After the second gate, most of the Ba soldiers had gathered here, and Luo and Ou were in charge of commanding them. The door facing the www.biquge.info of the pen is regularly making a loud crashing sound.

The Nine Creek Clan's battering hammer was a simple treatment of a whole tree, a large tree with a diameter of nearly one meter, its tip sharpened, carried by eight minotaurs and slammed into the second gate one by one, each blow causing the gate to let out a groan of pain.

In this era, there is no metal smelting ability, and even with Zheng Jun, a traverser, it is impossible to point out the technology of metal in a short period of time without the corresponding tools. So the second gate, like the first, is wooden.

The strength of this kind of gate is already enough under the productivity conditions of this era, but it can't stand the other party's bullaur such a hanging. If a giant tree with a diameter of one meter is to be made into a crash truck by humans, it must be made very large, which is simply impossible to achieve in terms of current productivity. And for the Minotaur, it only takes a few people to carry it.

Each impact caused the wooden door to shake violently, and it didn't take long for a noticeable crack to appear in the door, apparently not holding out for long.

Lowe stood between the crowd behind the door, neither at the front nor at the end. He kept encouraging the crowd around him and raising their morale.

There was finally an inward depression in the center of the door, but it hadn't completely broken yet, but it was a blink of an eye.

"Behind us is home! We will hold on to the last man!"

As soon as Luo finished shouting these words, the door in front of them broke open in the middle, and the breach was so large that it even lost the effect of the entire door.

The second and final gate opened.

The battle did not break out immediately, and the soldiers of the Jiuxi tribe observed it for a while and confirmed that there was no defense behind the gate before they began to continue the attack. They did not rush forward as before, but maintained their shield formation and slowly stepped forward.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and thunder was slowly coming in the distance, and the ground was muddy. But none of this could stop the fight from happening.

Both sides shield each other to protect themselves, squeeze each other, and from time to time stab their spears in the gaps, either stabbing each other, being stabbed by the other, or both. The close-range fight almost turned into a one-on-one exchange, but for a while, the Ba tribe still suppressed the Jiuxi soldiers near the doorway.

In addition to the previous wounded and the necessary personnel guarding the city wall, there are only more than 1,000 Ba soldiers who can concentrate less than 2,000 people, while the Jiuxi tribe still has at least 4,000 combat strength, and there are more than 100 minotaurs to support.

Although it can still be suppressed in a short period of time, as time passes, the opponent's advantage will eventually become greater and greater. But at this time, there is no other way to think of it, but to hold on desperately and defend to the last person.

Both sides maintained their shield formations, and although from time to time someone would still be shot down by the Ba shooters on the wall, the damage on both sides was not great. This is related to the fact that the contact between the two sides is small, and there are always only a few people fighting. Although the battle was fierce, the attrition was not too fast.

If the current situation continues, although the Ba people will eventually be exhausted, they will definitely be able to hold out for a longer time. Seeing that the situation could not be opened in a short period of time, Luo and Li Ju discussed it and decided to organize a Minotaur assault.

Although the interests of the two sides are not completely identical, now that victory is in sight, they can still unite and cooperate.

The soldiers of the Jiuxi tribe who came into contact at the front gradually retreated, disengaged from contact, and finally exited the doorway. But before the Ba people had time to catch their breath, a dozen minotaurs armed with huge wooden sticks rushed out of the doorway.

As soon as the minotaur was thrown, the battlefield immediately expanded, and the minotaur holding the weapon was simply outstanding, and with the impact of the wooden stick, he could sweep down at least seven or eight people at once.

Almost instantly, the Ba soldiers outside the door were crushed, clearing a large open space.

At this time, there was nothing to command, Luo Judun held his spear and shouted loudly.

"Go up, go up, don't let them in!"

In fact, there is no need for Luo to exciprocate, at this time, the Ba soldiers have already killed bloody, and everyone knows that this is already the last line of defense, and they have no way to retreat.

The Ba soldiers immediately stepped forward at the risk of being knocked away, and the soldiers of the Jiuxi tribe also followed behind the Minotaur, and the two sides immediately stood together again, but at this time, there were more and more Jiuxi soldiers who rushed into the door, and with the support of the Minotaur, they squeezed the Ba soldiers and kept retreating.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more serious, Luo could only seek more reinforcements.

"Go to Zheng Jun and call all the wounded back before!

He pulled one of the soldiers beside him, and after giving such an order, he rushed forward, and now it was the last moment!

Zheng Jun could also feel this in the rear, the wounded kept coming, more and more, and the sound of fighting was already resounding in the earthen wall. Everyone in the "hospital" was busy, the wounded were also in turmoil, and the less seriously injured had spontaneously begun to organize their equipment and prepare to return to the battlefield to fight.

When the soldiers sent by Luo asked the wounded to go to the battlefield, Zheng Jun knew that it was the last moment, and he was not willing to wait for the judgment of fate in the rear anymore, at least at the last moment, he had to do his best.

"Blackfish, you take the others and continue to deal with the wounded! All the wounded who can stand up, follow me!"

Zheng Jun's hospital now has nearly 800 lightly and seriously wounded, of which nearly 500 have recovered to barely fight, and Luo took them directly to fill in the gate.

It was about two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the rain was pouring down, the ground was muddy, and the sky was dark as if it were seven or eight o'clock in the evening. There are more and more enemies attacking the wall, and the Ba soldiers on the wall, with their geographical advantages, can barely block the other party from going up the wall, but the ground is retreating from the top of the ground, at this time more than 30 minotaurs have been attacked, and through the hole in the wall, you can see that there are dozens of people in the urn city who are preparing to enter, and the other Jiuxi soldiers are already as high as a thousand.

Zheng Jun, who put down the scalpel, is not without combat effectiveness, and the archery skills that he practiced hard for a year before crossing over are the time to play a role. His bow was originally 80 pounds of bow power, but due to lack of maintenance, it has now rained again, and it has fallen a lot, and it is only about 60 pounds.

He shot arrows in a row, the target was directly at those tall minotaurs, the light was not very good, these minotaurs were in a fierce battle, Zheng Jun did not dare to hold it up, just aimed at the chest and shot directly. A bow of more than sixty pounds can already bring greater damage to the minotaur.

He shot more than a dozen arrows in a row, knocking down five or six minotaurs who were at the top of the attack, and the offensive of the Jiuxi tribe was immediately slowed down, and with the support of the newly invested Ba soldiers, he finally pushed the battle line in the direction of the wall.

Zheng Jun was in the middle of the formation, and when he saw the minotaur who stepped forward, he shot an arrow, but before he could shoot down a few arrows, he heard a crisp snap. Then he felt a light on his hand, a pain in the left side of his face, and blood immediately flowed all over his face.