The commander of the Xixia army in charge of attacking Xicheng was Li Binglie who failed in the first battle. Just as Brother Richard repeatedly begged Li Ganshun for the last chance, Li Binglie also begged repeatedly and finally got the opportunity to lead 15,000 troops to attack Xicheng.

Li Binglie had already been full of anger, but he learned from the previous lessons and delayed the soldiers' siege as much as possible. Instead, he used long-range siege to strike the city, making full use of the power of catapults and artillery and the rich fire fighting experience of the Western Xia army.

Li Binglie's strategy was undoubtedly successful. The mistake of the Song army commander defending the city created an opportunity for him. The long-range fire attack was extremely successful. The fire on the top of the city forced the soldiers guarding the city to retreat. There was no Song army guarding the city wall a mile long.

"Bang the drum to attack the city!" Li Binglie was so excited that he trembled all over and shouted loudly.

‘Dong!Dong!Dong!’ The sound of war drums that shook the sky and the earth was ringing rapidly.

Ten thousand Xixia soldiers launched an attack. They carried the siege ladder and pushed the huge cloud ladder, rushing like a craze. Li Binglie led the way and rushed to the front, waving his sword and running towards the city wall a hundred steps away. He wanted to become the first Xixia warrior to attack Shizhou City.

At this time, the chief general of the Western Xia army, Li Cha, also saw the opportunity to Xicheng. The fire had already swallowed the Xicheng city tower. There were no soldiers above the city gate. The opportunity to attack the city gate came. He ordered urgently: "Strike the city ram and knock open the gate!"

Two hundred soldiers came out of the army carrying a giant siege ram that was six feet long and slowly headed towards the city gate. More than a thousand soldiers on both sides raised shields to protect them tightly.

Although Yao Zhongwen was dismissed, the deputy general of Xicheng was still there. Seeing that the situation was critical, Zhang Jun shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

The Song army could not rush into the sea of ​​fire, so they could only shoot arrows to the Xixia soldiers rushing down from both sides to the city.

Although the fire on both sides was still rapid, the fire in the area about 300 feet wide in the middle had weakened. However, the Song army was blocked by the fire and could not rush over. Zhang Jun was helpless and stomped his feet in a hurry.

Siege ladders began to set up the city wall, and thousands of Xixia soldiers climbed up the siege ladders bravely. Shizhou's defense was already at stake.

At this moment, Li Yanqing led 300 elite intelligence battalions soldiers to come and rushed over. Zhang Jun hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, but Li Yanqing had no time to greet him. Seeing that the figures of Xixia soldiers had appeared on the top of the city, he immediately furiously said: "The enemy has already gone to the city, why not kill the enemy?"

"Please see if you join the army!"

Zhang Jun pointed to the fire and said anxiously: "We are anxious but we can't help but have no choice!"

Li Yanqing glanced at him and saw hundreds of buckets of water coming from the corridor. He raised his bow and arrow order high and said, "Water me from my head!"

Two soldiers carried a bucket of water and poured it down from Li Yanqing's head. Li Yanqing turned around and shouted, "Come with me and hold your breath!"

He jumped into the sea of ​​fire and rushed towards the middle of the city. The soldiers followed suit, wet their bodies with water, and jumped into the fire without hesitation. Zhang Jun was stunned and looked back at his soldiers. His courage suddenly increased and he shouted: "Water me!"

Li Yanqing ran out of the sea of ​​fire, and three Xixia soldiers more than ten steps away discovered him and rushed towards him. Li Yanqing opened his bow and arrow. Unexpectedly, with a tense sound, the bow string was burned. The nearest spear was less than two feet away from him, and the tip of the spear pierced the door.

In desperation, Li Yanqing threw away the broken bow, drew out the thick-backed short sword, turned around, avoided the sharp stab of the spear, waved the short sword, and "Crack!" A big head flew out, and then rolled forward, avoided the other two spears, and slashed away with a fierce sword. One of the soldiers' left foot was cut off by him, and the soldier screamed and fell down.

The third soldier took two steps back in fear, turned around and ran away. Li Yanqing raised his hand and shot out a flying knife, shooting into the head of the Xixia soldiers from behind. The Xixia soldiers fell to the ground.

At this time, hundreds of Xixia soldiers on the top of the city discovered Li Yanqing and shouted to come to him. Li Yanqing picked up the copper spear on the ground, shouted and killed him head-on.

At the same time, three hundred soldiers from the intelligence battalion rushed through the sea of ​​fire. When they saw the master general rushing towards the enemy alone, they also shouted and rushed towards the enemy. They fought fiercely on the top of the city.

The Song soldiers fought very well. They divided the troops into two groups, and two hundred men went to fight fiercely with the enemy troops who had already entered the city. The other one hundred were divided into ten teams. Under the leadership of the team leader Zhou Jie, they blocked the cross siege ladders and stopped the new enemy troops from entering the city.

Li Yanqing waved his spear and killed five people in a row. The last spear pierced the opponent's body, but the tip of the spear was stuck in the opponent's armor. He simply threw away the spear, picked up a shield, and fought fiercely with the enemy with a thick-spined short sword. Although short weapons were generally at a disadvantage, Li Yanqing's sharp and fast sword technique was more flexible and faster than the spear.

At this time, a scream came from not far behind him. Li Yanqing heard the voice of the leader Zhou Jie. When he turned around, he saw a Xixia general wearing heavy armor and silver helmet standing on the city wall and slashing Zhou Jie to death with one knife. This man was very skilled in martial arts and was surrounded by more than a dozen Song soldiers without any disadvantage. He killed several Song soldiers in succession.

Li Yanqing also knew that his martial arts was not the opponent of the Xixia general. He would definitely die if he rushed forward. He rolled over and had already grabbed a stone chess piece in his hand. Li Yanqing had no problem with using a flying knife to deal with ordinary soldiers, but he was a little slow to deal with a general with a strong martial arts skill and was easily avoided by the opponent.

His flying stone is faster, more accurate, and more handy than the flying knife, and he almost hits every shot.

Li Yanqing raised his hand in the dark, and the flying stone shot out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the eyes of the general of Xixia.

This Xixia general was Li Binglie, the chief general who attacked Xicheng. Li Binglie is the nephew of the Xixia king Li Qianshun. He is only eighteen years old this year. He has received guidance from a famous teacher since he was a child and has practiced extremely powerful martial arts. A 60-pound sword weighing terrifyingly made him superb and is known as one of the three tigers in Xixia.

Li Binglie's personality is as violent as his name, and he wants to be the first to rush into Shizhou City. He led the way to kill the city, but put himself in danger.

Li Binglie was so excited that he was killed, but unexpectedly, a flying stone blinked in front of him. It was too late to hide. With a "bang!", the flying stone was hitting the bridge of his nose, and immediately smashing the bones of his nose to pieces. His scream of "Ah!" made his eyes unable to open. The big knife in his hand slowed down slightly. The Song soldiers surrounding him would not miss this opportunity. More than a dozen spears pierced into his body at the same time.

Li Binglie screamed and died tragically under the spear of the Song army soldiers.

The fire was slightly inferior, and Zhang Jun also led more than a thousand Song soldiers to rush through the flame barrier and joined the battle. Their arrival immediately reversed the situation of equal strength and killed hundreds of Xixia soldiers to retreat step by step, with corpses everywhere, fewer and fewer, and annihilation was a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, there was a dull sound from the ground, and the entire city began to shake, and the soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

Li Yanqing suddenly realized something, and hurriedly held the city wall and looked at the city gate. He saw hundreds of Xixia soldiers holding a huge siege ram and hitting the gate, looking like an extremely huge centipede.

Li Yanqing was anxious and ordered: "Take a stone down!"

But above the city gate was the most burning place. The Xixia army threw a large amount of tinder oil above the city gate, and the soldiers could not get through at all. Li Yanqing grabbed a bow and shot an arrow at the enemy who hit the door. A soldier fell down.

Dozens of soldiers next to them followed suit and shot arrows, but the enemy was too far away and the arrows were useless. The Xixia soldiers shouted and rushed forward. Another dull sound was shocking. The city wall shook violently again, and the bricks and gravel fell down.

Even Li Yanqing was desperate. He knew that the city gate would be broken when he came again. The Xixia soldiers in the distance were cheering and thunderous. Brother Richard personally led 10,000 elite cavalry to cross the pontoon bridge and rushed towards the west city quickly.

Just as the Xixia soldiers were about to hit the third time, an accident happened. A dense rain of arrows shot down from the city. The arrows were extremely strong, shooting through the guard shields and enemy leather armor. Screams were everywhere, and the siege rifle could not be held. They landed on the ground and rolled down the hillside.

The sudden accident stunned everyone. Time on the battlefield seemed to have frozen, and Yang Zaixing shouted: "Cum again!"

The second round of powerful crossbow arrows were shot out. More than 30 steps had just escaped, hundreds of soldiers were shot down by dense rain of arrows. More than a hundred soldiers attacking the city rail fled back to their original formation. The rest of the soldiers were all shot and killed by the powerful crossbow of the Song army's divine arm.

Yang Zaixing and a thousand crossbowmen arrived in time and saved Shizhou City at the most critical moment. Thousands of Song troops on the west city were cheering, and the soldiers hugged each other tightly with excitement.

In the distance, when the King of Western Xia, Li Qianshun, saw that his achievements were defeated, he couldn't help but sigh and ordered: "Get off the troops!"

‘Dang!Dang!Dang!’

The bell of the Western Xia army's withdrawal rang. Brother Richard looked at the towering Shizhou City in despair. He knelt on the ground, covered his face and cried bitterly.

Tens of thousands of Song troops on the top of the city cheered together, cheering for the hard-won victory. Zhong Shidao was so excited that he burst into tears. He knew that the Western Xia army could no longer capture Shizhou City.
Chapter completed!