The fierce battle between the city and the city, attack and defense, has been going on for more than two hours, the thousand miscellaneous soldiers who are responsible for filling the ditch, there is not much left under the S of the crossbow arrows on the city, and the corpses full of arrows are everywhere, from the first trench to the low wall of the third trench, spread all over the ground, bright red blood Y in the setting sun, against the bleak light, bloody gas filled the air, attracting a group of croaking crows. [Full text reading. 】

The overseer finally showed mercy and let the remaining few remnants retreat, and the sound of the Chinese army's collection of troops sounded, and the day finally passed.

On the upper floor of the Protector Gate, Ma Long indifferently looked at the corpses lying all over the ground on Bodao Ridge, breathed the air with a strong smell of blood, frowned, and sighed softly: "It's too few, this is too few people, if you can kill another thousand people, it's enough." ”

He looked far away, looking at the opposite side of the official road under the ridge, in the distance where the cannon could not hit, Zeng Ying's army, who was camping wood, took another breath and inhaled it deeply into his lungs, so that all the internal organs felt the breath of killing, and sighed silently in his heart: The next few days will be the test!

As Ma Long expected, early the next morning, the sun had just risen, and Yang Zhan's men and horses came again, this time, he invested 3,000 people, nearly half of his own troops as the first wave of siege troops, of course, these 3,000 people are still miscellaneous soldiers, and his own last 2,000 personal soldiers will not be thrown in.

The generals who led the team gritted their teeth and brandished their weapons and shouted, they knew very well what would happen if they didn't work hard to attack the city, yesterday the team had made it clear that Yang Zhan was determined to win this city, if he couldn't capture it, then the blood invested would not be wasted, and he would not be able to explain it in front of Zeng Ying.

After a night of preparation, the siege party was not as unprepared as yesterday, ladders were built, wooden shields made of rough wood were also carried out, and the soldiers hid behind, and advanced step by step towards the hill to the rumbling of war drums in the rear.

Taking advantage of this time, Zeng Ying organized a surprise attack, trying to take advantage of the opportunity of the city to deal with the siege, passing through the official road, he did this last night, but unexpectedly, the people in the city had good eyesight, and actually found that there was a large group of people and horses passing from the official road, more than a dozen shells came over, killing dozens of people on the spot, and Zeng Ying was so frightened that he shrank back, at this time, he took advantage of the chaos to come again, and was again bombarded by merciless artillery fire, and the leveled official road became full of holes under the repeated shelling, and the big iron bullets were everywhere, stained with human blood. It's terrifying to watch.

Ma Long cherished the cannonballs very much, except for the shelling of the official road, he did not fire a single shot at the besieging officers and soldiers, but only used his bow and arrow to send down the S from time to time to attack those who probed their brains behind the big shield.

The three thousand men approached smoothly, with little to lose, and they approached the wall with a cry of shouting on the corpse that had fallen to the ground the day before, and erected the high ladder on the wall, and climbed up with their round shields; Some of them, detached from the protection of the great shield, clung to a large, pointy log, and slammed against the city gates.

The defenders of the city pushed away the ladder with their spears, and used crossbows to gather the people lying on the ladders, and threw down a huge stone with the size of a grinding plate, and smashed it on the heads of the people crowded under the city wall, splashing countless brains, and one by one bottles full of lime were thrown into the pile, and the lime was pervasive, like a thick fog, as long as the mouth, nose and eyes were glued a little, the lime boiled when it met the water, and it could immediately burn the eyes and internal organs of the people, and the pain was unbearable.

Diaoyu City is not an ordinary city, the city wall is built on the cliff, the cliff alone is dozens of zhang high, only a narrow road uphill in the thin knife ridge, this road is less than three zhang wide, at most ten people can go in parallel, the officers and soldiers who rushed through the trench came here, no matter how many people had to line up, in front of the gate of the country was even a section of the ladder that went up, almost only four or five people were allowed to squeeze together to go up, extending to both sides, they were all lower and lower slopes, the lower and higher the top, and the ladder could barely hold some city walls, so that, The siege was carried out with great hardship and tragedy.

Holding the giant tree and hitting the city gate, more than 30 soldiers have not yet hit the two, and they were scalded to death by the boiling oil poured on the city, and the rest of them are not afraid of death and want to go up, and the city S got a rocket, igniting the giant tree, and now there is no way to hug it, and it was immediately turned into a hedgehog by the random arrow S.

One after another cloud ladders were pushed down and re-mounted, the rolling waves of officers and soldiers rolled one after another, stepping on the root of the city wall that almost turned into plasma with red eyes, howling and constantly climbing up the ladder, the Kuizhou soldiers at the head of the city were crowded in the ranks of miscellaneous archers constantly S, although there was a rattan armor to protect the body, but at such a close distance, the iron armor could not be completely protected, some people were S, screaming and falling down, and immediately being divided by the knife, regarded as R mud.

The sound of the fight shook the sky, Ma Long held a white ash pole spear, constantly repeating the action of stabbing out and retracting, poking the heads of people who emerged from the ladder one by one, his marksmanship is very accurate, basically aiming at the door, a stab is accurate, the condescending advantage is very obvious, taking advantage of the empty time that no one comes up, you can also turn the gun head, smash the ladder with the iron ring at the end of the gun, and smash the ladder over.

"It's up to town, it's up to town here!" On the right side of the city wall, someone shouted loudly, and then from that side gathered to shout and kill, and the city head S moved.

"Steady! Don't mess around! Ma Long scolded sharply: "According to their respective defense areas, hold their own places." Knife players follow me! ”

He put away his spear and ran diagonally to the right with a group of sword players from the tower full of soldiers.

On the right side of the city wall, a burly man with iron armor, a round shield in his left hand, a long knife in his right hand, and his whole body was covered in blood, and he had jumped up the city wall from the ladder, and there were people climbing up behind him, and in just a few breaths, there were three people standing side by side with him, occupying the position of a battlement.

There were four or five Kuizhou soldiers at his feet, and it seemed that this person climbed up with a shield, jumped up from the ladder and slashed and killed, judging by his uniform, he should be an officer at the level of a thousand generals.

If this person is not eliminated quickly, more and more people will come up from this section of the wall, and finally the city defense will be broken.

A Kuizhou soldier C gun stood up, shouted and stabbed towards Mr. Qian, as fierce as electricity, but Mr. Qian swung the round shield, swung away the spear, strode in, shortened the distance between the two in an instant, the long knife in his right hand turned back and slashed, twisted his waist and twisted his body, the long knife cut into the neck of the spearman like a spark, straight into the chest and abdomen, the whole action was done in one go, the spearman was split in half from the collarbone, the blade penetrated deep into the chest, and the blood bloomed like a rain of blood.

Ma Long saw that he was terrified, threw away the spear in his hand, snatched the waist knife shield of a knife player behind him, roared wildly, protected himself with a shield, and crashed towards Mr. Qian.

Qian Zong's movements were coherent, and he wanted to pull out the long knife and slash at Ma Long, but he was surprised to find that the spearman who was cut in half by himself firmly grasped the blade with both hands, although he was already angry, he did not let go, staring at himself with a pair of colorless eyes, and his stiff hands were infinitely strong, so that he could not draw the knife.

With such a pause, Ma Long had already hit like thunder, and Qian Zong had to throw away his knife, grabbed the shield and took Ma Long's collision, and the two shields were "banged" together, and the shield surface covered with iron sheet was actually cracked open.

The two were bounced away, and each took a step back, and as soon as Ma Long's feet stuck to the ground, he immediately got up and went up, raised the waist knife in his hand, and slashed at Mr. Qian, who was still stumbling under his feet.

This kind of life-and-death struggle, there are no tricks at all, what is talking is strength, fighting is speed, the strength is greater than you, the speed is faster than you, the person who is killed must be you, a little hesitation will bring disaster.

Qian was in a hurry to meet the shield, the waist knife split on the shield, just cut the gap that had just been cracked, Ma Long was strong, and the waist knife hit the shield in half, but the shield fell apart, and the waist knife could not bear the huge force, and it was cut in two.

The tip of the flying knife splashed on the face of Mr. Qian, and he hurriedly turned his head sideways to avoid it, and when he turned around, he saw Ma Long's hideous ghost-like face.

A broken knife pierced from the neck of Qian Zong, which was not protected by iron armor, almost cutting off his entire head, his hand was still grasping half of the shield, but his eyes suddenly dimmed, the burly body suddenly stopped moving, and froze in place, Ma Long did not draw the knife, let the broken knife C on his neck, and kicked him off the city wall.

"Kill! Get them down! Malone threw away his broken shield, took a spear, and swept it in the face of a man who had just emerged on the ladder, and with a scream, the man fell and disappeared.

Two of the remaining three people in the city had been stabbed to death by other Kuizhou soldiers, and the remaining one, looking left and right, jumped out of the city in a panic. The Kuizhou soldiers rushed up, pushed the ladder on the city wall together, and pushed it away, and a string of officers and soldiers lying on it shouted and threw out of the cliff nearly ten zhang high with the ladder and fell under the wall.

"Be in good spirits, you can't let them come up, they won't have a way to defend the city!" Marlon roared loudly, and his voice was deafening.

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