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"Tata——" The first row of many warriors under the city wall, who cooperated with each other tacitly, bowed forward and used their backs to build a human wall for the people behind them.

"Put down the log!" Song Wei looked solemn, raised his right hand and put it down suddenly.

Dozens of soldiers rushed forward, lifted up the logs that had been prepared in advance, and pushed them down over the heads of the enemies who were climbing up the city wall.

"Coax--" The logs were taken out from under the eaves. They have neat appearance, heavy weight and thick density.

Such a heavy log instantly hit several Japanese warriors below, but the large number of people on the other side instantly submerged the log under their feet.

There is no oil in the entire Songjiang County, and half of the eaves are empty - these logs have been used as beams for decades.

Now in Songjiang County, all the people are in arms, all the big rocks have been thrown away, and even the beams of the houses have been turned into weapons.

In the blink of an eye, five Japanese warriors with red silk wrapped around their heads climbed up the city wall.

Several people jumped up and looked at each other. It seemed that they had already planned. So the three of them went straight to kill Song Wei who was protected by several guards, while the other two quietly moved towards the bottom of the city wall.

Song Wei had quick eyes and quick hands, and he could see the intentions of the other two Japanese warriors at a glance. He immediately shouted: "Hold!"

After that, he raised his spear and completely ignored the three warriors who were attacking him. He was like a black shadow and rushed directly behind the two warriors who were trying to open the city gate.

Song Wei's martial arts skills were not high, but he had perseverance that no one else had. He had been awake for three consecutive days. Now in his fifties, not only had his physical strength not deteriorated, but his martial arts skills had become more refined.

His son was already dead. He blocked a fatal flying sword for him, and then his body fell under the city wall. The Japanese people cut off his head and hung it on a big flag.

Several guards quickly blocked Song Wei behind him to stop the enemies behind him and solve his worries.

The county guard will never fall, just like the auspicious cloud flag of the Han Dynasty, which will always fly high.

Song Wei stepped forward and rushed in front of the two warriors with a pewter spear. He waved the spear with great force, forcing the two men to take several steps back.

The Japanese warriors under the city wall were still climbing hard, some fell down, and some were trampled, but their eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement - they were brave and not afraid of death.

The soldiers of the Han Dynasty on the city wall were holding various weapons, including steel knives, spears, and even long knives used by Japanese warriors. The comrades around them could die at any time, but no one showed fear.

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Because they no longer have the time or opportunity to be afraid, something called faith has been supporting them.

Song Wei was waving a spear at this moment, and the spear point was pointed out continuously, directly driving one warrior into danger, but the other warrior did not care about the life and death of his companions. He let out a strange scream, and went directly around Song Wei, towards

Rush to the city gate downstairs.

Song Wei immediately turned around and shot directly into the back of the warrior behind him. This shot gathered all his strength and was bound to win.

"Puff——" Almost at the same time, two slight sounds reached the ears of many soldiers on the city wall.

The tip of the spear was exposed on the chest of the warrior in front, and the bright red tassel was dripping with blood, soaking the originally flying red tassel. When the wind blew, it became tangled together.

Song Wei's lower back also had a knife mark that was as deep as the bone. Looking at the wound, if he hadn't stabbed with all his strength and rushed forward, he would have been cut in half.

The blood was like a gurgling stream, with no intention of stopping. It instantly soaked the blue official robe under Song Wei's armor. The original blue silk satin had turned black and black at this moment.

Song Wei didn't even have the slightest bit of pain on his face. He just felt a little tired, and all the strength in his body was gradually leaving him. His whole body was shaky and about to collapse.

But now is not the time.

He tightened the spear in his hand, and the originally skinny man, like a god of war, slowly turned around.

As he turned around, he heard the sounds of fighting in his ears, the clash of swords against each other, the slight tearing sound of weapons piercing flesh, and the slowly slowing heartbeat.

Suddenly, he raised his head. On the horizon in the distance, there was a huge black stone. It looked like a meteor in the sky, and it immediately hit the city wall.

"Slinger, they finally have a siege engine." Song Wei muttered silently to himself, and the spear turned into starlight, directly forcing the remaining warrior to fall under the city wall.

The fighting continues.

The building of a great city since ancient times is not the vastness of the city walls or the size of the army, but the fact that the city has its own beliefs and beliefs.

"boom--"

The black boulder, carrying a huge force, smashed directly onto the city wall.

Several soldiers who were unable to dodge were knocked to the ground, their bodies bloody and bloody.

Among them was a young man whose legs were smashed. Song Wei knew that this young man's father was the leader of his bodyguards. Before his father died, he handed the armored steel knife to his son who was not yet weak.

What a good young man. He is recognized as a child prodigy in Songjiang County. He is going to take the scientific examination in Yangzhou next spring.

Now, this young man's legs were bruised with blood and blood and tears were streaming from the corners of his eyes, but he was still gritting his teeth, roaring in his mouth, waving the steel knife with his whole body trembling, and slashing at the legs of the enemy in front of him.

Before the steel knife could reach anyone else's body, his head instantly flew into the sky and fell under the city wall.

"boom--"

Another huge boulder suddenly flew over and smashed the already somewhat damaged city wall, creating a huge gap.

Young soldiers rushed forward, carrying various weapons, and filled the gap with flesh and blood.

The old soldiers are still on the city wall to prevent more enemy invasion.

People keep falling down and people keep dying.

Song Wei's frighteningly thin face suddenly twitched.

This twitching is due to pain, but it is not the pain in the waist, but the pain in the heart.

He staggered on his feet and wanted to stand on the highest point of the city wall again, but he felt weak all over and it became difficult to walk.

"Plop——"

The emaciated Sheriff, who had always been as strong as a god of war, suddenly fell to the ground.

With this soft sound and the fall of a big flag, all the Han Dynasty soldiers on the city wall suddenly became silent. Even the noisy Japanese warriors under the city wall stopped roaring.

This is the fall of a flag.

"Sir Song——" When countless soldiers heard this voice, their eyes turned blood red instantly, and they all seemed to be crazy. They actually pushed back the enemies on the city wall again.

"Woo——" a horn sounded far away from the seaside.
Chapter completed!