Facing the counterattack launched by the Han people, the Huns who stormed the city wall were not afraid and hurriedly waved their scimitars and faced them directly.
They all thought that they were the warriors of Changshengtian, and they should defend the glory of Changshengtian, and they believed that with the same number of people, their combat power was definitely better than that of the Han people. In this way, the two sides fell into a stalemate and fought, and their feet were covered in blood.
Stained with the blood of both sides.
When a hundred people attack a hundred people, not all of them can intervene. Most of the city defense troops are ordinary people who have only joined the army on an emergency basis. They have not experienced training and have weak battlefield awareness. When they see that they cannot hit the enemy, they stand still and are at a loss.
Seeing this, Wen Qie quickly ordered: "Don't be stunned, continue shooting, don't let the Huns come up easily."
Everyone suddenly understood and hurriedly bent their bows and shot quickly. Everyone in the border areas was good at shooting. Although they lost their previous level due to excessive tension, they could not stand at close ranges and the killings were very objective.
Looking at the two sides fighting on top of the city, Wen Xie frowned. The Han army was obviously unable to kill the enemy faster than those who climbed the city. A rough count showed that the Huns now had more than 200 people, which was twice as many as before.
"No, we have few people. If the stalemate continues, it will only be more detrimental to us..." Wen Che gritted his teeth and immediately ordered the Han army to retreat.
The soldiers who were guarding the city were startled when they heard this strange order, but they had no time to think about it. After another fierce attack, they suddenly retreated.
The Huns were stunned for a moment by the actions of the Han army at first, and then they were overjoyed. They charged forward with ferocious faces and brandished their weapons. However, they were greeted by a violent storm of crossbows, and a large section fell immediately, causing over a hundred casualties.
It turned out that this was Wen Xie's plan. He wanted them to gather together and then shoot them with crossbows. Seeing that there were many casualties among the Huns, Wen Xie drew his sword and moved forward, saying, "Quickly... take the opportunity to drive the Huns down. Quickly."
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Wen Qie shouted and swung his sword up. He went up with the sword and hit a Huns. At this moment, a sword mixed with the sound of shouts came down. Wen Qie was not afraid, and fired the crossbow with his left hand.
One person was killed. Behind Wen Che was the Wen family's tribe who followed closely, protecting his left and right sides. They raised their swords and spears to kill the enemy with all their might.
Just when the Han army was about to succeed, an accident suddenly happened. It turned out that Tiebeishan had climbed onto the city wall. This man was very powerful, and his external skills had reached the middle stage of the Xiantian realm.
For the grassland people, no matter how many internal skills and mental methods they have, they all focus on physical training, supplemented by internal strength, to strengthen the body, and when it comes to explosive power, even the ordinary late Xiantian realm is no match for him!
I saw Tiebeishan leading a dozen personal guards, rushing towards the Han army like a mad tiger, with two swords dancing like windmills. The swords saw blood and never failed. In an instant, there was no one within two feet around.
Standing opponent.
"Huh...huh..." The crazy killing just now consumed a lot of Tiebeishan's physical strength. At this moment, he stood there panting like a bull in heat, looking around with wild eyes. No county soldier dared to fight him.
Those who looked at each other were trembling all over and looking panicked.
"Damn it, this Huns is so strong, this time he will really fall short!" Wen Xie secretly felt regretful in his heart, and shouted anxiously: "The life and death of Daling City depends on this one move, everyone listen to my order and set up the Yanyue Formation...
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The Yanyue Formation is an ancient formation. The entire army is arranged in an arc, shaped like a crescent moon. It is an asymmetrical formation. The general's formation is usually located at the bottom of the concave crescent.
When fighting, focus on attacking the flanks and resist the enemy with thick crescent moons. The inner recess of the crescent moon may seem weak, but it contains dangers. The general's formation should have strong combat power. It is suitable for brave generals with strong soldiers, and it is also suitable for some unusual situations.
Symmetrical terrain.
As the most talented disciple of the Wen family in the art of war, Wen Xie was naturally extremely proficient in ancient formations. Under his order, the Wen family tribe took the lead in taking action, with Wen Xie as the center, arranged in an arc, shaped like
The crescent moon looks like an eagle spreading its wings.
Encouraged by Wen Xie, the county soldiers were exaggerated. They looked back at the deathly silent city. That was their home and their families there. Even if it was to protect something, they would never let the Huns enter.
"Kill." As one person took the lead in shouting this word, there was a chain reaction, and the county soldiers took action and mustered up the courage to respond to Wen Xie.
The Huns didn't understand the difference between formation and formation. They only understood one truth, and that was: whoever is the cruelest, the bravest, and the most ruthless wins.
The two parties of men and horses collided fiercely together, with the sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound of yelling curses, the sound of swords piercing flesh, and the sounds of screams and wails.
"My sons, follow me and kill." Tiebeishan took the lead bravely, waving his scimitar, and all the Han soldiers who came close to him were killed on the spot, and the two sides fought fiercely.
Tiebeishan's body was now covered in blood plasma, most of which belonged to Han people. As for how many he had killed, he couldn't remember, but it was probably more than two hands.
While Tiebei Mountain was reaping the lives of Han troops, he also stared unblinkingly at Wen Xie in the center of the Yanyue Formation. He concluded that this man must be the leader of the Han people. As long as he could be killed, the city would be taken.
The murderous intent was awakened here. Endless blazing flames flashed in Tiebei Shan's eyes. He turned his sword head and strode towards Wen Xie. The scimitar severely chopped his head, while Wen Xie faced the knife edge.
, completely unafraid.
"What a man!" Tiebeishan couldn't help but admire, but this did not affect his determination to kill Wen Xie. However, he soon discovered that he was wrong, a big mistake, because there were several spears passing by him.
It was thrust out and accompanied by crossbow arrows.
"Damn it, I fell into a trap." Tiebeishan panicked and took out another knife from his waist. The internal energy in his body continued to pour into the two knives. As his two knives danced wildly, the spearhead that was close to him was broken, but his thigh was hit.
A crossbow arrow.
Tiebeishan was in pain and couldn't help but staggered and fell to the ground. At this moment, several swords and spears came towards his head. He quickly resorted to a lazy donkey roll to escape with his life at the cost of a knife wound on his back.
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When he was being dragged backwards by his subordinates, he shouted at Tiebei Mountain Pass: "Hitting people with hidden arrows is really despicable and shameless. You Han people are all cowards. If you have the ability, you can fight with me one on one!"
"A mere barbarian dares to be so arrogant!" Wen Xie glanced at him with disdain and did not respond. He turned his gaze to Daling City and felt sad in his heart: "Can we really hold on until the reinforcements arrive?
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After seeing the terrifying fighting power of the Huns, Wen Xie lost his original self-confidence and felt a little confused, but it was fleeting!
No matter whether they can hold on or not, they must fight to the last soldier. Only in this way can they become a true man!