The barbarian cavalry formation, which was a little chaotic because of the rush to rescue Meng Long, instantly returned to normal. The barbarian army roared and swept towards the Chinese army in South Vietnam! There are not many of the remaining soldiers around the desperate Oulong, and when he sees the barbarian iron cavalry coming like a tide, Oulong's face is like ashes, and his eyes are blank!

He looked back, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, at this moment, where was Ye Yi's shadow, his heart was cold, and a wave of despair and regret surged into his heart.

The black waves rolled on the ground, and countless green mangs quickly covered Oulong. In the flash of light, dozens of 'broken army' cavalry swept past Oulong, and each horse launched a short and frantic blow to Oulong!

"Dingdingding......"

In a burst of bean-like sounds, Ou Long blocked one, two, and three blows...... But in the end, it couldn't stop the overwhelming barbarian iron cavalry. Suddenly, where the blood rain splashed, Ou Long, who was quite old and had slightly slow hands and feet, was pierced through the chest by a broken army cavalry halberd, and when he was still dying, another barbarian iron cavalry covered it, and with a wave of green mang, Ou Long's head was cut off!

"Oh! I killed Oulong, I killed Oulong! ”

"Father, ah, I will kill you!"

At this time, a scream sounded on the battlefield, and a stout man rushed from the South Vietnamese army, with red eyes, and rushed towards the barbarians frantically.

At this time, these barbarians cheered and jumped, and in an instant, the other horses who were fighting alone were also trampled into pulp!

As soon as the South Vietnamese army, which was already struggling to support, saw that their Wang Ou Long had been killed, their morale immediately collapsed, and they no longer had the intention of fighting, so they shouted and fled to the rear of the battle!

"Young master, go, go!"

Oulong's son was still frantically killing the barbarian, but he was pulled by the men and horses beside him, and then began to retreat in embarrassment.

At this moment, the cave of Cangwu Cave on Qiwei Mountain also waved all kinds of long soldiers, wearing sackcloth, and screamed and killed from the bottom of the mountain. By the time these Cangwu Cave Men rolled up to the battlefield in a menacing manner, the sky was already bright, and I saw that the mountains and wilderness were full of fleeing South Vietnamese soldiers, and the barbarian iron cavalry was like wolves and tigers in the back and pursued them unrelentingly.

The Cangwu Dongding was dumbfounded: "No, I ran down from the mountain with all my hard work, but the battle is basically over!" I couldn't help but be very discouraged, so I had to shout to grab the prisoners and get some leftovers! By the time the sun rose high above the treetops, the battle was almost over.

Tens of thousands of South Vietnamese troops were killed in battle, and there were not a few captured South Vietnamese soldiers.

"What about Ye Yi?"

After killing for a long time, Meng Long was also dizzy, and the soldiers were even more red-eyed, after a long time, Meng Long finally came to his senses, Ou Long died, and the soldiers of South Vietnam also died a lot, and the men and horses under his command were no longer a few casualties, but Ye Yi did not have a shadow from beginning to end.

"Bastard, he escaped again!"

Qiang Zhuhan's eyebrows were raised, and sparks were about to burst out in his eyes, although they had killed a lot of South Vietnamese troops this time, but in essence, the South Vietnamese army was also part of their barbarian clan, Ye Yi made no effort to weaken their power again, but they fled calmly, which really made it difficult for them to accept this fact.

Meng Long was not a fool, and after a moment, he also understood Ye Yi's intentions, he snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand slashed at the stone in front of him, and sparks splashed everywhere.

"Old fox!"

He looked at the southwest from afar, looking at the southwest corner from afar, his eyes were cloudy, and his heart felt more and more dull, he suddenly had some doubts, whether they were wrong, maybe from the beginning, they should not have attacked the southwest mansion!

South Prison, Dust Pass!

Outside the dusty pass city, the soldiers were approaching the city, An Shixian sat on the horse, looked at the Xiongguan in front of him coldly, and a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

"Put!"

Ye Qiqi pulled out his long knife and shouted, countless catapults smashed towards the city with fireballs, nearly a hundred trebuchets fired a salvo, the earth seemed to tremble, and the huge stone bullets slammed into the walls of Chenguan City, and the bluestone city walls splashed in all directions, raising dust and mist in the sky.

Knock knock knock...... The big drum sounded, the No. 1 general under An Shixian, the commander of the Mangyuan Army, Ye Seventeen, appeared from behind the trebuchet, his face was bruised, his eyes were bloodshot and red, staring viciously at the immovable Chenguan city wall in the distance, and biting a three-foot-long big pu knife in his mouth, which looked very hideous and terrifying.

The rumbling drum seemed to beat on the tip of people's hearts, An Shixian rode a war horse to the front army, looked at the dark city wall, and shouted coldly to Ye Qiqi without raising his head: "Ye Qiqi, bring another 5,000 soldiers to attack the city, and you must take down the Chenguan City to the old man!" ”

Ye Qiqi nodded heavily, but his face was a little heavy, above the city was his old acquaintance, Nangong Zhifu, what kind of person is Nangong Zhifu, he knows best, this battle will not be so easy, he has prepared for the worst!

He straightened his waist, tore his hands one by one, tore off all the iron armor and clothes on his body, bare his upper body, picked up the big knife in his mouth with his backhand, and said viciously to the soldiers behind him: "Brothers, if you are the first to climb the city wall of the dust pass, the city lord will be rewarded and killed-"

The eyes of the soldiers of the Mangyuan Army were red, and Ye Qiqi's shouting of kill immediately aroused the surging killing intent of the soldiers, and they all raised their swords and shouted: "Kill-" The five thousand soldiers rushed towards the city wall of Chenguan like a black and oppressive tide.

An Shixian's eyes burst out of a crazy bloodthirsty spark, and he pulled out the sword at his waist with a bang, and ordered the world: "Throw boulders and heavy drums at the city wall, cheer for the soldiers and give orders, on the day the city is broken, the old man allows the soldiers to slaughter the city for three days and three nights, and the baht in the city can be taken!" ”

Hearing An Shixian's promise, the lieutenant generals of the Mangyuan City Army became more and more excited and crazy when they heard this, their red eyes flashed with greedy **, cruel killing intent, and the pace of running towards the city wall became faster and faster.

Although Great Xia is the most active dynasty in the use of cold weapons, in the Great Chu period, although cold weapons are used a lot, but the power is not enough, in the event of a big war such as siege, catapults are usually still used, long weapons are the main, these siege equipment can only play an auxiliary role. The stake cart that slammed the door rushed to the front, and the shield-bearers lined up behind them, and behind the shield-bearers were 5,000 soldiers carrying siege ladders and iron claws and other ordnance, which constituted a siege army.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the soldiers of Mangyuan City were about to arrive at the city, Ye Qiqi raised his sword, his upper body naked, and he didn't care about the cold and biting cold wind.

Narrowly dodging an arrow that shot at him, he turned his head and beckoned, shouting, "Quickly put the siege ladder up!" ”

There was a crackling sound, and dozens of city ladders nearly ten zhang long were put on the head of the city wall, and the soldiers bit their knives, used their hands and feet together, and quickly climbed towards the city.

On the road of the city wall of Chenguan, on a big tiger skin chair, Nangong Zhi, who was draped, did not move, half-closed his eyes as if he was asleep, until the siege ladder of the Mangyuan soldiers was erected on the head of the city, Nangong Zhi's angry eyes suddenly opened angrily, and he shouted calmly: "Throw stones, push their ladder down!" ”

"Is there a crashing car under the North City Gate? Pour oil and burn these rebels! ”

"Summoning the people and the servants to put the stones of the inner city on the back of the city wall!"

"Spear preparation, if the rebels climb the city wall, kill them with one shot, and never let a rebel go up the wall!"

"Prepare bows and arrows under the north city gate, if the city gate is broken, shoot with arrows!"

“……”

“……”

A series of orders were issued, and the soldiers defending the city were like arm-wise commanders, each performing their duties, busy but not panicking, under the dust of the city, one by one the soldiers of Mangyuan City screamed and fell, and the shouting of killing gradually weakened.

Ye Qiqi stood under the city wall with red eyes, pushed away the corpse of a soldier of Mangyuan City across the ladder, and climbed up with his nostrils panting. A boulder fell head-on, Ye Qiqi shook his shoulder and dodged it, and then climbed up, and the soldiers of Mangyuan City next to him saw that the master was so desperate, and couldn't help but stimulate their morale, and they all shouted and set up the ladder again, and climbed together like a swarm.