The fire burned until dawn and was extinguished.

Qiu Ziduan looked at the once prosperous Liquan City, but now it has become a miserable failure, with corpses everywhere and wailing constantly.

Some have been burned beyond recognition, but there is still a trace of breath; Some of the houses were burned down, leaving only a small child who had been rescued by the whole family, sitting in the snow and crying at a loss.

There was also an old woman, whose children and grandchildren had died overnight, and she was the only one left, with wrinkled hands touching tears on her old face.

Qiu Ziduan deployed rescue work to his subordinates who were just as tired as himself, and at the same time asked for help from other areas. He knew that the army of the Demon Realm would soon attack.

He gathered all the remaining subordinates, and came to the refugee gathering place again, he glanced around, and then said sadly, "It is our duty to protect this city and protect you. ”

"But it is our fault that your family is ruined and displaced, and we have to ask you for our guilt."

"But now, the source of this great calamity for you, the Demon Realm, is about to attack again. Our Ye family army is a good man, we will never back down, and we will defend you and our homeland to the death! ”

They saw that their faces were all tired and dusty, and some of them were wounded. But they all had firm countenances, and they were not afraid of the coming war.

Some hot-blooded men immediately stood up and shouted, "I'll go too!" Count me in! Soon, the crowd rose up and joined them.

Qiu Ziduan's heart was full of emotion, and he felt his blood boiling.

"Good!" He shouted, "If you are willing to defend Liquan City with us and others, come here!" We will destroy all those who hurt my family, those I love, and those who harm my home and my family! ”

After he finished shouting, he left with the army without looking back. The army was followed not only by young men, but also by young girls, old and weak women and children.

The mound gave each of them a weapon, and collected wine, flints, large stones, and other materials, and the women and children were responsible for sprinkling wine on the city wall and lighting fires. Some teenagers were responsible for pushing the stones down the tower, while the young men and the Ye family army blocked the city gate, ready to fight.

"Report! The enemy is still 20 miles away from us! ”

"Report! The enemy is still 10 miles away from us! ”

"Report! The enemy is still 5 miles away from us! ”

Military reports came again and again, and the fighting spirit of resisting the enemy in people's hearts became more and more burning. Everyone clutched their weapons tightly and stood at their posts, their eyes firm.

Qiu Ziduan knew very well that in fact, this was a war with no chance of winning. The sum of his own side is less than a thousand people, and the army of the Demon Realm is at least ten or even a hundred times that of his own.

However, they will hold on and hold out until reinforcements come.

The army of the Demon Realm advanced all the way, and from the city tower, on the white snow, a black army moved neatly, heading towards the disastrous Liquan City.

When the forces of the Demon Realm arrived at the castle, the fire attack on the castle tower had already begun. Large chunks of fiery stones flew down the tower, shattering the army of the Demon Realm to pieces.

Then the archers, when they did not have time to organize a defense, immediately shot arrows. Great stones, baskets of bricks, and large strips of wood, fell from the towers. These were taken from the ruins. They seem to be complaining about their resentment against the demon army and fighting back.

But these actions, in the eyes of the large number of people and the black suppression of the Demon Realm army, do not seem to be worth mentioning.

They quickly regrouped their ranks and stormed the city.

They smashed open the gates, only to find a crowd of people glaring at them in anger. Their faces were tired and dusty, but their eyes were like wolves.

"Kill—" Qiu Ziduan shouted, holding his broadsword and rushing towards the Demon Realm army. The rest followed, rushing towards the Demon Army with swords, spears, hoes, and even shovels.

This is destined to be an extremely sad war, how can an army of less than a thousand men organize an attack of an army of 100,000?

They protect the city, their homes, and the loved ones behind them with their flesh and blood.

The sky is pitiful, and there is actually a sassy snow. It fell on the bright and warm red blood, and quickly melted and merged with it.

This fight lasted for a long time, so long that Qiu Ziduan's consciousness was numb, his body seemed to be moving autonomously, he seemed to be able to hear his every heartbeat, feel his every breath, and even feel every snowflake slipping.

He didn't feel the pain anymore, he had only one wish, to keep this city, to keep the people in this city. One by one, the people around him fell, and he could barely hold on, but once again he stood up with his long knife and slashed at the enemy.

After a long time, reinforcements finally arrived.