The dim afterglow, the wings flapped, the sea east green soared in the sky, a few huge rocks flew past it, its sight moved over, and a few bangs and bangs

Scratch

The wall bricks began to collapse, and with a bang, a gap appeared in the female wall. The entire section of the city wall, where the west section of the city wall was smashed by concentrated live ammunition, and the Jurchens forced their way through the gap with their crazy fighting will.

"Ahhhhh" Wang Huan heard the situation there, screamed angrily, his finger joints bent and trembled constantly, "Take someone over and block them. No matter who it is, I will pull them over and block them."

The messenger left in a hurry. At this time, the Wu Chao soldiers who were on standby on the inside of the city wall were also trembling and scared. When they heard the transfer order, someone cried. Shangguan slapped them a few times, and then rushed towards the section of the city wall marked on the map. Locusts and waves were flying on the wall, and swords and shield soldiers walked on the outermost side with large shields, forming a shield wall. In the gap, on the top of their heads, occasionally people fell to the ground, and the crowd behind them still followed closely. Then they rushed over. The Jurchens' soldiers had spread to form a gun forest, and firmly fixed the formation step by step.

Step by step

The blood-stained black soap boots were stepping on the sticky liquid, shattering limbs and running on the walls. An arrow came over. The moment Lin Chong waved his gun to block it, he collided towards the Jurchen formation over there. The three Jurchen soldiers in the front row also came over. The latter's feet suddenly stopped and his upper body sideways. The iron gun in his hand inserted into the gap like a poisonous snake, stirring the tip of the gun.

The weapon fell, and the three arms were immediately snatched off, and then the spear swept away again. The three Jurchens flew towards the formation behind and smashed the guns behind them and poked them through. Lin Chong's anger that was about to break away, and his steps moved again, stepped forward and rushed towards the opponent's formation.

On his right, a tall figure squeezed through the Wu Chao soldiers, and was also doing such a thing. With the hammer swing, the Jurchen soldiers who came into contact with him were constantly flying out. Someone was directly hammered to the ground and his sternum was broken. Zheng Biao, who had a pair of Yin-Yang fish on his eyebrows, waved the tiger head hammer hysterically, and the roaring iron tiger head roared and smashed the gun. The Jurchen soldiers' nerves suddenly tense, and then two people rushed over and stabbed them with their guns.

"Drive"

Zheng Biao shouted violently, holding hammers in front of him, swept open the two spear heads, and took a step, suddenly pulled the distance closer, swung his arms very quickly, and directly hit a Jurchen soldier's neck. The crack sounded, his neck bone was broken, and his head was instantly hung on his chest. The moment the body fell, he raised his foot and kicked another Jurchen man in the abdomen, and directly hit the head hammer. The man's face broke and his head was tilted.

"Zheng Biao"

Lin Chong on the other side saw the other party. As he shouted, he swung his gun and blocked the iron spear that was stabbing, "You are here, whoever defends over you will go back soon!"

While speaking, a flying stone roared over and smashed against the female wall. The stacks were almost completely hit. In a bang, Zheng Biao squeezed away the Wu Chao soldiers beside him and looked at the Broken Rock.

The tiger-head hammer in his hand swung, and shouted loudly: "Smash you to death!" The next moment, the muscles of both arms twisted, and the hammer hit the stone bricks, with a loud bang, and the whole wall pile was hit by the hammer and smashed towards the Jurchen guns. The crushed slag flew out in the air.

A few bangs followed, and the broken wall piles penetrated the front row of the gun array like shells. The heavy weight and terrifying arm force pushed, the figures in the front row had already been hit to an unfamiliar shape, with broken bones and flesh, and sticky blood spread all the way. A Jurchen soldier whose legs were broken, his legs were raised and his flesh was crawling on the ground. One hand supported the ground, and the other groped the blade that fell to the ground, screaming wildly, and swung the weapons desperately to maintain the formation.

A war is about fighting with life and it depends on who will fight to the end.

The sunset tilts, in the red glow.

Teams of cavalry were running back and forth below the gap, pulling their bows and shooting arrows to cover the soldiers climbing the city walls. At the position of the beacon corner, the archers of the Wu Dynasty suppressed the opponent by taking advantage of the angle, but the Jurchen cavalry also took advantage of the advantage to shoot back and forth. Occasionally, a few people were shot off the horse, but for an army with a huge base, it was not even a drop of water.

"Haha" Yang Zhi put down the bow in his hand and sat on the wall, his fingers were bleeding. It was caused by pulling the bow. There were arrows inserted on his shoulders and thighs. He was slapped, his face turned pale. Looking at the Tou Tuo and the monk in front of him, the two of them were also covered in blood. "It's been a long time since we killed the enemy together."

He said, while grabbing the arrow hard and pulling out the scarlet flesh shreds together, Lu Zhishen quickly tore off a corner of the monk's robe and wrapped the other party's wound.

Tighten tightly.

"If it were a few months ago, the Sa family would definitely kill you with one shovel." Lu Zhishen held the Zen Staff and watched him being lifted up by the soldiers. "But later the Sa family figured out a lot of things. If Liangshan had not robbed you at the beginning, you would not have come up to the mountain to revenge. This is the cause and effect. No wonder you."

Wu Song on the other side was silent and didn't say anything.

Yang Zhi lay on a stretcher and bowed to the sky, "Please ask two brothers"

The silent figure finally raised his hand and clasped his fists, "Leave it to us here, go and recover from the wound." After saying that, he turned around and brought the wall into the defense with his two swords. Yang Zhi lay on the stretcher, looking at the sky covered by thick smoke, flying stones drew through his sight. He suddenly laughed on the stretcher, and tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes, feeling relieved.

On the city tower, Bai Ning kept looking at the countless figures under the city wall. Whether outside or inside, they were like terrifying ants rushing towards the top, and there were more and more Jurchens on the city wall section.

The next moment, he shook his cloak and waved his hand to let Gao Muen take the Hunyuan Xuantian Sword over. Suddenly, a woman's voice was scolding, and the second floor on the side of the city tower rang.

"Why are the comrades below fighting bloody battles with the golden dog? Should we cheer up the soldiers with the sound of drums, we are willing to live and die with the city!"

Bai Ning looked over and saw a woman throwing the iron sword in her hand to push the drumming soldiers away, snatched the drumstick, and moved the drumstick to the front with an arrow.

Then, she waved her thin arms.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

The drumsticks were beating one after another, the drum surface was shaking, and rhythmic drum sounded on the entire city wall, spreading. Her voice was filled with a choked crying voice, and she shouted in tears: "We are waiting for the Han people, and we will not be slaves to the country."

"Don't be a slave to the destruction"

Perhaps her voice could not be heard much, far away, near and near, some moved, some cried in fear, some struggled to get the steel knife again, some turned their steps to retreat, some shouted heart-wrenchingly towards the Jurchens, holding a Jurchens and jumped down from the city wall. I vaguely heard his voice shouting like this before landing.

"Try to the death"

On the city wall, everyone suddenly felt something different fermenting in their hearts. At almost the same time, they had something that was constantly leaving behind in their hearts connected with each other, and then at that moment.

Lin Chong stood at a high place on the wall, flew in the wind, his closed eyes opened again, as if he had returned to the former military academy.

"Today, the city is there, the people are there, the city is destroyed, the family is destroyed, we will kill!"

"Kill" Lu Zhishen looked at the man and shouted happily.

"kill!!!!!!"

Around, countless Wu Chao soldiers roared out at this moment, and sounded in this sky like a mountain collapse. The frightened eagle in the sky spread its wings and escaped in an instant. With a sudden thunder, everyone rushed towards the Jurchens at the top of the city with a desperate mentality.

ps: Let's post a chapter first, there will be some later. (To be continued.).
Chapter completed!