Ye Qianxue didn't know that Mo Shaoying behind her was so weak that she couldn't even stand steadily, but even if she knew it at this moment, she wouldn't regret it, because the situation in front of her could no longer allow for any other thoughts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, if someone overlooks the whole of Luoyang from the air, they can see that the three city gates in the east, west and south of Luoyang have been surrounded by 20,000 legions.

The brilliant fire bombs swooped into the city like a fire dragon dragging its flame tail, and it was like a giant marble wrapped in flames that fell into the city from three directions, rolling down to the city walls, the streets, and even the roofs of a private house somewhere!

These places hit by fire bullets were undoubtedly ablaze with exception, and the majestic fire brought out a series of hot and bright "fire lines" along the path of the boulder fire bombs.

These "firing lines" lit up Luoyang, and a faint smell of burnt paste wafted in the air, and the whole city seemed to have taken root in hell.

Of course, the archers on the three walls of Luoyang, east and west, and south of the city were not to be outdone, and the arrows in their hands were all rockets soaked in grease and linen tied in advance.

Although these rockets are not as good as ordinary arrows in terms of range, as long as they are shot on the body, they will inevitably ignite the clothes around them, and the lethality will undoubtedly go to a new level.

And rockets like this were fired continuously under the city by the archers on the three walls.

The rockets were as dense as a rain of fire, and every breath was harvesting the lives of the enemy soldiers, but for the vast crowd under the city, this was just a drop in the bucket.

Yes, there are too many enemy troops!

The most stressed is undoubtedly the section of the city head at the South City Gate.

The first day of the first month did not send 20,000 soldiers to besiege the city on all sides, but only sent 4,000 soldiers on the east and west sides to feint, and the remaining 12,000 soldiers were waiting solemnly outside the south wall.

Of course, the first year of junior high knew that a section of the city wall did not need so many people to fight for it.

Therefore, on this wall, a phalanx of 4,000 people was thrown into the first place, but the rest of the people were not idle in the rear.

But at this moment, Mo Zhongqing on the city wall couldn't see what they were doing in the dark night.

He slashed open the throat of a Celestial Star Army officer with a single sword, the damage was shallow, and it didn't seem to have pierced the blood vessels in the room.

The officer clutched his throat and glared at him in disbelief, but then raised his shield and broadsword and slashed head-on again.

Mo Zhongqing frowned, and saw an arrow flying out from the right side, piercing the officer's neck, followed by a flower in front of him, and saw Lu Wengong rushing over, and kicked the person who looked like an officer off the city wall with a flying kick.

Lu Wen glanced at Mo Zhongqing without speaking, and after cutting down a local soldier who emerged from the ladder, he said to several soldiers behind him: "Come on, push the ladder!"

Under this order, the three or five city leaders pushed down the ladder that the officer had sworn to protect with all their might.

At this time, there were still dozens of enemy soldiers climbing on the ladder, and they were pushed off the city wall like a string of giant sugar gourds, and smashed on the heads of the Celestial Star soldiers under the city.

Mo Zhongqing could even hear their dying screams and screams from the noisy air.

Yes, this is war!

Someone dies every minute and every second, and all kinds of different deaths are staged back and forth on this section of the city wall!

Lu Wengong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the cloud ladder fall, then he turned around, patted Mo Zhongqing's shoulder, and said slowly: "Young man, you are a good person! You are a young man, and thank you for disobeying the order of the county lord and rescuing the old man from the enemy, but this section of the city does not need a soft-hearted young man, and it needs a ruthless soldier who can stab a knife into the opponent's heart!"

Mo Zhongqing didn't refute, he knew that Lu Wengong was not wrong!

Before he infiltrated the front camp of the Tianxing Army, he changed his mind out of kindness and saved Lu Wengong and others, but because he saved them, more soldiers who came to answer him died.

But this does not mean that Mo Zhongqing is harming people, his original intentions are good.

Mo Zhongqing had not received military training in this area before, if he put aside his identity as a disciple of Cloud Trace Mountain and a hot chivalrous heart, then he was an outright ordinary person.

An ordinary person will hesitate and be tortured by his conscience before killing someone, not to mention that he still has to aspire to become a chivalrous man who helps others?

Mo Zhongqing is far from being able to rise from a "chivalrous man" to a "national hero".

But that didn't stop him from making a choice.

He had taken a firm step, dodging the stray arrows all the way and catching up with Lu Wengong.

Lu Wengong turned his head in surprise, glanced at it and said, "What, you figured it out?"

Mo Zhongqing shook his head clearly: "Not yet, but that doesn't prevent me from protecting you." ”

"You want to protect the old decay?"

"Hmm!"

Mo Zhongqing glanced at the devastated Luoyang City, and simply replied: "Duke Lu is a good person, and my sword protects a good person!"

Lu Wengong looked at him deeply and didn't speak, the form on the battlefield didn't allow him to do this, maybe he should have a good talk with this young man after the war, but it was definitely not now!

Lu Wengong incorporated him into his team.

And this team of 100 people is running back and forth in the regional city head in charge, and their task is to block the defensive "hole" that may appear at any time in the city head of their own area.

And although there are several other teams of 100 people like Lu Wengong's "fire brigade" at the head of the city, the danger of letting the other party set up a ladder and successfully ascend to the head of the city like Fang Cai has actually been staged all over the city.

......

The first day of the first year looked at the city with a blue face, listening to the messengers running back and forth around him to deliver all kinds of news.

Although they had a great advantage in strength, it was not easy to break through the walls in a short period of time. This made him, who has always been calm, a little anxious.

You must know that the young marshal is still uncertain about life and death in that ice cover, if the young marshal is unfortunately defeated and captured by that woman, it will be nothing less than a nightmare for the Celestial Star Army.

The gate of the southern city was smashed by our siege vehicles, but the passage inside it had already been blocked by the enemy with huge stones! It could not be cleared in a short time. ”

At the beginning, there was a flash of green energy: "What about the situation on both sides? Why hasn't there been any news of the city breaking so far?"

"The enemy resistance is stubborn, and Vice General He and Vice Tang have not yet received good news!"

"How many 'well stops' have been built?"

"Four! The others are still being assembled and inspected. ”

"Don't wait, pass on my military order, go to the well array!"

......

"Doo!"

Mo Zhongqing cut off a cloud ladder leaning against the head of the city with a sword, and the cloud ladder leaning on the city wall was slanted, but it did not fall.

The heart of the Tianxing sergeant who was climbing in the ladder was slightly wider, but he didn't know that Mo Zhongqing suddenly jumped out of the city with a volley, glared at the ladder fiercely with a beautiful roundabout kick, and grabbed the arrow battlement of the city wall with both hands and turned it back just as his body was about to fall.

With a strange "creak" sound, the ladder made an arc on the city wall and fell diagonally to its side.

"Well done!"

Lu Wengong patted Mo Zhongqing's shoulder to show his appreciation, and the soldiers beside him all cast envious glances.

They all knew that with Mo Zhongqing's skills and cultivation, if they really wanted to mix up an official and a half-position in the army, it would be very simple.

Suddenly, a stray arrow struck a soldier who was smiling at him, and the soldier fell to the ground with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Everyone looked at the arrow around his neck and it was incredible—this arrow was actually a crossbow arrow, and the angle of the tip of the crossbow was actually flat!

You must know that this is the head of the seven-zhang high city in Luoyang, how to shoot crossbow arrows flat?

Don't be kidding, okay, is the other party the same group of swordsmen of the Kunlun faction who will fly in the air?

Therefore, experienced soldiers all thought of the possibility in their hearts.

"It's the siege well! Find the shield of the arrow battlement stone wall!"

After Lu Wengong shouted out this common answer, he pulled Mo Zhongqing over and hid behind a city wall.

Mo Zhongqing just wanted to turn his head sideways to take a look at the appearance of the 'well block', but unexpectedly, a crossbow arrow accidentally hit the arrow stack stone brick in front of him, and the flying stone chips instantly spilled his face.

There is no doubt that if there is no arrow battlement at the head of the city to block him, Mo Zhongqing believes that this crossbow arrow will easily pierce his head.

And this kind of extremely penetrating crossbow arrow obviously smashed on the outer walls of the arrow stacks like raindrops, setting off a "white mist" composed of stone powder.

Everyone could only cower inside the wall, not daring to show their heads and fight back.

When the attack gradually subsided, Lu Wengong took advantage of the interval between the opponent's attacks and suddenly shouted:

"Bunny cubs, get up and shoot it for me, see that ugly thing, light it, light it!"

As he spoke, Lu Wengong took the lead in grabbing the empty crossbow on the side, and suddenly got up and fired back.

And the soldiers who reacted at this moment also leaned on the arrow battlements of the city wall to counterattack, but the situation was still not optimistic.

Because the other party has too many "wells".

In the hazy night moon, through the rockets flying around, there was a row of wells with a height of eight zhang and shaped like a wooden tower from thirty zhang away.

The well was painted with green paint, and after the moonlight, the whole body was glowing with a miserable blue luster, as if a walking giant beast had suddenly joined the battlefield.

And there is a distance of about three or four zhang between each well, and it is roughly estimated that there are as many as twenty-three.

The 'armament' on four of the wells is more neat, and the most conspicuous is a long wooden plank three feet taller than the well itself, and the four sides of the plank are wrapped in iron sheets.

Needless to say, this plank can be used as a "block" when moving, and if it is close to the city wall, it can be used to bridge the head of the city and carry out an aerial siege.

At this time, a three-square-meter platform behind the planks was full of crossbowmen, and the second floor below it was also covered with crossbowmen on standby, and as long as there was a vacancy on the upper floor, it would be filled immediately.

Mo Zhongqing couldn't help but feel a little dry at the corners of his mouth when he looked at these wells, he knew that the real danger had just begun.