The siege began, although Wu Gan used some tricks to let his side shoot arrows first, although the long arrows of the giant crossbow pierced the heavy city gate, and although many horse thieves died on the wall from the first wave of sneak attacks, but the siege has always been a chore, or there would not be ten sieges.

With the city walls, most people can shelter themselves from the strange arrows that whizz by.

So, the wall began to fight back piecemeal, either with crossbows or bows, condescendingly firing arrows at the people under the city.

Soon, after a series of bangs, the arrows were densely packed and poured down on the shields of the Northern Sergeant like a summer rainstorm.

Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. After the jingling sound, it does not bring people a pleasant feeling, but a cold death.

Arrows constantly pierced shields or burrowed into the bodies of men and horses, causing a commotion.

It's not that Wu Gen doesn't want to withdraw the men and horses farther, but the open space in front of the main village is too narrow, and the other party has the advantage of range if he is condescending, and no matter how far away, Wu Gan's men and horses don't want to shoot arrows at the wall.

After chopping a few frightened horses, this wave of arrows finally fell. The crossbow flashed again, but it was divided into two directions, one aimed at the city gate, the other aimed at the other wall.

Red arrows fell on the wall, and stones kept crumbling. In Xingshan, Wu Gen had already tried the power of the giant crossbow, and when he shot it with all his might, it could blow through a three-foot stone wall.

Under the bombardment of the giant crossbow, a huge gap appeared in the stone wall of the main village, and the gap is still expanding.

Wu Yan sighed, these crossbowmen who manipulated the giant crossbow had already pulled the strings twice each, and after this round, the giant crossbow would become an ornament.

Suddenly, a long arrow as thick as a human arm flew out of the wall and landed right on a giant crossbow. The giant crossbow was knocked up, and even the crossbow string was broken, and two spirit jades fell from the crossbow.

"My silver." Wu Yan was furious when he saw this, and he didn't know how much it would cost to build this crossbow. Seeing that the giant crossbow was damaged, Wu Gan's heart was dripping blood, as if he saw piles of silver going down the river.

Stretching out his hand to manipulate his sky-shaking bow, Wu Yan violently pulled the string, the bow body was like a full moon, and a white arrow appeared on the bow, and the arrow body flashed with ominous brilliance.

As soon as the hand was released, the white arrow cut a white ray of light in the air, and roared away through the air, tearing the smoke that covered the wall in the sky, tearing the rain of arrows in the sky, and tearing the panicked cry of the horse thief.

With a bang, the arrow fell on the gap in the wall, and the already fragmented stone wall finally couldn't support it, and collapsed towards the gap, making this section of the stone wall a lot shorter out of thin air.

Wu Yan glanced at Shui Congyue, took a shield, and waved the knife in his hand.

"Let me do it." As he spoke, he led three hundred men and horses and rode to the city gate under the rain of arrows. The gates of the city had long since been blown away by a giant crossbow, leaving only a piece of rubble.

Only by riding a horse can you reach the city gate faster. At the same time, the righteous eagles in the air were also frantically shooting at the horse thieves at the city gate, covering Wu Gan's charge.

It is said that this distance of 100 paces can be jumped by Wu Yan in a few vertical jumps, and he has also tried to take the lead to kill the wall.

But as soon as his body jumped into the air, the arrows on the wall shot towards him like crazy, and the specially thickened iron shield was quickly covered with a layer of arrow feathers under the waves of arrows, and many places had been shot to pieces.

When a person is in the air, it is as if he is moving forward against a strong wind, and the castration of the rapid forward rush is quickly counteracted. Finally approached the wall, and three more figures flew out, and it was Che Tu and the other three horse thieves who joined forces to block Wu Gan's way and forced him to retreat again.

By the time he returned to his own formation, Wu Gan's mount had already been shot dead. Throwing away the half of the shield in his hand, Wu Yan almost wanted to stand unsteadily, and under the cover of the soldiers beside him, he pulled out the three arrow clusters on his legs.

Even though his body cultivation was already very tough, at such a close distance, he was still injured by the opponent's arrows.

"Don't stop, stop and die faster." Wu Qian shouted to the soldiers beside him. There was a constant screaming sound in my ears, and people kept falling.

Not long in front of the city gate, there were dense feathered arrows, mixed with the corpses of the dreadnoughts, and the blood flowed down the arrow forest, and finally flowed in front of the other northern troops.

Looking at Wu Yan who was staggering in the rain of arrows, and the soldiers behind him who were also fearless of death, Ji Yan seemed to have a fire burning in her heart, and she felt panicked, and she always wanted to do something to relieve the surging in her heart.

Looking at Zu Yuantong, who was beside him with his mouth wide open and a stunned face, Ji Yan said coldly: "Zu Qianhu, if Wu Gen loses in the city, you can take someone to follow, you can understand." If you don't go up, this young master will go up. When she said the last sentence, Ji Yan was already gritting her teeth.

Zu Yuantong shuddered, and hurriedly said: "My subordinates must serve to the death." Under the tall city wall, when he ran to the city gate only thirty steps away from the city gate under the rain of arrows, Wu Gan raised the broken knife in his hand,

"Knife up." The soldiers who were still alive and able to raise their swords behind him also raised their swords one after another, like white sails rising in a rain of arrows.

The broken knife forward, and a majestic sword qi split the rain of arrows and flew towards the city gate. Behind him, there were also long or short, plump or slender sword qi rushing out, trying to merge into the thickest sword qi.

This is the method that Lingyun Eight Cavalry came up with, and after the sword qi is released, it will be gathered together to inflict more damage on the opponent.

This was originally a helpless method used by the low-level eight horsemen to deal with the masters, but it was later promoted by Wu Gan in the Dreadnought Army, because this method can only really show its power when there are more people.

Just imagine, when tens of millions of people are fighting, one after another sword qi shaped like old stars fly up one after another and fall on the opponent's head, what a magnificent scene it will be.

It's a pity that this method is a bit harsh to use, and it requires continuous running-in and tacit understanding with each other to the point where it is like a person, so as to integrate the scattered sword qi into one.

On weekdays, when Wu Gen practiced with his subordinates, as long as the knife was raised, a bag of flour would be thrown forward, and the soldiers behind him would also throw it in the direction of Wu Gan's throwing.

In the beginning, the flour was disorganized, like a bunch of people having a snowball fight.

The flour fell one after another, like a white curtain of snow. Slowly, after running in over and over again, the white smoke formed by throwing out the flour gradually merged together, and after this group of people became familiar with it, more people were added, and it gradually expanded like a snowball.

Wu Gen was also slowly adjusting his pace, as he found that these soldiers often had difficulty keeping up with his own rhythm due to his strength.

Only after giving the order, a little slower and a little more forceful, can the soldiers catch up with the dough they threw out, blend in in an orderly manner, and finally form the majestic white smoke dragon.

After his subordinates are familiar with it, Wu Gen will throw a direction at will without reminding him to train his eyesight.

In the end, as long as Wu Yan waved his hand, these soldiers would not want to throw it out, and they did not need to carefully adjust their strength and direction at all.

This is the same as a young man playing a slingshot, he doesn't even aim after he gets acquainted, and this feeling has been engraved in his bones.

In order to practice this technique, for a while, Xingshan was full of white expanse, and it looked like it was snowing heavily.

During that time, because the dust fell into his eyes, Wu Yan's eyes were red all day long, so much so that Ji Yan always laughed at him as a rabbit.

After that, he led people to show his true sword energy, cut down one mountain and then another, and finally saved wood that could be used by the dreadnoughts on the mountain for ten years.

It's just that after trying so many games, you can only fuse these hundreds of people, and if you have more, the difficulty will rise sharply.

Ordinary practice is still so difficult, in such a dangerous situation, feathered arrows flying around the side, and how many people can calm down, so only a dozen or so sword qi sporadically converge into the mainstream.

The sword qi shot at the city gate, stirring up a cloud of dust, cutting a ravine through the hole in the city gate where the stones were piled up, and also stopping the rain of arrows on the opposite side.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Gan raised his knife again.

"Knife up." The shouting suddenly became louder, this time not only him, but also the soldiers behind him shouted in unison, this time there were dozens of sword qi in tune with Wu Gan, and the thick sword qi slashed above the city gate, and forcibly expanded the gap by three feet.

Without looking behind him, Wu Jian jumped up, and the broken knife was raised high above his head, like an eagle falcon rising against the wind, proudly revealing his claws.

"Knife up." The deafening sound sounded, overshadowing the roar of the horse thieves on the city wall, and the roar of the sky-shattering bow and arrow, like a thunderous explosion, echoing in the continuous green pine mountains.

In the distance, whether it was the dreadnoughts who were watching the battle or Zu Yuantong's subordinates, they were all roaring with all their might, cheering for the brothers who were walking in blood in front, and shouting the horn of the charge for them with all their strength.

Ji Yan, who was surrounded by people in three circles left and three circles on the right, was also flushed at this time, and her hand holding the reins trembled slightly, shouting out the two words that made people's blood tremble.

Finally, the third sword qi flew out and fell from the sky like a white rainbow, slashing open the gatehouse, cutting through the hard stones, and cutting out a passage that could be ridden by horses.

"Rush." Wu Gen rushed into the village with his men and horses. The people outside the main village all breathed a sigh of relief, only Shui Congyue and Xue Xin still looked cold, staring at the direction of the gatehouse.

Suddenly, a beast roar sounded in the village, and with these terrifying sounds, a black mastiff the size of a war horse appeared on the wall near the gatehouse.

The mastiff's nose was upturned to show its long fangs, its mouth spitting hot air, and its throat let out a menacing growl, demonstrating to the crowd outside the city.

The mastiff has a thick layer of pine resin, which is stained with sand and soil, forming a hard layer of armor.

Ordinary arrows hit him, but they couldn't penetrate it. Immediately afterwards, more giant mastiffs appeared one after another, like a piece of black ink, from the gatehouse and another gap in the city wall, and howled wildly towards the northern soldiers outside the wall.

Looking at these giant mastiffs with fishy saliva in their mouths, their limbs as thick as human waists, and their bodies exuding a strange smell, the horses under the northern sergeants neighed again and again, and they trembled as if they had encountered natural enemies, and they shook their bodies desperately, trying to throw off the cavalry on their bodies.

If it weren't for the riders' early preparation and stubbornly holding on to the reins, I'm afraid the team would have been in chaos.

"The orcs are out, ready to attack." Shui Congyue glanced at Xue Xin on his side, and slowly untied the halberd.

"Can the owner of the village withstand it?" Xue Xin glanced at the direction of the gatehouse with some concern.

"Believe that guy, he said that he can hold on, that is, he can hold on, all we have to do is rush into the village as soon as possible to relieve him of pressure." Shui Congyue silently dismounted, and the war horse at this time had lost its combat power because of the appearance of the giant mastiff.

"Okay." Xue Xin was not a mother-in-law's person, so he jumped off the horse lightly.

"Kill the dead first." With a shout, the water dragged the halberd from the moon with one hand and rushed towards the rushing giant mastiff.