A group of rebels ascended to the top of the city, all of them were in iron armor, all tall and strong, armed with iron rods and long knives, and the leading bandits were particularly fierce, a big sword was fierce, and the spears pierced the armor, and there was no response. As soon as these people came up, the situation on the city walls was immediately precarious.

"Thorn!"

Seeing the pikemen being smashed and cut down, Zheng Siming was furious, and the spear stabbed sharply, heading straight to the face of the leading bandit. At the same time, Sun Jiachun also stabbed straight with a spear, going straight to the leg of another bandit.

The leading bandit knife separated Zheng Siming's spear, and the other bandit smashed over a pikeman, taking advantage of the opportunity for the other pikemen to dodge in a hurry, the iron rod swept and smashed Zheng Siming's waist.

One force descended ten times, the iron rod buzzed, smashed at Zheng Siming, Zheng Siming was in a hurry, with a gun shaft, the gun shaft was broken, Zheng Siming fell to the ground with a bang, the leading bandit caught up, the big knife flew, and the force split Huashan, to cut Zheng Siming into two sections.

The rabbit rose and fell, everything was in a moment, the guards at the head of the city were dumbfounded, and Wang Heyao was also frightened.

The big knife was cut down, Zheng Siming was safe and sound, the person blocking him snorted, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, lying on Zheng Siming's body.

"Dick!"

Zheng Siming's eyes were blood-red, and he shouted in shock.

It turned out that Sun Jiachun was in a hurry and leaned over to cover Zheng Siming.

The leading bandit pulled out the big knife and kicked Sun Jiachun away, Sun Jiachun lay on the city wall with his back to the sky, his whole body convulsed, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Second brother!"

Chen Zigou shouted loudly, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Die!"

The bandit stabbed again and went straight to Zheng Siming. Zheng Siming rolled to avoid it, and the iron rod bandit quickly followed, and it was another vicious stick.

With a "whoosh", a spear shot head-on, and the iron-roded bandit hurriedly blocked the spear, and between retreating, a figure had already met him, burrowing into the arms of the iron-roded bandit, and he was almost face-to-face.

The bandit was taken aback and wanted to throw away the rod and hug the other party, but the other party pushed his left hand against him with his elbow, and the short knife of his right hand stabbed him several times in the throat.

The iron rod in the bandit's hand fell on the city wall with a "bang", his eyes were wide open, and he wanted to hug the other party, but he had no strength. The other man parted his arm and kicked him at the broadsword bandit.

"Old Five!"

Zheng Siming's eyes were blood-red, he snatched the red tassel gun of a pikeman, and pounced on it like crazy.

It turned out that Wang Heyao threw out his spear, ventured forward, and assassinated the iron rod bandit.

"Pikemen, up!"

"Second ......"

The broadsword bandit couldn't help but hug the iron-roded bandit, Wang Heyao rubbed his body, and the short knife stabbed hard at the foot of the bigsword bandit.

The broadsword bandit howled in pain, and he pushed away the body of the iron-roded bandit, and the broadsword slashed at Wang Heyao's head.

Wang Heyao flashed sideways, and sideways struck the long knife of another bandit, and the short knife stabbed a few times under the armpit of the big knife bandit, and one rolled over.

These rabbit ups and downs are all momentary things. The broadsword bandit staggered back a few steps, and the bandit behind him hurriedly hugged him.

Zheng Siming's spear stabbed sharply, steady and ruthless, like a poisonous snake, and pierced into the face of the big knife bandit.

In fact, without his hands, the big knife bandit is dead.

"Kill them!"

The bandits had red eyes, raised their swords and guns, and went straight to Zheng Siming and Wang Heyao on the ground.

"Give it to Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Hei was sweating profusely, not caring about wiping the sweat on his face, and commanded several green battalion soldiers around him, the spears stabbed sharply, and several outlaw bandits who pounced were assassinated to the ground one after another.

The bandits' offensive was cracked, Zheng Siming retreated, and the bandits who attacked Wang Heyao were either dead or wounded, and the rest retreated.

"Thorn!"

I don't know when, Zhao Guohao led the pikemen to catch up, their spears stabbed sharply, the tips of the guns trembled, and the bandits were in a hurry, leaving a pile of corpses.

The bandits were leaderless, and seeing that they could not take advantage, they fought and retreated, retreating towards the city wall.

The bandits on the periphery fought to the death, and the bandits on the inner layer threw the bodies of the broadsword bandits and the iron rod bandits under the city wall, and the group slipped off the city wall one after another, and the one behind the palace jumped directly from the city wall.

The bandits fled in a hurry dragging the bodies of the two leaders, and the rebels on the city walls were stunned.

"Shoot!"

Zhao Guohao shouted loudly, and the firecrackers opened fire together, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the retreating bandits left a large pile of corpses, covered by their shields, and suffered many casualties, but they never left the corpses of the two leaders.

The sound of the Ming Jin collection outside the city suddenly sounded, and the rebels on the city wall withdrew one after another, and on the way to retreat, they were bombarded by the fire guns and artillery on the city wall, leaving countless corpses.

"Dick!"

Zheng Siming collapsed beside Sun Jiachun, who was lying in a pool of blood with his eyes dilated, tears flowing.

"Second brother!"

Zhao Guohao and Chen Zigou knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, and they couldn't stand on the ground.

Wang Heyao was like he was in prostration, he knelt next to Sun Jiachun, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his eyes were hazy with tears, and his heart was like a knife.

In the cruel battlefield, between life and death, who can control their own destiny?

"Second brother, you're awake!"

"Second child, hold on!"

Sun Jiachun opened his eyes with difficulty, saw the blurred face in front of him, trembled and stretched out his hand, and was grasped by Zheng Siming and others.

"Big ...... Brother, old ...... Four...... Old Five......"

Sun Jiachun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Old ...... Five, the big ...... Brother, I'm ...... Mother and I...... Brother, just ......"

Sun Jiachun's eyes stared straight at Wang Heyao.

"Second brother, let it go...... Heart! They'll be handed over to me! ”

Wang Heyao was full of tears and speechless.

"Old... Five, I didn't... Right... Brothers. I don't... Why, I'm just... Not as good as you? ”

After Sun Jiachun finished speaking, his eyes widened, and he was already out of breath.

Wang Heyao was at a loss and couldn't speak.

Could it be that Sun Jiachun is because of him that he has become inseparable from them?

What did you do wrong?

Sun Jiachun is a sworn brother, why bother?

If you pay attention to Sun Jiachun's emotions on weekdays......

"Old Five, you are not at fault! You are the commander of the first army, cheer up! ”

Zheng Siming wiped a handful of tears and helped Wang Heyao to stand up.

"Second child, that's such a personality. But in his heart, he has never alienated us brothers! ”

"Fifth brother, the second brother is still our good brother, don't think nonsense!"

Zhao Guohao was serious and told Wang Heyao.

Wang Heyao nodded. Looking at the fighting ground outside the city, what came to mind was the stubborn and competitive boy in rough clothes and blue patches.

The city was silent, Sun Jiachun died unexpectedly, and everyone had no joy of Xiaosheng just now, and all of them were solemn.

"Cheer me up! Hurry up and eat! ”

Zheng Siming shouted loudly and pushed the ignorant Wang Heyao.

Wang Heyao was so confused that he took a few bites of food, stood up, and looked out of the city, where the war drums sounded, and endless rebels swarmed towards the city wall.

"Prepare for battle, those who flee from the battle, there is no mercy!"

This time, Wang Heyao roared loudly.

The whole city was in motion.

Obviously, after a fierce battle, the tension in the city has eased a lot.