The Yan Rong army was like the tide of the sea and the sea constantly rushing into the hard city tower, and the high cloud ladder carried the city tower was smashed by the boulder pushed down, wailing all over the field, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

They were outnumbered, and when they were gone, others climbed up one after another.

Meng Yining stood on top of the high city tower and brandished his long sword, red light flashed, and his head was broken. She frantically killed red eyes, slashing wave after wave until her wrist was no longer sensational, she waved her arms numbly, and the soldiers beside her kept throwing arrows and stones.

The scales on Le Yi's long whip lifted a piece of soldier's skin, and the long red snake whip rolled around the ladder, and his waist pulled hard, and the entire ladder swayed and swayed in the breeze.

A huge bronze tiger head arrived from the barracks, and the tiger opened its mouth in anger like a lifelike beast and pounced towards the city gate.

More than 200 soldiers carried this tiger head loaded with siege weapons and desperately slammed into the city gate.

The iron and wood gates were smashed into dust, and the soldiers of Great Xia gritted their teeth and pressed their hands against the gate with huge wooden bolts.

The Yan Rong under the city gathered more and more, and they frantically spread on the bodies of the Great Xia soldiers, biting off the ears of the soldiers.

"Defend the tower! You can't let any of them go! Meng Shu yelled, "Here I am!" Retreat with General Lian Tan! ”

At the end of the earth, a black line appeared, and a muffled thunderous sound sounded slowly beneath his feet. Meng Yining had a large area of blood on his body, and the soldiers who shot arrows were constantly being killed by the Yan Rong army that pounced on him.

The old soldier beside the girl had scarlet eyes, constantly waving his arms vigorously, his helmet no longer knew where it had fallen, his armor was full of traces of fighting, his old face was tenacious and not afraid of death, and he was constantly emboldened by scolding words in his mouth.

The people of the city fled in panic, the cries of women and the cries of children kept crying, and they fled backwards, trying to get out of this precarious city.

Gai Xiaoyong guarded the town here, reinforcing the city wall day and night, even after a hundred years, the city gate wall still stands in the mountains, becoming the iron gate of Great Xia. So now it is impossible for Yan Rong to easily capture it.

Waves of thin soldiers came up, they were popular Daxia people, with fine skin and tender meat, and they looked like new recruits. Jing Chi urgently recruited troops in the rear this month, and all men who had reached the age of 15 were urgently enlisted, and every 1,000 men were stationed in various military camps.

Meng Yining was stunned for a moment, if his younger brother was still alive, he should be so old.

They have fine skin and tender flesh, the light of their eyes is clear like a gurgling stream, and their arms are slender, I don't know if they are the sons of merchants or the sons of which gentleman, they pretend that they are not afraid, they are not afraid, but the twitching corners of their mouths and shaking arms can be seen that they are extremely scared.

The Yanrong people flew up in black armor like devils, and the little soldiers kept retreating in panic, they stabbed with their eyes closed, but they didn't see the Yanrong people's bodies with a sword.

Meng Yining flew up and kicked him hard, kicking the man off the tower. She coldly threw down a sentence, "Take your sword, if you don't want to die, open your eyes and kill!" "She looked stern like a teacher in the classroom.

Whirring and blowing, the sun shining into everyone's heart.

Meng Yining was holding on to a city, and the common people raised their heads blankly to look at the tall girl on the city tower, like a pine and cypress, standing between heaven and earth.

Jing Chi stood on the platform, passing through the layers of houses, looking at the girl in red like a clump of flowers. She looked back, her gaze traversing, and then she looked back, and he didn't know if she had seen him.

This is the strongest fortress in Great Xia, and there are people who guard the land.

Le Yi's face was cut through by the arrows that flew but he couldn't dodge, and his strong arms peeked out from his torn sleeves. The soldiers of Great Xia came up in waves, and they died at the feet of Meng Yining, those who were still lively a moment ago, and died on top of the city tower. Blood flowed down the bricks, mud and grass.

Meng roared in heart-rending rage, pulled out the scimitar from the corpse, held the sword in one hand and the knife in the other, and spun around the tower, weakening the surging army like a hurricane.

The young soldiers of Great Xia kept slashing, and the blades of their swords were curled. The soldiers with clear eyebrows, stalks their necks, red faces, and tears on their faces were stubborn.

Meng Yining and Le Yi fought side by side, stabilizing the morale of the army above the city tower, and the corpses were all over the field.

The head of the tiger slammed, and there was a thump of the knock.

Le Yi yelled: "Protect me!"

The red snake fell out of his hand, Meng Yining's knife changed to a long whip, and with a sudden wave, the golden light overflowed.

She landed beside Le Yi, protecting the man beside her. Le Yi's eyes were quick, and he broke the bow and arrow he was holding tightly from the corpse's hand, and the three arrows were linked, and with a sudden blow, the three arrows were fired in unison, and they sank into the chest of the soldier who pushed the head of the bronze tiger.

The man's sideburns fluttered, and he stared fiercely at the striking soldier, and his hair was bound to hit. Meng Yining protected the man tightly, and no one could take a step forward.

The shouts from below the tower came and went, and they died before they could see where the arrows were coming from. Le Yi narrowed his eyes, the edges and corners were clear, and he was sure to hit when he got out. A day of fierce fighting, from the day to the evening, the sky is covered with dark clouds, like a long snake, the sky is overcast, and the blood-like sunset is wrapped in gloom, hidden in the dark clouds and mountains.

A thick fog mixed with the smell of blood wafted, and with a sound of a horn, Yan Rong's army stopped attacking for a day. They fell like a tidal wave and retreated into the mountains and forests not far away, where the corpses of the battlefield were piled up and their feet were devastated at their feet.

Meng Yining waited until his left shoulder was already exposed from his clothes, and the horizontal and vertical scars on it stinged. She furrowed her brows, glanced at it lightly, and silently bandaged it with her torn clothes.

Le Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, half-squatted on the ground, and stroked the face of the dead soldier. They are still so young, they should have been in the prime of life, singing and dancing, but they will rest here forever.

There was a cry in the city, Meng Yining supported his body, and after arranging the deployment, he groped down little by little. Her whole body was almost falling apart, her stomach was tumbling and nauseous, and her face was not very good.

"Knocked back?" One woman asked.

Meng Yining shook his head, "It's only the first day, and it's only going to be more miserable." ”

The woman beckoned a few more eldest sisters with red and swollen eyes, and wanted to go up to take a look, but was stopped by Meng Yining, "Let the men clean up the battlefield." ”

The woman was stunned and pulled away a wry smile, "It's all a doll's house, we are all mothers, which one is not our child?" Settle down, hit the road and throw a good tire, and stop fighting. ”