There was a loud crackling sound, but countless guards were thrown from the city walls. Either the sky was splashed with gray rain, or the fire oil was sprinkled, and the unextinguished flames on the battlefield were burned, and it was a human-shaped fire ball dancing and falling on the long ladder.

In addition to the ash bottle fire pot, there are also rolling wood and stones smashed. Dozens of defenders on the fort mustered up their spare strength and threw down so many stacked weapons in a desperate manner.

The so-called stone is the prepared stone of seven or eight catties or ten catties. If it's small, it's not lethal, and if it's big, throw a few pieces and lose your strength. The stone rained down, and it smashed into a clanging sound. The attacking tools under the fort are just long ladders. Unlike climbing the city with a ladder, you can endure heavy weights, and the armor can be fully equipped, holding a heavy shield and wielding a long knife. Falling rocks can be pushed away with a heavy shield. At this moment, the falling rocks are like rain, which is nothing more than relying on the heavenly spirit to cover the iron helmet and carry it. When the stone comes down, it often smashes the helmet and head together.

The rolling log is a big log, with chains tied to both sides, and several defenders put it down with chains, swinging along the fort wall like a pendulum, but whenever they are hit, they all vomit blood and fall. Some of the defenders also put up the wolf's fangs and smashed them against the fortress wall, such a heavy guard, even if they were wearing heavy armor, there were suddenly a few more blood holes on their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, several Jurchen armor soldiers on the long ladder were swept away. At the foot of the long ladder, there was another pile of corpses. The stench of burnt human flesh also intensified. Screams rang out from the walls to the bottom of the walls. No matter how fierce the Jurchen Tartars are, they can only tear out their voices and scream for their lives at this time!

Such a tragic scene happened everywhere on dozens of long staircases along the circle of the fort wall. The Jurchen armor soldiers who sent arrows to suppress the head of the city, and the auxiliary troops such as the cangtou bullet pressure were all shocked and weak, and many people stopped firing arrows.

Ants attached to the moth, heavy casualties and the city is unstoppable, at any time is the living and bloody reality of siege warfare in the era of cold weapons!

However, the timing of the silver technique is really good, and the Jurchen armor warrior pounces on him very quickly. No one expected that the Jurchen military horses at this moment would be so strong. Although the defenders of the fort tried their best to counterattack, the defenders only had a few dozen people after all, how could they take care of all aspects. On some of the remnants of the long ladder, the Jurchen armor finally emerged.

In front of a long ladder, two defenders smashed several ash bottles. I saw that the Jurchen armor was still desperately fighting. In a panic, he grabbed the putt. I want the two of them to work together to push this long ladder down. As soon as he got up the ladder, he heard a loud roar. But it was a Jurchen armor soldier wearing a tiger tail on an iron helmet who jumped on the wall. With a sweep of the sword, the two defenders couldn't hold on to the putt. Further, with a slash of the knife, most of them were split in half, and blood rained everywhere.

In the midst of the crimson, the Jurchen armor soldier wearing a tiger tail roared. It's like a living worm! The remaining one of the defenders was shocked by this roar, turned around and ran, only to shout in a changed voice: "The Tartars are coming!" ”

This Jurchen armor soldier wearing a tiger tail and heavy armor is Hu Lu. He went up first and threw a stone down. I didn't care about it, and turned over and got on again. Just close your eyes tightly to avoid the ash bottle. If it's a canister of oil that comes down. Then leave it to fate. The result was also good luck, and he actually risked his life to hit the city!

With both feet on the ground, it is the world of Hu Lu and other fighting men. I heard him shouting again and again, and the long knife was in the direction, and he slashed several defenders one after another, and grabbed a battlement, and stood there with a dead stake. Pick up more remnants of the Jurchen armor to go to the fort. A defender armored soldier pounced on him with a seven-foot nail gun, but he twisted it for Hu Lu. Wrap it in your arms. I also twisted it with my hand.

As soon as this snatch was twisted, the nail gun in the hands of the defenders was taken off. The people stumbled and rushed over. The neckline was grabbed by Hu Lu with one hand. As soon as he pulled it, he threw his head and feet off the fortress wall!

This is still going on, Hu Lu snatched the nail gun in his hand, threw it out, and another defender who pounced suddenly pierced it, and his body shook and he also fell to the castle wall!

Up and down the city, there was a loud uproar. The Jurchen soldiers and horses under the fort wall are high morale, but the fort wall is a desperate exclamation!

As long as a Jurchen Tartar is on the fortress wall, he will not be able to kill before and after, and he will firmly entrench the city. If more Jurchen Tartars pounce on them, Jiazi Fort will be everyone's coffin!

Not far away, under the banner of the Chinese army, there was also a cheer, and all the Jurchen armor soldiers were raising their arms and shouting, cheering for Hu Lu. Wanyan Xiyin couldn't help but smile, and looked back at Yinshuke: "After fighting so many lives, I finally took down a fortress............ This flying spear is really wonderful! ”

Before the words fell, another nail gun broke through the air on the fortress wall, and with the sound of a fierce wind, it sank into Hu Lu's shoulder and back. It is falling at the junction of the two-layer heavy armor shoulder armor and the chest, and it will be pierced at once! Hu Lu, who was still majestic just now, screamed miserably, pressed the wound, couldn't stand on his feet again, staggered, turned over and fell into the castle wall.

The two spears came and went in the air like lightning, but it was only a blink of an eye. Just now, a spear made thousands of Jurchen military horses tear their voices and cheer loudly, and the spear that came back suddenly made all the cheers stuck in their necks, and everyone was stunned to see what happened in front of them!

The person who threw the spear was Meng Nuan. He took off his spear, without pause, shouted, held a shield in his left hand, held a knife in his right hand, and pounced towards the Jurchen armor who appeared at the battlement! His henchmen were encouraged by his actions, and they also gave up their lives to follow. With a slash of gun, he immediately overturned the two Jurchen armorers who pounced, and then threw the ash bottle fire pot down desperately. The Jurchen armor warriors who attacked the city here were swept away in a blink of an eye. Meng Nuan even took a few henchmen to fight around the fort wall, as long as there was something that could not be stabilized, he would face it. It turned out that the situation was shaken, so he personally went into battle and stabilized it. And more long ladders are blazing, and more Jurchen armor soldiers are buried under the walls of the Jiazi Fort!

Yinshuke's face was pale, and he stared at the armor fort. He ordered in a deep voice: "Blow the horn, retreat!" ”

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So far, more than 100 Jurchen sons have lost their lives, and Yinshu can decisively admit defeat. If this continues, I don't know how many lives will be lost in vain. It is not necessarily possible to knock down a mere A-shaped fort, let alone the stronger Yingzhou fortress behind the A-shaped fort.

Wanyan Xiyin grabbed Yinshu and said angrily: "How can I retreat now?" Now it's almost close! Send another one more. You can't bear it, send me up! Retreat now, what other way is there to open this Yingzhou? How did Zong Han get south? Lou Mur, these thousands of military horses are still waiting in the south! ”

Yinshu glanced at him strangely: "I can't beat it today, I will find a chance in the future." There is always an opportunity to fight, so why do you have to hit it headlong? ”

Wanyan Xiyin sneered: "What other chance?" What other means do you have to break the city? ”

Yinshu still looked at him strangely: "At this moment." How do I know? On the verge of battle. Fighters are ever-changing. I saw it and grabbed it, what can I say now? Xi Yin, it's not me talking about you. Commander orders to lead troops to fight, you still have to come. Take charge alone, or line up behind me and Lou's room! What is the use of reading too much of the book of the Southern Barbarian? “

Wanyan Xiyin wanted to help Yinshuke, and worked hard again. Say anything and grab this small fortress first. Unexpectedly, he gave Yinshu Ke a few words, and his face turned black with anger at the moment.

The trumpet whined under the flag. The Jurchen archers in front of the fort fought their last strength and desperately fired arrows to suppress the defenders on the fort wall. The heavily armored infantry warriors also supported each other and staggered back from the fortress wall. Wait for the remnants of the army to easily cross the trench, together with the covering shooters. I don't know that dozens of lives have been lost.

On the A-word fort, the cheers were like thunder. And the face of the defending general on the fort was also red with excitement, and he jumped to his feet and ordered: "Shoot!" Shoot these dead Jurchen Tartars! Today, Lao Meng has achieved merit, and we have mistaken this guy, but we want to find him to have a good drink to make amends! ”

On top of Yingzhou City, Guo Rong's expression was complicated - in fact, it was not only her, but all the generals were very embarrassed. This Meng Nuan has always been guarded against by everyone. Last night he mutinied, and he killed the rebels as a sign of loyalty. He was thrown into the outermost fort. No reinforcements were sent out today. It's this Meng Nuan. Relying on the fifty defenders, he survived. It's just that the people are angry, and they don't know how many girls they have killed and injured! Seeing each other on a different day, don't you want to wipe your face off and put it in your purse? Straight lady thief, I didn't expect this Lao Meng to be such a loyal and good man who does what he says!

Guo Rong said without replying: "At this moment, you can send Xuan Feng to help Meng Nuan?" ”

Ni Jie stubbornly agreed: "The last general will lead it personally, go to the aid of Jiazi Fort!" ”

Guo Rong waved her hand and let Ni Huang hair, but she didn't say anything more - she really didn't know what to say. Leading the army and taking responsibility for Xiao Yan, he has to bear the fate of so many people in every move, and even the heavy responsibility of Xiao Yan's inheritance. It really made this tall little girl feel a little exhausted.

Maybe I thought too highly of myself before? I don't actually have the ability to survive alone in this troubled world......... Or is it the one surnamed Xiao, with his evil smile and his usual arrogant and domineering decision, that he has gradually softened, and he is no longer a sassy daughter who is riding a horse and leading a bow in Yandi?

That guy, why haven't you come yet............ I miss him, I miss him............ I miss him............

In Guo Rong's eyes that suddenly became soft, the only gate that could be opened in Yingzhou City Creaked. In the midst of the snow and dust, two hundred iron horsemen led by Ni Jie himself, roared out, and went straight to the Jiazi Fort to help.

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On the A-word fort, Meng Nuan spat a mouthful of bloody saliva. Just now, a Jurchen armor soldier slammed a hammer at him, although he pushed it away with a shield. But I don't know what these Jurchen Tartars grew up eating, and their strength is so great. Under the shock, the clenched teeth were shaken and bleeding.

When fighting, I didn't know it. But when the Jurchen Tartars retreated, Meng Nuan felt that there was no pain all over his body.

The smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Under the fort, the original snow was dyed in a strange color of red, red, black and black. The corpses were piled up and stacked almost half a person high, and it seemed that there were still people who had not died, slowly squirming and struggling in the corpse pile.

The trench surrounding the fortress filled the corpses, and there were long and short moans from inside. I don't know if it's the Jurchen armor or those people who are angry.

Dozens of long stairs were all burning, all of which were toppled by the defenders. Smoke rose in puffs, blackening every remaining defender. Now these defenders are all leaning on the battlements weakly, and they don't even bother to wipe their faces.

This fight actually survived like this............ But that's just the beginning.

Meng Nuan stood in front of the battlement, looking forward, taking advantage of the fact that the Jurchen military horses had no time to take care of the Jurchen army and horses just now, and the people who struggled to flee were alive. There is also the Jurchen Chinese army that has not moved. Under two large black flags. I don't know how many Jurchens look at themselves here with hatred.

Looking back, Yingzhou Chengsai finally sent reinforcements. Flying like a splash of snow and dust rushed towards here.

In the distance, there are mountains and rivers outside the plug, and there is an endless lead-gray sky.

Under such a vast world, how can a male husband be driven by others, carefully guarding the fortress and fighting desperately to achieve self-efficacy. Or just drive the Jurchens like dogs and sheep, and get lucky and not die. Waiting to get a bite of leftovers from their mouths?

And no matter who he serves, how can the tall and beautiful shadow that has been frosted and clearer in the snow fall into his arms?

Far out of the Jurchen Chinese army, suddenly a mournful horn sounded again. Meng Nuan's expression tightened and he looked out. The Jurchens are really such animals. With such a kill, no attacking tools, and still coming to attack the city?

The remnants of his henchmen were less than forty henchmen, some of whom were barely struggling. Some people are too lazy to move. The Jurchens came up again and worked hard, nothing more than that, a moment of rest is a moment.

At the sound of the horn, the Jurchen military horses did not attack the city again. Instead, they sent a group of knights to chase down the fleeing people. These raw mouths besieged the city once. The body is depleted. Many of them were still wounded, even if they fled. It's just barely struggling in the snow, and I can't go far at all. The Jurchen Chinese knights, who had been recuperating for a long time, flew out in all directions, and soon caught up one after another. Shoot on a horse or with a bow, or chase after a person who cuts his head and covers his face, and kills and slashes. I saw blood splashing in the snow, and occasionally a dull scream came from afar, and those people didn't even have the strength to struggle, and more were closing their eyes and waiting for death.

The war horse stepped on, and the flesh and blood were like mud. In the minds of the Jurchens, their own lives are nothing, let alone people who are not of my race in this world. They relied on extreme killing and violence to destroy a huge empire, and miraculously rose rapidly! The deep blood brought by this ethnic group in history is difficult to understand from a few pages of light history books unless you are in the middle of it!

Hundreds or thousands of lives were swept away by the Jurchen knights in an instant. Killing the snow in clusters of crimson colors. These Jurchen knights still haven't been relieved, and they went around a few circles before they hated to return.

Several confidants around Meng Nuan were surrounded by each other, looking at each other.

"That Hongda didn't die under the fort, but also died here. It's a pity that this guy joined the gang on the same day, can he have today? ”

"What's the matter with the occupancy? It's not like you're left in this little castle to fight for your life. The Jurchen military horses will come again, I don't know if I can hold it up. ”

"In this world, one day of life is counted as one day. I have eaten enough of the main wine and meat, and everyone has slept with each other. A cheap life, whoever wants it will go, and he will get anything. ”

"Those who entered the mother and picked up the birds, those Liao dogs, we finished fighting, but we only came. Do you want to pay tribute? I only cared about the day that day, but I didn't expect to create such a big obstacle! ”

The Jurchens were killing and slashing, killing all and escaping. Ni Jie finally arrived with reinforcements. The scene of fierce fighting in front of Fort A is shocking enough. And the tyranny after the Jurchens did not succeed is even more hateful and chilling.

Ni Jie took the lead, crossed the trench, and glanced at the bloodstains of corpses all over the ground. glanced at the Jurchen Chinese army again, and scolded hatefully: "The Jurchen Tartars who can't be killed!" ”

Then he greeted the castle: "Old Meng, how is it now?" Do you want us to go to the castle for you? You lead Erlang back to the city to rest for a while, it's really hard for you today. A reward has already been prepared in the city for the brothers to breathe! ”

The defenders on the fort were all silent, looking at Ni Jie hatefully. Some people muttered and didn't know what they were cursing. Meng Nuan's expression did not move, and he replied with his support on the battlement: "General Ni, the sky is still bright now." The Jurchen Tartars have not retreated, now change the guard, don't give the Jurchen Tartars a cheap price and then come to the city! To be honest, once again, my old Meng Ke is a little struggling! Take the brothers back first, and we will finish the day. After nightfall, change the guard again! I don't ask for anything, each brother has hot soup to wash, a little wine and meat, and a clean mattress! Can't let the sons and daughters suffer in vain! ”

Ni Jie nodded: "That's it, Lao Meng, when you get to the city, I invite you to eat and drink!" If there was any offense before, bear with me. After the battle of Yingzhou, we are brothers in life and death! I have a louse, and I can't miss a thigh of Lao Meng! The mouth is not hearty, my surname Ni is thundering in the sky! Tonight, I'll welcome you into the city! ”

Those who are generals are happy, and they are not allowed to enter the fort, and they put their teams in the field, for fear of variables. After Ni Jie finished greeting, he led the military horse to turn around and leave.

Looking at Ni Jie's back, Meng Nuan had a smile on his face. It wasn't until they were about to enter Yingzhou City that Meng Nuan put away his smile and whispered to several henchmen around him: "Hurry up and rest well!" ”

Several henchmen received the order and went separately to settle their subordinates to rest. From time to time, he looked at Meng Nuan with a puzzled gaze. Some people still look thoughtful, but in the end they still don't say anything.

Meng Nuan himself did not rest, holding on to the battlement, and looked at the Jurchen soldiers and horses who were still lined up in the snow. And the Jurchen military horse, I don't know how many eyes fell on Meng Nuan's figure standing in the city.

Yinshu can stand side by side with Wanyan Xiyin, and they all look at the small figure of Meng Nuan in the distance. No one spoke.

A Jurchen general who had killed his head and face covered with blood came back to restore his life, and said angrily: "Escape and kill all of them." Even if a few escape, it will only be their fate............ Silversmithing, do you want me to attack again? Hu Lu died, Nahai was wounded, and one or two hundred people were broken. How can we have the face to see Zong Han! I just want to fight for my life, and I want to take down this bird fort! ”

Yinshu snorted coldly: "There are thousands of lives for Hu Lu to be buried, and it's enough............ Jurchen warriors, how can there be a truth in the bed of old death? Whether to attack or not to attack the city, its power lies in a certain place. If you want to replace someone, you and Zong Han will go! ”

Drinking for him, the Jurchen general lowered his head and did not dare to speak. Yinshuke glanced deeply at Meng Nuan's figure in the distance, and said coldly: "Go!" ”

As soon as he gave the order, the Jurchen Brigade suddenly moved. The flag waved, pointing in the direction of the return camp. Wanyan Xiyin also pulled the reins, followed Yinshuke's side, and sneered: "Yinshuke, you use it well!" ”

Yinshu didn't answer him, just muttered, "It doesn't taste right............ Why don't you let reinforcements into the fort to take over? ”

He glanced back at Fort A again, and repeated it repeatedly: "The taste is not right!" ”

On the Jiazi Fort, Meng Nuan always stood at the battlement, looking at all the surroundings. looked at Yingzhou, where Guo Rong was guarding, looked at Ni Jie, who returned, and looked at Yinshuke, who retreated. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he never retreated.

At this moment, Meng Nuan had never felt like this———— all of them were under his control. (To be continued.) )