didn't care about a little rest, and quickly made up for it towards the east city gate covered in blood. [No pop-ups. 】

"Kill......"

The fighting spirit has long been exhausted, and no weapons can be conjured.

The soldier who made up for the past, holding a blood-stained broadsword in his hand, slashed at the enemy with no fatality.

The soldiers and horses of the Brahma Pavilion that jumped down from the flying demonic beast in the sky and broke through the mouth of the city wall.

Immediately surrounded by a group of people.

In the blood splash, he forced to break into the city, but he couldn't get a single step.

"Hurry, hurry, the reserve army at the West City Gate is not enough, quickly mobilize ...... from the inner city"

"There is not enough fire oil at the south city gate, make a fire quickly, wood, fire oil, hurry up and ......"

One after another, hoarse shouts filled the sky above the tower of Lizhou City.

The soldiers and generals below who looked at the end of the world, their faces covered with blood, kept running back and forth in this snowy wind.

The soldiers and horses of the Brahma Pavilion rushed up from under the city walls.

The garrison generals, who were almost exhausted of reserve quartermasters, could not wait for the transportation of reserve quartermasters, and almost closed their bodies and pounced on them.

The rockets condensed by the special vindictive spirit have run out, and only the fire oil burned with wood remains.

On the city wall, the soldiers and horses of the world were without rockets, so they poured this fire oil and poured it on the enemy soldiers who climbed up under the city wall.

At the same time, drag the wood and throw it downward.

There is no vindictive rocket, and neither is this primitive material.

As long as you are a human being, you can't be afraid of the oil that sticks to the fire.

The oil burns, so dazzling in the cold ice and snow, and so miserable.

Flames flew in the south, but ice flew in the north.

The oil was only enough for the southern city, but not enough to support them in the north.

There was no fire oil, no vindictiveness, there was still water, and there was buckets of ice water that the subjects of Lizhou carried up, and the water in that moat.

In the chilling winter season, behind the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses responsible for guarding Lizhou City.

The common people of Lizhou, voluntarily and swarming, in this cold winter, smashed the frozen river, and the old, weak, sick, disabled and middle-aged people carried it bucket by bucket to support the soldiers defending the city.

Against others, they can hide behind them.

But against Brahma Pavilion, they just gave up their lives,