The fierce fighting at the head of the city continued until evening, and as the sky grew dark, torches were lit inside and outside the city, and the stars were dotted with yellow light on the corpses on the ground.

100,000 Northwest Coalition troops attacked the city for half a day and paid a heavy price.

Nearly 20,000 soldiers fell on the way to the wall, and then 10,000 fell at the head of the city.

Seeing that the city wall of Anxi was completely stained red by a layer of blood, the hands of the northwest generals in charge of the command were trembling slightly.

They thought that climbing the city wall was the most difficult step, and the next step would be much easier.

The defenders of the city had lost the support of the city walls, and it was reasonable to say that it would be difficult to resist and would soon be defeated.

Who would have thought that the Beiting Army stood at the head of the city, formed the second Xiongguan with flesh and blood, and stubbornly blocked the waves of attacks of the Northwest Coalition Army.

The 5,000 Beiting Army killed more than 1,000 in battle, but killed 10,000 Northwest Coalition troops in close combat, creating a battle loss ratio of more than 1:5!

Looking at the corpses rolling down from the city, the Northwest generals were so frightened that they could only sigh:

"No loss, it is the strongest army in the world!"

The Beiting Army created an amazing record, and Song Yun played a great role in it.

Especially when the two Beiting Masters were entangled in the Northwest Grandmaster, Song Yun became the only strong man with the ability to turn the tide, fighting fires everywhere, killing countless Northwest generals, and saving one front after another that was on the verge of collapse.

However, many of the soldiers of the North Court were outnumbered, besieged to death, or died of exhaustion, but he could not save them.

Seeing that one-third of the defenders in the city had been damaged, Song Yun frowned, knowing that he couldn't go on like this.

"If you fight like this, there will be no more people left in the defenders in two days at most, and the city will not be able to be saved, and the reinforcements will not have time to arrive."

"Am I going to expose my strength in advance?"

"Damn, why hasn't the so-called big event happened? Do you really have to wait for the city to break through the heavenly demons before coming? ”

kicked a northwest innate martial artist ten zhang away, and kicked him directly down the city, Song Yun came out of the chaos again, found Guo Xin, who was covered in blood, and shouted at him:

"Retreat! Evacuate to the city, let's fight in the streets! ”

Guo Xin shook his head again and again after hearing this, "In the battle at the head of the city, most of the enemy troops have to wait under the city wall, and only a few can really go into battle." ”

"If we retreat to the city, the enemy will have a lot of space inside and outside the city walls, and we will be able to really give full play to our numerical superiority, and it will be even more difficult for us to fight at that time!"

Song Yun slashed away two enemies who were sneaking up from behind, and shouted: "You were originally going to delay time, just wait for reinforcements, and you really want to fight 5,000 to 100,000?" ”

"Retreat to the city and drag slowly, I have a way to make it impossible for the enemy to attack!"

"And we fought for a long time, there was no rotation at all, and the soldiers were tired, and they couldn't hold it anymore!"

Guo Xin was stunned, glanced left and right, and found that many soldiers of the infantry knife battalion were out of breath, and some of them couldn't even lift their knives.

In the past half a day, each of them has swung their knives hundreds of times with all their might, and they have to constantly move and move, and there is almost no time to rest, and the consumption is very terrifying.

The innate master is okay, but the first- and second-order martial artists don't have such abundant physical strength at all.

Guo Xin instantly calmed down and understood that Song Yun was right.

If you don't retreat into the city to rest and recuperate, the Beiting Army will be exhausted and its combat effectiveness will decline rapidly.

"I'll go ask General Xie." Guo Xin turned his head and rushed into the distance.

If you want to retreat, you naturally have to retreat in an orderly manner with all the people of the Beiting Army, so as not to give the Northwest Coalition Army a chance to pursue after the victory.

It didn't take long for gongs to start sounding all over the city.

With the crisp sound of the gong, a group of soldiers maintained their position and slowly moved backwards.

At the same time, the archers shoot arrows to suppress them, allowing the two sides to safely distance themselves from each other.

"Retreated, the Beiting Army finally retreated!"

When the soldiers of the Northwest Coalition Army saw this scene, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and even couldn't help cheering.

Up to now, the strong combat power of the Beiting Army has made them have a psychological shadow.

At least five Northwest soldiers must be killed in order to fight to the death of a Beiting army, and no one can stand this style of fighting.

Many people suddenly relaxed, their weapons fell to the ground, and people sat directly on the ground, and it was impossible to pursue.

"Get it all up!" Several northwestern generals climbed to the top of the city one after another, and when they saw this scene, they were angry, and shouted with their horsewhips:

"The battle is not over yet, what kind of trouble are you making here? Don't want to live anymore? ”

At this time, if the Beiting army killed the horse pistol, these soldiers at the head of the city would collapse instantly, and the northwest generals really pinched a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the Beiting army seemed to be unable to hold on, and retreated from the city wall in a puff of smoke, and entered the rows of houses in the city one after another, not intending to launch a counterattack.

The generals in the northwest glanced at each other, and their faces were much more relaxed.

After taking control of the city walls and controlling the four gates, the battle was won by more than half.

As for the Beiting Army hiding in the city, there are only 3,000 people in total, and they can only fight street battles, and there is no threat.

Seeing that the victory was in hand, they commanded in unison-

"The four city gates are guarded for me, and the Beiting Army must not be given a chance to break through!"

"The wounded were dragged down for treatment, and they rested for a while from the battle at the head of the city just now."

"Those who haven't been to the battlefield yet, gather at the gates of the four cities, and prepare to enter the city for street fighting!"

The Beiting Army didn't change its rest, and now they are tired enough, but the Northwest Coalition Army has many soldiers who haven't started yet.

They recuperated for most of the day, waiting for work, and now they are quickly dispatched, and they must start street battles as soon as possible, so as not to give the Beiting army too much time to rest......

In Anxi City, Guo Xin settled down the soldiers of the foot knife battalion, turned around and looked back at the city.

The red triangular beast flags representing the Tang Dynasty army fell one after another, and the flags representing the three northwestern kingdoms of Yue, Shengguo and Jingguo were raised one after another.

"Alas, I don't know if it's a wise choice to give up the city wall, I hope Song Qing didn't lie to me."

Just as he was about to communicate with the mysterious Deputy Lieutenant Song again, Guo Xin looked left and right, and was surprised to find that the person was gone!

"Where is Song Qing?"

Guo Xin was a little worried, this was a secret envoy sent by the Tang King, just looking at that token, he knew that his status was not low, but he couldn't die in Anxi.

I was about to look for someone, when suddenly a small sound sounded in my ears, like the buzzing of mosquitoes—

"I'm going to deal with the Northwest Coalition Army, Guo Ying is leading his subordinates to have a good rest, don't worry about this."

It was Deputy Lieutenant Song who was talking.

"Divine Transmission?" Guo Xin was very surprised, looking around, he didn't know where the sound came from.

This kind of concealed sound transmission method can make a congenital master unable to find the slightest trace, which shows that "Song Qing"'s Taoist attainments are quite profound, and they are not even worse than the level of martial arts.

"When you are in your early twenties, you are already a martial arts master, and the Dao is not weak, there are such people in the country, why have I never heard of it before?"

Guo Xin shook his head, he could only be regarded as a talent secretly cultivated by the imperial court, since he had the token of King Jing, maybe it was still the true inheritance of His Majesty King Jing.