The mountains shook for a while, and countless rocks and logs rolled along the hillside, smashing down the head and face of the Beining army. Suddenly, their heads were smashed and bleeding, and the screams were endless.

The Bac Ninh army dodged a wave of rolling stones, followed by hot oil pouring down from the mountain, and the soldiers of the hot Bac Ninh army squeaked and rolled down.

But this is not the end, and then countless rockets cut through the sky, and there was a sea of fire on the mountainside, which was like purgatory on earth. And the Southern Han army had already dug a fire ditch, and even if the fire spread, it would not be affected.

This is war, and everything is done to take the life of the enemy. But if you don't kill them, they will come and kill you.

The attack of the Bac Ninh army was seriously hampered in front of the second line of defense, and it was defeated and retreated without even being able to get close.

Suo Longga watched the battle at the foot of the mountain, and was furious, if he couldn't take it down, wouldn't his name as the king of Zhennan be discredited.

"The prince is angry, there will always be a time when their stones and logs will run out, we just need to keep strengthening the attack, and there will always be a time when they can't stand it. The military general on the side said.

"Order, if there are any more retreats, there will be no forgiveness, and I will attack again. Saurunga ordered.

The Beining army, which had no way to retreat, rushed up the mountain again with a strange scream, and as they expected, the Southern Han army's stone rolling wood was quickly used up. After paying a heavy price, the Bac Ninh Army finally approached the second line of defense.

"Brothers, behind us is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, draw your weapons, fight to the end, fight to the last man, and never retreat!" the general of the forbidden army drew his sword and shouted.

All the soldiers of the forbidden army shouted in unison: "Never retreat!"

These four words resounded through the mountains and forests and echoed for a long time. Their high morale and high fighting spirit infected all the people on the mountain, and Ji Yubing's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

These soldiers have their own parents and families, but in the face of righteousness, they are not afraid of sacrifice, bravely fight against enemies many times their size, and none of them retreat, and they deserve to be true warriors.

Halfway up the mountain, the earth was scorched black by the flames, the grass and trees were reduced to ashes, and there were scattered flames crackling and burning everywhere. Thick smoke drifted in the sky, and the two armies fought fiercely for almost four hours in the second line of defense.

A soldier of the Southern Han Army, holding a broken sword in his hand, his wide eyes were bloodshot. He was covered in blood, and he didn't know how many wounds he had suffered, and he didn't know which of the blood belonged to the enemy and which was his own.

This is already the tenth wave of their repulsion of the Bac Ninh Army. The people of Beining threw down more than 4,000 corpses on this half-up mountain, and only about 200 of the 1,500 people who were placed on the second line of defense by the Southern Han Forbidden Army remained.

The soldier knew that soon the Bac Ninhs would launch an eleventh wave of attacks. For the rest of them, this is probably the last battle.

He looked up at the blue sky, took a deep breath, and grabbed a handful of dirt with his hand and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. This is the land he fought for, and he wants to keep all the memories in his mind, along with the smells.

At this time, he saw that the Bac Ninh army under the mountain had begun to assemble. A new wave of attacks was coming, and he opened his palms to let the dirt gently drift in the wind, wiped the blood-soaked blade with his robe, and looked down the mountain with a determined look in his eyes.

The remaining two hundred or so forbidden soldiers stood up, and they were already preparing for the final battle with the intention of death.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of Mingjin from the walled city on the mountain, it turned out that Ji Yubing couldn't bear to burn their jade, and ordered Mingjin to withdraw his troops and retreat to the third line of defense of the walled city.

As if they hadn't heard, these brave soldiers of the Forbidden Army stood still and didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

The leader turned to the mountain and shouted: "Ministers and soldiers of the whole army, His Royal Highness Prince Xie is considerate. But every inch of land under our feet is the land of my Southern Han Dynasty, as a man in the army, we will fight for every inch of land, and we will never retreat!"

"Every inch of land will be fought for, and we will never retreat!" the resolute and tragic voices of the soldiers fluttered in the sky above the mountains and forests.

"Young master, they ......" Meng Qing's voice was also choked.

Ji Yubing waved his hand and motioned to stop Mingjin, he decided to follow the last request of these tragic warriors.

"Order, get ready for battle, go up the walls. Ji Yubing's deep voice was full of sadness.

Including the wounded soldiers who were withdrawn from the first line of defense, in the walled city, there were still more than a thousand soldiers left, most of them were the strong Tiger Ben Army and Long Xiang Guard.

It's just that I don't know how long this last line of defense can resist in front of the outnumbered Beining army.

Under the tremendous pressure of war, every moment of waiting feels like an ordeal. The shouts of killing in the middle of the mountain gradually thinned out, until finally there was a deathly silence. Everyone knew that those more than 200 warriors must have fought to the last moment.

The Bac Ninh army finally broke through the second line of defense, and the black pressed people began to pour towards the walled city on the top of the hill. The final moment is coming.

All the people in the walled city had a solemn face, and if there were no reinforcements, it would be almost a dead place. No one knows why reinforcements have not come yet, but this is in the land of the Southern Han Dynasty.

It can be said that Ji Yubing has done everything, and the next thing can only be done is to do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

Bac Ninh military formation at the foot of the mountain. The royal flag is still fluttering in the wind.

Suo Longga seemed to have seen the picture of Ji Yubing being escorted down the mountain and kneeling in front of him, and his heart was full of pride.

Although he brought 20,000 elites, he had already lost seven or eight thousand just by breaking through the second line of defense. But in order to capture the crown prince of the Southern Han Kingdom, it is worth it even if the whole army is destroyed.

The mountain road was full of corpses of the two armies, and no one had time to clean up the battlefield, so they had to hastily move to both sides of the mountain road, and the blood and water gathered together and flowed all the way down the hillside. Only the victor is qualified to collect the corpses of his comrades.

The wind is getting stronger, but the direction of the wind seems to be changing.

Yangshan Walled City.

The mountain wind of slaughter whirred, and the Xuanlong Flag, which represented the identity of the prince, made a rattling sound in the wind.

The walls were already full of crossbowmen, and although they were walls, they weren't really strong. It's just a low wall made of brick and stone, and the purpose of building it is also to prevent thieves, who would have thought that it would be attacked by a large army today.

The Beining army suddenly stopped about 400 paces from the walled city, and the two armies faced each other like this, and the atmosphere seemed to be so tense that even the air seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, a dark cloud rose from the Beining army, and with the sound of breaking wind, it smashed towards the walled city.

"Shield!"

The Southern Han army lined up a neat shield array, and the feather arrows smashed on the shield, clanging.

"Shoot!"

The archers of the Southern Han army began to fight back, not only did they occupy a high position, but also when the wind was favorable, the bows and arrows shot out were fast and ruthless, and a rain of arrows made many soldiers of Bac Ninh be pierced into hedgehogs.

At the same time, the Bac Ninh army, under the cover of archers, began to storm the city. With rudimentary ladders and crashing logs, they rushed towards the walled city.

Suddenly, only the sound of the machine spring was heard, and the crossbow of the Southern Han army began to exert its power. Rows of crossbow arrows burst out of the strings, pouring out their anger on their enemies.

The Beining army fell in pieces, but they were like locusts, no matter how they killed, they couldn't kill them all, so Saurunga pressed all his troops and wanted to capture the city in one go.

The Southern Han army's bows and crossbows were limited in number, and they were quickly exhausted, and they could no longer stop the enemy's approach. Soon they were in the city.

The clamming wood kept hitting the immaculate gates, and the two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat on the walls. Although the Beining army had a large number of people, the Southern Han army waited for work, and the elite of the Huben army was each a good man, and the battle situation between the two sides was extremely stalemate.

In the warehouse, the panicked civil servants were restless and restless. Only Ji Yubing calmly listened to the sound of the fight outside. If it weren't for Zhong Mengqing forcing him in, he would even want to kill the enemy outside with the soldiers.

"Qing Shao, you go out and help everyone kill the enemy together, don't worry about me, one more person has more strength. Ji Yubing said.

"Then you have to promise me not to run around, or I'll come back and see you at once. "Zhong Mengqing actually wanted to rush out to kill the enemy for a long time, but the comfort of protecting the prince was more important.

"There is no joke in the army, you go quickly, I will stay here and go anywhere. Ji Yubing nodded again and again.

After getting the prince's assurance, Zhong Mengqing picked up his Lei Xiao Sword and killed it.

At this moment, the small walled city was already in chaos, and the two armies were fighting together, and blood was flowing like a river. The dragon guards are stubbornly guarding the vicinity of the warehouse, preventing any enemies from approaching.

"Go and support the gates, and I'll be left alone. Zhong Mengqing said.

"Yes. "Everyone knows that what he says will be done.

The nearby Beining army saw that there was only Zhong Mengqing guarding the warehouse, and thought that there was an opportunity, so they immediately screamed and killed him. It's a pity that the moment they saw the Thunder Sword unsheathed, they couldn't see the blue sky anymore.

They didn't even see how Zhong Meng Qing made a move, and more than a dozen people had already been killed.

"Come on, let's go together, so as not to trouble the master. Zhong Mengqing said provocatively.

His words angered the soldiers of Beining, and everyone rushed forward, and after a burst of sword light and sword shadow, only Zhong Mengqing was left standing.

The fierce battle continued, and the outside had turned into a blood-red purgatory, but no one spoke quietly inside the warehouse.

Ji Yubing lowered his head and was silent, he only hoped that the people he sent to various camps to ask for help would be good even if he could bring back a reinforcement.

Bac Ninh military formation at the foot of the mountain.

"I can't hold out for long when I see that the Southern Barbarians can't hold out for long, and in half an hour at most, this king will be able to capture Yangshan and capture the Southern Han Prince alive, hahaha. Sauron laughed.

"Congratulations to the prince for his immortal feats. The people around him slapped his ass in unison.