On the Ma Nu's tribe on the lake island, the leader of the small tribe walked out of the wooden house of the Ma Nu's leader in dejectedly, and stood on the grass: "My mother, refuse to help you?"

The leaders of these small tribes believed that the Manu tribe had a good relationship with the Han tribe, and hoped that the Manu tribe and their siege attacked the camps of the Tang tribe and the White Tiger tribe with them, so that they could rescue their tribe members. Unfortunately, the leader of the Manu still chose to watch the fire from the other side.

The leader of Niujiao shook his head and followed the leaders to leave. Yun bit his lip: "Wait a minute!"

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Two days passed in the blink of an eye. At ten days, Qingyi squatted on the wall, "Why haven't these people retreated?" A Zhi Gewei felt the heat. He wanted to take a shower in the stream outside.

"I don't know, according to time, our support should be coming soon." Qing Yi rubbed the arrow with one hand and stared at the enemy camp. He saw the figures starting to gather, "Beat the drum!"

"Dong!"

Huang led the people to climb up the wall, Qing Yi's eyesight was far beyond ordinary people. "Commander, they were still pushing something over!"

An unknown premonition arose in the hearts of Zhigewei. Four wheels left traces on the ground. Huang finally saw the large cone wrapped in iron.

"Go and push the huge rock to block the door!" Huang thought that the thing was used to hit the door, so Tang tribe formed a formation and began to push forward. "Smash that thing for me!" Huang shouted.

Two stone catapults began to throw, and the people from the Tang tribe reacted quickly, pulling the siege ram to accelerate, and the huge rock killed many people. Unfortunately, they could not hit the siege ram. As the distance got closer, the siege lost its function.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Dozens of archers from the Tang tribe began to suppress fire, and at the same time, several thunder gods exploded on the wall, and the first siege in this world began to harvest lives.

Huang watched the siege rifle deviated and rushed directly to the city wall, "Shoot those people for me!" Huang pointed to the manipulator of the siege rifle, Qing Yi pushed the arrow rain, rolled and adjusted his position, and drew his bow and arrow, "Swoosh!"

The guy who fixed the siege rifle was directly penetrated into his heart. Before Qingyi could shoot the second arrow, his arm was scratched by the thrown arrow. He had to lie behind the sandbag to avoid the opponent's cold arrow.

The people from the Tang tribe began to build wooden ladders, and Zhigewei had to separate people to defend those who wanted to climb up. "Bong!" The city wall shook, and the siege rifle began to hit the city wall. Even if the city wall was nearly two meters thick, the main material was rammed earth and stones. The siege rifle that was up to 6 meters long was smashed by inertia, and a large crack immediately appeared on the wall.

"You can't let them smash it!"

Many people in Zhigewei heard Huang's roar, and threw the stones and arrows in their hands. Soon the people from the Tang tribe set up shields to help resist the thrown objects.

This distraction gave the other person a chance. Finally, a man from the White Tiger Tribe climbed up the wall. He was greeted by a spear and the body was thrown down. However, the people below were not scared, but instead climbed faster.

The number of people who could fight at the moment was only more than forty, and their energy was attracted by the attacking ram, which led to some people rushing to the wall, "Kill!" Huang drew out his long sword and led people to clean up the people on the wall.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

Every attack of the city hammer was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of Zhigewei. Huang saw the panic and cowardice of his tribe members. "Han tribe soldiers, reinforcements will arrive soon, and the city cannot be thrown into our hands!" Huang's roar sounded.

"Dongdongdongdong--" Zhigewei's war drum sounded, and reinforcements and drum sounds gave them courage, "Die for the tribe!" Zhigewei's bloody aroused and burst out with amazing strength. The White Tiger tribes on the wall fell one by one, and blood flowed down the city wall.

The moment the enemy on the city wall was cleared, "One, two, three! Dong!"

The city wall collapsed.

A big hole seemed to make Zhi Ge Wei feel chill. People from the Tang tribe began to cheer. Some people rushed into the smoke and dust. The Tang tribe stepped into the city and saw a group of men. Some of them held iron hammers and some of them held spears. These dozen people were craftsmen of the Han tribe. They also had strong bodies. Some of them were once good hunters.

"The tribesmen, they destroyed the city walls we built with their own hands. That's our hard work. The tribesmen let foreigners know that the craftsmen of the Han tribe can not only build walls!"

"rush!"

The craftsmen fought with the enemy, and there were more and more enemies below. Huang watched the people trained by the leader fell down one by one, and he pulled out the Han flag, "Brothers, the flag of the Han tribe will not fall, kill me!"

The place where the wall collapsed became the main battlefield. The strong smell of blood brought a lot of vultures to the sky, and the shouts and metal collisions did not prevent them from getting close.

The battle went from the city wall to the ground, and the disadvantage of the number of people was highlighted. Even though most of the Han tribe had iron tools and armor, they could not withstand the number of people on the other side. Huang didn't know how many people he had killed, and his thighs and shoulders were injured.

Two strong men raised their giant axes and chopped them up at the same time. The blocking sword was shot down. They rolled over and avoided another axe. Huang was pulled up and retreated. "Where is the flag?"

"Commander, we can't stop it!"

Huang seemed to have not heard Zhi Gewei's words, and saw the Han flag trampled in the crowd, snatched the spear of the people next to him, Qing Yi blocked him, "Commander, we have no reinforcements, there are still a few horses, let's go!"

Huang grabbed Qingyi's clothes and said, "Without reinforcements, I can still fight back the enemy!"

Qing Yi looked at Huang, who was covered in blood, and the usual inappropriate commander, now he widened his eyes, and looked at his eyes, Qing Yi couldn't say the next sentence.

Huang pushed Qingyi away, and he dragged his spear to the crowd, stabbed two people to death with thunder, accelerated and ran away, and ran away with a man with his back to his enemy, picked up the Han flag on the ground and waved it.

"Stop Gewei, kill!"

"kill!"

The few women in the morning sun around Qingyi rushed out with weapons. Qingyi was so stuffy that he pulled out his long sword and whispered: "Die for the tribe!"

The leader of the Tang tribe stood not far away and listened to the sound of fighting gradually becoming smaller. There were only less than a hundred people left in the White Tiger Tribe and the Tang Tribe, and the ground was full of residual value broken arms. "How did he do it? These barbarians have never fought so hard..."

"The price is too high, but fortunately the Chaoyang has been defeated." The White Tiger leader's heart was bleeding at this moment. She suddenly felt the ground shaking slightly, and she and the masked man in the Tang tribe turned around at the same time.

One rider and one man, one wearing a long skirt and a long spear, the dozen tribesmen around the Tang tribe mask wanted to stop her.

"shortage!!!"

Bai Ling's voice resounded throughout the world. The fast horse charged like a beast, instantly knocking away two people who were ignorant of life and death. With a spear, the whole person was provoked by the spear and was thrown out a few meters later.

The war horse rushed into the city wall and tried to stop it. Bai Ling's eyes only had the battle flag that would fall down at any time. The war horse felt the owner's mood, forgot the swords that were chopping on him, and used his last slightest strength to break the crowd.

Bai Ling was thrown out by the fallen war horse, rolled around for a few times, half-kneeled and looked up, and just saw a familiar smile, "Long skirt... Where is your armor?" Huang spit out a few words.

Bai Ling saw Huang holding a flag in one hand, but his other arm was not on him. Tears flowed down his cheeks and stretched out his hand to touch Huang's face: "Is any armor not as good as the long skirt you gave me, is it good-looking?"

"nice."

Bai Ling tore off the corner of her long skirt and wrapped around the wound of the broken arm: "My child cannot be without a father, I will take you out!"
Chapter completed!