No one would think that Lin Yi was timid or weak, because in the past long night, Lin Yi had made this Northern Wei army deeply feel what it meant to be desperate.

The rejection at this time is also despairing.

Lin Yi's answer made all these Northern Wei people react, whether to fight or not to fight, the initiative is in Lin Yi's hands.

Whether it is in terms of age or cultivation time, Xi Ruyu is a real predecessor for Lin Yi.

A senior like him came to challenge Lin Yi fairly, but he was rejected, and he had nothing to say.

Xi Ruyu turned around silently.

In his opinion, he gave Lin Yi a chance to kill himself.

Killing the commander of the enemy army should be a huge temptation, but Lin Yi is much smarter and more rational than he thought.

It seems that Lin Yi is very clear.

For this war, Zhongli City was actually not in a hurry.

Zhongli only needs to stall for time.

The longer the decisive battle that decided the life and death of Zhongli City, the more likely it was that the main force of the northern border army of the Southern Dynasty would arrive for reinforcements.

It is always them who are in a hurry, the Northern Wei people.

They wanted to occupy this bell and leave the city for many days before the northern border army of the Southern Dynasty arrived, and then make a good operation and arrange a good defensive line.

In such a tragic battle, it is not only a brave martial artist who can always clearly recognize the situation, but an excellent general.

He walked back along the pontoon in silence.

"Hahaha, what a fool. ”

Suddenly, laughter rang out on the north wall.

The people in the Sword Pavilion on the north wall and the people in the Tie Ce Army looked at the person who laughed out loud, and they were all speechless.

At this time, it was Tang Nianda who laughed at Xi Ruyu.

Tang Nianda himself is a fool now.

It's just that Tang Nianda's thinking is very simple, he just thought, what kind of identity is the pavilion master, how can it be that someone will come to challenge him, and the pavilion master will agree?

And this person came violently, and now he has no choice but to go, can he not understand that this will be the result when he comes.

So he felt that Xi Ruyu was really like a fool.

Xi Ruyu heard the ridicule.

There was a little more gloom on his indifferent face, but he didn't make any more sound.

The fastest is at sunrise and the slowest is at noon.

The 30,000 White Bone Army that killed the mad Yang will come.

He didn't need to wait too long.

......

The sound of killing in Zhongli City became less and less, and finally disappeared completely.

An ordinary peasant woman, looking at her husband who had fallen at the door of her house, clenched her bloody hoe, her eyes filled with tears, but she never fell.

In an alley not far from her, there were many corpses, half of which were familiar neighbors, some were Northern Wei soldiers, and some were defenders of the city.

On this night, there were many ordinary people in Zhongli City like her and her husband, who were so afraid that they didn't dare to open the door at all, but only dared to hide in the corner of their home and shiver, but when those Northern Wei soldiers blocked the exhausted Southern Dynasty defenders in the streets and alleys to kill, when some courtyard gates were shattered in the battle, some people opened the door and rushed out, and then more and more people rushed out.

Death is the most feared thing for ordinary people.

But it is often also the most courageous thing.

The peasant woman saw some activity and she recognized who those people were.

As usual, she nodded to them from afar and greeted each other.

Then, like these people, she wiped the remains of her loved ones quietly, covered them with things, and then silently picked up the sword.

They knew that there were more Northern Wei armies waiting outside.

The war is not over.

What makes them really not frightened is because their lives have been shattered and what they cherish most is gone.

Now, they just want revenge.

......

A veteran of the Southern Dynasty is scooping porridge.

The porridge is very thick, and in the local dialect of Zhongli City, it is very thick.

The porridge is served with salted eggs and some pickles.

There are also some dry dough cakes.

If the porridge is thick, it will endure hunger.

This veteran soldier of the Southern Dynasty did not expect that after this sunrise, he could have such a leisurely time and come to have such a breakfast.

His hand trembled when he held the bowl, and he couldn't hold it evenly, but finally put the bowl on the stone in front of him and drank it with his mouth.

After a night of fighting, many people's hands were shaking, not because of fear, not because they had killed too many people, but because their physical strength was actually no longer able to support it.

It's just that every breath now, every sip of porridge, seems to be extra time in this life, so looking at the silent Northern Wei army on the other side, this old soldier of the Southern Dynasty sometimes smiles, and is always very satisfied.

Because there was time, because the blood in his chest and lungs, especially the blood of his dead companions, still seemed to be impenetrable in his mouth and nose, he drank very slowly.

When he finished drinking one bowl of porridge and began to drink the second bowl, he felt the pot in front of him tremble slightly.

He took a deep breath and looked into the distance behind the North Shore.

A faint cloud of smoke appeared at the end of his line of sight, then thickened and clearer.

There was a new Northern Wei army arriving.

Unlike the Northern Wei army that arrived before, this army carried many white reflections.

The smoke and dust are like dark clouds, and the army in the smoke and dust is like being stained with salt frost.

"It's the White Bone Army of Zhongshan Wang Yuanying. ”

Fei Yiling walked to Lin Yi's side, he looked at the army that spread in his sight with an expressionless face, "It's the majority of the White Bone Army, there should be no mistake in the military information obtained, come here, and then prepare to take over Zhongli, the commander who is preparing to fight with my northern border army, is the killing madman Yang Lu." ”

His voice was clear.

Most people on the north wall heard this section clearly.

The White Bone Army was originally famous and one of the most powerful elite armies in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

And the killing madman Yang Luo was one of the most famous generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Now many ordinary sergeants couldn't see clearly where the white reflection came from, but when they heard Fei Yiling say the name of this army, they all understood.

The Bone Army will use the enemy's bones as decoration, and will even grind the enemy's bones into powder and smear them.

There are less than 40,000 of the White Bone Army in total, and now there are at least 30,000 of them at a glance.

That's the real Bone Army.

It's just that I don't know why, maybe there were already 100,000 troops pressed here before, or maybe Lin Yi was still standing there silently, and now the Southern Dynasty sergeants on the city wall, looking at the arrival of this army, didn't have any special emotions, just a little numb.

......

Xi Ruyu left Jiang Xinzhou.

He rode in his chariot and met the army, then bowed his proud head at the horse, which had always been at the front.

"All my armies are under your control. ”

"I have only one request, when you start to order the siege of the city, I will be among the first people to attack the city, and I will challenge the general of the Tiece Army, Lin Yi. ”

He saluted, and then said.