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Two hundred and thirty-eight stick to(2/2)

"Shoot the arrow~"

"Shit ~"

Grasping a precious gap, the archer in front of the barrier quickly shot the wolf-toothed arrowheads that had been built at the enemy. Soon, a wail came from the front door. The heavy and burly bodies were meaninglessly broken in front of the door and slowly piled up...

“Uhhhhhhhh…”

A team of attacking slaves were about to hit the log onto the gate, but suddenly the rain of arrows falling from above the head hit the vital points in their bodies. When the log hit the gate, they all fell on the pile of corpses of their companions and started to wail in pain.

In fact, they have only one fate in the end, that is death...

"hateful……"

Seeing such a fierce attack, Murong Chao still couldn't capture the ruined castle. He sighed angrily, looked up at the gradually darkening sky, and knew that he could not capture the Shenggang Castle tonight, so he reluctantly ordered people to order a retreat...

“Woo~~”

The horn of retreat sounded, and the soldiers who were attacking heard the order, immediately rushed to the main camp like a tide like a tide.

"Aoao~~"

On the top of the fortress, the guards who witnessed the enemy retreating again cheered loudly to celebrate today's victory...

Calculate the time, Tuoba Yuhai and others have been in Shenggang Castle for more than seven days. Now they are just killing horses to satisfy hunger to barely overcome the problem of insufficient food.

"Hurry up and order people to collect some arrows. Tomorrow, the battle will be more intense..."

After Tuoba Yuhai briefly inspected the casualties, he said hello to Mu Li and walked into the fortress.
Chapter completed!
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