Wuyan's army quickly approached the city.

"Order the archers to stop advancing, and the shield soldiers will continue to shoot with cover."

"Order the infantry squad to set up a ladder."

With a command, five hundred soldiers suddenly rushed out of the entire team. They carried the giant ladder in groups, 10 people running while raising their shields, and shouted loudly in their mouths, shooting towards the city wall like wild horses that broke away from their reins.

Cheng Pu shouted loudly without expression: "The front row archers stepped forward to block the infantry under the city! The back row archers continued to shoot long distances."

Wuyan's soldiers quickly advanced to the city and successfully set up the ladder in a dense rain of arrows. Then four soldiers held the roots of the ladder to make it firm. In addition, the soldiers raised their shields to guard both sides of the ladder to protect the lives of the four soldiers.

The loud sound of the ox horns resounded across the battlefield in an instant. A thousand assault soldiers divided into fifty teams, screaming like beasts rushing out of the cage, rushing towards the ladder to prepare for the battle of the city.

Wu Yan shouted: "The bowmen fired continuously! They fired continuously."

As Wu Yan's screams fell, the dense long arrows suddenly looked like crazy, and continued to roar above the city wall. The dense long arrows fell on the top of the city wall like a storm.

The two guards standing behind Cheng Pu were shocked and immediately ran forward and raised their shields. The fierce long arrows hit the shields continuously, and the huge force forced the two guards to hold the shields in both hands and take a step back.

Under the cover of the archers, the assault infantry quickly approached the cloud ladder and then climbed up like agile monkeys along the long ladder.

The archer suddenly stopped shooting.

Cheng Pu separated the guards in front of him and stretched his head to look under the city wall. The enemy soldiers were approaching the city wall closely along the ladder.

He took a step back and raised his gun and roared: "Kill...ah..."

The war drums are like thunder and the soldiers are roaring with the spirits: "Kill..."

The battle for the vice-chamber has begun.

Liu He cut off the head of the enemy soldiers who had just emerged with his sword, and the other soldiers guarding the city began to smash stones and roll with wooden rolls and arrows. The enemy soldiers kept screaming and falling on the hillside or on the earthen platform they built themselves. After the initial contact, some of the Xianbei soldiers had jumped onto the walls and some had already killed the city walls, and the hand-to-hand combat became more and more intense.

The Liangtun people led by Xu Rong were firmly suppressed by Xianbei archers and could not go down to support them at all. He led the team several times to try to rush down, but the casualties were too great and had to give up. He could only shoot from the side with a bow and arrow to help the defenders relieve some pressure. The Yitun people guarding between the main city wall and the auxiliary wall were even shot by the condescending archers so that they could not protrude their heads.

Now only Guan Yu's gate is fighting desperately in the middle of the auxiliary wall.

The siege battle in the direction of the main city wall has entered a white-hot heat. Arrows in the air are flying, huge stones are smashed down, rows of pounding trees are rolling down the ladder, and the enemy's siege soldiers are either shot by long arrows or hit by its huge impact force, and none of them are spared or injured or killed. The soldiers hiding at the base of the city wall are either scalded by boiling water or poured by hot oil. The corpses of the enemy soldiers are everywhere under the city wall, and the whine of the injured soldiers is mixed with the sound of fighting.

Wuyan concentrated all the main forces on the left side of the city wall, and a large group of 500 soldiers took turns to attack the fortress. The Han army on the right side of the city wall launched intermittent attacks, forcing them to be unable to withdraw their troops to support the left side.

More soldiers on the auxiliary wall rushed to the top of the city.

Liu He had no choice but to shrink his troops and occupy a blind spot to block the enemy troops.

"Xuande! Hurry up! Come here quickly! Avoid arrows." Liu He shouted.

At this time, Liu Bei was extremely fierce, holding a double sword in his hand, attacking left and right, and roaring with the enemy. At this time, the three Xianbei soldiers leaned out from the city wall and saw their comrades being killed by Liu Bei with a sword. In anger, they jumped over and surrounded Liu Bei.

Liu Bei shouted: "Looking for death!"

He held the enemy's knife and kicked the opponent's calf bone. The enemy roared and screamed, but was then cut by Liu Bei with a sword and flew out. The other two were not willing to be outdone and attacked left and right! Liu Bei made a move toward Liu He. When he was almost there, he suddenly turned around and could not hide his ears. In just a moment, double kills!

"What a fast sword!" Liu He praised in his heart.

Liu He shouted at Xu Rong with all his strength: "Support..."

Xu Rong's heart was bleeding. If he didn't rush down, there would be no one on the defense of the auxiliary wall. It had basically been completely broken through by the enemy. He raised his sword and roared: "Brothers, kill me! Even if you die, you will look like you."

Xu Rong raised his shield and rushed out: "Kill..."

He bravely fought against the enemy's dense rain of arrows and bravely took the lead in killing. The soldiers behind were inspired by Xu Rong's courage, held their shields and roared, and rushed out of their hidden places and rushed down closely with him.

The long arrow roared through the soldiers' bodies. Xu Rong's strong body shook, but he still ran forward tenaciously and still screamed loudly.

Liu He was shocked! He saw Xu Rong's shield full of arrows, and there were also one or two arrows on his arms and calves, but he was still running and rushed down with the roaring soldiers behind him.

After losing more than fifty people in Xu Rong's two trunks, they finally broke through the death line and entered the fierce hand-to-hand battlefield. The more than eighty Xianbei soldiers on the city wall were immediately wrapped in dumplings, and were all killed by angry soldiers on the top of the city wall.

Su Li stood on the mountain in the distance and shouted loudly: "The second team rushed up to me."

On the main building, Cheng Pu's command troops finally retreated from the enemy's first fierce attack. The soldiers cheered as they looked at the retreating enemy. A soldier held up the Han army flag and ran back and forth on the city wall, shouting in his mouth to expel his joy.

Liu He strode over and his armor was covered with blood. Cheng Pu greeted him and asked with concern: "Shunzhi, how are the casualties?"

"Sixty-four people were killed and thirty-nine were seriously injured."

"Why are there so many?" Cheng Pu was a little surprised.

As the defender of the city, if there were such great casualties, there would be almost no one to fight for a few days.

"Demou! Many soldiers participated in the war for the first time, and their lack of experience in the battle led to an increase in unnecessary casualties. The next wave of attacks may improve a lot." Liu He hurriedly comforted Cheng Pu.

Cheng Pu nodded: "Let your brothers save supplies as much as possible and do not waste them. If they are thrown down like they did just now, there are not enough."

Liu He agreed repeatedly and bowed and hurried to the right side of the city wall. He wanted to summon several military officers to convey the request of this matter.

The number of enemies on the auxiliary wall increased again, and the battlefield was gradually widened. The Xianbei archers who suppressed the Han army stopped shooting because they were afraid of accidentally hurting their own people. Zhang Fei, who had been furious, took the entire trench of soldiers to fly to the defensive area in the middle of the auxiliary wall. For a moment, the enemy and us on the city wall were entangled and killed.

Zhang Fei's hands and feet were already weak. After taking the enemy's knife, he felt that he was unable to do so and staggered back. He leaned against the city wall and gasped heavily. He saw his comrades being chopped down by the enemy in front of him, but he just had no strength to raise the knife and rush over to save him. Tears of sadness flowed down.

The sound of the horn of the enemy's attack was blowing again under Lulongsai City, and then the sound of the war drums rushing straight into the sky above Lulongsai.
Chapter completed!