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A group of black-clothed men and fast horses appeared outside the city of Huangzhou, and one of them shouted loudly in Mongolian.

The sergeants on the city wall have long seen this group of men and horses, they are on alert, but with their experience, this should not be the Song army attacking the city, after all, the Song army is not so bold, with only a few dozen people, they want to attack the city of Huangzhou.

Zhang Rou personally led the army out of the city to conquer, the thousand soldiers left in the city, according to the previous arrangement, immediately closed the city gate, prohibiting anyone from entering and leaving, the time has passed more than an hour, the fight should have started long ago, after all, there are only ten miles, and all the commanders are cavalry, arriving at the camp of the Song army, at most it is half an hour of time.

A sergeant above the city gate also spoke loudly in Mongolian.

"Wait a minute, brothers outside, let's go and report immediately...

Before the sergeant on the wall could finish speaking, angry scolding appeared.

"Damn, Lao Tzu followed the big marshal to fight in front, came to report the news of the victory, and waited at the city gate, are you guys impatient? . . .

This time, the angry scolding was spoken in Chinese, and it was obvious that the black-clothed sergeant waiting outside the city was already very impatient.

Zhang Rou's guards and soldiers around him were only a hundred people, although they were also Han Chinese, but their status in the army was the highest, unless they were in front of the Mongols or the Semu people, they were more restrained, and in front of other Han troops, or new annexed troops, their heads were always held high.

Ordinary sergeants would never dare to offend these guards.

The sergeant on the wall hesitated, ready to speak again.

The man in black had already drawn his bow and aimed his arrows at the sergeant on the wall.

According to the distance, this arrow could not hurt the sergeant on the city wall, but this action has already shown unbearable emotions.

"Open the gates of the city at once, or we will take your life when we enter the city..."

But in a minute or so, the drawbridge was lowered.

Dozens of sergeants on horseback quickly crossed the drawbridge and arrived at the city gate in an instant.

The sergeant on the city wall, looking downward, but unfortunately all he saw were people in black, and his whole body was tightly covered, which was not surprising, all the guards and soldiers were dressed like this, and these men in black could still see a lot of dust on their bodies, obviously after a long-distance attack.

The gates were finally opened.

The first man in black rode quickly towards the road, and at this time, the spear in his hand burst out a series of spear sparks, and the four sergeants who came down from the city wall to open the city gate fell to the ground in an instant.

The rumbling hooves of horses almost drowned out the screams, but they still caught the attention of the sergeants on the ramparts.

Soon, fifteen black-clothed men, after crossing the road, quickly dismounted, and quickly walked along the ladder towards the top of the city wall, five people held spears, five people held Song hand swords, and five people held bows and arrows.

The sergeants on the city wall had already discovered that the situation was wrong, and two sergeants began to desperately prepare to pull up the drawbridge, while several other sergeants, armed with spears, rushed towards the direction of the stone ladder mouth.

Unfortunately, they were still a little late, and several bows and arrows came over, rushing at the Mongolian army in front, screaming and falling.

The man in black who rushed to the front, holding a spear, was extremely fast, and the wielding spear burst out a series of spear flowers, and several Mongolian soldiers who were ready to resist did not react, their bodies were concentrated by the spear flowers, and a few wisps of blood sprayed out instantly.

The worst thing was the two Mongolian soldiers who were pulling the ropes and preparing to pull up the suspension bridge, their bodies were instantly penetrated by the spears, and they fell directly before they even had time to scream.

The Mongolian army stationed on the city wall only had a team of fifteen people, four of whom went down to open the city gate, and two were responsible for pulling up the drawbridge, and only nine people could participate in the fight.

Facing an opponent who had been prepared for a long time, how could they be caught off guard.

In less than half an hour, the walls fell silent.

However, in the direction of the city, there were already the sound of angry rebuke and horses' hooves.

In the direction outside the city, the sound of horses' hooves also appeared quickly.

The man in black who was holding a spear and standing at the front tore the black clothes off his body.

A young man with a slightly immature and grim expression appeared in front of everyone.

Under the city wall, the barracks two hundred steps away from the city wall have been surrounded by many black-clothed people, and the sounds of fighting and screams continue to appear, and the sergeants who rushed out of the barracks have already fought with the black-clothed people.

"Zhang Binghui, Ma Long, you lead the sergeants, guard the city wall, and tell the archers that the bows and arrows are aimed at the Mongolian army."

"General Wu, your subordinates and Ma Long will go down to fight, but you still stay on the city wall."

"Obey orders, be on strict guard, and must guard the city gates, and must not fail, otherwise all your achievements will be wasted."

After speaking, Wu Shaogang no longer hesitated, quickly went down the city wall, and stepped onto the war horse.

Cai Siwei had blood on his face and hurriedly came over.

"Your Excellency, the Mongolian army in the barracks has been resolved."

"I know that the Mongol army in the city has been alarmed, and they will be killed soon, and we must resist their attack, guard the city gates, and wait for the army to come in."

"Obey the order, and the subordinates will lead the sergeant to kill it."

"Well, you lead twenty brethren to meet me, and the rest of them follow me, and remember, no matter what the cost, you must persevere, and when the army enters the city, it will be when we will win."

Cai Siwei had a slight flush on his face, and gave Wu Shaogang a military salute on horseback.

"The subordinates understand that they must resist the Mongolian army to the death."

The sound of horses' hooves was already very close, and the dust could be seen rising from the city.

Wu Shaogang's brows furrowed slightly, judging from the dust raised, the Mongolian army heading to the city gate was at least more than a hundred, and there were only fifty people around him, nine of whom had to guard the city wall, and only forty people could really participate in the battle, and these forty people had been divided into two parts, Cai Siwei led twenty people, and only nineteen people followed him.

It is necessary to rush out, although the casualties will be very large, but the most important thing is to delay the pace of the Mongolian army and gain time, even if it is necessary to pay heavy sacrifices.

It would be an unusually tragic fight, though many of the sergeants would not have to hold out for long.

This has come to this, and there is no time for hesitation.

Seeing the sergeants led by Cai Siwei rushing towards the direction of the dust, Wu Shaogang spoke loudly to the nineteen sergeants beside him.

"Array, gunners in front, swordsmen in the center, archers in the back, when the battle begins, I don't care if you are seriously injured or not, as long as you can still move, I will kill the enemy with my life...

The sound of the sword striking in front of him appeared, giving clarity to the outside.

During the period, there were several screams, which made the faces of many sergeants change slightly, and they were familiar with this scream.

Wu Shaogang's face had no expression at all, his eyes were looking straight ahead, he was at the front of the team, riding a war horse, and a domineering spirit that was inferior to me was gradually revealed.

The sergeant beside him, looking at Wu Shaogang, quickly stabilized.

More than a dozen Mongolian soldiers on horseback, waving war knives in their hands, charged in the direction of the city gate.

Wu Shao Gangping raised the spear in his hand.

"The gunmen and swordsmen charged after me, the archers prepared, and the Mongol army approached the city gate and shot him. . . ."

The war horse rushed towards the Mongolian army in front.

The Meng army who rushed to the front, the look on his face was very hideous, he opened his mouth and shouted, waving the war knife in his hand.

Unfortunately, before his cry could be fully heard, a spear appeared in front of him.

The spear was so fast that he didn't have time to raise the sword in his hand.

His body was picked up in the air by the spear that stabbed straight over, and after the spear spun half a circle, it fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't move in an instant.

This scene was seen by the Mongolian army behind him.

There was a rapid sound of horses' hooves, which was the sound of the Mongolian army behind desperately pulling the reins.

Single-handedly provoke an opponent, even in the Mongolian army, few people can do it, this requires not only strength, but also incomparable skills, without thousands of battles, it can't be done at all.

With such skills, he will also be admired among the Mongolian army.

The person who made this action was just a teenager who looked a little immature.

When Wu Shaogang rushed towards the slightly stagnant Mongolian army, the people behind him also rushed over.

When the Meng army saw Wu Shaogang, they consciously avoided it, they knew very well that they would definitely die if they fought with this killing god.

The momentum of the cavalry is the most critical, and once the momentum is blocked, it will definitely be at a disadvantage.

The spear in Wu Shaogang's hand stabbed obliquely through the throat of a Mongolian soldier who couldn't dodge, and the Mongolian army fell down screaming.

The sergeants who followed him to charge, I don't know if they were infected, burst out with a powerful murderous aura, they either brandished the spears in their hands, or raised the Song hand knives in their hands, and pounced on the Mongolian army with their lives.

In an instant, the sergeants under Wu Shaogang occupied an absolute advantage.

After a few screams appeared one after another, the remaining Mongolian army, finding that the situation was wrong, simply turned around and went in the direction of the city, giving up the fight, after all, they were newly attached to the army, or the Jin soldiers, or the Song army, after surrendering to the Mongolian army, they were organized as part of the Mongolian army, and they were still afraid of death in their bones.

The direction of the city gate quickly stabilized.

When Wu Shaogang turned his head to look at the sergeants beside him, he found that all the nineteen people were on horseback, and he didn't know if anyone was injured, but he was sure that none of them died in the battle just now.

There was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves from the direction of the city gate, and Wu Shaogang's face finally showed a smile.

His eyes looked ahead, he didn't know if Cai Siwei would be able to persevere, and he didn't know how many of the more than 20 people would be able to save their lives...