Everything was expected by Li Ziyu.

This night is not easy, and it may be the most difficult night in Li Ziyu's life.

Sure enough, before the soldiers could rest, General Peng on the opposite side launched another attack.

The lights illuminated the outside of Pingjiang City.

Sou......

Dense arrows were rained down from the city onto the city. Even though there are battlements to protect each other, there are still people who are killed by random arrows.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under the cover of several rounds of arrows, the enemy army arrived at the gate in a short time, and slammed the gate with huge logs.

The ladder was erected high in the night. It seems that they want to do it overnight.

……

"Hold the gates of the city against me, axemen, enter one and cut another!"

Li Ziyu's face was pale, and he roared loudly.

He could see that some of the soldiers had a look of fear on their faces.

It's not right, it shouldn't be!

He shouted in his heart, but in fact, he also knew very well that these soldiers under his command had indeed lived too comfortably in Yuezhou over the years. Now, when you really want to give up your life, there are always some people who will be timid.

"No!"

The soldiers' answers were uniform, but if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to hear the trembling of some people's hearts.

"Little third son, the city gate is here, and I will leave it to you."

When it comes to critical moments, it is always your own family that is the most reliable. The third son is Li Ziyu's nephew and his most trusted subordinate.

"Don't worry, uncle, the third son will die, and he won't let the enemy succeed!"

The third son is credible and courageous, although he is called the third son, he is actually not much younger than Li Ziyu.

Li Ziyu nodded, glanced at the little third son deeply, and then walked silently towards the city.

And Chu Yunzhi, who was beside him, knew that it was a matter of life and death, so he hurriedly flew in front of him. In this war, the life of the commander is the most precious, and if the commander is lost, the command will not be effective, and the army will be defeated like a mountain.

It's just that in the city, the situation is not very good. The enemy's arrows, as if they were inexhaustible, round after round, actually shot them so condescending that they couldn't raise their heads.

"Let them shoot and see how long they can shoot!"

Li Ziyu had already pulled out his sword and raised a shield, but he didn't dodge it, and looked down beside a battlement.

"Brothers, hold the knives and guns in your hands, the heads of the enemy can still be cut off!"

Looking at the ladders approaching the city wall, he did not forget to cheer up the soldiers.

No matter what, it's easier to defend than to attack.

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"Kill!"

Finally, the earth-shattering shouts of killing resounded through the night of Pingjiang.

In the night, the blood that could not be seen was splashing, and people kept falling from the ladder, and the ladder was constantly overturned by the defenders. Of course, there are also brave men rushing to the top of the city.

"Ziyu be careful!"

I only heard Chu Yunzhi shout in surprise, and threw the sword in his hand with his hand.

Burst!

An enemy general who was about to attack Li Ziyu from behind was pierced through his chest by his flying sword.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Yunzhi slapped his backhand on the back of an enemy soldier's knife, and the enemy soldier knew that he had such skills, and he was immediately unstable.

Chu Yunzhi was not polite, snatched his knife with his hand, and kicked him over.

For him, the sword is naturally inferior to the sword. But in this melee, the sword is heavier than the sword, and the slash is more advantageous, but on the contrary, it is much more lethal than the sword.

He flew up, stepped on the sergeant's head, and swept over the battlements like a dragonfly, and in a few flashes of his sword, he actually cut down several enemy soldiers who were about to rush to the head of the city.

"Senior brother, well chopped!"

Li Ziyu stabbed a sword into the chest of an enemy soldier, and when he turned around, he saw Chu Yunzhi showing his might, and couldn't help but praise. Fang Cai, if it weren't for Chu Yunzhi's flying sword, he really couldn't say it, and he would have capsized in the gutter.