The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the Songjiabao castle tower, announcing the departure of the peaceful night again.
After three days of bloody baptism, the faces of the Songjiabao warriors showed deep fatigue, and the perseverance in their eyes had long been exhausted by the killings.
"Boss, how is your injury?" The Xu family ancestor said to Song Lingyun standing in front of him with a melancholy look on his face.
As the number one person in the Song Family Fort, Song Lingyun looked pale and said with a pained look on his face: "I'm fine after taking the pill, but I also used the last blood-enhancing pill."
The ancestor of the Xu family said: "Boss, this is the third day. Yesterday, we old guys worked hard to hold on to the city. The able disciples of each family were also injured and died. You
I wonder if the boy named Zheng can come back in time, and I don’t know what trick he is thinking of.”
Song Lingyun sighed, with a wry smile on his face: "Old Xu, I can't say for sure. If he dares not to come back, or if there is no way to solve the problem of our Song Family Fort, we old guys can only
I can risk my life to send some of my disciples out."
The ancestor of the Xu family couldn't help but sigh when he thought that the five powerful families that were originally powerful would be scattered in the blink of an eye, and that he would be buried in the place where his ancestors had lived for generations.
"Let's go, let's get ready. No matter what, we have to survive this third day. We sons of the Song Family Fort cannot break our promises to others." Song Lingyun's face suddenly became heroic, and a touch of arrogance appeared on his face.
Flushing.
beep!
A loud howl started today's siege.
The original Third Army Corps of the Northern Army has now been placed at the end, as a reserve team, and those at the front are the soldiers of the Second Army Corps of the Northern Army. The leader has long been replaced by a middle-aged man from Zhang Huo.
Fierce General——War Thunder!
The peak six-star strength is like a star in the dark night, dazzling among thousands of troops.
The mount under Zhan Lei is not an ordinary horse, but a green wolf. This green wolf is taller than an ordinary horse. Two long blood-red canine teeth are exposed from the mouth, shining with a faint cold light, and it is bloodthirsty.
looked at the scene in front of him.
This is a monster beast, the Blood-Tooth Demonic Wolf, a three-star monster beast. No matter in terms of combat power or endurance, ordinary horses cannot match it. Even among three-star monster beasts, it is extremely rare.
exist.
Siege the city!
As the giant hammer in Zhan Lei's hand swung down, the soldiers of the Second Legion climbed up the long iron ladder to the tower of Songjia Fort.
The North City of Songjiabao seemed to have turned into a meat grinder. If an intact person was thrown in, it would turn into a ball of flesh and blood in the blink of an eye. The intestines and other internal organs flowed all over the floor. The blood had already covered the North City of Songjiabao over and over again.
once.
The soldiers of the Second Army were far more powerful than those of the Third Army. Although they only numbered a few thousand, their fighting spirit and combat effectiveness far exceeded that of the Third Army. After a while, the tower of Songjiabao was
Half of it was occupied by them.
Although the brave soldiers of Songjiabao wanted to regain their position with red eyes, no matter how hard they tried, they could not drive the enemy off the tower.
The proportion of star-level warriors among the soldiers of the Second Legion is very high. Leaders at the level of squad leader and squadron leader are all served by one-star or even two-star warriors. The Songjiabao warriors are mixed with the Xiangyong team.
They were no match for the soldiers of the Second Army. Not long after the battle started, Songjiabao was clearly at a disadvantage.
"Boss, shall we take action?"
At this time, the five elders of Songjiabao had gathered on the top of Beicheng City. Seeing the soldiers of Songjiabao fall to the sword one by one, the Liu family ancestor could no longer hold back.
Song Lingyun gritted his teeth: "Wait a minute, if we are stopped and defeated by others after we go up, then the Song Family Fort will have no room for maneuver."….
In these days of fierce fighting, almost all the originally large number of foreign warriors were killed by the Northern Army, and the property taken out by the Song Family Fort was taken back by the Song Family Fort.
And the last dozen or so warriors were almost killed in this battle. The only one left was the old man with the little girl who was valued by Zheng Kegen at the beginning. The battles in the past few days didn't seem very intense to him.
Yes, he didn't even get hurt at all.
A long sword has killed countless soldiers of the Northern Army, and even sometimes was besieged by the Northern Army with dozens of star warrior levels, and it was still able to save the day. It was very strange, but no one noticed it.
…
The sun gradually set in the west, and the North City Tower of Songjiabao, which had been fighting for a day, was covered with the corpses of Songjiabao soldiers and soldiers of the Northern Army. The families of these corpses could no longer wait for the return of their sons and husbands.
No one will leave any trace for these people whose bones are buried here. The broken flesh and blood can no longer distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The winner can at most bury them and set up a "memory" stone monument.
"Let's do it!" Song Lingyun sighed, completely losing hope for Zheng Kegen in his heart. Three days of expectations turned into a sigh. There was only a little bit of hope, but it did not become reality after all.
Hearing Song Lingyun's words, the other elders also looked sad. Even the elder of the Liu family was not in the mood to curse Zheng Kegen.
As soon as Wu Laoyi joined the battle, Songjiabao's decline was immediately curbed. The five-star warriors had an unparalleled advantage over these two-star sergeants at most.
"These old guys finally couldn't bear it anymore. I thought they would watch everyone die before taking action." Zhan Lei's face under the armor showed a strange smile and his majestic face.
Completely disproportionate.
The green wolf under Zhan Lei's crotch whimpered, as if he had discovered something, and twisted his body unwillingly, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"You beast, do you want to rebel?!" Zhan Lei slapped Qinglang hard, and his voice returned to its original rich tone.
After saying that, he hit the ground hard with the war thunder hammer, creating a huge deep pit. Then with such force, he flew up: "Old guys, your opponent is me!"
After saying that, he waved the giant hammer in his hand and rushed towards Wu Lao. The strong wind on his body pushed some of the surrounding Northern Army soldiers down and let out a scream. They were not killed by the enemy, but died of the main general.
A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the surrounding Northern Army soldiers, but no one dared to say anything.
The faces of the five elders of Songjiabao all darkened, they let go of their opponents, and rushed towards Zhan Lei at the same time. Facing the six-star peak Zhan Lei, only the five of them had a chance if they joined forces.