Two days later, Ren Baqian returned to Dayao again with the box, just after noon.

Ren Baqian carefully put the box away, and then slipped into the hall of the City Command Mansion, where a group of people hurriedly entered and exited.

The empress sat on the top and wandered the world, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Your Majesty, what's the situation?" Ren Baqian walked up to his side and asked.

When the empress heard the voice, her eyes finally focused, her eyes first turned around his face, and she reached out to take the bag he was carrying, rummaged through it, and then put it at her feet.

After that, he spoke: "Great Xia has attacked all night last night, and in the past two days, Great Xia has lost at least 30,000 people, and there are 1,000 casualties in the city. ”

This is the biggest shortcoming of the ancient clan, even if the strength is strong, but the number is too small. Five or six thousand people had to defend the city walls in three directions, and then remove the small number of guards on the southern city walls, in fact, there were less than two thousand people in each direction, bearing the continuous attacks of Great Xia.

The casualties gradually increased, and the pressure on the remaining soldiers increased.

This was to be expected, Great Xia adopted the method of strong attack, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

Now it's up to whomever can make it.

Ren Baqian thought about it, Daxia shouldn't be able to survive.

If you can survive yourself, you have to make them unable to survive.

Ren Baqian accompanied the empress in the hall until the time of the lantern, and Daxia still had no intention of withdrawing troops. Great Xia now clearly means that these hundreds of thousands of troops will take turns attacking day and night, until the thousands of Gu soldiers in Liaocheng can't hold on.

After dinner, Ren Baqian first went around the city accompanied by the guards, and as soon as he went up, he was choked by the smell of blood on it, and the shouts of killing around him were directly poured into his mind.

Ren Baqian saw seven or eight huge ladders being pushed to the city wall, the ladder was like a building that could be moved, the top was a platform, dozens of Great Xia soldiers stood on it, and when they were very close, they jumped over and slashed directly, and there were countless soldiers behind the ladder who were climbing up along the ladder without stopping.

"Kill!" dozens of Daxia soldiers who jumped over roared, their faces full of hideousness.

Most of them just shouted this killing word before they could gain a firm foothold and fell under the city wall, and only a few of them were more powerful and clever in the ancient warriors.

A flying horse appeared from the side, the long knife in his hand was quick and fierce, cutting down several Great Xia troops in three or two strokes, and then wielding the long knife to knock down a few arrows that were shot at him.

And a group of Great Xia soldiers jumped on the cloud car.

At this time, the city wall was filled with torches from beginning to end, illuminating the lights within dozens of meters under the city wall, and the entire city wall was full of corpses, damaged ordnance, and the Xia army that was surging up under the black pressure.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and a ball of fire erupted directly from under a cloud ladder in the distance, and the cloud ladder was directly blown up, and even the Great Xia soldiers above also fell down with a scream.

Don't think about it, it's dynamite. Otherwise, if you want to destroy such a huge ladder, you will have to waste a lot of effort.

And now it can be easily solved with a direct explosive tube.

Then there were a few explosions, and after the ladders within the range of Ren's eight thousand eyes were destroyed, many ancient soldiers could take a breath.

"Lord Ren!" Youfei wiped the blood from his face, hugged Ren Baqian, and sat by the wall to rest.

"Does the Great Xia Army still have any ordnance?" asked Ren Baqian.

It's not easy for the other party to make such a big ladder, right?

"I hope not!" muttered the Flyer.

Since yesterday morning, it has been eighteen hours of continuous fighting, and even the strength of the earth wheel is tired.

But imagination is always good, and it didn't take long for the soldiers of Great Xia to rush up again.

This time, it was not the exhausted Great Xia army, but the elite soldiers who had been fully rested and recuperated for five hours, carrying ladders like ladders and rushing up again.

"Uncle!" Ren Baqian cursed, this time he also brought a lot of anti-infantry to jump mines, ready to be buried outside the city, but the other party did not collect troops, how could he bury himself?

The three city walls walked around, and Ren Baqian hurriedly returned to the city command mansion to pull out his Italian cannon and came directly to the city wall.

If the other side does not collect troops, he will blow up until they collect troops.

When I came back this time, I brought a total of 40 mortar shells, still steel ball incendiary bombs, and 50 Type 72 anti-infantry jumping mines, which contained 650 anti-personnel fragments, which jumped to a height of about one meter and exploded, and the lethality was probably greater than that of mortar shells.

I glanced at the city wall, and I couldn't see clearly in the distance, but I remembered where there were more people and where there were fewer people in the several areas that could be seen under the city, and then quickly ran below to adjust the angle of the mortar.

A moment later, there was a "bang", and gunpowder smoke came out of the mortar mouth, and dozens of seconds later, a ball of fire immediately broke out outside the city, and the surrounding Great Xia troops were swept away, and the two ladders were directly destroyed.

"Oh yes!" Ren Baqian's voice was not pleasant, but flat.

"It's Lord Ren who has made a move!" the ancient soldiers cheered. As soon as I saw this posture, I knew that it was Ren Baqian who made the move, and no one else would use this thing except him. And those black pipe explosions are not as lethal as this.

Adjust the muzzle and fire again.

"Boom!"

The cheers on the walls were louder.

"Lord Ren, I'm going to give you a monkey ......!" said the voice.

Ren Baqian's face twitched directly, which bastard shouted this? I beat you to death believe it or not?

When the third shell was fired, Ren Baqian continued to adjust the angle.

When the cannon was fired, there were people cheering on the city wall, but after dozens of seconds, the sound suddenly stopped.

"Dud?" Ren Baqian came up with such a thought, and stuffed the shell into the barrel of the cannon to fire again.

"Boom!"

Then adjust the angle and fire again.

This time there were still no explosions.

The next eight thousand immediately found out that something was wrong, and if there was a problem with a shell, it would be understandable. But if both shells are in trouble, it's not a matter of probability.

"Lord Ren, you've been shot at the wall!" a flying horse shouted as he ran down from the wall.

Ren Baqian: How do you speak?

He also knew that now was not the time to stare, and as soon as he heard this, he knew what was going on, and hurriedly got up and ran towards the city wall.

"Where?"

"Lord Ren come with me. The flying rider ran along the city wall with Ren Baqian, dodging the sword from time to time.

Ren Baqian twisted left and right to pierce through a sword shadow, and looked down at the wall where the flying horse stopped, only to see a deep forgiveness cannonball being pierced and nailed to the city wall by a long arrow, still swaying with the wind, like clockwise.

"So ruthless?" Although Ren Baqian had already guessed it, he was still a little surprised to see this scene.

It's a cannonball! A few hundred meters a second!

And it's still night!

Where did the master come from?

"Be careful, adult!" Shi Hu pushed Ren Baqian to his head, and a long arrow grazed Ren Baqian's shoulder with the sound of breaking the air.

"Do you know where people are?" Lao Tzu blew him up!" Ren Baqian lay on the ground in a cold sweat, and then became furious.

"Bring Lao Tzu's binoculars, night vision goggles, and big guns!"