In the city of Qianzhou, the people were tense and transferred their property and grain to the cellar in an orderly manner.

Although the sun was shining, the cold wind blowing in front of them was like a knife, dull and cold cutting everyone's faces.

There are many wars at the border gates, and they have lived here for decades and have long been accustomed to coping with such situations. Even if the city is lost, the food and belongings at home cannot be left to the hateful ***.

That is, holding such a breath, the people seemed calm and unhurried, and there was no panic and escape.

And on the city wall, the soldiers who defended the city also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know when a small group of reinforcements came from outside the city, although the number was not large, but because of the continuous harassment of several waves of enemy troops, this group of *** was affected, and the offensive gradually weakened.

From the early morning to the present, they have resisted three powerful sieges. Many of his fellow brothers fell on the city wall, and the corpses lay down under the city.

As far as the eye could see, the dry and dark earth was filled with countless red blood.

Everyone leaned on the back of the pier and looked up at the clear blue sky.

In autumn and winter, the sky in the northwest is always extraordinarily wide. Dotted with clouds, together with the undulating peaks, there is some vastness and vastness for no reason.

The mood of the defenders gradually calmed down, and the excitement and nervousness of the shouts of the enemy also faded a lot.

When they were still thinking about how many chances they would have to see the sky, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Look, *** grain and grass have been burned!"

The soldiers who were sitting behind the pier platform hurriedly got up, and looked out cautiously, and sure enough, they saw extremely thick black smoke rising from a distance outside the city.

The opponent scattered his forces, and they were at the east and south gates, so the grain and grass would naturally not be too far away, but they would definitely be hidden.

I don't know how these reinforcements found a place, and they can really burn it!

Without food and grass, if there are no reinforcements, these *** armies will either retreat or fight to the death.

Sure enough, the *** army, which had just died down, made a comeback, and even the siege momentum was even more powerful than before.

Everyone was crying bitterly, but the guards in armor were staring at each other, and their eyes were extremely bright.

He suddenly shouted, "Archers prepare!"

"Fire oil ready!"

"All bows and crossbows!"

One order after another was passed down, and everyone on the city wall was busy.

Zhizhou happened to come to check the situation, and when he heard this movement, he exclaimed, "Lord Ding, there are not many hot oil and other things, if you run out......

The garrison was impatient and a civilian official chirped and explained, stroked his beard and said loudly: "This should be the last wave of the enemy's siege, whether Qianzhou is lost or not, and it depends on this battle!"

Zhizhou didn't understand the war, so when he heard the words, he shut up and stopped interfering, and only looked down in horror.

The other party really had the intention of fighting the last game, and desperately hit the city gate and climbed the city wall. I don't know what happened to the other city gate, but in the end, the people on both sides gathered together, and there were more than 6,000 people.

From time to time, the defenders will fall on the city wall, and new people will be replenished, and the corpses under the base of the city wall will be layered.

Although the disparity in numbers between the two sides was too large, this battle of defending the city was extremely difficult. However, because the enemy army was harassed several times, the morale of the army was unstable and the morale was also weakened, but it seemed that the defenders of the city were more imposing.

Everyone supported it until the end, but when they felt that they couldn't hold on, the high-spirited white horse red cloak appeared again.

The other party was armed with a silver spear, a man and a horse, and his hooves flew like the wind, galloping. Rushing to the rear of the *** army, the tip of the gun swept across, put down a group of soldiers, and smashed the center of the enemy army like a sharp knife.

Then, dozens of cavalry rushed out together, following around the white horse like the stars holding the moon, completely disrupting the siege formation.

This sudden attack caught the other party off guard, and the enemy troops under the city were already as confused as if they couldn't figure out the beginning and the end.

The garrison Tiger Eye kept an eye on the red cloak the whole time, and when he saw that the man was brave and fearless, he went straight to the leader of the enemy army, and he suddenly said, "Bring me my bow and arrows!"

The guards sent a big black bow, and the garrison mounted a bronze arrow with collars and wings, and shot it full.

The arrow flew like a flash of light from the city walls, passing through thousands of troops and horses, straight towards the target.

Zhao Fuling suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound from her ears, tilted her head slightly, and saw that the arrow was like the sharp teeth of a madman, directly biting through the chest of the enemy leader.

The cluster of arrows sank deep into the opponent's chest, and the feathers on the tail trembled, like a fierce gaze.

Her silver spear stabbed out and slashed through the neck, and the leader fell off his horse and died.

Zhao Fuling was shocked, she picked up her gun and turned her head to look above the city wall. There was a burly and tall man standing there, his face could not be seen clearly, but judging by the identity of the armor, he should be the general of the garrison of Qianzhou.

Probably to greet her, the other party raised the big black bow and shook it slightly.

Zhao Fuling came back to her senses and hooked her lips, seeing that the enemy soldiers came back again, she sat on the horse, twisted her waist, and the spear drew a circle along her waist, sweeping all the enemy soldiers back.

When the enemy army has no leader, it will no longer have a backbone, and the army will be in chaos in an instant.

Seeing this, the garrison immediately seized the opportunity to call someone to open the city gate and led a hundred cavalry to chase them out. The thousands of enemy troops were defeated and retreated, and finally they were defeated and fled.

However, the two teams of Garrison and Zhao Fuling successfully met.

The garrison had been staring at the young general on the white horse for a long time, and when he saw this, he rode over to say hello.

"The little brother is extremely brave, I don't know ......"

The greeting was only half a sentence, and when the other party turned his head, it turned out to be an extremely bright and flower-like face.

The guard was dumbfounded for an instant, his eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The young general who has the ability to cut the flag is actually a woman?..

Or does he just have an indistinguishable and extremely beautiful face?

Zhao Fuling saw that the guard only opened his mouth but did not speak, so he understood that the other party was surprised by his identity, so he greeted with a smile first: "The junior is Zhao Fuling, under the command of the Seventh Prince, from Ganzhou."

The voice was clear and pleasant, and it was indeed a woman.

The guard's eyes widened, full of admiration and admiration, but it was difficult to express it for a while.

In the face of a rough man, he can naturally give a punch and a slap to get closer to him. But this is a woman, and she is still a young girl...... He really didn't know how to react.

It was Zhao Fuling, who smiled heartily and asked, "I don't know what adults call them?"

The garrison hurriedly came back to his senses, sat upright and coughed lightly, and then said with a little reserve: "I am Ding Zhaoshu, the garrison of Qianzhou."

"It's Lord Ding." Zhao Fuling clenched her fists and sighed, "Lord Ding is really a good archery! You are standing on the wall, but there is no arrow. Although the younger generation has seen many capable people who wear Yang in a hundred steps, it is the first time in his life that he has seen an arrow with the power of cutting gold and breaking jade, and he really admires it in his heart!"