When the two of them stayed on the city wall, Nie Cheng was already there. Due to Nie Cheng's wave of his hand, Feng Li stood beside Nie Cheng, and there were many generals around, Feng Li nodded to them, and those people responded to Feng Li one by one under Nie Cheng's terrifying gaze.

Feng Li looked at the city, the enemy army was about 500,000, of course, the commander he saw at the beginning of the Wolf Head Slope was also there, but this time he was behind a person.

That person is a typical tough guy with a square and tough face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and thick lips, but the constantly flashing gaze destroys his square and honest image, and there are all the shadows of ** and power.

This person is none other than the second prince of Gatu, Cha Xili. His eldest brother died in battle at an early age, and there is now such a son under the knee of Cha Kemu, of course, he is his own. So he was full of confidence in his future. But Chasili also knew that in order to ascend to the throne of Shan Yu, one must have strong personal ability and merit. So over the years, he has been desperately robbing with Zha Han, how can he be compared to a wild seed, and the honor of the royal family has to be defended by himself, which is his responsibility and obligation.

As far as Cha Xili himself is concerned, he is a fierce general, and there is a wise Batuli by his side, he has indeed achieved a lot of achievements over the years, and if he wants to inherit the throne, it must be a logical thing. However, a king needs assistance, so he has been working hard to show Xiàn, hoping to make Zha Han happy and convinced. Because in his heart, he had to admit that Zha Han was superior to himself in terms of force and wisdom.

So he heard that Chahan was going to rob during the autumn harvest of Mia, and thought that this kid was going to compete with him again, so he naturally came together. Zha Han said that he would trap Nie Cheng and send reinforcements in the next encirclement point, so that Angola Ruz City would have no backbone and no morale, so that the attack on Angola Ruz City would be twice as effective with half the effort.

Cha Xili said that the coward of Xiong Mao can defeat him head-on, and Chahan can't deny his thoughts like this, if Angola Ruz City can be defeated so lightly, can it still stand for hundreds of years?

Regardless of the fact that he came to the city of Angola Ruz with the main army, with the heart of fighting with the lions, and wanted to fight the eagle with the will to fight the sky, he left his famous name in the city of Angola Ruz for a hundred years.

But the fact is that when Chasili first saw the perfect smooth walls of Angola Ruz City, the towering and upright posture, so indestructible, like a lion and tiger staring at you viciously, Chasili almost had weak legs, indeed weak legs. But how could he be so strong. He urged everyone to rush forward, but he didn't dare to take another step.

Seeing that the people on the city wall seemed to be unmoved, just firing arrows, he had no choice but to announce his retreat, and retreated with a sigh of relief in his heart. With fear and powerlessness, retreat, yes, it was fear, Cha Xili stood under the city of Angola Rus, that feeling of insignificance and powerlessness came to the surface, he could not defeat it, he stood there, like being stared at by a hungry tiger with red eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The heart of the decadent wolf bèi all the way, after seeing the situation of Zha Han, he breathed a long sigh of relief, it seems that the wolf god still blesses himself, then he will be able to defeat the city of Angola Rus. So he returned to the team, thinking that he must revive his image.

Looking at Angola Ruz City again, Cha Xili exhaled heavily, hum, due to psychological reasons, he was now full of the idea of attacking Angola Ruz City, and his eyes were full of disdain.

When the arrows were fired at the walls, the wind left them and hid behind the battlements of arrows. If the city of Angola Ruz could have been managed by the rain of arrows, it would have been captured a long time ago.

The rain of arrows had no effect on the wind, but they approached the city wall under the cover of the rain of arrows, preparing to build a ladder. But the 100-meter-high walls of the Angolan city of Ruz are no joke. In the interval between the rain of arrows, the defenders of the city quickly came to the city wall, smiled and smashed down the stones that had been placed aside, as well as the rolling logs, and Feng Li looked coldly at the Gatu people who screamed and fell down the ladder. The more people there are, the colder they look. It's not that she's cold-blooded, it's just that watching them like this makes her more and more reminded of her fallen soldiers in Breeze Valley. Such blood, such a large base, so many brothers, so quiet.

They were buried there, nameless, and finally turned into loess and sand, not remembered, and perhaps the only thing that will be remembered in the end is that they were soldiers in the city of Ruz, Angola, and they were part of the border.

But the people on the battlefield at this time did not have time to think about it too much, they only thought about attacking and defending the city. The only thing that can be held in the hand is the sword and sword in the hand, which is the only reliance that can defend one's life. Looking at the enemy with a vicious look, those people are fighting with themselves for the bargaining chips of survival.

However, the war has always been a frontal attack, and the siege of the city has not been effective, and Cha Xili has already sent an invitation to Nie Cheng. And the cavalry and infantry on both sides have long been in a position.

There is never a shortage of militants in war, among them Shi Zichuan, and the wind is far away, and so is Myron. Seeing that the two of them were eager to try, Nie Cheng nodded and motioned for them to come up, but the first formation was still Lin Jixing. This silent and cold man is, will be, and will be the god of war in the city of Angola Ruz, and where he stands, it is a piece of heaven and earth.

The city gate opened and then closed, and Lin Jixing took the lead to walk out. There is a bone-chilling chill on his body, a cold and handsome face, sharp and snowy eyes, and a calm and awe-inspiring bearing, standing in front of him, that is an incomparable killing aura.

Over there, Cha Xili was obviously stunned by Lin Jixing, and in silence, he slowly walked out behind him. Zhuo Jia, a cold and outrageous man, he has almost the same temperament as Lin Jixing, but Lin Jixing's eyes are cold, and that person's eyes are stable.

The duel between the pioneers was solemn and quiet. Both of them are good at marksmanship, and when they collide, neither of them takes advantage of anything. Lin Jixing's face did not change at all, as if nothing was in his eyes, only the gun in his hand. Zhuo Jia is calm and unfazed even in all difficulties, and is silent about everything. So after the first contact, no one could see the weight and strength of each other in the opponent's heart from the other party's reaction.

Start again, ruthless, powerful, fast, deadly, the hand is close to the point, the gun is like a dragon churning, turning out a monstrous wave. Although the two have no expressions, the strength of the opponent has been positioned in their hearts. The shot is unreserved, every move is to hope to keep the enemy's life under the gun, but the strength of the two is almost the same, and no one can please each other with all their strength.

The main general here has no way to quickly resolve the battle, and the soldiers below are ready to move, but they don't hear the order, and no one dares to move. Nie Cheng looked at the situation and waved his hand, and Geng Xinming below immediately shouted and slapped his horse forward.

No one can help anyone here, but the battle must continue, and the boss's charge is needed to boost morale.

Geng Xinming stepped forward immediately, took over Dadalie, who couldn't help but step forward when he saw the fierce battle, and started a new battle. So on the scene, Lin Jixing was two-on-one, and Geng Xinming assisted from the side.

Geng Xinming is a veteran, so although Dadalie, who came fiercely, was invincible, he could also resist it with rich experience. Dadaret's personality is brave, which is both his strength and his weakness. Brave and not wise and brave people on the battlefield unless you can brave the three armies, then you can only be defeated. Last time, Dadalie was defeated by Shi Zichuan's precise and fast knife technique, and today he held his breath to get angry, but he seemed to forget that last time Lin Jixing was one against two.

So soon, Dadalie's Yong seemed to be frozen into ice by the strong air pressure of Lin Jixing beside him, and he became more and more invincible. And the soldiers behind him saw that the general was defeated, and they were very angry in their hearts, how could the warriors of their own clan lose to Mia's little white face. When the knife slashed at the soldiers in the city of Ruz in Angola, the force involuntarily increased a little. The courage of the Mia people who were aroused by Lin Jixing subsided under the force of the sword that was like a mountain, and the courage that was finally aroused turned into a silent retreat, no one wanted to, but no one could do it.

Seeing this, Lin Jixing repelled Dadar Lie, and just wanted to take the opponent's head, but the arrow came. It aimed at Lin Jixing's offensive line, and if it advanced, it would inevitably be hit by an arrow, and it would be seriously wounded. Lin Jixing sighed and watched Dadalie retreat, his spear raised diagonally, and roared, and the soldiers of Angola Ruz City behind him suddenly steadied their retreating steps and looked at their standing spirits.

"Brothers, you have to believe that you are invincible, follow me, rush." Lin Jixing's shouting drove everyone to move forward slowly and steadily, step by step.

But the arrow kept aiming at Lin Jixing, and refused to let him move forward even a step. Feng Li and Nie Cheng on the city wall looked at it, looking ahead, it was a middle-aged man who was not tall, his appearance was not outstanding, he was really mixed in the crowd, and he couldn't see it at all, but his sharp eyes like eagles were daunting. It was also this person who made Shi Zichuan powerless when he was on the wolf's head slope. In the distance, when you stretch out your hand, you will give in and step back, and even take people's lives, this kind of archery is really chilling.

Zha rare Keqi took control of the situation, and volunteered to be a striker, determined to wipe out Mia's morale, Zha Xili looked at the current situation, nodded, and agreed to his request.

Zha Han himself is intelligent, coupled with his hard work from snacks, coupled with his physique, it can really be said that he is both wise and brave. So when Zha Han faced Lin Jixing, the two were evenly matched.

One is brilliant and superior in martial arts; One is calm and proud, and his marksmanship is invincible. Cold meets wisdom, like an iceberg meets fire, what you see is that the skill is profound, either the ice is cremated, or the ice freezes the fire. When the strength is equal, no one can help anyone.