Du Fuwei's army slowly approached and looked at the large tide of death like black below.

Everyone in the city even held their breath.

The iron-plate shield car was ready to go out at any time after the archer was hiding in the rear of the shield car, while the fortification soldiers struggled to push the iron-plate shield car and hundreds of catapults to the front swords, giant shields, and giant shields. At most, they followed the spearmen, swords, axemen, and two fewer soldiers. The ones who could ride horses were either generals of the army or elite soldiers. They were Du Fuwei's efforts to go to the front line and only used to supervise the battle.

A young general next to Feng Ge offered a suggestion: "The enemy is mostly siege equipment, so we are not as good as we go out of the city to attack and destroy their siege equipment, otherwise we will be unable to stand these hundreds of catapults."

"At this moment," veteran Feng Ge sighed: "Who dares to leave the city?"

"Okay." The young general wanted to make a statement, but Feng Ge stopped him and said, "Feng Han, don't say much, you and Feng Qing, guard the city for me. Remember that as long as the man in the Feng family is fighting, there are men who fallen but there are no cowards who escape at the last minute."

"Yes!" Two young generals of the Feng family's clan responded loudly to Feng Ge and took the order.

Xu Ziling patrolled all the way and saw that there was no crossbow bed or torch stone cart at the top of the city, only a dozen baffles with tight leather or made of wood, which were so wry. The soldiers of Jingling were too strange, right? Did they not even prepare anything to defend the city? After so many days, they were still so hasty, are they really fighting?

Some firewood was piled under the city wall and a few pots of oil were burned. There was a lot of lime in the distance, even if there was no wood or stone casting. Is this called defending the city?

Xu Ziling felt that Jingling's dealer Fang Zetao should only be able to play with children's "playing house" or the military would not be so bad, no wonder the soldiers of Jingling were trained like a joke.

Seeing Xu Ziling come back with a smile on his face, Feng Ge, a veteran, naturally understood what he was smiling and blushed. He said in a low voice: "The owner of the manor has been not caring about the soldiers for a long time. Everyone wants to eat or drink. Although he can go home to eat in this city, it is inevitable that everyone will not be able to attend the training without good results..."

"I don't think there is any need to say about training." Xu Ziling smiled and said: I'm just wondering why I didn't even have rappelling wood or rolling stones to guard the city?"

"Jingling was surrounded and had no time to log outside the city." Veteran Feng Ge said: "As for the rolling stones, the flat land on the riverside is mostly sandy. How come there are so many big stones?"

"Are the houses also made of sand and mud?" Xu Ziling laughed and said, "It seems that your people are not very good-hearted. In the moment when the city is about to be destroyed, no peasant people demolish their houses to help defend the city. Old General, how long do you think this lonely city can be defended?"

"..." Veteran Feng Ge sighed without saying anything but shook his head.

Although the city guards couldn't wait to shoot arrows and let them splash like rain, the effect was not big, but they couldn't kill a person for a long time.

First, it was because the enemy was still far away from the arrow range and because of fear in his heart, it was because the opponent had an iron-plate shield. Third, it was because Jingling did not have any strong bows, even if it shot into the enemy formation, it became soft and powerless. When the Jianghuai Army saw that the opponent was so weak, it immediately exploded and shouted in waves.

When the hundreds of catapults also entered the nightmare of Jingling's side, they had a good range.

Thousands of stones with large bowls were shot and smashed without time to avoid the soldiers entering the city tower or the simple arrow tower, and the few people cried and cried, and even made the stones hit the top and the heads of the heads and their brains scattered. Even the hardest battlements in the city walls also made the catapults crack and the stone chips shot straight into Mars.

The ground guards in Jingling made the stone rain unable to raise their heads.

The Jianghuai Army under the city was in power and their fortifications and light infantry rushed forward crazily with ladders. Many swords and shield soldiers drove some farmers arrested elsewhere and asked them to carry bags of soil to fill them up. The only moat that was still playing a role in Jingling allowed more soldiers to stand under the city wall and climb up the city wall.

The ladder reached the front line faster than those slowly pushed the carts. They were desperately driving piles under the cover of the giant shield soldiers to fix the bottom of the ladders without letting their opponents easily push or pull them down. Xu Ziling looked at the Jianghuai army a little confused, but he also had rules and regulations to do these siege methods and could not help but nod. Although these soldiers were like thieves, their disciplines were chaotic and disturbing the people everywhere burning, killing, looting, but they were really good at fighting.

The battle-hardened Jianghuai Army and the pampered Jingling Guard are indeed different. The two are not on the same level at all.

As the storms of stone rain suppressed, the fortification soldiers on the edge of the ladder pressed the ladder firmly, and across the moat, biting sharp knives in their mouths, using hands and feet, and climbing up the ladder. The people below adjusted the ladders to extend them along the city. The archers ran out from behind the iron plate to pull the arrows, which were arranged into several groups under the command of some small officers to diffuse arrows on the top of the city.

Some of the Jingling soldiers who were anxious to look up and fight back were either injured by the rain of stones thrown from the sky or by the harsh suppression of the city's bow. Of course, more people were so shocked that they were so weak that they hid in the cover and did not dare to come out.

Since the official siege, Xu Ziling has been standing in front of the city tower and has been standing in front of everyone.

That body is as tall as a gun.

He just thought that the child's slingshot was worthless. As for the suppressed rain of arrows, he also saw it like straw and wheat stems. He could even snatch the big bow of a young general beside him and connected the arrow and shot it back. He would kill one person for each arrow. Seeing the soldiers around him roared like thunder and helped count until the three-stone hard bow was pulled and broken.

When the arrow rains slightly exhausted, the siege soldiers of the Jianghuai Army had already been fiercely killed on the extended ladder and everyone was so scared that they were stunned and didn't know what to do. Only Xu Ziling rushed back and forth with one gun and one knife in his hand and not only chopped down or picked all the Jianghuai Army who had climbed to the top of the city.

In front of the guard who had not yet reacted and didn't know what to do, a strong leader of the Jianghuai army shouted repeatedly, holding a scarred face, holding a pair of axes in his hand and chopping over the Jingling guards on the city head like a windmill. Under the slashing of this person, the Jingling guards were invincible and unrivaled.

Under the leadership of this person, the large section of the city was occupied by Feng Han and Feng Qing. The two Xiaoshis, who were desperately resisting the number of Jianghuai troops on the city. They were so anxious that the veteran Feng Ge was so white that they were both white. Xu Ziling killed him and let out a long roar. The spear in his hand turned into thousands of poisonous dragons like poisonous dragons that came out of the cave to penetrate countless Jianghuai troops.

The sword light soared into the sky. The one-eyed scarfaced man who had just killed everyone and retreated one after another, let Xu Ziling break the Han axe with a knife and squirted blood and cut off his huge head. He kicked a huge body with the downtown and used the tip of his spear to lift the head of the dead man with his eyes closed and shouted: "Is there any invincible person in the world? Are there any unfavorable swords in the world? Are there any soldiers in the world who can't kill people? Are there any cities in the world that cannot be defended?"

"I'll have one day." Xu Ziling's spear is like a flying sword, Ruhong, cut off the last three Jianghuai troops who were attacking the city, and then stepped on the head that fell to the ground, hooked and kicked it. The head shot and hit a Jianghuai army on a ladder like a cannonball, which made the man scream. He fell down the moat and saw that everyone was excited and shouted again: "The city is for one day."

"I'm in my city." When the veteran general Feng Ge heard this, he quickly cheered up his soldiers.

"My city is here, my city is here!" Everyone shouted several times before gradually timid and rushing with all their blood, all of them rushed towards the Jianghuai army that was climbing up. Especially the young generals Feng Han and Feng Zhe were the most excited.

They waved their long swords and slashed like Xu Ziling.

The archers were also awakened as if they were dreaming and rushed to shoot arrows under the city.

Some of the frightened new recruits were also urged by veteran Feng Gedi to lift a big rock and smash it into the Jianghuai army under the city. Some people brought hot oil to the ladder mounted on the city wall and burned it with fire.

The stone rain in the sky is like the same. The arrow rain in the sky is intertwined and shot at each other. However, the guards of the Jingling are no longer at a loss as they were at the beginning. They are gradually attacking and gradually gaining some advantages because they are condescending. However, the casualties on both sides increase the deaths and wander around everyone. It is always inadvertently taking his life or his companions.

The general Qian Yun was so scared that he stood far away with his more than 300 soldiers. The surface was commanding the new soldiers to transport the items guarding the city. In fact, they all wanted to take the opportunity to slip away. He stared at the city wall with a blue face as if he was afraid of a large dam that was about to collapse. Before the flood poured in, he wanted to watch the trendy waves and run away.

It was precisely because he and his personal guards left the city and did not fight just now that they attacked most of the Jianghuai Army.

If Xu Ziling hadn't immediately killed the one-eyed scarfaced man with him, he believed that the long section of the city wall had already changed hands.

On the other hand, there was another giant man in the Jianghuai Army who used a giant hammer to attack the city. He had dozens of arrows on his body and bloody all over his body, but he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he laughed wildly and swayed the hammer and smashed the guards of Jingling so hard that the two generals looked like they could not resist him. He smashed the swords and vomited blood and retreated.

This person broke through the city and the Jianghuai Army immediately rushed up. Countless soldiers rushed up.

When a master like a wind-splashing sword flew over to fight with the big man who was using the hammer, he couldn't resist the retreat step by step.

Veteran Feng Ge grabbed a personal soldier and pointed at the other side of the city wall and fought hard to fight invincible Xu Ziling and shouted at the personal soldier: "Go and call Mr. Wei!"

He himself led his personal soldiers to rush forward and resisted the two Jianghuai masters.

If it weren't for Feng Han and Feng Qing's two young players who were in time to show the danger here, the veteran Feng Ge almost let the other party kill him on the spot. These two masters were more than the one-eyed scarred face just now, especially the thin man who rushed to the wind-splashing sword later, and no one was his enemy. Veteran Feng Ge fought with them for three consecutive swords and then Jian Fei vomited blood and fell to the ground. Fortunately, his personal soldiers fought to save him to death.

Feng Han and Feng Qing hurriedly blocked each other, but after one round, they complained. The martial arts of these two people are extremely high and close to the realm of first-class masters, but they dress up as an ordinary soldier. No wonder no one can stop them after attacking the city.

"My city is here!" Xu Ziling came like a dragon from the Nine Heavens breaking through the sky.

His might scared the two heavy hammered men with a red ribbon on their left arms and the phoenix-splashing knife.

The man immediately jumped to the ladder and retreated from the city wall. Xu Ziling, who was unable to catch up, crazily killed all the soldiers who rushed up the Jianghuai army. Xu Ziling's majesty made everyone's ambitions soar, and they shouted loudly, "With my city here" and rushed towards the enemy.
Chapter completed!