At this time, Zhang Xianzhong was hoarse, shouting command.

He was a little scared.

Over the years, he has fought countless battles with Ming Ting, and he has never seen this kind of fighting, which makes him difficult to parry.

Suddenly, he had a feeling of hairstand and subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"Radiant ......"

Behind him, the sound of a sharp arrow piercing the wooden pillar was heard for a long time.

Zhang Xianzhong turned his head suddenly, looked at the sharp arrow whose tail feathers were still vibrating, and took a few steps back.

He could see that this sharp arrow was aimed at his head, and if he hadn't subconsciously shrunk his neck just now, he would have died on the spot.

"Pour the golden juice!"

Zhang Xianzhong shouted and retreated, not daring to rise again.

In the distance, Azig was very sorry, "Humph! Count his fate! Go on the attack, and before sunset, take the city!"

Woowoo......

The horn sounded.

The elite of the captives was dispatched.

They rushed quickly, and the arrows of the Great Western Army could not penetrate their iron-clad cotton clothes, and soon rushed to the city.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The artillery of the Great Western Army began to roar, bombarding the attacking captives.

Naturally, the warriors of the Great Qing Dynasty would not be frightened by this little difficulty, because anyone could see that the defenders could not hold on.

In the face of the onslaught of the captives, Zhang Xianzhong finally couldn't sit still, he was no longer worried about the danger, and began to appear everywhere with reserves, blocking the enemy while improving morale.

With the arrival of Zhang Xianzhong, the army was invigorated and successfully blocked this onslaught, and countless corpses were abandoned under the city.

Azig's face was ugly, and his eyes were burning with anger.

It's too cowardly, he has tens of thousands of people, and he can't attack a small county town, how dare he call himself a warrior of the Qing Dynasty?

"Attack! If we can't take it, we won't withdraw our army, or we will die, and we will die under the city!"

Azig was completely furious, if he couldn't take this earthen city and kill all the Han people in the city, what face would he have to return to Shengjing?

He dispatched more elite soldiers and more Huzun artillery from the rear, and did whatever it took to take Xixiang.

The warriors of the Qing Dynasty, with the assistance of the Han cannon fodder, continued to attack, intersecting with white blades, and in the desperate bloody battle, finally a Mongolian warrior ascended to the top of the city, and Xixiang was in danger.

Azig confronts the stubborn Saigo, and he vows to take it down. After that, the main forces of the Mongol soldiers and captives continued their onslaught.

With the passage of time, Jianyu gradually gained the upper hand in the siege, the original rammed earth wall under the bow and arrow salvo and tiger squat cannon bombardment, there were potholes one after another, the Mongol soldiers wearing light armor no longer need siege ladders, as long as they stepped on the corpses under the city and the potholes in the earthen wall, they could climb the city wall.

The fierce battle intensified.

The southern city was guarded by Liu Wenxiu, the general of the Great Western Army, after a few days of bloody fighting, he was already covered with blood, unkempt, and saw that he was about to be broken through by the enemy, he once again brandished a long knife, led the personal guards to rush up, and cut down the captives.

Win a moment of safety, but the battle continues, and it grows fiercer.

The fierce battle lasted a whole day. At dusk, the main force of the captives retreated.

In the midst of misery and wolf smoke, Liu Wenxiu suddenly found that there were only five or six soldiers left around him.

Liu Wenxiu couldn't help but think, "It's terrible, the combat power of *** is too strong, how has the Ming Court resisted ***'s attack in Liaodong over the years?"

If the Mongols and captives continue to storm tomorrow, he may really die here!"

"Second brother, why haven't you come yet?"

Liu Wenxiu was very anxious.

Between the broken walls, the wounded soldiers of the Great Western Army let out a wail of almost despair.

The generals heard it, but they couldn't stop it.

A sense of pessimism began to spread.

Zhang Xianzhong was in armor, patrolling everywhere, full of exhaustion, but his eyes were still firm.

Seeing the soldier looking at him, he knew that the morale of the Onishi Army had been greatly affected

Great impact, he also knew that the Great Western Army had never been attacked so fiercely, not only the soldiers, but even he was very pessimistic.

But he could not show his timidity, and said in a firm voice: "We have walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, and we have not carried any hardships through them, and this time, we will definitely be victorious. As long as the second army's army arrives, it will definitely be able to annihilate these ***!"

Hearing this, the pessimism in the eyes of the soldiers dissipated a little, and Emperor Onishi said so, there must be hope!

After all, the emperor was in the city with them!

Zhang Xianzhong encouraged: "Our Great Western Army has been holding out for ten days, we are tired, the Mongol soldiers and captives are even more tired, these days under the city wall, at least 40,000 people.

At this time, whoever is lax will fail, once the morale of the main force has the upper hand, not only can not hold Xixiang, but we will all have to die here!

So, we have no other choice but two words, fight to the death!

Flames gradually burned in everyone's eyes.

Liu Wenxiu said loudly: "Not bad! Now, we have to fight to the death!"

……

"Woo woo......

Early in the morning of the second day, the horn sounded, and the onslaught of the main Mongol and captive forces began again.

"Bang Bang Bang"

After a round of covering fire, Han Chinese slaves and Mongol soldiers began to climb and siege the city with long knives with round shields.

After attacking for ten days in a row, Azig's patience seems to have been exhausted, and today he sent more tiger squat cannons to assist the Qing warriors to enter the city.

In the face of the elite of the Jianju who were heavily armored and impenetrable to arrows, the defenders of the city could only use gravel and spears to attack, but the captives were extremely flexible, they stepped on the siege ladder, brandished scimitars, and dodged the attack, only the gravel could cause them damage, but the soldiers of the Great Western Army who threw the gravel were very easy to be shot by the enemy's bows and arrows, and the city was in danger for a while.

Soon, there was another gap!

"Come with me! Kill the ***!"

Liu Wenxiu was in danger, roared, and with the people around him, he waved his knife and rushed towards the gap.

The sound of shouting and killing, screaming, the sound of bows and arrows breaking through the air, and the sound of swords cutting into flesh and blood resounded in Liu Wenxiu's ears, Liu Wenxiu gritted his teeth, and while slashing with a long knife, he commanded the surrounding brothers, came and went to support, and desperately resisted the attack of the main force of the Mongolian soldiers and captives.

In the fierce battle, Liu Wenxiu suddenly felt a shock in his shoulder, but it was a feather arrow nailed to his shoulder from the gap between the armor, and a huge pain came instantly, but he didn't care about it, and pulled out the sharp arrow suddenly.

Then he continued to slash.

But the injured shoulder affected his combat strength, he swung out a knife, and a Mongolian soldier who climbed to the top of the city should have been cut down by him, but because of the lack of strength, his knife was easily caught by the Mongolian soldier, and then the Mongolian soldier waved the knife backhand.

He struggled to make a block.

"Ding!"

Because of his weak strength and weak wrists, the long knife in his hand was directly knocked out.