The rain is like the endless trickling of tears from a girl crying.

The sky is still hazy and depressing.

Compared to the red Japanese warriors on the city wall, the black-armored Han soldiers were completely outnumbered.

Inside the city gate, Japanese warriors were sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion.

In half-baked Chinese, he cursed angrily: "You dog, you are still so stubborn even after you die!"

Yes, he tried to pull Song Zhong out before, but the other party's fingers were already stuck in the groove of the thick wooden door.

So, he chose a more cruel method, he wanted to split the opponent into two pieces from the middle...

Although Song Zhong is dead, his body is harder and more stubborn than the previous wood. It is like a stone on the seabed that has been washed away by waves for hundreds of millions of years. It is still sharp and unyielding.

Eventually, his wrists were cut off.

A body with no head, no hands, and several long knives stuck in its body finally fell.

"boom--"

The door opened slowly, making a dull sound.

The sound was not loud, but in the desolate rain, it was clearly heard by all the soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

"Ouch——"

The roars of the warriors outside the city gate penetrated their ears like demons. Countless long knives were waving outside the city gate, ready to rush into the city at any time, burn, kill and loot.

The Japanese samurai swords with excellent workmanship glowed coldly under the wash of rain. With a loud shout, they pointed neatly at the sky.

The Japanese samurai's sword-holding posture is very special, or it feels a bit pretentious - they hold the sword with both hands, perhaps because they are short in stature and cannot swing the sword with one hand very smoothly...

However, no matter how short and cunning they are, they are only one step away from destroying the city.

The Han soldiers on the city wall had begun to gather together. Under the organization of Song Wei, they abandoned the city wall and began to retreat toward the city gate.

Yes, after all, there are still only a few people who can climb up the city wall. If the city gate is open and undefended, Songjiang County can be wiped off the map of the Han Dynasty.

"Uh-" The heavy city gate dragged on the ground, making a disgusting sound.

The city gate is open.

Both the Han Dynasty soldiers inside the city and the Japanese warriors showing off their power outside the city were stunned for a moment.

At this moment, only the drizzle and breeze fell slowly.

A drop of raindrop fell on the tip of Song Wei's gun, and then followed the tip of his gun and slid onto his palm. The palm was red and swollen, with a deep scar visible on the bone.

This raindrop moisturized the scar.

"Kill!" Song Wei raised the spear in his hand, with determination in his eyes, and he rushed forward with the spear in his hand.

How could the Japanese warriors outside the city gate accept defeat?

Two torrents, one black and one red.

The Han soldiers in black armor were all in glory at the moment, their eyes were red and swollen, their eyes were about to burst, and the hands holding their weapons were trembling slightly.

The Japanese warrior, dressed in red, had been preparing outside the city for a long time. At this moment, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he was ready to sweep the tired warrior in front of him out of the world in one fell swoop.

The door opening that could have accommodated two carriages running side by side now seemed very narrow as the two torrents were about to collide.

"Whoosh——"

Suddenly, the sound of something breaking through the air came from a distance, and the sound became louder and louder.

Song Wei was stunned, that's right, the trebuchet has not thrown huge stones for a long time.

"boom--"

A loud bang came from above the city gate, and immediately after, the entire city wall trembled and shook violently.

Large pieces of gravel began to fall inside the city gate, and cracks opened from the city wall.

How much collision force is this?

The two torrents suddenly retreated - none of them wanted to. Before they could kill the enemy, they were crushed to pieces by the collapsing city wall.

"Boom——"

As expected, the city wall collapsed, and the originally wide doorway was instantly submerged by the rising dust.

Even the gentle drizzle could not cover up the dust and gravel brought by this huge shock wave.

The two torrents did not collide, but a ruins suddenly appeared before them.

Everyone looked forward with cold eyes, ready to fight when the dust cleared.

"Ahem——"

Suddenly a very painful dry cough came from the smoke.

Then there was a complaining curse: "Lao Tu, didn't your grandma fix this thing before? I almost hit my head and died!"

This voice is definitely authentic Chinese, and it also has a Beijing accent. You can tell from the voice that the speaker is very young.

At this time, when two groups of people were about to start a brutal killing, someone came.

The rain finally covered up the dust with difficulty.

When the dust dispersed, the silver armor and silver helmet came into view.

A young man with a strong build was half-crouching on a huge piece of gravel, reaching out to support a pole stuck on the boulder. The flag was a little wilted due to the lack of wind.

Although this flag is not flying high, the pattern of auspicious clouds painted on the flag, as well as the big "Han" character, seem to be saying - this is the Han Dynasty, and you and other foreigners, please hurry up.

Retreat quickly.

When the Japanese warriors in red uniforms saw that the visitor spoke Chinese and looked like a general, they were immediately confused for a moment.

Then, there was a slight roar, and the group of people pressed forward cautiously.

Their movements were uniform, and even the positions where the blades pointed were exceptionally consistent.

The reason why this group of people were cautious was because the young man in silver armor flying in front of them from nowhere, since he dared to "fly" here alone, his strength should not be underestimated.

"Your Excellency is Song Wei, right?" The silver-armored young general seemed unaware. He turned around and said to the stunned Han soldiers.

"Yes! Your Excellency is..." Song Wei glanced at the Japanese warriors, who were already behind the man in silver armor. He wanted to give a warning, but before he could finish his words, he was directly interrupted by the other party.

"Well, I'm a reinforcement!" The young general in silver armor nodded, and then pulled out a simple long sword from his waist with a whirring sound.

The sword was three feet long, and the rainwater did not touch it at all and flowed directly down the sword.

There are vague patterns of clouds on the shining sword.

He was Li Yi, who came from the capital and had the imperial mandate. He finally arrived when Songjiang County was about to break the city.

"Deal with this group first, and then we'll talk." Li Yi glanced at the soldiers behind Song Wei, looking at the many wounds on their bodies, he couldn't help but feel touched, and a kind of emotion called blood suddenly surged to the top of his head.

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He turned around. The Yunzhong Sword looked inconspicuous in the dim weather and rain, but the violent aura on the sword made a group of Japanese warriors who had been accompanying the samurai swords all year round feel a chill down their spines.

They knew that the man in front of them was extremely dangerous, and the ancient sword in his hand was also an absolutely sharp weapon.

(Recommend a friend's fantasy "Emperor God". The ancient ancestor god and the ancient wild beast demon could not stop Chu Ling's strong counterattack after all. A generation of emperor gods made their domineering appearance! It is still a new book. If you like it, you can check it out.
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