"Ah -" Zhang Xiaowu screamed in great pain. He and Shao Zifu were like brothers, and he had always regarded Shao Zifu as his eldest brother, but today he watched the person who loved him the most being shot to death by random arrows. Although they were two people in the same life.
, but Zhang Xiaowu was so anxious that he jumped off the city wall to find Shao Zifu's body, hoping that he could save his life.
But seven or eight arrows penetrated his body, and even gods could not save him. Luo Zhen hugged Zhang Xiaowu, pushed him to the ground, and angrily shouted: "You idiot, are you crazy? If you jump out of the city, you will die.
Do you want to die?"
Zhang Xiaowu gritted his teeth almost to pieces, clenched his sword tightly, looked at Quan Yi outside the city with wide eyes, and vowed to kill all the enemies.
Ding Yi said indifferently: "It seems that the Wuhuan people will not break this city tonight until they break."
"Woo-wu-wu-wu-"
The horns of the Wuhuan people sounded, and at the same time the Wuhuan people's hoarse howls and shouts of death were heard. They held long swords, maces, and iron shields on their heads and rushed towards Tucheng from the dark wilderness.
"Holy men, shoot arrows for me! Throw sandbags! Throw sandbags!" Ding Yi shouted again.
The sergeants had ignored the enemy's stone bullets and arrows and stood on the city wall to shoot arrows at the Wuhuan people. The injured sergeants also carried sandbags and threw them down.
Zhang Xiaowu held the divine arm bow, untied a pot of arrows from a corpse, nocked the arrows and shot the bow. The arrow flew into the distance and hit the armor of a Wuhuan man. The man bravely broke the arrow and continued.
Come rushing.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
An arrow suddenly pierced Zhang Xiaowu's helmet, knocking his helmet over to the ground. Zhang Xiaowu looked at the arrow on the iron helmet head on the ground, shook his head, and thought to himself that if the arrow missed a little, he would probably be dead.
. As the saying goes, if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later. He stood up again and continued to shoot with his bow. This time, he hit a Wuhuan man in the face and killed him directly.
"Stop shooting arrows and throw sandbags at them!" Ding Yi ordered desperately.
Zhang Xiaowu and others quickly raised sandbags and threw them at the Wuhuan people who were climbing the siege ladder. As sandbags were thrown down generation after generation, the Wuhuan people howled and fell to the bottom of the city. But there were too many corpses outside the city.
The Wuhuan people who fell down could no longer be killed or injured. The Wuhuan people in Wuyangyang still worked tirelessly to attack the city. One was killed and another came up.
"Sprinkle tung oil!" Ding Yi shouted.
The few tung oil in the city was also sprinkled down and poured on the rotting corpses under the city wall. Then Ding Yi continued to order: "Light the fire!"
The hot oil was ignited, and the tung oil mixed with the corpse oil of the corpses under the city was ignited. The burning Wuhuan people screamed repeatedly, but it also made the eyes and noses of the defenders on the city uncomfortable. But the Wuhuan people and their servants
However, they continued to fight, and the two sides continued to fight at the top of the city. Wuhuan people kept falling off the city wall and falling into the fire.
The despair of the battlefield actually made Zhang Xiaowu forget about other things. The people around him died one by one, which made him feel that he was the next person to die. The eyes of a corpse not far away were filled with lifeless light, and its mouth opened wide as if to say to him:
"Sooner or later you will be like me, sooner or later you will be like me -"
Zhang Xiaowu's arms were sore and he ran out of arrows. He dropped the divine arm bow, picked up a spear, and pushed it towards the Wuhuan man behind the ladder. He pushed the man down the city, and then started to push the second one beside him.
A Han soldier was also pushing someone with a spear, but the Wuhuan soldiers unexpectedly grabbed the spear, and both of them fell off the city wall at the same time.
The Wuhuan soldiers were extremely brave, and even when they were about to die, they held on to their backs. The soldiers on the city wall gradually became exhausted. A group of Wuhuan people finally climbed onto the city wall. Zhang Xiaowu handed the spear to a comrade, then pulled out his sword and rushed towards the Wuhuan people.
After cutting down several Wuhuan people, Zhang Xiaowu saw Wang Jian, the captain in the distance, holding a purple gold hammer and smashing the Wuhuan people around him to the ground with all his strength. His soldiers were killed by other Wuhuan people, and several more.
Wuhuan soldiers scaled the city wall and besieged them.
Zhang Xiaowu rushed over. He was tall and athletic. Although he was unconscious for two days, he didn't feel any inconvenience at this stall.
A Wuhuan soldier hugged Wang Jian's thigh. Zhang Xiaowu stepped forward and cut off the Wuhuan soldier's arm with a knife. Wang Jian kicked the Wuhuan soldier to death. Zhang Xiaowu also raised a corpse on the ground and smashed it over.
, relieved Wang Jian from the siege.
Wang Jian took two steps back and breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at him gratefully, then picked up the Purple Gold Hammer and continued to charge. With the efforts of everyone, the Wuhuan people in the gap were finally driven off the wall.
"Xiao Wu, follow me to other places for support." Wang Jian shouted, "The rest are following us!"
"Here." A few sergeants who could still fight followed Wang Jian and Zhang Xiaowu, supporting the gaps in all directions. However, the Wuhuan people still attacked the city regardless of casualties, and the Han army was gradually losing ground.
At this time, the two sides had been fighting for three hours. The moon was shining brightly above their heads. Although there were fires above and below the city, it was not clear how many Wuhuan people were still there in the distance. Only the sounds of killing were heard outside the city, and Wang Jian smashed them.
After several Wuhuan people died, he suddenly said: "Grandma, you are such a bear. How can you keep killing these Wuhuan people?"
"Sir, there are Wuhuan dog barbarians coming over there again!" Zhang Xiaowu shouted loudly, holding a sword in one hand, but the sword was already chipped, and holding a spear in his other hand, guarding him desperately. The two of them could only take a few more breaths.
, there were far fewer sergeants following behind, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Seeing Quan Yi ascending the city, the two continued to support everywhere, and gradually lost their strength in killing, but they heard the enemy's horn sound, and then the Wuhuan people retreated one after another.
"They're leaving!" someone shouted.
Wang Jian sat down on the ground and turned around to look at Zhang Xiaowu. He had no strength to speak. Zhang Xiaowu had no strength to speak either. The two of them were silent to each other. The cold wind on the grassland blew, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.
Suddenly, arrows flew down from the sky again. Zhang Xiaowu saw that a few Han soldiers were shot through the head by arrows. He immediately rolled aside and hid under the battlements. Wang Jian also rolled to the battlements.
Finally, he said in surprise: "Those Wuhuan people still have arrows? How many arrows did they bring? There are still their people in the city, but they even kill their own people? How cold-blooded!"
"If Quan Yi is so ruthless, he will even kill his own people." Zhang Xiaowu said with a bitter face.
Wang Jian shook his head and said: "There are many of them, so it doesn't matter if they kill a few. We have few, so we will die one by one. With this wave of arrows, we don't have any defenders left."
Suddenly, a Han soldier hiding under the shield showed his head, but his eyes, ears and nose were bleeding. He struggled and jumped out, shouting: "Wuhuan Baigui, come on, I will follow you."
Wang Jian shook his head and said: "He is crazy, you can't call him back."
"he--"
I saw the soldier standing in the rain of arrows holding a steel knife, and the arrows around him seemed to avoid him, but not long after, an arrow finally hit him, and then more arrows hit him.
The soldier fell to the ground, twitching all over, and died soon after.
The arrow rain stopped, and the Wuhuan people shouted again and came to kill. Wang Jian threw away the shield on his head, turned around and shouted: "Defend the city! Get up and defend the city!" Unfortunately, few people responded to him at this time.
Under the Han military system, the commander-in-chief of the unified army had a group of soldiers, about 600 people, but now Wang Jian could not even gather 60 soldiers.
Zhang Xiaowu walked over and squatted next to the soldier who was being shot. He patted his comrade on the face and asked stupidly: "Hey, are you still alive?" There was no response. The soldier was completely dead. Zhang Xiaowu once again had it.
After a while, he was awakened by the sound of killing again. He stretched out his hand to help Pao Ze close his eyes and muttered: "Ashes will return to dust, soil will return to soil. I hope you can go on your journey with peace of mind. What is this damn war?"
The time will end."
The Wuhuan people once again attacked the city wall, this time more smoothly, with more and more gaps. It was really difficult for sixty people to guard a section of twenty feet.
Wang Jian wheeled the Purple Gold Hammer and fought hard with the Wuhuan people. Zhang Xiaowu also regained his energy to fight with the Wuhuan people. Wang Jian was once again surrounded by seven or eight Wuhuan people, and he couldn't get close to him while turning the Purple Gold Hammer.
Zhang Xiaowu was defeated, so he shouted loudly and rushed over to kill the Wuhuan soldiers. Zhang Xiaowu took a breath and fought with the Wuhuan soldiers again. Wang Jian then also killed many people, and several Wuhuan soldiers suddenly came from
He took out a dagger from his pocket and threw it at him. Wang Jian was unable to dodge and was hit by the dagger on his body. Although it did not pierce his body, it blocked him.
A Wuhuan soldier took the opportunity to slash Wang Jian's arm with his sword, cutting off his arm.