"What's the daze, hurry up!" The little leader of the battle next to the cloud ladder jumped to his feet and shouted, he would not be like an ordinary homeless person, frightened by this small bloody scene, he could see it clearly below, the shot on the head of the city, the timing and angle were just right, and the last time the body was shaken off was also extremely old and spicy, but didn't this just mean that the other party's skills were exhausted.

"Don't worry, they're out of water." The little leader yelled, reminding the homeless people on the ladder who were a little cowering, yes, they all used their guns, and the boiling water was gone, and the homeless people were demoralized, screaming and continuing to rush towards the city.

"Quick, get your people to follow." The petty leader then beats the leader of the homeless people.

Song Caijie frowned slightly, not that he was dissatisfied with his own move, but that he found that the other party did not have a shield, and it was the best time to attack when he first appeared, but usually a group of three practiced a three-way attack or a round attack, facing the attack range of a head and half a shoulder on the ladder, and it was obviously unnecessary to attack like this.

"You don't have to be three people at the same time, one by one." Song Caijie immediately made a decision and changed the three-person attack strategy just set, and when he fled by the Yellow River, his talent in this area returned to his body, "One person, stab at the neck, whether it is hit or not, quickly dodge and let the brothers in the back come." ”

As soon as the words fell, another head popped up on the wall, Shang Yan just poured a basin of boiling water to get out of the way, and Shang Yu behind him became the first person to face this homeless person.

Shang Yan and Shang Yu both experienced the two battles before and after the transition river, and they were not flustered in the face of this situation, like Song Caijie, there was still a standard lunge sprint, piercing this person's neck without any suspense, but he couldn't cut off his neck with the tip of the gun cleanly, so he could only kick the ground with his right foot, twist his waist, retract his hands and retreat, and pull out the gun.

The man who was shot tilted his head and fell backwards, and the man who followed him also smashed down the ladder.

"Good!" Song Caijie praised loudly, "That's it, see if you see it, shoot quickly, accurately, ruthlessly, don't hesitate to pull out the gun, next!" ”

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Under the city walls, the small leaders kept urging the homeless people to climb up the ladder.

At the head of the city, the homeless people fell from mid-air one by one, and the two sides had entered a fierce white-knuckle battle, but at present, it seemed that the homeless people had no hope of victory.

Often, as soon as they show their heads, they are shot through the throat, piercing their necks, ranging from iron spear heads to sharpened sticks.

A few men were quicker and could barely dodge the first blow, but the second and third attacks that followed were equally deadly, and the one who held out the longest, after dodging the first blow, knocking the second blow, and successfully taking another step upward, was stabbed through the chest by the third shot just as he was about to climb into the wall, and then, like the others, fell into the corner.

The displaced people who had gathered together under the city had already made way for a clearing near the ladder, and all the people who had fallen from the city were lying on the ground, most of whom had died before they reached the ground, and occasionally a few of them had not been injured to the fatal point of a blow, and they were lucky enough to fall to the pile of corpses, and they were not dead for a while, and lay there wailing loudly.

I don't know if it was because of the bloody qi that stimulated the bloodiness, or because Gao Yingxiang sent some people to supervise the battle, the more than sixty corpses that were already lying under the cloud ladder not only did not frighten the homeless, but rushed up one by one without fear of death.

Twenty teams on the pass, more than 180 people, even splashing water and bringing out the gun, has been the turn, the initial panic completely disappeared, everyone lined up silently, and when it was their turn, they used that trick to sprint with the lunge that they had practiced in private, even if they couldn't make a contribution, they had to dodge without hesitation, and the brothers behind would solve it.

In this way, as the defensive side, compared with the black crowd under the city, the number is far inferior, but it is always a one-on-one situation, you can rest when queuing, and your physical strength is more dominant than the homeless people who climb the ladder.

At the beginning, Song Caijie was still a little uneasy, put on a posture and stood aside, if his side missed the first shot, he would make up for the second shot in time, for fear that a fish would jump on the wall.

However, as his subordinates became more and more stable with their guns, and their expressions were no longer panicked, he simply gave up this kind of extra move, and the homeless man who had held out the longest just now only insisted on three moves when he didn't make a move.

The members of the team are now all ruthless, the guns are flashed quickly, one hit misses, there are endless second and third blows, these homeless people on the ladder, martial arts are not good, and their strength is also poor, in the face of such means, there is no good way at all, like what, well, just like queuing up to send them to death, the end of the ladder, the battlement of the pass, has become a meat grinder for the bandits.

"Xiao Jie!" Song Caijie, who was staring at the battle situation, heard someone calling him, and when he turned around and saw that it was Li Dingguo, he smiled and said, "It's your turn?" Dingguo. ”

"It's almost time, I'll come in advance to see how it goes." Li Dingguo replied.

The current team members, plus Ma Er's subordinates, are almost more than 1,000 people, divided into six groups, each group of about 180 people, except for Li Zhi and Sun's father and son who do not have to go to the battlefield, everyone else has the responsibility of leading the team.

Each group was on duty at the head of the city for two hours during the day, and then at night for two hours the next day, so that everyone could take turns to rest and maintain their combat strength, and there were plenty of men on this not spacious pass.

"Why don't you use rolling logs and stones? To fight so hard in close quarters? Li Dingguo asked.

He can understand that the boiling water in a pot is too late to boil, and it is inevitable that he will have no experience in the first battle, but the rolling wood and stones on the pass are stacked well, and he has not moved at a glance, which he is a little puzzled.

"Reluctantly, save some use." Song Caijie said a few words with a few words.

"You, you deserve to be the big butler." Li Dingguo was a little funny.

"These people are not worth it," Song Caijie continued, "It's really a waste to use it on them, just use them to practice." ”

"Oh?" Li Dingguo was a little surprised, if Sun Kewang said this, he still felt that it was almost the same, that guy likes this kind of white-knuckle battle with fists to the flesh and guns and guns to blood, when will Song Caijie get better at this? Or is it hidden deeply, and I didn't see it before?

"Training!" Song Caijie said two more words, and then motioned to Li Dingguo to look at the people who were lining up to attack.

Li Dingguo, who was born in the army and has been in charge of military training, was very keen, and quickly noticed the difference between these team members and the subordinates he brought, more calm, more confident, and more solemn, and already felt a bit strong.