Tens of thousands of coalition soldiers howled and rushed towards the city gate, dying. At this moment, a fire suddenly flashed from the Langtou Mountain Fortress, and a loud thunderous sound was shocking the earth.

Immediately afterwards, the iron ball like a rainstorm fell down fiercely, and the crowded coalition soldiers immediately flew with blood and blood.

The coalition forces were shocked and couldn't help but stop, standing on the wilderness like a dumb goose. The second round of artillery attacks appeared again, and blood and flesh flew across the scene. Some coalition soldiers woke up, screamed strangely, turned around, and fled towards the formation in a hurry. This was like the first domino that fell down. The atmosphere of terror instantly spread, and tens of thousands of troops collapsed completely.

Seeing this scene, the clan leader was still like a dream. Wang Wen'an came to his senses and quickly yelled at the chief Mo beside him: "Although the enemy's artillery is sharp, as long as he rushes into the city, its power cannot be carried forward! The leader must not hesitate!"

Chief Mo finally came to his senses, glanced at the scene on the battlefield, couldn't help but feel fierce, waved his scimitar and roared, and then tens of thousands of coalition forces rushed straight towards the city gate.

Tens of thousands of coalition forces stared at the earth-shaking artillery fire and rushed forward subconsciously, and many people were panicked as if they were dreaming. At this time, the city gate seemed to be particularly anxious. "Why don't you put down the iron bar?" Kazakov asked angrily. An officer replied: "General, the explosion just now seems to have damaged the iron gate!" "What! Repair quickly!!" "Yes!" The officer commanded more than a dozen soldiers to pry it with all their might. Kazakov ordered the deputy general beside him: "Immediately transfer the spearmen to the city gate and wait for me in full force, and I have to hold it back no matter what!" "Yes." The deputy general Yingnuo said and ran down immediately.

Tens of thousands of coalition troops finally rushed to the city gate after paying a considerable price under the artillery and arrow rain. Everyone couldn't help but shout excitedly. The coalition soldiers passed through the city gate like a flood that opened the gate, but what appeared in front of them was the Ross spear square array that was waiting for battle.

The soldiers of the coalition did not hesitate and shouted violently, and then rushed into the head. The military formations with strict military formations roared together, and the first three rows of long spears were stabbed out together. The blood light suddenly appeared, and the more than a hundred coalition soldiers who rushed in the front were actually poked to death. This did not stop the coalition soldiers who were already in an excited state. The coalition soldiers continued to rush forward like a torrent, and the strange screams resounded throughout the sky, with a very amazing momentum.

The soldiers of the coalition were rushing forward unswervingly, while the Ross spear square formation relied on the formation to fight to the death. Because the terrain at the city gate was relatively narrow, the advantageous forces of the coalition could not be deployed, and both sides could only use considerable forces to fight. At this time, the Ross crossbowmen at high places were still shooting, and the soldiers of the coalition were often shot and fell down. In terms of overall situation, the advantages of the coalition soldiers were not very good.

As the battle continued, after paying a considerable price, the coalition soldiers gradually took the initiative on the battlefield, and the Ross army's spear defense line had already shown signs of collapse.

A scout petty horse came to the front of the leaders including Chief Mo, Hu Lie, Hu Jun Zhan, and others, and reported with excitement: "Report that our army is about to tear open the enemy's defense line!"

Everyone couldn't help but show excitement. As the leader of the alliance, the Chief Mo couldn't wait to order: "I ordered each of the four tribes to press forward and deal with them in one go!"

The flag danced quickly, and the 40,000 army screamed strangely. The Northern Xianbei and Liece's 20,000 troops reinforced the forces that were attacking the left and right city walls, while the 20,000 troops of the Tiger tribe rushed straight to the city gate. The roaring artillery could not stop the excited coalition soldiers at this time. There seemed to be no suspense at this time of the war.

The Northern Xianbei and Liece tribes rushed under the city wall, making the offensive even more fierce. Under the raindrop-like stones and wood, excited faces seemed to no longer take the death close at hand seriously. At this time, the 20,000 troops of the Tiger tribe rushed into the city gate. The Ross army, who was already at the end of their power, immediately felt a powerful force that was coming towards them, and they were about to collapse.

However, when the overall situation was settled, a loud clang sounded at the city gate. It turned out that the iron gate that was originally stuck suddenly fell down at this time. More than a dozen coalition soldiers who could not dodge died tragically under the iron gate.

This sudden situation immediately shocked the coalition soldiers entering the fortress, and the soldiers of the Ross couldn't help but feel a little motivated. At this time, Kazakov stood on a high place with a scimitar and shouted: "Kill all these rebels! Kill!!"

All the reserve troops of the Ross army rushed up from three sides, and the spearmen on the front cheered up again. Nearly 30,000 Ross army frantically fought back against the 30,000 coalition forces trapped in the city. After a moment, the frightened coalition soldiers in their hearts showed a look of dissatisfaction and slowly retreated towards the city gate.

A coalition soldier dropped his weapons and slapped the iron gate like a madman. The coalition's fighting will gradually disappear and eventually collapsed completely. Nearly 30,000 coalition soldiers rushed to the iron gate like madmen, and behind them were the soldiers of the Ross army who were ruthlessly killing. At this time, the coalition forces siege from the city wall still did not make any breakthroughs. The leaders watching the battle behind all changed their colors and were at a loss. Wang Wen'an had no choice at this time. After all, he was just the county magistrate of Jiuchen and had no experience in military affairs.

The chief who came to his senses shouted like a gambler who lost money: "The follow-up troops will come to me and attack the city wall!" The leaders of the other three tribes seemed to want to say something, but they still didn't say it in the end.

Tens of thousands of coalition troops rushed up howled, but the morale of the coalition troops was discharged at this time. Under the opponent's artillery fire, the tens of thousands of coalition soldiers were frightened. Finally, they rushed under the city wall and cooperated with the previous troops to attack the city wall.

The war lasted for nearly two hours, but the army attacking under the city walls still did not make any progress, but paid a very heavy price. At this time, the nearly 30,000 coalition forces trapped in the city were basically slaughtered, and thick plasma filled every corner of the city gate. The disgusting bloody smell stimulated every smell cell. More than a thousand coalition soldiers were still alive, and they looked a little crazy. When the red-eyed Ross army was about to kill the remaining more than a thousand coalition soldiers, Kazakov stopped them in time, and Kazakov had his own plans.

As the war developed to this point, the coalition forces no longer wanted to continue fighting. As the trumpet of retreat sounded, the exhausted siege army retreated like a tide.

The siege war on this day was over. In this day's battle, the price paid by both sides was amazing! Although the Ross army defeated the siege coalition, it paid nearly 10,000 casualties, and the number of casualties on the coalition forces was close to 60,000. Such a fierce battle was definitely unprecedented for the coalition tribe.

At night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, but it seems so gloomy to everyone.

The coalition soldiers gathered by the fire, no one spoke, and everyone had a trance on their faces. Obviously, they were very uncomfortable with such a tragic battle.

The leaders gathered in the tent to discuss matters, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing. After distributing the tent, Wang Wen'an returned to his tent and his followers came up.

"Sir, is the war today very unsuccessful?" the entourage asked with some concern.

Wang Wen'an nodded, sighed, took a sip of tea, and said, "The Ross cannons are sharp, the fortress is strong, and the army is well trained. Although the coalition forces are numerous, there are less than 100,000 of them who can fight, and the rest of the elderly, weak, women and children do not play much role at all! In today's battle, the coalition forces were too exhausted and their morale was broken. I'm afraid the next battle will be even more unoptimistic!"

"Then, sir, what should we do now?"

Wang Wen'an thought for a moment and ordered: "You should send a letter to Lord Jia Xu immediately to report the situation here, and I will try my best to stabilize the alliance of the four clans!"

The follower replied and hurriedly retreated.
Chapter completed!