Outside the city of Yang.

Wanyan Azhe, who fled back to the Yangcheng camp overnight, became more and more angry about the day's failure.

In just one battle, he lost more than 20,000 warriors, and you must know that such a loss has not happened to the Azhe tribe for many years.

The only good news is that in today's battle, although the losses of the directly subordinate army of the Azhe tribe were as high as more than 5,000, compared to some small tribes, it was already calculated.

You must know that the average small tribe is only thousands of warriors, and in today's one-day battle, several tribes were directly disabled, and the patriarch sacrificed four.

Now in the big camp outside Yangcheng, there are still about 30,000 barbarian horsemen, but Wanyan Azhe's direct army is more than 15,000, accounting for half.

The strength of other affiliated tribes has been directly reduced from more than 70,000 at the beginning to more than 10,000, and dozens of confident tribal patriarchs have now maintained a strength of 2,000, and the worst have lost their lives.

Where you lose, you have to find a way to make up for it.

Being able to sit on the middle tribal patriarch, Wanyan Azhe is not a person who will be easily hit, and when he returned to the camp, he thought about it for a night, and decided to attack Yangcheng first, as long as he took Yangcheng, then his losses this time would be recovered.

After getting the materials of Yangcheng, the warriors of the barbarians are not recruited casually, and the last thing the barbarians lack is people.

He also discovered that the combat effectiveness of a single soldier in today's Terran army was not strong, and it was only with a strange formation that the advantages of the barbarian cavalry could not be brought into play.

Moreover, the Terran army moves relatively slowly, and the number of cavalry is small, as long as you break through Yangcheng by yourself and want to leave with the supplies inside, no one can stop you.

Wanyan Azhe, who had figured it out, swept away his previous depression and let out a hearty laugh.

Early the next morning, Wanyan Azhe, who hadn't slept all night, took a deep breath, and his tone was as cold as frost: "Beat the drums and gather the generals, prepare to attack the city!"

Although the tribal patriarch below had the intention to oppose it, considering the number of soldiers in his hands, he could not compare with the Azhe tribe, so he endured it.

"Beat the drums, siege the city!"

"Yes. ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Ten thousand horses rushed together, and arrows rained down at the head of the city. 20,000 barbarians bent their bows to cover and suppress, and the Terrans in Yangcheng Toucheng fought back for a while, and they were so pressed by the arrows that fell in the rainstorm that they couldn't raise their heads.

After a few rounds of arrow rain, when everything was calm, when all the frightened and inexplicable rebel soldiers finally had the courage to emerge from under the arrow stacks. Suddenly I heard a shocking shout of killing under the city from far and near, and the dense army of barbarians like ants roared and rushed towards the city wall.

The barbarian armies began to attack the city again.

Many of the soldiers of the Yangcheng garrison in the city were terrified, and many of them were just ordinary people in Yangcheng, and they did not have sufficient training. Without good quality, they don't even have enough weapons in their hands, and many people's weapons are just arm-thick sticks that they cut off from trees.

It's not that Liu Yun is reluctant to let the elite soldiers defend the city, but there are really no soldiers to send in his hands, more than ten days of fierce competition, the 30,000 elite soldiers in Liu Yun's hands have been almost lost, and even those who are still alive have been scarred, if it weren't for these spontaneous people, Yangcheng would have fallen long ago.

"Soldiers! I know everyone is scared, I am also afraid, but everyone looks back at our folks, we have no way out, once the barbarians break through Yangcheng, slaughtering the city is inevitable, rather than die at that time, it is better to fight now, kill one is enough, kill a pair to earn one. Seeing that his soldiers were cowardly, Liu Yun shouted on the city tower with a long sword

"Yes, we have no way out, what are we afraid of, we can't run away now, it's better to fight with the barbarians!" a soldier who defended the city shouted.

"Yes, fight with the barbarians!" the countless people in the city raised their swords and guns in unison.

In the roar, the barbarian soldiers besieging the city had already carried the ladder to the city wall, the ladder was erected at the head of the city, and the barbarians began to climb with long knives in their mouths.

Although the barbarians are barbarians on horseback, they have been fighting with the Terrans for so many years, and they have also learned the siege methods, plus their own physical fitness is generally stronger than the Terrans.

Although the soldiers defending the city are not elite soldiers, they have already reported their mortal intentions when they came up to defend the city, and although they were shocked by the barbarians at the beginning, they are now coming back to their senses, and they are also brave and extraordinary.

The long rod with an iron hook buckled the ladder at the head of the city, and several soldiers defending the city rushed forward, and a ladder full of people fell out from the city wall more than ten zhang high, and the barbarians on the ladder fell to the ground with a scream, and they couldn't live. Before the defenders of the city could catch their breath, another ladder unyieldingly set up the city......

"The western city wall is dangerous, quickly, make up five thousand people to resist!" Liu Yun's command did not panic at all.

Sou!

In the distance, a stray arrow galloped forward, almost grazing Liu Yun's face, whistling and flying past, and nailed to the city tower behind him.

"Your Excellency, it's dangerous!" a close general stepped forward to push her aside, swinging his knife and knocking down a cold arrow fired by a barbarian archer at the enemy commander.

"My lord, the city is too dangerous, leave it to the last general here, you go down to appease the people......" The general just now said loudly.

"The old man is the lord of a city and the commander of an army, how can he leave easily!"

"My lord, the whole city hopes to entrust you alone, how can the commander of the army take the risk lightly?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the enemy is about to climb the city, and smash them down with huge logs and stones!"

"Set up a few more iron pots and bring the oil to a boil!"

"Adult ......"

"Go, I won't go down to the city unless I'm dead!"

"Yes!!" Seeing that he couldn't persuade Liu Yun to go down to the city, the general had no choice but to respond and began to carry out Liu Yun's order.

The attack and defense became more and more fierce, countless lives fell and disappeared in the light of the sword, the corpses at the head of the city and under the city walls were piled up, the blood stained the moat red, and the barbarians had climbed to the top of the city several times and almost broke the city, but they were always defeated by the defenders who risked their lives at the most critical moment.

However, at this moment, a loud noise came from the city walls.

It turned out that it was the barbarians who used a giant tree to knock open the gate of Yangcheng, although the city gate had been re-strengthened as early as the beginning of the war, and many boulders were filled behind the door, but it still couldn't withstand the barbarians' long-term impact, and the city gate was knocked open, and there was a gap in the boulder behind.

In the overwhelming shouts of killing, the barbarian carried the ladder and raised the steel knife in his hand, rushing towards the gap like a tide.

The impregnable Yang Cheng was torn open by brute force, and the advantage of defending the city had gradually disappeared, and the brute cavalry and the soldiers defending the city inevitably clashed directly.

The answer is obvious, how could the exhausted and untrained defenders of Yangcheng be the opponent of the elite barbarian cavalry, after several encounters, they were all one-sided, and the defenders of Yangcheng were almost slaughtered when they encountered the barbarians.

The number of defenders became smaller and smaller, and the resistance became weaker and weaker, and even at the breach, the barbarian soldiers broke through the breach, and they were forced back by the rebel soldiers with their heads and teeth. Bags of sandbags were thrown into the gap from the top of the city by the people of the city, and the people with solemn faces or anxious faces carried sandbags and desperately filled the gap, trying to plug the gap in the wall, as if only by plugging could they get life.

A child of about seven or eight years old was also desperately dragging a sandbag several times heavier than him, he was only wearing thin coarse cloth clothes, his bare feet, his clothes were ragged like a flower child, his arms and legs were as thin as a reed pole in winter, and his weak body obviously couldn't drag the sandbag, but he was still like an ant moving a mountain, trying his best to drag the sandbag into the gap.

Syllable!

The child fell to the ground hard, and a bloody mark was thrown on his forehead, and the child did not cry out in pain, but dragged the sandbag without giving up, and the sandbag still did not move.

The child finally burst into tears: "Mother, mother...•••The barbarian is coming to kill me, I'm so afraid, where are you?"

The adults carrying sandbags to fill in the gaps hurried past him, giving the child a sympathetic glance, and it was clear that the child was in fact an orphan long ago, and his parents may have died long ago under the brute's sword.

The sky is very gloomy, the north wind is howling and blowing through the head of Yangcheng, the handsome flag of the word "willow" at the head of the city is hunting, the city gate is knocked down, but the handsome flag is still standing.

The gap in the city gate collapsed only two zhang square, the defenders and the barbarians blocked the gap at the same time, one side desperately attacked, one side desperately defended, accompanied by countless screams, the corpses in the middle of the gap also accumulated more and more, and the thick blood on the ground was trampled by countless people, and it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe.

Liu Yun stood under the handsome flag at the head of the city in a daze, his soul seemed to be out of his body, looking at the soldiers who were killing each other desperately under the city, his heart was like ashes at this moment.

......

Wangjiabao, Ye Jun's camp, Ye Jun is resting at this time, after all, yesterday's battle is still very physically demanding, and many wounded also need Ye Qing to treat.

There are also a lot of trivial matters waiting for Ye Qing to deal with after the war.

Today's rest is just the right time to prepare for the next battle.

Now that there are only more than 30,000 barbarians left, the number is about the same as Ye Jun, Ye Qing believes that as long as he is given some time to prepare, he will not be afraid of facing the barbarian army in Yan Azhe's hands.

Just want to completely wipe out more than 30,000 brute horses, and ensure that his own casualties are not large, which requires Ye Qing to plan carefully.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, and God really doesn't give Ye Qing time to think.

Ye Qing, who had been busy in the wounded barracks for a day, had just walked out and received bad news, Yangcheng had been lost, and now he was slaughtering people all over the city and looting supplies.

"How's the situation? Let's talk about it in detail" Looking at the scout in front of him, Ye Qing was full of chagrin, he didn't expect that the barbarian who had just experienced the defeat would attack Yang City like crazy.