On the city wall, the two armies of Yan and Song were fighting, chopping sabers and war knives were waving, the two armies roared and shouted, and the wounded soldiers screamed miserably.

The Song army trapped in the city wall could not retreat in front or escape, like ten thousand trapped beasts, imprisoned in a cage, struggling desperately.

The wind is Xiao Xiao, bloody, in the Yanqi chain of arrow formations under the city, the Song army only relied on the wall cover, slapped a large place, dodged nearly 20,000 people, crowded each other, pushed and shoved.

The Song army, who couldn't find the bunker, faced waves of arrows in the air, like being cut down on wooden stakes, falling down in waves, and the corpses were lined up in the corridor.

Li Mugui shrunk in a wheelchair, his shoulders exposed to the wall, and unfortunately he was shot by two arrows in a row, and the blood was like a fountain of blood, and blood came out, oozing from the shoulder armor, dripping onto the bluestone slab.

In order to find cover, Li Mu kicked the corpse under his feet with great difficulty, slowly pushed the wheelchair, and looked for a safe way to hide.

At this time, Li Mu noticed that many Song soldiers next to him were hit by arrows, but they had to wave their swords and cut off the arrows at the wounds, and their faces were bitter.

He said painfully: "The rain of arrows in the Yan army is getting denser and denser, everyone hurry up to find cover."

He probably knew his words, he couldn't change the passive situation of the Song army, and he also knew that after being hit by an arrow, he was seriously injured, and his time was running out, so he quickly climbed to the wall, waved his sword, jumped down from the city wall, and went straight to the Yan army!

Looking at it, Li Mu couldn't help but close his eyes helplessly, as if he couldn't bear to see the cruel scene in front of him.

However, in the aisle next to them, many Song soldiers waved their swords to avoid the rain of arrows, often shooting with the rain of arrows, and the blood flowed, and they had to use the sword to support their bodies, as if they wanted to support their unyielding will, and as if they were supporting their noble heads.

Die with a clear will, never surrender to the Yan army!

Li Mu's face couldn't help but show a desolate smile.

War, war is cruel after all, blood and bones will eventually return to dust, dust to dust!

It's just that there are many Song troops on the city wall, if they become a live target of the Yan army and be killed one by one, Li Mu is unwilling, unwilling!

I couldn't help but turn my head and look at Tian Xu, who was hiding behind the wall and looking for fighters under the protection of the Song army, and shouted loudly: "Lord Tian, the Yan army is attacking with a series of arrows, the offensive is too fierce, and if you don't do anything, I am afraid that you can only sit back and be shot by the Yan army!"

The north gate completely fell, a large number of Yan troops attacked the city, and there were 20,000 Song troops in the aisle, and the casualties were not small.

Even if there are tens of thousands of brave soldiers who are lucky enough to persist, there are no reinforcements, and they can't turn things around, and even worse in the face of the Yan army's arrow formation, they can't avoid it, and there is no good way to resolve it.

Moreover, the Yan and Song armies fought fiercely several times, no matter what the early battle situation was, but the two armies fought hand-to-hand, and the Song army did not win. It has even been reversed by the Yan army many times.

Tonight, the main army was entangled by the Yan army and could not return to help, Li Mu knew that the Yan army's combat effectiveness was against the enemy with 10,000 people, and it could not stop the Yan army's edge.

Tian Xu and Li Mu had diametrically opposite thoughts, and he also witnessed the Yan army attacking the city, attacking the rain of arrows, like a downpour falling from the sky, but the Song army was still resisting, proving that the Song army's will was still there.

Continue to persevere, maybe be able to wait for the main force to come back.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he would rather fight to the death than give up, so that the Yan army can easily capture Wucheng.

Hearing Li Mu's words, Tian Xu guessed the intention of the other party's words.

withdraw, he would rather die than withdraw, and in the end, he will let the Yan army kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 himself.

At this moment, I can't help but despise Li Mu, because he is known as the number one general in the north, at the beginning, in the north to lead the troops to fight, surrender to the Song State, silent for three years, set up ambitions, fight with the Yan army, bloody shame.

Unfortunately, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and he fought many battles with the Yan army, but not only did not achieve any victory, on the contrary, caused the Song army to suffer heavy casualties.

The Yan army seems to have become his nemesis, and once there is a sign of defeat, he will immediately abandon the city and flee.

Not only is he worthy of the title of a famous general, but even an ordinary general is not as good as him.

Tonight, Wucheng encountered a crisis, and Li Mu proposed to abandon the city and flee for the second time, isn't this in the fierce battle, deliberately disturbing the morale of the army?

If it weren't for the critical military situation, he would have slaughtered Li Mu, so as not to disturb the three armies.

Tian Xu was furious, ignored Li Mu, and shouted wildly to the embarrassed Song army on all sides: "Fight to the end, live and die with Wucheng!"

With that, Tian Xu moved his body, quickly picked up the longbow left on the ground, looked for a fighter, pulled the bow and shot arrows, and blocked the Yan army.

Although he noticed that in the dark sky, the rain of arrows was like flying locusts, and if he was a little careless, he was attacked by arrows, but he had to break through the hardship and set an example for the soldiers of the three armies.

On the side, the Song army, hiding behind the city wall, witnessed Tian Xu and a scholar, regardless of his careless safety, risking death to fight back, the whole army was greatly encouraged, and couldn't help but scramble, draw a bow and shoot arrows, and fight back against the Yan army!

"Fight to the death, live and die with Wucheng!"

"Fight to the death, live and die with Wucheng!"

The Song army went forward one after another, fought bravely, drew their bows and fought back, shouting sharply from time to time, as if encouraging themselves.

On the steps, the number of Yan troops is increasing, the dense arrow rain in the air is non-stop, and the situation of the Song army has become more and more difficult, and no one has given up!

The Song army was like a mad fighter, fighting back with a bow, drawing a sword to resist the enemy, and the earth-shaking shouts infected all the Song army.

He occasionally shoots a rain of arrows, which is also a big threat to the Yan army watching the battle under the city.

Under the city wall, Huangpu Xuan and Ju Wentai are next to each other, witnessing the Song army fighting hard in the city wall, and the two people who have been fighting with the Song army for a long time can't help but be curious, and their expressions are full of weirdness.

With Emperor Yan leading troops to fight in the north, the Yan army went all the way south, and where it passed, the Song army fled when it heard the wind, and there was no decent combat effectiveness at all.

Just now, the Song army was also vulnerable in front of Yan Qi.

Nowadays, the small city wall, the Song army is possessed by the gods, and the combat power is full, making it difficult for tens of thousands of murderous Yan troops to move an inch, and they are blocked by the city one by one.

Huang Puxuan's brows were tightly locked, like a pimple, cold as frost, and he couldn't help but be afraid and wondered: "General Ju, what's going on with the Song army, why did the Song army's combat effectiveness and fighting will suddenly become very strong?"

How strong is the lethality of the Yan army's serial arrow array, Huang Puxuan, a general who is good at killing the enemy with arrow arrays, couldn't be clearer.

Even if there is a wall blocking it, the dense rain of arrows that fall into the aisle will bring catastrophe to the Song army, leaving them in fear and despair.

However, once in front of the Yan army, the timid Song army, with a small number of troops, persevered, and Huang Puxuan had to admire the Song army!

"No matter how strong you are, it's the end of a strong crossbow, and you can't hold on for long!" Ju Wentai squinted his eyes, leisurely, he believed that no matter what tricks the Song army had, in the end, the Yan army still won the victory, annihilated the Song army, captured Wucheng, and marched south.

However, with a cold look in his eyes, when he looked at the bloody battle of the Song army inside the city wall, in the chaos of the army, he noticed that Tian Xu was fighting with a bow, and he quickly guessed why the Song army suddenly had a strong will to fight, and why it was still struggling to persist in the fierce attack of the Yan army's serial arrow array.

Paying attention to Tian Xu's figure, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "It is rumored that Tian Xu is resourceful, and at present, it seems that he is still good at grasping people's hearts."

Tian Xu Yijie Wenchen, even though he is skilled in bows and horses, but unfortunately, he has no experience in battle, tonight, he is in the Song army, when he is in a difficult situation, he still leads the Song army to persist hard, I have to say, very courageous, must not be despised .

In addition to admiration, Ju Wentai did not hesitate, the stronger the enemy, the more heavy the other party should be, lest the Song army be in danger, kill a bloody road, and escape.

Ju Wentai turned his head and asked: "General Huangpu, can you have extra fire oil under your account, the north gate city wall cannot be attacked for a long time, so the only way to take cruel measures is to teach the Song army a good lesson!"

In the past few days, the Yan army has delayed too much time in Wucheng, and if it spends a lot of time in Wucheng during the battle, it will make the situation of Yan Kingdom more and more dangerous.

Break the city as soon as possible, go south as soon as possible, and reverse the situation of Yan as soon as possible, so that Yan can completely reverse the war and achieve final victory!

When Huangpu Xuan heard the voice, he bowed his head and said, "There is still left!"

Slowly drawing out the ring head knife, the sharp knife out of the sheath, sonorous and powerful, Huang Pu Xuan stared at the city wall, the Song army who bravely resisted the enemy, the corners of his mouth couldn't help revealing benefits, and ordered the Yan army around him: "The whole army acts, store fire oil in the clay pot, throw it all into the corridor of the city wall, light the torch, and prepare to throw."

Hearing the sound, the anxiously waiting Yan Jun hurriedly moved in unison, unloaded the oil tank on his body, strode wildly, waved his arm in a hurry, and threw the oil tank into the corridor of the city wall.

In an instant, the Song army in the city wall was completely destroyed, and the clay pots of iron fist size fell silently from the air, and there were often many heads of the Song army who happened to concentrate on fighting.

With a bang, the clay pot cracked, and the fire oil splashed everywhere, slowly leaving from the top of the Song Jun's helmet, spreading on the face and flowing on the body.

Those, did not concentrate the clay pots of the Song army, hit the bluestone slabs in the aisle, or hit the walls.

Bang bang, bang bang.

The oil tank fell into the city wall, fell on the bluestone in the walkway, crackled, the oil splashed, or flowed on the surface of the bluestone slab, or spread down from the wall, and soon, the walkway was wet.

In the aisle, the Song army fought bloodily, smelling a strong smell of fire oil in the air, some soldiers panicked, stopped shooting, and were full of approaching Tian Xu, reminding; "Lord Tian, the Yan army threw fire oil into the city wall, afraid that it would take fire to attack, my lord hurry up and think of a way before the Yan army throws the torch!"

The fire oil and fire burned, and once it burned in the corridors of the city wall, it was bound to form a raging flame, and it was difficult for the Song army to escape when the Yan army stormed.

Hearing the sound, Tian Xu reached out and touched the fire oil on the ground, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his face turned pale in an instant, and he was terrified!

The Yan army was despicable and often relied on fire to conquer cities. Outside Kaifeng City, the Song army suffered from the Yan army's attack, and 300,000 elite casualties were serious, resulting in the Song army stationed in Beijing, which was greatly injured and has not recovered.

Now, the Yan army has not been able to attack the north gate for a long time, and the Song army is about to face a fierce attack with fire and oil, Tian Xu dare not imagine that the moment the flame burns, the Song army will be in such a situation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tian Xu said: "The whole army evacuates and goes to the west of the city wall!"

"Lord Tian, the western front is the Fog Shadow Mountain, a dead end!" The guards said.