Chapter 178: Bloody Battle

Geng Shiyuan's knuckles turned white as he clenched the steel knife, watching his clansmen fall in a pool of blood, his eyes were red like fire, and he tried his best to suppress the bloodthirsty impulse in his chest. Because he knew that the fifty strong men behind him were the last counterattack force in the clan, and they must not be used in this war of attrition, and only by using them on the blade could they burst out with the most powerful power.

A number of ladders set up the wall, and the crazy Mongolian soldiers swarmed up like ants, and there were more good shooters behind them who kept throwing cold arrows to suppress the resistance of the people on the wall. This is the standard Mongolian siege model, but now it is used on a group of ordinary people, which shows the determination of the Mongols today, and also shows the madness in their hearts after being embarrassed and angry.

Blood splattered, staining the entire wall red in a moment, and everyone burst out with the madness of human nature buried deep in their hearts, where there was no mercy, and there was no fear, only a roar in the boiling blood, to kill the hostile side.

The Geng family has survived in the presence of jackals for hundreds of years, and it has gone through several troubled times, and it has its own reasons, especially the bloody nature buried deep in the blood. At this time, every Geng clan member on the wall had forgotten about life and death, and the weapons in their hands were clinging to the chest wall like steel, and their fire-breathing eyes could not release the anger in their chests. or slash, or smash, or stab...... They use the weapons in their hands to release the hatred of their enemies in their breasts, and use the blood of their enemies to fuel the anger in their breasts.

Arrows burst through the air, gold and iron clashed, shouts and screams mixed into the sky, and blood and fire ignited the ice field.

There are constantly people planting from the wall, and there are screams from the bottom of the heart, including Mongolian soldiers, there are also Geng clansmen, no one to pity them, even if there is, it is too late, because everyone is fighting to death, who knows if the next one will be themselves. Only by killing the enemies in front of you can you guarantee your survival.

A cloud ladder was suddenly overturned by several Geng clansmen, and suddenly there was a scream, several Mongolian soldiers who were kicking the ladder were suddenly broken and broken, and two unlucky ghosts under the ladder were smashed and the flesh was blurred, and suddenly the people who defended the city nearby let out a burst of cheers to celebrate their victory.

But at this moment, there was already a lot of danger not far away, and a Mongolian soldier had just reached out of his upper body, and he was greeted by a spear, the dazzling tip of which drew a straight line of death, and when he stabbed down in the chest, he was immediately pierced in half. Blood is spurring. The Mongol soldier didn't have time to let out a scream. Under the severe pain, his eyes were fiercely red.

This Mongolian soldier is indeed a ruthless man. Knowing that he was going to die, he mustered up the last strength of his body and slammed it upward, he grabbed the spear that pierced his body with both hands, and slammed into the Geng clan who made the gun. The Geng clansman's shot just now was already too strong, and his feet were already a little vain. Now he didn't have time to react in shock, he only screamed, and he had been knocked out of a few steps and fell on his back. The clansmen around him were shocked when they saw the situation, and immediately turned around and killed the Mongolian soldiers with swords and guns.

But they forgot that this was a battlefield, and that any mercy could be a big mistake, and in the blink of an eye, a Mongol soldier had jumped onto the wall. As soon as the Mongolian soldier reached the wall, he let out a loud shout and raised his knife to slash at a nearby Geng clansman.

The Geng clan member hurriedly turned around and raised his knife to resist, but he was able to block the knife of the Mongolian soldier, but he was still slashed by the scimitar in his arm. A piece of flesh flew up, and I couldn't help but scream.

All the Geng clansmen immediately woke up, and immediately stabbed the Mongolian soldiers at the same time.

The Mongolian soldiers were also brave, he shouted and fought hard to resist, how could he be invincible with two fists and four hands. In the blink of an eye, he had been shot twice. But the Mongolian soldier still fought to the death and did not retreat, but rushed forward with a fierce shout, slashed a spear, and cut off a Geng clan member with a spear and arm.

The Geng clan was even more stimulated, and at the same time shouted and was about to encircle and suppress together, when another Mongolian soldier climbed the wall.

The Mongol soldiers received reinforcements, and immediately clinged to their comrades and held the gap in the ladder and fell into a bitter battle with the Geng clansmen.

With the passage of time, a Mongolian soldier kept stepping on the wall along the ladder, of course, some people died in battle, and some people made up for it, but the Mongolian soldiers were more and more, and this section of the wall soon fell into danger.

Geng Shiyuan has always been closely watching every section of the walled wall, and as soon as he raised his hand but before he could speak, he heard Geng Zhong's loud voice explode behind him: "If I go, none of these things who don't know whether they are dead or alive will be able to get off the wall!"

Geng Shiyuan's face was calm, he knew that now there was a crisis in the wall, and it would soon shake the military spirit of the entire defense line, and now it was necessary to use a victory to improve the morale of the clansmen and strengthen everyone's determination to defend to the death. Geng Shiyuan nodded calmly to Geng Zhong, but his voice revealed the coldness of Senhan, and said: "Give you twenty people, be sure to kill none of these Mongolian Tatars, and use their blood to pay tribute to the heroic souls of our dead clansmen." ”

"Okay!" Geng Zhong's eyes were red, his answer was simple and clear, he raised the steel knife in his hand and shouted to the twenty strong people behind him: "Kill the Tartars! Kill them! Kill!" Before the words fell, he had already taken the lead in rushing out.

"Kill!" the twenty strong men shouted at the same time, and suddenly the sound shook the sky, and the sword light was even more dazzling, and the cold went straight to the gap in the defense line that was breached.

Geng Zhong is brave and brave, his original ability is quite good, and he has been practicing diligently a few days ago with the careful guidance of Mitu, and his martial arts have entered the country for thousands of miles, and now he has to deal with these Mongolian soldiers. He is half a head tall, and the steel knife in his hand weighs more than 80 catties. He shouted violently, the sound shook the entire defense line like rolling thunder, and the steel knife in his hand was like half a door panel, and all the Mongolian soldiers were killed by the knife. The loud shouts shook people's hearts, and pieces of blood flew up, which ignited the unyielding fighting spirit of all the Geng clansmen.

"Kill the Tartars, kill, kill, kill !!" first the twenty people behind Geng Zhong, but in the blink of an eye, the sound of shouting and killing resounded throughout the wall, and the Geng clan immediately launched a decisive counterattack.

A moment later, a cheer sounded, and the dozens of Mongolian soldiers who attacked the walled wall had been wiped out by Geng Zhong and others. The Geng clan took advantage of the situation to fight hard, and several crises on the wall quickly turned into safety.