Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Grave Pile of Thunder in October
Below, the siege engine had also reached the city gate with difficulty. More than 100 men poured over from the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info, shouting in unison, "bump~"
"Breaking the mountain gate~"
"Boom!" "Boom~" The dilapidated city gate was already overwhelmed, but the back of the city gate more than a foot thick was full of mosses. There was no place to stay, and he used his flesh and blood to block the impact again and again.
Although Zhang Renjie is still a little uneasy, but the city gate is about to be breached, it is time to charge, a battle is still waiting for him, waiting for the soldiers who have not moved.
Meng Jiajun was like a wolf waiting to be fed, constantly filling his hands with saliva, hoping that his palms would not slip when he would fight, and strive for one knife at a time, just like cutting a gourd.
"Meng Jiajun, all ready!" Zhang Renjie gave the order before the charge, and the strange long sword pointed directly at Fengjiabao.
The cavalry still pulled up the reins, always waiting for the moment of impact, and the cavalry, just like the car. Indomitable, rampage, Fang shows the true colors of a man.
Looking at the crumbling city gate, Zhang Renjie's long sword fell, "Rush!" ”
"Driving~driving~" For a while, the sound of the reins beating the war horse came and went. One by one, the swords that were off the string rushed straight to the city gates. It's like a dam bursting and flooding.
This time the order must be very observant, otherwise if the cavalry has already charged to the city gate in front of it and is still not opened, the first group of cavalry must use their horses to storm the city gate, as soon as the war horse dies, the soldiers fall to the ground, and the men and horses behind follow one after another. will only become the ghost of his own war horse.
"Drive! Drive! Meng Chao kept waving the horsewhip and whipped it hard on the horse's buttocks, like a leading sheep for a while. Ten feet away from the back. The mace is already in hand, constantly changing directions, ready to kill......
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! The men behind the door kept retreating, and the people who were at the front had been crushed and fractured by the two forces of the front and back sandwiches. No breath.
"Resist, resist!" The man in the back leaned over, gritted his teeth, and vowed not to take a step back. But with each rumble, their pace always retreats a little.
"The mountain gate is upside down~" Finally, when Meng Chao had already killed the city gate, the huge dilapidated city gate fell ruthlessly, like an inclined bridge hanging on Minzi's body.
Seeing this, Meng Chao hurriedly tightened the reins, jumped up and stepped directly on the city gate, stepped quickly and then jumped down.
The cavalry behind surged up like a tide, constantly trampling on the city gate under their feet, and the men behind the gate all became ghosts under their feet.
Meng Chao kept taking the lead in rushing and killing, and the mace was full of barbs and was already stained with blood.
After paying a heavy price for the Li Jiajun on the ladder, he finally climbed the tower and slashed to death the man who was just about to throw down the rolling stone.
Wan Yanping couldn't sit still, so he took out his scimitar and hurriedly stepped forward to cut off the Li family soldier who had just poked out his head. Feng You and Lian Sheng took advantage of this opportunity to hurriedly retreat, and kept pulling the sergeant next to them and said, "Up, up, you guys." Then he hurried down.
Just halfway down, passing a corner, "Pound! With a thud, he crashed into a man's arms. The two of them were so frightened that they were already incontinent, and at this time, they were still worried about who they were on, and they didn't lift their heads. casually pulled the person in front of him: "Up, up!" ”
The man didn't move, and the man didn't shake at all. Feng You felt a little strange, looked up and glanced at it, and his feet were ready to escape.
But a lame moment completely made him lose his courage. sat on the ground with a butt, and didn't dare to gasp.
Lian Sheng saw Feng You's virtue and cursed: "Old thing, if you don't leave, I'll go." So saying, he ran down.
Suddenly, a huge force imprisoned him at the neck of the sleepy, and then his eyes lifted from the ground. I couldn't breathe, my face was red, and my eyes were bloodshot.
Only then did I see this person's appearance clearly, this, this, isn't this the person who Wan Yanping killed just now? What, how did you live? But......
Before he could think much about it, he felt a cold sensation seep into his mind, and then he didn't know anything. Then he fell to the ground and turned into a dried corpse with no flesh and skin!
Fengye sat on the ground and kept retreating, constantly muttering: "Don't, don't, don't come here!" I, I, I'm not me killing you! As soon as he finished speaking, he got up and prepared to run, but he still couldn't escape.
It became a dry skeleton that seemed to have been buried in the ground for a long time.
Then he turned around and went up, constantly reaping human lives. More and more dry bones on the ground seem to tell that this is an ancient battlefield, but unfortunately, no.
A person is like entering a no-man's land, the small black snake around the surface of the skin is constantly swimming, and with the increase of corpses on the ground, the black snake has also grown a little.
Finally, a man was fighting with the rushing Li Jiajun, a blow of the scimitar and the long collided with each other, and the two people were desperately trying to overwhelm each other, and as a result, the person became a dry corpse in an instant, this, this, how is this possible? When he saw the man behind him, he shouted, "Monster, run away!" "Hurriedly smeared the soles of his feet with oil and prepared to escape, but unfortunately it was all in vain.
But the eyes of the others behind were attracted by this heart-rending sound.
Everyone stopped fighting, stared at this man blankly, and grabbed a sergeant to face to face and sucked casually, and immediately became a pile of dry bones.
Wan Yanping just set his eyes on this person, and then looked at this person's skill, he couldn't stop retreating, and kept saying in his mouth: "Impossible, impossible!" As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes and felt dazzled.
When I looked at it again, there was nothing. Nodding, his lower lip curled: "Well, it's really dazzling." Kill! Brother kill! Then he gave another order.
However, a pair of black hands were silently placed on top of his head, and then all five fingers were embedded in the skull.
A pair of hands and feet kept glaring, and inadvertently slashed at the man, and a hole appeared Some black viscous liquid flowed out.
He looked down, and his eyes were even colder. directly grabbed Wan Yanping's head, and all those brains were eaten up by him.
For a time, all the soldiers, whether it was Min Zi or Li Jiajun. They all hurriedly retreated.
The soldiers, who had just climbed to the top of the wall, immediately turned and went down. As a result, they stepped on their own people.
Although they are all men dancing on the blades, no one has ever encountered such a scene.
Look at each other and run away? Where to flee?
They glanced at each other and fought to the death. Everything seems to be in vain, a slash with all your might, if an ordinary person is absolutely a broken arm and a broken head. But for him, it was just a small cut. Then a lot of black viscous liquid comes out.
"Monster, monster ~ monster ~" Someone kept shouting, and it was also broken and turned into dry bones.
The uneasiness in Zhang Renjie's heart became more and more intense, the sky changed dramatically in an instant, the dark clouds were thick, and the leaden ink-colored clouds were pressed very low, as if they could reach out and touch them.
"Click!" The electric snake dances wildly, in this season when there should be no thunder and lightning, God seems to be angry.
"Stand back! Back off! Back off! Zhang Renjie kept roaring, causing the team in front to withdraw.
Meng Chao just smashed a man to death with a stick, "Phew! Quenching a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face. Then looking at the sudden change in the weather, and the order to retreat from the back, he hurriedly pulled the reins and turned to retreat, and all the Meng family troops stopped charging and hurried back.
Seeing that the troops had been withdrawn, Li Qing hurriedly shouted at his brother: "Come back, come back quickly!" After that, he hurriedly turned the wind around and yearned to catch up.
Many children in the city began to cry frantically in their mother's arms, "Wow, wow~" like a tearful person.
My father stood in front of the window and looked at the sky through the gap in his fingers, black clouds and lightning and thunder. I can't help but recite an old saying: "Thunder in October, grave bones." ”