The shouts of the soldiers at the head of the city, and the pause of those who were besieging the city, the fewer and fewer warriors, instead of climbing the siege ladder again, looked in horror at the two people who were killing under the city wall, all of which made the smile on Du Gen's face weaken.

At this time, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by the lingering haze color. Just two people! What a great shame it must have been for just two people to disturb the confidence of those who were besieging the city, and to crush the steppe warriors he was so proud of?

The anger in his heart made Bu Dugen have a monstrous hatred for Uncle Wang and the masked strong man who were killing in the Xianbei warriors. Ordering the guards to blow the horn of attack, Budugen took the remaining more than 10,000 light cavalry archers and rushed in the direction where the two were.

With the arrival of Budugen, the Xianbei warriors who were originally stagnant were encouraged and continued to rush towards the city with a scream. And the warriors who surrounded Uncle Wang and the masked strong man were no longer afraid of the horror of the two, as if they had fallen into a mad demon, and rushed towards the two of them without fear of death.

Originally, the two people who saw Bu Dugen take the initiative to approach and couldn't break out of the encirclement were happy. But they didn't expect these fighters to suddenly erupt, so that they didn't even have time to catch their breath, and their physical strength was seriously depleted.

The ink eyebrows in his hand swept away, and once again swept away the Xianbei soldiers around him, the masked strong man didn't care to take a breath at this stall, but shouted to Uncle Wang behind him: "If it goes on like this, we will not be able to hold on, I will find a way to help you open a way, you seize the opportunity to rush out, only if we can take down the barbarian leader, we still have a chance!" ”

At this time, Uncle Wang's white hair had been splashed out of the blood, dyed a strange blood red. Hearing this, Uncle Wang felt the internal strength in his body that could not be supported for long, turned his back to the masked strong man, and nodded heavily.

Seeing Uncle Wang nodding, the masked strong man's movements changed, and he no longer waved his ink eyebrows, but kicked his legs and jumped high.

Under Budugen's gaze, the masked strong man first stepped over the heads of several Xianbei warriors, and with this help, he stayed in the air for a short time, holding the hilt of Momei's sword with both hands, and then forced out most of the remaining internal strength in his body, integrated into Momei, raised Momei, and slashed towards the place where Budugen was!

"Archers come forward! Get ready! Seeing the performance of the masked strong man, the corners of Bu Dugen's mouth hooked up a sneer, retreated behind those light riders, and ordered.

Bu Dugen is not a fool, he can become Dong Xianbei's Shan Yu in the struggle with Ke Bineng, and it is obviously not an easy person. The masked strong man suddenly made such a move, and the target was directly aimed at his location, which means that the target of these two people is likely to be himself.

Although I don't know how they can threaten themselves surrounded by thousands of steppe warriors. But in Budugen's view, these two people are not ordinary people, so naturally they can't be measured by common sense. And there is no big mistake in being careful, this is a wise saying that Budugen learned from the Han people.

As if to confirm Budugen's guess, a waist-thick white mang flew out of the black eyebrows in the masked strong man's hand and slashed towards the Xianbei warrior who was blocking in front of Budugen.

"Boom!" With this sound of explosion, Bai Mang first fell on the Xianbei soldiers who were in front of Uncle Wang, and then in a piece of stump and broken meat, the remaining momentum continued to fly forward, but everything that was touched by Bai Mang, whether it was a weapon or **, was all shattered, until a few light horse archers in front of the formation, as well as the war horses under their crotches, were torn to pieces, and the white mang disappeared.

Looking at the fleshy stumps in the sky, and the scratches on the ground that stretched along the feet of the masked strong man to the front of the light cavalry formation, Budu didn't care about horror, pointed to the road paved with flesh and blood stumps, and the bloody shadow that appeared on the road, and shouted at the archers who were prepared in advance: "Release the arrows!" ”

In the roar of Budugen, the archers sitting on the war horses, although they were also stupid by the scene just now, still subconsciously let go of the bowstring in their hands.

It was another 10,000 arrows, and at this time, in order to prevent the two of them from succeeding, Bu Dugen couldn't take care of the Xianbei warriors who were still nearby, and the dense arrows appeared in front of the soldiers who were frightened by the blow of the masked strong man, and also appeared in front of Uncle Wang, who was about to rush towards Bu Dugen.

Under such a close shot, Uncle Wang was no longer sure that he would be able to dodge, and as for capturing Budugen, it had become a luxury at this time.

Stretched out his hand to the left and right, grabbed the two Xianbei soldiers who were in a daze, each gave them a slap of the neck knife, hid behind the body, listening to the "poof" sound from the two bodies, and the screams of the Xianbei soldiers behind, Uncle Wang knew that the two of them had completely failed this time.

Wait until the sound of arrows in front of you subsides until it disappears. Uncle Wang left behind the two corpses that were too dead to die, and were shot beyond recognition by the arrows, and rushed towards the masked strong man who was also carrying the corpses to resist the arrows. "Let's go! The barbarian leader has discovered our purpose. This trip was a failure! ”

Hearing this, the masked strong man discarded the corpse in his hand, clenched his ink eyebrows, and chased after Uncle Wang's figure.

Because the city walls were full of Xianbei warriors attacking the city, and the two of them were about to exhaust the internal strength in their bodies in the raid just now, they did not choose to return to the city wall from the siege ladder, but fled towards the east of Hejian City.

"Come as you want, go as you want? How can it be so easy! Sons, kill with me! Seeing the two fleeing, Budugen came to the front of the formation, pointed to the direction of the two fleeing, and commanded the light riders behind him.

With Bu Dugen taking the lead, more than 10,000 light horsemen followed closely behind, raising the longbow in his hand, and chased after Uncle Wang and the masked strong man with loud cheers.

At the head of the city, although Bu Dugen took the only remaining men and horses to pursue Uncle Wang and the masked strong man, this siege battle did not stop because of this.

Seeing that the two devils were chased and killed by the king, those Xianbei warriors rushed to the city instead of retreating. With high morale, Xianbei soldiers have successively killed the city, and raised the butcher's knife in their hands against these defenders on the city.

Seeing more and more Xianbei warriors slaughtering the city, Mo Zhai waved his sleeves, except for the trap snake, a tiger that was only the length of an arm, but was covered with cold barbs, and its four claws were inlaid with sharp blades, and a hideous-looking tiger appeared at his feet.

Looking at the hideous-looking tiger, a trace of hesitation flashed in Mo Zhai's eyes, first throwing out the snake in his palm, and then looking at the changes in the field.

As the trap snake was thrown out by Mo Zhai, a red light continued to slash through the necks of those Xianbei soldiers who were frantically killing in the city. Every time the red light crossed, it was always accompanied by the bloody streak of a Xianbei warrior clutching his neck.

However, as fast as the Red Light slaughtered enough, the Xianbei warriors who kept leaping onto the city were even faster. Seeing that these soldiers resisted for less than a moment, the head of the city was about to be occupied by these barbarians. Mo Zhai muttered to himself, "Old man, I'm doing this for the sake of those people in the city!" ”

After muttering to himself, the hesitation in Mo Zhai's eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold killing intent!

With a wave of Mo Zhai's right hand, the hideous-looking tiger beast under his feet, with two ink-black eyes, flashing with blood-red demonic red, like flying arrows, rushed towards those Xianbei warriors who had gone to the city.

A Xianbei warrior had just climbed up to the top of the city and cut off the arm of the soldier in front of him who was trying to block him, just as the Xianbei warrior walked towards the soldier with the broken arm with a cruel smile, raised the long knife in his palm, and wanted to cut off the soldier's head, a black and red light slashed towards his waist.

Pain! It's like the pain of your body being torn apart! This was the last thought that flashed through the soldier's mind before he died, and then he looked down, and in his scattered eyes, he saw his own body, which was split in two from his waist, and the flesh between his abdomen was gone.

As the Tiger Trap Beast appeared in all corners of the city, one by one the Xianbei warriors appeared in a strange death. If Sun Ling could see this situation, he would definitely sigh: Where is this kind of trap beast, this is simply a tiger meat grinder!

The slaughter continued, and a disgusting smell of blood permeated the city. When they got to the top of the city, the remaining Xianbei warriors saw the tragic situation of those people, as if they had seen something terrible, and hurriedly pushed their companions beside them, trying to escape from this terrible purgatory along the siege ladder.

The Xianbei warriors were retreating, but the soldiers at the head of the city found a turning point in it, and forcibly kept themselves from looking at the broken corpses, waving their weapons to kill the Xianbei warriors who were in a hurry to flee back to the city.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer Xianbei warriors who could stand on the city, until finally, all of them fled back to the city. More than 20,000 Xianbei warriors howled away from the city wall like children without their parents, and looked back at the city from time to time, as if they were afraid that the monster would catch up with them.

At the head of the city, there was no time to cheer and win this victory. In the face of those horrible corpses, as well as the stumps and flesh all over the ground, the sound of vomiting continued to sound in the city.

"This thing, if you don't need it in the future, it's better not to use it!" Mo Zhai, who was pale, didn't dare to put away the tiger beast covered with minced meat, so he could only take a piece of black cloth to cover it temporarily, and then helped Liu Zhi, who had just finished spitting, and muttered to himself.

"Boom! Bang! ......Just when everyone was relieved, a violent sound came from the east of Hejian City, accompanied by the continuous trembling of the entire city, this kind of majesty, like a ground ox turning over, is terrifying.

Feeling this abnormal movement, Mo Zhai's face was filled with a look of horror. Such a big movement is definitely caused by a large number of cavalry, is it not easy to block this siege, but is it about to usher in a barbarian army?

Thinking of this, Mo Zhai helped Liu Zhi to the edge of the battlements and looked nervously to the east.

Under Mo Zhai's nervous gaze, a black torrent appeared in his line of sight, and under the illumination of the sun, in front of this black torrent array, it seemed to be flashing with silver light.

It's close, it's close! Under Mo Zhai's nervous gaze, he was finally able to see clearly what this black torrent was, it was not that he was thinking about the barbarian army, but the Badao Battalion, the Badao Battalion was coming! And in front of the Badao Battalion, there were dozens of barbarian light horsemen fleeing, and it was Budugen who was chasing Uncle Wang and the masked strong man just now!

Seeing this scene, Mo Zhai clutched the battlements tightly, and shouted excitedly at the panicked soldiers: "Soldiers! We are saved, and the people of the city are saved! The Tyrant Battalion is here! ”