A swarm of rockets was packed in barrels, and there were 32 rockets, and after igniting the bus, they shot at once, like thunder. When he saw the firelight, he immediately felt bad, and he reacted amazingly, reaching out and grabbing the two vests beside him, like a door panel, blocking the front.

Suddenly, rockets came overwhelmingly, and more than a dozen Jiannu in Shangcheng were all shrouded in it.

Bang bang bang, the arrows pierced through the iron armor and shot through the flesh and blood, and two or three vests were even hit by six or seven arrows, or even a dozen arrows, flew out of the battlements and fell to their deaths under the city.

The rest of the Jiannu were also either dead or wounded, some were pierced through their throats, some had their stomachs slit, and blood and corpses were all over the ground. Those who survived were covered in blood and screamed in pain.

The soldiers, who had been preparing for a long time, pounced on them, raised their swords together, and wiped out all the wounded Jiannu.

Just as he was in the middle of the killing, suddenly a man suddenly stood up in the pile of dead people, covered in blood, looking like he was crazy, and he was holding two dead bodies full of bows and arrows in his hands.

"Die to the lowly Nikan!"

The corpses were thrown out, and several soldiers were hit and fell to the head of the city. The guy picked up two plate axes from the ground and rushed to the front of the soldier. The axe was picked up, and it cut right through the throat, and seeing that it was no longer alive, he waved another axe, and the helmet of the other pikeman was smashed, and his brain flowed all over the ground.

This guy rushed forward like a fierce god, and then another Jiannu climbed up, and they slaughtered wantonly, seeing that the city was in danger.

"Jiannu, suffer death!"

Du Qing happened to see this scene, and he pulled out his long knife without hesitation. The Du family has been in business for generations, extremely wealthy, after Du Qing learned martial arts, he spared no expense, his knife weighed thirty-six pounds, and it took three craftsmen more than a year to build.

The long knife was unusually sharp, and his sword was powerful and heavy. With the sound of the wind, it was cleaved down.

Jia La'e Zhen hurriedly raised the axe to block, the knife slashed on the handle of the axe, and with a bang, it was cut off, and a few pieces of the nail leaf on Jia La's shoulder were swept off, and he grinned in pain.

Du Qing didn't spare his hand, and stabbed three times in succession, forcing Jia La's forehead into a corner, and there was no way to retreat.

"Hahahaha, Dog Jiannu. Die! ”

The big knife slashed down like lightning, and Jia La's forehead suddenly gritted his teeth, and he staggered his head slightly, and actually pointed straight at the blade with his shoulder.

Click!

The nail leaves splashed, the long knife entered the flesh, the muscles and bones were broken, and the blood splattered. Cut off the arm with a knife.

But the moment Du Qing's long knife slashed, Jia La's forehead really concentrated all the strength of his body on the last arm, and exerted all his strength. Swing the axe.

"Let's die together!"

Du Qing never imagined that this guy would be so cruel and fight for his life. For a moment, his whole body was cold. He is in good physical condition, his family is wealthy, and he is willing to work hard. The strength of martial arts is rare.

But he didn't really go through the desperate fight on the battlefield, and for a moment, Du Qing even closed his eyes in despair. It was as if I had been hit in the chest. He took several steps backwards in a row.

Is this what death tastes like? It doesn't seem to hurt too much!

"What?"

With a burst of applause, Du Qing hurriedly opened his eyes. It turned out that Zhang Ke also noticed this Jia La's forehead, and he saw that this guy must be a big official.

Just as he was fighting for his life. Zhang Ke made a move to push the window and look at the moon, and the knife came from the bottom up, just cutting off Jia La's wrist.

The axe flew out, still hitting Du Qing's armor, but it only left a deep scratch, which did not hurt the muscles and bones.

Du Qing escaped death and hurriedly said, "Thank you for saving your life!" ”

"Don't be a mother-in-law on the battlefield, hurry up and kill the enemy!"

Du Qing's face was flushed, he gritted his teeth, became even more ruthless, and killed the Tartars at the head of the city with Zhang Ke, chopping melons and vegetables, killing the Jiannu wolf Bèi and retreating, and regaining the control of the city.

Zhang Ke turned around and came to the corner, Jia La's forehead was really dying, blood foam came out of his mouth, Zhang Ke swung his knife and cut off his head.

"Quick, hang the dog's head on the city tower and let the Jiannu take a look!"

Ma Biao hurriedly complied, and the head was hung on the tall flagpole.

Shuo Tuobeiler outside the city was watching the battle, and Li Yongfang's ears were also bandaged, this guy gritted his teeth, and he couldn't wait to kill Fengji Fort immediately, and kill and slash all before he could get angry.

"Baylor, Lord Baylor, it's a big deal, Botai is really dead!"

Shuo Tuo's body shook and he almost fell off his horse, Botai is an old friend who has been born and died with his father Daishan for many years, and his bravery is abnormal, how could he die in Fengji Fort!

"Bastard, you dare to talk nonsense, I'm going to kill you!"

"Lord Belle, the minions are not talking nonsense, look at it, the heads are all hung up!"

Shuotuo hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, there was a head on the flagpole at the head of the city!

"Okay, Ming Dog, I'll kill it!"

Like a wounded beast, Shuoto roared wildly, giving a sharp order to die, and Jiannu swarmed up again.

The Houjin soldiers also saw that no matter how much they attacked at the narrow city gate, they would only be able to send them to death, so they urged the auxiliary soldiers to speed up the clearing of antlers and thistles and expand the offensive area.

The fortifications of Fengji Fort were arranged by Zhang Ke at any cost, he emptied the armory of Fengji Fort and found all the thistles stored decades ago. Densely thrown under the city.

The auxiliaries could only rely on their feet, and in a short time the screams were incessant. Someone had his feet pierced and fell to the ground, and as a result, his buttocks and arms were pierced, and the heart-rending screams were even more terrifying than the most feared execution ground!

With his bare hands, he pushed the antlers to resist the horses, and the sharp thorns left bloody wounds on their bodies.

The auxiliaries suffered heavy casualties, but they had to clear the obstacles faster, and the white-armored soldiers behind them had already drawn their bows and arrows, and their target was not the head of the city, but their own people. Whoever dares to retreat will be killed immediately!

Finally the offensive side expanded, and at the same time a dozen ladders were erected, and the archers fired wildly at the head of the city. The dead soldier climbed the ladder and struck again.

Jiannu screamed, and more than a dozen Tartars rushed up to the head of the city at once, and they were rich in giggling, and when they approached the city, they first swept the battlements with a knife to prevent the soldiers defending the city from attacking, and then they jumped up violently with their waists.

The movement is as smooth as the flow of water in the clouds. But when their feet landed on the top of the city, there was a scream, and a heart-piercing pain came from the soles of their feet.

Zhang Ke had already noticed the movements of the Tartars, and knew that they were going to play big, so Zhang Ke naturally accompanied him to the end. He had ordered the soldiers to place a row of antlers on the inside of the battlements, and thistles were scattered where Jiannu might have landed.

The Houjin soldiers who rushed to the head of the city stepped on the iron thistle terrestris, and suddenly let out a miserable scream. They staggered forward, only to hit their calves on the antlers.

The sharp branches pierced the flesh, and the painful Jiannu bared his teeth and hurriedly bowed his head. Go push the antlers away. But it takes time to push away, how could the soldiers at the head of the city let go of this opportunity, Jiannu was trapped by the antlers, and it was completely a passive fight.

The pikemen stood in a neat line and attacked decisively. Rows of spears stabbed over, Jiannu was terrified, desperately brandishing his weapons to block, but in a small space, how to dodge!

Poof!

The spear stabbed in the throat. Blood splattered, and I saw that I was dead. A tear flowed from the corner of the soldier's eye, he was originally from Tieling, and the Tartars killed in Tieling. His parents, as well as his siblings, all died tragically, and he was the only one in the family who escaped.

"Daddy. Mother, look at it, the child has avenged you! ”

The soldiers clenched their spears. Desperately stabbed over, stabbing Jiannu's chest into a hornet's nest, poking them in the abdomen and piercing their heads.

In less than a quarter of an hour, nearly twenty Jiannu were killed.

Of course, the soldiers at the head of the city are not easy, and these Jiannu are all outlaws. A white-armored soldier was stabbed in the soft underbelly, and his intestines flowed out of the wound, and with the last of his strength, he threw the knife in his hand at the opposite soldier.

The leather armor was pierced, the knife sank deep into the chest, and the soldier fell to the wall.

The battle continued, Jiannu finally pushed away the antlers and rushed up, having to admit that the robbers who had honed their killing skills since childhood were far more effective than ordinary Ming soldiers.

One after another, soldiers fell under their hands, and as the casualties increased, the soldiers who had been in Fengji Fort could not hold on, and they quietly retreated. Looking around, his legs unconsciously stepped back.

"Kill!"

Zhang Ke did not hesitate, raised his knife in his hand, and cut down the two deserters.

"Listen, whether you want to die a heroic battle, or you want to be a coward, it's all in one thought."

The bloody corpse finally reminded the soldiers, and they could only rush upwards regardless of a single qiē. Two or three hundred people are constantly fighting on the narrow city walls, and as long as you fall to the ground, you will never think that countless big-footed girls will trample you into rotten meat.

Shouting, howling, and the clash of weapons were all intertwined, and the drums of war were eager to be beaten inside and outside the city. The soldiers on both sides were all red-eyed and stabbed.

Du Qing hacked three white-armored soldiers to death one after another, and when he pulled the knife out of Jiannu's throat, a stream of blood sprayed his face, neck, and arms, all covered in blood.

He subconsciously licked the warm liquid on his lips, and his blood boiled, he really belonged to the battlefield by nature, and only the blood of the enemy could make him boil!

The soldiers on both sides did their best to destroy their opponents. Suddenly, there was a sound of feet in the city, and hundreds of soldiers were running towards the southern city. These were all firefighters drawn from the east, west, and north, and they reached the city wall as quickly as possible.

Zhang Ke was immediately relieved when he saw these firecrackers.

"Good time, let the pikemen stand down first, you guys go up!"

At the sound of the order, all the exhausted pikemen retreated, and the remnants of the Jiannu were revealed, and they were a little hesitant, not knowing what to do, when the deafening sound of fire rang out.

Suddenly, more than a dozen Jiannu died under the firecracker, and the rest of the people rushed to the firecracker as if they were crazy. At this time, the treasure knife in Zhang Ke's hand waved, and more than a dozen pikemen rushed out.

Their task was not to kill the enemy, but to form a protective wall, and the musketeers hid behind them, quickly reloading, and then a second round of gunfire rang out, and five or six vests fell to the ground.

In this way, the musketeers and pikemen alternate attacks, and they are invincible in a small space! There are fewer and fewer Tartars at the head of the city, and with the last white-armored soldier having his head shattered, there are no more slaves on the city!

The generals who had fought bloodily looked at each other and shouted excitedly from their hearts:

"We won!" (To be continued!)

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