"Who dares to stop me?"

The last soldier of Han Dazhi's flying squad shook the big knife in his hand and shouted, with that arrogant expression, he had the taste of a gangster who spoke wildly on the rivers and lakes.

He originally used a sword, but after going to the Qinghuo Society, he was influenced by the gang, so he switched to a knife, and found that the big sword was really more suitable for him than the long sword.

Most of the moves were realized by himself, opening and closing, slashing down, as if he was going to use all his strength, and the power was quite good.

The tactic of "the people going into battle" described by Zheng Dongping had not yet begun to be implemented, and the battle began.

The sky is getting dark, the city wall shouts and kills, the city wall has set up cloud ladders in many places, there are many people in each place, but there are not many people who are really attacking the city, it looks like attracting firepower, but if any section of the city wall dares to let go, the people who are watching will immediately climb up.

In the city, the Qinghuo will take the lead in attacking, and the soldiers are divided into two routes, one is to set fire everywhere to attract attention, and all the way to the north city wall, and soon sweep out a position.

Wei Xin and Jiang Minglun took the lead, covering the wall-climbing actions of the elite team and the good hands under the command of the mountain kings, and then joined the Qinghuo Society, setting off a bloody storm in the city.

"Han Sanshao, you save some effort, if you have three long and two short, it won't be fun!" Jiang Minglun looked at Han Dazhi's fierce knife technique, and the roots of his teeth hurt a little.

It's just a matter of killing a few minions, do you use the strength to eat milk?

Han Dazhi pursed his lips and said, "If you want me to say, this is a superfluous move, we are crushed by numbers, the overall situation has been decided, what kind of feint are you doing?"

Moreover, you are so good at it, of course you have to do more important things, and it is a waste of talent to follow me all the time on the streets!

Besides, let's charge into battle, what strength do you save, who dares to come up, naturally you need to cut to death, just that Captain Huo just now, even if you don't make a move, I am sure to kill him within a dozen knives!"

It was Li Wuchang's decision not to officially attack the city tonight.

Make a big fuss inside the city first, and feint in many places outside the city, try to attract attention as much as possible, so that the defenders of Fangling can't rest well, and tomorrow is the general attack.

Jiang Minglun scolded with a smile: "When the meeting was held, you obviously also participated, were you deserting at that time? No, you were the first to applaud the feint tactics!"

Han Dazhi smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Wei speaks one by one, and I am fascinated when I listen to it...... Since it's a stupid idea, of course I'm going to be the first to support it, and he won't make everyone suffer!"

Jiang Minglun patiently explained: "Although there are many of us, let's die less if we can die less, there will be a big test after taking Fangling City, of course, we must try to keep the foundation!"

The plan of feint attack outside the city was considered by Brother Shao, Brother Xun and Brother Wei at a deep level, in fact, it was not a feint, if there was a chance anywhere, it would still be hit...... Don't look stunned that you don't have much time to join the army, and people are also very arrogant, but they are still decent when it comes to tactics.

As for saving effort, I'll say okay first, I'm not preaching...... This level of battle, there are a large number of people, often hundreds or thousands, no more than small-scale battles in the rivers and lakes, relying not only on martial arts, but also on toughness, if you are surrounded, then I am afraid that you will cut your hands soft.

I followed the stunned Shao when Feng Yi hit Cong, I had a deep experience, many times I was fighting with one breath, what sword skills, grades, and positions, all stood aside, so if I could save some energy, I would save some energy!"

Han Dazhi thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about war, but if you can really die less of your own people, of course it's great, so let's do it!"

Then he looked left and right, and changed the topic: "It seems that we have killed several times, so which way should we rush now? Do you want to kill it directly to the Taishou Mansion and burn it with fire?"

It was getting late, and although many torches were lit, it was still difficult to tell the direction because of the chaos in the city and the thick smoke in many places.

Jiang Minglun glanced at it slightly, and found that there were fires several feet high in many places in the city, and the noisy shouts of killing everywhere were endless, and said: "There are enough people who set the fire, let's keep an eye on people, go in any direction, anyway, a few more votes will be almost enough, and then go to meet Brother Wei and them, and then find a relatively quiet place to sleep!"

Han Dazhi was stunned and said, "Sleep?"

Jiang Minglun said: "Of course! There are still several waves of action in the middle of the night, led by Lao Wu and Brother Xun, they are recuperating under the city! Basically, there is nothing for us to do, just leave the rest of the matter to the cheerleaders and shift wall climbing teams outside the city, and the defenders on the city wall will not be at peace all night, this is the advantage of having a large number of people and high morale, they can act in batches, and they are full of confidence, but the defenders of Fangling do not have that blessing!"

Han Dazhi said: "Cheerleaders, what are you guys talking about, why do I sound so weird, isn't it just some team of ghosts shouting and screaming at the top of their throats?"

Jiang Minglun rolled his eyes: "There are a lot of strange words there, if you are not used to it, you can also call them ghosts and ghosts!"

......

In the wee hours of the morning, the sky was just white.

The ghosts under the city continue to scream, which is irritating.

The defenders of Fangling on the city wall were haggard and exhausted, and they had been busy all night.

"His grandmother's, what the hell is that guy Li Wuchang doing? Did he shout when he attacked the city? Can he fight or not?"

There weren't a few fights, and they were basically quarreled all night, and everyone's conversations became patterns.

"Captain, the rebels over there are huge and may need support!"

"Speed up!"

"What about the people, what about the rebels?

"Uh...... They climbed the wall halfway up and went down again, and they didn't know what they were wearing on their heads, and they were fine if they fell down with a big rock, so they fell down the ladder and patted their butts and left!"

"His grandmother's, shoot arrows at Lao Tzu and shoot all the people who come close to him!"

"That...... They have already shot, and their backhand is a shield, and some of them are holding sandbags, laughing one by one, and saying thank you for sending arrows!"

"What's that?"

"Captain, it's shouting again, do you want to go over?"

"Grass, we only have 6,000 people, and not 60,000 people, is this trying to exhaust us?"

"Li Wuchang must be playing a trick of fiction and reality!"

"It must be trying to make us lose patience......"

"Or just ignore them?"

"How can you ignore it, what if they do hit it?"

"It's better to go to the street and fight to the death with those gangs of arsonist maniacs, it's been a few hours, and you can't go up or down!"

“......”

I played like this monkey show all night.

Li Wuchang, who was full of spirit, jumped onto the city wall, clenched his right hand without regrets, looked at all parts of the city, and said lightly: "After today, Fangling City will be ours, everyone, kill with me!"

"Kill!"