Talking about the battle to defend the city.

Wu Nian has extremely rich experience in fighting the Mongolian Yuan people. However, all his experience comes from relying on the terrain of a small mountain fort, such as the Beishan Fort, to fight against a small group of Mongolian Yuan soldiers.

The war in Haitian City is completely different.

Four fully-organized Wanhu, amidst the trembling drums, launched their siege engines and simultaneously launched an attack on Haitian City.

The power is incomparable.

"Click, click!" The Meng Yuan warriors pushed the well cart and slowly approached the city. The moment the well cart stopped, the archers from both sides began to fight.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”

Countless arrows were fired at the Meng Yuan archers on the well cart. While dodging, the Meng Yuan archers took the time to stand up and shoot arrows at the guards on the city.

The Wei army had the upper hand, and each of the Mongolian and Yuan archers was hit by arrows and fell onto the well cart, or turned over and fell to pieces.

However, the Mongolian archers in the well cart boarded the well cart platform one after another, took over the dead man's place, and continued to shoot with the Wei army.

With the help of the cover of our own archers, the wooden curtain cart and the ladder cart continued to move forward to the city. The Mongolian soldiers controlled the mechanism and set up the ladder on the city wall.

A large number of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers behind the wooden chariot rushed out without fear of death, climbed the ladder, and tried to climb the city wall.

There was a "bump". A huge stone fell from the air and hit a Mongolian soldier on the head. The Mongolian soldier rolled his eyes in silence and fell from the ladder.

"Brothers, this is how you smash. Be quick, accurate and ruthless. Don't be afraid. If you die, there are many people and we will go to hell together. Even the Lord of Hell will be afraid of us when he sees us."

One of the guardsmen who took action laughed heartily and taught the militia how to fight.

"Pfft". As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow hit him in the neck. He glanced down, opened his mouth and let out a hearty laugh, then fell forward and headed towards the ladder.

Go straight away.

With a "touch" sound, he used his own body to knock down a wave of Mongolian soldiers climbing the ladder.

Even though he is dead, he is still fighting.

"Lord Xiaoqi!!!!" When the soldiers around saw this scene, their eyes were about to burst, and murderous intent rushed straight to their foreheads.

"Kill!!!!" A soldier took over the little flag's position, picked up the stone, and smashed it at a Mongolian soldier below. His aim was not accurate enough, and he only hit the opponent.

shoulder. But it also instantly caused the Meng Yuan soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness.

"Hmph." The Meng Yuan soldier's face turned pale, then turned red, he let out a painful groan, and fell to the ground.

Faced with the attack of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers from 40,000 households, the soldiers of the Wei Army performed their duties and no one flinched.

Under their cover, the militia in the city grew rapidly.

"Kill!!!" A militiaman wearing captured armor also picked up a huge stone, bent down, and hit a Mongolian soldier hard.

"Kill!!!" An unprotected sixty-year-old militiaman held a sharp spear and stabbed a Mongolian soldier on the city wall, but unfortunately he was killed by the Mongolian soldier.

Counterattack.

However, the actions of the sixtieth militiamen bought time for the soldiers of the Wei Army. A soldier rushed forward and pushed the Mongolian soldier out of the city wall.

"Ahhhhh!!!" This Mongolian Yuan warrior was dancing in the air with his hands and feet, and let out a scream full of fear.

"Have you seen that even the Mongolian people who are a "fighting nation" will be afraid before death. They are just mortals. One nose and two eyes. How are they different from us?"

A battle-hardened veteran of the Guard Army laughed loudly, wiped the blood from his face, and charged at a Mongolian Yuan soldier with a spear in hand.

Soldiers from both sides fought to the death on and off this solid city wall.

The Meng Yuan soldiers with four thousand households are certainly an extraordinary fighting force. But the defense of Haitian City and the heroic spirit of Wei Changqing.

As well as the tens of thousands of elite soldiers under Wei Lu's command, they were no small feats. The two sides fought from morning to evening, with no winner or loser.

This horrific battlefield is like a meat grinder with full power. Corpses are produced all the time.

The soldiers of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the soldiers of the Wei Dynasty, and the militiamen were all equal at this moment. No one was even remotely nobler than the other.

Everyone died generously and fought heartily.

"Ding ding ding!!!!" When the afterglow of the sun began to burn half of the sky red, the sound of rapid gold and iron sounded in the Meng Yuan military camp.

Hearing the sound of gold, the Meng Yuan soldiers immediately retreated like a tide. The soldiers who followed could not come up. The soldiers who boarded the city became abandoned and were quickly killed by the Wei army.

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"See? My father is protecting me. In this city, I am invincible." The armor with three arrows inserted into it and three more wounds on the body was raised up.

The spear roared towards the sky.

Although she is a female general, she is still very angry.

"General!!! General!!!"

"General Wei!!!!"

After a day of fierce fighting, Wei Lu's soldiers and militiamen were very tired, but after listening to Wei Lu's words, they were still in high spirits, with infinite strength in their bodies, they raised their weapons and roared like mountains and tsunamis.

Praise General Wei Changqing.

It is easy to shake a mountain.

It is difficult to shake a city.

It is even more difficult to conquer a city guarded by a powerful army.

If the army of the generals of Liaodong had half the combat strength of the Wei army, there would be no shame that the whole of Liaodong fell, and the Mongolian people would not dare to claim to be a "fighting nation."

There is only one war nation in this world.

Yan Han!!!!

Since the birth of "He", countless nations have been destroyed. But "He" has always existed, standing erect like Mount Tai.

"Send women up immediately. Carry the wounded soldiers down and treat them well."

"Let the Huotou Army bring the food. The first batch of soldiers guarding the city at night will eat first. There is no room for sloppiness in the battle against the Mongolians."

"It's not enough to fight them off once. We have to fight them off ten, a hundred times."

Wei Ru screamed and ordered the officers under her to deal with the aftermath. Then she entered the city gate tower, and several female soldiers followed her in carrying hot water and medicine for injuries.

The city gate tower then closed.

The female soldier carefully unhooked Wei Ru's armor and used scissors to cut open Wei Ru's underwear to heal her injuries.

Wei Ru knelt down on a bearskin cushion and was still being treated by a female soldier. There was no pain on his face, and he was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The generals fought more than a hundred battles.

Dozens of people were injured.
Chapter completed!