The intention of the barbarians in the garden is obvious, obviously they are heading towards the north gate of the city, and the actions that Zhang Ziwen led Song Zhiwen to ask the guards are also clear at a glance, and letting go of even one person to the north gate of the city will be a great variable, Zhang Ziwen must not allow the gate of the city to not go out of the city even a little bit of difference.

It's just that the manpower around him is far from enough to block the small amusement park covering an area of more than ten acres, Zhang Ziwen clenched the short sword hilt on his waist that is just used for decoration on weekdays, and took a deep breath, and gradually brought himself from an excited state of mind to peace, he is the commander of this battle, and he can't affect decision-making because of emotional waves.

"Brother Wei, can you still move?"

sprinkled gold sore medicine on the wound to stop the bleeding and ripped off a piece of cloth from his body to tie it, and there would be no problem for a while, "It's okay." ”

"Then please take a trip to the north gate, the general is on the city gate. The short sword at his waist was unsheathed, and Zhang Ziwen ordered the people under his command, "March! March! Strangle these barbarians here!"

Seeing that the rest of Song Zhiwen's guards just kicked on the wall and borrowed their strength to go up, Zhang Ziwen, who had not been able to go up the courtyard wall twice, returned from the garden gate with a disgraced face, complaining in his mouth. "It's not who built this courtyard wall so high..."

Wei Changpan didn't look back and rushed to the north gate of the city, although he had the desire to help Zhang Ziwen, but it was obvious that it was their top priority to ensure that the city did not fall.

There was no shouting and killing in the small amusement park, only the sound of swords.

....

"Kaesong! Hurry up and open the city!" In the gate hole of the north gate of Yuancheng, the barbarian warriors of the Taiqige Department resisted the advance of the Jinju state army of the hundred-man team on the one hand, and on the other hand, they wanted to pull out the bolts of the two heavy city gates of Heyuancheng that were stuck on both walls of the city gate hole, which was not something that could be achieved by manpower, so they gave up this plan and directly drew their knives to chop the thick wood.

The Jinju state army guarding the city gate had the advantage in numbers, and there was plenty of support, and the barbarian warriors in the Taiqige Department were all elite, although they were tired but unabated. But the latter was one less dead, and the only dozen or so men retreated into the cave of the city gate, wielding their swords and swinging away the spears in front of them, and behind them were their companions who were struggling to chop the thick log.

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"Up, on! Can't let the barbarians see the bolt of the door!" The centurion of the Jinju state army in command waved his sword and shouted behind the sergeant holding a spear and spear, and the sword and shield men lined up in front, and the spear covered the rear The formation was steadily swinging in front of the city gate.

However, the martial artist is a martial artist after all, and he has no experience in dealing with the old soldiers of the battle array, but he has the skills that he does not have, and after swinging two spears sideways, he approached the sword and shield hand, and then elbowed the shield hand in front of him, and the shield array had a gap, and the sword and shield hand who staggered and retreated was also killed by him, and the barbarian warrior who made a contribution showed a smug look on his face.

After a few moments, the substitute sword and shield man filled the vacancy of the man he had killed, and the barbarian warrior's face became extremely ugly. The war between the grassland and the Central Plains since thousands of years ago still failed to make him understand that the infantry formation of the Central Plains did not just pile up the infantry in one place to increase the thickness and thinness, and the reasonable configuration and maneuvering were the key to making them a whole.

It doesn't matter if the person in front dies, the person behind will take his place, and the cycle repeats until the entire step formation is no longer maintained, and until the moment before the heavy casualties fall apart, the step formation is still a whole.

The premise is that everyone is willing to fight to the death and not retreat.

The Taiqi Gebu Warrior who stepped forward was stabbed in the chest with several spears after slaying two more sword and shield men, and the captured armor of the Yao Army had saved his life several times, but this time it was a disaster. The array of spears on the shoulders of those in front of them was stacked in layers, and the sword and shield warriors in front of them moved forward step by step, gradually reducing the room left by the samurai of the Taiqi Gebu.

These martial artists tried to break through the Yao people's infantry formation for the last time, but these exhausted people could only show their bravery before death in the face of the wisdom of many generations of generals and soldiers in the Central Plains, and they did not hesitate to exchange their lives for their lives, and they also stepped forward to cut a few knives in the face of the wisdom of many generations of generals and soldiers in the Central Plains.

When the martial artists of the Taiqige Department really put life and death aside and stepped forward to slash and kill, on the other hand, the infantry formation was a little shaken, and many of the people who were added after the death of the sword and shield men were unwilling to give up their relatively safe pikemen identity to engage with the barbarian warriors. However, the men in the infantry array had an absolute numerical advantage, and the courage of the dying warriors of the Taiqi Gebu was about to be exhausted.

Bang.

"It's broken, it's broken!" shouted in ecstasy as Takeo Taiqigebe, who had cracked his mouth, stuck to the city gate, "Push! Push!"

Seeing that the formation was in chaos, the centurion drew his sword and killed a pikeman who wanted to retreat, "Go up! Kill these barbarians, replace them with new deadbolts, and this gate will be guarded!"

However, no one was listening to him, and the centurion overlooked one thing, most of the people in the infantry formation under his command were strong men who had only been recruited in the spring of this year, although they were already selected to be in charge of the garrison of the city gates, but those who had never been in the battle formation saw blood, and they inevitably had to retreat in fear, and they would have to run on their own if they had a slight decline.

And the gate of the round city made a loud creaking sound, and the rain of arrows and falling rocks and rolling wood and canisters of fire oil thrown from the city could not stop the slave warriors of the Taiqige tribe who flocked to the vicinity of the city gate, and hundreds of descendants pushed the predecessors to exert force, even if there was no machine in the city to drive, and the gap in the gate of the round city was still visibly expanding with the naked eye.

"This is the Lord's plan... Would anyone have expected such a scheme?"

"Once the slave warriors broke through the city gate, as soon as the subsequent cavalry entered the city, the Yao people in the city were not lambs to be slaughtered. ”

"It's up to these lowly slaves to open this path for us..."

"Even the lord doesn't care much about the lives of these slave warriors, so why should we people care anymore..."

The nobles and the generals whispered quietly. Even if he guessed, he could guess what these people were saying, but he didn't care what they thought of him. The great merit is at your fingertips, and the men and horses of the Taiqige Department will eat away all the remaining land in Jinju after they take control and join Wonseong....

Jinju, one of the sixteen states of Dayao, will become the land of the Taiqige tribe, the herdsmen will not have to graze in the bitter cold grasslands, and the nobles will be able to occupy the luxurious and comfortable mansions in the city....

He and Rad will lay a new ground for the Taiqige Division.

"The cavalry behind the palace should pay attention to the men and horses of those tribes, if there are any people who want to enter the bones of the sons of the Taiqi Gebu and get a piece of the Yuancheng, the Taiqige will not mind fighting them after conquering the Yuancheng. "Once the city gate is opened, don't stop when you enter the city, and then kill the remnants of the Yao people in the city, it will be easy for you." ”

The long-awaited horses and riders on the horses were moving their muscles and preparing for the next cavalry charge, and the gate of the round city would be wide open before their eyes, and the next thing they had to do was to vent the fire that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time in the rich and rich state city of the round city.

....

Run! Run, you cowardly Yao dogs!" The three remaining Taiqige warriors, who survived the last attack of the castle infantry formation, laughed loudly at the Yao army fleeing in the opposite direction to the city gate, "Do you want to lead a horse for you, run faster?"

The last fruitless attack demoralized the hundreds, and a dozen or so Taiqige warriors replaced half of them, and the gap in the city gate was wide enough to allow people to put their arms in, and the shouts of the hideous-looking slave warriors outside the city gate terrified the rest of the people, and they threw down their swords, shields, and spears and fled backwards despite the threat of the centurion's military treatment.

But if there are even ten archers, it will not be.... This was the centurion's last thought, and the next moment he was beheaded by a Taiqi Gebu warrior.

"We are the pride of the Taiqige Division, and the reward given to us by the Lord will be incomparable when he returns!" kicked the centurion's dead head, and the samurai of the Taiqige Division sat down on the ground with all his strength, and said with a smile with his companions, "When I go back..."

Halfway through speaking, his face changed drastically, and he was slashed in the chest when he tried to pick up the blade next to him, and the other person had a little time to react, but he only raised his hand and was cut off by a knife on his forearm and half of his body.

The last man wanted to use the blade in his hand to confront him, only to find that the knife had become a scrap metal when he cut the wooden pole, and the young man in front of him who still had a cloth belt tied to one arm was obviously not lightly injured, and he was not reconciled, if the three of them were on guard, where would people sneak attack.

He had no chance of regretting it.

The body of the last Taikagabu warrior collapsed.

The slave warriors outside the city saw that Youyao dared to kill the warrior who had made meritorious contributions to the Taiqige tribe in front of them, and the anger of the humiliation surged up, and the gap in the city gate was enough for the thin Taiqige slave warrior to squeeze in, but Wei Changpan stepped forward and stuck his knife in the chest of a slave warrior who was about to do so, and then stirred it out in a half circle.

Perhaps he should have thought that there were two ways for the barbarians outside the city to enter the city, but the broken Dayao sergeants he had encountered when he came made him understand that even if he had told the news earlier, the people guarding the gate might not be like this.

He drew his sword from the slave warrior's chest, and the man fell weakly, and the gap in the gate opened a little more, and the slave warriors of the Taiqige tribe were finally able to enter the city one by one, and the Yao people who dared to stand in front of them were torn to pieces.

In front of them was Wei Changpan's knife.

If these people want to enter the city, they must first ask for his sword.