On the watchtower, dozens of soldiers roared: "The rebels are here again, the rebels are here again!!"

Suddenly, a shock in Beilong City, tens of thousands of soldiers got up from the ground, rushed towards the city walls frantically, shouting: "Hurry, hurry up!!"

"The enemy is coming, prepare for battle!"

The dust rolled and the iron armor roared, the scene was earth-shaking, and it was urgent! And this has become a common occurrence in Beilong.

Zhou Jian's face changed, and he instantly entered a state of killing. Without saying a word, he rushed to the front line, followed by a large number of guards.

Left a sentence, it was like a hero who said goodbye to his wife and defended his country: "Master Ku, please be optimistic about her!"

"Yes!" The boss shouted.

Sun Youyu opened his lips lightly, and he didn't have time to say anything. His beautiful eyes stared at his far away back, full of worry.

Although Zhou Jian did not stop his violent temper just now, she was not angry at all. It was the character of ancient women. He dared not think about the secular world thousands of years later.

A big battle comes at once, and this lonely small pass in Beilong has once again transformed into a "demon field"!

He shouted to kill him so much that he wanted to break the sky!

Endless arrows, accompanied by the fire-riding rolling stones, smashed each other against each other, and died in one stroke, which is a terrible sight!

The soldiers on both sides, like locusts, fought one after another. One side had to defend their country, while the other side lost the overall situation and had to win the war to settle down.

Who said that wars in later generations are terrible? In ancient times, the battle of cold weapons, tens of thousands of people siege the city, cavalry collided, and the vast heads of people were as vast as the sea. That was the real shock!

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you can't even think about its horror and its scene!

This battle is still a war of attrition between the two sides.

The Beiyuan Reserve Army was at all costs and suffered heavy casualties, causing the Beilong Pass to stagnate.

The casualties of the Dragon Cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty are also increasing dramatically.

Zhou Jian was commanding the battle and was always on the front line. His voice became hoarse and his people became numb. He didn't know how many enemies who climbed the city wall had been killed.

He also forgot the time and fought bloody battles until late at night. The rebels in Beiyuan retreated and gradually retreated with loud shouts of killing.

"Your Majesty, you have retreated, they have retreated!"

"Why are you so much blood on your body?" Li Kui and others realized that they ran over with a shocked expression, and they all panted.

Zhou Jian waved his hand, swallowed hard, looked around the city walls and said hoarsely: "It's not my blood, it's okay, quickly rescue the wounded soldiers and repair the gap in the city wall."

"Zhou Ke is getting more and more anxious, and the next attack should not be too far."

"Yes!" Li Kui and several other main generals quickly issued an order to clean up the battlefield.

Zhou Jian was not at all happy to repel the enemy again. At this moment, he looked closely at the ruins and rolling night under the city and said quietly: "It is not a solution to continue to fight like this. The enemy is large and we are few. If we continue to consume like this, it will be detrimental to our army!"

"And the reserves of rolling stones, wood, hot oil, etc. have been consumed. Without these things, it would be difficult to defend the city."
Chapter completed!