That day.

Jin Huanshan had no time to attack, Wei Ru and Liu Wu also chose to endure and did not attack, and both sides were at peace.

But this is the end of peace.

The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building. People are murderous intent, turning the world upside down.

That night.

Wei Ru slept in the north city gate tower, with elite soldiers and militia mixed together, guarding the city walls and patrols very tightly, and did not give the Mongolian Yuan people any opportunity to take advantage of.

The Wei Ru tossed and turned on the bed, and could not fall asleep. The oil lamp next to her was dim, like a candle that could blow out in one breath.

Two Wei Ru's close-fitting maids stood beside him. Some of them had already fallen asleep.

"Miss. Are you nervous?" an older maid couldn't help asking.

"No. I remembered my father." Wei Ru finally stopped struggling and no longer wanted to sleep. She sat up and replied with her head raised.

Her little face was thin, her beautiful big eyes were covered with bloodshots, her little hands were tightly holding the bedding, and her body trembled, which made people feel distressed.

The maid fell silent, her eyes slightly red.

Last year's battle.

Wei Changqing was loyal to the country and lived and died with the city. They were maids of the Wei family, and some fathers and brothers were family soldiers under Wei Changqing's subordinates, and the city was destroyed and died.

They followed the lady south and arrived at Beishan Fort.

Now the Wei family is no longer a general's sect, an evil ghost, an evil ghost who pursues blood feud.

"Put your armor for me." Wei Ru took a long breath, lifted the bedding and stood up, spread her arms, with a tremendous momentum.

"Yes." The two maids responded, called on the other maids who were sleeping together, picked up heavy armor, and put on their guard robes one by one.

After being dressed neatly, Wei Ru pressed her left hand on the hilt of the knife around her waist, walked out of the city gate tower, patrolled the city wall, and interacted with elite soldiers and militias.

"Everyone is cheered up. If we relax our defense, the city will be destroyed by a sneak attack by the Mongols. Our family will be slaughtered by evil ghosts."

"Everyone looks open with his eyes wide, and he listens with his ears. No one can relax before changing shifts."

Wei Ru led a team of personal soldiers to walk on the city wall, staring at the elite soldiers and militias over and over again, and strengthening their vigilance.

After patrolling the city wall, she returned to the city gate tower and sat for a long time until dawn.

"Oh oh oh oh !!!" The rooster reported the dawn, and Wei Ru opened her eyes. Although she was still full of blood, her spirit was very good.

At this moment, several maids walked in from outside the city gate tower, holding a food box in their hands, which is today's breakfast.

Wei Ru finished her breakfast like a wind swept away the clouds, and used her little hand to touch her red lips and walked out of the city gate building with her knife handle.

The fish belly in the east turned white and it was dawn. The soldiers who had breakfast went up to the city walls and guarded their posts, waiting for the battle.

The city walls are full of stones, wood, arrows and other guardians.

north.

There was also movement in the Mongolian Yuan camp.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!!" As the drum sounded, the gate of the Mengyuan Camp opened. Jin Huanshan walked out with a long-handled sword in his hand, and the Mengyuan soldiers followed closely behind, pushing the ladder truck, the well truck, the Muman truck and other siege equipment.

"Divid it into four teams. One team of three centurions. Take turns to attack the city. One centurion is left, and the troops are guarded."

"Send the order. Even if there is a mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire in front of you, you will still have to fly moths to the fire. Because I am supervising the battle in the rear, who dares to keep his feet and kill without mercy."

Jin Huanshan is gentle and elegant in daily life, but when he picks up his sword and rides on a horse, he is the fierce general of the Mongol Yuan ten thousand households, killing people without blinking.

His tiger-eyed glaring was enough to make the timids break their hearts and fears.

His personal supervision of the attack is completely different from remote command.

"Yes." The personal soldiers in charge of the order were trembling and felt afraid. After saying loudly, they quickly conveyed Jin Huanshan's order.

The Centurion and the soldiers they led accepted the order calmly without any disturbance.

The Mongol Empire was born in the war.

It is normal to use human lives to fill a city.

Moreover, there are tens of thousands of generals in charge of the army, and they dare not not fight.

"Kill!!!" The three Mongol Centurions who were selected as the first wave of attacks all pulled out the steel knife at their waists, led their elite soldiers to push the wooden mantle chariot, ladder chariot, and well chariot, and personally attacked the city.

There were archers standing on the well truck, and behind the wooden mantle truck was a sword and warrior who were preparing to climb the city. The ladder truck was responsible for building ladders. The powerful heavy siege equipment posed an extremely huge threat to the city wall.

The well truck, flush with the city wall, took the lead in launching the attack.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

"Swoosh swosh swosh!!!"

The Mongolian Yuan archers all let go of the bowstrings in their hands, and shot out black arrows as the crisp bowstrings fluctuated.

For a moment, arrows fell like rain.

The elite soldiers of Beishan Fort on the city wall and the militia were not vegetarians, and they bent their bows and fought back.

"Puchi, puchi."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The soldiers on both sides were either killed directly amid the constant screams, or fell to the ground and screamed.

Blood blooms like a flower, and the corpse becomes the nutrient for the flower.

Wei Ru held a large black bow in his hand, his eyes were like stars, bright and bright, and he bent his bow and shot the eagle with his weak body.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

"Puchi!!!Puchi!"

"Ahhhh!"

Her archery skills are not as good as Wu Nian, but they are not bad. Under the powerful bow series, she quickly shot and killed some Mongolian Yuan archers, but also attracted the attention of many Mongolian Yuan archers.

So much so that she became the target of public criticism, and she had to retreat to a safe place under the protection of the shield soldiers.

As the arrows of both sides shot, the wooden mantle chariot and the ladder chariot of the Mongolian Yuan warriors advanced forward firmly and finally reached the near the base of the wall.

"Crack, Crack." The Meng Yuan soldiers controlled the mechanism of the ladder truck and put the ladder on the city wall.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The strong men of Beishan Fort lifted stones, poked out of the city wall, threw them down, and killed the Mengyuan soldiers who were operating the mechanism.

However, the Mongols and Yuan soldiers continued to fight, and after suffering tragic casualties, they finally put the ladder on the city wall.

A specially made ladder truck is not afraid of fire, cannot be moved down, or it is not afraid of being hit hard.

"Kill!!!!" The Meng Yuan soldiers hiding behind the wooden mantle chariot on both sides rushed out with a roar, climbed the ladder chariot, and rushed towards the city wall.

"Try not to let them climb the city walls. The spearmen are ready. If they come up, stab them to death with spears. Do not fight against the Mongol warriors, we are not opponents."

Wei Ru had no rich combat experience, but was born into the Wei family. Wei Changqing taught her a lot of experience. She held a steel knife in her hand and calmly ordered the soldiers to resist.

"kill!!!!"

The strong men kept throwing stones, and some archers separated out and shot arrows at the Mengyuan soldiers who were climbing the ladder, and for a moment they were like stars falling.

Many Mongolian Yuan soldiers fell from the ladder and fell heavily to the ground, either with brain fractures or serious injuries or paralysis.
Chapter completed!