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Time seemed to have frozen, and the sun seemed to have to see a result, so it stayed on its head and everyone was anxiously waiting for the arrival of this half hour.

In half an hour, there was a hurdle in the hearts of the commanders on the city and under the city.

The cannon roar in the south city was shouting and screaming came clearly in the lie storm, and it became increasingly dense. The big redzi was already sweating in the face of the lie lie feng. He kept wiping his hands with his big hands, and then looked at Wang Xiao squatting on the ground with his eyes.

Wang Xiao lame one leg and squatted there without blinking his eyes at a small tree stick in front of him. The shadow of the stick seemed to be stuck to the ground, but it just couldn't coincide with the horizontal line that had been drawn long ago. Wang Xiao's head was already sweating profusely.

Guo Tianxing's hand was tightly holding the hilt, and because of the excessive force, it would have turned pale. The muscles on his face kept beating with the sound of killing like a thunderous sound in the south of the city.

The big black boy looked at Lu Shi nervously, but saw Lu Shi's calm face, and complained that Lu Shi did not care about his brothers' lives in order to achieve his own affairs, and ignored everyone's praise for the heart of the Bodhisattva. But when he turned around, he saw that Lu Shi's back had been wet with sweat, and he felt ashamed.

A thousand elite brothers who had just been dispatched to the formation stood in front of the formation and stood motionless. They were all elite brothers from Woniu Mountain, with a decisive murderous aura on their bodies.

Above the city wall, the poliest was still worried. Looking at the thieves outside the city, he felt a little relieved. It seemed that the thief was really mainly in the south city. He then made up his mind and asked his colleagues to take away five hundred signings to reinforce the South Gate. However, his intuition was always lingering. He looked back from time to time and looked at the direction where the sent-out subordinates walked away. If the thieves outside the city revealed the mystery at this time, then it would be urgent to call these brothers back.

Time passed slowly, and as time went by, his brothers became farther and farther away from him, and the thief just sent out the thousand strong men to stand quietly, neither retreating nor attacking, and maintaining pressure on himself.

This is just in common sense. It seems that it proves the judgment of the Qianhu Lord. This is just a restraint, and it is impossible to transfer one army and one soldier to reinforce the South Gate.

The South Gate does need reinforcements, but facing the fierce attack of 30,000 or 20,000 thieves, the signings on the city, the emergency reinforcements from various places, and the recruitment overnight yesterday, were only 5,000. Although they had a good territory, they were still in danger.

But here I was still not in my heart, and looked out of the city again. The thief was still standing like that without any movement.

Looking around, the remaining signing team seemed to have become accustomed to such a battle formation, and believed that the thieves were bluffing here. The signing team beside them, who had been praised by the county magistrate, had a relaxed expression on their faces. The new signing team also began to whisper to each other in a low voice, whispering, just talking about how much bounty the signing team in Nancheng should get during the unilateral massacre yesterday, and how much is it compared to foreign wealth.

Looking at the sky, the sun was still moving slowly, not changing because of the mood of both sides. A gust of north wind blew the battle flags on the city and under the city without any rushing speed. The battle flags seemed to have lost their excitement due to the quiet standing of both sides, becoming lazy, and were so listless that they were afraid of hitting a few times, expressing their responsibilities. Everything seemed to have become slow at this time. I was a little sleepy at this time. It was almost two days and nights. At this time of high tension, anyone would slack off. So, he unconsciously beat him, then stretched his arms, and couldn't help but say to himself: "How long has it been before the brothers reinforce the South Gate?"

Mao Si, who was standing beside him, staring at the pole under the city, looked at the sun carefully and replied carefully: "It's been half an hour."

The caress nodded, stretched his arms and said to himself: "In half an hour, our brothers should join the South Gate Guard Battle, half an hour——"

"It's been half an hour." Wang Xiao raised his head with a sweaty face and reported loudly nervously and excitedly. His whole body was trembling because of his nervousness, and his little face turned red because of his excitement.

Everyone feels relieved when they hear it.

It was as if the sleepy north wind suddenly woke up, and it was fierce again, rolling up the entire battlefield.

Everyone looked at Lu Shi with their eyes.

Lu Shi subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his palm on his clothes, licked his cracked lips, and looked at Tianxing: "The boss, victory or defeat is here, shake the flag to attack." His voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Guo Tianxing nodded heavily, grabbed the black flag beside him, and shook violently in the sudden and powerful rushing wind, as if through this seven-star flag, he shook his body full of pressure.

It started and started. At this moment, the blood of all people suddenly heated up and reached the boiling point. A war that everyone endured for a long time and determined the life and death of the Allies finally began.

Before the formation, the elderly, weak, women and children who stood silently suddenly separated like tides on the left and right. The array was line by rows of strength at Woniu Mountain. The long bowman followed rows of ladders. Behind them were densely packed with sword and shield hands sent in Nancheng. Those without sword and shield were wearing cotton jackets on their heads.

Without the roar of war drums or the thunderous shouts, every warrior bit a piece of wooden stick in his mouth. His eyes were firm, his mouth was closed, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura. All of this rolled forward like a tangible wave of air, and he rushed straight to the wall of Mizhixi City. The wall seemed to tremble in this wave of air.

The poliest was looking into the city, looking at the prosperous Mizhi, and secretly glad that Mizhi escaped this time, but suddenly felt a coldness on his back. The coldness made him unable to help but have a big cold war. He just took his eyes back from the city behind him. Seeing Mao Si beside him, he pointed at the outside of the city with one hand, opened his mouth wide, his lips were blue and purple, and he couldn't make any sound.

When I looked back and looked outside the city again, I was immediately stunned by the dull but solemn and firmly rolling forward military formation outside the city. I couldn't realize the command knife in my hand fell to the ground when it clanged. The long-depressed fear suddenly rose in my heart - it was broken. This was the real sound of attacking the world, and this was a fierce battle.

The footsteps under the city were sonorous, and warriors like tides spreading onto the battlefield, passing through the filled moat, the city was still as quiet as death. No one had yet to come back to his senses from this spectacular and strange scene.

When the Woniu Mountain Longbow shot the first wavelength arrow, the screaming sound awakened the shocked Qianding.

"The thief attacks the city, fight back--" Zhenfu suddenly screamed, his voice changing tone, and he spread far away from this deadly silent city wall.

This throat was like Mars falling into a gunpowder barrel, and the city wall immediately exploded. The archers immediately began to shoot arrows aimlessly under the city, but each arm trembled involuntarily. Although the arrows were shot out, they were all crooked and slanted without a correct head. The wooden and stone hands shouted like a fly-free voice, and rushed to push the city guarding equipment to the side of the city.

The first wavelength arrow arrived, and a roar of death swept across the city, and more than fifty signs were nailed to death. Blood flew again, and the heart-wrenching screams sounded again at the city that had been silent for a long time. Before everyone could dodge, the second wavelength arrow came again, and the wispy whistling sound made people's hearts break. Several archers were frightened by the roar, and threw the arch and arrow and ran away like a headless flies.

But these scared signing archers were immediately chopped to the ground by several small flags led by the team led by the army without any mercy. They jumped up with red eyes, and cut off a screaming signing archers' head. They raised them high in blood and shouted: "Hold on, are the escapees who are your role models?"

The bloody heads, the small flags, and the blood-red eyes of hundreds of households made everyone who were willing to squat down or escaped have the idea. With the whistling arrows, they desperately shot down the city regardless of the screams of their brothers around them.

The caress took advantage of the gap and looked out of the city. He saw that the thief carrying the ladder with a shield had already crossed the moat and was raising ladders to the top of the city. He shouted: "Hurry up, don't worry about the longbow, shoot at the ladders under the city, shoot--"

All the archers immediately mechanically executed the order of Shunfu, leaned out, and shot at the thief who was about to reach under the city wall.

Another long arrow roared past Mao Si's face. He was lucky enough to avoid the arrow, but he didn't look at it. He looked at the thief under the city who wanted to look up at the situation on the city. The arrow hit the thief's man's face, and half of the arrow was in his face. The man did not speak out, but fell down unwillingly, and was drowned by his companions in a blink of an eye.

Mao Si had no chance to see his achievements, nor did he have time to cheer for his achievements. He mechanically took a feather arrow and shot it out again, but this time he was bounced away by the cotton jacket on the thief's head.

When I took the third arrow, a scream came from beside me, followed by a scream. The newcomer who was assigned yesterday screamed heart-wrenchingly: "I'm hitting the arrow, I'm hitting the arrow."

No one cares about him, no one has time to see him, let him wail and scream.

Suddenly, Mao Si felt the scream of the new man stop suddenly. Out of the corner of his eyes, a hundred households were running away with a bloody sword. A lot of water vapor was splashed on his shoes. It was not water, it was blood.
Chapter completed!