The battle on the walls immediately fell into a stalemate. Although the armor on the soldiers was thick, it couldn't resist the desperate rogue. Knowing that they are destined to die, the bandits use knives, clubs, and even their hands as weapons, and would rather suffer a fatal blow than fight with their opponents. From time to time, soldiers from both sides fell from the city with each other in their arms, and the screams were endless.

The guerrilla general Hou Qiao was forced down of the city after only one more tea time than Deng Yuanjian, his luck was slightly better, he used his leg to hold the edge of the ladder when he fell, and the whole person quickly slipped down the smooth wooden pole, although the armor and skin and flesh on his thighs were worn to pieces, but he was not worried about his life in the end. The other soldiers who followed the two generals to the city did not have such good luck, as long as the rescuers with sackcloth could not take care of them, they would inevitably die if they were pushed off the wall. And staying in the city, the opponent's lifeless ruthlessness made them feel terrified.

Someone tried to retreat to the siege ladder, but was blocked by their newly killed companions. As soon as the bandits struck a successful blow, they immediately shouted and surrounded the siege ladder from all directions. In order to avoid being used as a target by the opposing archers, they were very close to the officers and soldiers. This adds to the intensity of the fighting. Sometimes both sides insert weapons into their opponents' bodies almost simultaneously, and then look at each other until the end of their lives. The robes on both sides immediately pushed the bodies of the fallen away, slashed their swords at the enemy they didn't know, and did not die.

A lieutenant jumped onto the wall, and before he could stand firm, a five-foot-long slapper swept over. The hapless lieutenant couldn't dodge it, and was slashed in the soft underbelly by a slap knife. Blood splashed with a "poof", and the lieutenant was surprised to see himself flying, and then screamed, and his entire upper body fell from the top of the city. The leader of the bandits who succeeded in the sneak attack laughed, holding his sword high and shouting for battle. The archers under the city quickly seized the opportunity, and in the next moment, the little leader was full of feathered arrows, and shook it, but refused to fall, and with his last breath before dying, he dug the hilt of his sword into the mud brick, and supported his body with the shaft of his sword.

"Push them down!" Gao Shida shouted from the city wall. At this moment, blood was already visible on his body, but the expression on his face became more and more crazy. The minions who followed him were as fierce as the big bosses, and their swords danced like wheels, and they were invincible. The soldiers in front of a siege ladder were cut down in an instant, and several minions carried the top of the ladder on their shoulders and pushed forward vigorously. The siege ladder underneath, with its wooden base, is difficult to knock down. The minions were so red-faced and unyielding that several cold arrows struck them, turning them all into hedgehogs.

"Roll the wood!" I don't know who reminded me loudly. In the blink of an eye, dozens of huge logs were lifted by the minions and pushed down the siege ladder. The officers and men who were swarming up could not dodge, and one by one they were swept off the siege ladder by rolling logs, their brains cracked, and their tendons were broken.

The art of killing was not taught at all, and the bandits soon learned the use of the city's defense equipment. Large chunks of rocks, nails with chains attached to their tails falling in a staggered manner, each wave taking away several lives. While the officers and soldiers were in a hurry, someone threw torches at the bottom of the siege ladder. Smoke billowed from the wooden support cut off the archers' view and the city's soldiers from continuing their upward climb.

"Beat the drums, beat the drums!" Yang Yichen was so angry by the opponent's toughness that he kept ordering his soldiers to beat the drum and urge the battle. Last night, it was learned from the captives that the number of bandits trapped in the city with Gao Shida was less than 30,000. That's why he decided to surround and annihilate all of these thieves. Unexpectedly, Gao Shida took a dying bite and caused unexpected losses to the soldiers under his command.

"Marshal, please attack the Boling Army in advance!" Hou Qiao, who was lucky enough to pick up a life, limped to Yang Yichen and suggested in a low voice.

"Let's attack again!" Yang Yichen shook his head and responded with a straight face. "The battles in the past few days are mainly fought by the Boling army, and we can't fight the main attack for the first time, so we will be underestimated!"

"Is the marshal afraid that General Li will make a mistake!" Hou Qiao knew that Yang Yichen was not a competitive person, and guessed his true thoughts very understandingly.

"I know you're still asking?" Yang Yichen raised his eyebrows and glared back at what Hou Qiao wanted to say next in his stomach.

It is also Yang Yichen's own idea to have the soldiers under his command take the lead in the attack, and from the performance of the Boling army in recent days, the old general can see that Li Xu is emotionally unstable, so he doesn't want the young people to be hurt by other injuries because of a momentary negligence.

In Yang Yichen's view, cruelty or killing, or compassion, are all means for the general. Only by relying on these means that ordinary people cannot understand, will they establish their own prestige, and then make the enemy chaotic without fighting. The sudden change from benevolence to brutality is outside the means. This means that the generals have been messed up, and it is easy for the opponent to find an opportunity. (NGZ buys out the work, please do not steal the post.) Your subscription is what drives my creation)

The old general understood Li Xu's reaction. If he were in the same position as Li Xu, he would think that he would also be in chaos. From the perspective of a bystander, Zhang Xutuo is tantamount to Li Xu's preaching teacher and solving doubts. No matter who suddenly hears the bad news of the death of his mentor and friend, his heart will also set off earth-shattering waves.

But Yang Yichen couldn't comfort Li Xu, and he didn't want to give Li Xu more guidance as an elder. Everyone needs to go through some difficult hurdles on the road to growth, and others can't help him. Only when they themselves figure it out and raise their heads from the chaos and sinking can they move to a higher level.

The agitated drumbeat of "Boom-Boom-Boom" reawakened the courage of the officers and men of the government, and through a new round of bows and arrows, they once again seized the initiative on the battlefield. After the siege vehicle was briefly maintained, Yang Yichen's subordinate Zhou Yu led more than 1,000 warriors to relaunch a strong attack on Wupu.

This time, he learned from his colleagues and carefully controlled the tempo of the attack, using the sound of a horn to tell the men to stop every time they climbed a few steps, and then ordered the archers to "clear" the sides of the siege ladder again. After tossing and turning more than a dozen times, until he was sure that there was no ambush behind the battlements, he suddenly gave the order and ordered the soldiers who had climbed to most of them to rush up.

More than 100 soldiers jumped onto the city wall one after another, and quickly formed a small formation to protect the siege ladder behind them. This is the regular tactic of the government soldiers, as long as the passage behind them is held for half a pillar of incense, the brothers who kill the head of the city one after another will occupy the entire section of the city wall. When the number of brothers who had slaughtered the city was enough to organize an assault array on the city walls, the battle for the day came to an end.

The joy of the soldiers lasted only three breaths, and soon they were surprised to hear the sound of the wind overhead. The bandits, who retreated to the road and the enemy towers, drew their bows and fired rows of feathered arrows at the attackers. There was no cover to be found on the flat city head, and the first round of volleys shot most of the soldiers who climbed to the top of the city. Immediately after, the rogues on the road and in the enemy tower lined up in two small groups, one team erected a large door panel outside, and the other team was covered by the door panel and rushed to the siege ladder inside.

The rhythm of the attack was disrupted again, and the soldiers who jumped onto the city were soon encircled. With a numerical disadvantage and insufficient preparation, they were forced to retreat. With the support of the follow-up robe, he was barely able to occupy the palm-sized place in front of the siege ladder.

And the place with the size of the palm soon changed the city to the soul hook in the hands of black and white impermanence. New soldiers are constantly jumping up, and the souls of those who are the first to kick the city are constantly being snatched away. Xuanwei General Zhou Yu saw that his eyes were on fire, and he personally led several guards to participate in the attack. With his extraordinary skill, he expanded his foothold to six brothers. But that's all individual bravery can do, and the battle in front of the remaining siege ladders is over in a blink of an eye. The soldiers who rushed to the head of the city were either killed on the spot or pushed off the city wall, and none of them were spared.

The bandits, who had taken the initiative to regain the battlefield, came out one after another, and they used cauldrons to hold boiling water and poured them down on the head of the position of the siege ladder. The soldiers who were blocked on the siege ladder were either scalded to death by boiling water, or fell down. The corpses were next to each other, unrecognizable and miserable.

"Someone, someone!" Zhou Yu ordered loudly. Summoned his subordinates to gather around him along the only passage connecting the city and the city. When the soldiers saw that their generals were like mad tigers, they also sacrificed their lives to kill. The bandits flanked them from both sides, stabbing and slashing with spears and swords.

This section of the wall immediately became the center of everyone's attention, and the warriors under the city continued to fill the void in an attempt to save the last remaining gains. The bandits in the city swore to close the only gap, and refused to allow the officers and troops to expand the victory.

A minion soldier shouted and rushed forward, but Zhou Yu directly deflected the center of gravity with a knife face, and then kicked out of the inner side of the city wall. The minions screamed and fell, and the dull sound of flesh hitting the ground made everyone's faces pale. But those pale bandits refused to turn around and flee for their lives, their cries becoming more and more desperate, but their eyes were full of determination. The two minions were stabbed and fell down one after another, and Zhou Yu's face was also splashed with the blood of his own guards. One of his own soldiers blocked a knife in his chest, then hugged his opponent and rolled down the inner side of the wall.

"Someone!" Zhou Yu shouted, and swept off half of his opponent's head with a knife. Then he strode forward and kicked one of the minions in the lower abdomen with his iron-clad boots. The minion's body immediately bowed into shrimp, and blood flowed down his nostrils, mouth, and ears at the same time.

At this moment, a certain corpse that had fallen on the city wall suddenly moved, and opened his hands to save Zhou Yu's other leg. "Die!" The fierce Zhou Yu swept down with his sword, cutting off the enemy's arm up to elbow. He straightened up quickly, swinging his blade sideways, trying to force back those who took advantage of his approach. But to his astonishment, several minions held a wooden stake a foot thick and crashed directly into him.

"Bang!" Xuanwei General Zhou Yu hurriedly erected his weapon and blocked in front of him. Then he saw his hundred-for-steel knife bent into a fishhook, and then saw the city wall under his feet getting farther and farther away from him, and the sun above his head became brighter and brighter, so warm that people couldn't help but close their eyes.

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