Under the city tower, Xiao Dou tilted his head, waiting for the military order, waiting for his neck to stiffen, but he only waited for the earth-shaking thunder to explode.

He shuddered, and after a while, he saw a white flag waving and shouted, "The first battalion of the right foot barracks should take the flag and go up to the city tower."

The first battalion of the right infantry battalion responded with a white military flag, and the soldiers immediately rushed to the tower.

Chang Long was guarding the back of the city gate, listening to Xiao Dou's shouts in his ears, the smell of gunpowder in his nose was strong, and the blood in front of him was flowing like a river, and he became more and more anxious - the movement of the people outside the gate was weakening.

He ran to Xiao Dou's side: "Is there any-"

"Nope!" Xiao Dou's throat seemed to be pinched by something, and the sound that squeezed out was sharp and sharp.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the flag waving was heard again on the city tower.

It's a five-color flag and a soap-colored handsome flag!

Xiao Dou's heart beat wildly in the cavity, and he immediately raised the yellow flag of the Central Army and shouted, "The whole army should be flagped!"

Chang Long shook violently, ran back to the front camp, and shook the red military flag, the left battalion shook the blue flag, the right battalion shook the white flag, the rear battalion shook the black flag, and the whole army responded to the flag.

The aura of slaughter was instantly permeated, and everyone clenched their blades and waited for the order of the commander on the city tower.

Mo Lingfeng's voice was bloody: "All the soldiers listen to the order, open the city gate, and save the people!"

In and around Jeju City, there is a fleeting silence.

The arrows stopped, the swords and guns did not move, and all eyes were on the city gates.

The silence was broken by the sound of a crossbowman pulling the bowstring and aiming his crossbow bolts at the gate.

Chang Long shouted, "Open the city gates!"

Ten soldiers stepped forward, divided to the right and left, and opened the gates.

The thousand-pound door leaf moved slowly under the soldier's shoulder, opening a gap, and a small corpse poured in like a fish in the water, falling to the ground and making a huge splash.

Through this gap, Mo Jiajun saw the corpses of the people, regardless of men, women and children, piled up high, blood like vermilion paint, white fractures, scorched flesh, and hair like mess.

Behind Chang Long, a soldier's pupils suddenly vibrate, and he shouted "Mother" suspiciously.

After the fox doubted, he shouted "Mother" again, and couldn't help beating his chest, tears rained down, and he wanted to rush forward, but he was held down by Chang Long.

The people who were supposed to be guarded by the dynasty, the people they were supposed to protect, were stacked in front of them like meatloaf at this time.

Many Jeju soldiers in the Mo family army stared at the pile of corpses with wide eyes, and there was also a commotion in the battalion that could not be seen in the rear.

The gates of the city slowly opened, and these dead men began to collapse, arms and arms scrambled to penetrate the city through the cracks in the door, and those who were still alive were desperate, using their hands and feet, climbing up the pile of corpses, burrowing into the door with their bodies sideways, and fleeing frantically.

More and more people are climbing up and drilling in.

Just when the city gate was opened little by little, there was a sudden panic cry outside the city gate, only to hear a "bang" sound, the corpse mountain was hit hard, and the people above fell on the crash, and then rolled to the ground, too late to wail, and climbed up again.

The gate creaked behind the mountain of corpses, opened a larger gap, and the corpses poured into the door, piled up in front of the horses, and the living people crawled into the city, stumbling, and running past the soldiers.

With a "boom", the city gate was completely slammed open, and the people who were still alive stepped on the corpses and ran wildly, and the Yongzhen army in the rear poured in like a tide, breaking out with a huge killing cry.

The archers of the Mo family army opened the crossbow strings, waited for the people to pass and then shot iron arrows, and one of the soldiers closest to the people suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and fell to the ground with a bang - the Yongzhen army pretended to be ordinary people and entered the city in the crowd!

In the blink of an eye, six of the Mo family's troops fell, and the enemy army pretending to be ordinary people blended into the crowd in an instant, hiding in Tibet, waiting for the opportunity to make a move, which was unguardable.

The rain stopped suddenly, and the ground was bright red.

The Yongzhen army in front was still attacking, Chang Long led the vanguard battalion, the blade fought out of the sparks, a stream of blood poured into his throat, his eyes were red, and he no longer waited for the people to pass: "Fa!"

The "buzzing" sound is endless, and the powerful crossbows fire in unison, shooting iron arrows that pierce through the iron armor and nail into the enemy's body.

Mo Lingfeng held a long knife in his hand and leaped from the city tower

Below, the handsome flag behind him was hunting, and the people below were in chaos, no one got out of the way, but a few people surrounded him.

She saw through at a glance that the people facing her were enemy disguises, but she didn't move like a mountain, until these people showed their blades, and then suddenly made a move, and together with Nomad Qing, they killed these people on the spot.

Blood was splashed on the people.

Mo Lingfeng hissed and shouted: "Tang thieves harm the people, violent inside and outside the tomb, afraid of the strong and bully the weak, the Mo family army will follow me to fight!" Kill!"

The handsome flag waved, and with an order, the entire Jeju city roared thunderously: "Kill!"

The drums of war suddenly beat, the shaking mountain shook, the Mo family army discarded the shield, quickly rushed out of the city gate, overwhelmingly pressed towards the Yongzhen army, drew swords and stabbed, and fought hard to kill the enemy.

Yongzhen Army didn't expect the Mo family army to be so strong, with dozens of times the crowd, they immediately stepped forward to surround and kill, and in an instant, there were killing shouts inside and outside the city.

"Kill Tang Baichuan!"

"Avenge the people!"

The voice roared angrily, shouting from the soldiers, even if they were exhausted, they didn't dare to stop for a moment, Mo Lingfeng rode a war horse, rushed to the front, nomadic Qing carried a handsome flag, followed her without leaving an inch, Tang Baichuan rode on a horse, and saw that the Mo family army rushed into the formation like a sharp arrow, menacing, and rushed into the army formation, and immediately gave an order, facing the enemy head-on, and retreating backwards.

On the city tower, Wu Jin stood by the wall, staring closely below, checking the changes in the position of the cavalry, infantry, main force, and handsome banner of the Yongzhen Army, and instructed Chong Tao: "Crane wing formation, outflanking left and right, the middle battalion is attacking and capturing the commander, the cavalry is in front, and the infantry is behind."

The military order of Mo Lingfeng was obtained, and Wu Jin was the main one on the city, and he immediately raised the order flag and shook it in turn according to the order.

"The crossbow is on the tower, and the range is one hundred and fifty paces."

"Yes."

The crossbowmen under the city tower quickly went up to the city tower, pulled the bowstring at the battlement of the city head, and shot arrows at the rear of the Yongzhen army, which was neatly organized.

Wu Jin kept his eyes on the battlefield: "The left flank is closed!"

"Yes."

"Crossbowman pushes twenty more paces east!"

"Yes."

This bloody battle lasted for two whole hours, the soldiers were full of blood, they could barely hold the handle of the knife, and no one stopped when the blade was curled.

The entire Jeju city was surrounded by flesh and blood, banners were scattered all over the ground, war horses fell to the ground, and the Yongjin army lost their armor and was defeated.

Tang Baichuan opened the city gate with a sinister and vicious plan, but he didn't expect the Mo family army to be so brave and never chaotic, gathering and fighting with the familiarity of a battalion, and there were people on the city tower watching the battle situation below, and commanding the five armies with five command flags.

At this moment, the five armies and horses were less than 5,000, but they were able to surround them with a combined encirclement.

Seeing that Mo Lingfeng led the Chinese army straight towards him, he immediately made a decision, led his henchmen, fought his way out of the encirclement, and fled from the official road to Wangzhou.

When he stepped onto the official road, he glanced back at Mo Lingfeng, who had stopped chasing.

In this battle, Mo Lingfeng won a crushing victory, and there were less than 10,000 soldiers in Jeju City, so he only needed to do it immediately