...

"Roll the wood~"

"Let it go~"

"Boom~"

In Cui Liang's defense line, the fierce battle continued. As one shield after another reached the corner of the city, more and more Monroe slave troops began to climb upwards along the crossbow spears on the thick walls.

Just as the slave had climbed halfway, the thick ropes of two sections of rolling wood that had been hanging on the stack wall rubbed against each other along the stack, smashing the wood with spikes down hard.

"Click~"

"Bang bang bang ~"

The rolling wood fell rapidly and sank strongly, breaking two crossbow spears directly, and taking advantage of the situation, he lifted the three climbing slaves to the ground, and fell into pieces of meat paste.

"Pull it back~"

He Ji grinned and pulled the thick rope at one end of the rolling wood tightly, directing his companions behind him to quickly turn the winch and pull the rolling wood back.

After finally recovering the rolling wood, He Ji was still in the future and took a breath, and suddenly a whistling through the air came from his ears...

"Swish~"

"Puff~"

Just next to He Ji, a sword and shield hand just poked his neck and looked out the trunk. A galloping wolf-tooth arrow pierced the cheek. Without even a humming sound, it was overturned to the ground and disappeared in an instant.

"Don't suffer this in your next life..."

He Ji and the others hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly huddled in the corner of the wall, looked at the companion who was so angry that he murmured in a low voice, and then nervously glanced out from the side of the mercedes...

"Stone, smash~"

On the other side, Du Zhenxiao roared, picked up a stone and rushed to the edge of the wall under the cover of the sword and shield hands, and pointed it at a half-climbed slave Mengluo on the forehead.

"Bang~"

With a loud bang, a blood mist suddenly rose in the head of the climbing slave. Then he loosened his hands and fell straight down. Finally, he fell on a heavy shield car, making a slight shaking...

"Du~"

However, while Du Zhenxiao threw out the stone, a heavy wolf-toothed arrow rushed to his face. Fortunately, the sword and shield hand next to him reacted quickly and had already had a premonition of danger. One hand instinctively pulled him behind him, and the other hand raised the shield to block it, helping Du Zhenxiao escape the disaster.

"Huh~~"

Du Zhenxiao sat behind the wall in shock, breathed a long sigh. After gasping, he smiled with the sword and shield hand who sacrificed his life to protect him as a greeting.

The sword and shield covered his head with the shield, leaned over his body and slowly moved to Du Zhenxiao, and whispered: "Baichang, this is not a solution. The arrows shot by the Monroe are too accurate. In just a while, we have dozens of brothers who have seen blood, so we can't raise our heads at all. It's better than us..."

"Shut up~" Du Zhenxiao interrupted the sword and shield hand tiredly, "It's just the beginning. The Monroe people's dead soldiers and personal soldiers have not yet been dispatched, so he is thinking about giving up? I still want to kill a few dead soldiers to get the silver reward and go home to have fun..."

The sword and shield hand hurriedly said, "You have misunderstood by Baichang. What I mean is whether you can light up the beacon. If this continues, it will be a disaster. Why not talk to General Cui Shen?"

When Du Zhenxiao heard this, he thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that the sword and shield hand was right, so he told him, "Stay here and don't move around. I'll go and discuss it with General Cui Shen..."

After saying that, he lowered his head and crawled towards where Cui Liang was...

“Hey~~”

On He Ji's side, the hanging roller wood fell down again, bringing a tragic slap on the thick wall, and then worked together to pull it back to its original position. The hard roller wood was stained with blood and emitted a boiling and fishy smell, which made people disgusting.

After finally pulling the rolling wood back, he cooperated with He Ji to pull the rope and joked with a smile: "Old He, after this battle, let's take me to participate in your daughter and the wedding ceremony? It's also good to see what that looks like..."

"Swish~puff~"

However, at this moment, a cold arrow shot into the city. Before He Ji could speak, his companion's forehead was instantly blown through by a heavy arrow, and boiling blood splattered his face.

"Let's go down~"

"Shit..."

Before he could react, He Ji immediately directed his companions to crawl on the ground together. As soon as his head was lowered, a sharp rain of arrows roared past his head.

"I'm sorry, brother, my daughter's gift for the hairpin can only invite you again in the next life..."

Looking at his companion who was shot through the cloth helmet not far away and fell into a pool of blood and died with his eyes closed, He Ji sighed helplessly.

Life and death are just like this moment. A person who was still alive in the previous moment may be separated by yin and yang in a sentence or two. War is so cruel and ruthless, enough to force a normal person into an absolute madman.

However, the war still needs to continue. If the Monroe people outside the pass do not retreat, the battle will continue. He Ji has to grit his teeth and overcome his inner fear even for his own relatives.

On the other side, Du Zhenxiao braved the rain of arrows to Cui Liang's location and shouted loudly: "General Cui Shen~"

However, as soon as he shouted, Cui Liang interrupted him ruthlessly and roared back: "What are you doing here! Get back and guard!"

Du Zhenxiao replied: "General Cui Shen, the enemy's Monroe arrows are too fierce and accurate. The brothers are suffering heavy casualties. It is better to light the beacon fire and let the military governor send crossbowmen to support them~"

Cui Liang was stunned when he heard this, turned around and looked at the beacon tower, then pulled Du Zhenxiao's clothes and said loudly: "Go quickly, burn the yellow flames, and need the support of the military governor's crossbowman..."

"Abide by the order!"

Du Zhenxiao roared and immediately ran to the beacon tower to execute the order, while Cui Liang continued to force the defenders to resist the attacks of the Luo people outside Xuanwu Pass.

Soon, a gust of yellow smoke rose from the beacon tower, and with the cold wind blowing, it began to spread everywhere and soon soared above Xuanwu Pass.

...

At the same time, before the main gate of Xuanwu Pass, the battle was also fierce...

"Warriors, rush over~"

Samadhira personally led people to avoid the baptism of arrows on the switch wall. He finally climbed over the first wire mesh and looked back at the bloody iron mesh array. His mouth twitched, raised the narrow arc knife in his hand again, and rushed towards the second iron mesh defense line with the surviving slave army.

On the wall, Liu Ce held a look-up mirror in his hand, looked at the crazy situation of Samodra, and shouted coldly: "Who nailed that madman to the ground for me!"

Upon hearing this, a guard immediately took the crossbow handed over by his companion. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, his big hands stopped him.

But Zhang Dingbian held an iron-tied bow in his hand and said to the guard soldier with a firm look on his face: "The number of crossbow arrows is limited, so let's get down with such a small character!"

The soldiers of the Guards looked at Liu Ce after hearing this. Seeing that Liu Ce was still holding a mirror and staring at the situation outside Xuanwu Pass, they ignored him and silently retreated aside.

Zhang Dingbian immediately pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver pot and put it on the bowstring and pulled it apart. His cold eyes locked on Samodra.

Instant...

"Bang~"

The iron body raised its bow, which seemed to bring endless air waves, and the speeding and rotating arrow feathers were like a whistle of a green dragon, flying to Samodra at an incredible speed.

"Puff~"

Samodra just squatted down and planned to cross the second fortification arranged by barbed wire, but suddenly felt a suffocating resistance coming from his chest, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, a sound of metal shattering came from my ears, and a cold chill poured into my body, as if I was about to freeze and solidify my blood.

Cold, biting cold...

Samadhira only felt that this moment was the coldest moment since he came to this world. His cold body was like an ice sculpture and could not move, and his cold breathing began to be extremely difficult...

Apart from the cold, there was only pain, heart-wrenching pain, and Samodra felt that his heart seemed to explode.

The cold wind and cold arrows poured into his body quickly stripped away the heat from his body. Finally, he shook it a few times and fell heavily before the iron net...

"Good arrow ~"

Seeing all this, Liu Ce put down the mirror in his hand and sincerely praised Zhang Dingbian, which made Zhang Dingbian's waist straighter.

"The commander is dead~"

The death of Samodra immediately caused chaos in the slave army siege outside Xuanwu Pass. For these slaves, the backbone was his leader. Now, as soon as the leader died, he immediately became panicked, running around like headless flies, and at the same time spreading his inner anxiety and fear to others.

"Shoot the arrow~"

Liu Ce would certainly not miss this opportunity when he took advantage of the chaos to fight back. Although he couldn't hear clearly what the Mengluo slave soldiers were calling in Hu language, judging from their current performance, the iron-armored Hu man Zhang Dingbian shot and killed was definitely of great importance among them.

"Shit ~"

"Puff puff puff puff~"

“Ah~~”

The rising rain of arrows fell again on the at a loss of slaves outside Xuanwu Pass. A pool of blood bloomed on them instantly, delicate and cruel.

The terrifying miserable voices of those slaves permeated the entire sky, and they never stopped for a long time...

At this time, Jiao Luo pointed to the yellow wolf smoke rising from the side and said to Liu Ce: "Mr. Military Governor, Langyan, it seems that Cui Liang and the others need help..."

When Liu Ce looked at him, his eyes instantly became extremely hot. After a little thought, he immediately ordered: "Sorry Wei Dian to bring one hundred guard soldiers to support Cui Liang immediately, and notify Nie Yuanqun to transfer all his men to the main gate. This military supervisor will defend the situation, so don't worry!"

"Abide by the order!"

Jiao Luo roared and took the order and ran directly to Wei Ding's position.

At this time, Wei Ding was sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, waving his two iron halberds in his hand boredly, as if the bloody battles outside the city had nothing to do with him.

He loved fighting, and when the enemy outside the pass was blocked by barbed wire, he felt extremely bored. Just as he felt that today was about to pass like this, Jiao Luo appeared in front of him.

"The Military Supervisor has an order! You can quickly bring one hundred guards and fifty-armed crossbows to quickly go to support Cui Liang's troops. If you are surprised, you will ask me!"

After Jiao Luo left a sentence with a rough voice, he immediately deployed to Nie Yuanqun to convey Liu Ce's orders.

"Damn it's finally my turn to play!"

After a brief shock, Wei Ding rushed up from the ground with bloodthirsty excitement flashing on his ferocious cheeks.

He raised his hand and shouted to the 100 guard soldiers around him, "Get up, prepare to work! Let me listen to it. I don't want any military merits this time. I don't care about whoever wants to take them, but the Monroe must make me enjoy the fun. No one is allowed to rob me. Do you know? Let's go!"
Chapter completed!