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Song Wei sighed and was about to say something when he suddenly coughed violently.

He coughed violently and leaned forward. His originally straight waist now seemed a little bent.

"Can't surrender!" Suddenly, the leader of the guards roared angrily. He waved the steel knife in his hand vigorously, roaring and roaring on the silent city wall with only a slight cough and the sound of wind...

Song Wei stopped coughing and stood up straight again. He was still thin and short, and the expression on his face was still cold and dull.

Suddenly, I don't know which soldier took the lead and fell to the ground first.

Following the strong-willed man, the cry of the oath spread throughout Songjiang County.

"Sir, we are willing to die with Songjiang County!"

On the city wall, people fell to their knees in an instant.

The last scorching light in the sky was also blocked by the haze. Songjiang County stood between heaven and earth, docked at the seaside, like a broken ship that was about to be destroyed by a storm at any time.

Are you willing to die with this city?

Song Wei narrowed his eyes. He suddenly couldn't understand why he had to sacrifice so many lives for a city that would become lifeless without people and have no spirituality at all.

In front of them, more than a hundred young soldiers were kneeling in the darkness, all holding the long knives in their hands tightly, as if they were not just holding a murder weapon, but their own lives.

If you want to die with this dead city, then let's die together.

Sometimes, between passion and reason, a man's choice is simply unbiased.

Song Wei sighed and waved his hands, his voice a little hoarse and heavy: "Get up and fight!"

After saying those feeble words, he suddenly raised the spear in his hand and shouted loudly: "Fight to the last man!"

"war--"

Hundreds of soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound was like a huge wave coming from a crash, and even made the ground tremble slightly.

"boom--"

A black boulder turned into a stream of light, and the war began in an instant.

The dwarf warriors under the city wall still had blood-red eyes, eagerly dodging the scattered arrows, and rushed towards the city wall at extremely fast speeds.

Under the cover of the trebuchet, the enemy suddenly crashed into the city wall like a red tide.

A warrior with strong skills can climb the city wall like a gecko with just his hands and jump up directly.

Large black boulders kept falling down, and the soldiers of Songjiang County suffered heavy casualties, but no one was willing to retreat - taking a step back meant giving up their home.

A true iron-blooded warrior is one who is sharpened with iron and blood. Perhaps those well-equipped Imperial Guards in the capital have good qualities and can move in a uniform manner.

However, without experiencing the tempering of iron and the baptism of blood, they will never be able to become a world-defying master like the Divine Power Army.

The war continues, but obviously, the Japanese pirates have no intention of giving Songjiang County a chance to breathe again today.

They are going to destroy the city today.

As a result, the offensive was much more intense than yesterday. Even though the Songjiang County soldiers on the city wall were full of enthusiasm and even if they had broken arms, they still had to bite the opponent's throat with their mouths.

However, no matter how strong his will was, he was gradually losing ground in the face of absolute strength and absolute numbers.

Song Wei shot down an enemy who was shouting constantly, and his peripheral vision suddenly glanced at the steps going down the city wall.

Then, he was startled, and then felt cold.

Because he saw a flash of red and disappeared from the steps in an instant.

"Go and guard the city gate!" Song Wei shouted. Before he could rush forward, he was entangled by several warriors and was unable to escape.

The leader of the guards, a man with strong blood before, chopped off a head with a knife, and then jumped down.

He jumped hastily from a height of five meters, took a staggering step, and then held his long sword in front of him, blocking the way of three warriors in red attire.

The steel knife was Lingran, and there were still traces of blood on the back of the knife.

Suddenly, a clear drop of water fell on the back of the knife, trying to wash away the blood stains on it.

Naturally, a drop of water cannot clean the blood stains, so a drop of water followed.

It was raining, no thunder, no lightning, just a dull, lifeless drizzle.

"Death!" The leader of the guards shouted, the steel knife turned into a stream of light, and he immediately attacked the three people on the opposite side.

The three well-dressed warriors laughed ferociously and strode around. Their slender samurai swords turned into silver chains of light, trapping the leader of the guards tightly.

Sweat and rain dripped from the forehead of the leader of the guards. He was fighting one against three, and it was very difficult.

At this moment, due to the continuous fighting, he was already a little weak, and he could only hold on for a while.

"puff--"

Suddenly, he was stabbed in the waist, and the severe pain instantly disrupted his sword movement.

"Puff, puff——"

The force of the knife was scattered, and two slender knives were stabbed into his chest and abdomen.

His eyes began to blur, and his strength was rapidly lost along with his blood. The leader of the guards shook his body and struggled to support his body with a steel knife, unwilling to fall.

The three Japanese warriors didn't even bother to pull out the steel knife inserted into his body - they wanted to free their hands and open the door.

Inside the heavy city gate are three huge wooden bars.

These logs were lifted one by one, and in a blink of an eye, only the last one was left.

The rain became more dense, dripping on the face of the shaky guard leader. He squinted his eyes and slowly stood up as if he was recovering from the light.

Then, he was extremely powerful, carrying two long knives on his chest and waving his own steel knife in his hand.

He rushed over directly.

"Puff--" Two swords flashed with cold light, and the two warriors were caught off guard, and their heads fell instantly.

Then, the guard leader named Song Zhong rushed forward, turned his back to the gate, and pushed hard against the city gate with his back.

He did the last thing in his life by the way - inserted his hands into the slot where the entry was originally placed, and pushed it in hard.

His name is Song Zhong. Song Wei chose him among the orphans and asked him to practice martial arts. He was named Zhong.

On weekdays, others would laugh at his ridiculous name - send me off, send you off, who are you going to give me your death to? Even if he was laughed at like this, he would always respond cheerfully: "My name was given to me by an adult. What do you know?"

, this is called loyalty!”

He used his life to perfectly write the word "loyalty".

When the third warrior saw that his companion was killed by a sneak attack, he howled angrily, picked up the steel knife, and stabbed the hateful Han man in the heart.

This hateful Han man is dead, but his eyes are not closed at all, they are slightly squinted, as if he is really mocking and mocking himself.
Chapter completed!