The bonfire was about to go out, and there was a little bit of dark red hidden in the thick white ash. No one was interested in adding firewood to it, because the eastern sky was already a little white.

In the rear of the camp of the Southern Han Army, countless cauldrons have been erected early. The slave laborers threw chunks of chopping wood into the hearth, and the flames were blazing at the bottom of the pot.

The water slowly boiled, and the firemen poured bags of rice into the pot, urging the slaves next to them to stir quickly.

The army is fighting, and the firehead soldiers are the busiest. The bread that had been baked all night last night was stacked as high as a hill, and the large wooden basins were piled up with stews for the officers, and the large pieces exuded an enticing aroma of meat. Fortunately, there were enough slaves, so that more than 100 fireheads made breakfast for 30,000 soldiers.

Outside the Huotou camp, there were already many soldiers waiting for breakfast to lead their troops. These men belonged to different centurions, and they often had to run two or three times to get enough of their brothers' rations.

Outside the camp were sticks with several heads, which had been eaten by slaves who had tried to steal food the previous night. The bloody skulls frightened the working slaves, and no one dared to glance at the food, despite their hunger.

In the camp not far away, the Centurion and the Centurion had already begun to urge their men to get up.

The busiest were the heralds, who kept riding through the camp on horseback, passing one military order after another.

The war reveals its own unique beauty, making this early morning no longer quiet. Chaos is mixed with order, but there is no lack of strong comradeship in cruelty.

It was getting brighter, and the soldiers gathered together to eat and drink. Although breakfast consisted of simple salty flour cakes and rice soup, it was very generous, and the soldiers knew that the war was about to begin, and they had to provide themselves with sufficient physical strength.

The Centurion and Centurion ate with their brothers, and from time to time gave a little of their special meat to the group, which was also the cheapest way to win people's hearts.

The slave camp was the most bleak among the soldiers, and after a busy night of building countless ladders, they could not enjoy breakfast, waiting for some leftovers to be shared.

Preparations for war began, and the soldiers began to assemble under their respective flags, and the Captain of the Ten counted the number of people and reported to the Xiangshang ranks.

The assembled troops rested in place, and the soldiers wiped their weapons and helped each other to tighten their armor.

The elite is worthy of being the elite, and the soldiers have no fear, only a trace of excitement. In some special veterans, you can't even see the excitement, all that is left is composure. Such a veteran is the most terrible, because war and killing have become everything in his life.

The ladders have been sent down one by one according to the number, and the crashing car has been aimed at the south gate of Ningwu City.

When the sun officially revealed, when the golden light covered the earth, Ningshou Hou Jiang Beihe jumped to the front of the formation and galloped left and right. Behind him was the third son who had just arrived from the rear.

At this time, the soldiers all stood up. From afar, a small phalanx of soldiers spread across the land. Jiang Beihe galloped wildly, shouting as he ran.

"Are you afraid? My warrior ......"

"Not afraid ......"

"Are you afraid? My child ......"

"Never ......"

"Do You Desire Riches......

"Do you want women......"

"Do you want to drink the blood of your enemies..."

"Think...... Think...... Want to ......"

Jiang Beihe kept running and shouting. The frenzied replies of the soldiers and the jungle of swords raised poured like waves from east to west, and from west to east.

"Then follow me and kill into Ningwu City, I promise you, we will not seal the sword for three days......."

The soldiers no longer knew what they were shouting, the frenzy of the 10,000 people could no longer be stopped, and everyone who fell into this frenzy had nothing in their eyes, only primitive impulses stirring in their blood.

When the drums of the offensive beat, the charge is the choice of all.

The army formation was only more than two hundred steps away from the city wall, and if you charged with all your strength, you could rush to it in an instant. However, the junior officers are very able to control the situation, they will not let the charge mess up their formation, how to ensure the fastest speed in the case of a complete formation, it depends on the experience of the officers.

"Slow down in front, follow in behind, don't run, protect the ladder......"

"Raise your shield, raise your shield, be careful with your bow and arrow......"

Ning Wu City's counterattack soon began, and countless arrows smashed into the enemy like a torrential rain. It's a pity that Jiang Beihe's soldiers are all veterans, and they raised their shields above their heads early to cover the vital points of their bodies.

After a round of arrow rain, although there were many injuries, none of them were critical, and only some of the unlucky ghosts were not fated and explained early.

One by one, the ladders were quickly being built up the walls, and the real casualties were only now beginning to be felt.

Countless rolling logs and stones were thrown from the city, and the thin shields were powerless against such a huge blunt weapon, and many soldiers were smashed to pieces, spitting blood.

The forks and poles on the city walls were mighty, and the ladders raised in one fell swoop were pushed to the ground, and when the enemy under the city turned back to hold the ladder, the archers took advantage of the weakness to enter and crucify countless enemy troops under the city.

However, the chaos did not last long, and the archers of the Southern Han army had already pressed up. The dense volley turned the city into a thatched forest. Many of the defenders were shot off the walls, and the defenders' counterattack immediately weakened.

The Southern Han army would not let go of any opportunity, and took advantage of this opportunity to quickly erect the cloud ladder and start to ascend the city.

"Hold the ladder tightly and don't let the lever push the ......"

"You two, quickly turn to the back of the ladder, fall on it, and hold the ladder down..."

"The rest of the people, the shield is over, lining up to get to the city..."

The ant-like soldiers climbed one ladder after another. Despite the fact that people kept falling from the ladder and the stones kept falling from their heads, the soldiers of the Southern Han Dynasty did not hesitate.

No matter how tight the defense was, there was a moment of laxity, when a Southern Han soldier approached the city, the shield in his left hand slipped away and slashed at his long knife, and the long sword in his right hand easily pierced the throat of the defender. This is a veteran, and the veterans are very calm. When he stabbed the defenders to death and jumped onto the wall, he did not charge directly, but pressed his back against the battlement wall.

The veteran smashed the shield in his hand at the defenders opposite, and while the enemy was in confusion, he used the iron arm of his left hand to hold a scimitar, and with a slight swing of the long sword in his right hand, he cut off an arm holding a hammer. Just as the defender on the left raised his sword and wanted to slash again, the long sword in his right hand had already gone from the bottom to the top, and it was aimed at his lower yin.

In just one shot, the defenders were killed and wounded. And at this moment, another Southern Han army jumped onto the city wall.

The two veterans leaned on their shoulders and backs, stubbornly guarding the breakthrough of the ladder. Immediately after, the Southern Han army, which kept popping up on the ladder, quickly formed a small defensive formation on the city wall.

The Southern Han army relied on each other and relied on each other, the shields in their hands resisted the stray arrows flying from the towers, and the swords in their hands slashed at the defenders who dared to break into battle.

Every defender who has the courage to charge into the enemy line will be attacked by two or three weapons at the same time. However, the defenders, who were also in formation, could not prevent new enemies from continuing to emerge on the ladder.

On these narrow walls, the balance between friend and foe is getting out of balance.

When the two armies on the city wall continued to stalemate, suddenly a mighty figure jumped from the tower. The fiery red cloak is like flying wings, and the silver heavy armor reflects the light of the sun, and the bricks of the city are shattered where they land.

It was none other than the top military commander of Ningwu City, the royal general of Beining, who was the brother of the fierce generals who were very familiar to the people of the two border countries.

The fierce general brother is holding a two-handed big sword, which is actually radiant, and the horizontal and vertical slashes can always cut the enemy into two pieces with armor, like a tiger entering a flock, and the small enemy formation collapses in an instant.

Brother Meng's force is really not something that ordinary soldiers can resist, and the carefully crafted iron armor on the Southern Han Army is like paper paste, and there is no defense against him at all.

When the general had cleared this small breach, he turned back to the defenders and said, "Throw lime and burn them"

The defenders of the city quickly moved into action, and the soldiers who covered their mouths and noses with wet cloths carried baskets of lime and poured them down the city, and the white smoke enveloped the enemy troops below the city.

The Southern Han army obviously did not expect the defenders to have this trick, and a large number of soldiers covered their burned eyes and were nailed to death by feathered arrows shot from the city wall, and their violent coughs spread as quickly as an infectious disease. Soon, the Southern Han army, which could not support it, chose to retreat. The Southern Han army's attack in the morning was ultimately fruitless.

Time flies quickly on the battlefield, and breakfast seems to be a matter of time in the minds of the people, but now it's time for lunch. After a morning of attack, the Southern Han army worked in vain, and it is strange that the impermanent Brahma guards did not participate in this attack, and they were not stationed with the army, and the Brahma guards seized a small hill in the west of the city and established their own independent camp.

The agreement reached between Impermanence and Jiang Beihe is a very equal cooperation agreement, Ning Shouhou has no command over the Brahma Guard, he can only apply for assistance from Impermanence, and this morning Impermanence is not in a good mood, he doesn't want to let his baby bumps fall into this meaningless melee.

"Since ancient times, siege warfare has been either a surprise attack or a positional war like this. And Jiang Beihe chose positional warfare, that is, he chose the bloodiest meat grinding battle, you can rest assured, the first three days were tentative attacks, and the old man would not go down to his old roots...... "Impermanence is not wrong, the whole morning of tragic battles, Jiang Beihe actually only invested 4,000 soldiers, and the meaning of temptation is very obvious.

The holographic image in front of Impermanence flashed in the air, and the area around Ningwu City within a radius of five hundred miles was all clear at a glance, and Impermanence tapped his finger on it, enlarging any suspicious image and carefully screening it.

"The old man's luck is really good, it will take at least ten days for the nearest reinforcement army to get here, and now Ningwu City is already a lonely city...... There are only 20,000 people in a small town, and ten days is enough......" Impermanence said confidently.

However, Yan Xiaoran was not so sure, this priest was now proficient in operating the holographic screen in the air, and he had fallen in love with this pure God perspective, so he would take the original map and the real satellite pictures to compare it when he had nothing to do, and often play in the middle of the night.

"Lord Divine Envoy, I can't be so optimistic now, Yun Meng of Ningwu City is a well-known fierce general brother in the Beining royal family. Although we wiped out his 5,000 cavalry in the poplar forest, the 20,000 infantry under his command were all veterans of a hundred battles...... Jiang Beihe wants to take this city, it is estimated that it will not be so easy to ......," Yan Xiaoran said with a frown.

Impermanence also nodded, "When the fierce general brother you mentioned just now was fighting, I obviously felt the fluctuation of the two-handed heavy sword in his hand, it seems that this guy is a natural martial artist." According to Master Thief, he can sense the source energy, this guy doesn't have a seven-stage realm, and he has to have a six-stage ......."

"Genius, in such a closed planet, he can actually raise the realm so high by his own exploration, and he is really a fierce general......"