"Hold on! I have to hold on to death, as long as I wait for the reinforcements to arrive, the crisis in Taizhou City will naturally be solved. www.biquge.info "Jiang Yingjie said, but there was no confidence in his tone, it had only been long since the spies were sent, and it seemed a little too absurd to hold on until the moment the reinforcements arrived.

A trace of sadness and despair flashed in Song Yimiao's eyes, but the next moment, the momentum on his body burst out: "Your Highness, the lower official is dead, and he must hold on to keep the city gate from breaking, as long as the lower official is still there, he will not let the widows step into the city for half a step!" ”

Song Yimiao bowed slightly to Jiang Yingjie, then pulled out the saber at his waist and rushed onto the city wall.

"The soldiers of Taizhou all obey my orders, and this official will defend the city with you on this city wall, and the people are there, the city is there, and if the people die, the city will die!"

When a few widows saw Song Yimiao and knew that this person must be a high-ranking official, they immediately abandoned Jiang Jun beside him and pounced on Song Yimiao, who was not afraid at all.

"Lord Song!"

"Lord Song!"

More than a dozen soldiers from around hurriedly came up to surround Song Yimiao, Song Yimiao's expression was calm, and those who rushed up didn't seem to be looked at by him at all.

At this time, he suddenly remembered a person in his heart, that wonderful and gorgeous young man, if he was here at this moment, how would he break the enemy?

Song Yimiao suddenly remembered Shen An's posture in the chaotic forest, and immediately took a step forward, holding a long sword and pointing at the widows under the city.

"Under the city, there are wolves! A group of hungry wolves, this group of hungry wolves now wants to kill into the city, drink the blood of the people in my Taizhou city, eat the flesh of the people, you are all my big Jiang Xiaoxiao brave soldiers, there are your relatives and friends in the city, you, promise? ”

Song Yimiao is a literati, and he has no internal strength to speak of, these words are just shouted by him tearing his throat, although the sound on the city wall is chaotic, but it still clearly falls on everyone's ears.

Many soldiers who were fighting bloodily glanced in the direction of Song Yimiao, and suddenly their eyes flashed with persistence.

"No! Don't say yes! ”

"No! Don't say yes! ”

......

The shouts shook the sky, these were the words that all the soldiers struggled to shout.

"Those who kill my relatives are also ambitious wolves! Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use soldiers for a while! Since you don't agree, then take out the confidence and capital that you can't agree to! Swear to guard the city gate, the city is in the people, the city is dead! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Countless Jiang soldiers killed the Japanese who climbed the city wall, and their blood splashed everywhere, and for a while, the Japanese were a little frightened and frightened.

Song Yimiao took the opportunity to stab the long sword into the back of a widow and pierced it through his chest.

Song Yimiao turned his head slightly, and there was a sudden movement in the city.

I saw a large number of people who looked like people in the city rushing towards the city wall with axes, kitchen knives, wooden sticks and other weapons in their hands.

"These grandsons of the Japanese Bandits, my Wang Jin's territory also dares to come to spread wild, the tiger is not powerful, you really treat me as a sick cat." There was also Wang Jin in the crowd, he was holding a wooden stick, and behind him were hundreds of younger brothers who followed him, looking menacing.

Wang Jin proudly glanced at a few strong men walking side by side with him: "Brothers, you can't lose the limelight of our Jin Gang, don't let others underestimate our Jin Gang." ”

Wang Jin said this to the younger brothers behind him, but he glanced at those strong men defiantly.

More than 100 younger brothers let out bursts of scolding, looking a little unconvinced.

"Phew!" Several strong men snorted in unison, expressing their disdain.

Seeing this, Wang Jin raised the stick in his hand: "Brothers, rush up to teach these dogs a good lesson, and let them see what cruelty is!" ”

"Rush!"

"Kill them, beat them to death!"

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A bunch of younger brothers flocked to the city wall, and according to the Japanese who were about to climb the city wall, they beat more than a dozen Japanese who were about to go up the city wall to the head and fell down.

When several strong men saw this scene, they spit out a rough breath in their noses, and they were very unconvinced, they glanced at each other, and they all raised their weapons in their hands, calling on the younger brothers behind them to kill on the city wall.

"I really know that Shen Zhongping!" Wang Jin knocked a dazed widow to death, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at a strong man.

"Devils believe it." The strong man took a woodcutter and chopped a widow to death.

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"Hahaha, my Taizhou City, all men are men!" Song Yimiao laughed wildly, swung his sword and slashed, while also commanding the soldiers to stabilize their positions and fight.

Jiang Yingjie stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching this scene, with mixed feelings, but he couldn't kill him like Song Yimiao without fear of death, as soon as he went out, he was different from Song Yimiao, and as soon as he went out, he would inevitably become the target of the public, and he could be hacked to death at any time.

Jiang Yingjie has been secretly dispatching this force here to suppress the robbers who used cloud ladders to climb the city wall, and the black-armored guards are guarding them one by one like iron towers.

"Guard Yang, you go up and protect Lord Song, I just have a black guard here." Jiang Yingjie motioned for Yang Hu to go up to protect Song Yimiao in the chaos.

Song Yimiao is a talent and a good courtier.

"This, Your Highness." Yang Hu hesitated, his task was to protect Jiang Yingjie's safety, if he wanted to go up to protect Song Yimiao, he couldn't take care of Jiang Yingjie's side.

"Go! Protect Lord Song! Jiang Yingjie said in a deep voice.

Seeing this, Yang Hu had to be protected by Song Yimiao, who flew to Song Yimiao in a few arrows.

There was another wave of men and horses in the city, some strong refugees, who climbed the city wall with rudimentary weapons to fight against the Japanese invaders, and they knew that once the city gate was broken, then they would have to wait for the Japanese to be slaughtered, and it was better to come out and resist now, and perhaps they could also kill the Japanese invaders.

Masao Ozawa saw that the situation was not good in the distance, and thought about it, if it continued like this, it was estimated that he would have to kill for a long time.

"Artillery ready, give me a hard shot at the top of the wall! Break up the strength of Jiang Jun and let the others climb the city gate smoothly. Masao Ozawa said in a deep voice.

"Ozawa-kun, there are still people from our side up there." One of the gunners hesitated.

"Fire! Fire! Masao Ozawa roared, "They are all the most elite samurai in our Dongying, the spirit of bushido, and they are willing to let us do this to break through the city gate as soon as possible!" ”

The gunner hesitated, then gestured to the other gunners to signal everyone to open fire.

Boom, boom, boom

The cannonballs landed on the city wall, and many of the men and horses on the two sides of the battle were blown to pieces, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Yaga! Yaga! ”

"Ozawa-kun, this is crazy! Yaga! ”

The pirates on the walls of the city made a grumbling voice. (To be continued.) )