The Fusang soldiers at both ends of the city wall rushed over like a tide and pounced on the team led by Xue Wanche himself.

And Xue Wanche and Scar still took more than a dozen people to block both ends of the city wall, and held this section of the city wall dozens of feet long. As long as they can hold out for a quarter of an hour, more than 30,000 reinforcements from the Xuanwu battalion and the ironclad battalion will arrive, and there is great hope for the capture of Pingcheng overnight.

At the end of the defense led by Xue Wanche, the cultivation of Xue Wanche, Hongshu and Liangtong was the highest. Especially Xue Wanche, his moves are wide open and close, extremely concise and practical, and often with one sword, several Fusang soldiers will be in different places.

And the Qingying Sword and Wheel Plate Axe of Hongshu and Liangtong are not vegetarians! The two of them are one left and one right, not half a step away from Xue Wanche's side, and once a Fusang soldier rushes closer, they will fall in front of the two of them in an instant.

The red crisp's martial arts skills are very good-looking, although he is also wearing heavy black armor, but he is extremely light and elegant when he dances the sword. In the dark night, the cyan sword light is like a flying green luan, and every attack will take away a life lightly. The Fusang soldiers who were killed by the red crisp basically didn't see any scars on the outside, but between the eyebrows, throat or heart, a little red oozed slightly, although the wounds were small, but the middle ones were all killed immediately!

And the way of playing is fierce and domineering. A pair of 300 pounds of wheel plate axes flew up and down, and when the axe fell, the Fusang soldiers were either split into two pieces, or they were cut into two by the waist, and the death was extremely tragic.

These three people were at the forefront, guarding the three-zhang wide city wall through wind and rain, even if there were a very small number of Fusang soldiers who could rush through the swords of the three people, but they were all buried in the hands of a dozen second-rate warriors who followed behind.

The only thing that could cause trouble for this group was the continuous rain of arrows like flying locusts. While killing the enemies in front of you, you can also dodge and block arrows. There were two second-rate martial artists, who were slightly distracted, and were suddenly shot by arrows and thighs. But these two were also extraordinarily brave, grabbing the tail of the arrow with one hand, cutting it off with the other, and then continuing to kill the enemy without changing their faces at all.

And the heavy task of clearing the Fusang archers naturally fell on Zhou Hao's head!

I saw Zhou Hao's face was grim, his eyes showed a little cold light, and he rushed at the Fusang archers thirty zhang away without any stagnation, constantly releasing arrows, every time he opened the bow, he shot three arrows at the same time, and every time he opened the bow, three Fusang archers fell down in response.

In just a moment, Zhou Hao shot two pots of arrows and killed sixty Fusang archers. But even so, there were more and more Fuso soldiers pouring over, and the pressure of everyone was getting bigger and bigger, and the rain of arrows swarming was getting more and more dense. In the blink of an eye, three more second-rate masters were hit by arrows, and one of them even injured his neck, and he suddenly died.

Seeing his comrades fall to the ground, Zhou Hao's eyes were cold, and the speed of opening the bow skyrocketed again, and he even unconsciously used his internal strength! With the support of an endless stream of internal strength, Zhou Hao's archery speed became faster and faster, and he even unconsciously used the beaded archery method!

The speed of opening the bow of the beaded arrow far exceeds that of other archery. The arrow shot from the back is almost the tail of the arrow in front of it! The interval between two shots is only a fraction of a centimeter. Only at such a speed can it be called a real continuous arrow!

At this time, Zhou Hao, unconsciously, had fallen silent to a state of hyperactive killing, and unconsciously combined the rainstorm arrow and the bead arrow together.

Only a true warrior can master the Rainstorm Arrows. Because of the arm strength and hand speed of ordinary people, it simply cannot meet the requirements of the rainstorm bead archery method. Only when a warrior infuses his inner strength into his arms can he shoot a real rainstorm arrow!

Zhou Hao can already do one bow and three arrows and three-star beads, combining the two together, that is the third-order rainstorm bead arrow, and the highest is the ninth-order rainstorm bead arrow.

Now Zhou Hao can shoot nine arrows in a row in an instant, and the arrows and arrows have accurately hit the target, and the lethality is also undiminished!

This is almost equal to the combat power of nine archers, and the Fusang archers twenty or thirty zhang away were suppressed in an instant, and the rain of arrows that swarmed suddenly became sparse.

Xue Wanche and the others suddenly felt less pressure, and they became more calm when dealing with the enemy in front of them. Xue Wanche slashed at the two Fusang people in front of him, turned his head and laughed: "Okay, good! Haozi, you actually have no teacher at this time, and comprehend the rainstorm arrows, we have one more chance of winning!"

Zhou Hao grinned, and was about to ask what was going on with this rainstorm of arrows, when more than a dozen zhang away, in the surging crowd of the Fusang Army, several black shadows suddenly jumped high!

Those few black shadows were still in mid-air, and they raised their hands and threw out a few cold rays of light at Xue Wanche!

The cold light came extremely fast, and it arrived in front of Xue Wanche in an instant. And Xue Wanche was turning his head to talk to Zhou Hao at this time, and he couldn't dodge at all!

"Brother Xue is small!"

The red crisp beside Xue Wanche reacted the fastest, flew up, and pushed Xue Wanche away.

"Puff puff!" A few soft sounds, several cold lights were impartial, and they flew in the middle to pounce on Xue Wanche's red crisp body.

These black shadows are all masters, and the lethality of the hidden weapons thrown is no less than that of a strong crossbow!

Those hidden weapons penetrated through Red Crisp's heavy armor and penetrated deep into Red Crisp's body. And the red crisp was seriously injured by the internal strength carried on the hidden weapon.

Red Crisp fell from mid-air, "Plop!" A mouthful of scarlet blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

"Red Crisp!" Xue Wanche yelled, picked up Red Crisp, and called eagerly: "Red Crisp, how are you?"

Seeing this, the people next to them hurriedly took a few steps and protected Hong Su and Xue Wanche behind them.

Hearing Xue Wanche's eager call, Hongshu raised his head from Xue Wanche's arms, and said with a slight smile: "I don't care, Brother Xue, are you okay?"

Xue Wanche's eyes turned red, and he shook his head and said, "I'm fine, why are you so stupid? I have rough skin and thick flesh, even if I get a little injured, I can hold on, but you're red!"

Hongshu's face was extremely pale, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not dried, but he suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Xue, how many years have you not hugged me?"

When Xue Wanche heard this, a few bean-sized tears suddenly rolled out of the tiger's eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "I'll help you pull out the hidden weapon first!"

After speaking, Xue Wanche turned his head to look at the hidden weapon inserted in Hong Su's body. There were four four strange hidden weapons four or five inches long, in the shape of a four-pointed star, with a dark body, and only the blade shining with a cold light, which were inserted into the shoulders, lower abdomen, thighs, and calves of the red crisp. Luckily, none of the four hidden weapons hurt the vital point.

Seeing this situation, Xue Wanche breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and gently grabbed the hidden weapon inserted in Hong Su's shoulder and said, "This secret weapon is the Shuriken of the Fusang Ninja, Red Su, you endure a little pain, I'll help you pull it out!"

But Xue Wanche didn't hear Hong Shu's answer, and when he turned his eyes, a thick layer of black gas appeared on Hong Shu's face, and Red Su had already fainted.

Xue Wanche was furious, and roared wildly: "I will join your Fusang ancestor!