The first round of attacks is a bow and arrow.

The phalanx of thousand-man archers at the front of the fish scale array leaned back and shot arrows, and the sharp arrows went straight up to the city tower, and the soldiers on the city tower raised rows of wooden curtains to block the rain of arrows, and when they wanted to free their hands to counterattack, another round of arrows came from below.

The city tower was powerless for a while, the soldiers seemed to be helpless by the sudden siege, and the soldiers who rushed to the rescue were also stopped by the rain of arrows, and they could not move forward for a while.

After ten rounds of dense rain of arrows, the archers dispersed to the flanks, revealing a protruding vanguard phalanx.

The vanguard pushed the catapult ladder and other siege equipment forward, and the catapult aimed at the place where it had smashed when disturbing the city, and smashed it again, and the soldiers on the tower immediately concentrated their forces as they expected, and went to the place where they were smashed to guard, and there was a vacancy in the guards elsewhere.

The ladder took this opportunity to quickly lean on the city wall, the iron hook at the top of the ladder hooked the edge of the city, lightly held up the wooden curtain, blocked the arrows shot above the city tower, quickly climbed the ladder, jumped up the city tower with a knife and a gun, dropped the iron thistle, and first blew up the city gate guards and retreated.

When a commander looked into Jeju Castle during the battle, he saw that the lights were bright in the west, and the soldiers in the battalion were gathering in a panic.

Can't wait for the Mo family army to go to the city.

The commander shouted "enter the city", and the soldiers behind him were like a wave, tens of thousands of them slapped towards the city, and the soldiers on the city could not resist, and they were defeated all the way to the streets of the city.

The soldiers of the Yongzhen Army took advantage of this opportunity to enter the city in waves, trying to open the city gate and join the outside.

Another commander climbed up to the top of the city, and there was no way to stop it, and the vanguard all poured into the streets and slaughtered to the west.

He saw that the soldiers of the Mo family army were also fleeing all the way to the west, and they did not use all their strength when they counterattacked, but seemed to be luring the enemy, and he "groaned" in his heart, and the secret path was not good.

Hit the plan.

"Go back!" He shouted at the top of his voice, "Back off! Don't go into the city!"

Before the flag was shaking, in the midst of the noise, they actually heard the sound of pulling the bow and stringing!

Not a single bow, but countless crossbows pulled the bowstring in an instant.

In the next moment, dense feathered arrows shot out from the vacant house, and the Yongzhen army on the street had not yet come to their senses before they had been pierced by ten thousand arrows.

Then a row of soldiers dressed in black and iron armor suddenly came out, drew their swords and went to the city tower, and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

Killings abounded.

The commander of the Yongzhen Army shouted, "Retreat! Retreat!"

But his heart-rending roar was drowned out by the sound of intensive fighting, and the soldiers in the fish-scale array below the city tower were still charging upward, until the sharp blade rolled towards their necks like a storm, they knew that the Mo family army was not panicked, but had already laid an ambush.

The counteroffensive swept in like a storm.

The commander wanted to retreat from the ladder, but there were all soldiers climbing up below, and when he stepped down, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and he didn't have time to check, and hot oil was splashed on the upper side, and his hand slipped, and the whole person fell down.

The Mo family army was divided into four routes, guarding the west, south and north gates all the way, shooting the Yongzhen army below with bows and arrows and heavy crossbows all the way, using hot oil, big stones, and fire guides all the way to destroy siege equipment, and all the way to the elite soldiers to kill the outcropping Yongzhen army.

Under the tower, under the fierce counterattack, he came back to his senses, but there was no military order, he could only advance but not retreat, the ladder continued to advance, and the soldiers kept falling from the heights, falling on the corpses, in pools of blood, and in the mud, and their bones were shattered.

After fighting one after another, the continuous offensive under the castle tower finally stopped, and only the flames on the siege machine remained unextinguished for a long time.

The 10,000 pioneers of the Yongzhen Army were almost completely wiped out, with no less than 2,000 seriously wounded and countless lightly wounded.

On the city tower, Mo Lingfeng held a knife in one hand and wiped the blood on his face with the other, and withdrew from the female wall.

The corpses around him were piled up, the blood was sticky, and every step he took seemed to be torn apart from the blood.

The main force and generals of the army under the city tower were not damaged, and in this siege battle, she and Tang Baichuan did not win or lose.

When she walked to the bottom of the city tower, she saw Wu Jin coming at some point, wearing a half-worn straight-sleeved gown, standing in the mess.

Wu Jin walked towards Mo Leaf: "There are injuries

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His steps were light and barely made a sound, but he still left a trail of bloody footprints behind him.

Mo Lingfeng shook his head: "The ambush battle is easy to fight, why are you here?"

"I'll take a look."

At this time, the genius was just brightening.

The golden crow jumped up, shining brightly, shining on the pool of blood, shining on the red embroidered shirts of the enemy, shining on the iron armor, and actually flowing out of the bright light of colorful victories and wandering land.

When the sun shines on people, there are shadows, and the light and shadow on the face are uncertain, the light and shade change, and even the eyes of people fall into the shadow of the eyebrow bones, and they can't see it really.

The spring breeze was not gentle, blowing Wu Jin's robe, like a sharp blade, trying to cut off Wu Jin's benevolence that resonated with the sage.

Wu Jin could have stayed in the prefect's yamen like other civil officials, out of sight, but he still came out to take a look - to observe the killing karma he created.

"General!" Nomad Qing chased down from the city tower, "General, throw down the enemy's corpse or burn it?"

Mo Leaf paused: "Drop it."

Nomad Qing nodded: "The enemy army still has wounded people in the city, so I will also throw them down together."

Wu Jin suddenly said: "General, it is better to dig a big pit and bury the corpses of the enemy in Nancheng, and the wounded will be imprisoned for treatment.

Mo Lingfeng looked at him and saw that his crown and clothes were blown by the wind, but the person was still upright, and his bones were harder than iron armor, and straighter and colder than cedar.

He learned from the saint to establish his heart, body, and world, and the more he was devastated by wind and rain, the more he could see his bones.

She didn't refute him, waved her hand to signal Nomad Qing to do it, walked towards the middle tent, walked out for more than ten steps, and stopped again: "Wu Jin."

Wu Jin also stopped and faced her, "Here."

Mo Lingfeng said: "In the world chapter of "Zhuangzi", it is said that 'it is the way of the inner saint and the outer king, dark and unknown, depressed but not hairy, and the people of the world do what they want, and take themselves as their own side", although it is Taoism, but the same is true of the royal way, the inner cultivation of the saint, the external work, for the act of separation, dark and unknown."

Wu Jin nodded: "What the general said is also reasonable, it's just that I want to kill too much, it's not a good thing in the world, the general doesn't want to cultivate the saint, I can cultivate, the general is in charge of the royal road."

With that, he gave it up.

Their kings and ministers, when their hearts are one, they will not be separated.

Mo Leaf did not let go, accepted his salute, and when he stood up straight, he reached out and grabbed his hand, held it in his hand, and walked towards the middle tent.

Wu Jin let out a low voice, "Leaf."

It's not a monarch anymore, it's a husband and wife.

"Well," Mo Lingfeng responded to him, "If you do this, those people will not understand your affection, you are still a rebel and thief in the history books, and even your previous death will be imposed on the conspiracy."

She rubbed his hand gently.

He was tall, with long fingers, manicured nails and exceptionally clean hands.

"It doesn't matter," Wu Jin squeezed her with her backhand, "I don't care about that."