withdraw... These cowardly Xia bones... Evacuate..."

Looking at the sudden sea of fire, many leaders of hundreds and thousands of barbarian households shouted anxiously. Because the oil and filth are extremely flammable, some of the barbarians who dodged and retreated directly died in the sea of fire, as for those who climbed the ladder and tried to climb the city wall, the barbarians were suspended in the air, Jiang Gan and Ma Zhongtong led the county soldiers to hold on to the death, one after another the barbarians were stabbed down by the Xia people's evil blade spears, and the downstream sea of fire was rancid, pungent and obscured with angry smoke and fire, and it took only two or three breaths of effort, these barbarians only felt nauseous and exhausted, and with the indiscriminate pressure of the archers on the city wall, these barbarians fell one after another and fell into the thick fire, screaming for death, such a tragic scene directly shocked the other siege barbarians, and under the deterrence of blood splashing on the stumps, the entire barbarian siege array couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Under the eastern city wall, in the middle of the barbarian array, Na Ke Bato of the Blue Wolf Department saw this scene, waved his scimitar angrily, and without hesitation, he cut down a leader of a hundred tribes who said that he was retreating: "The eagle of the grassland will only fight with the thunderstorm and fly to the higher sky, and will never retreat cowardly, otherwise, you will defile the protection of the Sumatra Saint... Don't withdraw, for the glory of the heroic soul, continue to kill! ”

Barto howled in awe, trying to stop the retreating besieging brutes, but the sea of fire was ahead, and the scorching fear soaked the hearts of these brutes like a night covering the earth.

At this moment, in the northeast direction of the barbarian torrent, smoke and dust flew up, and the horse's hooves shook, and this sudden abnormal situation made the barbarian attack sluggish.

In the distance, Chatai Laejin stood in the front of the brave cavalry of the headquarters, and when he saw the cavalry appearing in the direction of his right flank, he suddenly felt resentful in his heart: "These endless Xia people have finally sent reinforcements without knowing whether they are alive or dead!" Amda, those soft bones are handed over to you! ”

When the words fell, Amda, who had been promoted from the gateway slave of Chataila to the leader of the thousand households of the green wolf, shouted loudly, and immediately rushed out of the horse, more than 2,000 green wolves rode bravely to kill, and behind him, the wild fox and other tribes sent hundreds of brave horses to kill the attacking Xia cavalry.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Lin Xiu and Li Hu led more than 1,200 light cavalry brothers to appear in the field of vision of the barbarians, because they detoured to the wild woodland and went straight to Lincheng, so they avoided the dispersal of the barbarians.

When Lin Xiu saw the sea of fire in front of the east gate of Lincheng, he drew his knife and snorted, Li Hu next to him nodded knowingly, immediately turned his horse, and led more than 500 light cavalry to the south, straight to Amda, as for Lin Xiu, he rushed to the torrent of barbarians who had retreated under the city wall, this time he wanted to give full play to the general's force, so that the barbarians could eat all the pain in the world in their own recklessness and arrogance!

"These Xia bones... Don't mess up, hold on... Stabilize Lao Tzu... You low-boned slaves..."

Bato noticed that the cavalry was rushing to kill, and his heart was in a hurry, but the fire and the defenders of the city had consumed most of their offensive momentum, and while the front attack was inexhaustible, there was a strange situation in the back, which made the barbarian torrent rout imminent, and the warriors of Barto and the green wolf drew their swords to suppress the formation, cutting down hundreds of weak soldiers of other tribes, and they could not suppress it.

On the city wall, due to the sharp decline of the barbarian siege situation, after Jiang Gan threw the corpse of the last barbarian soldier from the city wall, he climbed the battlements and looked into the distance, Lin Xiu and other more than a thousand light horsemen were directly in sight, and at this time, Yao Qisheng had already rushed from the corner tower behind, and he said urgently: "What is that voice?" ”

"My lord, it's Xia Qi, it's our reinforcements..."

Although there are only more than 1,000 riders, but for Lincheng, who is alone for more than a month, this is tantamount to nectar falling in the desert, which makes people's hearts cold and sweet, and at this time, the immature but resolute and decisive voice sounded again.

"My lord, Rong Mo will lead the rest of the sentinels to pick up the reinforcements!"

Yao Qisheng turned around and saw that Ma Quan had already asked for his life, but at the moment, the Lincheng Sentinel Cavalry Battalion was only two hundred horsemen at best, and the barbarian soldiers under the city were at least seven or eight thousand, how could he rush over?