Among the streets of Waiguo, Guangzhou, filled with the smell of fireworks and blood.

Wang Tianming waved a broken iron knife hard and chopped over an enemy who jumped down and attacked him again, kicking him to the street. He quickly held the head of another iron spear, and the flip knife cut off half of his bloody palm and lifted the other party's belly.

Then he snatched half of his body and hit the third enemy's arms again, enduring the pain of the cut on his shoulder, and pounded the opponent's storefront with a slight sound. The red and white instantly splashed and fell to the ground weakly.

After he slashed several people with a fierce aura like a tiger and a fierce kill, the enemy who was temporarily attacking the way was as if he was full of courage and was shocked by him. He suddenly fled. At this time, the forehead robes behind him who had settled their opponents and gathered again in groups of three or three to two to him.

But after experiencing this series of battles, he was still a little confused and puzzled. How could it be rare to have a weekend when he had a drink and had a dinner party with his fellow comrades and got drunk. This was the peaceful and peaceful Cantonese city that turned all over the ground overnight.

Wang Tianming was also inexplicably involved in this battle; a group of drunken people in the restaurant where he was, just woke up by the noise, saw the riots robbing and chasing the people on the streets;

Originally, they planned to wait and see the situation at a loss, but they didn't expect that these soldiers would throw torches at their home without saying anything, which made them poke a big hornet's nest; these soldiers who were full of anger but were not clear about it suddenly vented their anger on the other party's body, and cut and disperse them in a few seconds.

Then, after thinking about it, he blew the whistle to summon nearby friendly troops; but he didn't want to come over, not the patrol team or friendly troops, but more angry soldiers. Although they were wearing similar uniforms of the rebels, they were doing evil deeds and activities of burning, killing, abducting, and looting. Therefore, with Wang Tianming's position and habits in the army, he naturally fought without hesitation.

In addition to these suspected rebels, there are also many unknown armed personnel mixed with them, as well as rogues who are obviously robbed by fire and those who are strong and desperate, chasing and fighting on the streets of all sizes and big and small, fighting in chaos.

However, relying on his bravery and the equipment snatched from the chaotic troops, his ranks were mixed, and dozens of people, including friendly troops and fellow villagers, were injured, but none of them were lost or left behind halfway.

In fact, after a series of chaotic battles and pursuits, they were already lost; therefore they could only rely on the basic common sense of the professors in the army, try to identify the general direction, and keep circling and rushing around in the streets and alleys as dense as spider webs;

After dispersing and repelling several groups of riots, he finally heard a faint intermittent whistle again. Wang Tianming couldn't help but shook his spirit, and immediately winked at his companions. Then he saw the other party squatting down in a breath and holding his hands like a plate, allowing Wang Tianming to step on the wall and wait and see.

Just as the streets were shining with the ignorant fire, a mess of chaos and corpses had just ended; and a group of people and horses appeared on both sides of the spacious and long street, but the situation on both sides seemed to be a little bad; almost all their clothes were covered in blood and could not hide their fatigue, and were full of vigilance and fear.

"We are Sanjiang Army..."

One of the slowly approaching troops shouted first.

"We are from Baoshengjun..."

Another army responded when he saw this.

"These Sanjiang dogs are killed..."

Suddenly, there was a scattered scolding coming from the building, and a sparse rain of arrows flew over, and the soldiers running in front suddenly dropped. Then the two groups of people and horses that were about to approach were suddenly frightened, and they were still fighting fiercely when they were lightning.

Wang Tianming couldn't help but look at it and wanted to fly over to support him. However, after falling from the wall, he became calm again and began to think about the most suitable countermeasures and methods at the moment. After all, even if he joined the battle group, he could not change the situation of being attacked and provoked.

"Come with me..."

He couldn't help but have a decisive plan in his heart to tell the left and right.

"Go and find some useful objects."

Then he broke open a relatively wealthy wooden door of a private house nearby, and put his face on black and wore ragged clothes inside, screaming and crying, begging and wailing. He directly skipped the people who were cringing into a ball, and pushed all the tables, tables, stools, and furniture inside, down and put them out in a row.

Then he threw down a bag of money and stacked these utensils under a nearby building eaves as a place to climb and undulate. He went up to the roof one after another, and then jogged over several pieces of Lianhuan buildings. Wang Tianming finally saw the archers standing faintly on the roof. In addition to the usual blue robes of the rebels, they were all wrapped in gray turbans, and then they kept arching down.

"Kill these thieves who hurt people with hidden arrows..."

Amid a sudden roar of thunder, Wang Tianming suddenly crossed the gaps and obstacles on the roof, and crashed head-on into these "gray scarves" with both hands; it was like a fatal hurricane storm with the light of a knife.

Amidst an unexpected scream and scream, these archers leaning against the eaves of the gray towels shooting arrows, like fallen leaves swept by the strong wind, their bodies separated or their limbs fell down from the building.

After this sudden change and accident, the two people fighting on the street below finally stopped their cameras and retreated, dragging the bodies and wounded away, looking at the figures chasing and killing on the eaves, and from time to time, people stepping on the roof of the tiles and falling down and screaming in new changes.

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Compared with all kinds of people in the city who fought hard for their own destiny, Meng Kai, who was in the Great North Gate and the left-behind Guardian, had to be much more calm and composed;

On his bronze face, which was as if sandpaper had been polished, he was determined to be like a mountain and was determined to be calm and hesitant, just as if nothing in the world could impress or disturb him.

However, as time went by and the weather changed, his expression became more severe and heavy, and the left and right generals were suppressed by the invisible momentum and became more cautious in his words and deeds.

"It's so disastrous... There are only two battalions of people in a mere city to guard it, but they even said they couldn't get it down no matter what. They even asked me for siege equipment,"

"It's so ugly. I've just been relaxing outside the ridge for a few days and it's already become this absurd look... Is it possible to rob the whole city without any guidance, but I have even lost the courage and ability to attack the city and capture the village?"

"How come we usually climbed and lost those cities? Why did we have any equipment to use for me?"

Speaking of this, Meng Qi took a breath.

"I can give them all the support and equipment that are not effective."

"But if you can't attack Zicheng again and take down the key to Monk Xu, you'll die on the wall."

With this deadly order decision and the old camp people who set out to supervise the battle from here, the scattered people in the city were finally forced to be combined again, and a more intense bloody battle suddenly broke out on the besieged inner city wall.

After more than half a day of orders and a long and tormented waiting, Meng Qi suddenly felt a little uneasy, but he didn't know where to fall into the mistakes and mistakes, or the details that he had ignored.

He thought so that he took the initiative to walk up the city, and saw that the noise of Zicheng in the distance seemed to have faintly inserted a flag representing the order of a certain rebel army under his command; however, the uneasiness in his heart became increasingly serious, just like the story of being one of the generals of Huang Wang, following General Wang in the cage outside Zhengzhou City and being defeated by Lei Yinfu, the governor of Zhaoyi Army, as one of the soldiers of the army, as a soldier of the Huang Wang, was defeated by Lei Yinfu, the general of the Zhaoyi Army.

Then he finally remembered that, except for the southwest side of Linhai, he sent his eyeliners to various directions of the periphery to guard and patrol. It seemed that one or two routes had delayed their return, and it had been more than half a day.

Then, he couldn't help but feel a slap in his heart. He sent his troops to suppress and monitor the Sanjiang Army stationed outside the city, and it seemed that he had not sent him back to the notice after the deadline.
Chapter completed!