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099 Battle for the City Gate

Ren Ming laughed at the war soldier. He swept the fish scales iron armor that was pulled on the war. It was difficult to hide the envy in the eyes.

Due to the different division of division of combat labor in the warfare soldiers. In addition, the iron armor in the Hebei army is getting more and more stubborn. In order to supply the iron armor as much as possible to supply the main combat troops. Ming is a hundred people. But the equipment is not as good as the warrior who saved him.

"When can we also have such an iron armor. Wearing a prestigious style ..."

Seeing Ren Ming watched the iron armor on his body. The soldiers of the soldiers filmed the gray soil on the armor. The urging said: "You shoot. I'll cover it next to you."

Ren Ming turned back and nodded. He shot down the city and shot down the city. The battle of war soldiers covered the arrow aside. Ren Ming finally couldn't help it. Ming's physical strength was infected. It gradually dared to probe outwards. Gradually. The arrows on the city head are dense again.

However, after delaying this meeting. The siege of the ladder first traveled through the moat. Turn over the five -foot sheep horse wall by the river. Come to the bottom of the city. The scratching hook was deeply set on the wall of the city to determine the stability. Hundreds of the signs of Xianzhang's stroke were single -knife. The hand hugged the shield quickly climbing up. Some people rushed to climb the suspension bridge sturdy. Cut the ropes to push into the car. Under the ladder. The dense one is the head.

"Archers retreat. Rolling wooden stones are ready." At this time, the battle of crossbow players and close -range offense and defense have not played much role. The support forces outside the city are afraid of accidental injuries. And the city crossbowman must also give the front position to the soldiers who are ready to fight close.

The warrior, the soldier, looked at Ren Ming and smiled at a glance. He drank a few people: "Rolling rocky wood. Hurry up. Move it up. Throw it down."

With the chief Wu's drinking order. More than a dozen Qingzhuang jointly moved a piece of hundreds of pounds of stone mill and threw the city building. Just listening to the crisp sound of Kara. The cloud ladder made of the strong wood was broken like chopsticks. Several Jingzhou soldiers who climbed up were shouted like the crowd. The legs folded and folded. But compared to those unlucky eggs that were hit, they were lucky. Falling on his head. A few people who were smashed were shot on the spot. The stone grinding rolled a few laps without reassure. The flesh and blood was blurred. It was terrible.

The stone plate is too heavy. It is not on the other hand to the city tower. But there are still many beef wood. And don't underestimate these beef wood. After these days of preparation, the young people nail on the beef wood. The terrible killer like a wolf rod roll down along the cloud ladder. It is bound to hit the enemy soldiers with at least one ladder. And the weight of this solid beylum is not light. It will be smashed out of dozens or even hundreds of 狰 blood mouths.

In addition, the golden juice full of bad smell. The boiling boiling water, the oil. The mist covered the whole city building ...

Xiliangbing is indeed sturdy and brave. Several of the thick armored martial arts who have passed the moat, the arrows shot at all. The arrow is shot. The ropes of raw cuts are cut. The rush on the bridgehead has continued to move forward.

After a while, Kung Fu. Nancheng Kaiyang Gate, Pingcheng Gate, Xiaoyuan Gate, and Jinmen Four Gate have been cut off the bridge lock. Going to the gate of the city gate. It is already a frank road.

"Bound. Give me the gate of the city." The commander of the former army shouted Zhang Xian. Several huge strokes were slowly pushed by more than two hundred and large waists.

There are two people in the thick wood. The head is covered with sharp heads. It takes 20 or thirty big men to shake it together.

And compared to the simple rinse of Shiraishou's barbarians. Xiliangbing's rushing is more than one. The top of the head with a wooden board into a sharp -arched house -shaped baffle to prevent the arrow from shooting.

Enhance the toughness. Not afraid of ordinary beef wood. When the war comes out, use water to pour through water. Don't be afraid of the rocket attack.

The emergence of flushing. It immediately attracted most of the attention of the defenders. Countless rockets were shot out of life. But those rockets were inserted on the rushing.

"One, two, three. Hit the hit." Just in this stunned kung fu. Several rushing cars finally rushed to the gate of the city. The commander of the Xiliang officer who commanded the rushing car.

It hit the gate of the city.

. This impact force. I am afraid that there is no weight. The soldiers on the head of the city obviously felt a tremor under the feet. The soil fell.

Just like being hit by a train. Several people flew out of blood.

At this time, the role of the veteran was highlighted again. Just listening to the battle soldier, the captain of the soldier shouted: "What is his mother? The rocket is useless. Come on the fire oil." The situation was urgent. He was too lazy to explain more.

A group of blue fire burning buttocks moved to the jar filled with fire oil to the warrior Wu.

"Listen to my command. One, two, three. Throw."

With the roar of the battle of war, ten tanks filled with fire oil dropped the city's head. The pottery tank was broken. The black and yellow fire oil was soaked in the flush and the four weeks.

"Rockets. The shooting was shot." The warrior Wu was a roar again. Ren Ming's dozen crossbow players quickly stepped on the city's head. The rocket that had already been ignited, and the torch fell.

A high fire. Several west cool soldiers were in the fire. They sent out crazy back and forth on the ground. The sound of ghost crying.

"Drag the rushing away. Pushing to the moat." The Xi Liang officer responsible for the command was also a decisive person. Seeing the rushing car was ignited. On the one hand, the soldier was pushed into the river.

Foreign. Another flush has long been ready to stand up.

"Throwing beyl wood. You can not get close to the gate of the city." Ren Ming shouted loudly. There was another big wood on the city wall falling down the city's head. These beef woods were clicked by fire. The fire quickly rushed to the height of two or three feet.

"I learned very quickly."

The Xiliang soldiers outside the city gate did not give up. Divided the strength of the soldiers to pull away the burning fire pile. Clear a road for the back of the rush. At this time, more than a dozen cans of fire oil were prepared on the city head.

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