Wang Ziyan used both hands and feet, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one to defend the wall here, and quickly climbed to the top of the wall, only to see several soldiers in the army covered in injuries, still screaming and fighting. The chaotic Donghu soldiers besieged them. Wang Ziyan climbed into the wall, immediately pulled out his sword, and went up with a shield in his left hand, and the soldiers of the guard behind him also rushed up with a shout.

"Ding-ding-bang!" Wang Ziyan blocked the knife and gun with a shield, and the whole person pressed on an enemy soldier, roared, and stabbed the man in the chest with a knife, and the enemy soldier turned pale with fright. The knife had pierced into the flesh, and the faces of the two men were almost pressed together, and the chatter of the enemy soldier's teeth could be heard clearly. Wang Ziyan glared at the fierce eyes, and stabbed his hand forward violently.

"Ahh The brothers around him also rushed forward with knives and guns regardless of their lives. Although everyone did not have horses, they were still cavalry tactics, relying on the speed of running and the weight of their bodies, they directly rushed over with weapons and recklessly, and they were unstoppable.

A soldier next to him was stabbed in the iron hat and stabbed in the side of the waist, but he persevered and pushed an enemy soldier to the ground with his body, and continued to slash with a knife like a stomp of meat, and the enemy soldier was cut to a blur of flesh and blood, and he was still screaming.

The enemy soldiers were scuffling and retreating to both sides, but there were still no reinforcements from the defenders. Wang Ziyan led dozens of elite soldiers to be extremely fierce, and the range of melee on the city wall became larger and larger.

So on the other two ladders, there were also soldiers who turned in. The gap in the wall defense, as if a flood had broken through a hole, was quickly torn open, and more and more soldiers climbed onto the top of the city.

Wang Ziyan shouted: "The prince personally ordered, brothers in the upper city, everyone has a reward!" Kill! ”

The Donghu rebels broke up on both sides, and the soldiers rushed straight up the stone steps in the city. Some have already entered a nearby city tower, and there are also stairs in the city tower, which can be rushed directly down to the city.

The countless iron helmets of the soldiers surged, and the crowd swept up the stone steps like a torrent of steel.

"Whoosh ......" Suddenly there was a burst of fire from under the city, and some soldiers fell to the ground screaming, but more soldiers rushed down the stairs one after another, and cut down people when they saw them. Rows of Donghu crossbowmen were devoured in an instant, and flesh and blood flew in the screams of pain and fear.

Seeing that a large number of enemy soldiers had not yet arrived at the city gate, Wang Ziyan immediately brandished his sword and led everyone to rush to the city gate.

After the gate was opened, the sound of horses' hooves outside was like thunder. Wang Ziyan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and saw a patch of iron horsemen, braving arrows and clusters of arrows, rushing towards the city gate.

Wang Ziyan threw his head back and laughed maniacally.

Under the command of the prince who can fight well, it is comfortable, and King Cheng knows when and where the soldiers should be mobilized. As soon as the gates are opened, reinforcements will appear outside in time!

It was as if the river had burst its banks, and the turbid river water mixed with all kinds of debris tumbled and poured into the city. On the streets of Mubang City, crazy crowds and war horses are running.

The rout of the Donghu army was also running, and from time to time someone was squeezed or tripped over, or wounded by an arrow, and soon he would be drowned in the crowd by the mad soldiers, and there would be no dead body. A young Donghu man with a steel crossbow in his hand, his head up, panting heavily, and running desperately with the crowd.

After a while, he realized that there was no weapon in his hand, and by this time the generals and soldiers had long been unable to recognize each other, and they scattered in all directions, running wildly out of the city, intending to escape.

"Ahhh......h He fell to the ground, screaming like a dog with its tail stepped on, and fluttering to get up, because he knew what it would mean to stop and be chased by the "madman". The language barrier is not even a surrender.

As soon as he stood up, he noticed that there was also a large group of enemy soldiers rushing in front of him, so it was no wonder that the people in front suddenly stopped. With a "bang", a person hit the ground and gave birth, he stumbled, fell to the ground again, and hurriedly crawled to the ground trying to find a place to hide. There was a house on the side of the street, and many soldiers had broken open the door and were pouring inside. Hou Sheng was scared and anxious, and wanted to hide inside, but he was immediately crushed by another person who fell, and he struggled a few times and couldn't get up.

"Ding Ding Ding Bang ......" Cheng soldiers took knives and guns and slammed directly into the crowd, slashing and stabbing with knives, and the terrible appearance of not killing was as if they were going to bite the Donghu soldiers to death with their teeth.

Hou Sheng trembled all over, and even had no strength to struggle, huddled under a corpse in the corner of the wall, he stared at several enemy soldiers with blood-stained faces stabbing at a Donghu soldier on the ground, and the Donghu soldier had long since stopped moving, and was still slashed at least a dozen times.

A soldier of the army had been slashed in the shoulder armor of a resistant, and the knife had cut a bloody cut on his cheek, leaving blood all over his face and neck, but he was still twisting the hair of a Tokhoo soldier and slashing and sawing at the man's neck like a stomp on a rib.

Blood flowed on the ground, and blood mist flew in the air, which was even more terrifying than a chaotic slaughterhouse. Nearby houses had been set on fire, and many of the soldiers who had taken refuge in the houses had escaped from the smoke and been cut beyond recognition.

Fires were burning in many parts of the city, screams and screams were everywhere, and corpses were everywhere, as if there was a sudden aftermath of an earthquake.

Cheng Jun rushed to the dock inside the water gate, and even the boat was full of Cheng soldiers.

Many warships on the docks and in the harbor were on fire, and some were robbed by the Cheng army and sailed into the river. The naval divisions of the Donghu army on the river seemed to have no one to command, and some of them ran straight to the east, and countless warships were abandoned in the harbor and along the river.

This rich town on the riverside plains seemed to suddenly become a dead city the next morning. The fighting had ceased, and the people should be far from dead, but at this time, the remaining Mubang people were quietly hiding in their homes or corners under the iron hooves of the army, and no one came out into the streets.

Occasionally, there was the sound of a bow or string, like the sound of hunting in the wilderness. The mist was mixed with the smell of burnt and disgusting fish, and there was a strong sense of murder in the lifelessness.

A bloody Red Army flag with the word "Cheng" written on it appeared from under the tower, and then a queue of foot riders marched neatly from the blood stains and corpses, and the sound of neat infantry footsteps and the dense sound of iron hooves resounded.

Yang Qi, who was on the war horse, looked sideways slightly, and it was a complete joke not to let the soldiers and brothers be killed or injured, unless they stopped peacefully. A long shout came from afar: "The king has struck down the crime, eradicated the tyranny, and the people of Mubang are blessed......"