Guo Xin's infantry knife battalion soldiers, either holding heavy knives in both hands, or right knives and left shields, are all special scenes to deal with melee combat under horses.

The fact that such an army was pulled up to the city meant that the battle was tight, and the attacking side could enter the city at any time.

Song Yun rushed to the city with Guo Xin, and he could immediately see the tension of the battle.

A rain of arrows continued to rise in the air, some shooting downward, some shooting towards the city, like black clouds staggering back and forth.

"Take the arrow, stretch the bow, set, release the string!"

In the sound of the call sign, the archers of the North Court stood in an array, unfolding a salvo in a uniform manner, with a coherent and orderly rhythm.

However, they fell to the upper hand in the counter-shooting, and even though there were various covers, from time to time people were still injured by arrows fired from outside the city.

Song Yun took a few steps towards the female wall, poked his head out and glanced outside, and understood the reason for the unfavorable battle situation-

There were too many enemies, densely packed, and they surrounded the city like ant colonies, estimated at least 100,000 people!

Generally, ten times the siege of the city is more than enough, and now the Beiting army in the city is less than 5,000, and the besieging side has a numerical advantage of more than twenty times.

Moreover, the opponent's siege equipment is very complete, there are already temporary arrow towers erected, there are also a lot of high-throwing ballistas, and even catapults can be seen assembling.

Song Yun waved his knife away from an arrow that was shot in front of him, retreated, and said to Guo Xin: "Where is your main force, is it too late to come back to help?" ”

Guo Xin shook his head helplessly: "They secretly dispatched in several ways to attack the people of the Northern Plains, but I didn't expect the news to leak." ”

"I read the battle report just now, and it turned out to be the coalition forces of Yueguo, Shengguo and Jingguo who attacked Anxi!"

"The three northwestern countries have never dealt with each other, but we didn't expect that this time they would abandon their previous suspicions and choose to join forces, which we didn't expect."

"There are many of them, and there are many masters, and they have surrounded Anxi, and they haven't sent out a single letter asking for help."

"Now we can only wait for other troops to discover the abnormality and take the initiative to support."

Guo Xin's expression was solemn, this will be an extremely difficult battle to defend the city!

The soldiers of the infantry knife battalion under his command also became nervous.

Song Yun said with relief: "The wolf smoke has risen, hold on for a few days, and naturally wait for help." I'll help during this time, don't worry. ”

Guo Xin hurriedly thanked him: "Then please ask Deputy Lieutenant Song." ”

With the help of a master at the peak of the congenital peak, the pressure on the foot knife battalion can be much less.

At the moment of the fierce war, in order to protect his subordinates, Guo Xin didn't care about Song Yun's "secret mission".

Song Yun glanced at Li Mu, who was sweating profusely, and said with a smile: "Don't panic, with me, you can't die." ”

Li Mu hurriedly said: "I'm not afraid! I'm waiting for a fight! ”

Song Yun was noncommittal, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the arrow that fell from the sky.

The arrow almost hit Li Mu's face, and the young pawn was so startled that he almost jumped up.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at Song Yun with some embarrassment, "Thank you, Lord Lieutenant." ”

"Be careful."

Song Yun walked to the outside of the city wall and looked around, observing the progress of the battle.

At this time, the archers at the head of the city were shot and retreated.

The crossbowmen who handle the large bed crossbows are also under extreme pressure.

It turned out that there was a congenital master of the javelin under the city, riding a fast horse, rushing to the front from time to time, and throwing up the javelin with a bang.

This javelin is hard and sharp, and the momentum is so strong that it can't even be blocked by a shield, and it directly pierces the bed crossbow.

Every time he succeeded, the innate master laughed proudly, and returned to the team, and the nearby enemy troops also let out arrogant shouts.

This behavior had a great impact on the morale of the Beiting Army, and the crossbowmen who operated the bed crossbow also had difficulty concentrating.

Seeing this, Song Yun was angry, and said directly: "I'll kill this guy!" ”

An officer next to him shook his head and said, "It's too hard to kill, this guy is wearing heavy armor, and the horse is also running fast, without fear of losing arrows." ”

"There is no need to miss an arrow." Song Yun lowered his head and glanced around, and quickly found the weapon he needed-

A line of stones in the corner.

The stone was like a large watermelon, so heavy that it was usually picked up by two soldiers and thrown under the city wall to smash the enemy who was climbing the city.

Song Yun walked over and held up a piece of stone with one hand.

Seeing the surprised eyes of the soldiers around him, he also felt that throwing stones with one hand was too exaggerated, so he switched to using both hands.

Pretending to blush, he shouted loudly, and threw the stone out with all his might.

The heavy stone soared into the air like a meteor, slicing through an arc and falling downwards with precision.

Under the city, the master of the javelin had just destroyed a bed crossbow, and immediately turned his horse's head and rushed back into the formation, very alert.

Soon it was far away from the city walls of Anxi.

I thought I was safe, but I heard a burst of exclamations from the soldiers in front of me, and the howling of the strong wind sounded in my ears.

The master suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, it was dark in front of him, and a huge stone fell on his head.

His head bore the brunt of the blow, smashed straight into his chest, blood gushing wildly from the gap in his stomach.

The stone continued to fall, smashing the master and the horse into a pulp.

It's useless to wear heavy armor, the heavy stone and the terrifying power that falls from the sky, even the iron man will be smashed to pieces!

Winter.

The stone fell into the pile of flesh with a muffled sound, like a heavy drum, and smashed into the hearts of all the enemy soldiers.

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The enemy army under the city was still clamoring loudly just now, insulting the Beiting army, but when they saw this scene, everyone was instantly dumbfounded.

A general rushed to the front of the battle, and when he saw this mass of flesh and blood, he was shocked and angry, "What's the matter?" How come there are catapults in Anzai City? ”

A sharp-eyed officer stretched out his right hand, which was still trembling, and pointed to the head of the city and said, "No, it's not a catapult, someone threw it down!" ”

"Throwing stones with your hands?" The general was also dumbfounded.

There was a commotion in the military formation, and soon a Grandmaster General was found.

When the Grandmaster Warlord learned of this, he couldn't help but glare: "With my arm strength, it's not difficult to do, but it's too physically exhausting!" And there is no guarantee of a single hit. ”

"However, the real contact battle has not yet begun, no matter who makes the shot, if you exhaust your physical strength first, you will be looking for death!"

"Don't worry too much, that guy can't throw a few shots."

The officers nodded, which was also in line with their perception.

Although the master is strong, he must also cherish his physical strength, and he must use his strength in the battle of the same realm.

The officers quickly dispersed and continued to direct the battle.

Although he was not too panicked, his morale was lowered a lot by being made like this, and no martial arts master dared to show off his skills anymore.

At the head of the city, Song Yun noticed the extremely shocked gazes of the people around him, clapped his hands and smiled: "Innate divine power, nothing unusual." ”

"Innate divine power isn't so exaggerated, is it? A two-hundred-pound stone can be thrown five or six hundred zhang away, and it can still hit the target accurately, what kind of power does this have? What control? ”

But anyone who has practiced martial arts knows the difficulty of this hand, and it is difficult to hide the horror on his face.